omega . knj x bts

( xxiv ) . accusations

⚠️ !! nsfw themes ahead !! i advise you to not read it if you are uncomfortable since this topic is also triggering to some people

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a few days later, yoongi was in his studio.

still in a daze from what happened last night, he was lazily looking around his studio for the pen drive he used to save his music for the upcoming album.

yoongi was feeling really stressed all over again as he frustratedly brushed his hands through his hair.

the irony is, his stress just got relieved last night.

vermillion colored ribbon on milky white skin, the colors contrasting each other, looking like blood, pure red blood.

the harmonious voice, the sinful sounds made.

at the moment, however, yoongi was more torn between reminiscing about sex or looking for his long gone pen drive.

he went through all his drawers, all his cabinets and even checked behind the furniture, it wasn't there.

"who could've taken it?" yoongi seethed.

the break was almost over and yoongi was mad, like really mad. he just wanted to prepare the songs so that they could get right into working when the break was over.

what can he say? min yoongi was a total workaholic

the real question is, why would someone take his pen drive right before the break is over, do they really want to die so badly?

if they did, they could've just asked.

yoongi grumbled as he tried not to pull his hair out of frustration, checking all over the studio once again for his missing pen drive.

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the smell of sex was the first thing that hit namjoon in the face when he entered hoseok and jimin's room.

he went there to talk to yoongi, but was met with a wholesome scene of jimin and hoseok cuddling, but the thing is, they were naked.

not so wholesome now.

before namjoon could go back, hoseok had already woken up.

"what do you want, bitch?" hoseok grumbles with his groggy morning voice.

"oh my god, daddy! do that again!" jimin whines in his sleep, trying to get to hoseok's neck, sniffing into it.

hoseok chuckled darkly, "later, kitten, i have to deal with something right now so be a good kitten and stay here," jimin nods unconsciously before falling back asleep.

"can you get out so i can put some clothes on?" hoseok snaps, annoyed. "or do you want to see me like this? you'll see that very soon, baby boy," hoseok smirks as he glanced at namjoon's flustered reaction.

"y-yes alpha," namjoon stutters before stepping out of the room and closing the door.

a few minutes later, the door opens and out came hoseok with a loose white shirt with the first few buttons unbuttoned and loose dress pants.

"come," hoseok whispers pulling namjoon by his pajama sleeve to the other room.

now, namjoon was confused, he didn't want to talk to hoseok, so why was he following hoseok's orders?

next thing namjoon knew, hoseok was cornering him.

"what do you want?" hoseok grits out.

"i need to talk to yoongi, do you know where he is?" namjoon squeaks.