The Devil's Work || Yoonseok

42 : I'm Trusting You

"How'd things go?" Namjoon asked, blowing on his cup of coffee before drinking it, Yoongi sighed as he slumped against the dining table of Jin's house. "Good. We patched things up. Hoseok confirmed that he didn't kill anyone so I'm not wary of him."

"You trust him?" Namjoon asked, that gave Yoongi a reason for concern as he sat up a bit, his eyes widening as he looked at him. "Is...is there a reason not to?" Namjoon seemed to finally catch on to the look on the smaller's face and shook his head, waving his hand around to clear the air. "No, no. It's just....you have a pretty long track record of not trusting him. At all. So it's a surprise."

Yoongi shrugged, "Yeah, well. He earned it after I ignored him for the past months of him saying I shouldn't trust Seojun." Even his name tasted bad in his mouth, he might just start referring to him as "that one guy", though, that didn't make things any better. "I even let him back in, you know, as friends."

"Just friends?" Namjoon asked, quirking an eyebrow, Yoongi smiled to himself as he looked away from the taller, he did miss having sex with the guy. "Maybe with benefits. He had a nice cock—"

"Alright, that's where I leave the scene and Jin enters!" Namjoon announced just as Seokjin came in, Namjoon hurriedly stood up and ended up spilling some of his coffee, Jin rolled his eyes he told him to go ahead and that he'd clean up the mess. Namjoon thanked him before disappearing down the hall. "That poor boy still acts like a virgin." Jin muttered to himself as he pulled a few sheets of paper towel, squatting on the ground to clean. Yoongi gave him a pointed look. "Is he?"

"Doesn't fuck like one—" Jin said, obviously he didn't think before he spoke because he gasped and put a hand over his mouth as Yoongi almost choked on his saliva. "You fucked?!"

"Yoongi please lower your voice." Jin whispered, his ears red as he cleaned the last bit of the mess and threw the now soaked paper towels away. "Tell me everything,"

"Nooo,"

"Tell me."

Jin groaned as he sat down in Namjoon's original seat, pouting as he purposely avoided Yoongi's very deliberate eye contact. "I can't get on you anymore for having a bunch of sex because we went for...three rounds."

"You WHAT?!"

"Yoongi," Jin said, finally looking at the smaller with wide eyes, a look of astonishment on his face. "It was like a damn broke, the moment we went at it, we couldn't stop. There was so much tension the week before, too! And he's more commanding than I thought, fuck. He manhandled me, pinned me down and I almost came right then and there, Yoongi. It was— God, thank you for introducing me to this man, I will forever be in your debt."

"Wanna buy me breakfast before we head to the office?"

"Anything." Jin sighed happily, he looked thoroughly satisfied, Yoongi would have to talk tell Jimin and Jungkook about this later, they can all make fun of Namjoon for this one. "There's no way you don't have any hickeys or bruises."

"They are all from the waist down, and you're not seeing those any time soon." Jin said, a cocky smile on his face as if he's the one who placed the hickeys there. "Speaking of sex." Jin said, sitting up in his seat and this time smirking at Yoongi. "I caught a bit of your conversation. Supposedly you're willing to go at it with Hoseok again? So soon? You know he'd be up for it. But are you sure it's a good idea?"

"We'll definitely have to talk about it, boundaries and stuff. I don't want to just....jump into it like last time. That didn't turn out well, you know?" Yoongi said, Jin nodded as he sighed, looking down at his hands and the glancing back at Yoongi. "Do you want to keep it purely sexual? No feelings attached?"