"...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.
"Gotcha, Suga-hyung!" Namjoon grinned as he finally got his pants on and then hung off Yoongi, stumbling and staggering to the back exit while mumbling another Byron quote that came to mind because whatever, he was in that mind set. By the time they got to his car, Namjoon passed out with his head in Yoongi's lap, contently drooling on his jeans.
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Besides, Namjoon was a good contact. He didn't want to lose him.
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"Call me, hyung. I gotta go get my bodyguard. Important -- Important business and all that."
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"Suga-hyung, I need to be spanked." Apparently. "Also let's go home."
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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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