𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 ⇢ 𝑻𝒂𝒆𝑱𝒐𝒐𝒏

Chapter 8

It was 6 in the morning when Hoseok woke up. He felt warm...and sticky, then suddenly remembered last night.

"Shit" he whispered-yelled, trying not to wake up the sleeping Namjoon. He tried his best to get up from the hold of Namjoon, trying to not wake him up, but he was suddenly pulled backed down. Uhmpf- as he fell back to the bed. Namjoon wrapped his arms around tighter almost suffocating Hoseok between the bed and Joons body. Hoseok tried again but the arms around him wouldn't budge. He sighed. He looked at Joon, sleeping away in dreamland, and smiled. He gently pushed away Joons arms and rolled out of bed slowly. He looked at himself then to Namjoon and back to him. The white liquid dried onto them, making their bodies feel sticky as they were sleeping. 'I'm guessing we both forgot to clean each others off', Hoseok thought making his way into the bathroom to clean himself off. He then walked out of the shower and wrapped a fresh, dried towel around his waist, and towards Namjoons closet where he slipped on a black hoodie and black jeans. Oh, and can't forget the black socks.
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'Damn these are comfy as hell!' he walked back to the bathroom as he adjusted the hoodie, 'I need to get a pair of this hoodie. Who would've thought-' he thought but was soon distracted by Namjoon moving around to face his back towards Hoseok. He smiled and walked over to Joon, to join him in bed.

"Baby~" Hoseok pouted whilst spooning him, "Wake up~ I'm hungry"

Namjoon groaned, "Then make food" he exhaustedly said, curling up into a ball. Hoseok whispered a moan, as his groin was nudged by Namjoons ass.

"Please baby?" Moving slightly forwards so his groin could be felt by Namjoons ass. With that being told, Namjoon welped and quickly got off the bed managing to fall down the bed.

"The hell Hoseok!?" Namjoon srunched his face while groaning in pain from the sudden fall off.

"I'm hungry baby" Hoseok lifted himself with his elbow and made eye contact with Joon, "Go make some for your husband?" Turning his gaze down to Joons chest

"God damnit Hoseok! We aren't married, so don't call me 'husband' and second of all-" Namjoon tugged at the blanket and rose it up to his chest, fully covering his body's view from Hoseok, "-STOP STARING PERVERT!!" gripping the blanket

Hoseok got up and sat at the edge of the bed where Namjoon was, "Stop your nonsense Joon, we've already fucked meaning I've explored every inch of your body" he smirked. Namjoon looked down at himself and back up at Hoseok. His face flushed bright red, still keeping eye contact. Hoseok winked creating a flustered Joonie to look away..

"Alright fine! Just go leave so I can change"

"No can do baby"

"Hoseok" he glared at him

"I've already seen you naked and filled you up good baby. No need to be shy anymore"

"Now you're just teasing me for fun" Namjoon lifted the blanket higher above his body

"I'll tease you again tonight then. How's that sound baby?" Hoseok smirked cocking his head aside, still keeping the eye contact.

'God damnit this man!' Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows and tossed the blanket over Hoseoks head, making a dash for the bathroom. He shut the door and sighed, meanwhile Hoseok chuckled underneath the blanket thrown at him.
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He took a bite of the last piece of egg and drank the water up, washing down the food in his throat

"I only know how to make simple dishes so sorry 'bout that" Namjoon told Hoseok,

"Nah, you're good. I don't like big meals for breakfast anyways" putting on a smile. He turned his head around to where Namjoon was washing the dirty plates: staring at him while he was scrubbing the dirty spots off, bubbles starting to rise as the sponge rubbed against the plates surface, his sleeves getting wet every time he gets the sponge close to the dishes, being splattered by a bit of water each time. The clumsy man's actions made Hoseok turn on a little chuckle, getting Namjoons attention.