Taehyung unraveled the blanket burrito he had himself wrapped in, the rapping on his front door becoming louder and more evident as it echoed down his hallway. "I'm coming..." He yawned, the blanket dragging at his feet as he practically dragged himself to the front door, the blanket still half draped on his shoulder. He opened the door to see Hoseok, a bag of snacks in his arms along with a huge fleece blanket.

"I brought snacks..." He chuckled softly, his eyes roaming Taehyung's bare chest all the way down to his briefs. "I don't think I'm dressed for the occasion, though."

     Taehyung looked down, his face aflame when he realized that he had forgotten to throw on clothes in his sleepy daze. "Come in, hyung," He muttered, slapping the older's arm gently before taking the blanket and dragging him to the bedroom.

"Eager, are we?" He chuckled, reaching up to take the younger's hand to make it easier for him to be dragged, intertwining their fingers.

"Just pick out a movie," Taehyung huffed, sitting up on his bed and patting the spot next to him for Hoseok to sit.

"Aish, okay," He laughed, sitting next to him and gently snaking his arm around his waist, pulling him close. Normally Taehyung would be panicking at the contact, but he was practically falling asleep on the older anyway. Once the movie was softly playing in the background, they both covered up with Hoseok's fleece and laid back, Taehyung resting his head gently on Hoseok's broad chest with their legs tangled together, with his hyung's fingers gently running through his hair.

"Hyung?" He murmured against his chest.

"Hmm?"

"You don't want me just to get in my pants and leave, do you?" He whispered, barely audible.

Hoseok turned, facing the younger. "Taehyung..." He tilted his chin up to look into his eyes which were glazed over in sadness. "Is that all you see me as? Someone who would use you for a quick fuck?"

"No, Hoseok don't get the wrong idea...I just...I don't want to have to worry if you're going to leave me if I develop feelings," His eyes watered, the spots where Hoseok was touching him sending shivers down his spine, "I don't want my first to be wasted on someone who could care less, you know?"

"Tae, baby, I can assure you that if we do wind up being more than friends, I'll treat you like a precious gem—I don't see a reason why I wouldn't treat you like one now, even if we are just friends. You're an angel," He murmured, planting a gentle kiss on the corner of Taehyung's mouth. "Get to know me, I'll prove to you that I won't use you. I'll even prove it to your friends, too. I promise."

     Taehyung felt tears trickling from his eyes and down his cheeks, which Hoseok wiped gently with his thumbs. "Don't cry baby..." He whispered, pulling him into his chest, holding him.

"Thank you, Hoseok..." He sniffled, "...I appreciate it."

"Don't worry about it, love," He bit his lip, running his fingers through the younger's hair soothingly. "Get some rest, we'll talk more in the morning, yeah?"

"O-okay, goodnight Hobi..."

"Goodnight, Tae." He blushed softly at the nickname, feeling the breathing of the boy next to him get softer and slower as he drifted off into his dreams, holding his Taehyung in his arms.