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“So, how are you feeling?”

Not even Yoongi knew how the hell he was feeling. Disappointed, maybe. That could be a good term to actually describe how he was feeling in that moment.

The discovery of a new planet was something that didn't happen every day, let alone one that was very similar to how earth used to be a few centuries ago.

And Yoongi had been waiting to be assigned to that mission. But when the day finally arrived and Yoongi was called by the captain, Yoongi couldn't feel more disappointed.

Yes, he was assigned to that mission, the mission he'd been waiting for the past months, but his assigned partner was none other that Kim Taehyung.

It wasn't like Yoongi hated him, he really didn't. But Kim Taehyung was annoying in many ways, in ways Yoongi couldn't tolerate so easily. Taehyung was too careless, clumsy and loud for his own good and it still amaze Yoongi how the hell he was so good in what he do, being one of the best in their Biology Team.

Yoongi found himself with a headache every time he was around Taehyung for more than twenty minutes. Now he wondered how the hell he was going to survive an entire month in a inhabited planet with just Taehyung as his only company.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Yoongi bitterly said, already feeling a headache forming at the base of his skull.

“Look, I'm sorry I wasn't assigned with you. I didn't know the captain had other plans" Namjoon said, standing near the door of Yoongi's room with both arms crossed over his chest and a concern look on his face.

“It's not your fault," Yoongi signed, throwing another pair of thermal pants into his bag with the rest of his stuff, “It's just that— Why Kim Taehyung? Why him? Jimin is one of the best of our Bio team, too"

“Yeah, but Jimin was assigned to another mission yesterday" Namjoon pointed out. “Don't think too much about it, " Namjoon then recommended. “It'd be just a month"

Just a month.

A month felt like a damn year to Yoongi. An entire month where he'd have to work with Taehyung, interact with him, discuss their work, live with him.

Yeah, just a month.

"Taehyung came for his check up earlier" Hoseok commented later that day when Yoongi went to the Infirmary.

Jung Hoseok was the head of the Medical team alongside with Kim Seokjin, the second in command. Yoongi hated physical exams but it was necessary for him to get all the vaccines because he was going to be exposed to an unexplored environment.

"He's over the moon with this mission" Hoseok continued with a fond smile as he finished with the last injection.

Yoongi snorted bitterly, sitting back on the cold stretcher as he started to get dress again.

“Why’s that?”

“Nothing, just that I'm going to be send to an unknown planet with the most reckless person of the entire base."

"That kid really admires you, Yoongi. He's like your fan" Hoseok said, giving Yoongi a look, the stop being an asshole look.


"I'm serious, when he was here he won't shut up about how excited he is to be working with you as a partner"

“I wish I could be that excited.” Yoongi said as he finished zipping up his uniform “So how am I, doc?”

“Everything looks fine. Your blood pressure is normal, your heart rate and lungs, too.” Hoseok leaned over to read his medical report one last time “You’re in good shape.”

After that Yoongi stopped by the cafeteria to grab an apple and then headed back to his room. Yoongi didn't sleep that night. Opting for just staring through the window of his room. The vast and dark space outside looked overwhelming and quiet, ready to swallow him alive without leaving any trace of his existence.

Seven hours later Yoongi was ready and out of his room. Walking down the still empty corridors of the base and heading to the turbolift. To his own surprise, Taehyung was already at the loading dock, inspecting their equipment and supplies for the mission.

“Seems like I wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep" Taehyung commented as soon as he spotted Yoongi.

Yoongi stared at him, not feeling in the mood to start a conversation this early in the morning. So he just nodded briefly before starting to help Taehyung to pack their stuff into their assigned ship for the mission.

Two hours later, Yoongi and Taehyung were already sitting behind the controls and ready to takeoff. The whole crew gathered on the main dock. From there, Yoongi could read Namjoon’s lips as he mouthed a “fighting”.

Yoongi held onto the safety straps over his chest, staring at the countdown displayed on the screen in front of him. When Yoongi looked back towards Taehyung, the man was already staring at him with a smirk before they both took off towards the unknown.



Min Yoongi's Journal, Stardate 2259.5

Today is our fifth day since we’ve arrived to this planet.

The nights are endless here, we only get ten hours of sunlight. But the sky is bright during the night. the aurora borealis in blue and green that cause the stars to look so much closer.

The current temperature is 6 degrees Celsius. The rain is also constant, more persistent during the last hours of sunlight.

The landscapes so far show a vast biodiversity, with dense and humid forests. Our research so far showed that the water is high in iron.

Today we’re exploring a forest located north from our current location.


Yoongi stretched his arms over his head with a tired groan as he stepped out of his room. Their assigned ship was small, with just the basic facilities. Two small rooms that sometimes made Yoongi feel a little bit claustrophobic, a locker room where they could change after going outside, a dining area and the lab. It wasn’t much, just the basic for the time they’d spend there.

In the following days there they started to explore their surroundings. The weather there was colder than they first thought but it was bearable with their thermal uniforms.

On the other hand, Taehyung was still annoying in his own unique way. But to Yoongi’s surprise, Taehyung’s work had been really good so far. He would diligently take notes of every plant or soil samples they collect on their exploratory walks through the forests, redact pretty detailed reports about their daily activities and work almost non-stop on their research.

And as expected, Taehyung was already by the desk working on something when Yoongi stepped into the lab that morning.


"Hi, hyung"

“Did you finish the report?”

“I’m working on it right now,” Taehyung informed him, “I just really got caught up reading the notes we took yesterday.”

Yoongi nodded, and for some reason he found himself staring at Taehyung a little too much. His hair was slightly longer, almost covering the back of his neck. Even if Taehyung was a pain in the ass sometimes, Yoongi recognized that the guy was pretty damn attractive.

“We better get ready," Yoongi cleared his throat as he quickly averted his gaze, "We’re heading out in ten.”

With a slightly delay, they finally headed out towards their destination. A dense forest located to the north. The trees there were overwhelmingly tall, to the point they could barely see the sky. The vast majority of plants there had deep crimson leaves.

“Oh, hyung, look!” Taehyung said as he crouched down to look closely to one of the plants growing at the foot of a tree, “This one looks very similar to the one we collected yesterday”

“Yeah, but if you look carefully you can see that this one got some kind of thorns right here.” Yoongi pointed out, crouching down right next to Taehyung.

Taehyung hummed as he started to get the container ready. Just when Taehyung cut at the stem, the plant released a deep yellow smoke. Fogging the crystal of their full face masks.

“Looks pretty toxic, too.” Yoongi said as he stood up, cleaning his mask with the sleeve of his insulation suit. “Better be careful with this one.”

Taehyung nodded as he finished placing it inside the glass container. The alien plant steamed the container as well as soon as Taehyung sealed it.

“Let’s head west some more and then go back.”

Two hours later they were back to the ship with all the containers with the samples they successfully collected that day. Yoongi was exhausted as he started to remove all his gear, scratching the bridge of his nose as soon as the mask was off. It had been a long day but he was satisfied with the results.

Taehyung hissed as he took off his heavy boots, frowning as he rubbed the sole of his foot with his hand. “We walked a lot today.” he said, sitting on the cold metallic bench across from Yoongi.

Yoongi hummed in agreement, “I think I’ve never walked that much in my entire life.”

“And we still need to finish the reports and classify the samples.” Taehyung added with a deep sigh, starting to unzip his suit.

And for the second time that day Yoongi found himself staring at Taehyung as he was undressing in front of him. The black undershirt looked ridiculously tight on Taehyung’s broad chest, his prominent collarbones now on full display as he slip the suit off his shoulders. And Yoongi could feel how his heart skipped a beat as he almost got caught staring.

Yoongi cleared his throat, pulling himself out of the trance as he started to unzip his own suit “Yeah, but that could wait a bit, we covered a lot of ground today. We can finish them and send them back in the morning.”

They headed to the dining area, Taehyung went to grabbed two vacuum sealed bags of tuna sandwiches from the fridges, handing out one to Yoongi.


They both sat at the small table there. And then there was the silence, the uncomfortable silence that Yoongi hated too much.

Being around Taehyung felt awkward, because most of the time they’d just talk about their research or their daily activities or about the reports they need to send back to the crew. And Yoongi was more than ok with it. But the in betweens, moments like this one, moments when they didn’t have much to discuss were truly the worst.



“How was earth?”

Yoongi stared at Taehyung for a moment. The sudden question caught him by surprise.

“I mean, I didn’t get to live there. I was born in the Colony”

Right, Taehyung looked young, a couple of years younger than Yoongi at least. But Yoongi wasn’t sure how old Taehyung was since he didn’t know anything about him besides his full name and occupation.

It was hard to remember how earth was, Yoongi only got to live there just a few years.

“You didn’t miss much, earth was polluted, chaotic, problematic,” Now Taehyung was leaned over, both elbows on the table, his half-eaten sandwich now forgotten as he listened to Yoongi with genuine interest. “But it had it charm too.”


Yoongi hummed, “The sky during dawn was pretty unique, the seasons, the rain.”

Taehyung’s eyes were impossibly wide as he breathed a “Wah” and tilted his head to a side, completely fascinated.

“Also dogs, dogs were amazing too.” Yoongi proceeded before finishing the rest of his sandwich.

“I’ve read a lot about them” Taehyung he sighed almost nostalgic.

There was a pause as Taehyung finished eating, and maybe Yoongi found himself stealing quick glances at Taehyung, he looked tired as he scratched his cheek absently.

"Do you think this planet could be a new home for us?” Taehyung asked as they were heading back to the Lab to classify the new samples they collected.

Yoongi nodded slowly, sighing “It could be.”

And Yoongi really hoped so.




Wow— This is incredible.” Yoongi could hear Taehyung's voice through his earpiece, and Yoongi completely agreed with him.

That day they went to explore one of the highest spots near their location. And it was truly a view that caught them by surprise. It resembled a lot to the Grand Canyon, but instead of red, the rocks were a dark gray, followed by a crimson forest at the foot of the mountain. That and the combination with the gray sky above made that place really majestic.

“Yeah, look at that rock formation over there” Yoongi pointed out.

That sight made Yoongi feel nostalgic. It’s been years since he’d been living in that colony, but Yoongi could still remember earth so vividly.

After a few hours they made it back to the woods just before sundown.

“So you said there was something similar to that back on earth?” Taehyung asked as they kept descending through a narrow, rocky path.

“Yeah, kind of. The rocks were red and it probably was—”

It took him a second to really comprehend what the hell just happened.

One minute Yoongi was talking to Taehyung as they walked down some stone steps. The next minute, Yoongi felt how his right foot slipped and then he was falling to the ground.

"Hyung, are you okay?” Taehyung hurried to knelt down beside him.

It turned out that one of the rocks had come loose and Yoongi had been unfortunate enough to step on it the wrong way.

"Yeah, I'm— fine." He said, trying to sound as calm as he could while his ankle was already pulsing in pain. “Help me up”

Grabbing his hand, Taehyung hoisted him up. But as soon as Yoongi tried to put pressure on his right foot, he almost fell again. Luckily, Taehyung was able to catch him this time.

“Fuck” Yoongi hissed in pain as Taehyung carefully lowered him back to sit on the ground.

"Hyung, you sure you're okay?"

Yoongi didn't answer this time as he just stared at his right foot, pulsing and useless.

“You can’t walk back to the ship.”

“Give me a moment, I just need—”

"No, hyung. You're not walking back." Taehyung insisted, this time with a serious tone as he quickly turned around. "Just get on my back, I'll carry you to the ship."

Yoongi didn't say anything. Hesitating as he glanced back to Taehyung.

"It’ll be dark soon so we need to hurry.” Taehyung then said and that made him come to a decision much quicker.

Reluctantly, Yoongi leaned on Taehyung’s back, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. Taehyung lifted him by the back of his thighs and adjusted his weight on his back before getting up.

The walk back to the ship was quiet and awkward, and even though Taehyung didn’t seem to be struggling with Yoongi’s weight, Yoongi tried to make himself smaller behind him as they made their way through the dense red forest.

"How are you feeling?”

Humiliated, probably. Yoongi thought. It took him a moment to answer. "I'm ok, I— I’m sorry, I should have been more careful”

"Don’t worry, accidents happen."

A few minutes later they finally made it back to the ship. And Taehyung was kind enough to help Yoongi out of his suit and carried him to the small infarmery.

“Thank you” Yoongi said when Taehyung helped him onto the examination table.

Now under the bright fluorescent lights and taking a closer look at his ankle, Yoongi was definitely not okay. His ankle was already starting to swell and the bruise that was starting to appear was standing out against his pale skin. When Yoongi looked up, he noticed that Taehyung was holding a injection in his right hand.

“Wait, hold on— Do you know how to use that?”

Taehyung stopped dead in his tracks as he looked at Yoongi with wide eyes, “Hyung, of course I know! I took the first aid course back when I was still at the academy,” Taehyung said as he got the shot ready.

That should have helped him feel more relaxed, but it didn't and Yoongi found himself gripping the sides of the cold examination table, flinching slightly when he felt Taehyung’s light touch on his skin, wrapping his long fingers around Yoongi's ankle, so gently as he leaned forward.

“Take a deep breath and— “

“Taehyung just do it—”

Yoongi's couldn't help but held his breath when the cold needle penetrated his skin, but Taehyung was right, it was quick.

“That'll help you with the pain and the swelling.”

Yoongi sighed,“Thank you”

“Now you should rest, I'll help you back to your room” Taehyung then said.

“D-don't worry, I'll try to walk—”

But then there was one arm under Yoongi's legs and the other supporting his back and Taehyung had Yoongi in his arms like a groom carrying his bride and Yoongi couldn't help but blush. This was so humiliating. But at least no one from their crew could see them.

“This wasn't necessary” he quietly said, looking everywhere except Taehyung. Eye contact was dangerous in his position, Taehyung was so close he could almost hear his heartbeat. And probably Taehyung could hear Yoongi's heart too.

“You can't still walk, hyung,” Taehyung calmly said.

Yoongi sighed relieved when they finally made it to Yoongi's room.

“The swelling will be better in a few hours so try to rest” Taehyung said when he helped Yoongi to his bed.

"Thank you," Yoongi said, “And sorry for today, for causing you all these problems”

“Don't even mention it” Taehyung assured him with a kind smile

Taehyung was so nice, maybe too nice. Which made Yoongi feel like a complete asshole.



To Yoongi’s surprise, Taehyung had been right. His sprained ankle healed quickly and it didn’t interfere on their schedule. Things proceeded without any other inconvenience in the following days.

That, well, until they were hit by a storm on their third week there, confining them to stay in the ship for almost twenty-eight hours.

And maybe Yoongi was being a bit too dramatic but that was by far the worst day since they arrived there. He was in a very bad mood, his stress levels were high. Yoongi really tried his best, focusing on his notes and his research and all the things he could do while they wait for the storm to pass.

But Taehyung really made it almost impossible. He’d been so loud lately, whistling and singing the same song. It’d been like that for the past two days.

Yoongi tried to be patient, he really did.

That morning Taehyung walked into the lab with a bag of dried peaches slices. And they started their daily routine as usual, that until Taehyung started to whistle again and Yoongi could feel the way his jaw unconsciously clenched as he tried to ignore Taehyung as he was sitting across from him. Yoongi tried, but then he could almost feel like something snapped inside his head.

“Can you stop? You’re so fucking loud.” he blurted out.

Taehyung stopped right away, staring back a Yoongi with wide eyes, clearly surprised, “Uh?”

“I said you’re so fucking loud, I can’t even hear my own thoughts.”

“But I didn’t do anything!”

“Besides driving me crazy”

There was a moment of silence where Yoongi thought their conversation was over. That’s when Taehyung decided to speak again.

“Well, I’m sorry but it’s not my fault that you’re a grumpy son of a bitch” he muttered to himself but it was loud enough for Yoongi to hear.

Yoongi stared at Taehyung, lips parted. Trying to process what Taehyung just said, did he really said that?

“What the fuck did you just say to me?” he stood up, his notes quickly forgotten on the desk.

“A grumpy son of a bitch?”

Yoongi felt his hands balled into tight fists quickly, feeling a new anger filling his chest, almost affecting his breathing. Letting out a deep sigh, Yoongi tilted his head to a side. He wasn’t going to let some immature kid talked to him like that, but Yoongi was a professional after all and the mission came first.

“I’m gonna report you for disrespectful behavior when we’re back.” Yoongi simply said.

“Then I’ll do the same”

In that moment Yoongi saw red, the barely-there smirk on Taehyung’s lips, the cockiness with which he said those words. It was enough, he had enough.

He shoved Taehyung against one of the desks there, knocking down a few containers with samples. He was holding Taehyung by the neck with both hands.

Their faces were so close, so close that Yoongi could feel Taehyung’s breathing against his face, almost taste it in his mouth. And then something completely unexpected happened, Taehyung’s eyes dropped to Yoongi’s lips for a split second.

His heart started to beat unpleasantly fast, his mouth suddenly felt so dry and in that moment Yoongi knew it was time to back off. He stepped back quickly, ignoring Taehyung as he grabbed his stuff from the desk before heading to his room. Not looking back at Taehyung.

Yoongi didn’t came out of his room until it was dark outside, he went to the diner area, grabbed a few bags of food and then headed back inside.


“Yeah, he even called me a grumpy son of a bitch.” Yoongi leaned back on his chair.

Now Namjoon was laughing at the other side of the screen, covering his mouth with both hands. “He got some balls, damn”

“You find it funny he disrespected me like that?”

“No, it’s just funny that Taehyung really snapped like that, I mean, of all people. You’re like his hero or something.”

“Shut up, you’re sounding like Hoseok.”

Namjoon wiped the corner of his eyes and signed, “Well, give him some time.”

Yoongi snorted bitterly “He’s needs to apologize.”

“He will, I’m pretty sure of that, maybe today was a really stressful day for both of you.”

After his call with Namjoon, Yoongi finished the rest of his report and notes, took a shower and collapsed on his bed with a sigh.

It had been a really fucked up day, Yoongi thought as he stared at the metallic ceiling above him. Deep down he felt bad, he shouldn’t have talked to Taehyung like that, he was the responsible of Taehyung’s reaction. Maybe Taehyung had been as stressed as Yoongi but he didn’t notice.

Sighing, Yoongi turned to his side and pulled the thermic covers up to his shoulders as he tried to sleep, trying not to think for at least a few seconds. Tomorrow he’d try to talk to Taehyung and maybe apologize for his behavior as well… maybe.

Just when he was at the edge of unconsciousness, Yoongi startled a bit as his door suddenly slid open.

Yoongi stayed still, listening carefully as Taehyung padded towards the bed. Maybe he wanted to apologize. But Yoongi was tired, too tired to talk in that moment.

So he opted to pretend he was sleeping. Yoongi counted to ten, waiting for Taehyung to leave but everything in the room felt too still, he could feel Taehyung standing close to his bed.

With a sigh Yoongi turned his face to see Taehyung standing beside his bed,

“Taehyung, what happened? Can’t you see I’m sleeping.” Yoongi slurred.

Taehyung didn’t say anything as he took a step back, hesitating about something Yoongi didn’t know. And then the next second Taehyung was climbing over him, straddling Yoongi.

What the fuc —What are you doing?”

It was hard to read Taehyung’s face in the darkness of the room, the faint artificial lights coming from the hall didn’t help much. But Taehyung was looking at him shyly, his doe-like brown eyes staring back at him.

Yoongi waited for Taehyung to say something, anything. But he didn't, uncertainty shadowing his features as he slowly leaned over, closing the gap between them, their lips sliding together in a unexpected kiss. Taehyung’s lips felt slightly cold against Yoongi’s as they moved slowly.

Yoongi stayed still for a moment, holding his breath when he felt Taehyung's shaking hand cupping the side of his face. And in just a split second Yoongi felt how every wall collapsed as he found himself slowly giving into the kiss.

Taehyung moaned quietly when Yoongi parted his lips, sliding his tongue deep into Taehyung’s mouth. Tentatively, he slipped his hands under Taehyung’s t-shirt, letting his hands explore Taehyung’s back, feeling the soft skin and how tense his muscles were.

"I want you, hyung." Taehyung breathed out before kissing him briefly on the lips again, then across his jaw until he reached the right side of Yoongi’s neck. Then Taehyung moved, adjusting his position over him to spread his legs wider, grinding down slowly on Yoongi’s crotch. And in that moment Yoongi felt the last trace of self control leaving his body completely.

Yoongi could feel Taehyung everywhere, devouring his neck with a passion that’d leave a bruise in the morning, his insistent hips rocking slowly, rubbing his already hard cock against Yoongi’s hipbone while he lowered the waistband of Yoongi's pants, wrapping his long fingers around Yoongi's semi-hard cock. And Yoongi tried to suppress the hiss that slipped from his lips at the dry friction of Taehyung’s calloused.

Taehyung leaned back slightly, enough to pulled his own underwear down to free his erection. And Yoongi was breathless, staring how Taehyung was spitting into his hand before reaching down and taking both of them into his hand. Taehyung’s cock felt hot against his, pulsing and already wet when he held them flush against each other. Yoongi couldn’t help but moan when Taehyung squeezing them tight against each other, the wet sound caused by each stroke sent a shiver through his entire body. Paralyzing him, anchoring to that moment.

It was so obscene, the way Taehyung started to rock his hips while trying to match his strokes. Yoongi could feel how Taehyung was already sweating as he let his forehead rest against Yoongi's. The lewd squelching sounds and breathy moans filled the small room, resonating on the metallic walls. And Yoongi loved the way Taehyung shivered and moaned when Yoongi moved his hands from his hips to his ass, squeezing his flesh hard.

Yoongi was so fucking lost in it, pushing his own hips up to fuck into the sensation, feeling how their foreskin slid back and forth against each other with every stroke of Taehyung’s hand and every rock of their hips. Taehyung leaned forward, placing his left elbow on the bed to support his body as he caught Yoongi’s lips into a messy kiss that were more teeth and tongues than lips.

“Let me— ” Yoongi mumbled against Taehyung’s wet lips.

Yoongi’s hands were as big as Taehyung’s, big enough to take both of their cocks in one hand easily. He could feel how Taehyung's cock twitched against his when he rubbed his thumb over the wet tip, spreading the precome in circular motions over the hot and sensitive head, going down on their shafts before dragging his hand back up and squeezing tight when he reached to the tips.

And Taehyung shivered again, letting his already sweaty forehead rest against Yoongi’s. His pretty lips parted as he let out breathy moans with each stroke of Yoongi's hand.

Yoongi was pretty close. Letting his eyes flutter shut, Yoongi speeded up the strokes to an almost frantic pace, making them both shudder, his free hand roaming over Taehyung’s back, feeling the tense muscles and clammy skin, digging his blunt nails into the skin.

Taehyung buried his face into the crook of Yoongi's neck and a quiet moan could be heard in the darkness of the room and Taehyung was coming in his hand, thighs trembling as his hot release dripped through Yoongi’s fingers and onto his belly, hips bucking frantic into Yoongi’s tight fist as he desperately chased every bit of pleasure.

It didn’t last long until Yoongi felt the tight knot forming on his lower belly and the muscles of his body going warm and tight, Taehyung’s come made the last few strokes even more slippery as he felt the hot pulse of his cock increase.

His body went rigid and everything was white, bright and over in just a split second.

Yoongi laid still, trying to catch his breath, his hair sticking to his forehead with sweat as he stared to the ceiling while trying to process what the fuck just happened.

Then Taehyung moved, lifting himself from Yoongi’s chest using both hands, He was slightly shaking and his breathing was still coming out uneven and fast when he climbed off of Yoongi and tucked himself back into his boxers.

“Taehyung— ”

But Taehyung was already heading to the door without a single glance at Yoongi.



Min Yoongi’s journal

The weather had been drastically changing over the past few days
The current temperature is...


Yoongi sighed heavily as he leaned back on his seat, rubbing his hands over his tired face. It was impossible to work like this, when his mind was completely somewhere else and when he couldn’t stop thinking about—

He haven’t seen Taehyung that day, he thought as he blankly stared at the ceiling. Maybe he was avoiding Yoongi… well, not maybe, he was clearly avoiding Yoongi because he didn’t show up in the lab that day.

Pressing his thumb on the screen, Yoongi closed the document. He’d try to finished it later.

It was already night time when Yoongi checked the time before walking out of the lab. He wasn't hungry so he skipped going to the diner area and headed straight to his room. But seemed that his subconscious had others plans since he ended up standing right in front of Taehyung's door.

He stood there for a whole minute, staring at the closed door while trying to think what to say. His hands were already sweaty when he pressed the intercom, “Taehyung, can we— Can we talk?”

And then he waited, pacing in the narrow hall. Yoongi couldn’t help but flinched when the door finally buzzed opened.

Taehyung's room was,— as expected — a bit messy. The bed was a small chaos of sheets and clothes, there were clothes on the floor as well.


“H-hi, hyung”

And it looked like Taehyung had just stepped out of the shower because he was leaning against his desk while drying his hair with a towel. Yoongi couldn’t help but notice the way he was dressed, wearing one of those black tank tops that always looked a bit too tight over his chest, and a pair of grey baggy sweatpants, his hair was falling messy and damp over his eyes.

“I—” Yoongi cleared his throat as he stood in front of Taehyung, looking around the room briefly while trying to think how the hell he'd begin this conversation, “I wanted to, uh talk about last night”

There was an awkward silence after that, then Taehyung replied, “Of course” Taehyung quietly said.

When he glanced up again, their eyes locked again and Yoongi could feel how frantic his heart was beating in that moment.

“What happened last night,” Yoongi started, “I think we both enjoyed it but—It can’t happen again, we’re currently on a mission and—”

“I know” Taehyung interrupted him.

Taehyung was biting his lips, staring at Yoongi with those big eyes. His broad shoulders hunched over, unconsciously making himself look small.

Yoongi absently nodded, but there was something thrumming inside Yoongi, running just under his skin, causing his breath to catch.

The room was too still, the silence prolonged and turned awkward as they both tried to figure out how to proceed. The line of Taehyung’s throat rippled when he swallowed. He was obviously nervous.

And Yoongi wasn't sure why but he found himself taking a step forward, slowly, like he was being pulled toward Taehyung by some invisible force. Taehyung blinked, clearly confused. But his lips were already parting when he met Yoongi halfway.

Yoongi took in a desperate breath through his nose at the light touch of Taehyung’s lips to his. He cupped Taehyung’s face by pure instinct and pressed even closer, running his tongue along the seam of Taehyung’s lips and invite himself in when Taehyung gasped. But then Taehyung’s tongue was meeting his, sliding along, wrapping and twisting, his mouth suckling Yoongi’s.

A soft moan escaped Taehyung’s lips when Yoongi ran his fingers through his hair, pulling him impossibly closer. Taehyung tilted his head, kissing him fiercely, frantic, like he was thinking that Yoongi would end this at any moment and push him away.

“What are we doing?” Yoongi breathed out against Taehyung's lips. Resting their foreheads together.

Taehyung shook his head slightly, trying to catch his breath before giving a peck to Yoongi’s parted lips, then another, and another until tongues began to play again and Yoongi’s jaw settled into a warm familiar ache. He pressed into Taehyung, getting as close as he could, feeling how Taehyung's heat seep through to his clothes, his skin, his bones.

Yoongi let his hands explore, letting them around Taehyung’s waist, tighten his grip as he pulled Taehyung closer. Taehyung gasped against his lips when Yoongi started to slowly grind against Taehyung's.

And then suddenly, there’s Taehyung’s hand on Yoongi’s chest, pushing him back softly and Yoongi stared confused how Taehyung started to rummage one of the small drawers of his desk, his hands were shaking as he pulled out something and handed it to Yoongi.

It was a small tube of lube, half-empty.

When Yoongi looked up again Taehyung was staring back at him with wide eyes glassy with arousal, biting his swollen bottom lip as if he’s considering something before he’s turning his back to Yoongi, moving aside all the work laying on his desk to bend over it, looking at Yoongi from over his shoulder.

It’s a silent invitation that had Yoongi’s already hard cock throbbing painfully in his pants. Just when he opened his mouth to say something, Taehyung was already hooking his thumbs in the waistband, pressing his ass back into Yoongi's crotch, breathing softly a “Come on, hyung” that went straight to Yoongi’s knees.

Not in a million years Yoongi thought he’d be doing this on a mission, let alone with Kim Taehyung, the annoying guy that was too loud and clumsy, the annoying and incredibly attractive guy Yoongi couldn’t get out of his head.

Yoongi pulled Taehyung’s sweatpants down to just below the curve of his ass. And fuck, Yoongi was so tempted to just leaned over and make him fall apart with just his tongue.

Yoongi poured a decent amount of lube on his fingers and rubbed it a bit until it didn't feel cold anymore. Placing his dry hand on Taehyung's hip and using his thumb to spread one cheek, Yoongi pressed a lubed finger on Taehyung's rim, noticing how he visibly shuddered when Yoongi rubbed all the wetness over the tender skin there before slowly slipping it in. Taehyung's eyes fluttered shut as his lips parted, trying to keep his breathing even.

And Yoongi found himself holding his breath, almost hypnotized by the way Taehyung was taking him in. Taehyung groaned when Yoongi teased his rim slowly before sliding a second finger in. Pressing his digits together at first, and then spreading them out gently, fucking him leisurely and deep. Taehyung humped back into his hand, stretching easily around his fingers.

"Fuck, your hands are huge— " he said, and he sounded so desperate and out of breath already. Yoongi kept stroking deep, enjoying the way Taehyung hissed and shuddered around him when Yoongi slid a third finger, “Come on"

Just when he was sure that Taehyung was ready, he drew his fingers out slowly, and he really tried to ignore how his hands were shaking as he lowered his zipper and let his pants pooled around his ankles. He heard Taehyung's sharp inhale when Yoongi pressed the swollen head to his rim. Both of them were holding their breath when Yoongi started to slowly push inside.

”Holy shit, Tae— ” Yoongi breathed out, Taehyung felt so impossibly tight around him. Taehyung was already panting, desperately reaching back to pull himself further open.

Then he was finally in, all the way in, and Yoongi couldn't remember feeling anything this fucking perfect in his life, ever. He tried to hold still, let them both get used to it even though his cock was pulsing and desperately wanting some friction.

At the first deep, slow thrust Yoongi felt like every nerve in his body was being kissed. Taehyung was already shaking under him, his knuckles white as he clutched at the edge of the desk when Yoongi started to set a steady rhythm, his breath already short and choppy.

And then Taehyung started to move ever so slightly, so slowly. Grinding against him and trying to match Yoongi’s steady thrusts. Yoongi gasped, leaning over and placing both hands on the desk, stopping his movements for a moment and letting Taehyung fuck himself on his cock.

Taehyung got his cheek pressed on the cold desk, giving Yoongi a dark look over his shoulder as he kept moving his hips back against Yoongi, full lips parted as he kept moaning softly.

"I always thought about this, ah" Taehyung suddenly said, sounding delirious, "About you.. like this"

Fuck ” Yoongi moaned at Taehyung's words, his cock pulsing inside. He looked down and drank in the obscene sight of his cock fucking into Taehyung's.

Taehyung let out a surprised moan when Yoongi grabbed his hips again, spreading his cheeks apart with his thumbs as he resumed his movements, this time thrusting into Taehyung hard and deep. Taehyung jolted when Yoongi finally hit his prostate, arching his back and going rigid for a moment. And then he whimpered weakly when Yoongi did it again and again.

"Ah, Yoongi right there" The honorifics long gone, Taehyung was a moaning mess over his desk, reaching back to dig his fingers into Yoongi's hip and ass, encouraging him to move faster.

It was Taehyung who came first, shuddering and moaning and almost crying when Yoongi fucked him through it. Yoongi pulled out just when he was too close, leaning forward and letting his forehead rest between Taehyung's shoulders. His grip on Taehyung's hips tightened as he let his cock slid between Taehyung's cleft with a drawn out moan, dragging the sensitive head over Taehyung's puffy rim as he breathed in the scent of Taehyung's sweat, feeling his warmth against him. It was all just too much and soon he was coming in between Taehyung’s ass cheeks.

Yoongi was still trying to catch his breath when he felt Taehyung reaching back and wrapping his fingers around Yoongi's wrist, slowly stroking his sweaty skin with his thumb. And for some reason, the silent gesture felt really comforting.



Things kind of went out of hands from there and it could happen at any moment.

One moment they could be writing about their research or working on their reports and the next second Taehyung got his hands into Yoongi’s pants. Or like yesterday when they were back from a walk and they were getting out of their suits and then Yoongi was on his knees and sucking Taehyung off.

Or like right now, Yoongi on Taehyung’s lap, moving his hips and moaning into each other’s mouths as they desperately chase their release.

Ah, Tae—

Taehyung showed up last night with the poor excuse that his room was too cold. That morning Yoongi woke up with Taehyung pressed against his back and his erection pressed insistently against Yoongi’s ass.

Yoongi came with a silent moan into Taehyung’s neck, shivering and groaning when Taehyung kept on hitting his already oversensitive prostate.

“Hold on, I’m almost there.” Taehyung breathed, thrusting his hips up quickly.

Yoongi clinged hard to the front of Taehyung’s already sweaty t-shirt. Taehyung thrusted up one last time before burying his face into Yoongi’s neck, moaning as he came messy inside of him.

Yoongi was ready to move out from Taehyung’s lap when he felt Taehyung stopped him.

“Wait.” Taehyung said, still catching his breath.


“Let’s just..” Taehyung’s eyes dropped for a second before he looked at Yoongi again, and there was something in there that Yoongi couldn’t decipher.

And Yoongi certainly wasn’t expecting Taehyung’s lips on his again. But this time it was different, far too different from the desperate and hurried ones they shared before they fuck. This time, Taehyung moved his lips slowly, taking his time. And Yoongi couldn’t help but notice how Taehyung let out a shaky breath when he finally leaned back, looking into Yoongi’s eyes with those big and expressive eyes.

Yoongi felt overwhelmed in that moment, his heart beating unpleasantly fast inside his chest, making him feel dizzy. and feeling how Taehyung touched his face with the back of his hand. This felt on a whole other level of intimacy and he was thinking that with Taehyung’s cock still inside him.


Taehyung hummed, still looking dazed as he brushed Yoongi’s sweaty hair off his forehead.

“Your cum is already cold and we need to clean up.” It amazed Yoongi how his voice didn’t sound as shaky as he thought, his entire body was still trembling and his heart was beating hard inside his chest.

The deep blush on Taehyung’s face didn’t pass unnoticed as he clear his throat and helped Yoongi to move off his lap.

"We're heading back in two days and we need to get everything ready"

They spent the rest of the day getting ready before heading back to the base, classifying the samples they collected that week. Yoongi was finishing sending their last daily report back to the base when he could hear something shattering at the Lab.

“I hope you didn’t ruin— Taehyung!”

He found Taehyung on his knees, coughing while covering his nose and mouth. “Don’t breathe!” he managed to say.

“What the fuck happened?” Yoongi asked as he approached, covering his nose and mouth the best he could with the sleeve of his uniform. Taehyung pointed towards one of the shattered container on the floor, it was one of the plants they collected when they first arrived there, the one with the thorns. “Let’s get you out of here.”

Taehyung's face was already red and he was struggling to breathe through his nose when they finally made it to the infirmary. Yoongi helped him onto the examination table and quickly grabbed an oxygen mask. And it seemed that the oxygen mask was helping because Taehyung had stopped coughing but he still looked like he was struggling to breathe normally.

“How are you feeling?”

“I'm— I’m so dizzy” was all he could managed to say as he laid back, he looked so drained with each passing second and Yoongi panicked.

“We need to go back, we need to— I'm contacting the base now”

It only took Yoongi almost five seconds to contact the base, but they were the longest five seconds of his entire life. And Yoongi went straight to the point as soon as they put him in contact with the captain. “There's an accident. Taehyung got in contact with some toxic plant.” He quickly explained as then asked permission to head back. Suddenly Yoongi felt angry with all these stupid protocols.

After the permission was granted, he rushed back to the infarmery only to find Taehyung looking worse, his eyes were red and he was shaking as the fever took over his body. The quick rise and fall of his chest was alarming.

“We're heading back in a few minutes, the medical team is already waiting for you” Yoongi informed him as he touched Taehyung's cheek with the back of his hand and was mortified at how hot his skin was. “I need to get you to the bridge to get ready to take off.”

With a bit of effort, Yoongi managed to get Taehyung back on his feet, wrapping an arm around his hips. Helping him walk until they finally reached the bridge. He helped in to the seat next to Yoongi and behind the controls.

He found Taehyung staring up at him with glassy and tired eyes.

“You know,” he started, and his voice sounded so rough, “I've been— having this crush on you since the first time I saw you— since I joined the crew”

Yoongi pushed Taehyung's hair aside, trying to keep his shaking hand busy.

“And I remember thinking that were the most beautiful man I've ever seen” He managed to said before coughing, “Damn, I feel like I'm dying”

“You're not dying” Yoongi quickly said, trying to convince himself too while trying to stay strong for Taehyung.

“If I die then you don't have to deal with me anymore" Taehyung slurred with a playful smile, his eyes were glassy.

“Shut up, Tae" Yoongi said, taking one of Taehyung's limp hand between his own.

“I-I heard you— ” Taehyung coughed, “That night when you were talking to Namjoon— You were so mad you were paired up with me"

A sudden wave of guilt washed over him at Taehyung's words, “I'm sorry they sent you here with me"

“Taehyung, stop" Yoongi's voice was trembling, “I don't hate you."

“You serious?” Taehyung smiled weakly “Or probably you’re saying that because I’m dying"

“You're not dying" Yoongi repeated as he touched Taehyung's cheek with the back of his hand, his skin was burning

When everything was finally ready and they were about to take off, Yoongi looked towards Taehyung, who was already looking at him.

“Try to rest, I'll get you home”

Taehyung nodded and smiled weakly before closing his eyes.



Hoseok and Seokjin were already waiting for them with the rest of the medical team. They rushed Taehyung out of the ship as soon as they landed on the dock. "He'll be ok, hyung, don't worry" Jungkook told him at some point when he was walking through the halls.

The captain called him to congratulated them for the successful mission. He said a lot of things but everything felt so overwhelming around him that Yoongi could barely focus as his mind kept wondering how was Taehyung. When the meeting was finally over, Yoongi found himself almost running through the halls and going straight to the Infirmary.

Hoseok was by the monitors checking Taehyung’s vitals when Yoongi finally walked in.

"How's he?" Yoongi asked quietly as he approached to Taehyung's bed.

"He's stable now, the fever broke an hour ago, Now he's just sleeping" Hoseok informed him and Yoongi could feel how a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. Yoongi nodded, staring down at Taehyung. He looked peaceful and definitely much better, less pale and weak than he did when they arrived.

"You can stay here for a bit if you want," Hoseok then said, "He'd probably wake up in a few minutes"

And with that, Hoseok patted him on the shoulder with a knowing smile and left. Yoongi sat by Taehyung's bed, swiping Taehyung's long hair away from his forehead, letting his fingers linger on his skin. It was weird to see him like this, this quiet and still. It felt wrong and Yoongi didn’t like it.

So all he could do was wait, sitting close to the bed and resting his hand on Taehyung’s as he stared at the steady rise and fall of Taehyung’s chest.

Yoongi wasn’t sure how long he stayed there, and he was starting to doze off when he suddenly felt Taehyung’s hand twitched under his own. His gaze found Yoongi’s as soon as he forced his heavy eyelids open.

“Hyung" and his voice was barely a whisper, sounding raspy and tired.

“Hey" Yoongi grabbed Taehyung’s hand “How are you feeling?”

“Better but— ” Taehyung frowned, like it was painful to even speak.

"Easy, take your time."

“My lips feel so dried and my bones..They feel like broken glass"

Yoongi stroked the back of his hand with his thumb “Hoseok said you'd feel better in a few days"

Taehyung nodded and sighed, slightly squeezing Yoongi's hand, "Thank you for being here."

"Don't mention it."

There's someone at the door and Yoongi didn't realized it until it was too late. Namjoon was standing there, eyes wide and confused, his gaze fixed on their hands. Yoongi squeezed Taehyung's slightly before removing his hand, clearing his throat as he took a step back.

"How are you feeling, Tae?" Namjoon asked, approaching to the bed.

"I'm better, guess I'm not dying after all." Taehyung said playfully.

Yoongi excused himself and left them alone. Later that night Yoongi could felt Namjoon eyeing in silence as Yoongi was getting his food ready.

"You're so obvious, Joon" Yoongi said as he grabbed another kimbap and headed to his table. The cafeteria was comfortably empty that evening.


"I know you want to asked me shit so go ahead"

"I just.. This afternoon uh ... You and Taehyung.” Yoongi stared at him, waiting for his friend to formulate a coherent question "Is there— Something happened between you two? Because just a month ago you couldn't even tolerate the guy and now you were holding his hand"

“A lot can change in a month.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that maybe Taehyung wasn't that bad than I first thought” Yoongi said, trying his best not to blush in front of Namjoon as he kept on eating.

Namjoon stared at him for a moment before nodding slowly, still looking clearly incredulous.



Yoongi entered the five-digit password he memorized only two days ago and waited for the door to buzz open.

Taehyung’s room was dark, the only source of light coming from the tablet he was holding too close to his face as he was busy reading something. Taehyung was recovered after a few days later, but he still needed to rest as much as he could.

“Hyung.” he said, lowering the tablet to his lap.

“Hey,” he said as he approached to the bed, “I wanted to see how were you doing”

Taehyung moved aside, allowing Yoongi to lay beside him. “Come here”

Yoongi kicked off his shoes and climbed into the bed, facing Taehyung as he laid beside him.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good, Seokjin hyung told me that I'm recovering faster than they thought so I should be fully recovered in the following days.”

Yoongi hummed as he tucked Taehyung’s hair behind his ear. “That's great”

Taehyung nodded and sighed, “Yeah, I can't wait to get back to work”

They stayed like that for a moment, Yoongi closed his eyes when Taehyung grabbed his hand, playing with Yoongi’s fingers and slowly tracing the veins he could feel with his fingertips as if he was trying to memorize each one of them.



“I want to apologize”

Taehyung stopped and looked him in the eyes “What? Why?”

“For saying all those awful things when you were assigned to the mission, I was an asshole”

Taehyung signed, relaxing again “It's ok, hyung” he said as he took Yoongi's hand fully into his own, interlacing their fingers “I kind of was aware that I wasn't one of your favorite colleague to be around”


“It's ok, really” Taehyung assured him with a soft smile.

Yoongi nodded, tracing Taehyung's cheek with his thumb before moving closer and kissed him. And it wasn't rushed like the times they did this back at that planet. This time Yoongi took his time to feel every small detail about Taehyung, feel the way he'd hold his breath and parted his lips when Yoongi slid his tongue in.

"Stay here tonight." Taehyung's voice was barely a whisper.

And Yoongi simply nodded as he pulled Taehyung closer for another kiss.



Next morning, Yoongi woke up feeling something slightly heavy over his chest. When he finally opened his eyes, he stared down to see Taehyung all over him, his long legs tangled between Yoongi’s, his arms wrapped around him, and his head resting on Yoongi’s chest as he kept snoring softly.

Unconsciously, Yoongi found himself stroking Taehyung’s scalp, letting his finger feel his soft hair. Then he felt Taehyung moved his head, lazily nuzzling Yoongi's neck with the tip of his nose as he tighten his arms around Yoongi's torso.

“You awake?”

“Barely” Taehyung mumbled against Yoongi's neck.

And Yoongi sighed, letting his eyes flutter closed and tilted his head to the side when Taehyung started to kiss his neck. But even if he was still a bit disoriented and sleepy, Yoongi could feel how the light kisses turned into something more when Taehyung's hand started slowly descend over Yoongi's naked chest.

“Isn’t too early for this?” Yoongi said, biting his lower lip when Taehyung placed an open-mouthed kiss just under his jaw.

“No when you’re enjoying it” Taehyung teased him, slowly rubbing his palm on Yoongi’s crotch,"Let me feel you."

And just when Taehyung’s hand was sliding slowly under his underwear and his long fingers wrapped around his semi-hard cock, Yoongi’s eyes snapped open to the familiar beeping sound, his mind was still fogy to actually register what was it until it was too late. His heart skipped a beat when Taehyung’s door suddenly buzzed open.

“Morning, Tae, how are—”

Well, this was certanly a surprise, especially for Namjoon, who stood dead in his tracks with his mouth hanging open and wide eyes. He stared at Yoongi, then at Taehyung, then back at Yoongi, as if he was trying to make sure that it was really him and not some other man laying in Taehyung's bed.

“Oh, shit! I'm s-sorry! I-I’ll better.." He took a step back, "I'll better leave!”

Yoongi didn’t say anything as he saw Namjoon stumbling clumsily on his way out.

“What a way to kill the mood.” Yoongi sighed.

Taehyung dropped beside him, “Well, now Namjoon knows that we're fooling around."

Yoongi hummed, rubbing one of his eyes with the back of his hand.

"And you don't mind?" Taehyung asked.

Yoongi shrugged and shook his head, “No, not really. But I think it’d be a bit awkward for a while”

"Oh" Taehyung nodded and they both stayed like that for a moment.

"You know," Yoongi started, "We could be more than this"

"What do you mean?"

"Fooling around— we could be more. I mean, we could try—"

Taehyung quickly lifted his head from the pillow, propping himself up on an elbow. His eyes were wide as he stared at Yoongi, a barely there smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Hyung, what— Are you asking me to be your boyfriend?"

"Well, yeah, yes. W-why not?" And he was sure that Taehyung could hear how fast his heart it was beating.

Taehyung chuckled, leaning over to kissed him, not really minding the morning breath. “I’d love to.” he said, giving another peck to Yoongi’s lips, “Wanna go grab breakfast, boyfriend?” he said, smiling and Yoongi was sure he was blushing pathetically but at this point he didn't care.

"God, you're so annoying" he said as he tried his best not to grin, but failed.

"And yet you still like me."

Yoongi chuckled as he ran his fingers through Taehyung's soft hair.

"Yeah." Yoongi sighed, "Let's stay like this for a few minutes"

And as Taehyung wrapped his arms around Yoongi and pulled closer again, Yoongi realized that maybe a few minutes weren't enough.