Well, fuck.

Each memory I should have forgotten comes back to me, one by one. AU. Multimuse. Multiverse....

Babe. Babe, you don’t understand. I’m just gonna— [‘casually pins and kisses adoringly but also firmly because passion.]

If you don’t get over here and passionately kiss me square on the mouth, I’m going yoink ya by the butt and make you — with your consent, of course.

"You're at a loss for words? Are you sure?" It's been a very long  time since anyone has shown such evidence of affectionate analyzing, and without a doubt, he's certainly flustered, "Goodness, I'm not sure what to say. Thank you? That definitely brightened up my day. I wonder who you are, to think so highly of me..."

The sudden feeling of the younger's teeth against his neck forces a moan to rise from  his throat, "A-Ah--" He shivers a little, "Okay, that happened--" Yoongi covers up the discovery of his weak spot with a smirk, "Mind if I ask you to do it again? In the privacy of one of our rooms?"

"Hey, babe." He whispers, leaning back against him and closing his eyes for a moment. Taehyung’s warm. He’s always warm, "Mind adding a few neck kisses~?" And then he tilts his head to the side, his arms holding the younger’s tight around him.

"You sure about that, sweetcheeks~?" He laughs softly, smiling in a welcoming manner, "I’m flattered, of course. Don’t feel too shy, and be sure to come around when you want."

"Fuck, I am all sorts of pissed at the moment." He mumbles, putting some cream on his knuckles so the broken skin doesn't get infected.

The words make him pause for only a moment, his mouth still curved into a smile. Yoongi doesn't ever forget that Taehyung has his fair share of shadows -- regardless of his facade -- and so hearing that he's the reward for being able to put up with all of the shit handed to him--... His hands rest on the curve of his hips, and he grins, "For all of it. Everything we had to deal with, hmm? Now we get each other. Although, I hope I prove to be a good compensation~" Then he's kissing him, over and over. They're far from childish pecks, however. In fact, each kiss feels like a full and intense lip-lock.

"Oh my god." He starts grinning like an idiot, "Fuck, how am I so lucky? You're the goddamn cutest thing--" Yoongi cups Taehyung's cheeks and just lays one on him -- although he still manages to keep it nice and sensual, "We certainly are, babe."

"Happy Halloween, everyone~" He grins, clad in his costume -- black and leather with red strings all over; a man trapped in fate, one might say, "What are your plans~?"

"Hmmm~ Getting ready for Halloween~" He laughs, "It's always a damn good time of year, don't you think?"