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Lies.
"What were you doing with Engineering Department's Kim Seokjin last night?" Yoongi asked as he grabbed a bottle of soda from his worn dorm fridge. The door creaking as he shut it with force. Waiting for the response of one certain Jung Hoseok who's lying face down on his newly-washed sheets, half-drunk, and half-sober, probably more drunk than sober.
"What's up? You .. Jealous?" Hoseok turned his buried head away from the sheets to face Yoongi who was now drinking the soda by the counter, a small huff of breath escaping his lips as he rested his body on the kitchen counter, a deep look on his face, not knowing that Hoseok was looking at his direction.
"No.. No.. I'm not." He was slowly shaking the drink now. Hoping that Hoseok would somehow not notice his voice faltering. Hoping that Hoseok would just shut his mouth up if he ever noticed that Yoongi was close to screaming at him for being so gullible. "I was just asking." Taking another sip from the drink in his hand to push back the scream trying to leave his throat.
"Yoon.. Seokjin and I are frat mates. You know...." His voice sounding more and more unconvincing and picky. "Frat guys and frat things?" He made cute stretching noises as he stood up from the bed. A small guilty smile in plastered on his face. Hoseok was desperately wishing Yoongi won't notice. Even though the hurt crossing his face was evident as he avoided Hoseok's gaze. Even though he was obviously swallowing millions of hurtful words directed at him.
"Right - Frat brothers." Yoongi swallowed another sip of his cold soda, the burning sensation pushing down his throat was melting the lump stuck on his airways.
"Yeah." Hoseok sighed as he was walking closer to Yoongi. Guilt giving the remaining of his guts away as he reached out to his waist. Yoongi letting him touch him freely without protest, giving him control. He took one last sip before he threw his soda straight to his trash, facing Hoseok with a determined expression. All of the hurt and pain thrown along with the bottle in the trash. All his feelings of hate and doubt thrown abandoned along with the soda bottle in the trash as he reached up and circled his arms around Hoseok's neck. The lust slowly building in the pits of his stomach as he met his heated gaze.
That's all we'll ever be anyway.
And Hoseok was bringing their bodies closer now. His thoughts thrown on the back of his head as he felt the soft cold kisses littered by Yoongi on his jaw. His hands trailing from his neck to his hair as he pulled him closer to him.
"Yoo--" Hoseok wanted to take things slow this time. He was still drunk and hazed from the frat party. His steaming make-out session with Kim Namjoon still sweet in his mouth. But everything he felt from Namjoon melted as Yoongi cut him off with a deep kiss. The kind of kiss that Yoongi does when he wanted all of Hoseok's attention all for himself. The kind of kiss he does when he's pissed and knows exactly that Hoseok had been fooling around behind his back again. A reminder being passed with the way his tongue worked along with his, even biting his bottom lip, not giving any spaces for Hoseok to breath. Earning Yoongi a sweet - very sweet moan escaping from his lips. A sure sign that he got where he wanted Hoseok to be.
From the heated kisses exchanged to them stripping off each other offending clothes to falling naked and sweating on Yoongi's bed, Hoseok couldn't help but moan from all the dominance Yoongi was showing him. His strong hands caging Hoseok's hand on just above his head, away from his skin, voiding him of all possible contact his hands can make aside from Yoongi's. Earning him a frustrated grunt from Hoseok squirming beneath him.
"Yoongs... Let me touch you please?" Hoseok whimpered as he felt Yoongi littering kisses that would surely bruise and leave marks for more than a week. Even placing deeper marks on the most exposed area of Hoseok's neck, on places where it's hardly impossible to hide. Yoongi ignored his please and kept on leaving marks on Hoseok's exposed skin. Trailing kisses from his neck to his chest, biting and sucking on both of his nipples and even licking on the belly button on his stomach.
Hoseok was already far gone by the time Yoongi let him go. Tears were already streaming on the side of his cheeks, his eyes hazily looking high and fucked out despite not getting fucked -
or did he? Before he went to me?
Yoongi winced at the thought and threw it away as soon as his eyes landed on the red marks all over Hoseok's golden skin, his slightly bruised and plump heart-shaped lips from all the biting and just really the sight of Hoseok panting and whimpering "Yoongi" like a lewd broken record from a porn scene beneath him. His cock resting abandoned on his stomach, already leaking precum. Yoongi dipped his head and took his cock in his hands, giving it a few strokes as he watched Hoseok squirmed frustrated again.
"You're already leaking yet we aren't even getting started yet?" A smirk was forming on his lips as he watched Hoseok met his playful gaze. Eyes already begging Yoongi for release. Completely forgetting that his hands were already free. And a silent moan escaping from his lips as Yoongi took his cock in his mouth, sucking his soul away, his tongue rolling expertly around his cock.
"Shit shit shit fuck - " He threw his tired hands on Yoongi's hair as he kept on whispering incoherent words like a mantra as Yoongi liked on the bottom of his shaft, tracing that vein in his cock, and even taking his cock as far as his throat without even gagging. Hoseok can feel himself coming close. He tugged on Yoongi's hair as he bucked his hips up while pushing deeper into Yoongi's throat, fucking into his mouth for release.
"Fuck.. Yoongss.. I'm cumming.. Fuck..." His eyes were half-lidded as he felt the ball of pleasure pulling away from his stomach, already about to reach his release. Only to get pushed away by Yoongi.
"FUCK MIN YOONGI!" Hoseok growled and yelped in frustration as the heat and pleasure on subsiding from the tip of his cock.
"Turn around Hoseok or I'll leave you like this." Yoongi tapped on his left leg, urging him to turn around in fours. Hoseok glared at him but turned around and positioned himself on fours as fast as he could will his body too. Even going as far as reaching for the lube and the condom on the bedside table.
"So impatient." He placed an ample amount and wasted no time to make circled on his rim with the cold lube on his fingers. Hoseok yelped as he felt the icy feeling of the lube on his rim. His mind cursing Yoongi for not warming the lube up.
So unromantic.
Hoseok cursed at his train of thoughts as he felt Yoongi press a finger inside his hole. The icy lube crawling in his insides in a shock.
Why would he be romantic with me anyway? Romantic is not for me.
The bitterness started eating Hoseok as he felt Yoongi stretching him in a rush with a second finger. Scissoring him open and even digging deeper into his hole.
Romantic is the reason why he got Jimin as a boyfriend in the first place.
Hoseok can feel the bitterness stinging him again. The memory of Yoongi telling him that Jimin is already his boyfriend and that he'll be ending their relationship to not make it unfair for him. Hoseok begging for Yoongi not to end them both. Yoongi rejecting him for months - telling him to find himself a boyfriend - who happened to be Kim Taehyung, the current leader of their frat - who constantly cheats on him with Multimedia Department's Jeon Jungkook, which causes him to continue cheating on him too since they're just gonna be that kind of couple until somebody finally breaks up with whoever. But as soon as he got Taehyung, Yoongi was crawling back on his doorstep, begging him instead of booty-calling him over his apartment. And Hoseok never bottomed from then on, determined to break Yoongi for being such a jerk - until now.
"Flying away from me again princess?"
Moan after moan escaped from Hoseok's lips as Yoongi kept hitting his prostate. "Yoongiii...~ pleaseee~" Hoseok was practically a begging mess by the time Yoongi was done abusing his prostate. His eyes hooded and his breathing was screaming for Yoongi to "fuck me" but Yoongi got a begging kink. And he knew Hoseok would take a little more teasing to beg for it.
"What Seok? Tell me what do you want?" He was smearing the lube on his condom-covered cock and was sliding his slick cock just outside Hoseok's rim. Earning him moan after moan again.
Hoseok really hated bottoming. He stopped being a bottom to Yoongi months ago. But here he is again - back to where he was during square one. Moaning like a total bitch beneath Yoongi.
"Yoongi.. Please.. Fuck me? Please?" He threw all of his remaining pride off the drain. He's got no time for thinking about how a dick Yoongi is in reality - when he literally got his dick on the tip of his ass.
A few more spine-chilling lubes and Yoongi was slowly sliding into him, bottoming within Hoseok's tight hole, sucking him in. He waited for Hoseok to adjust from his size. Holding all of his self-control as Hoseok moaned and arched his back from him. He missed this. His view from behind. His spine arching submissively for him. His shoulders holding his weight together and Yoongi couldn't help but press closer to leave bruises on him. Bruises that Kim Taehyung would have to see for a week - bruises that would make Taehyung scream in frustration as he saw marks that were never his.
"Yoongs.." Hoseok sighed as he felt Yoongi trailing kisses on his back, his other hand caressing the outline of his spine as he slowly moved inside him. His rhythm increasing as he moaned at how tight Hoseok's hole was. And just like how Min Yoongi is - he was pounding Hoseok hard into a sweet fucked out mess - moaning and screaming his name, praising his cock like it's the only thing that he'll ever worship in his lifetime. His insides brining Yoongi into the depths of pleasure he hadn't felt for a very long time. His brain completely forgetting about Jimin who's away on a camp for 3 straight days.
"Hobi.. Fuck.." His tongue slipped the long-forgotten pet name he had for Hoseok. Hoseok squirming into submission as he felt Yoongi tugging on his hair, arching his body upward, bringing their bodies closer, praising him how good he is and how good he takes his cock inside him. And they both fell into their familiar rhythm. Hoseok crying as he felt the pleasure coursing through his abandoned cock, Yoongi pounding into him as hard as he could as Hoseok's walls clench around him.
"Fuck Yoongi I'm gonna cum" Hoseok cried between words. Yoongi was whispering and peppering him with kisses as he reached for his abandoned cock dripping with precum. He stroked his cock as he felt him reaching his orgasm while hitting on his prostate over and over. Hoseok came, shooting his cum on the bed and on Yoongi's hand with his eyes shut with a very lewd moan and Yoongi's name on his mouth like a prayer he'd been wanting to scream for so long.
Yoongi felt his orgasm building in his stomach. He dug into Hoseok's waist deeply that it was probably gonna leave bruises for days and pounded hardly into him - his rhythm completely thrown over as his cock was getting sucked by Hoseok's walls, the feeling in his gut crawling to the tip of his cock as felt the high surging his body with every thrust. Hoseok yelping in overstimulation beneath him. His hands flying on his head, pushing him down on the mattress, Hoseok's name moaned in his lips as he felt his orgasm reaching him. One deep thrust and he came spilling his seeds in the condom, His high electrifying his body as he rode his orgasm slow and deep while prepping kisses on Hoseok - who's too far gone and tired.
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Yoongi tossed the condom on the trash. He reached for a damp cloth to clean himself and hurriedly clean Hoseok's cum almost drying in his stomach. He threw the cloth on the floor and cuddled with Hoseok on his bed. The position not even foreign to them after all the awkward nights that they had to share - both leaving each other's flat before the sun rises - before their boyfriends came over. But now, they didn't have anything to worry about. No Jimin constantly present in his dorm room. No Taehyung unpredictably showing up at Hoseok's dorm room - 'cause he's not there. Just the two of them, falling back to their usual routine but with a completely different feeling.
"Seok.. " Do you wanna stay with me this way? For a long time? But the words got stuck on his throat. As he remembered how Hoseok was always looking happy and contented in the presence of Taehyung.
"Hmm? Yoongs?" Can we stay this way? Please? Hoseok wanted to beg him so much but he reminded himself that Yoongi chose Jimin over him. Yoongi would always choose Jimin over him.
"What are we Seok?" The question was left hanging within the walls of the room. Their gazes just silently meeting each other's eyes.
"What are we Yoongi?" Hoseok returned the question. His eyes not leaving his.
They both knew what the answer is. But they also knew what the appropriate answer should be. And they left the question hanging in the air. Along with all the words left unsaid. Along with all the feeling tossed within the four corners of the room.
As they both fell asleep.
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Hello.
Burn in the pits of darkness with me?