YN'S POV

Monday, 1:14 A.M.

McDreamy

McDreamy:
Why am I made to
sleep with Yoongi Hyung?

Me:
That was the majority
decision.

You with Yoongi
Tj with Hoon and me?

I am here on the couch!!!

McDreamy:
I cannot sleep.
Are you?

Me:
Bro you think I can
sleep text? 😩😩

McDreamy:
I am coming there.

Me:
What about Yoongi?

McDreamy:
He is already asleep.

Me:
Okaaayyy

I waited as I was sitting on the couch. The lights were off, except for the floor lamp. Finally, he was there, walking on his toes producing the least sound he could and honestly, that made me laugh.

He approached me and sat by my side, the yellowish light falling on his flawless skin made him look ethereal. He was the kind of handsome that got into my bones and resonated the beauty of his soul.

Earlier, a million thoughts were racing through my brain but with him, everything seemed placid.

"Why are you awake?" He asked.

"Just could not sleep," I shrugged, "what about you?"

"Me too."

Suddenly, he laid down on the couch leaving me confounded.

"What are you doing?"

"Now I am sleepy."

"Then go to the room allocated-" suddenly, he pulled me by my wrist such that my head landed on his arm providing me an arm pillow.

My heart was beating loud and irregular and I could not process all that was happening to my body. I felt warm and dizzy in his scent. He already closed his eyes. One hand beneath my head and another pulling me closer to him.

"H-Hobi. I... I think..."

"I am drowsy baby," he said calmly.

"But I cannot sleep."

He loosened his grip and finally his eyes opened to meet mine, "Are you uncomfortable?"

I shook my head. "I am thinking of something."

"And what's that?"

"Who will tell Yoongi's mom dad about this fuss?"

He smiled beautifully and pulled again towards him, my head snuggling in his buff chest. He ran his hands through my hair and then kissed my head lightly. I am a sucker for this care.

"You've had enough for today, love. Sleep now. We'll think of it later."

He said and somewhere I agreed, he was compelling me to leave all my worries and just enjoy the warmth.

He took my hand and made it land over his chest, such that I was hugging him. His own arm and leg cradling me. I never thought I would ever be so comfortable around any man. His head snuggled in the crook of my neck and his breath sent shivers down my spine.

I never knew what was so intimate about kissing someone till I had him above my neck. He could have teared me down, but he decided to kiss.

TAEJOON'S POV

My Man

Me:
Are you asleep???

No you can't!!

Wake up! Or I'll spam you.

Are you in coma?

Get up!!!

Goddamit!!

How can you sleep??

My Man:
My God. Who died?

Me:
My feelings for you 😒😒

My Man:
Liar

Me:
How can you just sleep?

My Man:
I am not sleeping.

I am just thinking whether
I should bring Hoseok back
or not.

Me:
He sneaked out? Lmao.

He is so romantic. Much more
than certain someone. 😞😞

I got an old man as my partner.

My Man:
What do you want?

Me:
I want a man like
Hoseok ✋😩

My Man:
C'mere

Me:
What?

My Man:
Come to this room.

Me:
Why? You'll beat me. 😒

My Man:
Why would I beat you?

Me:
Idk I feel the anger vibes
from here.

My Man:
No I won't beat you.

Me:

My Man:
Come here or I am
coming there.

Me:
I am latching the door.

My Man:
I have something really
cool here.

I think YN just hid it here.
Beneath the bed.

Me:
What? Really?

My Man:
Yeah!

Me:
What's it?

My Man:
Come here.

Me:
Omw

I thrusted my phone into my pajama pocket and skedaddled my way out with a lingering curiosity. I slightly peeped in living room and a smile spread accross my face watching YN and Hoseok cuddling each other and sleeping peacefully.

What has she hidden? An evil smirk overtook my smile.

I knocked on the door to his room and the door opened slightly. Before I could interpret anything, he pulled me inside and I was pushed against a wall and almost instantly, his lips were on mine.

My hands itself landed on his chest while he kissed me. I tried to think straight but I think that was not possible. He's kissing me like the world is rolling right off a cliff, like he's trying to hang on and he's decided to hold on to me, like he's starving for life and love and he's never known it could ever feel this good to be close to someone. Like it's the first time he's ever felt anything but hunger and he doesn't know how to pace himself, doesn't know how to eat in small bites, doesn't know how to do anything anything anything in moderation.

But I wanted him. I understood him and every part of me wanted to wrap around him, wanted to make this a special kiss, make every touch one he'd crave, because I was slowly becoming an addict and I didn't want to be the only one.

A few weeks earlier, I would have been able to resist him. Stepping back hadn't been a herculean effort, but now I couldn't do it. Not this time. I wasn't that strong.

His hands were in my hair, pulling me even closer, exploring my mouth with his tongue as I willfully gave him the permission to do so.

We broke apart. Panting with my pulse pounding in my veins, I looked into his dark eyes. He leaned to my ear, his raspy breath fanning my ear.

"You still want Hoseok?" He said in a husky voice.

"You- your breath stinks," I lied but it came out as a whisper. Suddenly I felt his hand groping my butt cheek as he sucked on my neck and I inadvertently moaned.

"Lying on my face babe?" He added, as he pecked once more where he was kissing a minute prior and it made me shiver.

"Who's that you want babe?" He asked again and my breathing was shallow. My brain was fogged with thousands of thoughts and each was just him. His grip went firm and I was done, "you," I whispered.

"Huh? Louder babe?"

"You."

"Name? This 'you' has a name, say my name, my boy," he said as he nibbled on my earlobe.

"Y-Yoongi. Min Yoongi," I said as I nodded and finally he moved apart, his hands in air and looking at me up and down.

A smirk dancing on his lips, "It's easy to get truth out from you."

I frowned, "I am leaving." I turned back but he pulled me back.

"Sleep with me."

"Are you crazy?"

"I mean just sleeping."

"Are you sure you can control your hormones?" I asked genuinely.

"Yeah yeah I am not that perverted as you think I am."

"I don't think of you as a pervert. You are just an idiot who doesn't know how to express your feelings and so, you get all physical and possessive. You thought I don't know?"

He went silent.

I slightly smiled while he was contemplating what I just said. I went ahead and lied on the bed, he looked at me, his eyes holding bewilderment.

I patted on my chest gesturing him to join me and so he did.

"I love you, you know that right? I will always understand you Yoongi," I smiled as I cradled him in my arms.

"I cannot believe someone ever left you Tae, you scare me. I cannot lose you now," he said and hugged me tightly.

Really, a top in our relationship is a paradox!

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(A/N : I love Taejoon more than anything in this book. (Exception - Hoseok's pov))