It was around one in the morning in South Korea, and a tired Min Yoongi could not sleep. The curtains in his room were closed, and he hoped that would help, but it did not.

Yoongi sat up and read the clock nearby. It was one seventeen in the morning. He looked across the room and found Hoseok sleeping deeply. His shirt was halfway up his chest, and his shorts were rolled up so much that Yoongi could see through the dark, his boxer shorts.

"Go to sleep." Yoongi told himself, holding his head in his hands. He was feeling small, but he didn't want to go to Jin. He wondered why he was suddenly reverting back to little space after not giving it much attention for a couple of years now.

The main rapper stood from his bed and went into the kitchen. He filled a cup with water and walked throughout the dorm. It was relatively clean, but he saw something on the couch. He went and picked it up, finding it to be a camera. He wondered if he was allowed to record without talking with his manager first. He didn't think he was allowed to, but now he really wanted to.

Yoongi took the camera back to his room and changed into a soft onesie. He's had it for a while but only wore it once or twice. Hoseok was still asleep, and Yoongi laid down on his bed, facing the room. He laid down so his head was at the bottom of the bed and turned on the camera. He started a Weverse live, and thousands of ARMY's quickly filled in. "Hello, ARMY. Yes, I know it's late." He said quietly. "I didn't ask before going to here, so don't get me in much trouble, please. And be quiet, Hoseok-ah is sleeping." Yoongi turned the camera, showing the fandom a sleeping ray of sunshine. "He's so wonderful..." He said in a whisper, and the fans started screaming in the comments.

He turned the camera back to himself and laid his head down. "Do you mind if I take a nap?" Yoongi asked. "I'll be quiet, I promise." He said, slowly blinking. "I do ask that you too be quiet since Hobi needs his rest too." He giggled, knowing they couldn't make noise. "Okay, I'm going to rest here for a while... maybe, I'm not sure. I haven't been able to sleep for a while. How are you doing, ARMY?" He asked, sitting up. He then got under the covers and laid the camera in front of him. The brightness was dimmed significantly. "Here, I'll tuck you in." He placed the camera under the covers and smiled a little. "I'm doing okay, I guess." He shrugged lightly.

Just less than an hour later, Hoseok woke up. He saw a bit of light and saw Yoongi's sleeping face. He was pressed into his pillow, all snuggled up and probably warm. Hoseok got up and moved the covers up more on Yoongi's shoulders and noticed him wearing a onesie. "Aw, you're adorable hyung-ah." He smiled, giving Yoongi a kiss on his cheek before turning to see what the light was. "Oh, was hyung doing a live so late?" He asked himself, seeing the camera. "Eh," He assumed it was off, and picked it up. He looked at it for a moment, then placed it down on his dresser and ruffled Yoongi's hair. He wanted to cuddle with him, but he supposed it would have to wait. 

He went back to his own bed and went to sleep again.

When Hoseok woke up again, Jimin was lying next to him. "Hi, baby." Hoseok smiled, stretching a little. "Hi, hyung." Jimin kissed him quickly. Hoseok giggled. "How are you?" He asked. "Mm, a bit horny. You're the first one up~"  Jimin smiled. "Hmm, I thought you said yesterday that you were on your period?" Hoseok proposed. "No, I'm not. At least not yet." Jimin explained, getting closer to Hoseok. Hoseok kissed Jimin and pulled them on top of him. Jimin sat on his thighs, squirming a bit from getting excited. Hoseok separated their kiss, and Jimin huffed. "Hey, baby," Hoseok licked his lips. "Do you think I'll ever get the chance to have you on my face?" He asked. Jimin's cheeks blushed an obvious red, and they chuckled nervously. "U-um," They looked away, getting shy.

Hoseok sat up and held Jimin by their ass, having their legs spread across his lap. "Please?" He asked. "I promise you aren't too heavy. You won't hurt me." He assured them. "I don't know, I don't think I can." Jimim got quiet. "You can," Hoseok pulled them closer, getting Jimin's ass on his cock, making Jimin gasp a little. They weren't expecting him to already be hard. "I believe in you, prince." Hoseok smiled at them, loosening his grip. "I don't think so, a-at least not right now." Jimin told him. "It's okay, I'll still help you out." Hoseok's hands moved closer, cupping Jimin between their legs and kissing their neck. Jimin gasped quietly and grinded forward.

"Now I kind of want your mouth, but I-I wanna taste you too." Jimin asked, moving against Hoseok's hands. "We can do that." Hoseok pulled away. He laid down on his back. "Do you want help getting undressed, darling?" He smirked. "No, I wanna do it." Jimin started with their shirt, which took Hoseok by surprise. They pulled it off over their head, revealing their small breasts to Hoseok, carefully resting in a pink laced bra. "Oh wow, Jimin-ah..." Hoseok felt his pants get tighter, and he shifted his hips. Jimin smirked and undid their pants, letting them drop to the floor, leaving them in undergarments. They were wearing red boxers, which was another surprise. However, the mixture of the two was shockingly beautiful.

"You like it." Jimin noticed Hoseok's eyes, watching them travel over their body. They smiled, getting confident. "Yes, I do." Hoseok moved his hands to Jimin's thighs, feeling up and back down. Jimin removed their boxer shorts first and spread their legs over Hoseok's lap. "Take off your shirt." Jimin told him. Hoseok was quick to do as said. "You'll do anything I say, won't you?" Jimin started to smirk, feeling a mixture of dominance in their chest. "Hey, don't think you can dominate me just because I'm a switch. Do we want to bring up the fact back at the hotel, and how good I fucked you?" Hoseok sat up and grabbed Jimin by the hips. "I was the first to find that spot, Jimin-ah, that spot so deep-" "Well, it could've been the angle, it was a first being fucked on my stomach." Jimin interrupted. "Hm, I disagree." Hoseok shook his head. "Let me fuck you on your back. If I win, we do three rounds. If I lose, you can use whatever you want on me." He offered. Jimin was clearly interested in the challenge. "Define winning." They proposed. "If I find your sweet spot again on your back, I win. I lose if I cum before I find it." Hoseok explained. "So, my goal is to make you cum as quickly as possible?" Jimin asked with a smart tone. "No, your goal is to let me fuck you." Hoseok redirected them. "Hmm, no. My goal is to win." Jimin reached down with their left hand and inserted two fingers into their pussy at once, hardly struggling from how ready they were.

"You won't win, darling. I know what I'm doing."