Yoongi stared at the money for a few seconds, then he just shook his head, but did gesture with his hand. "I'll be over there."
He had to keep an eye on Namjoon, especially in a location like this, but it was not worth arguing about. So he just moved away without another word, ending up leaning against a wall and still watching Namjoon and the general area, but no longer creeping right there.
"Who is he? Suga? He's kinda hot." Well, Yejoon was just saying, as he strained his neck to look at him again.
"Namjoon got himself a guard, huh?" Soohyun laughed and ruffled Namjoon's hair. "Were you too naughty? Be careful, or daddy will cut your pocket money next."
"Dad freaked out over the skirt. I dunno why. Who even cares? Suddenly I have a guard. I know he has another name but I just call him Suga. I suppose it's a bit like having a pet." Namjoon mused as he watched Yoongi leaning against the wall, away but close enough, still watching him. Namjoon waved and smiled. "He's my cockblocker."
Oh yeah, his life sucked. "Dad wants to make sure I don't get queer with any boys but, uh, you know... Suga seems pretty chill about it so it's not even working. He thinks he has to be all serious and protect me."
"So he's not doing his job, huh?" Soohyun glanced over, while he ran a hand up under Namjoon's shirt, lazily drawing a circle on his back. "He looks like a professional thought. Not muscle, but trained. You know, those guys that are ex-army or navy or whatever the hell that can kill a guy with their thumbs."
"So cool. You're lucky, Namjoon, what are you whining for?" Yejoon didn't even think this was fair. Namjoon had all the luck! "Can't be cheap. Maybe your daddy cares for you after all."
"You really think he gives a shit? And don't call him daddy, you weirdo." Namjoon leaned into Soohyun and turned his head again, just looking Suga over and wondering why everyone kept saying he was lucky. Yeah, Suga was pretty but he was rude and always there. He called him a brat all the time and it was starting to piss him off. "He calls me a brat."
Namjoon was hoping his friends would step up, take his side, be useful for once. "I'm not a brat. He's a -- a brat. With his dumb hair. I bet he can't kill with his thumbs either."
"I bet he can do a lot of things with his thumbs," Yejoon suggested in a very sleazy way and with a smirk, causing Soohyun to roll his eyes.
"Don't be gross." Well, he was trying to take Namjoon's side. Maybe. Not really. "You are kind of a brat though, Namjoon." Well, he certainly was. "I'd not want his job. You are best in small doses."
A lovely thing to say to his bae, but whatever. It was true.
"You know, some people like my company. Hobi-hyung and I hang a lot and he never takes issue." Namjoon guided Soohyun's hand out of his shirt and glared at him, trying to make some space because he was feeling sulky now. Best in small doses? He wasn't that bad... was he? Like. He was trying.
"I'm gonna go get a drink. You guys can pay for your own tonight if you're gonna be dicks."
He might have liked fucking Soohyun but he did have the money here. His friends benefited from his cash, not the other way around. They had more to lose.
"Oh, come on! Don't be such a baby." Soohyun sighed and leaned back, but he also just let Namjoon get up, figuring he could just kiss it better when he came back. He was just too sensitive, it was a thing, sometimes he had to find ways to fix the drama.
Yoongi turned up next to Namjoon when he stood by the bar, looking at him. "I thought you had better tastes."
"He's hot, that's all. This isn't about taste." Namjoon clarified as he ordered a drink and waited for it, huffing a little. Soohyun could be such a dick sometimes. He whined when he read and talked about it, he whined when he didn't want to fuck, he whined if Namjoon acted 'too gay'. Which was funny cause he had a hardcore kink for Namjoon wearing panties.
Which he was tonight. They were so frilly and fun!
He took his drink and sipped it, looking at Suga and reached out to poke his neck. "You should wear a collar. You have a beautiful neck. Collars are cute." Namjoon showed off his choker. "Being cute is fun, don't you think?"
"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.
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He had to keep an eye on Namjoon, especially in a location like this, but it was not worth arguing about. So he just moved away without another word, ending up leaning against a wall and still watching Namjoon and the general area, but no longer creeping right there.
"Who is he? Suga? He's kinda hot." Well, Yejoon was just saying, as he strained his neck to look at him again.
"Namjoon got himself a guard, huh?" Soohyun laughed and ruffled Namjoon's hair. "Were you too naughty? Be careful, or daddy will cut your pocket money next."
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Oh yeah, his life sucked. "Dad wants to make sure I don't get queer with any boys but, uh, you know... Suga seems pretty chill about it so it's not even working. He thinks he has to be all serious and protect me."
As if. He was doing time.
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"So cool. You're lucky, Namjoon, what are you whining for?" Yejoon didn't even think this was fair. Namjoon had all the luck! "Can't be cheap. Maybe your daddy cares for you after all."
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Namjoon was hoping his friends would step up, take his side, be useful for once. "I'm not a brat. He's a -- a brat. With his dumb hair. I bet he can't kill with his thumbs either."
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"Don't be gross." Well, he was trying to take Namjoon's side. Maybe. Not really. "You are kind of a brat though, Namjoon." Well, he certainly was. "I'd not want his job. You are best in small doses."
A lovely thing to say to his bae, but whatever. It was true.
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"I'm gonna go get a drink. You guys can pay for your own tonight if you're gonna be dicks."
He might have liked fucking Soohyun but he did have the money here. His friends benefited from his cash, not the other way around. They had more to lose.
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Yoongi turned up next to Namjoon when he stood by the bar, looking at him. "I thought you had better tastes."
Hobi seemed a lot better than this asshole.
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Which he was tonight. They were so frilly and fun!
He took his drink and sipped it, looking at Suga and reached out to poke his neck. "You should wear a collar. You have a beautiful neck. Collars are cute." Namjoon showed off his choker. "Being cute is fun, don't you think?"
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"I had a thing for bad relationships when I was younger. It's a dumb idea."
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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?"
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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."
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"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."
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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."
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"Let's fuck." Maybe it'd be fun, for a lark, to imagine Suga this time around. Maybe he'd be good in bed.
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"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.
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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."
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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.
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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?"
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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.
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"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?"
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"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.
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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."
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"You act like a brat, you get treated like one." Which apparently meant a rough kiss and fumbling around for lube.
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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."
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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.
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