The door clicked shut and Hoseok fell on the comfy bed with a small bounce, while Yoongi wheeled in their luggage. 

"How long do you think they'll take to realise we're married already?" The latter asked, checking his pockets for all his belongings.

Hoseok scoffed, raising his hand to eye the diamond on his ring finger.

"Maybe never," he told the silver head before sitting up on his elbows, "because they managed to overlook such a pretty ring you bought me!"

Yoongi nodded, slipping off his backup before straddling the younger and trapping him on the bed underneath him.

"Alright answer this," he started, intensely eying the playful boy under him, "How long before they realise they've ran far ahead off the cliff?"

Hoseok faked a thoughtful pout.

"Maybe when they look down?"

The married duo burst into a fit of giggles, Yoongi leaning down and pecking his husband on the lips before rolling off of him.

"Ah... This is going to be fun," the younger murmured burying his face on Yoongi's side. Yoongi only hummed stroking his back gently.

"Atleast they paid for our Honeymoon," he said snickering slightly, "albeit without knowledge of the good they were doing."

Hoseok slapped his chest and looked up slightly.

"You're mean! Did we really have to take advantage of them like that?" He asked, feeling slightly guilty about tricking his generous employer.

"Ah hon... Don't forget it was the rich man who invited us along and it isn't for free. They've made me a part of this dumb game--"

"Speaking of which," Hoseok interrupted his husband midway, "are you really gonna make the kids break up after all this?"

Yoongi noticed the sad expression forming on his husband's face and quickly pulled him back into his arms.

"When did I say I was going to play that part honey?"

A doorbell rang shortly, interrupting their moment which made Yoongi groan in annoyance. He picked himself up and dragged across the expensive wooden flooring, opening the ebony doors to the receptionist they met earlier.

"Sir, I think you left one of your bags downstairs. We would've sent it up but we weren't sure and would like you to check on it first." She informed him, sliding up the screen of her phone to show him a picture of the abandoned luggage in the lobby.

"Yikes Yoonie that's mine!" A voice blared up from inside the room startling the ones at the door. A hasty Hoseok came running upto them with a worried look on his beautiful face.

"Chill baby I'll get it," Yoongi said softly ruffling the tallers hair, "why don't you freshen up until then?"

Hoseok nodded and left to the washroom, allowing Yoongi to follow the receptionist downstairs. He retrieved the baby blue tote bag from the lost and found section before turning around and accidentally bumping into someone.

"Hey watch where you're going-- " Yoongi froze mid sentence, grip around the bag loosening when he saw who was standing in front of him.

"Jimin?"

"Yoongi!?"

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The two men hadn't spoken much after the incident at the elevator.

Only the necessary, "I'll take the couch so you can go for the bed," and "I'm going to shower first." Both spoken by the younger dad who had practically stumbled into the bathroom with the speed of light.

A permanent blush seemed to have attached itself to Seokjin's face as he thought back to the bold and absolutely inappropriate thing he had said at the elevator.

He wouldn't mind being a bottom?

A BOTTOM? 

For god's sake that's worse that admitting you have herpes in your ass cheeks! ( Not that he did, his ass was bomb.)

Seokjin shrieked silently, fingers tugging at the hair on his head.

"I was married to a woman for all these years and have a 19 year old son with her, what the fuck was I thinking!?!" He screamed in his head, wanting to rip it off for commanding his mouth to say such a thing.

Another small part of his brain reminded him that it was probably because even Namjoon had admitted his gay sexual preference in terms of position and it wasn't a big deal at all. It was just talk after all right? Not that they were gonna ever do it-- no! 

Seokjin slapped his face and flared his nostrils at the terrible thought, which for some reason wasn't as terrible as it should've been for a straight married father of one. 

He heard the bathroom door click open and realized he'd been in the same spot, moping around for 20 minutes. The door opened and he seriously hoped the younger would pretend nothing happened and move on with the day like he had back in the plane.

And he did.

Fortunately for Seokjin, Namjoon didn't bring it up again the entire day. He spoke normally, laughing and teasing the older as usual, as they unpacked their stuff into the large ebony cupboard, placing their stuff neatly beside each others.

Little did Seokjin know, the amount of mental crisis the younger had suffered while in the shower as he couldn't get out the image of the compliant older lying flat on the bed, his white shirt unbuttoned on the top giving a view of the pinkish skin on his neck and collarbones.

He banged his head against the wet wall to stop himself from thinking further and decreased the temperature of the shower to calm his self.

They ordered pizza for lunch along with some wine for later, which they didn't end up opening at all because they'd already fallen asleep on the messy couch with pizza slices hanging out of their mouths.

14 hour flights can make any man tedious.

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A/n: Short chapter but we got spilling the beans like Jack himself! Didn't expect that with sope did ya? Wait for more surprises , touché ;)

Also if you didn't get the "running far ahead off the cliff" reference, it was this.

He usually falls only when he looks down. :')
Can you guess what Yoongi meant when he said that?

moonlightkitty_4 I love you <3