Apple | Taegi✔️

Five

To say that Yoongi woke up in an odd way would be an understatement.

He had fallen asleep against Taehyung without realizing it. Perhaps he was fine with it at first. Taehyung was comfortable to snuggle up to and after small talk, they eventually both positioned themselves in Yoongi's blankets to take a nap. Yoongi decided to keep his nose nuzzling Taehyung's neck. Maybe it was something he just enjoyed doing.

His arm was wrapped around Taehyung's waist, just holding onto him, and Taehyung was doing the same thing. Yoongi fell asleep easily like that. Like it was the easiest start of a nap ever. But then a little dream came along. And of course Yoongi would dream about Taehyung. As if last night wasn't hard enough.

His dream was oddly painful.

Not because of any real pain. But in his dream, Taehyung was doing the same thing that he had been picturing last night. Yoongi was laid out across his own bed, Taehyung above him with his hair covering most of his eyes. What wasn't covered by his hair was staring straight down at Yoongi. Taehyung had a smirk on his face— and his thigh..

His thigh.

Yoongi never knew he had such a thing for teasing or a thing for thighs. He also never knew he could think of Taehyung in such a naughty way.

Dream Taehyung rolled his hips, his upper thigh pressing into Yoongi's cock, which was already hard in his dream. Yoongi whimpered at the sight, at the feeling. It felt real. Taehyung smirked and before Yoongi knew it, dream Taehyung was diving into his neck and biting gently before he started to suck. His breath was just as uneven as Yoongi's.

Yoongi whimpered again as Taehyung started moving faster. His actions drove the older crazy. The way Taehyung reached his hand up from beside Yoongi and pulled at his hair, making Yoongi's head turn to the side so that Taehyung could suck more bruises onto his skin. Yoongi couldn't stop from nearly panting as his scalp burned pleasantly.

  "Hyung?"

Yoongi whimpered helplessly at the sound of Taehyung's deep, dreamy voice.

"Hyung? Are you okay?"

And that's how Yoongi woke up with his face buried into Taehyung's neck, gripping tightly onto him now. Yoongi's eyes widened and he backed away from Taehyung— real Taehyung.

"W-What?" Yoongi looked at Taehyung in surprise. Confusion was stuck onto his face as he scanned Yoongi's face, searching for an answer. Yoongi was stunned.

Had he really dreamed that?

"Were you having a bad dream?" Taehyung interrogated. He reached his hand up and pushed back Yoongi's hair, which was a little sweaty. Taehyung looked so innocent and Yoongi was lucky that he didn't seem suspicious to him in any way.

"Y-Yeah." Yoongi blinked, lying.

What the fuck is wrong with him? That can not be a normal occurrence. Yoongi can't keep imagining Taehyung in that way. Hell, this boy was pure innocence. Taehyung, the boy who gave Yoongi an apple. The one who told Yoongi 'Fruit is good luck'. The boy who has gleaming eyes and an innocent, pretty smile. Yoongi shouldn't be thinking like that.

Taehyung wrapped his arm tighter around Yoongi. "Don't worry, hyung." He beamed. "No more bad dreams for you, okay?" He pulled Yoongi closer in by his waist. Yoongi tried not to think to much about the way he was being touched and handled by the younger.

"Yeah." Yoongi hummed. "No more bad dreams. You want to nap a little longer?" He asked quietly, changing the subject.

Taehyung nodded, his chin pressing into Yoongi's head. "Of course."