Shoutout to Linea for permanently damaging me 😬✌

Here's a mini chapter while I scream and cry that a person I actually know read my story where I say 'cock' 99999999 times 😙🔫

Also wanted to get this out cuz I might not be able to update for a few days cuz I have this raging headache that won't leave me alone (its been like 4 days seriously what do I do I never get headaches??) so I wanted to leave yall with a cute namgi chapter thats their whole dynamic in a nutshell uwu

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Namjoon loved having the power of Yoongi wrapped around his finger.

The dom would protect him from anything and everything, always bought him whatever Namjoon wanted, and even went easy on him during their sessions. Namjoon didn't think he would ever see Yoongi actually punish him.

When he started this bet he never thought it would go like this, but it couldn't have worked out any better.

Yoongi was handing himself over on a silver platter for Namjoon and the boy couldn't be happier.

Plus all the added attention people were giving him at school, online, random strangers stopping him at the store or on the street, complimenting him and his beauty had Namjoon constantly feeling good and smiling.

Not even his parents yelling at him about whatever their issue was this time could ruin his mood.

He glanced at his phone gallery, seeing the pictures he had recently taken.

He wondered if he could get Yoongi to buy him a car.

Nothing too fancy, a simple flashy red convertible would do.

He adjusted his thin black collar as he skipped up the steps, knocking on Yoongi's door.

Then he kicked it open and stepped inside anyways.

"Baby!" Yoongi called from the kitchen. "Come here, sweetheart."

Namjoon walked over, seeing the dom was busy cooking.

"Try this." Yoongi pulled a pan out of the oven and grabbed a fork, cutting out a bite.

Namjoon wasn't sure what it was, but he opened his mouth for it anyways.

Yoongi watched the boy take a bite, his pink, thick lips closing around the utensil and then pulling off as he thought about the taste.

"What is it?" Namjoon asked as he chewed.

It had tasted amazing, whatever it was.

"Beef mince, veal mince, pork mince, oxtail, beef short rib, 4 different varieties of dried homegrown chilli peppers, pinto, kidney, butter and black beans, San Marzano tomatos, chiffonade leek, carrot and onion, flamed bourbon whiskey, homemade beef stock, garlic, grated extra dark chocolate, star anise, fresh ground cumin and coriander seeds and some red wine." Yoongi hummed, taking a bite of the food too.

Namjoon stared, then huffed and snatched the fork out of the doms hand.

"Of course you can cook too. Why not." He grumbled as he stabbed the fork into the pan and shoved another bite into his mouth. "Fucking knows French, of course he can cook too. Fucking bastard."

Yoongi smiled fondly, grabbing down a plate and cutting the boy a piece. "Sit at the table, baby. Dom will get you some water."

"I want an energy drink." Namjoon insisted, taking the plate and moving to the table.

"No, those are bad for you." Yoongi poured the boy an ice water.

"I need the buzz." Namjoon argued. "I have a lot of homework to finish and studying to do. I can't let Taehyung beat me!"

"You can have dessert after you finish your plate." Yoongi compromised, setting the water down in front of the boy. "You can get your buzz from the caffeine there."

Namjoon huffed, sipping the water.

Yoongi poured himself a coffee and headed over to the table.

He set the mug down and stood behind the student, cupping the boys face and tilting his head back to press a series of kisses to Namjoon's forehead, before letting him go and taking the seat next to him.

"What are we doing today?" Namjoon asked, stuffing another bite into his mouth.

"You said you had a lot of schoolwork to do, you should get started on that." Yoongi sipped his coffee.

Namjoon scowled. "No. That's boring and my parents will make me do it once I get home anyways."

"Your education is more important than sexual activities." Yoongi said.

"I'm already smart." Namjoon complained. "The rest of high school should just be optional for me."

Yoongi chuckled. "If you leave, Taehyung wins."

Namjoon fell silent, thinking it over.

Yoongi reached over and grabbed the boys fork, cutting a piece of the boys food off and holding it up for Namjoon to eat.

"I'm not a baby, pervert." Namjoon snapped. "I can eat by myself."

"Define floccinaucinihilipilification." Yoongi smiled at him, chin propped up on his hand as he continued to hold the fork out.

Namjoon's brain said bye.

"I...floccinau- that's not even a word!" Namjoon protested. "What's that got to do with you feeding me?"

"It means regarding something as unimportant." Yoongi said. "Like what you just did with school. It means you didn't know the answer to something so I get to feed you a bite. Now open wide, baby."

Namjoon stared at him, mouth hanging open slightly as he tried to get his brain to work again.

Yoongi took that as at least 51% of a yes and pushed the fork into the boys mouth.

Namjoon snarled as he yanked the food off the fork, chewing quickly. "Fine, asshole. You got one over on me because you sprung the worlds longest word on me out of nowhere. A real great victory you got there."

"Oh that's not even close to the worlds longest word." Yoongi said as he cut off another piece. "Define methionyl​threonyl​threonyl​glutaminyl​alanyl​prolyl​threonyl​phenyl​alanyl​threonyl​glutaminyl​prolyl​leucyl​glutaminyl​seryl​valyl​valyl​valyl​leucyl​glutamyl​glycyl​seryl​threonyl​alanyl​threonyl​phenyl​alanyl​glutamyl​alanyl​histidyl​isoleucyl​seryl​glycyl​-"

Namjoon leaped out of his seat to clamp both hands over Yoongi's mouth. "No! Okay! Fine, just fucking feed me the second bite, you asshole."

Mirth sparkled in Yoongi's eyes behind the boys hands.

Namjoon grumbled as he sat back down, crossing his arms and opening his mouth wide.

Yoongi fed him again, admiring how cute Namjoon looked when he was pout-chewing.

"Next question, gimme." Namjoon demanded as he grabbed his glass.

"What classes are you in now?" Yoongi asked.

"AP Chemistry, AP Trigonometry, AP Psychology, AP History, AP English, AP Economics, AP Sociology, AP Science, AP Biology, AP Computer Science, AP Health and gym."

"Tell me what Water Potential is." Yoongi hummed, already going to cut another bite.

Namjoon glared. "The water potential will be equal to the solute potential of a solution in an open container because the pressure potential of the solution in an open container is zero, asshole."

"Wrong." Yoongi held up the fork. "Here comes the airplane."

"What?!" Namjoon screeched. "That is not wrong! That's fucking word for word! Google it!"

"You added 'asshole' at the end of your answer, and that's not correct in the direct solution to the question." Yoongi poked Namjoon's lips with the fork. "Boop."

"You fucking-"

Yoongi shoved the fork in as soon Namjoon's mouth opened enough, chuckling when an adorable, enraged Namjoon cussed him out.

"No more of this game!" Namjoon pushed the plate away like he was a little kid and Yoongi was trying to feed him broccoli.

"Then you'll study your real schoolwork?" Yoongi asked.

"If it means ending this stupid waste of time, I'll gladly do my schoolwork." Namjoon glared.

Yoongi grinned as he stood up. "You don't want to have dessert first?"

"And have to play round two?" Namjoon spat. "Fuck no."

"Dom will let his baby eat his dessert without any games." Yoongi promised.

Namjoon glared, debating.

"What's the dessert?"

"Café liégeois."

Namjoon grumbled something.

"What was that baby?"

"Isaidyesplease,stupidpervertedassholefuckoff,God." Namjoon glared.

Yoongi smiled, getting up to grab him the glass. "You're welcome, sub."

He set the tall glass of cream, coffee and vanilla ice cream down in front of the pouting boy, handing him a spoon.

Namjoon frowned at the spoon being offered to him.

"What, you're not going to feed me? What kind of sub abuse is this?"