Sure, Man | ot8

AH, FUCK. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'VE DONE THIS

"No way in hell am I trying that on. Not gonna happen." Yoongi walked in the opposite direction of the clothing rack, looking at the Forever21 exclusives and sighing at Changkyun's whining behind him. "Please? You'd look so cute! I'll even try one on with you, c'mon!" He tugged at Yoongi's shirt, pouting and clinging to his arm.

"That's another reason why I'm not going to. You'd look cute and already wear that, while I wouldn't even remotely pull it off." He stubbornly focused on a pair of slim jeans in front of him, sifting through the hangers one by one. He jumped when Minhyuk's face suddenly popped up between two shirts, glaring at the boy and turning around again only to be faced with a still pouting Changkyun. "I said I refuse! There is no reason for me to even try fitting in a skirt."

"But Kihyun would love it. I bet he's already thought about you in one." Yoongi nearly gaped at the youngest, but held himself together despite feeling hot breath and a delicate lick to the shell of his ear. Two can play it this game.

He moved his head to the side of Changkyun's neck, nuzzling the side of his neck and biting his earlobe lightly. The shorter gasped, pushing into Yoongi when he felt lips pressed right behind it. "What about you, hm? Would love to see you all dolled up for me instead, wouldn't you like that, princess?"

Changkyun whined breathily, opening his eyes to make sure nobody else was around. "You can't use my subby nature against me, that's just mean!" The pout was back full force, but this time was accompanied by a gentle blush along his full cheeks. Yoongi chuckled, pulling back and pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose.

"Fine, I'll admit that wasn't fair. If I try it on, will you shut up?" The boy beamed, and Yoongi just rolled his eyes before he walked over to grab a grey pleated skirt from the rack. He slipped into the changing booth, tugging the curtain closed as Minhyuk and Changkyun squealed quietly. They sat down on a bench across from the room, taking quietly until Yoongi walked out.

He'd tucked his band tee into the skirt, and used his black belt to wrap it around his waist. It was slightly cinched from the belt, and the skirt went a little lower than his mid-thigh. Minhyuk gasped dramatically, clearing his throat and trying his very hardest not to let his mind wander. Changkyun, the complete opposite of subtle, immediately jumped up and ran over to Yoongi, fawning over the look and making the older flush.

"You look like you wear this religiously, I don't see why you were complaining." Changkyun walked around to his back, gripping his hips for a second before flipping up the skirt. Yoongi screeched, grabbing Changkyun's hands and turning around.

"We're in public! I would really appreciate it if you'd stop being horny for a second and let me take this damn thing off!" His voice cracked in his frantic attempt to ward the other boy off, and it just made Changkyun giggle before another pair of arms wrapped around his middle.

"We may be the more submissive ones of the group, but that doesn't mean we couldn't destroy you." Minhyuk whispered in his ear, dropping his tone and making a hot jolt of something run straight to Yoongi's groin.

He gulped. "What makes you think I'm submissive?" Yoongi was trying his hardest to keep his voice steady, but it was proving nearly impossible with two pairs of hands on him at once. "You think we haven't seen the way you look at Kihyun? Hyungwon may be blind, but we sure know the difference between curiosity and lust."

aug. 11th, 2020