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it had started out innocent enough with yoongi and namjoon lying down on the blown mattresses placed in the room behind the stage right after a tiring practice; they were having their fun, feeling excited about getting to just lie down and relax. that was until the smaller of the two rappers saw jungkook playfully smiling, making his way towards the very same mattress he was lying on.
when yoongi noticed jungkook, the first thought that had come to mind was that he wanted to play around, he hadn't meant for anything to happen, just wanted to tease the youngest member. so, he curled onto his side, bringing up his knees, trying to take up the whole mattress, thus leaving no space for another body.
he hadn’t expected the other to retaliate. his attempt was futile when all jungkook had to do was hold both his ankles and move his legs and body a bit to the side as if he weighed nothing, mirth visible in his eyes.
to say he was surprised would be an understatement. he wasn't surprised by jungkook's strength, oh no, yoongi knows first-hand how strong jungkook is. it's the fact that he had done that, man-handled him, in front of the whole staff and the cameras, that had shocked him.
unable to hold it in, yoongi let out a loud whine, which he tried to quickly disguise as a groan of annoyance at being moved.
throughout the whole ordeal, jungkook was smiling, but when yoongi had whined, he couldn't help but involuntarily squeeze the thin ankles of the older male tighter. it was done out of reflex. was it out of shock, or was it a message of warning? maybe it happened to be a mix of both.
as he lied down, jungkook removed his bucket hat and held it in his hands, a way for him to keep them busy because if they hadn't been, he’s sure he would have jumped the older male. he hadn't expected such a reaction from yoongi out in public, especially since his older boyfriend doesn't like being intimate out in the open; would prefer the safe confines of their rooms.
they were, however, saved when hoseok came towards them and started rolling over on top of them. all signs of any tension in the air gone in a second. and throughout the whole day the subject was not breached. no one dared to bring it up, especially after it was brushed off as a 'typical bangtan' type of thing.
after they had gotten back to the hotel, jungkook quickly took a quick shower, changed his clothes and started to make his way to yoongi's room, placed at the end of the hallway, when a voice from behind suddenly stopped him.
"you should really be careful, the both of you."
jungkook turns around, “oh,” and he smiles, "hobi hyung!"
hoseok smiles back and waves, "hey, jungkook-ah. going to hyung's room?" he doesn't really need to mention which hyung he’s talking about, they both know.
"yeah," jungkook smiles sheepishly as his right hand scratches his left elbow, "also, uhh... thanks. for today... you know..."
hoseok chuckles and nods his head, "yup, i know." he looks at the younger male for a bit before he speaks up again, "see? this is why you guys are hardly put together in the same group, you just can't seem to keep in control around each other."
jungkook laughs and nods in agreement, "well, it is quite hard. especially since yoong-"
"okay!" hoseok puts up his hands, stopping jungkook from talking any further, "okay! i don't want to hear it. just- ugh, just go." he scrunches his nose and waves jungkook away, "go."
jungkook giggles, "okay, hyung."
as he's walking away, he hears the older male say, "just, like i said, be careful you two!"
"we will! thanks again, hyung!"
jungkook jogs the rest of the way to yoongi's room. biting his lower lip, he anxiously waits for the door to be opened. after that incident this morning, jungkook was left feeling antsy the whole day. he just couldn't get yoongi's whine out of his head. it kept replaying itself at random times, during random occurrences and his mind kept tying it to previous nights spent together in bed; it was really getting hard on the young man (no pun intended).
the moment the door opened, jungkook marched in, hands going directly to circle yoongi's waist, bringing him in for a kiss as he shuts the door behind him with a foot.
yoongi yelps in shock, eyes wide, before he closes them and whines loudly; a hand on jungkook's shoulder, the other going to the back of his head, lightly pulling at the short hair locks, torn between bringing the younger in closer, or pushing him away in order to breathe.
jungkook furrows his brows as he opens his mouth welcoming yoongi’s tongue next to his. he sucks on it then lightly bites it as he slowly backs away, taking quick and shallow breaths of air as his eyes rake over the wrecked face of yoongi. eyes glazed over, lips slick and shiny with spit, and cheeks bright red.
lips quickly go back to kiss every patch of skin available. jungkook goes from yoongi's cheek to his jaw, kissing down his neck, then pulls at the shirt to expose the soft skin of his shoulder and gives it a soft kiss before he bites down, hard, leaving a mark in his wake.
yoongi moves his neck to the side, allowing jungkook more access, and gasps when he feels the sharp sting of the bite. he chuckles and says, "well, hello to you too."
jungkook pulls back, looks at yoongi, pecks his soft lips again and replies, "hi."
the older male smiles, his arms wrapped around jungkook's neck, nails softly scratching the back of his head, "someone's eager."
jungkook groans and rests his forehead on the shoulder he was busy biting seconds ago, "it's all your fault."
yoongi raises his brows, hands still playing with the soft hair of his younger boyfriend, "my fault?"
jungkook groans again, turns his head to the side and kisses the warm skin of yoongi's neck, "yes,” he moves his lips up to his jaw, “you just had to let out that sound today," the hands on yoongi's waist squeeze tighter and said male bites his lower lip to keep the sounds in, "you were so pliant under my arms, looking so pretty and content."
"i..." yoongi moans when the hands on his waist move down to his ass to squeeze both cheeks, "jun-jungkook..."
"god, when i grabbed those pretty ankles of yours, i wanted to open your legs wide and eat you out." jungkook moves his nose up the slope of yoongi's neck and takes a deep breath before biting down on the earlobe, tugging at the earring with his teeth.
"ah!" yoongi stands on his toes, torn between pushing himself back to feel more of jungkook's hands on his ass, or pulling himself closer to the mouth torturing him.
"would you want that, yoongi?" hands move up under the oversized shirt, then down underneath both the sweatpants and underwear, grabbing onto the firm ass, "want me to bite those cheeks? mark them up nicely before i eat you out slowly?"
"y-yes." yoongi chokes out. he licks his lips, eyes staring into jungkook’s eyes before moving down to his lips, “please.” he whispers.
jungkook smirks. he bumps his nose with yoongi's and presses a soft kiss to the open mouth, soft and pliant underneath his, before pulling back, "well, your wish is my command."