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On a calm and cool night in Seoul, three men walk into their apartment, quiet as can be.
Their home isn’t empty, doing their best to be as silent as possible as to not wake the apartments other recipient.
Their names are Kim Namjoon, Jung Hoseok and Min Yoongi. Three talented, amazing men who make up South Korea’s most popular rap group Cypher.
The trio have just gotten in from a long, long 4 month tour. They’re happy but exhausted, ready to set their things down and cuddle up in bed with the final person that will make them whole once more.
Cypher isn’t just a group of three friends, they’re far more involved then that. While they’ve been best friends since their teenage years, the trio have been in a committed relationship for going on three years now.
Kim Taehyung, their lovely boyfriend, has also been with them since the beginning of their relationship. They’ve known the younger man for just as long, the four of them best friends since freshman year of high school.
Said boyfriend is the reason the trio must be quiet, treading carefully as to not wake him from his peaceful slumber.
Yoongi is quick to check and make sure the door is locked behind them and everything is secure, following his boyfriends as they all make their way into the bedroom.
Yeontan looks up at them from the confines of his fluffy dog bed, giving no more than an excited tail wag at seeing his other dads finally return home.
Hoseok goes over to rub the little puppy behind his ears, looking up with a soft smile when Taehyung lets out a quiet snore from the depths of their bed.
Namjoon is busy quietly pulling their wide closet doors open, quickly grabbing sleepwear for himself and his boyfriends.
He strips down to his boxers, tossing the day's clothes into the laundry hamper. The garments land with a soft thud in the basket, Namjoon wincing when he hears the quiet ‘Shhh!’ from Hoseok and Yoongi.
He tugs on a pair of grey shorts, forgoing a shirt all together since Namjoon always prefers to sleep shirtless.
He walks over to his boyfriends, pressing a soft kiss to their lips before handing them their pajamas.
Namjoon tiptoes as quietly as he can to their bed.
Even through the darkness, Namjoon can only make out Taehyung’s floppy nest of dark curls. He’s bundled snuggly in their comforter, the older boy enderead when he sees his own pillow clutched tightly in Taehyung’s arms.
He has to sleep holding onto something, reminding Namjoon right now of a little baby koala with how strongly he clings to the pillow in his hands.
Namjoon is more than willing to be the one Taehyung cuddles up to now.
As he sets about pulling the pillow carefully from Taehyung’s arms, Yoongi and Hoseok are busy changing so they can join the others.
All of them are beyond exhausted, none of them really able to sleep unless the four of them are together.
Yoongi slips his pajamas on in record time, clad in a simple outfit of black shorts and an oversized black t-shirt that belongs to Namjoon.
He sets his clothes carefully in the hamper before joining said boyfriend on the bed.
Hoseok is last to follow, sporting one of Yoongi’s own big shirts and a pair of lime green shorts.
They’re finally able to succumb to sleep as soon as they feel Hoseok slip in beside them.
Namjoon has successfully pried his pillow away from Taehyung’s arms, heart full to bursting already when he hears the sad little whine his boyfriend lets out.
The older male happily slips into the younger's arms, snuggling up close to Taehyung’s chest. Namjoon closes his eyes, sleep tugging him away when Hoseok’s clean laundry scent fills his senses.
Taehyung doesn’t even wake up at the disturbance, body easily accepting who’s in his arms.
It doesn’t matter that Namjoon wasn’t there before, all that matters is that he’s here now.
The trio had already kissed each other goodnight before coming inside, knowing they’d be out like a light as soon as their heads hit the pillows, safe and back in their bed with Taehyung.
Yoongi breathes out a small relieved sigh, arms finding their home wrapped around Hoseok’s waist. He nuzzles and presses close to his chest, murmuring a quick goodnight before shutting his eyes.
Hoseok grins and buries his face in Yoongi’s soft black hair, breathing in deeply. He presses back up against Namjoon, making sure they’re in contact with each other.
They’re back where they belong, happy and cuddled up with Taehyung.
Hoseok feels his eyelids droop, heavy with sleep he so desperately needs.
He fights it no longer, letting himself fall into a peaceful slumber now that he’s home and in his safe space.
They have a lot of sleep to catch up on, now that they’re home and in the arms of the last little piece of their heart.
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Kim Taehyung is currently having the most fantastic dream of his young life.
It’s a rather boring one, but it means the absolute world to him.
He’s currently in the middle of a dream where he has all of his boyfriend's back, it’s really as simple as that.
His Hobi-hyung is wrapped up safe and secure in his arms, Taehyung keeping an eye out to make sure that nothing will try to take his sunshine away. He’ll fight like hell if he has too.
His Joon-hyung is currently at his back, strong arms wrapped around his torso in a clingy grip. He feels a cold nose nuzzle the warm skin of his shoulder, Taehyung letting out a content sigh at the little show of affection.
A hand trails random little patterns up his arm, long fingers brushing against his cheek in a gentle caress.
Taehyung peeks up to see his Yoongi-hyung, perfect gummy smile aimed right at him over Hoseok’s shoulder.
Taehyung reaches out, making sure his own hand touches and grips Yoongi’s shoulder.
This is where he’s finally complete, secure and safe in bed with the warm bodies of all of his partners surrounding him.
A strong sneeze against his chest catapults Taehyung right out of his dream, the younger male sitting up in a sleep disoriented daze.
“Taehyungieeeeee… what the hell…”
Taehyung blinks, shaking his head to try and knock the rest of the sleep out of his brain and wake up a little bit more.
Because he has to be still asleep right? There’s no way he just heard Hoseok’s voice...
“What’s going on?”
“Why are you guys up? We have so much more sleep to catch up on…”
Taehyung knows for sure he’s no longer asleep, there’s no way he would have heard Namjoon and Yoongi’s voices so crystal clear.
He looks down, no embarrassment to be found in the happy little squeal that he lets out.
Hoseok looks grumpily up at him, cheeks big and adorably puffy from sleep.
“Taehyungie woke me up… so of course you two woke up too.”
Taehyung hears the loud groans that Namjoon and Yoongi let out, the pair laying their heads back down and cuddling back up together.
Taehyung’s still trying to grasp the fact that his boyfriends are here.
His boyfriends are here. In their bed. With him. And not on the road like they said they’d be.
“Hold on… hyung’s! What are you doing here?! I thought you guys were barely leaving today!”
A little squawk leaves his mouth when he’s suddenly pulled down, Taehyung meeting face first with the comfiest pillow that is Hoseok’s chest.
“We wanted to surprise you. We wrapped things up earlier than expected, so we decided to just drive through the night to get home.”
Taehyung shifts so he’s laying more snugly in Hoseok’s arms, his own coming to snake around his hyung’s small waist.
Butterflies awaken and flutter within this tummy at Hoseok’s words, the gesture reminding Taehyung just how loved he is by his wonderful boyfriends.
They sacrificed sleep just to get home, and that means the world to Taehyung.
Especially when Yoongi would quite literally murder anyone who came between him and his sleep.
His smaller hyung perks up now, his arm reaching over to lay a warm hand on Taehyung’s shoulder.
“We wouldn’t have been able to sleep much anyway, we just wanted to get home so we could get some proper rest.”
Taehyung lifts a hand to twine with Yoongi’s, their fingers tangling and fitting together like pieces of a puzzle.
“I can’t believe you guys did that… it’s a long drive here.”
Taehyung extends his leg to tangle with the others, feeling one Namjoon’s strong ones brush against his.
“It was. It’s worth being home, we missed you. We’re not complete without you Taehyung-ah.”
His other hyungs chime in with their own mumbles of agreement, the younger male glad for the cover that is Hoseok’s chest.
Taehyung is easily able to hide the blush that now consumes his face like wildfire.
“It’s too early for all this mush… when did you all get in?”
Namjoon answers this time, moving his leg up to rub up and down Taehyung’s one in a calming little gesture.
“Around three last night I think? We didn’t even unpack, just set everything down, changed and got in bed. You didn’t wake up at all when I cuddled into you Taehyung-ah, not when I took my own pillow back.”
Taehyung blushes an even deeper red at his boyfriends words, turning and hiding his face right into the safe crevice of Hoseok’s armpit.
Joon! Don’t tease the baby… it’s early. We can tease him all we want later.”
Namjoon and Yoongi’s airy laughs follow Hoseok’s words, Taehyung huffing at the statement.
He honestly can’t even find it in him to be mad at his hyung, not when teasing sounds exactly what Taehyung wants. What he needs.
It’s been three months without sex, which is a fucking nightmare since Taehyung’s used to getting it at least once a day from any of his hyungs.
It’s been three months of phone sex and FaceTime calls, listening or watching as his hyungs fucked or having any one of them guide him through his own orgasm.
Satisfying as they were, nothing compares to the feeling of being taken completely apart by his hyung’s lips, mouth and cocks.
They have a lot to catch up on, Taehyung having to will the thoughts away before he gets too turned on.
The need to make sure his partners get their sleep and rest is more important than horny thoughts right now.
That’ll come later anyway.
“It’s too early… go back to bed. You all can fill me in on everything after breakfast.”
A chorus of agreements sound off around him, his hyungs all whispering out quiet ‘I love you’s’ into the calm darkness of their room.
Taehyung whispers his own endearment right back, turning in Hoseok’s arms so his boyfriend can hold him close.
He drifts right back off to sleep, Taehyung content in the fact that his favorite people in all the world will be here when he wakes up.
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They wake up a couple of hours later, tendrils of early afternoon light snaking their way through the slightly parted curtains.
Taehyung stirs first, snuffling into a head of silky black hair that wasn’t under him when he first fell asleep.
Yoongi’s in his arms, Hoseok now in Namjoon’s arms and snoring away peacefully.
Someone must have gotten up to use the restroom during the morning, the rest of them gravitating naturally into different positions in their sleep like they always did.
Taehyung’s back is pressed to Namjoon’s, Yoongi in his arms on his free side; the younger male happily squished in between his partners.
Hoseok takes the final position on Namjoon’s other side, his impressive flexibility allowing him to still tangle a leg with Taehyung’s own.
The intensity of the love he feels for his boyfriend’s begins to overwhelm Taehyung, filling every little crack and crevice of his soul with how much he feels for his partners.
It’s a little too much at times, the fact that these incredible men decided to choose him, to love and take care of him.
Taehyung can’t believe it sometimes, how he got so incredibly lucky. He doesn’t think he’ll ever truly get used to it.
“I can hear how loud you’re thinking Taehyung-ah, can you turn those thoughts down just a little?”
The younger male blinks, looking down to see Yoongi’s all too knowing eyes looking up at him from the circle of his arms.
“Sorry hyung, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Yoongi yawns at his words, his strong arms twining their way around Taeyung’s waist to bring them even closer, not an ounce of space to be found between them.
“I was just kidding, it’s about time we woke up. We’ve slept in enough.”
“Speak for yourself hyung, I could sleep in for another hour at least.”
Taehyung smiles when he hears Hoseok’s voice join, his boyfriend reaching a hand over to smack Yoongi’s exposed arm.
“Hey! Don’t start with me Seok-ah, it's only.”
Taehyung reaches over to their nightstand, grabbing a random phone and handing it to his boyfriend.
“Almost one! We’ve slept in plenty, and I’m starving. Only people who help me cook get to eat anything.”
Taehyung whines when he feels his boyfriend start to move out of his arms, rousing a sleep laden moan from Namjoon when the rustle of Yoongi’s motion reaches him through Hoseok.
“You’re all giant babies, why am I dating you three again?”
“Because we’re the only three that you tolerate, and no one else knows you like we do.”
Hoseok’s pipes in his response, leaning to give Namjoon a soft forehead kiss before gathering himself and getting out of bed.
Because you don’t easily get close to people, I can’t even imagine you going out into the dating world hyung.”
Namjoon adds in his own words, sitting up and stretching his arms high above his head.
Taehyung is the last to rise, taking Yoongi’s slender wrist in hand and pulling him down to his level.
He kisses the tip of his hyung’s nose, mouth stretching into a mischievous grin before he speaks.
“You’d miss us too much hyung, and by that I mean you’d miss getting railed by all of our huge dicks.”
He busts out laughing at the outraged looks on his hyung’s face, a bright red blush spreading like wildfire across pale cheeks.
“Yah! I’m done with all of you, no food for any of you! You can starve for all I care.”
Hoseok and Namjoon’s laughs join Taehyung’s own in a quiet chorus, the lot of them watching their eldest boyfriend grumble to himself and waddle out of the door with an adorable huff.
Taehyung swings long legs out of bed, getting up and walking over to greet his other boyfriend’s.
“We should go help before he actually gets mad at us, Yoongi-hyung is scary when he’s actualky mad.”
Hoseok nods, pulling Taehyung in with a tug of his shirt. He hums when he feels his boyfriend’s soft lips touch his own, the younger male happily returning the kiss.
You’re right. Come on Joon-ah, you’re not going back to sleep.”
Namjoon grumbles at the sound of his name, reaching and wrapping one strong arm around Taehyung’s waist.
The youngest soon finds himself squished in the middle between his two boyfriends, two pairs of soft lips nuzzling against his cheeks.
“Ya ya, I’m getting up. I’m pretty hungry too, we didn’t eat that much before we hit the road last night. We didn’t want to wake you either by cooking something quick when we got home either.”
Taehyung frowns at Namjoon’s words, tilting his head to capture the other male’s plush lips in a quick good morning kiss.
His arm finds a home wrapped around Hoseok’s waist, making sure that he’s touching both his boyfriend’s.
“What? You guys can’t skip meals like that… it’s not healthy! Why didn’t you eat?”
Taehyung watches Hoseok and Namjoon exchange a quick look behind him, twin expressions of fondness spreading across their handsome faces.
“We were way too excited to get home to you Taehyungie, nothing else really mattered at that point.”
Taehyung feels his throat close up at Hoseok’s words, emotion threatening to overtake him, like waves washing him out to sea.
There it is again, that immeasurable feeling he can’t describe.
He missed his partners so goddamn much, a tiny inkling of insecurity always in the back of his mind whispering to him that maybe they didn’t miss him as much.
Taehyung knew how stupid that was, he knew how much and how deeply his boyfriend cared for him. It was just a thought that refused to go away sometimes, especially with his love’s gone away for him for so long.
Hearing these words come out of Hoseoks’s mouth, the look on Namjoon’s face that told him he feels the exact same way. Knowing that Yoongi is on the same page as well.
It’s all a little too much for Taehyung to handle, who felt like he was about to burst at the seams from how much affection his body is trying to contain for these incredible men.
“Taehyung-ah? You okay there?”
Namjoon’s voice breaks him from his thoughts, concern laced within his deep voice.
Taehyung swallows thickly, wrapping his free arm around Namjoon’s waist and pulling both of his boyfriend’s into his side.
“I’m okay. I’m just. Really, really happy you guys are back… Back home with me where you should be. I’m extremely proud and happy that you all got to tour… but I just missed you guys so fucking much…”
Namjoon and Hoseok press in close, their cheeks squishing against Taehyung’s in a cute affectionate gesture.
“We are too Taehyungie. You make us whole, we’re so happy to be back.”
Namjoon nods his agreement, pressing another featherlight kiss to his warm cheek.
He’s not the best with words, but Taehyung feels all he has to say through the kiss.
“I’m serious! If all of you aren’t here in the next two minutes, you’re not getting fed!”
Yoongi’s loud bark of a yell breaks through their little bubble, Taehyung shares a look with his hyung’s before they all collectively burst out laughing.
He gives one final peck to each of their lips, Taehyung getting up and pulling his boyfriend’s along with him.
“Let’s not keep our Yoongi-hyung waiting, and you need to eat something! I’ll shove the food down your throat myself if I have too!”
Namjoon and Hoseok rumble out their responses, agreeing to Taehyung’s demands easily.
The youngest pulls his boyfriends out of the bedroom, letting the sounds of Yoongi gathering the needed pots and pans guide his way.
Something clicks into place in Taehyung’s heart, ease finally washing over him.
The final pieces to his heart click together, a puzzle finally complete and put back together as one.