"So, are we just going to lock him in the room and hope he stays there?" Kihyun asked, eyeing the fingers poking around from under the door of the guest room. "Or can we let him out like a functioning human being?"
Yoongi'd been in there since he got out of the shower, and even his phone wasn't enough to cure his boredom. Wonho did leave a charger for him, though. That was kind of nice.
"Maybe we should let him out. Let him roam around a bit, this place is kind of big. For us, anyways." Minhyuk always agreed with the latter, but this time he actually wanted the same thing instead of just going along with it. He had preferences. And he liked teasing the others and being a little shit, alongside Changkyun.
"No. It's too risky, especially since he's not straight. I don't want Kyun and you guys getting corrupted by that kinky bastard." Wonho grumbled from his spot slumped on the couch.
"We literally sucked your dick yesterday. I don't know if any corruption will happen, but I'm letting him out." He unlocked the door from the outside handle and Yoongi came rolling out. He'd been leaning against the door trying to hear what they were saying, so when it opened he did this kind of awkward egg roll to the wall across from the door. "Fuck!"
"Oh my god, are you alright?" Minhyuk ran to his side, innocent concern lacing his features. "I'll get you ice. Is that ok?" He didn't wait for an answer as he was already gone by the time Yoongi even processed what happened.
"Dude, you're so lucky... He's precious." Yoongi pouted, crawling over to the couch and leaning against where Wonho's legs rested. "Do you share him with the other guys, or are you exclusive?" Yoongi was generally interested, no teasing behind his words, and Wonho almost smiled at that. Almost. He wasn't giving in to this ass that easy.
"Uh, yeah, we share him. It's more of a group thing anyways, I guess." He looked over to the stairs where Changkyun and Hyungwon were watching, red tints on their cheeks from overhearing their conversation.
"You guys can come down. It's alright." Wonho motioned for them to join him on the couch, and they stumbled over quickly. As soon as they sat down, Minhyuk came back with the ice pack and kneeled next to Yoongi.
"Where did you hit yourself?" Yoongi pointed to his shoulder and neck, and Minhyuk gently applied enough pressure so that the cold was felt through the paper towel. "So you guys are all here, nice. But where's Jooheony and Shownu?"
"No clue. Why don't we send Yoongi to look for them? He needs to see the place anyways." Hyungwon looked towards Wonho with a sparkle in his eyes, and Yoongi immediately noticed that something intimate was going on between those two specifically.
"Fine. But Kihyun, go with him. I'm still not trusting him by himself." Kihyun nodded and got off the couch, giving Hyungwon a little kiss on the cheek and bringing his blanket with him. He grabbed Yoongi by the wrist and made sure that he brought the ice pack with them as they walked away down the hall.
"...You know what they're doing don't you." Hyungwon whispered quietly to Kihyun.
"Yeah, but he needs to get used to hearing them going at it at 5am like we do."
feb. 26th, 2020
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Sure, Man | ot8
Fanfiction" Two fifties? Why not a hundred? " -MYG " Shut the hell up and give us the damn money! " -YKH Where Yoongi declines the masked guys' request for money and suddenly he's tied to the ceiling of a van by seven extremely attractive men. (basically the...