jungkook is stupidly easy for yoongi. he always has been, really - ever since the very first time that he stumbled across one of the older's videos. ever since he first got off to the sound of his voice, falling into it, finding it far too easy - almost natural, to let the way that yoongi talked suck him in, even if yoongi wasn't talking just to him. of course it only makes sense that over time it just got worse. now that yoongi is actually talking to him, just him, giving jungkook all of his time and attention, all of his praise, all of him - jungkook can't resist, and the thing is, he never wants to.

not even when he's trying to do something, or at least, he was trying, up until a few minutes ago. nothing takes his concentration away quite like the growing sensations that yoongi inspires, the way that he plays jungkook's body so expertly, how it drives jungkook crazy because he knows - they both know that yoongi could pull jungkook apart so easily with nothing but his fingers, he has more times than jungkook can count - and yet, he takes his time instead. teasing, pushing, edging jungkook closer and closer to something dangerous with every press of those fingers deeper inside, with every press of his lips against jungkook's neck and - god, it feels good. jungkook wants more.

of course he would take yoongi up on that offer - because it's so hard not to think about it, borderline impossible not to want it, not to want yoongi to fill him up properly when he's giving jungkook his fingers and the way that yoongi guides his hips back makes jungkook moan, unashamed despite the flush settling in on his cheeks.

"mn.. hyung, i want it."