It’s been a month since I got Yoongi and Hoseok, and their behaviours began to change as they grew more comfortable around me as each day passes. Their--activities--at night grew louder and unignorable.

I hear a thud and I open one eye. Hoseok has Yoongi against the wall, he presses kisses  all over Yoongi’s neck.

“Hobi-ah, we can’t do this right now,” Yoongi whines and weakly tries to push Hoseok off of him.

When my eyes re-adjust and I can see Yoongi is completely , his porcelain doll like skin is completely flush with a bright pink. Hoseok is partially dressed, his shirt is long gone and his pants seem to have disappeared. The bulge in his boxers rubs against Yoongi’s bare bottom.  

“You’ve never been like this before Yoongi-hyung, afraid that he’ll wake up and catch you in your heat?” Hoseok presses a kiss against Yoongi’s temple while chuckling, “I made sure that he was fast asleep and he won’t wake up for a while.”

“That’s not it,” Yoongi moans when Hoseok tweaks at his s,”I don’t….”