When it comes to fucking around with his best friend, Yoongi follows two rules: They must be inebriated. They must not kiss.

"I want to try something," Yoongi murmurs, almost to himself. Hoseok opens his eyes inquisitively, and then he gasps as Yoongi carefully places the ice-cold base of his water bottle on the flat plane of Hoseok's stomach. "Can you balance it?" Yoongi asks, and his eyes are curled in the corners, pleased and catlike. He sinks down cross-legged next to Hoseok, unable to take his eyes away from the bottle.

“I found a pink note on the bathroom mirror. It says, ‘Your gummy smile makes my day.’ What do you think of that?” “Oh, yeah?” Hoseok audibly gulps down his food and tries not to sound guilty when he replies, “I mean, I honestly have to agree with them on that one." (Or, Yoongi reveals a certain insecurity that he has and Hoseok would do anything in the world to make him feel beautiful.)

Straight fuckboy Hoseok discovers he's not so straight because of (thanks to?) one very openly gay Min Yoongi.

Rival Erotica writers Yoongi and Hoseok. 50% crack, 50% porn.

yoongi and hoseok, part of a notorious crew of master thieves, are each other’s biggest rivals. on nearly every heist, they’re also partners.

he suddenly let’s someone in and they turn into his everything

Hoseok rescues a kitty in a summer storm. Thanks to some weird magic, Yoongi is that kitty. In a tiny apartment full of plants and moonlight, a simple, aching happiness blooms. But with what Jungkook knows, how long can the happiness last?

Hoseok is in love and doesn’t know how to deal with it.

hoesock87: I refuse to believe that u didn’t just google “cute asian twink” to get that selfie yoongay: i am a cute asian twink. r u tryna fuck me or no (or: yoonseok meet on grindr)

Yoongi's always liked taking risks, anyway.

He doesn’t let up, his hands getting even firmer, heels of his palms digging into Yoongi’s skin. Yoongi controls his breathing forcefully, but Hoseok can see through him anyway. And this is exactly why Yoongi doesn’t do massages. Yoongi closes his eyes, doesn’t want to see the little smirk on Hoseok’s face. It’s stupid. This lack of self control. When Hoseok kneads the junction between his neck and shoulder, he can’t help the blood rushing between his legs. Just can’t help it.

the college days prequel to often a sweetness.

the "you need a plus-one for your sister's wedding so i'm going as a favor but there's been a misunderstanding and now your whole family thinks we're dating" au

Hoseok gets a bit drunk and responsibly sends a sexy nude to the wrong number he mistakens for as his ex's. It doesn't go as bad as he thought.

yoongi and hoseok are childhood friends who live in a terrible apartment with min holly. they are also in love with each other. and bad at context clues.

It wasn't like Yoongi didn't want to tell Hoseok about what he did to make money. He wanted to tell him, he did, but the last time he had come clean about his work to a partner they left him with a few tense words and a broken heart. Hoseok was different, Yoongi knew that, but he couldn't help his fear that Hoseok would end up leaving him just like the others. No. It would have to wait for another day.

Unknown [Picture sent] wait wait a second i f*cked up wrong number I F*CKED UP HOW 2 UNSEND SH*T Yoongi okay, one: why are you sending dick pics to someone you don’t already have in your contacts two: why the fuck do you put an asterisk in your curse words and three: you kind of have a nice dick so thanks for sharing?

“Okay, but for real, why’d you want to skype?” Hoseok bites his lip and stares into the camera, spreading his legs wider and rubbing at his thighs more obviously now. “Wait, so you made me download skype, to have… skype sex?"

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"Is it okay?" Hoseok's palms slide on the sheets as he falls forward. "It isn't too much, is it?" "No," Yoongi says, rolling his hips experimentally. Hoseok can feel Yoongi clenching around him and then he can feel the way his body is now relaxing, opening up to the new sensations. It's a familiar pattern. Tense, release. Hold. Push deeper. Hoseok licks his lips and closes his eyes and tries not to come. "Hobi," Yoongi groans, tugging him closer, his hand twisted in Hoseok's hair. "Come on. Just let go. Please."

Coffee orders should really come with a word limit. Unless it gives Hoseok another reason to talk to Yoongi, of course.

it's only been a month, but yoongi's already well past the point of recovery.

hoseok needs to be put to bed sometimes.

Yoongi's neighbour tries to kill him. He's not particularly offended; she is, after all, four. What he is offended by is her father. Her kind, funny father, who smiles at him like the sun and is just as blinding... (Or: Jung Hoseok is the single father of the weirdest child Min Yoongi has ever met, and he thinks he might be falling in love.)

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