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"Jesus, why are you so cute?"
"Shut the fuck up and roll the dough," Yoongi rolled his eyes, whilst rolling another scratch if dough between his palms. He couldn't help but flush slightly when he heard the compliment from Hoseok, the damn angel. He is the actual fucking sun, he swears on his life.
"Hyung!" Hoseok whined snatching up a bit if dough and working it into a ball with his delicate fingers. "You never let me compliment you!" He pouted, barely glancing at Yoongi from the corner of his eye.
"I don't want to hear all that mushy shit you got shoved up there in your head," Yoongi retorted, setting the ball of dough down on a greased cookie sheet and reached for another bit. They were making cookies because "we never spend any personal time together" and "I won't kiss you anymore if you don't bake with me" and if he's being honest, he felt the fear in his heart(eu) when Hoseok said that and he never got up so quickly. Sure, he might be joking but Yoongi wasn't gonna challenge that. And that's how they ended up in Jin's kitchen, it was clean, sanitized and overall, was a safe haven for bakers around. Honestly, it wasn't the greatest idea to break into Jin's house and "surprise everyone with some cookies and prove that we can cook and we're not some slobs like Namjoon" (courtesy of Jung Hoseok™)
"Babe, I know your gonna be pissy if I say this but," Hoseok collected se dough stuck to the side if the bowl with his index finger and turned so his front was facing Yoongi's side. "You are a hopeless romantic," he dabbed the dough on his nose as Yoongi turned to him. Yoongi gave a glare at his nose, before lifting his scowl to meet Hoseok's mischievous gaze, even if there was a smile, or even laughter, tugging at his lips.
"Is that so? That must be why I like you so much," He dipped his finger in the ginormous bag of flour before smearing it on Hoseok's right cheek. "Because you're just as cheesy as me," Hoseok played a scene of mock hurt, the full package honestly, the annoyingly cute eyes squinting, eyebrows furrowing, mouth agape, and a hand pressed to his chest to complete the image of "Complete Loser™".
"How dare you?! I'm injured! Oh, have thee hurt me so!!" Hoseok cried out, falling to his knees, raising his face up to the ceiling reaching his free hand up to the ceiling.
"Yah! Get up Hoseok! We need to finish before Jin gets back," Yoongi tried to sound serious, he really did, but he couldn't help the laughter that fell from his lips as he soaked in how much of a dork his boyfriend truly was. Was he starting to hang out with Taehyung more? He's becoming more and more dramatic by the hour, he swears. Yoongi leant out his hand, his other arm propped up on the counter to hold himself up and Yoongi signed a death contract then and there because Hoseok yanked him forward, causing him to tumble into Hoseok's chest, and toppling over the bag of flour over Hoseok's lap just as Yoongi pulled away and practically missed the snowfall that lay on Hoseok's knees. They both fell silent as they both analyzed the situation at hand. Yoongi looked down at Hoseok's lap then locked eyes with Hoseok. Yoongi was the first to make a move, by grabbing a fistful if flour and hurled it at the man's face, the flour dusting his black hair. Hoseok remained silent and Yoongi wondered if he had made the wrong move and opened his mouth to apologize but it was ceased by Hoseok's movements. He watched as Hoseok grabbed what was left in the bag of flour and dumped it upon Yoongi's mint coloured hair.
"You little-" Yoongi grabbed another fistful of flour and hurled it so that when Hoseok was laughing, it caught in his mouth, causing Hoseok to shut his mouth clearly surprised, and coughed up a cloud of them white powdery substance. Yoongi, at this point, was curled into a ball in the floor laughing, clutching his stomach as if that would help his fit of giggles. Hoseok glared at him before scooping up an armful of flour that was in the floor, standing up, and dumped it over Yoongi, who just laughed even harder and his laugh became one of the most caught diseases in the world and he fell victim to Yoongi's contagious laughter. Hoseok slumped down to his ass and leaned against Yoongi's curled figure, both still suffering the dreadful disease.
After what seemed like hours later, but could only be a matter of a few minutes, Yoongi wiped away the water that collected in his eyes from the tear jerking laughter. He turned his head slightly to look up at Hoseok, who's back was turned to him, his face tilted upwards, a large grin plastered to his face.
"You look like an old man," Yoongi snorted as he sat up to dust some flour out of his hair. Hoseok turned around to meet Yoongi's gaze with a smirk just beginning to play upon his lips.
"Does that mean our marriage contract is over?" Hoseok chuckled, turning around to face Yoongi, wrapping his arms around his legs.
"Bitch, you aren't getting away from me that easily," Yoongi smiled, pulling Hoseok's legs out from his grip so that Hoseok's back would lay in the flour coated floor.
"That's it. C'mere you-" Hoseok grabbed Yoongi and brought him down to the floor with him, smothering him with flour and scooping more and more flour onto the smaller man. Both men laughing without a care in the world, just tossing and scooping more and more of the flour and throwing it at one another. You could mistake them for children playing in a sandbox or going to the beach for the first time ever.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!" An unmistakable voice of their "mother", as he called himself, had walked in upon the scene that was extremely cute but at the same time, what the hell did these two idiots think they were doing with his pastry flour imported from France?
"THAT'S MY FLOUR IMPORTED FROM
FRANCE
!!!" Jin screeched, hurrying to grab a broom and dustpan from a nearby closet. Yoongi looked up at Jin who was frantically sweeping up the flour. “WHY ARE YOU EVEN
HERE
?” Jin yelled, Hoseok getting up and dusting his pants.
“We were gonna surprise the group with cookies but you ruined the fun.” Hoseok said, crossing his arms and pouting. Jin narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to talk but Yoongi cut him off.
“Hyung, i'll buy you more flour, the bag spilt and then Hoseok here pulled me and the bag fell over.” Yoongi mumbled and moved the trashcan towards Jin who just scowled at the pair.
“Remember when you two refused to act like this?” Jin asked, sweeping up another powdery tile.
“i did! Yoongi-hyung is the one who acted all weird,” Hoseok crinkled his nose and Yoongi slapped his arm with a scowl.
“When you start a relationship you're not supposed to be that clingy, asshole.” Yoongi said and Hoseok let out a breathy chuckle.
“I was clingy before that hyung,” Hoseok countered while Jin sweeped the last bit up.
“You know you guys were both clingy. Don't even get me started on the time I caught the two of you cuddling.” Jin interrupted, the two whipping their heads towards the younger man in horror.
“You wouldn't.” Hoseok said, his face looking mortified.
“I dunno. The other guys reactions would.be a good contrast to all.the flour I had to throw out.” Jin said teasingly, trying his best to keep a straight face.
“Hyung, I said I'd buy more for you. Dear God, please don't tell them about that. They will never let us live that down.” Yoongi pleaded, his eyes growing wide with worry.
The room fell quiet, the kitchen falling into a small haze as Jin had a smile.creep.up on his face. Yoongi's face fell when Jin dashed from the room, Hoseok following behind.
Though, it wasn't long before he heard a loud crash and Jin screeching into his phone.
“YOONGI AND HOSEOK ALMOST FUCKED CUDDLING ONE TIME- YES IT WAS YOUR BED-” Jin screeched and Yoongi died a little inside.
Yoongi walked over to Hoseok who was standing up before tucking his arm in his own two arms. Hoseok looked at him with an embarrassed gaze and Yoongi shrugged, already hearing Jimin flipping shit about his bed.
“These are the people we befriended, unfortunately.” Yoongi muttered into Hoseok's ear as he pulled his back to his chest. Hoseok chuckled a bit before Jin groaned from the hall.
“I was gone for 2 minutes and you two are at it again.” Jin appeared and his face was flushed from yelling.
“Just for telling them, we're gonna fuck on your bed.” Hoseok said sticking his tongue out. Jin gaped before screeching again, thoroughly kicking Yoongi and Hoseok to the curb.
“So…” Hoseok trailed off.
“You literally don't have to ask if I want to have sex with you Hoseok-ah” Yoongi murmured, placing a kiss to the corner of Hoseok's mouth that turned up at the words.
Sex with a dancer was honestly the best thing to live for. Not as good as the man whom he loved, though.