𝒲𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝐻𝑜𝓂𝑒 | Yoonminkook

Envy, Envy

As I walked out of the studio, a smirk danced across my lips as I replayed the events that just happened a bit ago.

The way that that confidence and adrenaline had just hit me full force, and I had given my voice to Yoongi's track. Hearing him whimper slightly as I did my best to rap the way he would have liked was way too enjoyable.

When I had finished up, I turned back to ask if it had been okay, and the way Yoongi's whole face was flushed and pink and he looked on the verge of busting a fat one was all the assurance I needed.

I knew I had done well.

Rightfully, maybe it wasn't the best idea to trick Jin and Namjoon into getting me out of class, but I really wanted to see Yoongi.

I craved him.

Last night, when I was in my headspace, I only remembered the way our lips had felt against together.

They fit perfectly, and I felt comfort.

Candy kisses and mint breath were all that filled my mind. Kissing Yoongi was like kissing the moon; it was so soothing, and it made me feel utterly calm throughout my entire being.

The way Yoongi's hands had trailed down my whole body had left me with a static sort of feeling.

It was addictive, and I wanted as much as I could get before-

I shook my head and tried not to think about it as I stepped towards the dance studio. I walked inside, a blast of cool air making me shudder but it also felt nice.

I could see Jungkook's class just wrapping up, and I smiled as I stood at the side of the room and watched him from afar.

He looked so good... I really felt comfortable around him.

When he was in little space, he was the most adorable little fuck. I wanted to hold and kiss and squeeze him until he told me to let go.

When he was normal though, I loved how forward and dominant he was. I mean, yeah, he was a little shit most of the time, and he really enjoyed being physical with me, but I mean, I also wasn't complaining.

I loved it all.

"Jiminie!" I heard my name being called and I turned to see a smiling Taehyung coming my way.

I grinned and instantly met him halfway, hugging him.

I had gotten his number from Yoongi last night and we had been texting almost all night.

We had gotten to know each other quite a bit and I loved the aura he had around him.

Surprisingly, big and little Tae weren't too different! I found that admirable. He was soft, easily excitable, and seemed to be thinking about more than what was expected of him.

I liked that.

"Hi, Taehyungie! How was class today?" I asked, my face beaming.

I was contagious, and his big smile soon mirrored mine.

We talked for a little bit about the class, and Taehyung was happy to inform me that he tried his very best today. I was so proud.

As a dancer as my profession and basically my career, I took pride in seeing others do what they loved. Watching dancers grow is what made me happy on this path.

I suddenly felt something burn on my back, and I slowly turned to see what it was.

I was met with a hard, jealous glare from Jungkook, and I felt my skin crawl.

If looks could kill.

"Hey, Jiminie, can you come here for a minute? Yoongi wanted me to tell you something~" he said sweetly, although I could feel the traces of venom beneath that golden tongue.

I walked over to him, and he instantly pulled me close to him, an intense look on his face as he pushed his lips against mine.

I made a sound and my fingers curled, gripping the neck of his hoodie. "Mmm..." I sounded, and he pushed his body against mine.

Someone was feeling possessive...

When we finally pulled away, Jungkook had a mischievous look on his face. "I'll see you when you get home, baby. Don't keep me waiting too long."

I swore my knees turned to jelly. Jungkook tended to have that effect on me.

As he left, I noticed that Taehyung was also distracted. Hoseok also happened to be in the class (wow imagine that) and he was practicing intensely, seeming to be in his own zone.

Taehyung looked like drool would come from his mouth at any moment.

I walked over and grinned. "Wow, why don't you just date him already?"

Taehyung went red and he slapped my shoulder. "I don't think he likes me in that way. But fuck, I really want to date him..."

"Me too. I mean, not Hoseok. I really wish I could date Yoongi and Kookie.." I said shyly, feeling weird admitting that out loud to someone.

Taehyung's eyes went wide and he looked at me, gawking. "What?? I thought you already were?"

"Hm? No. I think we might be close though. I just have to work through a couple things first. Both of them seem willing, so that's a good thing."

And it was true. Yoongi had expressed that he loved the way I looked and acted, and although he wouldn't admit it, Jungkook said that he liked me a lot. Jungkook obviously wouldn't have a problem dating me.

Taehyung looked shocked. "I-I thought you were already dating them?? You don't seem like someone who would be single. I'm sure people would be bowed at your feet and giving you roses or something everywhere you went..." he said, his face reddening with every word.

I quirked a brow and laughed. "If only. No, I guess I'm just not desirable. Anyone I've ever been with has used me for my body, so... I think you and the others are the only ones I've met that have genuinely liked me. Jin and Namjoon have been my friends longer, and they helped through my relationships."

Even if they haven't necessarily ended yet...

-

After two hours or so, I trudged inside the apartment, beat.

Taehyung and I had gone to the cafe and had talked about a lot, mainly about life and ourselves and everything, and it was really nice. He was so sweet.

I was tired from talking so much, and I groaned as I set my bag on the couch, flopping down face first and getting snug.

"Long day?" Jungkook asked me as he came over and sat on my back. He seemed to be in a softer mood than earlier because he began to slowly rub my back and kind of massage it.

I groaned into it, relaxing. "Mm... yeah. I'm worn out. Where's Yoongi?" I asked, yawning quietly.

"Mm, he's in his room probably working on music."

"Ah... I'm sleepy." I said, and my eyes closed, and before I knew it, the land of sleep had taken me as it's captive.