It all started, Hoseok was pretty sure, when he was in his last year of college - and his body had gone on strike after way too many years of abusing it through cram school and tests and all nighters to finish papers at the last minute. It all started when he'd had six hours of sleep over five days and fell into bed and stared at the ceiling. It all started, Hoseok was pretty damn sure, with The Guy.
In which Hoseok has insomnia, and Yoongi has a really really nice voice.
hoseok is the drummer in a shitty band and yoongi likes him anyways
“Shit,” Yoongi gasps out. “You’re a beast.”
The boy leans over the counter, eyes trained at Yoongi, looking up at the latter with his orangey-red messy fringe. “I’d show you a beast, but he’s trapped in my pants.”
or, Min Yoongi is a Professional Barista and he won’t let gorgeous vermillion-haired boys with their stupid faces catch him off guard.
Yoonji replied without missing a beat and pressed the stolen ice pop to her cheek, “My insides are melting and the fact that you can even think about sex right now makes my skin break out into hives. Check again in the winter and see where you and ice pops rank on my list. Who knows, maybe you’ll come above it?”
"Same as the first time, Yoongi's smile is full of rainbows and brightness and cute puppies and gums and nothing can prevent the blow Hoseok feels to her flip-flopping stomach. Shit, thinks Hoseok. She's got a hollow point smile. Hoseok resigns herself to the fact that she won't last long before she gives in to it."
(aka your average high school fic in which nothing really happens and is based on anime high school rooftops, a beautiful gummy smile, and a couple of lines from mcr's bulletproof heart)
"Jogging after them, Jimin notices that Hoseok has somehow escaped from Yoongi’s grip and is now holding hands with Yoongi, their fingers interlaced tightly, as she tenderly kisses Yoongi’s knuckles one by one. Yoongi is gnawing on her bottom lip, trying hard to conceal a smile. Man, thinks Jimin as he catches up to them, slowing down his jog. They really are made for each other."
(aka your average high school fic bonus scene in which someone's actions are sweet enough to cause diabetes)
Yoongi and hoseok's familys move together and they don't get along well....... At first.
Hoseok didn’t want to admit to himself that he only came to this Starbucks for a specific reason. Reasons including that the coffee here was just better; it had nothing to do with a certain barista.
After filming the newest skit, Yoongi can't seem to forget Hoseok's hand on his neck.
yoongi really, really likes some soundcloud rapper's song.
he also happens to really, really like the idea of being fucked by aforementioned rapper.
but, for now, yoongi's stuck alone in his room, stereo volume on full blast and his hand wrapped around his dick while he fantasizes about some guy he’s never seen. wonderful.
yoongi honestly just wanted some company. he just doesn't understand the implications of texting his boyfriend 'my parents are out of town, wanna come over?'
hoseok is happy to teach him.
“Want to hear my plan, now, sweetie?” He asks, wrapping an arm around Yoongi’s narrow shoulders. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“Lemme hear the plan, Seokie,” Yoongi says, squirming around a little bit to be cuddled.
Hoseok chuckles and presses his thumb to the corner of Yoongi’s lip, stroking up to his cheek and swirling circles there. “I told them about you, of course, and ever since then I've been getting… requests. And I know the rent’s gone up in your building, and… well, baby, I saw you looking at my stuff. You don't have to. I just thought the money - and if you enjoyed it -”
Hoseok is a camboy. Yoongi is his boyfriend. Yoongi doesn't mind it at all. No, no really - he doesn't mind it at all, at all, and he's not adverse to seeing where Hoseok's plan will take them. (they fuck in front of four thousand people. yoongi is unashamed.)
Yoongi is having trouble sleeping when he finds Hoseok outside at one in the morning with dried tears on his face. Thankfully Yoongi is a good listener.
when everything- or everyone- gets in the way for sworn enemies captain jung hoseok of baseball team and captain min yoongi of swimming club.
Somewhere in the back of her mind Hoseok's aware she's had to much to drink, is aware that she shouldn't be making bets, but she had never backed down from one before now and wasn't about to start.
“Mmm, alright,” She grins and effortlessly rolls her shoulders. “I’ll do it.”
yoongi is hoseok's dealer and he gets more then just a successful sale
Rival Erotica writers Yoongi and Hoseok. 50% crack, 50% porn.
The first time Jung Hoseok lays eyes on Father Min Yoongi, he knows this little “vacation” his stepdad has sequestered him to after being kicked out of boarding school is going to be more fun that he’d thought.
College AU - Hoseok's roommate keeps drawing dicks on his face, and Yoongi is the only guy on the hall with makeup wipes and foundation. Hoseok is the cute lab partner that Yoongi has had a crush on all semester. Makeup doesn't usually feel this intimate, does it?
Basically: Yoongi touches Hoseok's face a lot, and Hoseok starts to like it.
Straight fuckboy Hoseok discovers he's not so straight because of (thanks to?) one very openly gay Min Yoongi.
When it comes to fucking around with his best friend, Yoongi follows two rules:
- They must be inebriated.
- They must not kiss.
"I-I'll have you know I wanted to come very badly and my vibrator failed me!"
Yoongi smiled close to Hoseok's face. "But I won't fail you."
Hoseok smiled and slowly opened his eyes. “I’m not made of glass hyung. I’m fine.”
Yoongi raised his eyebrows at that. Not made of glass, huh? “Don’t you dare complain later.”
Yoongi wants to fly so bad he's ready to break the rules for that. Jung Hoseok is the worst collateral damage possible. (Stop lying).
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