lover boy; [yoonseok]

5;

The inside of Hoseok's house was warmer than it had felt, as if that we're possible. It smelled of fresh bakes cookies muxed with the tangy seaside air, and the atmosphere seemed to sing in a calming but playful way.

Yoongi was lead into the kitchen, fingers still lightly tangled with the other boy. Yoongi watched as he hummed, wetting a paper towel and wiping the spot on Yoongi's shoulder. Hoseok looked up, as if to comment on the comical situation again, but stopped short. Yoongi then realized their position.

There was barely a hairs breadth between them, Hoseok's hands on his shoulders. Yoongi licked his chapped lips anxiously, eyes darting from the younger's face to the bowl of fruit sitting on the counter behind him. Hoseok bit the inside of his cheek before nodding awkwardly and pulling away slightly.

"Sorry," Yoongi mumbled, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-"

"No! No, you didn't. No harm done, don't worry 'bout it Yoongs... Oh that's a cute nickname." He trailed off, eyes going wide as if shocked by his own creative skill in the nicknames field, "Can I call you Yoongs-?"

"No."

"How about I call you... Space? Because you're my Yooniverse." Hoseok snorted and burst into giggles, slapping his knee as if that was the funniest thing in the world.

Yoongi refuses to admit he laughed.

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its 4 am and i cant sleep also i stole that yoongi pun off of tumblr bc im an uncreative hoe ;/