Pastel ≒ Y.G ~ H.S (✔️)

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(I'm so bad at updating, Sorry 😭😭)

"I haven't seen this house in awhile," Hoseok said, pulling up to Yoongis old house. "Hopefully you still remember everything in it, considering all the times you've been here in the past," Yoongi smiled, spinning his keys around his fingers while waiting for Hoseok.

"Yeah, how could I forget?" Hoseok said, finally catching up to the smaller as he opened the door. They walked in and sighed as they looked around. "So much work to do," Yoongi mumbled, he already felt tired just thinking about all the things he'd have to bring in and organize in the days to come.

"How about we wait until tomorrow to do this? Let's try to catch up on something's," Hoseok said, Yoongi rolled his eyes, "Trying to get out of work when you're the one who volunteered?"

"It's only a suggestion."

"We can catch up when we're finished." Yoongi said, patting Hoseok on his chest before he went back outside to get his things. Hoseok smiling as he followed behind him. "The faster you work, the longer we get to talk."

"That would make sense," Hoseok said, yelping as Yoongi threw a box at him, "What if this was fragile?" He asked, Yoongi shrugged as he carried his own box into the house, they repeated this for awhile, taking a short break every five minutes and forcing themselves to work again.

Once they were finished, the two collapsed on Yoongis bed, having to move around a couple of boxes in order to do so.

"Tired is an understatement." Hoseok groaned, Yoongi rolled his eyes as he sat on his bed, looking around the slightly empty room. "I didn't carry that much, most of my stuff I either threw away or left with my parents."

"I need to speak to Matilda some time," Hoseok mumbled, making a mental note for himself. "Jimin and Taehyung have been blowing up her phone ever since I moved, she'd love to hear a different voice." Yoongi said with a small chuckle.

"What're you going to do with the other bedroom?" Hoseok asked, Yoongi shrugged, "I might make it into a room for producing," he said, Hoseok raised an eyebrow at the smaller as he nudged him. "Since when were you into producing?"

"For awhile now, I was just never sure where to start." Yoongi said, "I've been into music for so long, but I just never knew what to do with it, like do I dance to it? Sing to it? Then I realized I'm terrible at both of those things so I just decided on producing late in Highschool year, I just never talked about it because I was still getting me thoughts together."

While Yoongi was talking, Hoseok leaned close, his eyes on his lips as he continued to explained when he found out he wanted to be a producer.

"And— Hoseok, are you even listening?" Yoongi said, turning to see his face extremely close to his. "Hoseok?" He muttered before their lips clashed, the smaller almost instantly closing his eyes and pulling him closer.

Hoseok gripped Yoongis waists to push him down on the bed, turning his head to deepen the kiss.

Finally, they pulled away from eachother. "Sorry, I—" Hoseok started, even though Yoongi kissed him back, he didn't want to do anything wrong this time, he didn't want to hurt the smaller. But Yoongi smiled, rolling his eyes as wrapped his arms around Hoseok's neck. "There's no reason to apologize. Unless you want to back out now, we can go all the way."

"Really?"

"Yes, Hoseok, really," Yoongi groaned, Hoseok nodded as he connected their lips again, his hands running up and down Yoongis sides until they reached his nipples, the smaller of the two moaning into the kiss.