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" hoseok! stop using my shampoo!" yoongi yelled from the shower. he could hear Hoseok's laugh even from the kitchen. "and if the video isn't done when i get out of here you'll be in trouble!" he ran his fingers coated in rose scented shampoo through his hair. his black hair was soft and felt like he'd been in a salon after he rinsed it out.
for a few years, hoseok and himself had been making videos for their channels. they had a gaming channel and another for funny vlogs crossed with skits that ended up on instagram with "me at the [insert here]" on the top. they never minded, and loved the publicity.
yoongi knew from the beginning that they'd be shipped together. he read the first fanfiction written about them and he'd be lying if he said he didn't turn red. yoongi knew they could never date, hoseok was way too attractive and he was too quiet for him. hoseok was out of his league, to put it simply.
they were both openly gay to one another and to their fans. this probably didn't help the shipping but yoongi lowkey enjoyed that. he'd sometimes tweet lewd things about hoseok just to make it worse and delete it after. he loved the attention and wanted more good stories to be written about them since real life wasn't as glamorous.
hoseok could never even begin to have a crush on him, but yoongi remembered exactly when he started to fall for the sunshine of a person.
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hoseok was playing around on the website they'd been challenged to play against each other. colorful dots eating other colorful dots, and yoongi couldn't take his eyes of the screen. he made little comments that made hoseok laugh until he freaked out and died.
the mouse got slid to yoongi's side. he guided his dot around the screen, listening to hoseok gently say weird and quirky comments and laughing. hoseok shifted a little closer to him, and yoongi felt a hand on his leg. squeezing his thigh, hoseok looked at yoongi. he couldn't help but look back at least once.
hoseok's orange-pink hair was fading, different colors in parts of his hair turning bland. his eyes were dark and his lips were red and orange. yoongi couldn't breathe, couldn't look away. hoseok's high cheekbones turned a dust of pink when yoongi looked away, he himself turning red.
the dot died, and yoongi couldn't look at hoseok. whenever he looked back, his heart would hurt and his lips begged to touch the younger's. they did one more round and hoseok ended up winning. they ended the episode and yoongi went into his room. he called seokjin and listened to his heart thump inside his chest.
"yoongi, you're fucking whipped for him."
"i know."
"you might want to go to the doctor's, i can hear your heart."
"i know." yoongi flopped down on his bed. "was namjoon like this?"
"you bet your ass he was. i guess y'all bottoms are just whipped."
"guess so."
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"alright kids, it's past midnight. joonie and i are gonna sleep so you should too. sleep on the pull out bed, good night!" hoseok in his drunken state only hummed while yoongi gave a thumbs up. they stayed where they were, neither moving or speaking, too drunk to.
"i'm getting in the bed. get in when you want. i know you like to cuddle your teddy bears but you have me tonight." yoongi chuckled to himself and hit his head to the pillow, falling asleep instantly.
he woke up somewhere between 3 and 4 AM to hoseok whispering. he opened his eyes enough to peer out at him, and saw him touching something long. he was confused, but realized it was hoseok's own dick! in the flesh, the dick he'd dreamed of and hopped on dildos for.
yoongi tried to look away, it was invading hoseok's privacy to stare. it didn't help he was hissing and whispering to himself. the highlighted outline of hoseok's shadow was tan, his melanin making yoongi drool. he watched his hand move slowly, his lip caught between his teeth as he held in his noises.
yoongi was already rolled over towards hoseok, so he couldn't just roll over without being noticed. he shut his eyes and tried to ignore that his absolute crush was potentially going to orgasm in the same room as him. he shut his eyes tight until he heard hoseok let out a sigh after a trail of heaving breaths.
water ran, and soon after yoongi felt hoseok climb into the bed next to him, back against his. yoongi was going to sleep again, after all that had happened, when hoseok turned over and wrapped his arm around him. yoongi snuggled in, thinking because they were drunk they'd have an excuse. the truth was just that yoongi wanted hoseok to hold him, and never let go.
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"seok seok, if i go in there and buy a dildo will you film me?" hoseok laughed loudly, yoongi still being serious.
"why are you buying another dildo? you have like, 8." yoongi rolled his eyes and motioned hoseok to follow him. he held up their camera and followed yoongi in. "can we look at the weird ones?"
"what dildo isn't weird?" yoongi walked into the section with especially stange dildos. he saw one with spikes and pointed to it, looking at the camera. "bdsm?" hoseok laughed in the background, making yoongi laugh too.
after 10 minutes of hoseok walking around trying to film dildos he thought would be funny, he saw yoongi rush past with two baskets in hand full of dildos. hoseok started to laugh uncontrollabley.
"yoongi what the hell?" he doubled over, covering his mouth laughing.
"hoseok i have no self control." hoseok panned the camera back to yoongi after pressing record. "i'm trying to find a worker so i can buy the thrusting one." hoseok laughed again.
hoseok followed yoongi around (camera hidden, he didn't want to find out a dildo shops policy on recording in store) until he everntually found a worker. hoseok filmed the conversation quietly, trying not to laugh.
yoongi got it into his basket and then went to the check out. they finished the transaction and went back home. hoseok blasted the bass boosted soundtrack of barney while yoongi drove, the dildos bouncing in the backseat.
yoongi almost dropped all of the bags when carrying them inside, but managed to get to the couch before they fell. hoseok took off to the editing room and started transferring the video. yoongi put some water to boil on the stove to make some mac and cheese for them to eat when they had their daily tv session and wine.
yoongi shoved all the dildos into his closet in their bedroom. they'd been sharing one for years after yoongi had a long series of nightmares that led to him just staying in hoseok's room all the time, and they figured it was easier since they spent most of their time out of the room.
just as their favorite show was coming on, yoongi finished pouring the wine and putting the glasses on the coffee table. hoseok served up the mac and cheese and carried it out to start eating. they sat close on their small but comfy sofa, and yoongi leaned his head on hoseok's shoulder.
yoongi began to doze off, but hoseok spoke up just before he slept.
"what's that seokie?" yoongi opened his eyes to look at hoseok.
"i said, going dildo shopping today was fun."
"it was fun. i'm really happy you had fun too." yoongi closed his eyes again, only to feel a warm hand on his thigh. "seokie?"
"do you wanna have some fun yoongi?" hoseok looked at yoongi and got close enough their noses touched.
"hoseok..." yoongi felt his breath get stuck in his throat. this couldn't be real, he repeated, this has to be a dream. he nodded slowly, still in shock. "please."
hoseok moved in quickly after, kissing yoongi until his lips felt swollen and his cheeks were bright red. hoseok sucked bruises into his jawline and all down his neck. hoseok wrapped his arm around yoongi's back, the other holding onto his ass to support him as the larger carried them to the room.
the two grinded, bodies moving with each other and clothes working their way off until it was bare skin. hoseok working lube into yoongi felt like heaven, yoongi's moans could never be topped by anything. hoseok tried his best to scissor his fingers and add enough that yoongi wouldn't be hurt, and yoongi's begging just made him work faster.
yoongi screamed when hoseok pushed in. his body felt like fire and he couldn't ever describe the immense pleasure he felt in the moment. hoseok stopped pushing after the tip, thinking he was hurt, but yoongi urged him on until he was balls deep. after this, yoongi couldn't help but be extremely vocal.
every thrust got harder and deeper, and just when he thought it was over it got better. yoongi held onto his shoulders for dear life, leaving scratches bites on him. anything to make hoseok his, anything. yoongi's orgasm was like no other, he screamed and let out tears from just how good it was for him. hoseok watched this and couldn't stop himself from pushing as deep as he could get as he came into the condom.
they made out and felt each other up for minutes after, until yoongi was forced to get up and realized hoseok had already taken the condom off. yoongi went to the bathroom and did a quick birdbath of his ass and torso, making sure anything that was on it was off now. he walked back to the bedroom, to find they were both still naked. he laughed at this.
"hoseok go get some pants on so we can sleep."
"look who's talking." hoseok landed a little slap on yoongi's ass, him giggling in response. yoongi put on a pair of cute light blue briefs while hoseok put on an orange pair of boxers
they got into bed, yoongi waiting to see if hoseok was going to cuddle him. this was the first time, but he didn't know why. he didn't say anything about a relationship, but it felt so right. what does he want?
hoseok rolled over, and hugged yoongi. conversation left for another day.