"I swear, saying that was almost as stupid as the stuff I said about underwear." However, only one of the two was making people send him underwear, so he still regretted that one too. Yoongi smiled, shaking his head. "Anyway, it's got nothing to do with working out. You're so tall, broad shoulders, I want to buy you clothes just to see how good you'd look in them and I'm not that into fashion."

He liked dressing nice, but he didn't usually think about other people's clothes much. He didn't usually think about undressing people either, but in Namjoon's case it was difficult to do anything but. Yoongi ran his tongue down his chest, his stomach, just about to go lower still when the door buzzed and he cursed a blue streak before reluctantly getting up.

"Had to wear tight jeans today, didn't I?" What an awful idea. He walked slowly, feeling dumb about it but still reaching down to adjust himself, then he pressed the button to open the door and leaned against the wall there, looking back at Namjoon. "Fuck. I haven't been this horny since teenage years."