a house made of cards and us inside | ot6 + yoongi

Yoongi feels embarrassment overpower his senses as he realizes just how ridiculous he looks right now. Min Yoongi, a famous producer, known for his intense rap style, bent on his bed and fucking himself desperately with his fingers as tears roll down his cheeks, drool escaping his lips. He feels his hand cramp up when he's three fingers in, moving at such a ridiculously fast pace that he didn't even know he could go for. His hole clamps tightly around his fingers, a specifically sensitive spot making him moan out through every thrust.

He releases all over his bed, collapsing on the mattress as he feels tiredness consume him whole. He pulls his fingers out of his ass, only to be painfully reminded that nothing is ever enough. His walls clench at the feeling of being empty, but Yoongi's tired eyes want nothing more than to rest for the day.

And as he drifts off to sleep that day, he couldn't help but hate himself for wishing that he has a knot nudged into him right now so he wouldn't have to feel so unsatisfied and alone.