Pairing: Vhope

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 1.291

Warnings: Very, very little smut mentions, and slight cursing

Why, why, why, why, why?? Why did this have to happen??

Taehyung whined in distress as he buried hisface in his hotel room bed’s pillow.

Why did both kisses he ever had with Hoseokhappen in front of thousands of people? And on camera!! It was just soembarrassing; why did those things always happen to him??

“Tae~” Hoseok’s voice suddenly cooed, shortlybefore a hand patted his back and a body dropped on the bed next to him. “Whyare you sulking?”

“What are you doing here?” Taehyung grumbledback, his voice muffled by the pillow.

“I just wanted to look after you. You seemedto be upset.” He was silent for a while and somehow, Taehyung hoped that theother would just leave. “Is it because of our kiss?”

The younger only let out another whine as ananswer, pressing his face even harder against the pillow.

“Why are you so upset about it?” Hoseokwhispered.

Suddenly, his hand started to run through thehair at the back of Taehyung’s nape, before sliding down his spine slowly andeventually wrapping around his waist to flip him to his back.

Taehyung pouted up at his hyung, his hair all messywith some strands hanging in his face.

“You’re so cute” Hoseok mumbled and Taehyungwidened his eyes when he started leaning down towards him. “So pretty.”

The younger boy let a soft whimper slipthrough his lips when his hyung’s mouth suddenly pressed against his. Theirlips moved together in a gentle manner, but it started getting deeper anddeeper until they were eventually full-on making out; with hands tugging onclothes and hair, lips smacking and tongues dancing together.

Taehyung flinched when the other’s handsstarted wandering down his body again, moving to the front of his jeans to pulldown the zipper and-

“Taehyung? Taehyung!”

His eyes snapped open and glanced around hisfamiliar bedroom, before locking with Hoseok’s.

“Hey, did you have a nightmare? You weretossing and turning like crazy” his hyung asked, his concerned eyes focused onTaehyung’s face.

Oh fuck.Oh fuck it. I just had a wet dream about my hyung.

“U-uh…i-it’s okay. I…I guess I’ll just sleepnow” he stuttered, before rolling to his side so thathis back was facing the other. He grimaced when he felt his still-hard memberbrush against the fabric of his boxers.

“Tell me what your nightmare wasabout; it must have been bad” Hoseok said. “You know talking about it can help.”

“I don’t want to talk about it!” Taehyung didn’t mean to raise hisvoice like that but he wanted nothing else but to fall back asleep before hehad to die of embarrassment.

“Okay, okay” Hoseok mumbled. “Noneed to yell at me like that.”

The room was completely silentfor a while, until the older guy suddenly spoke up again, his voice sounding abit further away than before. “Are you mad at me? I…I wanted to ask you since…sincethat kiss happened.”

Taehyung sighed, before rollingto his other side to glance over to his hyung who was already back in his ownbed across the room.

His eyes shortly snapped towardsJimin’s bed just to find it empty. He’sprobably sleeping in Kookie’s room again.

“I’m not mad at you, hyung. Youdidn’t do it on purpose; we were both just clumsy. I’m just…really worn outfrom the stressful last weeks and I haven’t been sleeping well and…I’m sorry forsnapping at you.”

“It’s okay.” Hoseok crossed hisarms under his head and stared up at the ceiling. “So…we already kissed twiceon camera.”

Taehyung let out a soft scoff. “Yeah.Amazing.” In the dimly lit room, he could barely see the other’s lips forming agrin. “Why is it always us though??”

“No idea. Maybe it’s a sign.”

Taehyung’s eyes dropped to thefloor, staring at a random spot without actually seeing it. “A sign that…what?”

Their bedroom was silent for ashort while, none of them really daring to say anything.

“I don’t know” Hoseok whisperedeventually, before sighing heavily and swinging his legs out of his bed.

“What are you doing?” Taehyungwas embarrassed that his voice came out all shaky and high-pitched as his hyungmade his way over to his bed, before crawling on the mattress next to him. Hequickly scooted backwards until his back hit the wall but Hoseok only keptcoming closer, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“The two times it happened…didyou like it?”

“W-what?” Taehyung wheezed,pressed up as tightly against the wall as possible to keep from touching theother guy.

“Tell me” Hoseok demanded andTaehyung gulped.

“The f-first time I w-was stillyoung a-and you were m-my first kiss and it w-was forced s-so…I didn’t like itat all. I was nervous and it was all messy with the lipstick and Yoongi-hyungpushing us together and…I-I felt horrible afterwards” he mumbled honestly.

“And the second time?”

Taehyung pressed his lipstogether, dropping his gaze from the other’s confusing eyes.

He honestly had no idea what tosay. He didn’t mind the second kiss at all. But he couldn’t just tell his hyungin his face that he enjoyed kissing him and…that he would maybe like to do itagain.

He flinched when a soft handsuddenly stroked his hair back and started rubbing soothing circles in hisscalp. “You didn’t mind the second one, right?” Hoseok’s soft voice asked andTaehyung found himself shaking his head timidly. “Good. Because I also didn’t.”

His head lifted in surprise,about to blurt out a question when two faintly familiar lips pressed againsthis. Taehyung’s eyes were ripped open wide, staring at the older boy’s face inshock and surprise.

It took him about half a minuteto fully realize that Hoseok was kissinghim. And it didn’t feel messy and gross like the first time with too muchlipstick involved and too many eyes staring at them or as embarrassing as thesecond time. It was sweet and gentle and perfectand Taehyung had never felt those butterflies before that everyone was alwaystalking about in books, but right now he definitely felt like there werehundreds of them fluttering around in his stomach.

He let out a soft sigh as hehesitantly started moving his lips against Hoseok’s and he could feel his hyungsmiling into the kiss.

“You’re really too cute for ourown good” he whispered when he pulled back, pressing a few more soft kissesagainst Taehyung’s lips.

Taehyung blushed and weaklyslapped the other’s chest, making him laugh softly.

“So cute~” he cooed, wrapping hisarms around Taehyung’s waist to pull him closer.

Taehyung grinned lightly, nudgingthe other’s nose with his own. “Will you sleep in my bed tonight?” he askedafter a short while and Hoseok nodded with a smile.

“If that’s what you want” hewhispered, pressing a kiss against Tae’s forehead.

It was the first night in a longtime that Taehyung slept well, without any interruptions; tightly wrapped up inHoseok’s arms with their legs tangled and fingers intertwined.

When Jin came inside to wake themup in the morning, they refused to answer any of his questions, only grinningat each other when they thought of last night’s events. The oldest let them be;too tired to really focus on their secrets.

When all seven of them hadbreakfast together, they sat next to each other, sneakily holding hands underthe table and glancing at each other every once in a while.

Luckily for them, all members ofBTS were awfully sleepy and inattentive in the morning, so their little, secretexchanges weren’t discovered by anyone.

A/N: Thanks for the prompt! :) sorry that I had to make Hoseok cockblock the smut xD I hope you like it^^

Pairing: Sugamon

Category: Slight angst, Fluff

Word Count: 1.900

Warnings: Nothing too bad I guess but slight cursing, hurt feelings, mentions of an unhealthy relationship

Namjoon knew that Min Yoongi was farout of his league.

While he was a boring nerd with rimmedglasses, a weird knack for maths and science, and the embarrassing habit ofstuttering when he was nervous, Min Yoongi was the epitome of perfect. Yes, hewasn’t as tall as some of the other guys, but he had a great sense of fashion(and a very expensive one), he was the captain of the school’s popularbasketball team and he was known as rapper Suga in the underground music scene.

With his fair, white skin, lean body andpretty face sporting those cute, pink lips, he had both girls and boys falling for him. Added to that,Namjoon’s current crush had that specific aura of mysteriousness surroundinghim that pulled everyone in like a magnet a handful of metallic paper clips.

Namjoon let a devastated sigh slip from hislips as his eyes were focused on that particular, freshly-dyed blond shock ofhair two rows ahead of him.

“Hey, man!” His best friend – Hoseok – droppedhis body on the free seat next to him and lightly slapped his flat hand againstNamjoon’s back.

“Y-yah!” he mumbled, pushing his glasses backup his nose that had dropped down at Hoseok’s actions.

“You’re still pining over the Crush to End AllCrushes Min Yoongi?” Hoseok asked with a soft snicker.

“Of course I am” Namjoon sighed, dropping hiseyes to the opened page of his notebook. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able tostop, to be honest.”

“You should confess to him” his best friendsuddenly stated.

Namjoon lifted his head to stare at himincredulously. “Are you crazy?? Ican’t just walk up to him and say ‘Yeah, hi, I’m Kim Namjoon, your classmate.You probably never even registered my existence until now, but I’m in love withyou. Wanna go on a date with me?’.”

Hoseok rolled his eyes. “Well, maybe you couldtake it a bit slower. I don’t know; at least talk to him first..? What if he’ssecretly an asshole? Then you could get over your crush. Or if you actuallylike his personality, you could at least get it out of your system and find outwhat he thinks of you. And there’s still the possibility that he’d go out withyou.”

“Yeah, sure. That’s about as probable as youacing the next maths exam.” Namjoon scoffed.

Hoseok glared at him. “Ass. If you’d actuallyhelp me study-”

“If you’dactually study instead of dancing every minute of your free time” Namjooncountered.

Hoseok pouted and went silent for a fewseconds. “Touché” he sighed eventually. “Why do you have to be such a smartlittle nerd..?”

“I don’t know” Namjoon mumbled, glancing backtowards Yoongi.

He flinched when the other suddenly turned tothe back to talk to one of his friends sitting behind him.

Why ishis face so damn pretty??

Namjoon let out a distressed sound somewherebetween a groan and a whine, and buried his face in his hands. Damn you, Min Yoongi.

The following week, Namjoon couldn’tgo a second without Hoseok’s words running through his head in an infiniteloop. Maybe he should confess hisfeelings. If Yoongi rejected him, it would be easier for him to get over hiscrush and he could finally, finally move on.

But of course he was way too shy and scared towalk up to Min Yoongi, let alone talkto him. So another week went by until he finally got a chance.

He was on his way home from a specialafternoon class of maths for incredibly talented students, when he saw him. MinYoongi was crossing the school yard a few meters before him, head bent down tolook at something on his phone, while typing furiously.

Namjoon gulped heavily, his hands starting toshake and get sweaty as he quickened his steps until he caught up to the olderguy. “Hi.”

Yoongi stopped abruptly, lifting his prettylittle face from his phone and glancing up at Namjoon with a confusedexpression. “Uhm…hey?”

“I’m K-Kim Namjoon” he stuttered, his faceheating up as he stared into his crush’s tiny, brown eyes from such a closeproximity.

“Yeah, I know” Yoongi mumbled, his perfectlyshaped eyebrows wandering up his forehead. “Uh…can I…help you…with anything?”

“N-no, I just…w-wanted to talk to you I-Iguess…”

“Aha” the other muttered, confusion still faton his face.

“W-what…are y-you doing here t-this late?”

“Detention” he grumbled. “Listen, Namjoon. Ireally have to go, my brother will pick me up in a minute or something, so…” hetrailed off, before stepping past him and walking up to the parking lot.

Well…thatwas your opportunity to talk to your crush properly. Or ask him out. When willyou ever get the chance to talk to Yoongi alone again?? God damn it, Namjoon,he scolded himself internally. Go afterhim, say something!! He’s walking away!

He had no idea how to explain his nextactions.

Maybe the sudden surge of adrenaline he gotfrom talking to his crush made him panic.

Maybe he found his courage all of a sudden.

Maybe he was just going crazy.

But something made him run after Min Yoongiand catch up to him shortly before the shorter male could reach the parking.

“Ihaveacrushonyou” he panted out in one breathand immediately, his eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when he realizedwhat he just did.

Yoongi stared at him wordlessly, not a singleemotion showing off what he was thinking. Namjoon just opened his mouth to saysomething else, when a car pulled up next to them.

“I have to go.” Yoongi’s ice-cold voice madean unpleasant shiver run down Namjoon’s spine and his eyes dropped to theground as the other walked up to the vehicle and got inside on the passengerside.

Welldone, Namjoon. You just embarrassed yourself in front of the most perfect humanbeing on this planet. I bet he will laugh about me to his friends; tell themhow stupid I am. Namjoon angrily pushed his glasses up to rub at the tearsrunning down his cheeks.

Stupid,stupid Hoseok. With his stupid ideas.

 The next weeks went by in a slow,painful drag.

Every time Namjoon would accidentally make eyecontact with Yoongi, the other’s face would immediately harden, before helooked away. Whenever Namjoon walked past the other on the corridors, forcing asmile at him to try and make everything go back to normal, Yoongi would turnhis face away and ignore him.

The maths exam two weeks later was the firstone Namjoon didn’t get an A on. Actually, he got a C- and his parents were soworried that they talked about sending him to a therapist.

His teachers also asked him why his gradeswere suddenly dropping, but of course he couldn’t tell them the truth; that hewas heartbroken and couldn’t focus on anything but his hurt feelings.

“Go to the school’s summer party with me”Hoseok said, nudging Namjoon’s side with his elbow.

“I don’t want to go.”

“But you should.I have to get your mood up. Especially because it’s mainly my fault that you’relike this.”

Namjoon did end up going, but as soonas Hoseok was occupied with his other friends, he escaped to a silent spotbehind the school building. He didn’t really feel like facing anyone today.

“No, there’s no alcohol here, mom. Yes, Iknow. I won’t drink. Yeah, I remember what happened the last time I said that”a familiar voice suddenly sounded, shortly before Min Yoongi rounded the corner,obviously talking to his mother on his phone.

Namjoon sighed. That’s it with not facing anyone.

He was just about to leave when Yoongi spottedhim and stopped abruptly. “W-what? Yes, I’m still there, but I really have togo. See you later.”

Namjoon cleared his throat when Yoongi hung uphis phone and pushed off the wall he was leaning against. “No problem, I’llleave” he said, just about to step past the other when he grabbed his arm allof a sudden.

“Don’t. I’m sorry.”

Namjoon sighed when Yoongi’s hand dropped offhis arm. “Not your fault.”

“It is, though” Yoongi mumbled, glancing up athim with those confusingly deep and sparkly eyes. “I heard you’re havingtrouble with your grades and…I’m sorry…I didn’t want to…I was just…” Namjoonfrowned as he watched the elder being so at a loss for words. “I didn’t want toreject you, but…listen, I was in a really, like really unhealthy relationship with a major asshole and…hethreatened everyone who got close to me; I didn’t want to do this to you.”

“W-what?” he mumbled.

“I finally broke up with him, but he’s stillfollowing me everywhere; he’s a realpsycho, I just…didn’t want to pull you into this.”

“You didn’t…” Namjoon trailed off, cluelessabout what to say.

“Maybe we could…go out for a coffee or something”the other said with a little smile on his lips.

He had the sudden urge to slap himself to makesure if he wasn’t just dreaming all of this. “S-sure, I’d…l-like that” Namjoonstuttered, his voice unusually high from surprise.

“Okay” Yoongi said and grinned. “So…I shouldprobably go back to my friends. See you!”

And then, to Namjoon’s complete shock, heleaned up to press those perfect lips against his cheek.

Yoongi shot him a grin when Namjoon’s faceflushed in a deep cherry red and waved before he vanished around the corner.

“What…the…” He reached a shaky hand up totouch the cheek that was still tingling from Yoongi’s kiss. “What the hell justhappened??”

Their first date didn’t go assmoothly as they normally did in the movies.

Actually, Namjoon managed to knock over bothof their cups of coffee; leaving Americano-stains on Yoongi’s expensive, greyjeans.

He apologized about twenty times in the firsttwo minutes while Yoongi wiped at the stains with tissues, before declaringthat his – brand new – jeans would definitely need their first washing now.

Namjoon felt the overwhelming urge to let theground swallow him whole and he quickly paid for both their coffees, beforethey left the café.

He walked Yoongi up to his front door; hishead hanging low because damn thatwas a disaster, the other would be crazy to willingly go out with him again.

“Hey, Namjoon-ah” Yoongi mumbled, beforelifting his chin with one of his small hands. “It’s okay.”

“It’s not”Namjoon whined. “I’m so sorry for-“

He was stopped by Yoongi’s index fingerpressing against his lips. “Stop apologizing. It was a nice date; I enjoyed ita lot. And I would have washed the pants anyways today. Those things happen,Namjoon” he chuckled.

“But those things happen to me on a daily basis!”

“At least it’s never boring around you” theother whispered and Namjoon was just about to say something else when anotherset of lips suddenly touched his.

Yoongi kissed him gently and softly, only fora few short seconds, before he pulled back again with a bashful grin. “Thanksfor walking me home. See you in school tomorrow.”

And then he entered his house, leaving Namjoonstanding there frozen to the spot as he still had problems to fully grasp whatjust happened.

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