“Hyung, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

“But--”

“I’m the one who should be sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten so jealous.”

Yoongi pulled taehyung with him as he rolled on to his back, until the younger was laying across his chest and smiling down at him through messy bangs.

“But, in my defense, your boss was getting a little too touchy with you. Is he always like that?”

Taehyung giggled. “Hoseok hyung just thinks i’m adorable. He has a wife, so don’t worry.”

Yoongi still looked bothered, but he gently placed a hand on the back of Taehyung’s neck and guided him into a slow kiss.

“Your adorableness is what makes me worry, Tae.”