Then he leaned in, closing the gap.
There wasn't sparks like in the movies, just a want for more and a branch basically impaling Hoseok.
It was quick, nothing very special about it, but it still caused Yoongi to blush excessively.
The reddish pink tainted his pale skin, and in comparison to the rest of his body, his face looked like it had been sunburned.
He looked good.
Hoseok stared at him for a few seconds, nothing showing on his face.
"That's not enough." He finally said, earning a glare from the older.
You aren't ready hoes. Get the popcorn, shit's about to go down.
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