𝙴𝚞𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊 || YoonMinKook

T h r e e

𝓢lamming his front door shut, Yoongi huffed out a breath of relief. He was finally home after a chaotic day at work. Once he was out of Taehyung's office, he went straight back to his Genius Lab (as he liked to call it) and grabbed his belongings before calling his manager to take him home.

The man knew he was sleeping right when he was in his bed. Yoongi trudged through the hallway, his whole body worn out from all the dancing he did earlier. His arms and legs ached, his back and neck hurting like a bitch. His entire build felt like crap after the wearing, insane work day.

He dropped his keys and keycard off in the kitchen, sleepily walking over to his bedroom. His home wasn't that big, just an apartment near to his work place but still too far to walk on foot. Yoongi would never walk to work anyway - too long he said.

Yoongi softly clicked the bedroom door open and stepped inside, flicking the switch to illuminate cool light from the bulb dangling from the ceiling. He sighed, gently shutting the door and waiting for the comforting clicking sound of the lock.

Relaxation hit Yoongi almost immediately when he flopped down onto his bed. He allowed his back to become less tense, his muscles relaxing in the comforting warmth of his comfy mattress. His duvet was fluffy and white, providing warmth and a snuggly night sleep.

Yoongi never had to change his mattress - the spongy feeling had always been the best for his body. The measurements fitted as if he was meant to be in this apartment. He always loved his comfortable duvet, pillows and mattress. Relieving him from any stress and discomfort.

Stripping from his clothes: he started with his sweater - pulling the clothing over his head and throwing it onto the floor - his tight jeans, slipping them off his pale legs and letting them pool on the floor, making sure to take his phone out and gently place it on his nightstand. He finished with his socks and shoes throwing them near the bedroom door.

He picked his body up for a second, propping his elbows up and resting them onto the covers underneath him. He turned to his nightstand and sighed, clearly annoyed. Yoongi forcefully bended down to open the top drawer of his nightstand and grabbed his phone charger from inside.

He hastily closed the drawer, inserting the plug in the socket above the nightstand before grabbing his phone and putting it on charge. The small male unlocked his phone, opening an app to set up his alarm for tomorrow morning.

However, Yoongi also tapped off the app he was on to move onto the reminders, adding the information for Friday onto there. Forgetting was Yoongi's weakness and to prevent that he always added reminders, he similarly added it onto his calendar app.

Finishing the business on his phone, he pushed the power button to sleep his phone and placed it gently onto the nightstand. Yoongi bit his lip, remembering the look on both of the men's faces inside the office. Jungkook and Jimin, a married couple. A CEO and his secretary.

The two had gave Yoongi suggestive, sensual looks during some of the talk. He noticed by the corner of his eye, the way they would communicate with each other quietly while glancing in Yoongi's direction.

The stares brought Yoongi's curious side out, the married couple looked as if they wanted to devour the poor male whole - To taint him in different ways. Yoongi was beyond anxious and confused about the whispers and glances from the pair.

Though, the man knew he grew quite hot, blushing and flustered by the obvious sensual intentions from the men. He felt his entire form drip with sweat, anxiety and heat. Yoongi could have practically melted, he wanted to rip all his clothing off at that point.

The office was suffocating to Yoongi, his body wanting to feel the touches of the two handsome, older men. Yoongi felt attraction towards them, a sexual drive pulling him ever so closer. The heat and lust for their touches alone became intimidating for Yoongi. The man felt trapped and submissive against the two, they swallowed any ounce of dominance from the male.

Yoongi oddly pained for the touch of the two men, his body reacting fast and he was ready to beg them on his knees to fuck him hard and rough. The man felt the painfully weird feeling circling his gut the entire time the two were around. Once they left the office and down the hall, Yoongi's body calmed down and went back to normal body temperature.

Intriguing it was to the man, very odd and weird. Suspicions arose in Yoongi's mind, he came up with the worst. The two couldn't be normal humans, he had thought but the small male knew that supernaturals don't exist. Unless they were in hiding, which they could have been.

Yoongi rubbed his forehead and groaned - the thoughts he was having and the intense silence in the room, suffocated him. He needed to clear his mind by going to sleep and no longer thinking about these two older men - just gently falling into a deep slumber until tomorrow morning.

The man tiredly lifted from his sitting position, walking to the switch and flicking the lights off. Fading until pitch black, Yoongi blindly followed his way to his bed, feeling around to come into contact with the fluffy duvet.

He smiled happily once he did, tugging the blanket away and climbing inside before placing the soft covers back over his bare form. Half naked - the man snuggled into his bed, the warmth blanketing any cold from his small frame.

Yoongi noticed the odd heat which raised in his body, the presence of someone in his bedroom made him slightly shiver. With heavy-lidded chocolate brown orbs, Yoongi glanced around the room.

To his surprise there was a silhouette outside of his window, from behind the already closed curtains. He tilted his head, lifting his body so he was sitting up. Yoongi spoke up in a deep, raspy voice. "H-hello?" The tiredness showed through his rough and gritty vocalised speech.

Nothing was heard or said back, the apartment was pin-drop silent except for the dog next door which would always bark at something at this time of night. Yoongi glanced to take a glimpse of whatever was behind the curtain from the small slit but the fabric only blew and revealed no one on the other side of the window.

Yoongi was beyond confused, slowly letting his body slide back all the way under the duvet. He pouted his lips, rubbing his head against the pillow. His eyes shaped into narrow slits while staring at the now still curtains.

After a while, Yoongi calmed down thinking he just imagined it before he closed his eyes to forget about what he saw. He heard the similar sound of something tapping against his window but thought nothing of it before he allowed himself to drift happily into a calming dreamland.

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A/N: OH MY GOD! People are actually reading this book- Never thought that would happen.😅
Anywho, hope you enjoy my story so far! And liked this filler chapter.
Goodbye from your Author and stay safe!💖💞