The room was filled with the sound of heavy breaths and moans as Jin continued to trail kisses down Yoongi's neck. Yoongi was on the brink of his orgasm, his fingers gripping the elder's shoulders tightly as he arched his back, meeting the thrusts.

"Hyung..," he whimpered, his voice heavy as Jin then shut it down by crashing down his lips. The kiss was rough and demanding with Jin biting Yoongi's lower lip until he opened it, allowing his hyung's tongue to explore his mouth.

With each minute, Jin's thrust became more fast, his lust and desire overwhelming. He pinned Yoongi down on the bed and dominated him completely.

The younger's moans filled the room and it was a sound Jin had never heard before, a beautiful melody that fueled his desire even further.

With the rest of the members asleep, the two eldest of the group were lost in each other's touch.

Jin used his tongue to explore every inch of Yoongi's mouth, their dribble mingling as their lips moved in perfect sync.

Slowly breaking away from the kiss, their lips remained connected by a thread of saliva, glistening in the dark room.

Jin licked his lips before planting a tender kiss on the corner of Yoongi's mouth.

And with each thrust, he increased the pace, driving Yoongi more crazy. Yoongi's breath hitched, his body responding eagerly. Whimpers and moans escaped his lips as he called out Jin's name, lost in the pleasure.

As Jin continued to thrust into him with increasing speed, he whimpered and moaned. "H-Hyung," he gasped. "Hyung, p-please..."

His fingers roamed around Jin's wide chest, his touch both soft and desperate. As the sensations built within him, his breath grew ragged.

His fingers finally gripped Jin's shoulder once again, holding on tightly. "H-Hyung, I-" he whimpered. "I-I'm so close..."

Jin responded with a deep thrust, his own breaths heavy. He leaned down, capturing Yoongi's lips, their mouths moving in sync as their bodies moved more closer.

Yoongi's grip tightened, his nails digging into Jin's shoulder as he felt himself reaching the peak.

Finally, he whimpered out as the orgasm washed over him, his head rolled back, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he clung tightly to Jin, unable to hold back the waves of pleasure. His legs trembled and he felt then utterly weak.

Jin came at the same moment, their release syncing perfectly as their bodies finally stilled. They lay together on the bed, exhausted with their breaths heavy.

Yoongi's chest rose and fell with each breath, his body still twitching.

It was the 7th orgasm he had as he felt his body fully drained out of energy. As he lay there breathless, he felt it unable to even feel his own legs.

Despite only having experienced 3 orgasms, Jin now felt his desires finally washing away. He glanced at the clock and noticed it was 1 a.m. He felt relieved as finally, all of his lustful desires subsided.

Slowly, he sat up in bed, his gaze shifting to Yoongi lying next to him, still breathless.

With a hesitant whisper, Jin asked, "Um, you wanna take a bath...?" 

Yoongi nodded weakly, "But...I...I don't have the strength to get up on my own..." He said, breathing heavy.

Gently, Jin helped him into the bathtub in his room, taking care of him as he settled him in the warm water. Yoongi let out a small sigh as the water hit his body, now feeling sleepy.

Jin took his place in the opposite end of the tub and watched him with a concern. His ears now flushed with embarrassment as he recalled all of the activities he had done with none other than his fellow BTS member.

His mind raced as he couldn't shake off the realization.

He did it with Yoongi, the Min Yoongi, for fuck's sake!

How could he have allowed himself to lose his control to his desires?

His face flushed crimson with embarrassment as he sighed heavily. Hiding his face in his hands, he couldn't bear to confront the truth of what he had done.

He knew that things could never be the same between him and Yoongi again.

He got startled as Yoongi suddenly murmured something beneath the water. His brows were furrowed as he mumbled again. "Oh god..." he muttered. "I am fucking exhausted..."

Jin tilted his head to get a better look at him. But then he realised that the younger was on the verge of falling asleep, his exhaustion filling his face.

Jin exhaled softly as he called out in a gentle whisper, "Yoongi-yah."

Yoongi hummed in response, his eyes still closed. Anyone could tell that he was already asleep.

With a quiet sigh, Jin carefully climbed out of the tub and got a towel and tied it around his waist.

Taking matters into his own hands, Jin reached Yoongi and began to help him wash his body gently.

Once he was washed, he supported him as he rose from the tub, guiding him to the room with gentle hands. He then helped him into some fresh, soft clothes, mindful of his now sore body and the need for rest.

He made him sit by the nearby chair, ensuring he was comfortable. Jin then quickly took the covers off the bed, replacing them with fresh, soft ones. He made his way to the bathroom with the old covers, working swiftly, he washed himself and dried off, then dressed in clean clothes.

He returned to Yoongi and then gently made him lie down on the bed. Yoongi stirred slightly, then settled on his stomach with a soft sigh. Jin ensured he was covered and warm, then turned off the lights.

"Sorry, Yoongi..." He muttered a quiet apology as he lay down next to him.

Yoongi was now fast asleep, his breathing calm. Jin watched him for a moment before closing his own eyes and drifting off into sleep, not wanting to wake up to the morning, feeling embarrassed about everything.

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In the morning, Jin woke up to the sound of someone knocking on his door. He sat up, glancing at the clock. Yoongi groaned next to him, pulling the blankets over his head, clearly annoyed at the disturbance, not realising that he's in Jin's room.

Namjoon's voice called out, "Jin hyung, open the door! It's urgent!"

Jin quickly got up, trying not to disturb Yoongi further. He opened the door slightly, just enough to see Namjoon standing there with a worried expression.

"Hyung, have you seen Yoongi hyung? He's not in his room and we can't find him anywhere! And his phone is in his room!" Namjoon said in a panic.

Jin's eyes widened as he brushed his hand over his neck nervously, trying to be calm. "Um, don't worry, Namjoon.. Yoongi's with me. He's... sleeping in my room..."

"Oh, thank God, we were worried as he wasn't anywhe-" Namjoon's eyes then widened at the realisation. "But... wait, what th- He's with you? How- why? Is he alright?"

"Yes, he's fine. He just... came to... um, arghhhhh! Can we talk about this later!?" Jin shouted with frustration and embarrassment.

Namjoon's eyes widened more as he gasped, whispering, "Hyung, did you really... do it with Yoongi hyung? You did it with Yoongi hyung!?"

Jin rubbed his temples as he then silently nodded.

"Wha- wait! Did you force him in-"

"I didn't! Yoongi volunteered himself to help me and I just... I couldn't..." Jin's voice trailed off as his face turned a deep shade of red.

Namjoon stared at him for a moment, trying to process what he had just heard. "He volunteered?"

Jin nodded but before he could say more, they both heard Yoongi groaning and cursing something from the bed.

He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes. He turned his head and saw Jin and Namjoon standing by the door, their eyes wide. "What the hell are you guys doing in my room?" Yoongi asked, clearly annoyed.

Namjoon stuttered, "Um, hyung, you're not in your room.. You're in Jin hyung's room.. We, um, we've been searching for you everywhere in the house and we couldn't find you. So, I came here and... found you."

Yoongi blinked, trying to process his words. He looked around, his eyes widening in realization as the memories of the previous night flooded back. His face turned a deep shade of red as he groaned again, hiding his face in his palm.

"Hyung, close the door, please," he muttered.

But Jin hesitated and Namjoon stood there, looking awkward.

"Just shut the damn door!" Yoongi shouted with frustration.

Jin flinched and quickly closed the door, leaving Namjoon outside. Inside, Yoongi sighed heavily, still hiding his face. Jin stood there, unsure of what to do next. "Yoong-"

But Yoongi interrupted, his voice muffled by his hands, "Did you tell him?"

Jin paused for a moment, then quietly replied, "Yes..."

Yoongi groaned loudly, flopping back onto the bed and hiding himself with the blanket. He started hitting the pillow in embarrassment, muttering curses to himself.

Jin shifted uncomfortably in his place, his own face flushing. "It's alright, Yoongi. Namjoon won't say anything or judge us..."

Yoongi groaned again, still hiding himself inside the covers. Jin sighed, not knowing what to do. He slowly walked towards the bed and sat down, gently trying to open the covers. "I'm sorry," he muttered, but Yoongi pulled the blankets back over his head.

Jin could see the flush on his face, something he had rarely seen. "Yoongi, it's really okay. We can explain everything to him. He won't think any less of you."

Yoongi's voice came out muffled from under the covers, "I just...I don't know... It's so embarrassing..."

Jin exhaled softly and after a few moments of silence, Yoongi slowly pulled the covers down, revealing his face still red from embarrassment. He sighed deeply, not looking at Jin as he asked, "Wha- What are we going to do?"

"First," Jin started, looking at him awkwardly, "let's... let's just get through today. We'll figure out the rest step by st-"

The door suddenly opened, startling the two elders. There stood the maknaes, looking angry. "Here he is!" Jungkook shouted.

"We were searching for you everywh-"

Tae's voice trailed off as they all took in the scene before them: Yoongi and Jin in the bed, so close, with Yoongi's appearance fully disheveled. His hair was tousled in different directions, his shirt half slipping off his shoulder, revealing his pretty collarbone.

The room fell into a heavy silence, the maknaes frozen in place while Hobi looked confused. Namjoon stood nearby, looking increasingly awkward.

Jimin tilted his head, breaking the silence,

"...What is Yoongi hyung doing here in Jin hyung's room...and in his bed?"

Yoongi groaned inwardly, the flush returning to his cheeks while Jin avoided their gazes, his hand brushing his neck nervously, his face turning equally red as he sighed.