lover boy; [yoonseok]

8;

Knocking on Hoseok's door at the end of the day had soon become routine to Yoongi. Sometimes the boy would answer, sometimes his mom, and sometimes Yoongi would have to search around the lot to find the boy. Hoseok's home had soon began to feel like a second home with how comfortable he became there.

Today was a day where no one answered the door, it seemed. That left Yoongi to search in all of Hoseok's hiding places. It was hot as balls out and the grey-haired boy was not waiting another minute for a cool glass of lemonade.

"Seok!" He cried, padding off the porch and around to the backyard, "Where are you?" When no answer came in response, he groaned.

"I just biked up a huge god damn house in 90 degree weather, you fucker! Where are you?" Yoongi called, looking through the branches of the tree where Hoseok sometimes sat. "Seokseok? Where the fuck-"

Maniacal giggling could be heard from behind him, making Yoongi spin on his heel. Immediately, he was greeted by a spray of ice cold water to his face. Screaming, the older boy fell back onto his ass while shielding his face from the water with his hands. Hoseok's snickering continued as he stepped closer to the other, garden hose loosely grasped between his wet hands. Yoongi rolled his eyes and pushed Hoseok back onto the grass, pinning him against the ground. Hoseok's laughter finally calmed as he wiped a tear from his eye with his free hand, looking Yoongi in the eye.

"Are you cool enough yet Yoongs?" He smiled, his eyes glowing with joy. Yoongi's temper immediately faltered as he stared, and he knew that being mad at the other was too hard to achieve. He bit his lip and furrowed his brow, Hoseok was surely tearing down his barriers easily. He looked beautiful like this; his soft hair spread out in a halo around his head, his loose clothes riding up ever so slightly from the position they were sitting in.

Fuck. I really want to kiss him.

Another freezing blast of water hit him in the face, making him roll off the younger boy. Hoseok snorted, and ended up choking on his own spit because of how hard he was laughing.

"Stop that! You look ugly." Yoongi growled, snatching the hose from Hoseok's hand and spraying the boy until he was screeching and running away. The pair scrambled around the grassy lawn for what seemed like eons, until they were both shivering and soggy despite the hot summer weather.

Yoongi spent the rest of the afternoon until the late evening with Hoseok, a fresh bowl of fruit and lots of soft smiles shared between them under the summer sun.