Taehyung woke up, basically in the same position he fell asleep in. However, Yoongi was not attached to him this time. In worry, he sat up quickly, and got out of bed.
By the looks of it, someone had cleaned up the mess from the night prior. Nothing had been put away, so he doubted it was one of his maids, as they won't come into his room at night. His guess was probably Yoongi, as the boy didn't know where things went yet.
He threw on some sweatpants and a hoodie, then hurried downstairs.
Smelling food, he went to the kitchen. Taehyung would admit it. He was worried.
"Dad!" Jungkook called out. He was carrying plates to the table.
Taehyung fully entered the room, and saw Yoongi at the stove, concentrated on whatever he was cooking. Namjoon was right over his shoulder, looking mesmerized. (Poor Namjoon could barely cook)
Hoseok was in a state of dress much like Taehyung, but he was going to be changing soon. He had some appointments to go to. Said man wrapped an arm around Jungkook after the younger put the plates in the table. Jungkook laughed, and patted Hoseok's hand.
"Say, dad, what did you do to the poor fella? He came down this morning, all teary-eyed."
"Issue during a session." Is all he said, and walked over to Yoongi. Namjoon smiled at him, and went to his own masters.
"Hey.. I have staff for that." He said, and rested a hand on Yoongi's hip.
"I know. I kicked them out of the kitchen." He said, subconsciously leaning back into Taehyung. "I wanted to cook breakfast.. to apologize for last night."
Taehyung spluttered for a moment. "Apologize? You were in no way at fault. Honestly, it was my fault. I do want to talk about it though, and ask you some questions after breakfast."
Yoongi lowered his head, shutting the burner of the stove off, and nodded. He turned around, his eyes still red. Taehyung scoffed, and leaned down to press his lips to Yoongi's forehead.
"Don't cry."
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After breakfast, they had relocated back to Taehyung's bedroom. Yoongi saw the ropes and blindfold still sitting on the table he left them on.
"Sorry I left those out.. I didn't want to dig around to find where you p-"
"Don't worry about it, I'm not mad. I'm just worried about you."
Yoongi raised an eyebrow, not understanding. He had ruined last night.. why isn't he mad?
"Here.. sit down." Yoongi did, and Tae continued speaking.
"I'm not mad about last night. Relationships like these are not something to rush into, and we kind of are. However, I do promise that I am not mad. You have no idea how worried I got for you last night. Do you want to talk about it? What happened?"
Yoongi played with his fingers for a minute, before speaking. "I'm not sure. Maybe it was being abandoned? I've never been left alone like that before, and I got scared."
Taehyung nodded. "I understand. I will tell you, though, that I never left the room. I was here the whole time. I was just trying to teach a lesson in patience, but sometimes we get ahead of ourselves. Please don't feel bad. It can happen even years into relationships."
Yoongi nodded. He felt small.
"That being said.. I do want to formally ask you, if you would like to be in a relationship with me. Not just a normal, dating one. A relationship with sexual adventures, much like what we have already experienced. Of course, we would set up boundaries and safewords. I want to show you off to the world, but I also want you all for myself. Someone I can model, but someone I can have at night to keep safe, and maybe give you mindblowing orgasms, if you are in the mood. The relationship would come with titles however. We would be boyfriends, partners, but I would also be your master, and you would be whatever I please for the night. My slave, my whore, my personal cum-dumpster. Whatever the mood is."
Yoongi chewed on his bottom lip. Why did it sound perfect? Obviously, seeing last night, it wasn't all perfect, but... it sounded nice.
"Could I... have maybe a trial period?"
"That's not exactly how relationships work. Maybe if we were in a strictly bdsm relationship, sure. I will take it slow, for you, though. I won't push you."
He knew he could trust Taehyung.
"Yes.. I would like that."
Taehyung smiled, and wrapped his arms around Yoongi, pressing a kiss to his temple.
"One thing, though.. you'll have to call Jungkook and Hoseok, sir. You call me master, you call them sir. It's the same for Namjoon. He calls me sir."
Yoongi purses his lips, but nodded. That was fair.
"Also! Do you want to model for riskant?"
