Thursday, 16 June 2016

Writing #3


○ Restless ○











Min Yoongi always thought that one day he would marry and build up a family like everyone.
He looked at his father and,like every child, he imagined himself like him as a man.
Looking at his father, he decided that he wanted to be present as father.
He wanted to be importart like his father was for him but in a different way.
He wanted to live his life with his children.
He wanted to be in his children's life.
Yoongi kept these convictions until the day he met the Music.
Or maybe,
The day he understood that he wanted that to be his life.
Like all classics,old-fashioned love stories,tears,fights,screams and lots of pain were on the menu'.
Music worthed all of them.
Yoongi ran away from home with her.
He didn't mind the loneliness.
The hunger.
Being lost in a city that wasn't his home town.
Every place where Yoongi went were ok because he always had Music with him.
He just endured.
His love for her made him suffer but he was lucky.
Music loved him back.
So after years of suffering,Yoongi can now says that he's happy.
He has an home.
For him and his wife.
For his children.
Yes,because Yoongi couldn't let his wife and children to live in a cheap personal computer.
Oh no,Min Yoongi worked hard and sweated his blood to let his family to live and give their best in the most sophisticated machines.
-The Min family is having a fight?
But living the rich life doesn't prevent from fighting like everyone else.
Yoongi neither heard him knock.
Hoseok always knock.
-What?
The older boy  was not even mad at his dancer.
He was just tired.
-I asked...if the Min family is having a fight.
It repeated the other one,kindly.
He knew his hyung was tired.
He would not like to see him so tired.
-Oh...
It only answered Yoongi,looking at the huge screens in front of him.
-Kinda.
It answered shortly.
Hoseok slowly walked in,chuckling softly.
He was tired too.
Yoongi knew it.
-I'm sorry to interrupt it.
It politely said Hoseok.
-Did someone ask you to bring me back home dragging me for the hair?
It sighed Yoongi,not looking away from the lil bar on the Word  document that was blinking at him impudent.
-I think someone actually told me something like that.
It said the other.
Yoongi was ready for the whole annying story about what a pain in the ass his behaviours were for the group.
-But i wasn't listening.
It never came.
Yoongi was shocked.
-You what?
It asked Yoongi,a strong note of surprise in his low voice.
He tried to turn his chair too,to face the boy.
Something stopped his spin.
Someone.
-What are you doing,Seok?
Yoongi was forced to face his screens.
Hoseok behind him keeping his chair still.
-Nothing...
It answered with a whisper,placing lightly his hands on his kyung' shoulders.
They stayed in silence for a bit.
Yoongi lowered his eyes.
He was feeling strange
-Wanna talk to me about something?
It asked the older of two.
He didn't dare to look up or,even worse, to try to look at Hoseok.
That didn't answer him.
-Hoseok...
It tried after a bit more.
-I don't want to make them jealous.
What?
Yoongi didn't know if he was confused or amused.
Hoseok can joke on the most bizarre things.
-Wh-
It started Yoongi before being interrupted by Hoseok's hands.
They left his shoulders taking his head strongly,gripping at his scalp.
But it didn't hurt.
Oh God it didn't hurt at all.
Actually...it was good.
-I just want to give you a massage but here...in front of your wife and kids...
It started the dancer,moving carefully the older's head,pressing the right enough with his fingertips.
-...i don't want to cause you problems.
It ended the young one with a chuckle.
Maybe he was blushing.
It was dark,you couldn't say.
But Yoongi was overwhelmed.
Why did he find that simple act and Hoseok childish worry so sweet?
Maybe he was blushing.
It was dark,the screen's lights weren't enough.
-You...
It started Hoseok after a while,massaging his hyung' scalp the whole time,being sure to give a nice time to the other's neck too.
-...look so tired these days...
Yoongi had a shiver.
That wasn't a new thing to hear,but from this particular person,
In that particular moment,
It was different.
-...i'm...
Yoongi had another shiver.
He was starting to feel bad.
But you couldn't tell from his face.
-...i don't want to see you like this...
Yoongi had to close his eyes.
The massage was acturally super good.
He didn't understand why the head but it was so damn nice.
-Do you like it,hyung?
It asked the other boy,after a bit,trying to not make his voice sounds strange.
-Mh...
Was the only thing that Yoongi's body came out with.
But it was enough for Hoseok to make him laugh.
It wasn't the high,noisy laugh he usualy does.
Yoongi noticed it immediately.
-This is just immensely amazing.
It managed to say Yoongi.
-I don't care what my wife will say,but i love you.
Continued,half slurring the words like a drunk man.
Maybe he was.
That time Hoseok laughed for real.
Yoongi loved it.
-No,you don't but i appreciate it.
It answered Hoseok,still with his hands workind on that poor bleach-devastated scalp.
-Your brain is always working,so he deserves someone that take good care of him.
It kept saying Hoseok,lowering enough to place a tender kiss on the other's forehead.
His brain was a lucky bastard,Yoongi was sure of it.
-You whine about don't want to make my wife jealous and then you kiss my brain so freely??
It joked the Daegu boy.
If his body let him.
Hoseok neither deemed him of an answer,starting scratching Yoongi' scalp.
Causing him a loud
Low
Moan.
-Oh wow ok,i keep doing it,ok!!
It said the dancer,laughing happily doing his magic.
-Scratching your scalp helps your blood to circulate easily and better,so your brain will be fed more and you won't have headaches etc.
It explained the Gwanju boy,cutely.
Yoongi was probably dead in that moment but somehow he managed to hear the explanation.
-I thought that it was Namjoon the shitty science books nerd...
It slurred Yoongi,not knowing how the hell he actually talked.
Hoseok chuckled even cuter then the other times.
-I'm actually a professional dancer so i have to know the bases of human anatomy.
It answered Hoseok,pulling the other's hair all up in a ridiculous lil ponytail.
-And awww~ look at the cutie we have here!
Yoongi couldn't believe it.
-You fucking ruined the moment.
It mumbled the older,not sure if open his eyes to add solemnity to his sentence or not.
-But i can see your forehead,Yoonie!!
It cooed back the other,caressing Yoongi's forehead gently.
-Do you have some kind of kink for my forehead??
It asked Yoongi,a bit more in his body.
-Nah
It answered Hoseok,still adorably happy,kissing one of his hyung's uncovered eyebrow.
-Do you have it for my eyebrows???
It asked again,every second more patron of his body.
-Nah
It chuckled back.
-I have for you all.
It responded the dancer poking the other's nose with his,before lightly moving Yoongi's head back for place a warm kiss on his lips.
Fuck wife and kids.
Hoseok was warm.
And Yoongi was tired.
Very tired.
That kiss tasted too much like a good-night kiss.
Yoongi loved it.
He could sleep like that.
-Did you seriously Spiderman-kissed me?
It asked Yoongi after that the two of them partially broke the kiss.
That was too much for Hoseok.
His laugh was for real the high and noisy one.
Unfortunatly for Yoongi.
Since he still had his head trapped in Hoseok's hold and because the boy was still like super close to him.
-Did you really asked me if i did the upside-down kiss of the movie?!?!
Oh Jesus,calm down.
-Yes i did.
It answered calmly the Daegu boy,even if his ears were close to bleeding.
-Hoseok i need my hearing for li-
He didn't let him finish.
-Yes i did.
It sweetly interrupted Yoongi,cupping his hyung's face before kissing him again.










BABY JESUS I DID THIS TOO!!!!!!!!
OMFG I NEVER WROTE A SOBI SO DAMN LONG!!!
That was very tiring,i must say.
But it was easier then i thought.
When i started writing i wasn't embrassed anymore and thats fucking awesome.
I'm really happy to not be embrassed to write sobi,since im totally garbage for them ♥
Plus im improving in fixing my own english,like im making the WHOLE story in past simple,even if some parts sound so awful.
Wah,its so different how senteces sound in italian and in english.
I'm sure my works are still full of mistakes since i write them in the middle of the night and i don't even know my name at a certain time :'D
Plus (again) i can't copy+paste the fics from word to blogger so i have to re-write them COMPLITELY by hand so it takes me like 2-3 hour to write,copy+paste and edit the post.
I hope ill find a solution bc my works start to be long and it both makes me happy and scares the shit of me.
But except for this im very happy and i want to find the time to upd8 the diary tags (i have 2 shopping entries i wanna do).


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