As God himself once said: "Let there be smoot"

Wise words. Wise words.

The smoot's not at all kinky actually

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"Are you scared?"

"Of what?"

"Of the future." Hoseok answered, tightening his arms around his boyfriend's torso.

After spending June in Hoseok's hometown, the couple decided to laze the rest of July in Yoongi's home until they had to go back for the brunet's senior year in college. The mint head graduated before they left for summer break and Hoseok helped with packing most of his belongings, dropping them off at Yoongi's house. The boxes remained untouched since they'd have to transfer them again once Jimin and Yoongi moved in to an actual apartment.

Like Hoseok, Jimin had one more year left of college so the two best friends found a small and affordable apartment near campus.

"Very." Yoongi laughed softly, snuggling closer to his boyfriend's warmth. They were in his childhood bedroom, sitting on his bed with the speakers crooning a mixture of Bruno Major and Anson Seabra's works. The smaller sat between Hoseok's legs, back against the younger's chest, while Hoseok cradled his body in a loving hug.

"I'm sure the future will go easy on us." The brunet hummed, rubbing his boyfriend's tummy under one of the many shirts Hoseok bought him as a graduation present.

"That's easy for you to say. You and Jimin already have promising job offers as dance instructors for after you graduate." The older whined. "I'm out of college yet I still don't know what I wanna be. I don't even have a part time job— I've been living off of my parents' left over money."

Yoongi was more than stressed about the future. Moving on to a new chapter of his life would have to be one of the scariest things for him. He hated change. Transitioning from high school to college was tough enough and now that he had to leave college behind, he dreaded the mentally exhausting experience of trying to get used to it once August would hit.

He needed to find a job to help pay for his and Jimin's shared apartment soon. Some time in the next few months, he'd have to sell his parents' house— his childhood home. He couldn't afford to pay the extra bills, the money he had left wasn't going to cut it anymore.

The thought of letting go put him in a depressed state of mind.

Sensing the older's worries, Hoseok leaned forward, leaving soft kisses along the nape of his boyfriend's neck. "Stop stressing, bub. Just enjoy our break for now."

Yoongi hummed, nodding while reaching a hand back and running his fingers through the younger's hair. Hoseok's hands trailed down from his boyfriend's stomach to his thighs, lightly squeezing the soft flesh.

The mint head turned his head, looking back at the brunet who wore a sweet smile on his lips. "Let me take care of you, baby. Help you forget."

When Hoseok saw the hesitation in his eyes, he added "We won't go all the way, I promise. I want our first time to be special for you."

With puppy eyes and a pout, Yoongi nodded. He trusted Hoseok but that didn't mean he wasn't nervous. He had never done anything intimate with someone— hadn't even had his first kiss until Hoseok came around— everything was new.

He relied on his boyfriend to guide him through all his firsts.

Hoseok gently laid Yoongi on the mattress, prying his legs apart and situating himself between the older's thighs. Yoongi propped himself on his elbows, look up at the male who leaned down, capturing his lips in a slow, sensual kiss.

It didn't last long before Hoseok pulled back, trailing his fingers along the top of his boyfriend's shorts. He looked up, eyes asking for permission— which Yoongi granted with a nervous nod— before pulling it down with his boxers in one go.

His chocolate eyes never broke apart from the older's gaze even when he tossed the pieces of clothing aside. With his lower half exposed and bare for the younger to see, Yoongi's cheeks flared up.

What he didn't know was that his boyfriend wasn't focused on that. Sure, Yoongi's body was more than beautiful but the sight of the flushed male in front of him was nothing less than ethereal. The sunset seeped it's last ounce of light through the second story window, illuminating the older's dewy skin and perfect hazel eyes under it's natural glow.

Hoseok spread the smaller boy's legs farther apart, leaning down and leaving small pecks over the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Yoongi moaned softly, gripping his patterned sheets.

The brunet used his hands, spreading the older's cheeks apart, revealing his pretty pink hole. Hoseok laid on his stomach, now gripping his boyfriend's thighs on either side of his face. Yoongi bit his lip as he watched the male carefully, bringing a hand up and hiding himself behind the collar of his shirt.

The younger looked up, hearing the movement. Finally, while maintaining eye contact, he stuck his tongue out, leaning forward and licking over the other's hole.

Yoongi panted, head spinning just from that small action. Sooner or later, Hoseok was fully sucking on his hole— licking and soaking it with his own spit. He noticed the large amount of precum running down from the older male's tip and trailing to his ass. It acted as makeshift lube and helped Hoseok with maximize the pleasure his boyfriend was feeling.

The smaller male couldn't control the sinful moans and needy whines falling out of his abused lips. It didn't help with minimizing his sounds when Hoseok decided to start playing with Yoongi's nipple, simultaneously using his other hand to take a hold of the older's hard cock.

He stuck his tongue in his boyfriend's hole the same time his fingers began gliding up and down from the tip to the base.

Yoongi almost cried from over sensitivity, with fingers squeezing one of his buds, a tongue fucking in and out of his hole, and a hand pushing him closer and closer to the edge, the male came in no time.

He shuddered out a broken moan, body trembling as he released on his own stomach and Hoseok's hand. A sob escaped his mouth when the younger continued jerking him off while tongue-fucking his hole through his intense orgasm.

Hoseok finally pulled away once his boyfriend's small body started shaking from excessive pleasure.

The room was a bit dimmer than when they started and the background music only tied everything together, making the experience unforgettable.

"You okay, bub?" The brunet asked, softly massaging the older's thigh to calm him down. Yoongi nodded, trying to catch his breath. "I'll go get some tissues and clean you up."

He got off the bed, walking out of the door but not before his name was called.

"Hoseok." The said male turned around.

"I love you."

Hoseok smiled at those chain of three words that never failed to make his heart stop.

"I love you too, Yoongi."

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*SCREAMS*

You guys know how much I hate writing smoot 😭 BUT I HAD TO TAKE ONE FOR THE TEAM AGAIN

That's enough smoot writing for a while, I gotta go read the bible to help rid of my sins now

Anyways, that's it for this book 🐷