TW: SMUT INCOMING
"You know what?"
"What?"
"You know what I'm gonna do?"
"What?"
"I'm gonna grow out my hair."
"Why?", Alejandro asked slowly.
"People won't recognize me that quickly."
Alejandro raised an eyebrow.
"You really think that?"
"You don't?"
"Yoongi, they'll recognize you anywhere, wearing anything."
Yoongi shook his head.
"No they won't."
Alejandro chuckled.
"Yeah they will. Are you hungry? I'll make breakfast?"
"No, andro, I'm on a diet. But we can read newspaper together", Yoongi said and kissed his nose.
"Another diet? Why are you putting your body through that?
"Not my choice, we have another photoshoot on Christmas, I'm not allowed to eat before that."
"But that is in four days!"
"Four days of ice cubes."
"You're crazy", Alejandro said.
"Maybe. But there's been too much fighting with our manager already, and Namjoon is tired of it, I don't want to be the reason for another fight at our dorm."
Alejandro looked at him.
"You guys are fighting?"
"Obviously. We're seven guys that live together, sooner or later, the bubble will pop."
"What kind of weird ass metaphor is that?"
"You understand me don't you now?"
"Yeah I do. But seriously, are you okay? What are you fighting about, if you don't mind me asking? I mean- you're really really famous. What do famous people fight about?", ale asked.
"All sorts of things. Well, Taehyung and Jungkook, keep this secret please, got caught kissing in their rooms, again, so our manager got real mad at them, again. And Namjoon of course, you know how he is, it stresses him out. He doesn't want our manager to be mad at us, so he's mad at us instead. Because Namjoon's mad is just 'wanting to protect us'- mad and manager mad is 'yelling at us'-mad."
"Wow. You really know your friends."
"Of course", Yoongi said, "they're my brothers."
"Oh and let's not forget our dumpling fight with Tae and Jimin", he snickered.
"Dumpling fight?"
"So, i don't remember in what order, but one wanted to eat dumplings before dance practice and one after. And they got so angry at each other, they didn't talk for days", Yoongi laughed.
"Really?! It's just dumplings!"
"I know!"
They laughed.
"So as you can see, famous people are just normal people. Like me. Like you."
Alejandro nodded.
"I'm starting to understand that now, yes. But if eminem was standing in front of you-"
"That's different, you know he's a genius!", Yoongi exclaimed.
"I know you are", Alejandro's eyes were clued on Yoongi's as he went a bit closer. His eyes were filled with lust.
Yoongi's cheeks got pink.
"Don't do that."
"Whyy~?"
Yoongi looked down. He could feel the piece of fabric on his crotch tighten.
"Just- because."
"Because what?", Alejandro got another bit closer.
"Because..."
"Because this turns you on?", he asked, tilted his head and looked down on Yoongi.
Yoongi's ears were the color of a tomato by now.
Ale placed his hand on Yoongi's leg.
"I don't know if this is a good idea, I have to be at the studio in half an hour-", Yoongi mumbled.
"Shhh"
"Andro, I'm serious" he breathed and inhaled quietly when Ale's hand started traveling up his leg.
He started placing his nails on his skin and carefully put pressure.
Really slowly, his fingers wandered onto Yoongi's southern area.
Yoongi searched for Alejandro's arm.
"If you want me to stop, just say so."
"Nhhg"
Alejandro elegantly removed Yoongi's pants and threw them to the floor.
Now his inner hand could circle around the top of Yoongi's dick.
"Just say anything at all."
Ale's hand formed a hole and he stroked down.
"Fuck-"
"That'll do."
He shoved it into his mouth and hummed a few times against it.
Yoongi saw stars.
He tried to hold onto something, anything but he just flopped back onto the mattress, grasping Ale's shoulders every time he went a bit deeper.
"Why are you doing this to me", Yoongi's voice was shaky, "I'm gonna be late."
"Just tell me to stop", his eyes were sparkling in the sunlight, his pupil's widened.
"Tell me."
It was a game. The first evening they'd discussed safe words. And stop wasn't one of them. To know that Alejandro was dominating him, was insanely hot to Yoongi.
Yoongi moaned as Ale twisted the tip of his tongue into the split of his dick.
"Andro-"
"Say it."
"Oh god, fuck."
Alejandro stopped.
"Please", Yoongi whined.
He clutched his shoulder's and looked straight into his eyes.
Alejandro had a ghost of lust on his cheeks.
Yoongi was sure he didn't look any different.
"Stop", he breathed.
Alejandro's face went down and he deepthroated Yoongi, moaning and humming onto his dick until he came, and Yoongi leaving dark spots on Ale's shoulders for clutching so tightly.
Even after the sharp noise had given him away, Alejandro continued to let him ride this wave of pure serotonin, getting slower and slower by the minute.
Yoongi was breathing into the air, watching how Andro's ceiling had weird shapes and colors on it.
His eyes were flickering, his heart still beating very fast.
Alejandro laid next to him and placed his head on Yoongi's shoulder.
After ten minutes, Yoongi had almost fallen asleep due to Ale's very calming fingers that we're going in circle motion on his chest and his lips that were showering him in very small, light kisses.
He felt so tired.
And so happy.
"Aren't you going to be late?"
"Shut up. I need a few more minutes."
"Okay."
"You do know i need to rap and sing and now I'm feeling all gooey and cloudy, thank you very much."
"You're very welcome, I'm always glad when i can be of service."
Yoongi scoffed.
Then he smiled.
"I really should get going shouldn't I?"
"Most definitely ", Ale nodded.
Yoongi got up and quickly put his clothes back on.
"Call you later?", he asked and placed a short kiss on Ale's lips.
Alejandro smiled and nodded.
"Yoongi, I hope you have a good reason, why you're late again", Namjoon greeted him at the studio.
"Getting more sex than you", Jimin answered and pointed at Yoongi's socks.
That's the problem when people know you so well, Yoongi thought. Yoongi's closet consisted of white socks and white socks only.
Yoongi looked down.
One sock was white, the other was black.
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It is the middle of the night :D