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"Joon..." he growled in a deep voice "Wake up."
"Mhh...."
"Namjoon."
"Shut up..." Namjoon mumbled into his pillow.
He turned in his bed while groaning and tugged the blanket over his eyes. After a while, Namjoon felt Yoongi pulling at the blanket, dragging it off his eyes so Namjoon could see, when he opened his eyes, that Yoongi was lying next to him, only inches apart.
Yoongi resembled a tiger. Namjoon had always thought this. Whenever he saw Yoongi staring at him like this, he thought that Yoongi looked just like that; a dangerous animal that was looking at his pray, ready to jump any second. He looked graceful and scary at the same time.
"You talk like this to your hyung?" Yoongi said with this deep look in his eyes, "...I've been waiting for you to wake up so I can blow you and I'm getting really impatient here."
"Do whatever the fuck you want... You didn't have to wake me up."
"It doesn't work like that. I can't just start touching you."
Yoongi let his hand rest on top of Namjoon's hip bone. It felt cold.
"Mh..."
"You still have a lot to learn. Say 'Touch me Hyung'."
"Touch me, Hyung." Namjoon mumbled.
"You could also just say 'Yes, ok, you can touch me."
"Yes, ok, don't bother me and touch me all you want."
"Add a 'Hyung' to that and you're close to talking politely again."
"Sir, yes, sir." Namjoon mumbled.
"Don't be a prick."
Yoongi's hand slid to the front, over the fabric of Namjoon's boxer shorts. Namjoon was rock hard because he'd just woken up.
"Your boner has been poking me all night, do you understand that?" Yoongi said, "It was fully pressed against me when I woke up. Just chilling on my lower back. Do you think that's fair? How am I supposed to react?"
"Wasn't my fault." Namjoon yawned, "It has a life of its own."
"Control yourself."
"I'm trying to."
Yoongi squeezed Namjoon in his hand, the fabric of his boxer shorts pressed against either side of his cock.
"You did the same thing to me just a few weeks ago..." Namjoon mumbled.
"Yeah, I remember that because that's when I told you not to just touch me while I'm asleep."
"But you liked it."
"Yeah and what if I didn't? I would have shouted at you. Do you want that?"
"Nah."
"So don't just touch people, that's my point here."
"Ok, Hyung."
"In that exact case, yes, I did want to be touched but you still have to ask first. I don't always wanna be touched, you get that?"
"Yeah. Hey, it was just your hips... They attracted me."
"So? It's not ok to touch my cock while I sleep so why would it be ok to touch any other part?"
"I guess that's right..."
Yoongi build up a slow rhythm. Namjoon was already panting.
"Let's kiss?" Namjoon asked.
"Nah, mate."
"Why?"
"'Cause you smell like ass. You haven't brushed your teeth after all."
"Fair."
"'S it feel good?" Yoongi asked.
"Mhm."
"'Mhm'?"
"Mhm."
"How 'bout 'Yes, Hyung'?"
"Yes, Hyung."
"Jeez..." Yoongi pulled Namjoon's boxers down slowly with him whining out at the friction, "Why's it so big? My arm will get tired."
Yoongi started kissing at Namjoon's neck. He made some small sounds. Delicate little whimpers Namjoon would have liked to collect and keep in a place to come back to whenever he wanted him.
"Use your mouth, then." Namjoon moaned.
"Smart-ass."
Yoongi pumped a few times while squeezing lightly again before pulling away. Namjoon felt much more now that it was skin on skin. Yoongi's lips found a spot just under Namjoon's left ear and sucked on his skin lightly, drawing low moans form Namjoon's lips.
"Sit up." Yoongi commanded.
"No way." Namjoon said, "I'm lazy."
"You don't wanna sit up?"
"No."
"Then scoot over here."
Yoongi got up from the bed and motioned for Namjoon to lay in the middle of the bed, rather than at the very edge, because that's how they had been sleeping. Yoongi climbed on top of Namjoon and bend down all the way until his face was close to Namjoon's cock.
"Isn't this uncomfortable for you, Hyung?" Namjoon asked.
"It's fine. Just don't fall asleep or I'll slap you awake."
"How nice of you."
Yoongi stroked Namjoon a few more times with a very slow pace. He smiled up at Namjoon, who was whining for him to go faster. Then he started to connect his lips with the head of Namjoon's cock, giving him a sweet kiss.
Namjoon was crazy in love with Yoongi. He loved him so much, he was surprised his heart didn't hurt from being in constant despair. It was so crazy to think about the feeling he had for him. He'd never felt this way in his life. Namjoon was sure he's loved before. He's been head over heals for someone. But this feeling he felt with Yoongi made every love he's ever felt feel like something lesser. As if his love for Yoongi was the only true love he'd ever feel. It was so overwhelming, it made him wanna cry out at times.
Just like he did when Yoongi sunk his teeth into Namjoon's skin.
"Ah!"
"Keep it down, we don't wanna wake up the entire apartment building." Yoongi hissed.
"Don't bite me then!"
"You're dreaming. Stop walking on clouds and return to the real world please. Focus on me."
Namjoon looked down at him.
"Ok." Namjoon said.
"It's 'Ok, Hyung."
"Ok, Hyung."
"That's a good boy." Yoongi said.
He wrapped his hand around the base and stared at Namjoon's cock up close with a look of curiosity. He slowly pumped it and looked at his skin and the creases that formed when Yoongi moved his hand.
"I feel like a dog." Namjoon mumbled, "When you talk to me like that. 'Good boy'..."
"I'm sorry." Yoongi said, "I won't do it again. Unless you like it."
"Well... I guess dogs must feel nice? Everyone loves them, right?"
"Some people prefer cats."
"I don't. I like dogs. What do you like, Hyung?"
"Humans." Yoongi said.
He had that look on his face again. The look that reminded Namjoon of a tiger. His pace was pretty slow. He looked really focused.
"Actually..."
"Hm?"
"I think I'm not so sure now..." Namjoon said.
"About what? That I like humans?"
"No, about me liking dogs. I might like cats now... lately I've begun to like cats."
"Why?" Yoongi asked with a crease forming between his brows.
"No reason in particular..."
Yoongi leaned forward and gave the tip of his cock a sloppy kiss. Namjoon whined out. He was so painfully hard.
"Hey, Hyung..."
"What?"
"I think you have a really pretty name. That's why I wanna say it a lot and skip the 'Hyung'-part."
"Mhm."
"It's a really nice name."
"I never really liked it but lots of people do..."
Yoongi slowly let his tongue slip over the head of Namjoon's cock.
"Mh!"
"I'm starting now."
"Haven't you started a while ago?" Namjoon mumbled.
Yoongi opened up his mouth widely and took as much of Namjoon in as he could take. Namjoon leaned his head back and let his eyes fall shut.
"Oh... My god..." Namjoon groaned.
He could hear shuffling in the bed above him.
"Should I keep it down?" Namjoon asked.
Yoongi pulled off with a confused stare.
"I have no clue. Just..."
Yoongi was still pumping the base with his hand. Namjoon could hear moans coiling at the back of his throat.
"How 'bout you... just let the sounds spill? People who are annoyed can always complain."
"Spill?"
"Yeah, spill." Yoongi said.
"Like beans?"
"Huh?"
"'Spill the beans', you know...? That saying?" Namjoon asked.
"Yeah, whatever, spill beans or bananas or fucking bricks for all I care."
With that, Yoongi's mouth was wrapped around Namjoon again, building up a slow rhythm at bobbing his head. He felt tight and hot around Namjoon. It had him moaning out and shudders running over his body. Yoongi smiled whenever he made a particularly nice moan escape Namjoon's lips.
"Ya gonna fucking kill me..." Namjoon groaned.
Namjoon's hands twisted into the sheets they were laying on. He could hear another bed creaking. This time it was the one above, still, but to the side and not exactly above Namjoon's. Groaning, sighing, more shuffling. Someone was waking up but Namjoon couldn't really focus on it because of whatever kind of witchcraft it was Yoongi was doing to him.
Yoongi pulled off and used his hand to get some friction instead. He looked up at the same bed Namjoon had heard only a few moments ago.
"Looks like not everyone here is enjoying this." Yoongi said loudly, "At least I'm havng fun."
Namjoon nearly jumped at how sudden his loud voice seemed. He looked at Yoongi in confusion, who was smiling brightly. He stroked Namjoon with a hard pace.
"You wanna join?" Yoongi said, directed at the bed above them.
"You wanna die?" a raspy voice growled back.
"Come on, Hyung! We need to relax from time to time." Yoongi cheered, "You sure you don't want a piece of it?"
"I'll cut you into pieces once I get down, how 'bout that?" Seokjin said, more muffled this time.
He had probably sunk his face into his pillow to drown out the sounds, as Namjoon had seen him do many times before.
"Sorry, Hyung..." Namjoon said, his hand slipping over his mouth to keep in the sounds.
Yoongi stroked even more harshly.
"Jesus Christ, Joon..." Seokjin yawned, "Yoongi, what are you doing to him?"
"He's trying to kill me." Namjoon choked, "Sorry for being loud."
"It's alright, Honey... just keep it down a little. Yoongi, I'm watching you. Remember that." Seokjin said.
"How are you watching me from behind your mattress?" Yoongi said, twisting his wrist.
Yoongi smiled up at Namjoon.
"Joonie, just try to keep it down. Yoongi, you're making him into a crybaby."
"He's right." Yoongi smiled.
"You shut up!" Namjoon grinned.
"You say that to your Hyung? You shut up!"
"How bout you both shut up?"
That was Hoseok, right next to him and Yoongi. Yoongi didn't even look at him. Namjoon was wondering if he'd watched them all this time and Yoongi had just ignored him or if they'd woken Hoseok up.
"Now you're cocky. Let's see how hard that gets with an actual cock in your mouth." Hoseok said.
"There were just... so many word plays in that one sentence..." Yoongi said.
"I salute to you, Sir!" Seokjin said from above.
"Leave us alone and get some beauty sleep!" Hoseok said to Seokjin.
"I've got plenty already." Seokjin yelled down.
Namjoon rolled his eyes up when Yoongi quickened his pace.
"Why does it feel like you're ignoring me even if I'm getting so much attention right now..." Namjoon moaned into his hand.
"You're a crybaby." Seokjin yawned.
"He's always been." Yoongi said.
He leaned down again. Namjoon felt a sensation like lightning running through his body.
"Can you leave us alone?" Namjoon moaned.
"Don't do this in here then. This is a communal room after all." Seokjin groaned.
"Where else would we do this? The kitchen?" Yoongi asked.
"Hell?" Hoseok suggested.
"That's just lovely coming from you. You'll join us there." Yoongi smiled.
He climbed on top of Namjoon, straddling his lap. His grip was tight around Namjoon's cock as he leaned down.
"Kiss me, asshole." Yoongi said softly.
Namjoon could practically feel Hoseok rolling his eyes at them when he shuffled to lay back down in his bed. Seokjin had started snoring again already.
When their lips met, Namjoon's stomach turned with excitement. Namjoon opened his eyes briefly and looked up at Yoongi.
"I thought you weren't gonna kiss me." Namjoon said.
"Changed my mind."
"Hm..."
"What?" Yoongi asked.
"You're beautiful."
"The fuck? No, I'm not."
Yoongi leaned in again. How did his voice still manage to make Namjoon all giddy and embarrassed? After all this time – how where they still like this? I still feel like first times with you.
"You are."
"I'm not here to argue with you." Yoongi said softly.
"What are you here for?"
"To drive you insane."
Yoongi slid down, his face level with Namjoon's crotch again.
"You're on the right track." Namjoon moaned, his head rolling back.
"You close already?"
"Yeah, go slowly please... Oh."
"Oh, what?"
"Do you hear that?" Namjoon asked, "It started raining."
Namjoon closed his eyes and sighed out when Yoongi's lips met his skin. They stood still for a moment, frozen, listening to the rain. When he opened them again and let his head roll to the side, he saw Hoseok watching them. Yoongi briefly stopped.
"Don't be shy. Keep going." Hoseok said, resting on his side, hugging a pillow.
"What? You wanna join?" Yoongi asked, who had noticed him as well.
"I'm good. You guys have fun."
"Enjoying the view?" Namjoon moaned.
"Taking notes." Hoseok answered, "Watching you bicker is fun. Watching you do it is even more fun."
"What was with that hell comment earlier?" Yoongi asked.
Yoongi resumed his actions and Namjoon felt his entire body tense up.
"Relax." Yoongi cooed.
"I'm trying to. You'll drive me insane."
"That's the goal... Wait."
"Wait, what?"
"Did we put our clothes inside?" Yoongi muttered.
"Huh?"
"Because it's raining now. Did we remember to bring our clothes inside?
There was silence for a moments with both of them looking at each other in concern.
"I brought them in yesterday night!" Seokjin called from above, "You guys are all over the place! I took care of your stuff."
"Thanks, Hyung." Yoongi said.
"What is wrong with you guys anyway?" Seokjin scoffed, "How can you think about this right now? I thought you were busy eating each other."
"They're idiots." Hosoek explained.
"Joon is the bigger idiot." Yoongi moaned.
When they first started... doing this. Seeing each other? 'Seeing each other' as an expression always sounded weird to Namjoon. He saw everyone in the dorm all the time, after all. It didn't mean all of them did things like this with one another. Anyhow, when him and Yoongi started off, he always made stupid mistakes in front of him. He was clumsier than usual, kept dropping things, kept hurting himself, or bumping into him at the most unfitting of times. Yoongi would laugh at that and the sound always turned him into even more of a mess; all giddy and happy. Namjoon always felt like a goddamn idiot around Yoongi. He realised that's what love is.
Namjoon rolled his head to the side and glanced at Hoseok, who was watching intently. Yoongi was busy makng Namjoon's stomach feel as if he was riding a roller coaster.
"Who needs a TV when I have you guys?" Hoseok commented.
"Who needs little siblings when you've got annoying dongsaengs?" Yoongi moaned.
Yoongi sat up and crawled up, more on top of Namjoon, straddling his lap. Namjoon sat up as well and met Yoongi half way to lean in for a kiss. They stayed like this for a while, lazily kissing. Yoongi grasped one of Namjoon's hands and slid it to his own hip.
"Will you touch me?" Yoongi asked.
"Where?"
"Everywhere."
"Come on! To you it's always important that I say exactly what I want. Since when do you have a hard time saying it?"
"It's harder with people watching."
"What is?" Hoseok scoffed, "Your cock?"
"Watch your mouth." Yoong suggested, "Put your hand inside my pants, Joon."
"How should I touch you?"
Yoongi leaned closer so that their foreheads were touching.
"Touch me how I touch you." Yoongi whispered.
"With sassy remarks?" Hoseok asked.
"Funny." Yoongi said sarcastically, "With careful movements." he corrected.
Namjoon slid one of his hands over Yoongi's bulge, then let his fingers slip inside his boxer shorts. Yoongi's eyes rolled up. He was so pretty.
"You're hard." Namjoon moaned, "So hard."
"You are to blame." Yoongi said.
He wrapped his fingers around Namjoon tightly, squeezing.
"Ready to cum?"
"If you continue like that, yeah." Namjoon whined.
"Oh, now it's getting interesting." Hoseok cheered, "Hyung! Come down and watch with me!" he called to Seokjin.
"Leave me alone and be quiet." Seokjin hissed.
"When did this show start including audience participation?" Yoongi muttered.
Yoongi scooted closer and buried one of his hands in Namjoon's hair. The other one was pumping faster by the minute. Yoongi was panting into his mouth; more breath than kiss.
"Ah, Joon." Yoongi huffed, "God, Joon."
"Hyung-"
A deep kiss interrupted Namjoon. He didn't mind. A moment later, he had forgotten what he was about to say anyway. Apart from-
"Ah, Oh, Yoongi. Ah, Yoongi-hyung. Fuck, Yoongi..."
"Must be nice if you're swearing that much." Seokjin muttered form above, "You guys must really like each other."
"Namjoon just has a dirty mouth." Hoseok said.
"Look who's talking." Namjoon hissed.
Yoongi slung one arm around Namjoon and pumped harder. They were pressed together, Yoongi's weight on Namjoon's thighs. Namjoon slid one hand to the back of Yoongi's neck and pressed their faces together for another deep kiss. It was getting sloppier, still, just as his movements were.
"I'm so close." Namjoon moaned.
"Don't hold back."
Namjoon came with Yoongi's lips on his, drowning out all the sounds he was making, Namjoon's eyes squeezed shut. When he was done, Yoongi smiled a dirty smile.
"A lot came out." Yoongi observed.
"It's everywhere." Hoseok said.
"Yeah, I came hard. Your turn now." Namjoon said to Yoongi.
Namjoon could now fully focus on Yoongi and the movement of his hands on him. Yoongi whimpered and moaned into Namjoon's hair. He moved slowly, knowing Yoongi would curse and whine at him.
Sometimes when Namjoon looked into his eyes, he thought of the ocean. They weren't blue, obviously, but there was something sea-like to them. He made a mental note to write a song about his eyes at some point. It seemed that there were secrets hidden deep in them, at the very bottom. So many secrets that Namjoon couldn't even tell how much he didn't know. So many things Yoongi would keep to himself. Then he thought about how much he'd already learned about him, even though they'd only been living together for almost a year.
"Is it good?" Namjoon asked.
"I'll kill you if you stop."
"I'll take that as a 'yes'."
Yoongi's hands roamed over Namjoon's broad shoulders and back. They finally found a place and clenched around fistfuls of Namjoon's shirt. He felt Yoongi's nails against his skin.
"Joon..." Yoongi muttered, "Oh, Joon. You're so good. It's so good. Yes, Namjoon- Ah!"
"Close?"
Namjoon could feel him nod into his shoulder. His fingers were digging into Namjoon's back. Yoongi came while they were hugging, huffing and panting into Namjoon's shoulder. Praises spilled form his lips.
"Ha..." Yoongi sighed.
He climbed off Namjoon and lay down next to him, intertwining their fingers, both of their chests heaving.
"What a mess..." Namjoon said, observing the stains on his shirt.
He heard the bed creak next to them with Hoseok getting up and leaving the room. He came back shortly, holding a package of wet wipes.
"You guys are so clumsy. Could you not have cum into his mouth?" Hoseok asked, passing Namjoon the wipes, "I thought only Namjoon was messy."
"There's always something new to learn about each other." Yoongi said, closing his eyes in exhaustion "Clean me up."
"Who?" Hoseok asked.
"Whoever feels called to it."
Hoseok started silently wiping Yoongi down, while Namjoon cleaned himself.
"You dirty fuckers." Hoseok muttered, looking at the ruined sheets, then back at Yoongi.
"You're dirty yourself. Stop staring at me." Yoongi whined.
"How can you tell I'm staring at you with your eyes closed?"
"So you were staring at me. I just had a suspicion."
"You know, cats don't like when you stare at them. They won't come to you when you keep looking at them. I think it makes them feel threatened." Namjoon said.
"What's that got to do with me?" Yoongi asked.
"You make me think of cats."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"It's a compliment."
"I'd hope so."
"Oh..." Namjoon said.
"Mh?"
"Look, it's still raining."
"Ah... Yeah, doesn't look like it's gonna stop soon." Yoongi commented, "I always wondered – there's that saying in English, right? 'It's raining cats and dogs'. Why cats and dogs of all things?"
"I have no idea."
"Why not guinea pigs, or crocodiles?"
"Dunno. Maybe because that's like... one of those golden pairs. Cats and dogs, black and white-"
"You and me?" Yoongi smiled.
He could almost hear someone in the room rolling their eyes at them. Hoseok threw a dirty wet wipe at Yoongi, but it ended up landing on Namjoon. Namjoon leaned back all the way, closed his eyes and thought about nothing.
"Yeah..." Namjoon said, "Like that."