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XIII

AN: Okay, so because I wanna keep the plot related to the original version of this book, I keep having to review the original to keep myself from leaning towards a different plot and every time I do I can't help but fucking CRINGE, like well shit, I had some issues. Still do, right? But I'm slowly coming to figure it out. Things such as my gender and all that. But damn, my immaturity from back then really showed much like my emo phase. But well, that's that._. It was a journey much like the original version of this book.

Do you think I've evolved? I sure hope so.

Sorry for the inconsistencies on my updates. I want you all to know I tend to get writers block, sometimes for a very long time as you witnessed.

Anyway, I hope you guys have been doing well.

My best regards,

- _vellichxrrsuga_

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Yoonseok moment

"Do you really need to go?" Hoseok begged.

Yoongi nodded, looking through the nightstand for a USB drive. "Yes, Seokie. I'm working towards my goal. And Namjoon is the only one with a studio that I can borrow for my work."

Hoseok nodded, but he still wanted Yoongi to stay. "Can't you go another time?" He asked sadly.

Yoongi shook his head. "I haven't released anything in a month. Writer's block hasn't helped."

"We've hardly had sex in a month." Hoseok pouted. Yoongi giggled. "I really just gave you a blowjob like a day ago."

Hoseok huffed. "That's not sex." He declared. He loved that Yoongi was working hard for what he wants but fuck, it's his boyfriend and he wants him 24/7.

Yoongi gummy smiled, leaning down to peck Hoseok's lips chastly. "I promise I'll come back and we can have sex, okay?" He proposed, to which Hoseok smirked. "And you'll wear the cat ears? And the collar with the leash? Let me tug on it while I give you backshots until you can't walk for the remainder of the year?" He chuckled. Yoongi gulped and blushed at that, slowly nodding and feeling his dick twitch and hole clench at the thought.

Hoseok had an effect on Yoongi that no one else had. Yoongi was totally different around other people, usually he was cold and quiet while Hoseok was lively and happy, but behind closed doors, Yoongi was Hoseok's kitten and Hoseok was Yoongi's master. It was quite funny if anyone thought about it. How Yoongi seemed grouchy but with Hoseok he was a complete contrast.

"Good boy. Now go make master proud." Hoseok slurred sexily.

"God, I fucking hate you." Yoongi gritted before turning around to walk away, yelping as his ass was smacked in the process.

"Love you too, kitten." Hoseok chuckled.

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Namjoon sat on his bed, typing on his computer while Jin lied next to him, fast asleep. He smiled fondly at his boyfriend, thinking back to what happened the other day. The two had spent their afternoon binge watching Wednesday and snacking, ordering takeout and just cuddling.

He couldn't believe he acted so complicated for years, in denial all this time. But at least now he was making the most of it and changing for the better.

A loud banging on the front door downstairs snapped him out of his thoughts, cursing under his breath, seeing Jin stir. "What in the actual fuck." He muttered, walking out of the bedroom and running downstairs, opening the front door, seeing a hunched over, breathless Yoongi.

"What the hell, Yoongi?! You're banging on my door like some damn fucking psycho!" He whisper-yelled.

"Sorry- run- new track." Yoongi said between breaths.

Namjoon stepped aside, letting the shorter, elder male inside the house. He offered him a water bottle as the two then went down to the studio.

"Thanks, Joon." Yoongi said, once he caught his breath and took a large swig of the water, sitting on the office chair and rolling up to the work desk, opening his own account on Namjoon's computer.

"Yeah, no problem." Namjoon said.

Yoongi was in work mode, moving things around until he hit a wrong button.

Suddenly a display of moans and lewd noises were heard pretty loud on the speakers. Yoongi's eyes went wide and so did Namjoon's.

It didn't take long for Yoongi to figure out who those belonged to. "Bro! Yoongi turn it the fuck off!!" Namjoon shrieked.

Yoongi quickly turned the recording off once his shock was over. He leant back on the chair, turning around to face a pale faced Namjoon. A smug smirk appeared across Yoongi's lips, Namjoon raising a brow. "What?"

"I ABSOLUTELY FUCKING KNEW IT! You fucking like Jin enough to fuck him! Finally, dammit, you sure took your sweet time about it. Fuck!" Yoongi exhaled out as if in relief.

"Shut the fuck up." Namjoon gritted, hating being teased about it.

Yoongi was full of pride until he sat up quickly. "Wait so....this chair-"

"We fucked on it." Namjoon smirked devilishly.

"Gaaaah fuck hell no!" Yoongi instantly got up, fake gagging and dusting himself off.

The two laughed at the situation before getting to work on the track Yoongi so desperately came to finish.

"Thanks Joon-ah. I'm gonna head home now. Hobi is probably throwing a hissy fit." He said as he stood up.

"No problem, hyung."

"Hey Joon? Take care of Jin, okay? He's a good kid."

"I will Yoongs."