"Seriously? You've known me again for a day, don't be naive. You act like that and people will take advantage." Ten lectured because he felt it was important to press upon him that offering free shit was a bad idea. Even so, he knew it was coming. Of course it was. "You're so soft, sweet boy. I know I can't ever stop you from being you but I got to warn you at least."
Playing with Yoongi's fingers, he used his free hand to select a gay vlog to check out.
"You want me texting you, you can't do that on that piece of shit for long. I need you to admire my pictures properly anyway. Why do I bother using filters if I just look like I used a potato on your phone?" A valid question, he found. "I'm not giving away anything to just anyone."
Well. "There are some hot guys that got audio equipment, but that was because my hand slipped."
"Your hand slipped and your gay took over, huh? Been there. Do you have any idea how many times I've done something dumb for a hot boy... wait, of course you know. You were that hot boy." Ten had done some stupid shit for Yoongi over the years, mostly not even as requested. Once he walked all the way with him to meet a guy who might buy his music and he only sold one song. And they walked for nearly 3 hours to get there. It was a long ass walk.
"Guess so." They were flirting, right? Definitely flirting. Yoongi was watching the people on the phone screen kiss and mostly it just ended up making him look to the side and at Ten, wanting to kiss him. Of course that was he wanted. His gay was definitely threatening to take over him. "I just couldn't watch it any more. But now, you're doing better. Doing good. I like watching that."
"I get why you couldn't. I wasn't thinking. I was just scared. I knew you'd achieve and it freaked me out, I was scared of trying anything as well in case it failed and I got in my own head. Hung out with the wrong people. Did some horrible things to my body." Ten had a lot of regrets in his life by now and nothing good to show for any of it but some harsh lessons learned. He knew he wanted better. "When I came to Thailand, I was just desperate to be better. I wanted better."
He looked at Yoongi and met his eyes, his heart skipping a beat. Fuck, how was he still this hot? "Maybe some day I'll think myself worth your time. And hopefully you will too."
"You're worth my time now or I wouldn't be sitting here with you." Yoongi was very serious about that, looking at Ten with his hair all done, the earrings in his ear... Maybe he could buy him earrings too. All right, all right. Maybe he had an issue. But he didn't usually have someone to spoil. "Come on. You gotta know that-- You know what I'm thinking, right?"
"I really don't know. I think I have a thing in my head that I want you to think that could be true or it could be me being crazy." He thought that Yoongi maybe wanted to kiss him and fuck on that lovely king sized bed but he had a feeling that it was more that Yoongi was thinking that he was proud or something. And it'd be awkward to make an ass out of himself when he had to serve this guy for three months. "Usually I'm so confident but with you, I lose it all. I guess it's cause it's the most real thing to me."
"Hm. I don't know if I'm ever that confident. With people, that is. I'm pretty confident when I'm on stage. Or cooking." That was neither here nor there, but still. At least he wasn't entirely useless. Useless when it came to this? Apparently.
He turned a little more on the chair, catching Ten's eyes. Getting lost in them, really. "I want you to do well. Be happy. That's all I could have hoped for."
Reaching up, he held his hand against Ten's cheek. "Doesn't mean I'm not--"
Oh yeah, that was best. It really said it all and the kissing was great. Seriously. they had like one or two kisses in their lifetime, most of them during drunken arguments but they still counted. Every single one was sexy, passionate and he never had any bad things to say about it. And this one was no different.
Ten didn't want to pull back but he did eventually, looking at Yoongi with a playful smirk on his face.
"I really want to go to that bed and do unspeakable things but I'm sure we'll regret it this quick. Even so... you're still the best kisser I know." And that was saying a lot.
"We will regret it?" Yoongi was asking, because his mind really hadn't caught on from the kissing just yet. All he cared about. The feel of Ten's lips, the way his heart was racing, the way his world shrunk down and expanded to become their world. What was there to regret about that?
His eyes wandered to the bed, but he didn't drag Ten there, so that was something. Instead he refocused on Ten, speaking quite seriously. "Don't kiss anyone else. You are mine."
"Oh, you're so hot. I can't believe I am doing this but... I just want you to think about it, yeah? Cause, see, the thing is, when did you last get laid? Cause I know it's been a while for me. And we want this to stay somewhat stable and -- God, what is wrong with me?" He hated himself. He was turning down sex? Was he insane? Being responsible was terrible and unlikely to last.
Getting up, he followed Yoongi to the bed and looked into his eyes, feeling the intensity and -- fuck it, he kissed him again.
Maybe it was supposed to be his place to be the responsible one, but any common sense had left him by the time he'd kissed Ten. Maybe even a good long while before then, when he had told him to show him to his room. Because now he pushed him away, but only to shove him onto the bed and he was already crawling on top of him a moment later, kissing him as if he was his source of oxygen, needy and eager.
"Oh screw it, fuck me." Ten whispered with need when he broke the kiss and then swiftly, he leaned up enough to pull his shirt off, lying back down with wide, excited eyes. His body hadn't changed much in regards to shape, he was still slender as ever but he did have the added addition of two tattoos and one nipple piercing so that was something fun to play with.
"I missed you so much, handsome." And with that, he went right back to kiss. Screw being responsible!
Yoongi was mesmerized by Ten taking his shirt off, but then he pulled himself together enough to remember what he was aiming for here, so he pulled his own shirt off as well, tossing it wherever it may fall. He had no idea how his body looked now compared to the last time and he wasn't thinking about that either. Not when he had Ten to focus on.
His fingers traced the tattoos and he leaned down to kiss above the nipple, then lick along the piercing, so eager to explore every inch of Ten. Rational thought, any kind of thought, nothing was really on his mind, nothing other than feeling in the moment.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
Playing with Yoongi's fingers, he used his free hand to select a gay vlog to check out.
no subject
Well. "There are some hot guys that got audio equipment, but that was because my hand slipped."
no subject
"We did a lot of dumb shit for eachother."
no subject
no subject
He looked at Yoongi and met his eyes, his heart skipping a beat. Fuck, how was he still this hot? "Maybe some day I'll think myself worth your time. And hopefully you will too."
no subject
no subject
no subject
He turned a little more on the chair, catching Ten's eyes. Getting lost in them, really. "I want you to do well. Be happy. That's all I could have hoped for."
Reaching up, he held his hand against Ten's cheek. "Doesn't mean I'm not--"
He cut himself off by kissing him. Seemed best.
no subject
Ten didn't want to pull back but he did eventually, looking at Yoongi with a playful smirk on his face.
"I really want to go to that bed and do unspeakable things but I'm sure we'll regret it this quick. Even so... you're still the best kisser I know." And that was saying a lot.
no subject
His eyes wandered to the bed, but he didn't drag Ten there, so that was something. Instead he refocused on Ten, speaking quite seriously. "Don't kiss anyone else. You are mine."
no subject
Getting up, he followed Yoongi to the bed and looked into his eyes, feeling the intensity and -- fuck it, he kissed him again.
no subject
Maybe he shouldn't have bothered getting dressed.
no subject
"I missed you so much, handsome." And with that, he went right back to kiss. Screw being responsible!
no subject
His fingers traced the tattoos and he leaned down to kiss above the nipple, then lick along the piercing, so eager to explore every inch of Ten. Rational thought, any kind of thought, nothing was really on his mind, nothing other than feeling in the moment.