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"Fun, maybe. Not exactly good in my job." Yoongi shrugged. He had no problem with Namjoon wearing whatever the hell he wanted. He was right, cute could be fun. Yoongi's eyes lingered on the choker now. Not just cute, he supposed, that was pretty hot. But Namjoon being attractive couldn't play into his job performance, so he tried not to let his mind linger on it too much.

"I had a thing for bad relationships when I was younger. It's a dumb idea."

"It's not dating, it's fucking. I learned that he's not the one for me, don't worry. I always kind of assumed I'd end up with him but I get it. I mean... he doesn't like me. Doesn't mean I'll stop." Soohyun always knocked down his confidence and made him feel small, even from their first meeting. As a teenager, he tried to change but these days, he had started to wake up to it.

He was tired of changing for that asshat to be happy. "It's just a hobby." He sipped his drink and looked up at Yoongi, playful and pretty tipsy, if not drunk, by this point. He had been drinking for over an hour how. "I bet your sweet in bed. Are you? What are you into?"

"What qualifies as 'sweet'?" Yoongi wasn't quite sure. He still hesitated to ask why Namjoon had decided that Suga was a good name for him. Annoying too, since it was starting to spread and he honestly wasn't sure how much he liked it, but strongly suspected that he really kind of hated it. "I don't know. I've changed a lot."

Basically he didn't think he was into what he used to be into any more, but he hadn't had any reason to figure out what he was into now. "I do know it's none of your business. Anyway. You can do better than that bastard. Good you know that."

"I dunno. Guys who tend to be jerks give a lot of red flags. You don't give any. I mean you're a jerk but not in the jerk way that Soohyun is." Clearly Namjoon thought about these things. He kind of had to these days. He finished off his drink and set the glass down, standing up and leaning down so he could whisper in Yoongi's ear, making himself heard over the music.

"Soohyun-hyung is an arrogant, brainless moron who thinks with his dick and has a lot of internalised homophobia. Which is why he calls me a girl all the time but when I'm wear women's panties, he comes harder and faster." Namjoon licked his lips and smiled playfully. "He's an asshole but ... an asshole has many uses."

Yoongi turned his head, because he didn't want to think about Namjoon's panties. It was weird, because it wasn't as if he'd never had to protect someone attractive before, but he supposed the combination of him being attractive, him being gay and open about it and him constantly doing kinky things got to him sometimes. "I'm not trying to date you. Maybe if I was, you'd notice flags."

Red or otherwise. He swallowed and smiled a little. Well, the statement had been faster. "Being homophobic, just means he's a coward. You don't need cowards around you."

"Too late. Oh well, cowards can be fun." Namjoon shrugged and then turned around to go back over to Soohyun and play with him. He sat in his lap and proceeded to get him nice and turned him on - even if he had pissed him off and he still wasn't over it! He was not a brat. He was a delight. Namjoon smiled at Soohyun, kissed his neck and looked over at Suga.

"Let's fuck." Maybe it'd be fun, for a lark, to imagine Suga this time around. Maybe he'd be good in bed.

"What's gotten into you, huh?" Not that Soohyun was complaining. He was already thinking about location. "Where do you wanna go?" Because he was horny now, he didn't fancy having to drive all the way home. He would fuck Namjoon right here, but that might be a bit much.

"Just get a room," Yejoon suggested, while sipping his drink. "They've got some, right?"

He really should see about getting laid too. Looking over at Yoongi, he noticed his eyes were on Namjoon the whole time. Someone took their job seriously.

"I'm just really horny, hyung. Back room, we can rent one. I got my card." Namjoon looked over at Yoongi, raised his hand and then pointed in the direction he and Soohyun were going. A big contrast to trying to ditch him, now he was actively encouraging the other to follow him. Whatever. He had a specific idea in his head and he was curious. He wanted Suga nearby.

He got up and turned his head, giving Yejoon a warning look. "Don't mess with my body guard. He won't wanna fuck you. Trust me."

"You don't know that! Lots of people want me." Yejoon was pouting a little bit, but seeing how Yoongi just gave a nod and walked right behind an eager Soohyun, who kept an arm around Namjoon and his hand practically on his ass the whole time, he didn't think that the bodyguard thing was going to happen for him. At least today.

Maybe some other time.

"You know what you want today, huh?" Soohyun grinned, nibbling on Namjoon's neck below the choker. "Hot." Especially since what he wanted was him.

Yoongi stopped a little behind them, just staying close. He didn't fancy another round of hearing Namjoon's moans. They had begun to invade his dreams.

"Suuuuaga-hyung! Stay close, 'm tipsy. It's very dangerous." Namjoon called out, giggling a little as he focused more on his bodyguard than on Soohyun. Ah well. He forced himself to look away from Suga, leaning up to kiss Soohyun and try not to think too much on the idea of Yoongi being close. Close enough to hear. To want him. To think about him, maybe? He didn't know.

He wasn't sober and this seemed like a great idea. At least, right now.

"I wanna be fucked, Soohyun. I dressed up nicely for you." Well. Mostly. He licked his lips and leaned in, kissing below his jaw. "Make me scream. I'm a brat, after all. Don't I deserve it?"

"Oh, I can give you what you deserve." Soohyun didn't seem to care much whether they had an audience or not, his focus was entirely on Namjoon. "What did you dress up in, huh? I wanna see, brat. Show me what you're wearing for me."

Yoongi was turning his head to the side and pretending not to be here. Also pretending as if his cheeks weren't burning. Damn it. Namjoon was playing, for whatever reason, and he was letting it happen. He'd have to be more careful about that in the future.

"It's mean to call me a brat." Namjoon sulked as he undid his jeans and wriggled his hips until they slid further down, showing off his panties. He had little koalas on them, white lace around the edges and his dick was barely staying in. Especially now he was semi hard. He looked at Soohyun and then shook again so his pants dropped off entirely.

"Do you think I look good for you?" He very not sober and it was worse after that last drink, it was definitely kicking in now. He turned his head, smiling at Yoongi and trying to get his attention. "Suga-hyung, do you think I look good?"

"I think you're too drunk." And he was most definitely not looking at him. Damn it. Yoongi moved closer to the door, trying to decide whether he should just leave and wait outside or whether that would be letting Namjoon win. Damn it.

"Fuck, baby, you are so hot." Soohyun slapped Namjoon's thigh lightly, grabbing his hips with both hands. "Get on the bed already..." Yeah, he didn't feel like waiting. "And stop talking to him, yeah? It's me you're dealing with."

Because apparently he didn't care enough to make the bodyguard leave, but he definitely cared about being the main focus.

"I'm a brat, like you said. Maybe I want to make you jealous. Maybe I want to make you both jealous. That's what a brat would do, right?" That'd teach them for calling him a brat. He stumbled and dropped onto the bed, crawling over it with his ass in the air and playing around in a way he usually didn't. When Namjoon was drunk, very little got in the way. All awkwardness, anxiety and shame disappeared.

Tomorrow was going to be rough and embarrassing as he recounted the events and died inside. For now?... Well, shaking his ass a little at Soohyun seemed like a great plan.

"I need Suga hyung is all. He should stay with me. Danger lurks at every corner or whatever."

"Oh, I'll show you danger." While Yoongi had been about to leave, something about how Soohyun said those words actually gave him pause and he turned to watch. Soohyun was a big guy, something even more evident once he took his shirt off and climbed on top of Namjoon, grinding down against him and feeling those panties against his crotch.

"You act like a brat, you get treated like one." Which apparently meant a rough kiss and fumbling around for lube.

"Show me what a man you are. I gotta learn somewhere, right? Cause I'm such a girl." Which was what he was always teased over. Well, if he was such a girl, he wanted to be fucked right. Hopefully Soohyun could get him there. Namjoon moaned and thrusted his hips up against Soohyun, turning his head so he could look at Yoongi and catch his eyes.

Even if he'd left now, he'd seen enough to make Namjoon feel like he'd won something. He whined needily and squirmed under Soohyun, bucking up against him. "Fuck me hard. Show me your danger."

Yoongi left as quickly as possible, closing the door behind himself and immediately scolding himself - as he heard the sounds coming from inside. Why the hell hadn't he left way sooner? Why had he even walked in in the first place? How much of that could he really blame on wanting to keep Namjoon safe and how much on just plain wanting to see it. Wanting to see him that way.

It was embarrassing. Yoongi closed his eyes and tried to move past it, but the moaning was not helping. Fuck.

"So you've got the hots for your bodyguard, huh? You really are a girl, crushing on every guy you see." Soohyung thrust inside Namjoon, fucking him as demanded.

"No but it's important that everyone knows who they're running around for and what he likes in a boy. Helps. People take note." Did Soohyun even know he had just been manipulated? Did he grasp how many boys Namjoon had connections too. Videos of. Pictures of. So much blackmail material, so many wrapped around his fingers - for an ugly nerd who could never get laid in high school, he was definitely finding his place now.

It turned out that leaning into his less masculine side was the way to do it. Go figures. Once Soohyun came inside him, Namjoon met his thrusts a few more times before he came himself, panting heavily. "Mmm. Nice."

"Oh yeah. Real nice." Soohyun grinned, rolling onto his back, one arm still around Namjoon as he sighed happily. "Bet I give it to you better than anyone else." What kind of competition did he have anyway? "Hobi's about as girly as you anyway."

Well, he was kind of a wimp, at least. "You like being a brat, huh? You love the consequences."

No, Soohyun had no idea that Namjoon was ever anything other than horny for him. Manipulation didn't enter his mind when it came to this.

"No guy fucks me as hard as you do, Soohyun. You're something special." Eh, kinda dime a dozen and the way he spoke to him became more and more irksome. Which was, worryingly, kind of a turn on. Okay, so he liked humiliation and name calling but only in bed. Being called an idiot, sissy or girl outside of this headspace? Just annoying.

"Why do you care so much about the others? Are you jealous or worried that I like them more? Aww, that's so cute."

Namjoon grinned like a dork, harmless and unassuming. He put his arms behind his head. "Lovers may be enemies but they never can be friends because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations." Well. He was still a nerd. "Byron was somewhat of an expert."

"...what? Oh, come on. I don't need you reciting poetry in bed. Seriously, you are hot now. Why are you still such a nerdy loser?" Soohyun rolled his eyes, but he also leaned in to kiss Namjoon's shoulder. "I want you to know who gives it to you best, so you don't forget. Gotta treat me right so I'll treat you right, yeah? Needs a real man to handle someone like you."

Besides, Namjoon was a good contact. He didn't want to lose him.

"Who gives it to me best? Hmmmmmmmmm. I'll think on it." Namjoon laughed teasingly as he rolled out of bed and away from Soohyun, picking up his pants. Whatever, this asshole called him a brat, a nerd and a loser today. He was happy to walk away from him while he was trying to assert dominance. It just meant he'd be a fun fuck next time they met up - he'd be all worked up.

"Call me, hyung. I gotta go get my bodyguard. Important -- Important business and all that."

"Whatever." No, Soohyun wasn't a big fan of that teasing, but he was also feeling lazy after this, so he didn't care enough to teach Namjoon a lesson right away. "You just need to be spanked." Maybe next time. His ass did look like it needed it in those panties he wore. Fuck. That had been really hot.

"I'll be sure to pass that on to whatever boy I see next." With a playful smile, he walked out of the room... still with his pants in his hands and thus, greeted Suga in just his panties and shirt. And socks. He had socks. Did he have shoes on before he came here? Huh. He started to try and get his pants on as best he could.

"Suga-hyung, I need to be spanked." Apparently. "Also let's go home."

Yoongi rushed forward so he could keep Namjoon from falling over while he got his pants on. This job was so much more than he had expected. "You don't have to tell me twice."

What a brat. He really did need a spanking. More importantly, he needed to sober up. "Let's take the back exit." Because while protecting Namjoon's reputation wasn't his primary concern, he still figured that his father would appreciate one less embarrassing incident.

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monie - 2019-02-19 19:15 (UTC) - Expand