they had started to get comfortable not too long ago, but somehow it seems like the two of them had known each other for years. suga always found himself sneaking up to suji’s room nowadays in place of going out with his ‘friends’ on the weekends. even though he knows her father remains borderline apathetic to the older boy going up there in the first place, yoongi always feels like he should remain sneaky… you know…out of respect..
he stays up in the large and decorated bedroom the majority of the day, admiring suji’s artwork and relaxing doing little to nothing more. he’s willing to spare every minute of his day doing just that if it means he can spend it with the lee’s daughter.
even though the weather is nice, the two of them stay tucked away inside together. the window is open allowing the fresh air to filter in and out of the room as the two stay completely oblivious to anything else going on in the outside world.
they act like children. who teases each other the most? well, nobody can’t be too sure. most people actually never joke around with yoongi in the first place. the boy looks like he isn’t even capable of laughing at a joke, but suji has always been able to see right through that and that’s something suga really likes about her.
“you think you’re real funny huh suji-ya….”, he grins up fondly yet tired at the young girl who has just disheveled his hair for the nth time in a row now. there really had been no point fixing it again. the two of them had spent the last hour or so wrestling on the bed like kids. although he hadn’t been keeping score for pride’s sake, suji was definitely the one on top today. “you’re exhausting…you know that…”, shooting her another playful look, yoongi rolls on his side and then to his back, spreading out on top of suji’s mattress before pulling her on top of him to sit on his chest comfortably.
“come here you…..”
it wasn’t until recently yoongi had come to have an appreciation for his oversized shirts, but seeing them being worn as little dresses on suji definitely earned them a whole new respect. he is the most comfortable he’s ever been. the idea of ever going back downstairs to his black bedroom and single bed seemed unthinkable. no…right here is where the boy needed to be.
gently he pulls her thighs a little so they lay open hugging his sides. “you have to be comfortable…” she’s able to look down at him now. “mm….pretty baby girl…….that’s you…..exhausting…baby girl…” the boy can barely keep his eyes open but there’s no way they’d fully shut on him. not with the view of halla’s bare soft thighs only a few inches away from him. he starts to run his hands warmly up and down them with absolute affection, causing the girl on top of him to fill her room with giggles. what a sweet sound.. suga definitely knows she’s ticklish and it was time for his much needed, yet sleepy, revenge.
“you’re mine suji..” it is meant to be more of a threat, like the bell ringing initiating the start of the final round, but if anything it just comes off more like a pathetic coo. she needs to be closer he thinks. the boy wraps his arms around the underside of suji’s hips with gentle care, something the boy is definitely not used to doing, as he pulls her closer to his face.
suji’s legs are gently spread under her dress, the cool air hitting her little cotton panties in his view as her hips hover over right above yoongi’s shoulders. what a perfect look.. suga begins to hum to himself in harmony with the girl’s matching giggles, his hands can’t help but to explore this innocent area he’s never touched before. suji looks so sweet to him, so edible and sweet, it’s almost like a dream. after a long moment, the boy pulls himself up ever so slightly, his head propped up against one of her pillows. “mm…you look beautiful…look at you..”
his palms roaming until they get to the bottom hem of her dress, pulling it up fully to be held right above her bellybutton. “i’m not gonna let you go...” hugging her body tight against his, yoongi starts to peck a warm trail of wet kisses along her hipbones and on top of the soft elastic of her panties. he could do this for hours. who needed dessert when he had halla..
it’s the first time the maid’s son had gotten this close to his princess and for now he wouldn’t push things too much further.. she was safe with him. he was going to mark her for hours..
