Writing #10

○ Things you said too quietly ○

...bite me...

The situation has to stop.

Yoongi thought it through the past weeks after the last conversation he had with Seokjin.

Hoseok nearly fainted during practice, he couldn’t hold Taehyung in one of his koala back rides and even worse he went alone to the hospital because of the stress: that was a ‘their thing’.

After nights spent convincing  himself that it isn’t stupid to be so worried for a dongsaeng, he finally moved.

Even if in the only way he knows.

-C’mon, pick your stuff, hyung is going to treat you tonight.

Like a cold but-deep-inside-i-care-about-you-a-lot father.

Yoongi waited Hoseok to finish practice, ending up being the only two in the room: Hoseok seemed nervous all night.

-I’m tired hyung, I just want to sleep.

Cuts off Hoseok, collecting his towels from the floor to put inside his gym bag.

-I’ll personally escort you to bed but after you have eaten.

Firmly says Yoongi, watching Hoseok standing in front of him.

The hyung doesn’t understand the wild blush on the younger boy’s face and even on the tips of his ears.

-So I don’t have choice.

Says the dancer weakly standing up and grabbing his bag.

-That’s my boy!

Sarcastically answers the older one at Hoseok defeated answer.

Leaving the building, Yoongi leads the way to a near bbq restaurant: he saved for it in the last two weeks.

-Do you want anything in particular?

Asks the hyung once both of them sit at the small table with the clean grill, but only to receive a shake of head.

Yoongi tries to not deep sigh.

He hasn’t had a normal conversation with Hoseok in months.

The older boy decides for both and when the food has arrived he tries all he can.

-Is your soup good? I remember you choosing it often when we can eat out.

He says trying a sweet smile, not a gummy, but just sweet.

Hoseok jus stares at the food his hyung guessed for him, noticing his awkward attempt to start conversation.

-Yes, it’s my favorite.

Answers Hoseok smiling a bit, hoping that is enough for his hyung to leave him alone.

Of course it isn’t enough, Yoongi isn’t stupid.

Even if he’s grilling a few pieces of meat, just to ‘torture’ Hoseok willpower, he doesn’t believe him.

He realized he knew  Hoseok’s different smiles more than he thought.

-So do I have to feed you with eat or will you give me the satisfaction of doing it by yourself?

He asks half smirking, playful rudeness coming out.

Hoseok bites his lower lip lightly, still terribly insecure but deeply embarrassed by his hyung joke.

-So?

Yoongi asks again, softer this time, seeing the other fighting with his demons.

It takes all Hoseok’s willpower to grab the spoon and slowly eat once: the creaminess, the warmness and the perfect spiciness of the soup awakening his whole body and spirit, releasing the tension on his shoulders and in his mind.

Yoongi watches him eat like something magical is happening in front of him.

-Wanna…

Starts the older one, catching himself from the dazzling.

-Mh?

The other boy look at him and it seemed to Yoongi like he hasn’t looked directly in Hoseok’s eyes for years: the younger looks tired yes, but like a stray cat that was rescued from the heavy rain and slowly enjoying the first warm meal after a long time.

Yoongi had forgotten how big Hoseok’s eyes are.

-Want a bite?

The rapper manages to ask, handing out a piece of grilled meat.

-First bite me.

Hoseok chuckles more in his soup than to the other, without looking at him.

-What?

Yoongi asks confused since the younger boy spoke too quietly.

-I said: first bite for me?

Says Hoseok, covering his previous and slightly flirty sentence.

-Of course it is for you dummy.

Says the hyung, placing in Hoseok’s plate enough meat before grilling more.

Once again, Yoongi finds himself watching Hoseok eat: how can someone eat so cutely? He never met a boy that chews so adorably without stuffing his mouth with food but picking perfect bite size of everything and eating it cutely; he knows it isn’t voluntary but wow.

-Aren’t you eating hyung?

Hoseok’s voice reach him in his state of confused adoration.

-Your soup will get cold, hurry up.

Says the dancer kindly, half melting his hyung’s heart: their precious Hoseok is back.

My block is gone omfg my block is gone, for this prompt at least.

Im so glad and shocked that the idea came while listening the song from where i took the title for this series (that im not using on the blog bc i was stupid enough to think to that someone would like my works on tumblr)

But it was magic, being in the car and listening to it and BAM! Bbq 'date'.

Im doing Yoongi more sweet than i originally thought and with too much love-love feelings for this point of the series.

Wtf am i doing?

Btw posted 'Haze' on tumblr and i got 2 notes.

2 fucking notes.

I deleted it after a week.

Im so pissed,disgusted and disappointed, but i'll write a diary entry for it, dont wanna write too much under fics.

I still have 'Companion' waiting to be written and i feel the pressure on my head. Wow.

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