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the aftermath of Yoongi accidentally tripping on someone's feet and falling on Hoseok's lap and them not-so-accidentally making out
Hoseok wants to crawl inside a photograph and stay there for a while.
Hoseok is both a dancer and a Dancer.
(In which Hoseok is a stripper and Yoongi wants to sample the goods.)
Hoseok starts getting unsolicited advice (and feelings) from a ghost.
Tumblr prompt (bbyhobie): so person a & b r roommates and they play video games and as a joke their friends got them sims and they made a family with all their friends and as a joke get married ironically but then they get super into it.
“Seok,” Yoongi starts slowly. “Why do you have a baby and more importantly, why did you bring your baby to my place?”
“Actually, that’s your baby too, that’s why I stayed off the radar for the last nine months. Congratulations!” he opens his arms but gives up, seeing Yoongi’s expression. “No, I’m just kidding, she’s your sister’s.”
(or; Yoongi's sister forces him to take care of her daughter for a month and Hoseok volunteers to help)
Look, guys, Yoongi has got this all under control, okay. He's gonna be fine. With a blog rating dick pics and a long standing crush on his best friend, what could possibly go wrong?
“This is so stupid.”
Hoseok grins and the silver dies down and his lips part so prettily in happiness. “I scratch your back…”
“I didn’t think scratching yours back would be making you a sex appeal potion,” Yoongi grumbles.
Or, Hoseok wants to make a sex appeal potion. They fuck up. Then they just fuck. (Woah.)
“Wanna go swimming?” Yoongi asks, and Hoseok can just make out the water by Yoongi’s feet in the darkness.
“W-what?”
“I can teach you if you still don’t know.”
“B-but,” Hoseok runs his tongue over his braces, tries to get a grip on his stutter. “I don’t have trunks.”
“So? Get naked.”
When it comes to fucking around with his best friend, Yoongi follows two rules: