Thread by @bonitayoonie

yoonkook au. yoonji and gguk have been bestfriends since they were little, yoonji is gguk’s only friend with the exception of her older brother yoongi. only issue is jeongguk has had a crush on yoongi since they met. now that he’s 20 he wants to party like an adult with yoongi.

no real warnings.
• mainly fluff and cuteness
• past bullying
• drinking
• protective yoongi
if i have more warnings to add i’ll put them before i post

“you’re sick...”, jeongguk poured into the phone.

“i’m so sorry gguk... i hate that it’s your birthday and i can’t do anything...”, yoonji coughed into the phone. she was sincere, as always. jeongguk’s birthday was a big deal to her and she never missed it.

“don’t worry though, your birthday will still be amazing.”

“how so?”, jeongguk sighed as he looked at the shirt he picked out in the mirror. he fumbled with a loose thread.

yoonji sniffled. “yoongi is going to take you out in my place. he’ll be the best replacement.”, he could

practically hear her smile and excitement.

“i- i don’t know, ji ji... you know i don’t-“

“i’ve thought about this, gguk. trust me. i know he makes you nervous but he means well always for you and i. plus, maybe he’ll realize he likes you back...”, her tone suggestive and

hopeful. jeongguk chuckled a bit, phone vibrating to notify he got a message. he switched the call to speaker and opening the message.

“oh he just texted me..”, jeongguk smiled as he read it.

“come over when you’re ready. i’ll make sure he makes a day of your birthday.”, yoonji says before they say their goodbyes.

jeongguk decides to look his best, especially if he’ll be around yoongi all day. he wants to be

pretty, pretty like the girls and boys yoongi always dates or takes to parties.

he looks over his clothes again, deciding maybe the baggy shirt isn’t the most appealing. he takes it off throwing it to his bed and looks through his closet. he decides on a black and white striped

long sleeve, it’s light and comfortable for the ravenette, his pants are more fitted to his thighs and he chooses simple converse as shoes.

he decides to put some makeup on, his favorite part of his routine. a little shadow and blush to liven himself up and then his wire framed

glasses to finish off. well those he needs to see but he feels like the cutest babe.

“jeongguk.”, yoongi offers a warm smile as he opens the door. “are you ready for today?”

“y-yeah.”, jeongguk smiles back with a nervous stutter and butterflies feeling his ribcage. “let me say hi to ji ji first..”

“of course.”, yoongi steps aside letting the boy in before

closing the front door and following the boy to yoonji’s room.

yoongi couldn’t help but smile at the boy, how precious and cute he was when he spoke to him. the blush on his cheeks making him look even sweeter than he usually did and the sweet scent of the floral perfume that

lingered behind him.

“we’re leaving in a bit.”, yoongi leans against the doorframe of yoonji’s room and smiles while jeongguk quickly walks to her to hug her.

“go! i’m going to get you sick!”, she covers herself up to her nose in comforter and pushes jeongguk away.

“no you’re not!”

she grabs his hand and pulls him down for a quick hug than pushes him away. “go! have fun! make it the best yoongi!”, she looks over at her older brother and glares a warning that has him chuckling and gguk blushing even more as he slips his hands into his

sleeves in an embarrassed and shy way.

“don’t worry, momma bear. we’ll have lots of fun. i promise.”, yoongi smiles and ruffles jeongguk’s hair.

it makes him pout, it’s not something he’s very fond of, makes him feel like a little kid. yoongi thinks of him as a little brother

“come on gguk.”, yoongi puts a hand on his shoulder before leaving, grabbing his keys.

“good luck, babe.”, yoonji wiggles her eyebrows and jeongguk hurts before turning around and follow yoongi to the front door.

yoongi opens the door letting him walk first and follows after

jeongguk. they get into the car and yoongi starts to pull out of the driveway. “play whatever music you want.”, yoongi hands him the six chord and jeongguk smiles a tiny bit.

he plays breathin by arianna, humming softly to the soft notes and words. a soft tapping of his foot

and finger on the door handle. yoongi smiles small at the little gestures and the pretty soft honey like hums that escape jeongguk’s mouth.

“you have a pretty voice.”

jeongguk looks to yoongi and chuckles in embarrassment. “it’s not but thank you.”

“it’s really pretty, gguk.

everything about you is always so pretty and gentle.”, yoongi spoke softly as he turned the steering wheel. fuck did he really just say that... yoongi wants to throw himself through the windshield.

“t-thank you.”

“so, i figured we would get food from your favorite place, hm?”

yoongi made it sound like a suggestion for jeongguk to choose, it elicited a small nod from the boy.

“sounds good, hyung.”

“and then we could go to a museum.”, yoongi’s gummy smile came out in the excitement of things, he didn’t think he’d be so excited to see gguk smile.

jeongguk dipped a fry in his chocolate milkshake placing the fry in his mouth and savoring the sweet and salty combination.

he looked up to see yoongi staring at him diligently with a find smile and a blush to his face, head in his hands.

“why are you staring?”, gguk chuckled.

“i’ve never seen someone smile and relish in the smallest of things. it’s cute, gguk.”, yoongi smiled and stole a fry from jeongguk’s plate to munch on.

“hey, yoongi hyung.”

“yeah?”

“can we do something different after the museum? something more out of my comfort zone?”,

jeongguk picked at his nails in a nervous habit, rolling his bottom lip between his teeth and slowly letting it go.

“what would that be?”, yoongi sat up straighter, more serious to hear what possibly crazy (not really, it’s jeongguk.) idea the boy had.

“take me to a party?”

“a party..?”, yoongi furrowed his brows. “i don’t know gguk, parties don’t seem to be your style.”

“that’s the point.”, jeongguk pushed his hair back with his hand. “it’s not my style, but i want to go. i’m 20 years old and never been to a party...”, jeongguk chuckled in a sour

tone.

“gguk, i just... you’re-“, yoongi stuttered trying to find the right words. he didn’t think the types of parties he went to were good for jeongguk, or the people. jeongguk was so innocent and sweet and cute and the people he partied with were all the opposite and-

“it’s my birthday, yoonie... please. i can handle myself. just take me.”, jeongguk whined practically, pulling the birthday card was a sort of low blow in yoongi’s opinion but he promised yoonji he would make this day big for jeongguk.

“okay. alright.”, he frowned a bit.

“let’s head over to the museum and then after go home.”, yoongi stood throwing a 20 on the table for the waiter and grabbing his keys. jeongguk followed after with a giddy step.

“i’m so excited.”, jeongguk smiled big with his bunny teeth exposed and yoongi could only smile back

•••

yoongi has always protected yoonji, it’s always been his older brother duty he took way too seriously as a kid, but he always protect jeongguk as well. he saw how lonely he was at times, maybe sad too. yoonji would always cry to yoongi about the other kids picking on him

in school. she would push and shove for jeongguk’s behalf but no one would ever stop. it became frustrating for her as a 5 year old girl. so much so she ended up tackling another boy who flicked gguk’s forehead for fun, biting him in the tackle and not letting go.

jeongguk was too shy to ever say or do anything. he didn’t understand why people didn’t like him. he tried to be the sweetest boy he could, help the teachers pick up crayons and papers, clean the white boards hand candy and snacks out to kids in the class,

but his classmates made fun of his big eyes and nose and his bunny teeth that he couldn’t control...

yoongi would tell him: “don’t worry, you’re so pretty ggukie, they’re all ugly.”

he didn’t understand it however, didn’t understand what was wrong what he could do better...

yoongi was a grade above them in school. he tried his best to watch over both kids, tried his best to make them feel safe. he was the big brother after all.

all the kids had recess at the same time, the younger stayed more so to the slides and the older stayed on swings.

although yoongi’s feet barely touched the floor when he was on the swings he still had a lot of fun, he was the first in his grade to learn how to swing by himself.

smiling and laughing with friends, he heard something crazy from the other side of the playground. he slowly slid

of the swings and walked with some friends to find out what it was, no teachers had really heard the cries and screams yet, being drowned out by the fun laughter and screams of joy.

he peaked behind the wall of the wall climber and saw two kids on the seesaw, he immediately ran

over as he saw yoonji stuck in the air screaming down at two boys in the wood chips.

“stop! leave him alone!”, she cried and growled frustratedly as she couldn’t get to jeongguk and the bully. “leave him alone! please!”, she kicked her little legs.

yoongi took to action, he

didn’t think of anything but tackling the kid off jeongguk and biting his arm. the kid screamed and yoongi let go in shock before pushing him and grabbing jeongguk.

“are you okay?”, he asked and jeongguk sniffled grabbing yoongi’s hands tight.

yoongi walked over pushing the

seesaw and letting yoonji get down. she ran over to jeongguk hazardously as she hugged him and wiped his tears. “it’s okay, ggukie, you’re beautiful. it’s okay.”

“yoongi! yoonji! jeongguk!”, a teacher yelled and the all three looked up to see the giant, hands on her hips and a

scowl on her face. “let’s go to the principal’s office.”, she grabbed all three of them and walked them down.

jeongguk remembers getting scowled for what felt like an eternity, he cried and yoonji held his hand. their parents were called but when yoonji and yoongi told them

what kids had been doing to jeongguk the reconsidered and also called the parents of the bully. that’s jeongguk’s first real memory of yoongi, his first feeling of overwhelming love for yoongi.

yoongi was going to protect jeongguk always. yoongi was someone he looked up to with

glistening starry eyes and a featherlight rose blush across his cheeks. he had a crush for a long time, he would give him special valentines during classes and big presents for his birthday as the slowly grew up to who they are now. yoongi however has never really noticed it as

anything more. he does like jeongguk but he feels he’d ruin jeongguk’s innocence if he tried, it’s a big no zone territory he’s fought for years.

he likes telling him he’s pretty and cute but that’s all he’ll ever be able to do.

“so, i know you really love art... i came across this cool museum,”, yoongi paused as they sat in the parking lot. “it’s like digital art. i figured with your cinematography and digital art drawings you’d love it.”, yoongi ribbed a hand down the back of his neck, a nervous tick.

jeongguk felt his heart flutter at the thought. he’d always wanted to go to that cool digital art museum all the way in tokyo but, it was tough considering the expenses.

“wow, yoongi... that’s so sweet of you.”, jeongguk’s eyes lit up in excitement and yoongi smiled back.

“let’s get going so we can make it back in time for the party tonight.”, he opened his door jogging around the car and opening jeongguk’s for him. “i hope this is fun.”, yoongi chuckled.

“i think you’ll like it more than i will. i know it’ll be fun because you’re with me.”,

jeongguk’s eyes widened at the sudden blurt of emotions, crimson blush across his cheeks. “i mean-“

“it’s always fun being with you, bun.”, yoongi cut him off, lacing their hands together as he dragged jeongguk along to the entrance.

yoongi has never posted about gguk on his instagram...

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it was a nice time at the museum, a little awkward drive home. okay not really awkward on both ends, just for yoongi. he didn’t know what happened, he just damn that beautiful smile gguk possessed and that sparkle in his eyes, he looked so damn beautiful under all those lights

and digital artwork. his dumbass almost kissed him, kissed jeonggukie...

jeongguk could sense the awkward aura radiating off yoongi. he didn’t understand what was wrong or what he did wrong... he continued to play music and hum to it, looking out the window waiting for them to

reach yoongi’s home.

“yoongi... hyung,” jeongguk swallowed. “if you’re hesitant about the party or something don’t be... i really wanna go and i’m sure i’ll have fun.”, jeongguk furrowed his brows as they reached the driveway.

“don’t worry, we’re still going.”, yoongi got out

not meaning to slam the door, jeongguk jumped at that before opening the door and quickly following him inside. jeongguk made a b line for yoonji’s room closing the door behind him and breathing.

“help me look sexy!”, he cried as yoonji’s shot up from the bed to see the boy.

jeongguk was dying he was dying inside because in all honesty he knew why yoongi was being awkward. he knew exactly what he almost did and he’d be damned if it happens again and it doesn’t happen.

“what’s wrong?”, yoonji coughed and got out of bed.

“he almost kissed me. almost”

“i’ll be damned, yoonji! i’ll be damned if i don’t get that fucking kiss tonight!”, jeongguk was determined and yoonji could only laugh at his sudden confidence.

“i agree!”, she smiled. “stay here.”, she slipped out of the room and ran off towards yoongi’s. “i’m borrowing some

clothes from you. well jeongguk is.”, she smirked before rummaging his closest and grabbing a few things she knew would look good.

“what? no?”, yoongi questioned.

“oh shut up, you know you wanna see him wearing /your/ clothes. he’ll look hot.”, yoonji chuckled and ran off.

“let’s fix your makeup first.”, yoonji three the clothes on the bed and pulled jeongguk to her vanity, sitting him down in front of the mirror. “just trust me, i’ll work all the magic, babe.”

she got to work grabbing a few different eyeshadow palettes and brushes. she used a

heavy hand in the shadow as she smoked it out over jeongguk’s eyelids and lower lash line. she faded a deep dark chocolate brown to a peachy orange toned color on the lid. she went back in with eyeliner and darkened a thin line of the dark brown shadow.

“wow my emo girlfriend.”

jeongguk chuckled shoving her gently. “you’re my emo girlfriend, not me.”

yoonji laughed, grabbing a soft blush to put on his cheeks, putting all the makeup away she grabbed a hair gel rubbing it in her hands as she pushed it through gguk’s raven hair, she pulled a strand out

to hang over his face and the rest pushed back messily.

“i chose styles that yoongi likes on boys... black skinny jeans is a must, accentuate the ass.”, yoonji slapped jeongguk’s ass as he looked at the pants.

“change into them, let me find a shirt.”, she looked down at them

as jeongguk grabbed the pants and shimmied his way out the old ones and into the new ones. he looked at himself in the mirror, he felt... confident. he felt sexy and hot and if yoongi took one look he’d fall to his knees for jeongguk and he wasn’t even fully dressed yet.

ok look i couldn’t find this damn picture with good quality

“put these comebat boots on.”, yoonji tosses them to jeongguk, he barely caught them before sitting on the bed and putting them on one by one.

“you really think yoongi will think i look good?”, jeongguk asked as he laced the boots.

“he thinks you look good with your cute

sweaters and dorky glasses baby. he won’t be able to keep his eyes off you tonight.”, yoonji grabbed a button up, black with white floral patterns all over. she helped jeongguk take his shirt off and put the button up on him.

she buttoned three buttons leaving the top open for

some (read: just about all) of his chest to show off, she walked around gguk as she tucked in the shirt and then pulled it out a bit to make it look nicely tucked. “you have a nice body, ggukie. show it off sometimes. she grabbed a soft bronzy glitter and brushed it lightly over

jeongguk’s chest that showed through the shirt.

“isn’t this a bit... revealing?”, jeongguk worried as he looked at himself in the mirror again.

“jeongguk... look at yourself... you look hot and if yoongi doesn’t kiss you tonight then i’m sure someone else will.”

“i only want

yoongi...”, jeongguk furrowed his brows as he checked himself out, he did look pretty hot, but he felt he was missing something.

there was a knock on the door just then, yoonji pushing jeongguk behind the door and shielding it as she opened it so yoongi couldn’t see him.

“yes, brother.”

“i- um... here.”, yoongi handed her a small velvet box. “it’s a necklace... for jeongguk. my present for him.”, yoongi looked away as he spoke in a pout of embarrassment.

“mmm..i’m sure he’ll love it.”, yoonji slammed the door in yoongi’s face before he could

say another thing.

“the fuck, yoonji?”, a muffled yell came from behind the door. she ignored him walking to jeongguk.

“from your suga.”, she smiled and handed the box. jeongguk opened it a soft smile falling onto his face as he pulled the necklace out and held it.

“it’s really beautiful...”, it was a silver chain that held a small charm of a sapphire jewel in the shape of a sphere. it was jeongguk’s birthstone. “it’s thoughtful..”

“let’s put it on you. yoongi will love to see that you’re wearing it.”, yoonji grabbed it and unclasped it

she put it around jeongguk’s neck and clasped it back, she turned him around looking at the outfit and smiling. the necklace was long enough to fall between his chest to accentuate everything about the opened shirt.

“you look fuckable, gguk.”

“jeongguk, are you ready?”

gguk felt the nerves hit him all at once as he heard yoongi’s voice on the other side. he looked to yoonji for help, he always looked to her for help.

“he’ll meet you down stairs, yoongs.”, yoonji stated yoongi hummed a response and walked away from the door.

“calm down. it’ll be okay.”, yoonji grabbed jeongguk’s hands and pulled him closer to the door. “i’ll go with you.”, she intertwined their hands and opened the door. they both walked down the stairs. yoongi’s keys jingling in his hand as he waited.

he did not except this. fuck.

fuck. fuck. he’s fucking hot. he didn’t expect that little innocent boy he protected from the bullies all the time would look like this. he felt almost possessive of the boy as he watched him come down the stairs in his clothes, /his/ necklace. practically showing himself off as-

wait no. no jeongguk wasn’t his. yoongi shook his head swallowing thick as he was at a loss for words.

“r-ready, gguk?”, yoongi stuttered and winced at himself for being obvious.

jeongguk chuckled and smiled softly. gloss, a perfectly pink shade of gloss on his lips. he wanted

to kill yoonji, he knew this was her doing.

“i’m ready.”, jeongguk let go of yoonji’s hand and walked in front of yoongi opening the door and walking out to the car.

“i feel you staring, yoongi hyung...”, jeongguk quirked a brow as he turned his head to look back at the boy

whose eyes were looking down at that perfectly sculpted ass and thighs. he looked up quickly and chuckled rubbing the back of his neck.

“sorry, gguk.. i just thought there was something on the back of your pants.”, nice save yoongi...

the got into the car and drove off.

“yoongi hyung!”, a man yelled as they entered the party together. his eyes immediately going to the taller ravenette next to him. “oh... hello...”, the boy checked jeongguk out up and down.

“hyung, is this your... um new-“

“don’t finish that sentence.”, yoongi glared. “this is

jeongguk. he’s yoonji’s friend. she’s sick and he wanted to go party for his birthday.”

“mmm...”, hoseok hummed. “nice to meet you jeongguk.”

“like wise.”, gguk smiled. the music was loud and he could feel it in his chest.

“birthday boy, let’s do a shot.”, hoseok smiled

grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the kitchen before yoongi could oblige. yoongi followed quickly behind.

hoseok flicked the cap off of the tequila bottle and grabbed three shot glasses. he blew smoke out of his nose as he poured the tequila messily into the three cups.

he took another hit from the joint and held a shot glass out to jeongguk and then yoongi.

“happy birthday!”, hoseok yelled clinking their glasses together before he threw his glass back. yoongi doing the same and jeongguk to follow before he choked on the burn.

“oh my god...”

“it’s a little strong..”, yoongi forgot to warn, his little alcohol virgin.

jeongguk could already feel the effects hitting him slowly, a beer in his hand as he danced in the living room. yoongi behind him as jeongguk started to grind his ass in yoongi’s crotch.

“woah, babe..”, yoongi grabbed jeongguk by the shoulders and out space between them.

“what?”, jeongguk furrowed his brows, lips in a pout. yoongi was tipsy definitely, jeongguk however drunk as all hell.

“i just don’t think that’s appropriate for us..”, yoongi managed to get

out. “i’m gonna go get some water for you. i think you’ve had enough fun.”, yoongi walked off.

jeongguk pouted being left alone, but dipped in his drink and the next song changed to a very up beat sound. he started to dance again and found hands on his hips that he didn’t mind.

he continued to dance, grinding into the stranger as well, he didn’t care. he just wanted to have fun, he was only on his second drink but yoongi was already trying to ruin his fun. his birthday.

yoongi felt his blood boil, not in jealousy, he wasn’t jealous. gguk wasn’t his.

he was more so protective, he didn’t like the way that random guy was touching jeongguk. he didn’t like how he kept grabbing his ass and holding his hips. he turned jeongguk around and whispered in his ear. jeongguk giggled, soft blush painting his cheeks.

yoongi felt himself walking he knew what he was doing but he couldn’t control himself. he really couldn’t control himself when the guy leaned in as if he was going to kiss jeongguk.

yoongi quickly pulled gguk into his chest. “that’s not happening.”, yoongi growled.

“what

the fuck, yoongi?”, jeongguk questioned.

“you need to sober up.”, yoongi dragged him away from the dance floor and up the stairs to a room.

“yoongi...”, a girl stopped them. she got a lot closer than jeongguk liked. she touched his cheek and trailed down his chest.

“alright. no.”, jeongguk chuckled and pulled yoongi back getting in between the two. “he’s not yours, back the fuck off.”, jeongguk glares at the girl.

yoongi picked jeongguk up as he screamed. “put me down.”

“not till we get somewhere safe.”, yoongi walked past the girl and

down the hallways to the end room. he closed the door and locked it before tossing jeongguk down on the bed.

“you need to sober up.”, yoongi crosses his arms as he stood there.

“don’t look at me like that...”, jeongguk frowned. “you make me want to kiss you, look all dommy.”

yoongi furrowed his brows and chuckled in disbelief. “jeongguk ah. drink this.”, yoongi tossed the bottle of water at his lap.

“i want a tattoo.”, jeongguk ignored the bottle of water. “let’s go get tattoos.”

“no.”

“no fun...”, gguk grabbed the water. “you know, i always

thought parties with you would be fun, like some crazy wild hot sex and drinking and just dancing.”

yoongi choked on his own spit. “what?”

“you’re so hot yoongi. what the fuck. it’s not fair.”, gguk groaned throwing himself back into the back. almost like a tantrum.

yoongi gulped. so the feeling is mutual... “uh.. thank you.”, yoongi can’t really think at the moment. he’s got a drunk jeongguk confessing sort of.. to him and he just-

“do you know how long i’ve liked you?”, jeongguk questioned him.

“no...”

“since kindergarten. you beat up

that bully.”, jeongguk chuckled. “i have wanted to kiss you since middle school. will you kiss me..?“, jeongguk got on his knees on the bed a little pout as he begged for yoongi.

“no, jeongguk.”

“why? am i not pretty enough? or hot enough like those girls and guys you fuck?”

“no. i just don’t think it’s a good idea with you so not in the right mind and me a little in my right mind.”, yoongi sat down next to jeongguk and opened the water for him. “drink.”

jeongguk did as he was told. “i don’t feel so good...”, jeongguk groaned.

“let’s go home.”

yoongi carries jeongguk back to the car. they sat there for a second before yoongi turned the car on and drove off, he made sure to be completely okay before taking jeongguk home.

“can we go back to your house..? i don’t wanna be alone.”, jeongguk grabbed yoongi’s hand.

yoongi nodded and kissed the back of his hand. they got back to the house yoongi taking jeongguk to his room and laying with him till he fell asleep.

he snuck out to take the couch however, he didn’t feel it’d be right to stay with jeongguk up there.

“fuck...fuck...”, jeongguk groaned as the light shone through the curtains of yoongi’s room. “oh fuck!”, jeongguk yelled as he realized where he was, sitting up quickly only to give himself a searing pain in his temples.

yoongi walked out of the bathroom, towel through his hair

as he dried it off. “you’re awake.”

“i am in pain...”, jeongguk grabbed a pillow and put it on his face.

“water and pills next to you.”, yoongi chuckled. “you’re pretty interesting when you’re drunk.”, yoongi took the pillow off his face and sat down next to him, grabbing the

pills and water. “here, baby.”

“i-“, jeongguk furrowed his brows at the pet name. he took the pills swallowing them with the water. “did we...”

“nothing happened. i’d never let that happen no matter how much you begged me last night.”, gguk’s eyes went wide along with a blush.

jeongguk grabbed the pillow again putting it in his face to scream. “suffocate me, yoongi. suffocate me so i can end this.”

yoongi grabbed the pillow again. “kinky, however i’d like to let you know something.”

jeongguk looked up with pinched brows.

“the feeling is mutual...”

“i just never said anything, i didn’t think it was appropriate, or the feelings would be reciprocated.”

jeongguk didn’t know what came over him. he didn’t know if it was the soft look on yoongi’s face or the unsure confession he gave in embarrassment, jeongguk grabbed yoongi’s

face in his hands, both hands cupping each of his cheeks, yoongi looked up as jeongguk squished his cheeks together, making them pucker.

“you’re blushing.”, jeongguk smiled softly as he felt yoongi’s cheeks heat up from the touch and close proximity.

jeongguk leaned in, lips

touching as the butterflies flew from his stomach to his chest and throat, warmth fell upon both of their bodies at the intimate touch. everything felt right, the kiss was like lavender and warm honey. sweet and refreshing, like a drink of water after the languishing desert.

they pulled away as jeongguk rested his forehead on yoongi’s. “i think i’m going to puke...”

“wow the kiss was that bad, baby?”, yoongi chuckled as jeongguk through an extra pillow at yoongi’s face.

“i am dehydrated.”, jeongguk whined. “take care of me.”

“how so, beautiful?”

“cuddles, water, possibly a trash can...”, jeongguk burped and swallowed. “okay, false alarm... but cuddles lots of them and maybe some food...”, jeongguk suggested.

yoongi can’t help but post about his cute bun who swears he’ll never drink alcohol again.

the end because i suck at ending these nicely but yoooo it wasn’t really thought out too much... i hope you liked it oof. :<