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Adore you || Yoongi - Hoseok
Hoseok nibbled Yoongi’s lip slightly as he began to pull away, shy to admit that he never wanted the feeling to end. Hoseok blushed at the thought of having an entire day of just kissing Yoongi nonstop, embarrassed to admit that it would probably be the best day of his entire life. When he had finally pulled away completely he gazed into Yoongi’s eyes, noticing that they were a bit red and swollen around the edges and a bit cloudy. Hoseok pouted slightly, knowing this was not the look of the Yoongi he grew to know and love. He shyly reached up and laced his fingers with the other boy as he went to spread his arms apart, nodded and coughing slightly.
"Well… I wanted to kiss you that much too so I just wanted to make sure i wasn’t the only one here…" Hoseok chuckled and widened his eyes as Yoongi pointed out the small mole on his upper lip. It wasn’t a feature he necessarily paid much attention to on a daily basis and the fact that Yoongi had appreciated it so much made him flush in happiness.
Hoseok cocked an eyebrow, surprised that Yoongi had agreed so quickly and so flirtatiously. He started to wonder if being high made you do stupid things and regret them in the morning, he didn’t want Yoongi to regret all this in the morning. Or worse, not remember any of it. He slowly stood up, noticing Yoongi stumbling slightly and wobbling. Hoseok pouted, wrapping a solid arm around the other’s small waist and letting him lean against him as he lead the other to his dorm room.
"I don’t want you falling…" Hoseok mumbled as a silent explanation, opting to take the elevator to his room in fear of Yoongi falling down four flights of stairs. As Hoseok unlocked the door he waited for Yoongi to wander inside before shutting and locking the door, immediately stripping off his heavy jacket and restraining skinny jeans leaving him in a simple tshirt and his boxers. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and blushed, "I hope you don’t mind or anything, I just can’t relax on my bed if I’m wearing such restraining pants you know what I mean?"
Yoongi juts his bottom lip out at Hoseok's words and holds onto the fingers now wrapped around his own, spreading them even wider apart to put emphasize to his words, "no, Hoseok! I really wanted to kiss you- don't you see? I don't think my arms can go any farther!" If he was sober, he would probably put his thoughts into better words- describing how Yoongi really felt about kissing Hoseok; that it was both confusing him and making his chest flutter with the mere thought and now that they finally kissed, Yoongi felt like he was higher than cloud nine, he would create a whole new cloud to the feeling of kissing Hoseok- but all he can do is childishly throw his arms around, something he hopes he will forget doing.
He follows Hoseok, slowly at first- Yoongi's eyes are all messed up- but quickly enough he regains his balance, although he much prefers to lean on Hoseok for support. "You don't want me falling but here I am- falling for you," Yoongi bursts out in loud laughter at the cheesy words he would never dare to say unless he bumped his head so hard he would lose his right mind. This would add to the list of things he would like to forget, or rather, for Hoseok to forget- he's not sure what would be better.
For the rest of their walk to Hoseok's dorm room Yoongi keeps quiet, still pressing himself against Hoseok for no good reason at all for he already gained his balance; but this was a rare opportunity and Hoseok felt more than nice against his side. Yoongi sighs at the sight of a bed, he's been sitting on cold, cement ground and highly uncomfortable benches- a bed was paradise compared to those.
He shrugs off his thick coat and throws it carelessly on the floor before jogging towards the bed; another rare sight, and collapsing on it with a soft groan; he would never admit taking a long sniff of the pillow that smelled like Hoseok. By the time Yoongi turns around, Hoseok is already kicking off his pants; causing Yoongi's cheeks to flush at the unexpected action. "Yeah...I guess that makes sense. I don't go to sleep with pants on, either." Yoongi laughs breathily, his eyes traveling downwards to admire the sight in front of him; definitely not something he thought he would see so soon. He kept silent for a few moments, merely taking the sight of Hoseok's legs in- was he seriously getting bothered by legs? Yoongi couldn't be that over heels, could he Lifting his hips off the bed, Yoongi tries to keep himself in the air for long enough to tug off his own jeans, but the buttons which seemed too difficult to undo were getting in the way. Yoongi whines probably too loudly and dramatically at not being able to pop the buttons open; his fingers kept slipping off and resisting him. "Hoseok..." He whispers in defeat, feeling out of breath and too shy to talk aloud, "can you take me pants off for me? I mean, help me...to take my pants off. I think they're stuck..." He curls his thumbs into the hem of his jeans, tugging on them slightly while looking at the other with the best sad-face he can muster, showing how strongly stuck the pants were on his hips; he even forgot to what extent he was shy about other people seeing his legs, but it just flew away from his mind; the sight of a semi-naked Jung Hoseok and the mere fluttering in his chest managed to distract him completely.
Adore you || Yoongi - Hoseok
Hoseok chuckled softly as he heard Yoongi’s soft whine when he pulled away, leaning back in slightly to peck his lips once more because it felt nice. He paused in front of Yoongi’s lips slightly, deciding it wouldn’t hurt to just steal a few more soft pecks on the other’s lips. Hoseok shivered, feeling himself starting to melt against Yoongi again, trying to have enough self control to actually pull away. He flushed bright red, embarrassed that he was doing this with Yoongi in such a public setting. Even though it was late at night, anybody could hypothetically walk by and see them and he really didn’t need anybody gossiping about the two of them. Hoseok didn’t really have a sexuality, he was nice to everybody, which meant that he had his fair share of gay slurs thrown at him over the years and he wouldn’t want to push that onto Yoongi.
Hoseok smiled slightly, pushing loose strands of Yoongi’s hair behind his ear, “Well how long have you felt like kissing me? Is this something that was just random or did you actually want to kiss me?” Hoseok laughed, his words not making much sense. He wondered if getting high was contagious or something and Yoongi had infected him, I mean they had kissed so maybe that meant Hoseok was high too.
"Well why don’t you come to my dorm with me then? Maybe my bed is more comfortable than yours…" Hoseok blushed at the implication of his sentence, "I-I mean you know… not like doing anything weird or anything just laying down and sleeping! Yeah… I’m tired but I don’t want to leave you… I mean if you want to leave that’s fine… I mean…" Hoseok looked down, playing with his own fingers in nervousness before noticing Yoongi cuddling closer to him. He held the boy tighter, sensing that he should comfort him for reasons that he wasn’t really aware of himself.
"Are you okay Yoongi-ah? I’m right here okay, you don’t need to worry… I will protect you."
Yoongi couldn't and didn't want to hold back he smile that spread on his lips as soon as he felt Hoseok leaning in again, returning Hoseok's kisses with a satisfied hum; the high was intensifying the feel and Yoongi would be lying if he said that Hoseok's lips didn't feel amazing against his own- it made soft, pleasant shivers go down his spine and for his breathe to catch in his throat because of how hard Yoongi was focusing on moving his lips against Hoseok's own; he liked how it felt like he was melting each time the older's lips were pressed to his.
When he finally pulled away, Yoongi couldn't tear his eyes away from Hoseok; always darting them all over the other's face and admiring it for such a close range. He hums in thought at the question before reaching up with his hands and placing them in both sides of him, "This much, I felt like kissing you this much." Yoongi snorts with a dumb smile, draping his arms over the other's shoulders once again, "I don't know...I just wanted to. Your lips look so...soft when you talk and you have this really cute mole on your upper lip," Yoongi leans in to press another kiss to the other's lips, "right there, that mole. I just wanted to kiss you." He shrugs one shoulder, trying to avoid Hoseok's gaze.
He doesn't even feels it when one side of his lips curls into a smirk, chuckling under his breathe at the impactions of Hoseok's words and the images appearing in front of his eyes, "yeah, I'm sure your bed it more comfortable than mine...but I can't be sure if I didn't try it out." Yoongi isn't one to flirt in such a vulgar way, but the frustration evident of Hoseok's features only eggs him on; he really likes pushing Hoseok's limits for no good reason.
Yoongi nods his head with a soft smile and pushes himself to stand up; he doesn't like no having Hoseok's warmth around him but he has no choice. Stumbling slightly, Yoongi barely catching himself before falling over and he bursts into loud laughter as he takes the other's hand in his, mumbling quietly when Hoseok stands up, "take me to your bed." Yoongi covers his mouth with his free hand to muffle his snickers, his feet slightly wobbly as he tries to walk in a straight line towards the dorm building.
Would you bottom or top Hoseok?
Wow, I- uh, I have no idea? I never really…did…had sex with a guy before so if anything, Hoseok’s my first, I guess.Shit, this is embarrassing.Um, I think that it would just take its own way when we get to it…I don’t know what he would prefer so I can’t really…”fit myself”, wouldn’t be a good expression, right?Oh hell, yeah, anyway we’ll just have to wait and see…I don’t know.
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What does kissing Hoseok feel like?
Oh…man, I don’t even know how to answer this without embarrassing myself, in all honesty.I like how it takes my breathe away, even if it’s just a peck- Hoseok just manages to do that somehow, and it’s annoying and mindblowing at the same time.It also feels just generally…nice, you know? I like how he’s holding me or how he wraps his arms around me and it makes me feel secure and less shy and I like holding him back or having my arms around him.And I like how his hands tremble a little and how nervous Hoseok is sometimes because it’s unlike him and just completely cute.Yeah, I have a lot of things to say, but I probably should hold myself back. I just really, really, really like kissing him.
Adore you || Yoongi - Hoseok
Hoseok was slightly scared by how much Yoongi’s hands were shaking, his smile causing him to tear up and shake his head, suddenly very nervous, “N-No… it’s not okay…. you’re shaking so badly….” Hoseok whimpered softly as Yoongi rambled on about things that no longer made sense to him, feeling very overwhelmed suddenly. He didn’t want to show Yoongi that he was upset, somehow knowing that it would make the situation worse, so he just simply tried to play along with whatever Yoongi was saying.
"I don’t like bows in my hair either… but the green ones are okay because it is my favorite color!" Hoseok laughed nervously, running his hand through his hair and wondering what Yoongi was talking about. It scared the shit out of him, he knew that this would eventually pass, that Yoongi would eventually be back to his normal self and he could talk to Hoseok and make sense. Hoseok didn’t know how long it would take for somebody to stop being high, would it last for a day or something? Would it stop soon? Hoseok was so confused.
Hoseok didn’t realize how even more confused he was about to become.
He was confused as Yoongi came closer, widening his eyes as he felt the other’s lips on his own. This wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Hoseok always pictured their first kiss after he had poured out his heart to Yoongi, telling him how much he cared for the other, and Yoongi would reciprocate shyly. However Hoseok wasn’t even sure if Yoongi even liked him or if it was just his not sober mind making him do things. Hoseok hesitantly returned the kiss, slowly melting against the other and circling his arms around the smaller boy’s waist. It felt so right to be able to hold Yoongi like this.
But it was so wrong.
Hoseok pulled away hesitantly, his hands shaking as he whispered to Yoongi, “Y-Yoongi-ah? W-Why are you kissing me? Are you sure it’s not just because you’re drunk right now? I-I should try and get you back into your dorm or something… You need rest… I-I….” Hoseok bit his lip, uncertain and confused about what to do with a willing Yoongi practically in his lap.
A breathe of relief leaves Yoongi when he feels Hoseok returning the kiss, he was afraid that the other would be grossed out and push him away and will stop talking to him- it always happened in movies. Hoseok's arms felt like his lifeline when they circled Yoongi's middle and he kept clinging to that feeling; as if Hoseok was making everything better. Hoseok's lips felt so right against his own, like they were meant to be there in first place and a voice in the back of Yoongi's mind tells him that he should've done this earlier- but Yoongi only reasons that later is better than never.
Yoongi can feel Hoseok slipping away, he can feel the warmth radiating off of him crawling away and subconsciously, Yoongi grips tighter the neckline of the other's shirt and leans in just a second more, before the realization of Hoseok pulling away hits him and all Yoongi can return is a soft whine and a pout, unwillingly opening his eyes.
Hoseok's stuttering and general confusion amuse Yoongi in an odd way and he does his best not to burst into laughter, pushing the back of his left hand against his lips; which still tingle from kissing Hoseok, and keep the laugh safe inside. Shaking his head, he says quietly, "I felt like kissing you, so I did. And I don't want to go back to my dorm..." Yoongi feels the pouting evident in his voice, "you feel better than my bed." He means that Hoseok is warmer and felt more like home than his own room, but Yoongi can't possibly say it aloud when he barely allows himself to think that.
To prove his point, Yoongi is brazen enough in his state to push Hoseok against the back of the bench and swing one of his legs over Hoseok's own, and sit down in his lap; his smile wide with triumph. "I really like being like this...with you." Yoongi slurs and breaks his words with short fits of laughter which causes the sentence to not make much sense but Yoongi hopes that Hoseok doesn't understand because this entire situation is embarrassing, but Yoongi just can't stop.
He can hear voices and footsteps, and it's scary because Yoongi doesn't know if they are real or if his mind is making it up to scare him so he looks at Hoseok, but the older is looking away with that same shy expression, and although Yoongi adores it- Yoongi also hoped that Hoseok's expression would have the answers. Yoongi opts and burying himself deeper in the other's loose hold, the sounds add to the headache the lights are causing and the feeling of not having enough air is back; Yoongi just wants Hoseok to talk and talk and talk like he always does, so at least one thing around him will feel normal.
Adore you || Yoongi - Hoseok
Hoseok felt his heart pang at Yoongi’s cute words, pouting and shaking his head, “It’s a mean building but don’t worry Yoongi-ah, it’s not going to hurt us okay? You don’t have to get mad at it…” Hoseok was so conflicted, his mind going back and forth, he doesn’t like that Yoongi is in this state and he doesn’t want to be having conversations with him like this, but he can’t help but love how adorable Yoongi is acting, wondering if this is what his actual personality is like when he isn’t hiding it.
He continued to slowly card his fingers through Yoongi’s hair, enjoying the feeling of the other’s hair. Hoseok furrowed his brows in confusion, not really understanding why Yoongi was handing him money, and 1,000 won at that. Hoseok silently slipped the bill back into Yoongi’s pocket and hummed softly, happy that he was keeping the other warm but still slightly doubting him from the way he would violently shake in his arms, “Am I really making you warm, you feel so cold though…” Hoseok could sense Yoongi’s uneasy nature and it made him uncomfortable. Hoseok had never been high before and didn’t know how to deal with somebody under the influence.
Hoseok chuckled, “Do you want me to go buy a bow and then I can put it in my hair?” He blushed slightly, noticing Yoongi’s gaze flicker to his lips for a brief moment. He subconsciously covered them, but then slowly let his hand fall, biting his lip and looking into Yoongi’s eyes, “O-Oh? What can be a present from me then?”
"I'm not cold! Here, look." Yoongi reaches out and takes a hold of Hoseok's hand; not realizing how shaky it was and how cold it was because of staying unprotected in the weather, it was warm for him because how fast his blood was pumping; causing his cheeks to become rosy and almost as brightly red as his eyes were. "See? Maybe it's your hands that feel cold and that make you think I'm cold, too..." Yoongi looks up with something that feels to him like a reassuring smile, while in reality it just looked silly.
Shaking his head, Yoongi furrows his eyebrows as he sees in front of his eyes bows appearing in Hoseok's hair; all in different colors, and making weird bow shapes in his hair. It made Yoongi's ears ring and his head hurt, he opted on shaking his head and blinking the images away. "No, it's fine. I like your hair without bows better. You don't look very well with bows in your hair, especially the green ones...which is sad, because it's your favorite color." Yoongi keeps on rambling, the slur now becoming less evident in his words.
Yoongi holds himself back from smiling the best he can, sealing his lips into a thin line when he feels the corners of his lips curling upwards. The way Hoseok acted shyly around Yoongi was nothing other than cute and endearing- mostly because Yoongi didn't see himself as someone Hoseok should feel shy around, if anything, it was Yoongi who should've became shy around Hoseok. "Seeing you don't have money on you...I can only think of one thing." It's unlike Yoongi to be flirtatious and be so obvious about it, and it doesn't even registers in his mind that he's acting out of the ordinary- especially around Hoseok, whom he's been having weird thoughts of lately, thoughts he did not expect to have around his best friend.
His teeth sink into his bottom lip as Yoongi starts to slowly lean in, his hands tightening the hold around the other's neck and his eyes fall shut when his lips finally meet Hoseok. This is definitely not the way he imagined it- not that Yoongi thought of kissing Hoseok in first place, but if he did, Yoongi wouldn't expect himself to be high or drunk or both, and he thought that Hoseok would be the one to initiate it; something told Yoongi he wouldn't be able to do it himself, that's where his shyness came along. Yoongi kept surprising himself that evening with how bold he was; parting his lips and pressing himself closer to Hoseok, almost close enough to sit in his lap, and Yoongi didn't even think of the possibility that scared him most- someone catching them kissing outside at the middle of the camps, and it was night time at that.
Adore you || Yoongi - Hoseok
Hoseok noticed the blunt in between Yoongi’s lips, pouting at the object and taking it out of the other boy’s mouth like a father scolding his child, throwing the object behind them. Before Yoongi could throw a temper tantrum he tried soothing his hand over the other’s back in a calming way, trying to assure the other that he will get it back later even though he wouldn’t be getting that back as long as he was around the other. Hoseok didn’t want to ruin Yoongi’s fun, he knew the other was not in a good place right now, the high would eventually die and he would feel like shit, and Hoseok was going to be there for him because that’s what friends are for.
Hoseok had to giggle at Yoongi’s childish behavior, even though the other was so high he wasn’t even sure he would remember it, Hoseok couldn’t help but find it adorable. “Yes, Yoongi-ah it’s me! I just found you here like this, I don’t know about a man who carried you here… I was coming from the library right there, you see that building? Seokie had to work really hard because of a really big paper you know…” Hoseok cooed almost as if he was talking to a child, trying to be patient with the other’s slurred words that barely made any sense to him.
He watched as Yoongi’s eyes blinked rapidly, not seeming to focus on anything and continually darting around, it made him nervous. He bit his lip, still slowly stroking Yoongi’s hair strands with his fingers, “You must feel great right? You might not feel that great later though… so that’s why I am going to stay with you okay? If you get too cold we can go up to my room and warm up.”
Blushing as Yoongi nuzzled himself against his neck, his arms shook nervously as he wrapped them around the small boy’s slim waist. Hoseok had a crush on Yoongi for a long time now, but he was almost positive that Yoongi did not reciprocate his feelings because of how distant the other was. However, right now this was everything that Hoseok had ever wanted, even though Yoongi wasn’t sober and probably didn’t mean any of this.
"I-I’m here because I wanted to be with you. As for a present, isn’t my existence enough?" Hoseok laughed loudly, but quickly quieted down when he realized he didn’t want attention to be drawn to himself. He pulled Yoongi closer to him, trying not to squeeze the other’s frail body too hard but not wanting to let him go, "Are you sure you aren’t cold? Your body is freezing right now…"
Yoongi looked up at Hoseok from his position, his bottom lip poking out absentmindedly as he listened to the other talk, "oh no, Seokie...all the way over there?" Yoongi looked over at the library building and it looked so far away; he couldn't believe Hoseok came all the way from there, "don't work too hard! It probably not fun..." Yoongi pulls the older closer to him and shoots the coldest glare he can manage to the building, not liking how it made Hoseok tired.
He softly hums and lets his eyes flutter shut when he feels fingers carding through his hair, sighing softly at the feeling that Yoongi doesn't realize how much he missed. "I don't know what you're talking about, I feel great!" He grins and fumbles with his pockets to take out a wallet, "I think I have some money left...you can buy something, too! Then you will feel amazing like this, too!" Yoongi takes out the only paper bill he has left and places it in Hoseok's hand with a proud smile. "I'm not cold, you are keeping me warm." He mumbles somewhat shyly.
When Hoseok pulled Yoongi closer, he felt as if his breath was taken away from him- Yoongi couldn't tell if it was because of how close the two were, or because of how he felt he didn't have enough space around him; Yoongi looked around the place and noticed all the open space around them, which obviously had enough air for him- but his suddenly paranoid mind made it seem like he couldn't breathe, all Yoongi could do was hide in Hoseok's chest and constantly glance down to check if those were Hoseok's arms holding him and not someone else's.
"No, no. I'm real warm!" Yoongi insists and he's sure that Hoseok would find it reasonable; Yoongi had himself cuddled in the other's hold and also had a big coat on him- even Yoongi's barely working mind found it to be right. But of course, in reality Yoongi's hands were shaking; the amount of alcohol he drank and drugs he smoked were larger than he did for a long time and the impact hit his body like a wave; causing Yoongi's body be cold and feel warm on the inside because of the alcohol, his eyesight blurry and out of focus.
The suffocating feeling only gets worse, and although Yoongi likes it more than he should when Hoseok is holding him he pulls away and sits up, his lids slowly blinking as he tried to stay focus on the other's features. "You? But you can't be a present...you don't have a bow. I can think of a present from you, though." Yoongi's mouth curls into a lopsided smile as his eyes fall down to the other's lips briefly; having the least of self-control to not just lean in and kiss Hoseok.
If you left the roleplay why do you still roleplay with Hoseok?
i know it's probably not fair or right to do that, but i seriously didn't have the time for roleplaying as yoongi anymore. i kind of lost my muse although i still love my little minsuga, it's just that with all the extra hours the school is giving me- i don't have time. but rping with hoseok makes me feel better like...it gives me something to look forward to, i guess??? it feels like home. ;u; ♥
Adore you || Yoongi - Hoseok
Hoseok yawned slightly, slowly dragging his feet from the library as the lights were shut off. Another night spent in the library until closing time, Hoseok sighed as he ran his hand through his hair slowly. His paper was coming along so slowly, he was never really that studious in the first place so he had a lot of trouble when it came to anything like writing papers or taking exams. He decided to walk around the back of the library in order to take a shortcut back to the dorms, he didn’t really like going through this area at night but he was tired and he figured if he walked quickly it would be over quicker. Many drunk people usually hung out back here on the weekends, doing drugs and things that scared Hoseok. He would have a drink or two and get drunk every once in awhile, but drugs scared the shit out of him.
Hoseok tried to avoid eye-contact with a certain figure that seemed to look lost, but he couldn’t help himself as he turned and saw one of his best friends Yoongi slouched against the wall with some sort of giant cigarette in his hand. Hoseok walked closer to him and reached out to place a hand on his shoulder, voicing out in a concerned voice, “Y-Yoongi?” Hoseok pouted, not liking the look in his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot red and glazed over, not looking there at all. He realized Yoongi was trying to tell him something but only mumbles came out. Hoseok wrapped his arm around Yoongi’s shoulder, leading him to a nearby bench where they could sit down and attempt to have a conversation.
Hoseok knew in the back of his head that this was going nowhere.
He pouted, brushing the shorter boy’s hair out of his eyes and whispering, “Are you okay? What happened? Is everything alright? I’m always here for you Yoongi…. why are you like this? Do you need me to do anything? I don’t really know what to do but I can take care of you… I think…”
Yoongi thinks he tries to protest, but his body is probably not obeying his mind because he can feel himself being pulled up to his feet and stumbling slightly but someone's hands catch him before Yoongi can fall; he just wants to sit down and smoke to his heart's content.
He figures that the man will try to take away his blunt, which was now possessively stuck between his lips as Yoongi tried to drag it out not too quickly; he didn't want to faint after all, and one of his hands was holding the stranger's own while Yoongi's second hand was curled into the other's shirt in a weird try to not lose his balance.
The voice was familiar, too familiar, but now the bright lights coming from the lamps beside the bench and alongside the walk were blinding his eyes and Yoongi had to squeeze them shut for a while and hold his hands in front of him; just in case something happened, as he tried to hold himself back from doubling over and throwing up- being drunk and bright lights was never a good mix for Yoongi.
Soon enough, the dizziness leaves his head and he can finally open his eyes and decipher the words that the other person was shooting at him a mile a minute, blinking his eyes a few times before turning. "Seokie!" Yoongi throws his arms up in the air in a childish manner that never suited Min Yoongi and his behavior; he would never call Hoseok in cute sounding nicknames, not around him anyway, and would never act that way around Hoseok; he thought that the older wouldn't like it if he did so, so Yoongi acted nonchalantly at most times. "I'm so glad you here...listen, there was this guy who dragged me here and- and it was scary, you know? Because I didn't know him, but then you appear here and I'm happy!" Yoongi tries to talk as clearly as he, can he thinks he did a pretty good job- his ears didn't catch any mistakes, although his words were slurred and his lisp was back; it wasn't important enough for him.
"Why would you need to take care of me? I feel great!" Yoongi laughs loudly enough for his voice to have an echo around them and he blinks too frequently because the lights are too bright and his eyes sting but he doesn't want to look away from Hoseok. Leaning forward, Yoongi wraps his arms around Hoseok's shoulders and lets out a sudden fit of giggles; totally ruining the image he created himself, as he leans in to nuzzle his nose in the crook of the other's neck; trying to be sneaky, but probably not being successful, as he tries to breath in Hoseok's scent without Hoseok noticing. "Why- why you here? Did you get me birthday presents?" Yoongi mumbles and it's barely audible now that he is completely pressed up against Hoseok.
Adore you || Yoongi - Hoseok
An occasion that wasn't one of Yoongi's favorites was his own birthday, mostly because back home no one really mentioned it- his older brother would give him some money and ruffle his hair but he never got a congratulations from his parents; his step-dad didn't know and didn't care and the gift he got from his mother was her actually smiling at him for one day a year.
When Yoongi grew older and started hanging out with the "popular" kids in his school, they started a tradition. Collecting all the money they had; which wasn't a lot, and Yoongi chose to spend the money his brother used to give him, to buy the most expensive alcoholic beverage that was in the store they found. As he grew older, the same tradition was used for drugs as well and then it was the two combined when his friends started working and Yoongi would still money from his parents, not that they noticed a few missing bucks.
Enrolling into university, Yoongi knew he won't be able to do all that became a habit but a tradition was a tradition, and what's a better way to spend your birthday than to get drunk or high or both by yourself?
Yoongi, through his connections, was able to get both of the needed items to complete the mission of keeping his tradition without getting caught, and there's no better place in campus than behind the library to do that- which would be there after midnight? Yoongi was pretty sure it was closed, too.
And all that led him to where he is now, dressed in a big coat to keep himself warm and hopefully out of sight for any by passer, a couple of empty soju bottles on the floor behind Yoongi and a thick blunt between his chapped lips; eyes closed and head placed against the wall of the library.
A noise of steps knocks Yoongi out of his world; he certainly did not expect anyone that wasn't crazy to be out at the cold and especially at the library. Leaning forward, Yoongi tries to recognize the silhouette without being seen but he only curses under his breath when he hears the steps coming closer.
"Yoongi?" He doesn't know where from, but that voice sounds too familiar and it makes his heart jump and his lungs miss a breath. Yoongi only mumbles something in return, doing his best to ignore that feeling; his tongue was too heavy anyway and he felt like he couldn't pronounce his own name.
Hoseok grinned slightly as he picked up his phone and dialed one of the only numbers he knew by heart, his boyfriend's. He sat in silence as he waited for the other to wake up and answer, but to no avail. Hoseok pouted, sad that the other was still sleeping but decided to leave a voice message regardless. He coughed as the tone to leave a message sounded, smiling to himself, "Hey there sleepyhead. Time to wake up... it's a special day you know. You're probably going to be confused or something because you probably forgot IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! Haha. Did you forget? I didn't, I've been waiting for your birthday. Do you have anything special you want to do today? I am your servant today so take this opportunity and use it wisely! I will do anything you tell me to! Except if you were going to make me do something gross like give a teacher a blowjob or something because ew, also I would never cheat on you because you're perfect and thank you for dealing with me and yeah call me back when you get this message and I--" "This message has been cut because it is too long. The message will be sent at this current length. Thank you." Hoseok whined in frustration at the stupid machine, pouting and whispering to himself, "B-But I was going to say more..."
The buzzing of his phone on the bedside table woke him up instantly, albeit being a deep sleeper, his phone sounded like a monster when it was on vibrate and it woke Yoongi up quicker than he would like it to. He tries to deny how awake he is by keeping his eyes closed and muttering to himself that he's still sleeping but then the phone vibrates again and Yoongi loses all hope because apparently, it's time to wake up.
Looking at his phone, he can't help but smile at the caller ID of his missed call; Hoseok, though he did wonder what he called him so early in the morning for. He turns on the voice message and puts it next to him on his pillow, letting his eyes close again as he listens. "Ridiculous." Yoongi mumbles under his breath before bursting into loud laughter, picking up his phone to call his boyfriend. "I can't believe I forgot my own birthday and you remembered," Yoongi says as soon as Hoseok picks up; voice still raspy with sleep, "I bet you have a calendar and March 9th is circled with red and has tons of hearts on it, or something like that. Oh and why would I tell you to blow a teacher on my birthday? It's me who you should be blowing, okay? I'm the birthday boy here." Yoongi leaves no place for Hoseok to talk, falling into a fit of breathless laughter and tugging his blanket over his head as he curls back into his bed. "You woke me up...you better pay for it or something because it's Sunday and I was planning on sleeping for a long time today." Yoongi mumbles, drifting slowly back to sleep but struggling to keep himself awake.
Awkward Confessions | Hoseok x Yoongi
Yoongi pats the top of Hoseok’s head with a smile and tries to not laugh even harder, as if it was possible, “I know- two year olds aren’t this tall, usually. I just didn’t know how far your childishness can go.”
Listening to Hoseok, Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows just in the slightest- since he was joking around he wasn’t expecting Hoseok to talk in such seriousness about something so trivial- all Yoongi did was wipe away sauce from his lips so it won’t drip on his shirt. But he hums and nods his head nonetheless and even ruffles Hoseok’s hair shortly before putting it back to its previous neat state. “It’s nothing, really. I’m sure you would have done the same for me…” Yoongi’s not sure what Hoseok means by taking care of him and everything around them falls into silence; Yoongi was staring into Hoseok eyes and trying to figure out what he exactly meant by that- wasn’t Hoseok taking this too seriously? Yoongi couldn’t even tell what was going on in Hoseok’s mind.
He opens his mouth to reply, but Yoongi can’t even do that because Hoseok has his hand and changes the subject. Yoongi snorts and reaches up to flick Hoseok’s forehead for interrupting him while he was talking but at the same time, Yoongi was somewhat relived that he didn’t have to answer Hoseok- he wasn’t even sure what he should have said in return. Standing up, Yoongi is looking around before finding the way they walked in before- and it’s amazing because Yoongi was really bad with remembering places, he drags Hoseok after him while starting to walk. “If you fall asleep on me on the way back then I’m leaving you right here. I won’t even call anyone to get you- so stay awake. And how the hell can you call this weather nice? It’s really cold and I can barely feel my nose, you’re insane.” Yoongi shakes his head- that it the most talking they’ve done in the whole evening and it actually felt nice to hear Hoseok talking again- all the talking that Yoongi has done made him feel uneasy; he was never the one to talk a lot, anyway.
Hoseok felt embarrassed as he wished that he could just be in his dorm room already and hide under his covers rather than awkwardly confess to Yoongi. Hoseok sensed that Yoongi was uncomfortable after what he had said, and he hadn’t meant for it to get that serious. Hoseok was just insecure and nervous and in his head he couldn’t actually believe that somebody like Yoongi actually had interest in him, but Hoseok realized that it was only their first date and hopefully there would be many more to come, he should save his awkward confessions for those moments.
He shivered slightly at Yoongi’s mention of the cold weather, his restless mind having not even processed that it was that cold. He instinctively moved closer to Yoongi and leaned into his warmth slightly while humming, “I’m sure you wouldn’t leave me out here in the cold, you’d be too nervous that I’d freeze to death. I don’t know if you’d be able to carry me because I’m taller than you… but I’m sure that you’d at least wake me up.” Hoseok laughed loudly for no reason in particular, maybe because the idea of Yoongi trying to carry him back to his dorm was so hilarious or just the fact that for once he was happy. Hoseok had never felt like this on a date before, usually he was too busy worrying about if the other person was interested in him or if he was making a good first impression, but with Yoongi everything just came so naturally that he didn’t even need to worry about those things.
Before he realized it, the two had already wandered onto campus, subconsciously slowing his steps because he didn’t want this night to end already. Pausing in front of the dorms he held onto Yoongi’s hand firmly before looking into his eyes and grinning, “I had an amazing time today. This has probably been one of the most random and strange but yet fun first dates I’ve ever been on. And maybe you’ll be dumb enough to want to go on a second one with me…” He laughed shyly before kissing Yoongi’s cheek and blushing, “I-I don’t know how you feel about kisses on the first date… but I hope you don’t mind. And I’ve made way too many awkward confessions in one day.”
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Awkward Confessions | Hoseok x Yoongi
Hoseok enjoyed being babied, it was just something he was accustomed to after living at home with his overbearing parents. That’s why when Yoongi began to wipe the sauce off of his chin and fix his hair, he felt his heart swell happily. Most people weren’t willing to take care of a 21 year old man like he was a 5 year old, but that was how Hoseok felt sometimes, like he was just an overgrown baby. He grinned slightly, scooting closer to Yoongi and nuzzling his nose against the other’s shoulder, “I swear I’m not actually two years old, I just can be a little childish sometimes…”
Hoseok blushed suddenly at Yoongi’s mention of the other crying during their first meeting. It hadn’t been something Hoseok was proud of and it made him embarrassed that he was such a cry baby. Hoseok nodded, “Yeah you always seem to be able to take such good care of me… I really appreciate that you know. I always had people to take care of me when I was home but now I have you to take care of me…” Hoseok trailed off slowly, looking up shyly into Yoongi’s eyes and whispering, “You’ll take care of me right?”
Without leaving time for Yoongi to answer the question, he grabs the other’s hand, yawning loudly, “Well we should probably get back to campus right? I have a class early in the morning tomorrow and I’m exhausted after running around everywhere… I’m sure you are too right? Wow the weather is really nice tonight…” Hoseok rambled on trying to avoid the embarrassing question that he had just asked Yoongi earlier.
Yoongi pats the top of Hoseok's head with a smile and tries to not laugh even harder, as if it was possible, "I know- two year olds aren't this tall, usually. I just didn't know how far your childishness can go."
Listening to Hoseok, Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows just in the slightest- since he was joking around he wasn't expecting Hoseok to talk in such seriousness about something so trivial- all Yoongi did was wipe away sauce from his lips so it won't drip on his shirt. But he hums and nods his head nonetheless and even ruffles Hoseok's hair shortly before putting it back to its previous neat state. "It's nothing, really. I'm sure you would have done the same for me..." Yoongi's not sure what Hoseok means by taking care of him and everything around them falls into silence; Yoongi was staring into Hoseok eyes and trying to figure out what he exactly meant by that- wasn't Hoseok taking this too seriously? Yoongi couldn't even tell what was going on in Hoseok's mind.
He opens his mouth to reply, but Yoongi can't even do that because Hoseok has his hand and changes the subject. Yoongi snorts and reaches up to flick Hoseok's forehead for interrupting him while he was talking but at the same time, Yoongi was somewhat relived that he didn't have to answer Hoseok- he wasn't even sure what he should have said in return. Standing up, Yoongi is looking around before finding the way they walked in before- and it's amazing because Yoongi was really bad with remembering places, he drags Hoseok after him while starting to walk. "If you fall asleep on me on the way back then I'm leaving you right here. I won't even call anyone to get you- so stay awake. And how the hell can you call this weather nice? It's really cold and I can barely feel my nose, you're insane." Yoongi shakes his head- that it the most talking they've done in the whole evening and it actually felt nice to hear Hoseok talking again- all the talking that Yoongi has done made him feel uneasy; he was never the one to talk a lot, anyway.