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The first time it happens, Taehyung only opens his eyes after a while, but freezes in every other movement.
He is afraid, and he experiments this kind of fear, the one who makes you freeze entirely, for the first time in his life.
Bangtan moved in the new dorm only two days ago, and he knows even if they hadn't debuted yet, they have some fans already following them around.
He knows what a saesang fan is, and wonders if maybe one managed to sneak in.
And touch him.
In his sleep.
He tries to scream but no sound escapes his lungs when he opens his mouth.
He gulps terrorized and manages to breathe before turning on his side.
He finds Hoseok’s face too close to his, regular sleeping breath and shut eyes.
His hyung is on his pillow and has one arm stretched over him.. That wouldn’t be frightening at all if his hyung’s other hand wasn’t inside Taehyung’s boxer.
He gulps and moves a little, still a bit worried that his bandmate is trying to take advantage of him.
He does seem like a really cool and sweet guy, one that wouldn’t do such things to his dongsaeng, but you never know, his father told him once.
He’s still not sure if screaming could help him get away from this uncomfortable situation, when he understands Hoseok really is still asleep.
His breath is too regular and his eyes move behind his eyelids like they do when someone is deep dreaming.
Just when Taehyung was about to relax, Hoseok moves closer to him and hold him tight with one hand on his head.
Taehyung can only slide one hand between he and Hoseok, capturing the latter’s wrist and dragging the other’s hand out of his boxer, before he is smashed against Hoseok chest.
He widens his eyes and doesn’t really know if moving is allowed or even possible.
He realizes his bandmate is something between a sleep-touchy-person and a sleepwalker, except he doesn’t walk in his sleep… He just touches the first person near him. In every way.
Taehyung feels his friend's hand slowly caressing his back, while the other pats his head, and he tries to raise his arms against the other’s chest to pull him away, but Hoseok his holding him too tight.
The older snorts and murmurs something in his sleep, and when Taehyung manages to shuffle away a little, just enough so he could breathe, he lets out a long whine, and than an hiccup. Taehyung’s eyes widen even more when he realizes Hoseok is almost crying at the loss, clinging hands on the back of his t-shirt, and hiccuping so much that his body shivers.
The younger pulls him closer quickly, patting his head and whispering everything was ok, he was there and wasn’t going anywhere.
Taehyung doesn’t really know why he did and said those things, but seeing Hoseok so afraid even if asleep, makes something inside him melt.
Hoseok was nice with everybody, since the first day he tried to look after each and everyone of them, including his hyungs. Taehyung really missed his family, his mum and his dad taking care of him, so he naturally leaned toward his hyung, understanding he enjoyed to cuddle and pamper ‘his cute donsaengs’ (like he always calls him and Jimin in particular) more than any other thing, exception made only for dancing and rapping, maybe.
But they never shared a room before, and now that the dorm was still a mess, and they ended up sleeping on the floor of the bigger room all together, he realizes how much his hyung misses to have a real, intimate contact with somebody.
Even if it was a strange way of being touchy, Taehyung thinks, blushing but still patting the other’s head that was now resting close to his chest.
After a while Hoseok stops moving his hands up and down Taehyung’s back and starts to snore a little, sometimes whining and brushing his nose near the youngest’s collarbone, but he doesn’t show any other weird need to touch Taehyung, so the latter relaxes and makes Hoseok’s soft breaths driving him to dreamland.
The morning after he wakes up feeling an empty space between his arms.
He drags himself on his knees, looking in any direction with eyelids still heavy from sleep.
He realizes he was left alone in the bedroom, and seconds later a black haired head peeks in from the door. Taehyung recognizes Jimin’s soft locks before meeting with his friend’s smile.
Jimin’s grin widens and he chuckles at the view of Taehyung staring at him, with his head tilted to the side and a questioning and maybe a bit disappointed look on his face.
“You look like you lost something, Tae” Jimin explains, eyes still crescent moons, and a cheerful smile on his full lips.
Taehyung manages to fall on his butt and rubs a hand on his eyes, whining and yawing at the same time.
“I’m going to eat all your breakfast if you don’t hurry up and come eat with your hyungs” adds Jimin, smirking at Taehyung’s offended pout.
“Jongkook is not my hyung!” he answers after a few seconds, realizing his friends was speaking to him like he was the younger one between all of them.
“No but he treats you like he is, and you let him do that!”
Taehyung widens his eyes and pouts at him, and Jimin simply laughs again and disappears behind the almost-opened door, his crystal laugh following him.
Taehyung snorts and finally gets on his feet, walking heavy steps toward the kitchen.
He finds Seokjin and Hoseok cooking over the counter and the others yawing and speaking around the table.
Yoongi is trying not to fall asleep on his plate and Jimin is laughing at him, pointing now to his frowned expression, now to his still-closed eyes.
Namjoon is talking to Jongkook and sometimes yawning in between words, and the real maknae is listening with big eyes and full attention. His admiration for the leader is almost annoying, but Taehyung smiles lovingly, he can easily understand why his dongsaeng is so fond of their leader’s talent.
Jin moves to the table with a pot, placing it in the center, and all the others cheer up thanking him and clapping.
The older looks over Taehyung, still standing near the counter, and smiles.
“Did you sleep well, Taehyung?” he then asks politely, and Taehyung simply nods, blushing a little, eyes going naturally to search for Hoseok, who was sitting next to Seokjin and smiling at him with what seemed like an apologetic look on his face.
Eventually, Taehyung plops on a chair, wondering if Hoseok woke up this morning with arms and legs still tangled around him. He blushes even more imagining red cheeks on his bandmate’s caramel skin.
He shakes his head trying to focus on the food before Jimin decides to keep his promise.
That same afternoon, after dance practice, Seokjin asked him if he was mad at Hoseok, because he knew sometimes their friend gets clingy and even touches people near him during his sleep. He also told Taehyung that Hoseok was really worried he might have done that with the younger that night and spent all morning whining about how Taehyung must hate him now and he'd never want to spend time cuddling or joking with his pervert hyung again, who never admitted to be a pervy-kind-of-sleepwalker before.
Taehyung realizes his older bandmate and probably all the other hyungs, exception made for Jimin maybe, knew about Hoseok’s unusual sleeping habits, and he blushes as he figures Hoseok whining and solemnly swearing not to sleep near his dongsaeng anymore, afraid to be hated for that. He couldn’t even imagine a reason to hate his Hobi... He was one of the sweetest and best creature he has ever met, and he kind of enjoy the warmth radiating from his hyung’s clinging body, last night.
It was the first night he really slept well since he moved in with the other boys.
He shakes his head smiling at Jin, assuring him it wasn’t a problem and shyly admitting he has no intention to say anything to the others: Hoseok just needed someone to hug and pet him, last night, and it hadn’t been an issue for him.
Seokjin watches him closely and questioning for a minute and then he simply smiles like Taehyung just said something really funny, ruffling the younger’s hair and standing up, moving toward Hoseok.
The dancer is sit on the other side of the room and he's been staring at them for a while. Jin says something to him and Taehyung feels his cheeks burning when the dancer rewards him with one of his brightest smile, lightening the room entirely.
Taehyung understands everything is back to normal when Hoseok starts again to fool around and to cuddle with him .
He decides to put that memory at the back of his head, trying not to think about how nicely Hoseok’s body fits against his, even if he does notice how the dancer manages to sleep between Jin and Yoongi during the days they are forced to sleep on the floor all together.
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The second time it happens, it might be Taehyung who asked for it.
He spends some minutes wondering if this could be violation of personal space, but then he remembers the last time he tried to sleep with Jimin after he had a bad dream, his friend nearly threw him off the bed and then punched his stomach with one knee. He is not willing to risk it again.
Him, Jimin and Hoseok share the bedroom now, according to the new set.
Taehyung hadn't payed much attention when Hoseok had chosen the single bed when they settled in the new room, but now, looking at his hyung sleeping curled in a semi-fetal position, he remembers what happened the last time he slept near him.
Jimin is in deep sleep on the top bed of their bunker, Taehyung tried to woke him but his calls only had his friend turn his face to the wall.
Taehyung sighs and looks at Hoseok’s grip on the sheets, then back at the boy, breathing with his face smacked on the pillow, and decides to just go with it.
He sits on the bed slowly and holds his breath, hoping his hyung wouldn’t mind and when he’s sure Hoseok is still asleep, he begins to lower himself until he’s face to face with the other boy.
Hoseok naturally scoffs to make space for him and snorts, turning to the other side.
Taehyung breaths out in relief and curles himself to the back of his hyung, closing his eyes and trying to forget the nightmare that woke him up ten minutes ago. He begins to breathe with Hoseok, and feels the warm radiating from the other body driving him to sleep again, and just when he was about to fall asleep, he hears Hoseok turning and hugging him in one fluid movement.
The younger boy opens his eyes instantly, holding his breath.
Hoseok snorts again and one hand starts to pet Taehyung’s hair while the other is busy holding him still.
Taehyung feels his eyelids heavy and grips at the other’s tee. Maybe Hoseok just want to cuddle this time.
He doesn’t even have the time to adjust to this thought that he feels the dancer’s hand that was previously on his back sliding into his boxer.
Taehyung nearly jumps, and then holds his breath and blushes intensely when Hoseok hand begin to slide up and down inside his boxer, drawing paths with his middle finger across the line of his ass.
He thinks the pillow must be burning down from how hot he feels his face, and his breath inches while he tries to move his arms, trapped between him and Hoseok.
Taehyung shivers under the other boy’s touch and turns his head back to face him.
“Hyung...- he whispers holding the other’s shoulders and trying to shake him – hyung...” the second whisper comes out more desperate than the first, since the dancer’s hand is now grabbing his ass and pushing their bodies closer.
Hoseok buries his face in the crook of the younger’s neck and mouthes on it and Taehyung gasps for air...
He feels Hoseok finger push towards his entrance and his eyes starts to water, his voice cracked when he releases the last ‘hyung’, high pitched tone he didn’t know he could achieve.
Hoseok eyes open instantly and his hands release their grips on Taehyung, while the latter chokes a cry and buries his face in his own hands, shaking from head to toes.
“Taehyung!” Hoseok whisper incredulous and worried.
The younger boy tries his best to calm the tremble, but when Hoseok tries to hug him, he jumps back and almost fall off the bed, eyes widening in surprise when the older catches him and pulls him safely back on the mattress.
Hoseok sits on the bed careful not to touch him and sighs loud, holding his head with his hands.
Taehyung sits with his back against the wall and watches him with an apologetic look.
“What are you doing here..” it isn’t nearly a question, and Taehyung looks away, because his hyung really seems angry.. and sad, at the same time.
He doesn’t want to be the reason why his Hobi is sad.
“I.. couldn’t sleep..” he manages to say, voice still shaking and arms around his legs.
“Tae.. You knew I have… bad… sleeping habits” Hoseok is trying not to scream but the anger is clearly rushing through his body.
“I..I’m sorry. I..– the older looks at him with angry but broken eyes and Taehyung feels some sort of high pain holding his heart –I just..wanted.. warmth”
His eyes are watering again and he sees Hoseok looking away.
Silence falls between them and Taehyung tries to regain control.
“I’m the one who should be sorry, Tae..– Hoseok sighs and gives him a sad smile –but next time please wake me, I don’t want to… hurt you”
The younger holds his breath and nods trying to look at the other’s eyes to show how sorry he really is.. He’s not good with words, he never has been, he just says strange things people usually laugh about, but he really wants to tell his Hobi how much he is sorry.
His hyung smiles again and then moves to sit near him.
“You want me to look over you while you sleep?” he asks gently and Taehyung nods, lowering his head to hide the tears threatening to fall.
Hoseok crosses his legs and puts the pillow on them, patting it as to invite him to lay down; Taehyung obeys and curles on the bed, shaking visibly and hiding his face under his arm.
Hoseok strokes his hair gently.
“Don’t worry I’m watching over you, sleep now.. I’ll be here.. awake” the last word makes Taehyung’s tears increase, but Hoseok doesn’t seem to notice and continues stroking the younger’s hair and whispering him the sweetest things.
Taehyung falls asleep without even realizing it and the next morning he wakes up curled against Hoseok’s pillow, but the latter is nowhere to be found.
He sighs and buries his head into the soft fabric, inhaling Hoseok's scent and trying to calm his thoughts.
Hoseok is avoiding him.
Taehyung realized it after the dancer stopped answering his kakao talk texts on the group, and find any kind of excuses not to play with him during the day.
And on top of it, he’s sleeping on the couch mostly every night.
Taehyung blames the heat, and so does Hoseok when the other members ask him why every morning they find him sprawled on the couch.
Seokjin gives him a strange questioning look on the fifth morning, when Hoseok gets up and stretches his back with a whine and Taehyung quickly looks away, eyes landing on the dancer’s back as he heads to the bathroom.
It takes only two more days before Jin manages to trap him in the kitchen.
Taehyung sighs and leans with his back onto the kitchen counter, waiting for his hyung to scold him for whatever reason.
“What happened between you and Hoseok?” Jin asks after a while, Taehyung's eyes still glued to the floor.
He gulps and finds the strength to look at his hyung.
“Nothing..” his voice cracks a little and Seokjin smiles satisfied.
“Tae..” he knows his hyung only uses his nickname to make him break and tell everything.
He gulps again releasing a sigh and looks at the older with big watery eyes.
Seokjin widens his gaze as tears start streaming down the younger's cheeks.
“I miss my Hobi..– Taehyung stutters between hiccups, leaning in the older’s hug – I screwed up.. Jin-hyung I screwed up so bad.. what can I do..”
It takes a few minutes to calm him down and after Seokjin had made him sit and talk about what happened between them a week ago, Taehyung finds himself a bit lighter, but still worried. He heads to his room and sighs before hiding his face under the pillow and falling into agitated dream.
After that night Hoseok starts smiling at him again.
Taehyung understands Jin must have speak to the dancer, since he knows how much his hyung works for the quiet of the dorm, but he still think he is the one who should talk face to face with Hoseok about that night.
But he’s not ready to confront his hyung and also his own feelings, so he just keeps pushing his memories in a corner of his brain, smiling like he always does and saying stupid and weird things that makes everyone laugh.
He also doesn’t say anything about the blue circles under Hoseok’s eyes, even if he does notice how they keep growing days after days, until one night he wakes up from a weird and confused dream to find his hyung awake, playing with his phone in the dark of their room.
Taehyung holds his breath and curls, eyes focused on his hyung, whose face is illuminated by the light coming from the phone’s screen.
Taehyung sees how the older moves his eyelids and then scoffs to regain control. He can see how tired Hoseok is and how bad he is trying not to fall asleep.
The younger waits an other few minutes before whispering-
“Hyung” Hoseok nearly jumps and then turns his head in Taehyung’s direction with a questioning look, from what Taehyung can see.
“Tae?” he asks then, unsure.
Taehyung takes his answer as a sign and moves his blanket away, standing up and walking toward his hyung’s bed.
Hoseok makes space for him without saying a word and the younger sits and then lays down against his warm body, placing his head on the other’s shoulder.
They stay like this for a while until Taehyung lifts his head to look at the other’s chin and Adam’s apple.
“Hyung why aren’t you asleep?” he asks quietly, and Hoseok adjusts himself under him.
“I’m not tired” he simply answers, one hand holding Taehyung close.
“Bullshit” states the younger after a while.
“Tae!” there’s no anger in Hoseok’s tone, maybe a little concern, but he’s also amused.
Taehyung snorts and holds his hyung’s tee with his left hand.
“I’m not going to come sleep with you again without asking, hyung..- he promises –so please sleep” the last words come out as desperate as they were in his head.
“I do sleep, you don’t have to worry. Just.. Not during the night” Hoseok lowers his voice for the last few words, looking at the ceiling.
“I want you to sleep at night..– Hoseok shifts under him and Taehyung tightens his grip on his tee –I promise I’m never gonna come to your bed again” he feels a little stupid promising that while he’s already in his hyung’s bed, but he does hope Hoseok will understand what he really means.
The older boy doesn’t answer but he holds him close.
“I don’t want you to stop coming to me when you have nightmares or bad thoughts” Hoseok sounds so fragile and so worried that Taehyung moves to face him, hugging him with his arms.
“I’m not, ever, gonna stop whining about all with you– the other huffs a laugh –you are my Hobi and my wise hyung.. But I promise I will never sleep with you, unless..you ask me to..you know..do it!” he blushes when Hoseok shoots him an unreadable look, but keeps his serious expression as the other moves on his side, facing him entirely.
“So.. you want to sleep with me again?” Hoseok is smirking and Taehyung blushes even more, looking anywhere but at him.
His eyes fall on the other’s lips, curved into a knowing smile that shapes them in a cute pink heart and he licks his own instinctively.
Hoseok looks at him and then down at his lips.
Taehyung feels some strange emotion brushing his heart and closes his eyes when Hoseok’s hand starts brushing his naked thigh.
It's different from the other times, Hoseok’s touch is light against his burning skin and he can feel his hyung’s breath inching when he releases a little whine, needy and soft..
“Taehyung..– he opens his eyes finding Hoseok closer to his face and he sucks in a breath, blushing more –Taehyung..” the second time he hears his name he looks directly in his hyung's eyes, finding him drowning in the confusion that fogs them. He thinks probably Hoseok is reading the same in his own eyes and he closes them, rushing to push his face and head into his hyung’s chest.
He leans closer holding his hyung shirt and inhaling his scent.
“Taehyung look at me.– he strengthens his grip on the fabric while his hyung tries to move him away – Taehyung please..” he releases his grip and raises his head to face him.
Emotion tightening his heart, he doesn’t even realize he is crying until he sees his hyung widening his eyes and rushing to wipe his cheeks with both his thumbs.
“What’s the matter, Tae?” Hoseok’s tone is worried and scared at the same time and Taehyung shuts his eyes closed and shakes his head.
He’s trying to talk but thoughts and words mix in his head and leave him drowning in confusion, mouth open gasping for air.
“Tae, talk to me please”. His heart hurts a lot hearing his hyung so worried, so he holds both the other’s wrists, opening his eyes .
“I’m..so..sorry” he gasps looking at him with wide eyes and hoping he will understand everything those words mean to him.
Hoseok looks at him in a daze, but then he smiles fondly and leans until their foreheads are touching.
“You’ll drive me crazy one of these days” and before Taehyung can even think of asking why, the older closes the space between their lips and closes his eyes.
Taehyung’s eyes grow bigger and he’s almost sure his heart stopped beating during the whole kiss.
It’s not much at first, just their lips brushing against each other, but Hoseok’s lips are warm and soft and without even realizing it, Taehyung has his eyes closed and his hands one on Hoseok’s neck and the other holding his hyung’s t-shirt.
He can feel the older’s hand on his back and he trembles when it pushes their bodies closer. He whines when Hoseok bites his lower lip and deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue inside the younger’s mouth, careful not to be too assertive but also shifting his head up a bit.
They move and Taehyung rolls on his back, eyes still closed and arms around Hoseok’s neck. The latter uses one arm to hold himself up while the other hand brushes Taehyung’s hair, rolling then down the younger’s neck and shoulder.
Taehyung never imagined kissing could be so overwhelming, he can feel his hyung’s body against his, every spot the other touched and is touching is burning and his teeth are biting softly on his lips, making him a shaking whining mess.
When Hoseok breaks the kiss he opens his eyes and looks at him questioning.
The older looks puzzled and then leans down to leave few butterfly kisses along Tahyung’s cheeks, rolling down to his jawline and then stopping few inches from the younger's skin; warm breaths against his neck make Taehyung shiver.
“Hyung” the younger whines and moves under his bandmate, rolling his hips up because the friction is breathtaking. Sometime during the kiss one of Hoseok’s knees ends up between his thighs, and his breath inches feeling the older’s hardness brushing against his.
Hoseok snorts and shakes against the younger’s body, trying to regain control.
“Tae– he manages to say, looking at the boy’s face in the darkness of the room –maybe we should think this through” he’s caressing the other’s cheek with one hand, and forcing himself not to jump back on his lips, red and swollen from the previous kisses.
Taehyung has his eyes closed and is still trying to remember how to breathe properly. It’s like that thing that was holding up his heart just flew away. Taehyung is pretty sure Hoseok ate that while he was kissing him.
He raises his arms and holds the older from the neck, pulling him down.
“Tae..”
“Hobi..”
Hoseok widens his eyes looking at the boy under him, that has now big round eyes staring at him. The look Taehyung gives him is pure lust and Hoseok finds his throat dry and licks his lips as he glares at the other’s.
Taehyung's eyes go even bigger and tries to regain control, even if he's still holding Hoseok’s shirt and panting a little.
“Hobi..– his tone is now more relaxed –You should get some sleep” he smiles at the older.
“That would mean you going back to your bunk.. I’d rather not” Hoseok hides his face in the younger’s chest brushing is cheek on the thin fabric.
“I’ll stay here then” the other answers firmly, hand brushing his hair.
“You can’t.. I know I..”
“You won’t do anything, and if you will, I’ll just wake you up..” Taehyung’s voice is soft and caring and Hoseok feels his heart a bit lighter. He’s still trying to not fall asleep with Taehyung’s hand caressing his locks.
“I’ll watch over you, hyung..” the younger almost wishpers and Hoseok finds hard to argue with his eyes beginning to close and his Taehyung holding him closer.
The morning after Taehyung finds himself crushed against Hoseok’s body.
He wakes up drowning in his scent, his face hidden in the crook of the older’s neck, the latter’s arm under his head and one around his waist, holding him close.
He can’t help but smile, because Hoseok looks deep asleep, with a serious pout on his lips, but he looks also relaxed against his body.
Taehyung tries to unravel himself without waking the boy when a crystal laugh hits his head. He turns just to find Jimin sitting near the bed, chin resting on his arms looking at the both of them with a knowing smirk on his full lips.
“Jimin-ah..” Taehyung manages to say with a low voice.
“Did you sleep well, Taetae?” the black haired boy asks singing his nickname.
Taehyung just hums and turns around to face the boy, still trying not to wake Hoseok.
“I bet you sleep very well tonight.. If you two slept at all, I mean..” Jimin’s smirk widens and he moves away when Taehyung tries to hit him with one hand.
“Shut up, we slept..– Taehyung feels his cheeks burning –what time is it?” he asks, trying to change the subject.
“It’s cuddle time– sings Jimin, getting up and making disgusting moans toward the boys curled in the bed –wake him up with some kiss, Taetae, your sleeping beauty is waiting for you” he continues, making kissing noises.
Taehyung flushes deeper and he was trying to find some insult to throw at his stupid best friend when he feels Hoseok’s hand sliding on his hip and then landing on his stomach. He gulps as the older boy holds him closer and breathes against his neck.
Jimin lets out an high pitched note and then shuts his mouth with both hands, coming closer to them, while Taehyung tries not to flush even more.
“Ah-ahh Hobi and TaeTae, under a three – Hoseok’s kiss on the back of Taehyung neck seems to give the black haired dancer the green light to began mocking them again –k-i-s..AHK” Taehyung has his face buried behind his own hands, when he feels Hoseok’s nearly jumping up and then he hears Jimin suffocating.
When he opens his eyes and moves away his hands he finds Jimin gasping for air, held still by one of Hoseok’s arms around his neck.
“Jiminie your lack of respect for your hyung makes your hyung angry” Hoseok still sleepy voice and laugh fill Taehyung ears and he laughs seeing his best friend trapped by his Hobi’s arms.
“Hy…ung..soffocat..ing… Ta..e..hel..p..” Jimin’s attempt to reach for him, just makes him laugh more, but he gets up and driven by misery he catches one of Hoseok’s arms and tries to let him release Jimin.
When he raises his head to look at Hoseok, the latter is smiling at him fondly and Taehyung freezes and begins to blush, Jimin still trying to escape.
Hoseok low a bit to peck on Taehyung’s lips and then capture them in a sweet and fast kiss, and just when Taehyung was adjusting to the sensation, Hoseok pulls himself back, smirking at the confused expression on the younger’s face and at the red coloring his cheeks.
Taehyung loosens his grip on Hoseok’s arm and just stands with mouth hanging open and red cheeks. Hoseok thinks he probably have never seen anything so adorable and so beautiful.
An then, Taehyung smiles, and Hoseok’s heart skips a beat.. He startles for a minute, enjoying the boy’s typical square smile as it conquers that face, making his eyes disappear into crescent moons..
He couldn't care less about Jimin’s noises, or whatever noise in the world, as long as he'd get to see that smile everyday, every our, at every kiss.