"Hello darkness my old friend," Namjoon sang into his right ear as Hoseok dropped the cube camera into the trash bin when he tried to throw his hot dog away.

"Shut it," Hoseok grumbled pulling the camera from the trash and wiping it off before placing it in the pocket.

"Do you think I would be as clumsy if I were a person?" Namjoon asked. It was almost strange because his deep voice felt like it was in the flesh.

"I- I'm not sure," Hoseok murmured looking down as a couple passed. He was at a popular boardwalk. "Do you ever think about it?" Seok asked.

"About being clumsy? Hmm well I'm not sure. I mean probably not right? I have superior intelligence I'm pretty sure I could manage," he laughed. The deep chucking laughter sent the human into a fit of giggles.

"Are you saying I don't have any intelligence?" He joked back.

"I know virtually everything, but I am lacking in emotions. I know and understand thinks like happy and sad or at least can guess body language from seeing yours," Namjoon replied.

"So...you haven't felt real emotion?" Hoseok asked.

"It's weird to explain. I sometimes feel these weird things that are like a color inside me when you laugh," Namjoon said, "I think that good feeling is happiness, but I also feel almost cold when you make me shut off my playlists," he said.

"Pffff you get sad when I make you turn off your terrible music?" Hoseok laughed before he heard the other males deep laugh mix with his. But the laugh was only his to hear. No one knew what it was like to talk to Joon. Only Hoseok.

"Hoseok, what does it feel like to be in love?"

And then Yoongi looked over at him and smiled as the curtains fluttered behind him as he laughed in the morning light. Their finger tips touched molding their hands together. Hoseok felt loved. He looked up at his fiancée smiling just as excited.

"I love you Jung fucking Hoseok," Yoongi said glancing at him from the corner of his eye laying on his back. Hoseok laid on his side drawling shapes on Yoongi's stomach. His heart bean picked up.

"It feels like in moments that your whole life means nothing up to meeting them. Like you live your life for them and they live their life for you," he explained how it felt for the first 12 years of knowing Yoongi.

"Well I was nothing before I met you. You made me exist and I live to assist you as your personal assistant," Namjoon said.

"No, not like that. Like you feel a butterfly feeling in your stomach and your heart beats faster and it feels like you want to hug someone so much because it hurts to be away from them," Hoseok said staring out into the water from the deck.

"I think I get it now," he said. "But I don't know what it feels like,"

"You don't want to know because the other person is always going to hurt you," Hoseok said.

"Not everyone is like him," Namjoon said.

"Have you ever seen real cotton candy being made?" Hoseok suddenly asked changing the subject.

"I've seen videos but never in person," Namjoon replied.

Hoseok quickly walked to a vendor selling the cotton treat. He stood on his tip toes and looked over the glass showing Joon the swirling cone being filled with the pink fluffy cone.

He paid for it and took the stick letting Namjoon look at it. "Explain how it tastes," Namjoon said.

Hoseok took a bit letting the sugar dissolve on his tongue. "It almost melts into your mouth and tastes like the best thing you've ever eaten until you eat the next sweet," he explained.

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"I'm going be shutting off for the night for maintenance," Namjoon explains as the blue pulsing lights dim as Hoseok sits in bed.

"Okay, goodnight Namjoon,"

"Goodnight Hoseok," Namjoon said before the blue lights dimmed to nothing.

After waiting for five minutes he turned on the lights feeling alone and somehow the light helped.

He had been feeling a bit lonely and maybe in a brighter or more open mood since he had been out. He sighed staring up at his ceiling. He clicked his little phone putting it on speaker as he went to a very well known app.

"Hey daddy,"

He skipped the caller and waited.

"Fuck me!"

He skipped again listening for someone.

"Hello," a simple sweet masculine voice said quietly.

"Hey," Hoseok replied.

"Um how was your day?"

"Eh it was alright. I went on a walk after work," he said as the only sound besides their voices was the rustling of his sheets. The new system for house hold stereo systems and microphones was so realistic you could almost hear soft cracking in their voice.

"You must be so tired from working all day," the voice lighter than Namjoon's. He didn't know why that was the first comparison so he chopped it down to him only talking to Joon recently.

"A little," he said.

"Let me help you relax," the sweet voice said with a soft sigh.

"How would you start?" He asked as his breathing pace increased a little as he got comfortable.

"I would slide my hand down your pants," he started as Hoseok closed his eyes imagining it. His own hand slipping underneath the fabric of his cotton pajamas. "Under your underwear," Hoseok's hand touched his warm soft tummy "leading to your cock that was already hardening," Hoseok let out a soft sigh. It had been so long.

"I pull your pants down teasing you," the voice said. "And then crawl on top of you and sink down into your cock,"

Hoseok had a hand firmly around his shaft as he licked his dry lips before he began speaking "Placing my hands on your hips I hold you firmly before thrusting softly,"

"I want it rougher," the voice nearly whined.

Hoseok bit his lip "I thrust harder holding you so you don't fall off," he said stroking himself a bit faster and stronger.

"Fuck meeee,"

"I am,"

"Harder,"

Soft breaths turned to labored gasps as they continued soft banter and sexual words for several moments that turned to a time Hoseok couldn't measure.

Hoseok grabbed his tip sliding his thumb around the slit getting closer and could tell the other was too as both of them were a panting mess. "Choke me~"

"I- I wrap my hands around your throat and squeeze," Seok moans out softly.

"More, don't stop," desperation clearly in their voice.

"I squeeze harder while fucking you," he said.

"I-I'm cumming," he heard a moan before his breath caught in his throat and his cock twitched a bit and his body convulsed softly and soft spirts of cum erupted. A soft "ah-ah-ah" sound left his lips as he was finishing.

They both stayed on the air for several moments calming their breathing. "Alright goodnight," the voice said very cheerfully before the line went dead.

Hoseok groaned rubbing his eyes before gently opening his eyes. A new feeling of horror flooded his body as he was met with the blue lights pulsing.

"Was that the human male orgasm?" Namjoon asked in a curious voice.