(Hoseok's POV)

"Yoongi? What're you doing here?" I questioned as he pushed past me into my house, he didn't answer so I reluctantly closed my front door, locking it behind me.

I watched as he paced around the living room, before glancing at the clock. 12:00, midnight. The older finally turned to me as I awaited an explanation.

"I'm late for work." He stated as he came around the couch to stand in front of me, inches away. "And I need you, right now." His hands looped around my shoulders, pushing our bodies together and before I could even process anything his lips were on mine.

His tongue grazed over my bottom lip, I wanted badly to take him right then and there but I can't be that easy.

I pulled away from him, which was extremely hard to do. My hand ruffling my hair.

"Yoongi. I know we do this thing back and forth but you can't just come to my house at random times and...my sister could've been home, or my parents." I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. Yoongi gave me an exasperated look.

"You said your parents were out of town and your sisters staying at her boyfriends house."

Ah I did text him that, but that's not the point.

"But still, I'm not some easy call girl, who you can just fuck at any time." I looked down at my feet, damn I'm supposed to do this way more confidently. But every time he's near me I feel like a little school girl.

"I know that." I heard Yoongi say, not looking at him. "I'm sorry, I just..." he groaned as I heard him go back to pacing around the room. "I tried, to have sex with someone."

The caught my attention, I immediately looked back up, my mouth going dry. I know he's not mine but...

"It didn't really work out."

"Really?" My voice came off a bit too happy.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you the entire time. And it wasn't just the sex thing." Yoongi stopped to look at me, a complete serious expression on his face. "I saw a bagel Hoseok."

"A bagel?" Did I hear him right?

"Yeah! I was in a pastry shop and I saw a bagel! And I thought of this one time that I accidentally fell asleep here and I saw you eating a bagel in the morning, and how cute you looked. Then I started thinking of other times you look cute and it's all the time! All the fucking time, Hoseok!"

"I can't tell...if you're mad at me or not..." I trailed off as he took of his jacket, throwing it onto the couch.

"When you smile, when you frown. When you're happy, when your angry. You're always so perfect...and I find myself wanting to be with you all the time."

"Yoongi, are you feeling okay?"

"Nope, my heart is beating wayyyy to fast, I might pass out, I might die. I'm going to die Hoseok, I'm going to fucking die." He ran his hands over his face, as my eyes widened.

I'd never seen him like this...so unput together. He's always cool and confident and sexy and adorable. But never, like this.

"Hey, hey." I went around the couch to stand in front of him, taking his hands in mine. "You're not going to die." I fought back a laugh as he just looked at me anxiously.

"I'm going crazy." Yoongi whispered, his head laying on my chest.

"So you...like like me?" I asked, even though feelings for each other had never been brought up into the equation.

"No, I'm pretty sure I love you. Seeing you is like...when you did something really fucked up as a kid and you know your parents are going to punish you really fucking badly but then they let you off the hook. It's like, relief, and happiness that I don't get anywhere else. And I have this need to make you feel happy too."

Woah. I wasn't expecting him to say it just like that! Now my hearts beating way too fast, my face reddening. Yoongi went back to pacing as I just stood there watching him, not really knowing what to think. He loves me?

"And you're a minor, this was only supposed to be sex, one time...then twice...then like 6 times but it was only supposed to be sex. And you're a minor." He ran his hands through his hair in distress.

"Yoongi." I said slowly as he stopped. "I love you too."

***

"Mmm f-fuck." Yoongi moaned, his back arching, his body pressing into mine. I continued placing kisses all over his body, not wanting to leave an part of him unloved. I thrusted into him slowly, watching his face as his pink lips parted in another moan. His eyes fluttering closed, his light blue hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. My hands gripped his small waist, his smooth skin soft under my fingers. I wanted to stare at him forever but I couldn't keep my eyes open as I continued the slow thrusts, pleasure completely taking over.

"H-Hoseok, touch me." Yoongi breathed, my eyes opening to look at his beautiful brown ones. I smiled at his request, not hesitating to fill his desires. I leaned down to kiss him, one of my hands touching his dick that was currently dripping with precum. He moaned into the kiss, bucking his hips. Unintentionally slamming into my hips, forcing me all they way in.

"A-ah damn!" I groaned, breaking the kiss as Yoongi continuously made lewd noises, pushing me to the edge.

"G-gonna cum s-soon." I warned, biting my lip to keep from yelling out. My whole body was incredibly hot, and I felt the knot tightening in my lower stomach.

"Me...t-too." Yoongi said pausing between thrusts. I felt him tighten around me, which made me cum instantly. I moaned out as I came, leaning into him as he came at the same time.

I felt myself twitch as I pulled out slowly, Yoongi fighting to catch his breath as I used the back of my palm to wipe the sweat off my forehead.

"I love you." Yoongi whimpered as my heart swelled. His face was still slightly pink, his eyes slowly closing.

"I love you too." I smiled as he giggled. Giggling was something he only did when he was really tired, when he wouldn't be embarrassed about it. Even though I thought it was extremely adorable.

"Sleepy." He mumbled, curling into the bed.

"I know you are, but we have to clean up first." I said softly as he nodded but made no move to get up. I debated whether or not to let him just sleep like that but...I came...in him...so I think it's better to shower.

"C'mon Baby." I helped him get up as he was completely exhausted. I eventually got him into the shower.

"I'm glad I'm not a girl." Yoongi mumbled as he lazily washed himself off. I chuckled as I massaged shampoo into his hair, knowing he's been too busy working, probably hasn't washed his hair in a while.

"Why?" I asked, slightly amused.

"Because your pull out game is weak." He bursted out into a fit of giggles as I hit him with my sponge.

"Huh, funny how you didn't seem to mind when I was thrusting into you." I shot back as he poked my chest.

"I'm, a better top than you." He smirked as my eyes widened.

"Yeah right!" I laughed, moving the shower head so that it washed the shampoo out of his hair. After that I started putting conditioner in it as Yoongi continued talking.

"I totally am. And you can't tell me other wise because you're always a moaning mess when I do it, barely last two minutes." Yoongi really wanted to get hit with something harder than a sponge.

"Says you, 'ah fuck Hoseok, you fuck me so well.'" I imitated him, his voice as his face became a deep shade of red. That seemed to be the end of the conversation even though I could tell he wanted to argue that.

Depending on the mood we switched between who topped. I didn't mind either, both felt incredibly good as long as if it was with Yoongi.

When we got out of the shower I dried quickly, threw on a pair of boxers, quickly burying myself in the blankets. Yoongi was much slower, probably because he was sleepy. By time he got into bed I was barely awake.

"So much for going to work." I laughed as he only shook his head.

"I can't be expected to work after my boyfriend told loved me for the first time." Yoongi smiled, making me do the same. Right after my confession he immediately asked me to be his boyfriend and of course I said yes.

Even though we hadn't known each other for a super long time I knew everything I felt for him was real and genuine. I want to get to know him better than anybody, make him happy 24/7 if possible.

"I love you." Yoongi said again. "Now that I've said it I don't want to stop." He cuddled into me, kissing my forehead softly.

"I love you too." I hummed in contentment, closing my eyes.

Best. Night. Ever.