[Summary]  A/B/O 🔞

"You're back—"

Seokjin cuts himself off by going silent. His eyes widen and his mouth hangs open as he looks at Yoongi.

——

BTS go on a short break and Yoongi comes back with something new: his luscious new hairstyle. The oldest alpha of the group really seems to like this new style.

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"Yoongi-yah~"

He's working on music in his and Seokjin's shared bedroom, leaning back against his headboard.

Seokjin walks into their room and his scent fills the air; pine and almond. His scent has become so familiar to Yoongi and it even lingers in their bedroom, which is one of the reasons that Yoongi concentrates so well.

Pine and almond have become familiar enough to make Yoongi relax, to make his body wind down and his mind be drawn into whatever it is he's doing in the moment. From fishing with Seokjin and relaxing as he casts his line, to sitting in a room full of people and being able to relax by the alpha's scent; Seokjin's scent is like a blanket of relaxation and fixation.

Yoongi tries not to look up at Seokjin when he walks in, but the older alpha steps up next to his bed and taps the laptop that Yoongi has sitting on his lap.

"Whatcha working on there?" the alpha asks.

Only then does Yoongi look up at him.

He's washed off any makeup he had on from today's filming and he's got his matching pajama set on, so he seems to be ready for bed. Yoongi loves his fluffy hair that sticks up in a few spots and he loves the way Seokjin tilts his head as he waits for an answer.

"Oh. It's just music, hyung. I'm sure you knew that."

"Yeah, but what kind?" Seokjin asks as he steps towards his own bed and lifts the blanket to crawl under. He still faces Yoongi, however, lying his head on his pillow and observing. It's their usual late-night talk, he figures.

He didn't think about the song or about the fact that he'd gotten so lost in his and Seokjin's familiar interweaving scents that he started writing a song for them; it's another song that he'll never show Seokjin or never give to him.

Oh, right.

Yoongi writes songs for Seokjin. Love songs, mostly. Why? Because Yoongi is profusely and undoubtedly in love with the older alpha.

He has no idea how it happened. Seokjin grew onto him so easily and Yoongi secretly loved it back then, right after their debut, when Seokjin would pull him to his lap for photoshoots or when he'd wrap a shy hand around Yoongi whenever he thought he needed the gesture in a crowded room, especially with other alphas around.

He secretly loves Seokjin's bubbly attitude, the way he takes care of his members, the way he lets the omegas curl up into him for snuggles and comfort– though Yoongi wishes he could do that too– and he loves Seokjin's jokes, the way he cooks in another form of familiarity, the way he helps Yoongi rummage through their closet for outfits that he thinks Yoongi should wear, or the way he drags Yoongi to fish with him.

There are a trillion things that Yoongi loves about his alpha hyung– his scent is only the reason for him writing this song in particular, though.

The song is filled with guitar and its melody is like the breeze he'd feel as he walks by pine trees on a walk to refresh himself. Seokjin's scent is warm and it's the finest one to Yoongi's alpha. That's all Yoongi could think of as he produced the music that he'd never show anyone.

"It's just a song."

Seokjin huffs in return. "You always say that," he says just before turning to face the wall instead of Yoongi, getting comfortable in his bed. "Turn the lamp off and get to bed soon, alright? We have to wake up early."

It's funny to hear Seokjin telling him to sleep early; Seokjin either sleeps really early at night or really early in the morning– there's no in-between. He just happens to be sleeping properly tonight and wants Yoongi to do the same.

Yoongi doesn't fight against it.

He saves his song, turns off his laptop, and sets it to the side before turning off the lamp. A part of him wishes he could go curl up into the other alpha's bed just like the omegas sometimes do, but that's just impossible and odd to do. He isn't the type to do something like that.

Seokjin, however...

He wishes Seokjin would come climb under his blanket and snuggle into him. But he never would, though. He'll never want the same thing as Yoongi, but that's okay. Yoongi has lived with it for years now. A little longer isn't gonna hurt him.

———

It's a normal day. There's nothing special about the sun slowly finding its way to set or the silky taste of Yoongi's coffee. Everything is just ordinary.

BTS are on a small break right now; they decided that they really need the break from filming things like Run BTS and they even finished filming promotions for their album just so that they could relax for a few months.

Yoongi's version of relaxing is being able to chill in his extremely recently bought apartment and being able to settle into it for the first time– as he works in the office, of course.

He bought this apartment for future purposes, but he figured that while they're all on break that maybe he could give the other members some space and perhaps give himself some space as well.

The omegas (Jimin and Jungkook) ended up dragging the two betas (Hoseok and Taehyung) out on adventures and going around the city to go shopping and see things. Namjoon decided to spend time going to museums, which surprised Yoongi because the youngest alpha normally does the same as Yoongi and ends up staying at work even during their break.

Yoongi is alone this time, however.

Here and there, he gets a few messages from the group chat asking if he's doing alright and if his apartment is treating him well. Seokjin texts him and tells him to hurry back and be his roommate again and that their shared bedroom has become too quiet without him there. Yoongi has to ignore the butterflies in his tummy and ignore his alpha's blissful reaction.

He doesn't like you like that, he reminds himself this a trillion times.

At some point when their three month break is coming to an end and Yoongi is tired of not being back in the familiar scent of his bedroom and the familiar desk in his studio, he finally comes back home and he apparently missed Jin before he could see him because Jin isn't here.

Hoseok is, however.

"Woah, hyung!" Hoseok's voice is amazed and dragged out in surprise as he walks into the kitchen. "You're back! And your hair!"

Yoongi runs a hand through his hair and smiles to himself. During the months of their break, they didn't have to dye or cut their hair, so he let his black locks grow out and absolutely loves the outcome. His hair passes his ears and makes perfect little waves that make him feel like such a cute alpha.

"I grew it out," he says as he tucks his hair behind his ear.

"I see that. It's very different," states Hoseok as he reaches out and slips his fingers through Yoongi's hair. The alpha enjoys the touch. "Yah, you'll have the omegas drooling over you, hyung."

Yoongi grimaces. "Don't joke like that. They'll stick their hands in my hair a trillion times until I swat them off me."

"You like it though." Hoseok giggles as Yoongi scrunches his nose. Though it's true; he would love to have Jimin and Jungkook giving him the attention and being all cute as they do, but he doesn't need that right now. He has work to do.

"I'm going to the studio."

He gets a drink out of their fridge as he originally came to the kitchen for and he leaves right after telling Hoseok that he'll be back later and to not tell the others about his hair or else they'll distract him by messaging and calling him, wanting photos of it.

"Fine~ Have fun hyung! Don't overwork yourself, okay?"

"Yeah, I won't."

He really doesn't overwork himself.

The winter chill gives him lots of inspiration for softer music and he ends up writing and producing easily. He's chilling with his music vibes.

At some point he finally gets up and stretches from his seat, then decides to go get himself a coffee. He walks out of his studio and goes down the hall to the break room, noticing there are a few people in the room already.

Some of the people are familiar faces to Yoongi; he's made a few friends in their company including other producers, singers, and video and makeup crew. It's no surprise that when he walks in, one of his friends named Jaesoo does exactly what Hoseok had done earlier today– he woahs in surprise once he notices Yoongi's hair.

"Look at you!" the fairly older alpha says with a big smile on his face. He sets the coffee cup he's holding down on the counter and immediately lifts his hand to Yoongi's hair as he walks up to his friend.

"This only took about three months to grow out." Yoongi isn't sure if he's bragging or stating facts, but he loves that his mix of alpha and beta friends stare at him in awe and he loves how Jaesoo in particular is so fascinated.

  Jaesoo isn't hesitant to explore Yoongi's hair with his fingers because Yoongi isn't shy to show off to the other alpha. He's proud of his new look and he's ten times prouder to know that other people are amazed by it as well.

"It's so cool. It's very suitable, too. You look good like this." Jaesoo's leathery scent lingers even after he pulls his hand away. It lingers over Yoongi's hair and near the skin of his neck. He doesn't mind it, though. Usually he'd bother with getting any scents off of him, but it's hardly noticeable, Yoongi thinks.

"Thank you." He shyly looks away, not sure of how to take the compliment. "I want some coffee. Did you guys take it all?"

One of his beta friends tells him, "No, here you go," as they turn to the coffee machine and grants him a cup to pour it in. He thanks them quickly and then fixes his coffee.

———

When he finally gets home, Yoongi tries to sneak quietly through his and Seokjin's bedroom door. It doesn't matter, he quickly finds out, because the light is on and he already knows that the older is awake– he's most likely playing games on his computer.

Sure enough, Yoongi walks in and sees a figure sitting at Seokjin's desk. That figure immediately turns upon sensing and hearing Yoongi.

"You're back–"

Seokjin cuts himself off with silence. His eyes widen and his mouth hangs open as he looks at Yoongi. His eyes trail the locks of Yoongi's dark hair and unlike how he was proud to show off earlier, Yoongi completely shies up with the older alpha's eyes on him.

"Yeah, I'm back." He goes over to his bed and sets his things aside before going towards their shared closet. As he gets pajamas to change into, he can't help but notice that Seokjin stands up from his desk and sniffs around questionably.

Yoongi brushes it off.

He brushes it off until Seokjin steps up behind him and hums. "Your hair."

Fingers graze across Yoongi's neck and he shivers at the tingle, shivers as Seokjin slides his fingers over his nape and through his hair, gently tugging to get a feel of what Yoongi's hair is like– but Yoongi's knees feel a bit weak and he almost feels like he could be an omega in heat, ready to lay himself out and let the alpha have his way with him.

"Your hair is so long." Yoongi gulps as Seokjin scratches gently at his scalp, but even more so as Seokjin leans down and sniffs again. "You smell weird. Like- not you, but something else."

Yoongi frowns as he brushes Seokjin off, swatting him away– he does it for his own sanity because he isn't sure just how much longer he can endure Seokjin's chest being pressed against his back or his hand in his hair or his face so close to his neck.

"Stop being weird," he says as he takes his pajamas and walks right by Seokjin to get out of their closet. "It's just my friend's scent." A subtle flicker of confusion washes over Seokjin's scent and Yoongi dismisses it. "Anyways. I grew my hair during our break. Do you not like it, hyung?"

"What–?" Seokjin follows closely behind him. "Of course I like your hair. It's really... different."

Yoongi's shoulders drop. Different is the only way that Seokjin describes his hair. No compliment, nothing to feed Yoongi's delusions that maybe Seokjin could ever like him back. Cool.

Still, he picks his shoulders back up and tries to keep his scent neutral. The last thing he needs is for Seokjin to sense his disappointment.

"Yeah. I wanted something different."

He can feel Seokjin's eyes on him.

He ignores the fact that Seokjin is silent despite usually having something to say. Instead, he readies himself for bed like he originally planned. There's no time to worry about what's going on in the head of the person who will never like him back.

It's a waste of time.

———

It starts off simple; first as gentle pats to Yoongi's head or brushing a loose strand of his hair out of his eyes, but then it turns into much more than that.

Ever since he showed Seokjin his new hairstyle, the alpha can't seem to keep his glances subtle enough or keep his urges to himself– not that Yoongi minds it. He doesn't mind it at all. If anything, he brings more attention to his hair.

Putting it in buns and little ponytails whenever they practice choreographies, making sure his hair always has a soft, neat little wave to it so it'll stand out, or even purposefully tucking his hair behind his ear as he has conversations with Seokjin.

He makes sure to feed into Seokjin's sudden interest because why wouldn't he?

Today is no exception to Seokjin's urges– however, it's not just a brush of Yoongi's hair or wordlessly playing with it. It's so much more than that.

Yoongi is sitting on their sofa with hardly anyone in their home other than Jimin and Hoseok who are in their room, probably making out (or something more) considering they're playing music and that's what they normally do to block out their noises, and Jungkook has just left to go to work. Yoongi is pretty much home alone.

That is until the door clicks open and the room is slowly flooded with pinewood and almonds; Seokjin comes into his view not too long after.

He's got on a warm sweater and pants, shoes already slipped off in a hurry to be comfortable, and he's got a tiny frown on his face– not in a sad way, but he doesn't seem to be in the mood to do anything or care about nonsense right now.

Yoongi sits up straighter and tilts his head the moment the alpha's eyes land on him. The dullness that was once seeped into Seokjin's eyes fades away as he notices Yoongi sitting there.

  "Yoongichi," he drawls out in a bit of a whine as he goes towards the sofa as well. He plops down beside Yoongi and rests his head on Yoongi's shoulder. "Hyung's so tired. So exhausted."

He doesn't usually become so touchy with Yoongi like this. With his head on his shoulder, Yoongi becomes stiff and wonders a million times over if Seokjin is purposefully trying to kill him with such things.

"Tired?"

Seokjin nods, the loose strands of his hair tickling against Yoongi's neck. "Where is everyone?"

"They're all gone except Jiminie and Hobah," Yoongi tells him. "Why?"

A silence falls between them because Yoongi knows exactly why he's asking– Seokjin is the only alpha out of the three of them that always comes to the others for scenting and relaxing. Yoongi and Namjoon rarely unwind into any of the omegas or even the betas because they aren't exactly a pack and they usually try to steer clear of those types of things.

They have done it plenty of times, however. In times of need where Yoongi used to feel like the world was closing in on him or times where Namjoon was overly stressed about their future or the things he'd have weighed on his shoulders– they'd let Jimin and Jungkook or even the two betas crawl right up to them and nuzzle into their necks, whispering into their ears: it's gonna be okay.

They'd fall into the scents and their sweet words almost every single time.

But on days like today, where Seokjin is leaning in close to Yoongi's neck, it feels so unfamiliar and Yoongi isn't sure if his alpha can calm Seokjin or help him in the same way. Their scents mix together well– the wood, almond, and honey working like a charm– but that's just Yoongi's opinion. He has no idea if Seokjin's alpha would like scenting with him.

"Nobody's here?" Seokjin questions after a moment. Yoongi doesn't respond, but Seokjin lifts his head and looks expectantly at him. "Do you think you could help me, Yoongichi? Or..."

He knows what Seokjin means to ask: would it make you uncomfortable if I asked to scent you?

For some reason, Yoongi suddenly hates that Seokjin's way of relaxing is by scenting others. He gets it, though. Yoongi would probably kill to scent each and every one of his members because they're his members and knowing that his scent is on them would make any stranger back off– but they're just not like that as of now. They aren't a pack even though they do everything that a pack would except for a few things here and there.

Seokjin could easily ask one of the others to do this and they'd be all for it, but Yoongi? Seokjin scenting Yoongi?

It seems so unreal to even think about.

So of course, Yoongi doesn't blow his chance. Call him selfish or crazy for nodding his head in agreement, but it's the Kim Seokjin asking him for this one simple task. How could he say no?

"Go ahead. You can do it."

He tilts his head away from Seokjin, presenting his neck a little more.

As if it's on cue, Seokjin's scent amplifies and even drowns out Yoongi's as he leans a little closer. He raises his outermost hand to Yoongi's neck so that he can pull him closer and it's like heaven to be pulled in, to have Seokjin nuzzle into his neck, and to have the alpha's scent on him.

Seokjin noses just below his ear and Yoongi closes his eyes, basking in the pure satisfaction that his inner alpha feels. It's been years since he's wanted this. It's been years that his alpha has begged for Seokjin, waiting for the slightest bit of action.

Pinewood and almond makes his brain feel like pudding. The gentle graze of Seokjin's lips and soothing rub of his nose over his skin makes him shudder. It all feels too well.

If any of the other members walked in on the two eldest alphas of their group scenting, they wouldn't know what to think. Yoongi doesn't even know what to think. All he can do is relax and let Seokjin relax into him. That's all it is.

That's all it'll ever be.

Seokjin starts doing something unusual, however.

Yoongi has seen him scent the members before. He's watched nearly every single time– very closely because he always wishes it's him under the alpha's hold. But not once has he seen Seokjin curl his fingers into their hair and caress there. Not once has he seen Seokjin twist and play with the others' hair, finding it relaxing as well.

Because he clearly does.

Seokjin twists and curls Yoongi's soft waves under his fingers and he slightly tugs at it in a way that makes Yoongi's chest rumble, but he keeps himself calm as the alpha does as he pleases. It seems that Seokjin puts a lot of attention on Yoongi's hair even as he scents, pressing his nose up to the edge of his hair and against his nape.

"Is it okay, hyung?"

His hand tightens in its hold, humming in pure delight as he pulls at Yoongi's hair and nods into his neck. "So good," he whispers into his ear. Yoongi might just pass out if he does that again.

"Um." He swallows hard as Seokjin caresses his head and threads his fingers through his hair, brushing the tangles out. "Okay, hyung." His heart races so fast as Seokjin lifts his legs onto the sofa and brings himself against Yoongi's side. It's a miracle that Yoongi doesn't give in under Seokjin's hold or the way Seokjin's chest presses against him or the way he breathes Yoongi in and covers him with his own scent.

It's totally fine.

As long as it stays as innocent and as nice as this, everything is fine. There's no need for him to worry and there's no need for him to go crazy over something as simple as scenting. Friends do it all the time and that's what he should be; a friend.

———

It's still simple and totally platonic.

But this time, Seokjin asks him for no reason at all. This time, they're in their bedroom in the middle of the night and they're both ready for bed, but Seokjin breaks the silence with, "Yoongi-yah. Are you awake?" and "Could you maybe let me scent you again?"

There's no "I can't sleep" or "I'm exhausted and need to relax some." He simply wants to scent Yoongi, which is fine and all, but why? The only reason Yoongi can think of is if Seokjin is stressed about something, but his scent is fine and he doesn't look stressed out. He looks... normal.

"Scent me?" Yoongi questions. He watches as Seokjin gets out of bed and walks over to his instead, sitting down on the edge of Yoongi's mattress and tugging at the blanket lightly.

"Please?"

Yoongi would never say no to that pout or the puppy-like eyes that the alpha gives him. "Fine. Sure." He removes his blanket and immediately, Seokjin pulls it over the both of them as he makes his way beside Yoongi and throws his arm over him, pulling him in and attaching himself to the younger alpha's neck.

It feels a lot more familiar as Seokjin rubs his scent against him, but Seokjin is also more confident this time. Whether it be the way he doesn't hesitate to play with Yoongi's hair or the way he cuddles in much closer than last time, Seokjin feels like home pressed up against Yoongi.

"Why do you want to scent me?"

Seokjin ignores his question and purposefully drags his lips against Yoongi's skin, causing his mind to swirl. It's not a kiss, but it's definitely the closest thing to a kiss from Seokjin that he'll ever get, and it's right below his ear which is far too sensitive.

But Seokjin is quiet and is confidently scenting Yoongi, so it raises the question even further: why is he doing this right now?

"Hyung?"

Still, no answer. And there's a sudden sharp set of teeth that graze against Yoongi's ear which makes him shudder, makes his alpha go a little feral inside.

"Yoongichi," Seokjin utters quietly against his ear, his voice in such a seductive tone that it hardly sounds like he's still in control. "My Yoongichi."

Even though the younger alpha's head is spinning and he'd do anything and everything to hear those words again and again, Yoongi's brain and heart speaks even louder over his alpha's greedy wants or needs.

"Hey." He reaches for Seokjin's cheeks and pulls him away, immediately noticing the faint gold trying to take over his warm brown eyes. Yoongi frowns. "I-I'm not yours, alpha."

Seokjin's eyes flash from gold to brown and then they stop, fully brown as they were before, and he averts his eyes from Yoongi's, taking Yoongi's hands and removing them.

"No, no, I know that," Seokjin says in a mutter. He lifts himself and sits back on his knees. "Of course, you aren't mine."

Yoongi's the one who said it first, so he doesn't know why it hurts to hear it coming from Seokjin. But it does. It stings like arrows to his heart– poisonous arrows, even.

Seokjin bites at his lip and slowly slides off of Yoongi's bed. "I'm sorry. I'll just go to bed now. I'm tired." It's an excuse to go back to his own bed and Yoongi doesn't say anything in return. What is he supposed to say, even if he does say anything? There's nothing.

So, he's silent.

———

It's the third time Seokjin does it.

Except this time he doesn't ask.

After a long day, Yoongi rests comfortably in his bed. Seokjin isn't home yet, so the room is silent and dark– that is until the door creaks open and after a few footsteps, light bleeds through Yoongi's eyelids. He opens his eyes not only to see that his lamp has been turned on, but Seokjin comes into his view.

He crawls onto Yoongi's bed without a word and Yoongi blushes madly as the alpha wraps his arms around him and digs himself into Yoongi's neck. It's so sudden and silent that Yoongi thinks he's dreaming or maybe Seokjin is sleepwalking.

"Hyung–?"

"Please?" Only now does Yoongi notice how tense Seokjin is and how tight Seokjin's hold is. "Please? Just for a minute."

He isn't sure why Seokjin needs to relax or why with him, but he gradually wraps his arms around Seokjin and holds him back. It's unfair, how his cheeks burn and how his alpha feels so nice and cozy with Seokjin in his arms. It's unfair because Seokjin doesn't feel the same way– it isn't the same type of love.

"Hyung," he mumbles into Seokjin's hair, "why are you doing this?"

It's confusing.

Seokjin didn't act like this before; before their break or even before Yoongi's hair growth, which he's been clinging onto for some reason. Yoongi has always avoided things like this– not that Seokjin ever used to scent him or acted so clingy before, but he's always avoided things that could possibly give his crush away.

Seokjin's habit to mess around on stage, he'd avoid because their fans would definitely notice his blush once Seokjin does something as simple as wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

His habit to flirt with the boys at home, especially when he's drunk, Yoongi has always avoided or ignored.

Because it isn't real.

He doesn't want Seokjin or the others or the fans or media to notice his love or the reddening of his cheeks.

But he can't help but be selfish when Seokjin wants to scent him, which always leads to blushing– especially when Seokjin says things like "my Yoongi" and looks at him with his eyes shifting into gold. It's not normal. None of this is normal and it confuses him.

So, he asks again. "Why?"

There's a sudden spike in Seokjin's scent; the usual pinewood smells dull and burnt. He holds tight onto Yoongi, almost desperately. "I'm sorry," he murmurs quickly into Yoongi's neck. "I just... I don't know." His voice shakes a little and it makes Yoongi frown, his own scent dulling.

"Don't know what, hyung?"

"What's wrong with me," Seokjin tells him, sounding exasperated. His body deflates, but he still holds tight onto Yoongi. "It's you, Yoongi. Those few months without you sucked. It was awful. I've never been without you for so long before a-and my alpha was going nuts. Wanted you to come back after the first night." He fists at Yoongi's hair. "And then you finally come back looking like this."

It's such a confession that Yoongi seriously does think he's dreaming. There's no way that after years of being oblivious, Seokjin would suddenly admit to all of this; it sounds way too much like an actual confession and not a friendly "I missed you."

"Hyung–"

"I'm so sorry." Seokjin squeezes so tight that he may crush the alpha under his arms. Yoongi pouts as Seokjin nuzzles into his neck and tells him, "Just forget it. Forget that I said that. I know it's weird. I didn't mean to be so creepy about it or anything like that."

"Hyung," Yoongi repeats. His heart is both beating quickly and clenching in his chest as Seokjin speaks more. He nudges the alpha off of him and Seokjin sits up, but his eyes are averted as Yoongi sits up as well. "Your alpha was going nuts? As in... how? And what do you mean by me 'looking like this'? Are you talking about my hair?"

He reaches for his hair, ruffling it as Seokjin watches him.

"It's so pretty... I don't know. I think... I think I like you," Seokjin mutters the last part so low that Yoongi almost can't hear it, but he definitely does and he definitely stares at Seokjin in shock. "I- I know it's weird. I'm sorry. I just feel so comfortable with you and I hated it when you were gone. I know you don't feel the same, but my mind just has a mind of its own, I swear–"

"Hey," Yoongi lightly laughs out, not making fun or joking at all. If anything, he's never felt so happy in his life and he's dumbfounded, but he doesn't need Seokjin to question his love because it's been there for far too long. Seokjin is so oblivious it hurts. "Hyung, It's okay."

Seokjin frowns and his head drops. "But I keep being weird. I keep trying to scent you and it's not right because you don't even like me like that and I'm just being all possessive–"

"Shh, shh." Yoongi lifts his hand to the alpha's cheek and makes their eyes meet, which hardly ever happens, but he wants to get his point across. "Alpha. I want you too. It's not weird, not at all."

There's only a few seconds where Seokjin's eyes widen in surprise, but then his eyebrows crease together and he presses his cheek further into Yoongi's hold. "God, I hope you aren't joking with me right now, Yoongi-yah."

"I could say the same to you," the younger alpha huffs out. "I've been waiting years for you to know how I felt."

Now, Seokjin's eyes widen and they stay that way even as Yoongi pulls him closer and presses their foreheads together.

"Years? Yoongi," he whispers as their eyes close and they take in each other's heavenly scents. "You should've told me. Hyung just confessed everything to you. What took you so long?"

"Dummy," Yoongi nudges his nose against Seokjin's. "Because I've been in love with you all this time. It's not something that I can easily confess, hyung."

His cheeks are cupped and before he knows it, he has a pair of lips mashed to his and everything turns into slow motion. Seokjin's lips are big and soft, so gentle against the younger alpha's. When Seokjin pulls away, he rests his forehead against Yoongi's again.

"Love me forever, please?"

Yoongi's eyes flutter open and for a brief moment, the two alphas meet eyes. Seokjin's are brown and pretty, soft and easy to get lost into. But Yoongi doesn't get lost in them for too long before he does the same thing Seokjin did before– he cups the alpha's cheeks and brings him in for another kiss, this time much more needy.

He's wanted to kiss the life out of Seokjin for far too long.

So he does.

He warms up to their scents which are raging with want, and he eases Seokjin down onto his bed so that he can lean in and kiss him to his heart's desire.

Seokjin has his legs halfway wrapped around Yoongi and Yoongi is sitting on his knees just below Seokjin, grazing his fingers against the alpha's scent gland as he kisses away at his plump lips.

The way Seokjin's lips part with such a small moan makes Yoongi's head dizzy. The alpha part of Yoongi is screaming and bouncing off of walls, eager as he slides his tongue against Seokjin's and gets a taste of what he thought he'd never have. Seokjin's kisses are sweet and Yoongi is usually gentle and sweet as well, but he's far too eager and his kiss breaks off so he can attach himself to Seokjin's scent gland instead.

Seokjin instantly gasps and moans as Yoongi's tongue laps over his neck, both of their scents spiking back and forth from love to lust.

"Alpha."

An intense shudder brings Yoongi back to his senses– to his alpha's senses. When he pulls away to look down at Seokjin, both of their eyes are daring gold, ready to let their alpha take over, and they don't want to stop. Their lips meet halfway again and Seokjin palms the back of Yoongi's head, tugging onto the alpha's hair as he kisses back.

Yoongi rocks his hips in the slightest to see how Seokjin will react and it's perfect, the way Seokjin lets out another cute moan into Yoongi's lips and grips tighter onto his hair.

"Hyung," Yoongi breathes out heavily as he pulls away from their kiss. Seokjin's eyes are golden and dilated. "Alpha," he corrects himself, which makes Seokjin's head turn to the side, averting his eyes.

"Yoon... Alpha... I've never bottomed before." Seokjin's ears are red and so is his neck. Yoongi is probably a blushing mess as well.

"I can do it then, or we could wait if that's what you want."

"No, no," Seokjin quickly says, looking back into the alpha's eyes. "I want to do it. I just wanted to let you know..."

Yoongi's heart swells with pure love and affection. He's always loved Seokjin's soft brown eyes, but the gold peeping back at him is just a reminder of how much both Seokjin and his alpha want him.

"Okay." He leans back in much slower this time and he presses a gentle kiss to Seokjin's cheek. "I'll go slow, hyung. Don't worry."

But it's Seokjin who tries rolling his hips against Yoongi. "Come on, then. Show hyung what years of pining looks like."

A smile breaks out onto Yoongi's face.

"Okay, okay."

He has to get out of their position and go find his hidden lube bottle– none of the boys have ever found it by accident, thankfully– and then he gets right back into position with Seokjin; Jin's settled himself right in the middle of Yoongi's bed and he's already stripped his pants, but nothing else. He's cute, just lying on Yoongi's bed in his underwear and t-shirt.

"Getting all ready for me, hyung?" Yoongi asks as he gets between his legs. He slides his fingers just under the hem of the alpha's shirt, their skin meeting. "What about the rest, hm?"

Seokjin doesn't get the chance to take the rest off because Yoongi beats him to the action. He slowly skims his fingers up both sides of Seokjin's waist, earning a shiver and the tiniest squirm.

"You're just teasing me." Seokjin pouts.

Yoongi smiles as Seokjin gripes and he pushes the t-shirt only halfway up before he leans down between Seokjin's legs and kisses just above the waistband of his underwear. A sharp gasp leaves Seokjin's lips and he grabs ahold of Yoongi's hair again for leverage.

It doesn't stay a firm hold for long, however. The moment Yoongi starts to lick and suck a hickey right there, Seokjin's hand goes lax and he slightly bucks his hips up into the kiss. It's cute how hard he gets so quickly.

Yoongi takes ahold of the waistband and slowly pulls it down over Seokjin's dick, smug as Seokjin whines at the slide of the fabric against him.

Yoongi only dips down a bit further to press his lips against the rosey tip of Seokjin's dick. It earns such a needy moan and curse from the alpha. Like heaven to Yoongi's ears; something he can't believe is caused by himself– yet he totally can. Because as he kisses his dick yet again, Yoongi knows exactly what he's doing.

He's aware that Seokjin is sensitive because with every gentle kiss, Seokjin's dick twitches in anticipation.

"Alpha, please."

Yoongi shudders and his mind screams 'make him feel good' and so he does, this time parting his lips and taking the very tip of Seokjin's dick into his mouth, lapping his tongue around to tease him more. Seokjin bucks up and curses, gripping tighter than ever onto Yoongi's hair.

He's so sensitive that Yoongi thinks he's going to come by this alone, so he pulls off and looks up at the alpha. His soft hair has fallen off of his forehead and his lips are dark as if he's bitten or sucked on them– or maybe it's from kissing Yoongi a minute ago.

"Are you ready for more, alpha?" Yoongi asks, making sure it's really what he wants. Seokjin eyes meet his and he gulps.

"Please."

All this begging has the younger alpha buzzing. "Okay, okay."

So, he takes the lube bottle and quickly gets to work. An amount of little gasps and moans leaves Seokjin's lips as Yoongi circles his fingers around his hole and Seokjin is tight when he pushes his fingers in, but the alpha eventually relaxes into the stretch and even begins rocking his hips into it.

"More," he begs for a third finger. His eyes are hardly staying open and his lips are parted into small pants.

When Yoongi adds a third finger, he decides to let Seokjin get a taste of what's to come. He pushes his fingers deeper and goes slightly faster, cursing to himself as Seokjin's body jerks and he lets out a louder, needier moan.

"Y-Yoon." Seokjin grips tight onto the bottom of his shirt and pulls it just above his chest to hold it even closer. "Fuck, it feels s-so good."

The sight alone could definitely make Yoongi pop a knot in his pants, so he takes his fingers out of Seokjin and despite the older's pout and whine in protest, he doesn't continue fingering Seokjin.

He starts stripping everything he's got on and Seokjin does the same with his shirt until they're both naked and pressed up against each other again. Yoongi gets back into kissing position, both moaning as their lips meet and as Yoongi's dick presses against his ass.

Yoongi lets Seokjin take over their kiss as he takes his focus away and grabs ahold of his dick to line it up and tease Seokjin with it. Seokjin nibbles at Yoongi's lower lip, waiting, but it turns into a harder bite as Yoongi finally gives in and pushes past the alpha's rim.

A groan is pulled from deep inside of Seokjin as he pulls away from this kiss and Yoongi notices how bright gold Seokjin's eyes are as they flutter in complete bliss.

"Fuck," Yoongi groans as well.

When he's fully in, he wastes no time and begins with a slow pace. The pace is just as slow as he was fingering Seokjin to start with, but he picks up his pace as they both become speechless and too lost into the pleasure.

He fucks slow and hard, and he wonders how Seokjin would fuck him in return– if he'd go slow and easy, fast and needily, lovingly or rough, and he wonders what type of kinks and things Seokjin is into– but he doesn't let the thought distract him, he lets it rile him up, lets the thought of Seokjin fucking him make him strive to do the best for the alpha under him.

So he does his best with what he knows so far, knowing that as he licks and kisses over Seokjin's neck that the alpha would moan out and roll his hips down into the feeling.

"I-I'll come," Seokjin murmurs breathlessly.

Yoongi's teeth graze over the alpha's scent gland and they both moan. "Do it, hyung. Be good, come for your alpha."

Seokjin inhales a sharp breath and Yoongi can feel how the alpha clenches over his dick as he comes, which only makes Yoongi groan and makes his own dick twitch inside of him. He fucks Seokjin through both of their orgasms and just as he feels it coming, he pulls out of Seokjin and leans up to jerk himself off, cursing as he shoots cum over Seokjin's dick and over Seokjin's own mess.

"My god," Seokjin lets out as he watches. His eyes are still gold and his voice is still fucked out, but he sounds more like himself as he says, "I can't believe you just came on me."

Yoongi chuckles, his shoulders and thighs becoming less tense from his orgasm because Seokjin always knows how to lighten and ease someone up. "I can't believe we just had sex."

"Was that on your bucket list, Yoongichi?"

"Not exactly," Yoongi responds matter-of-factly, "but it could be on my weekly to-do list if that's something you want, you know."

Seokjin's eyes close gently and he has the softest laugh, the cutest smile forming on his face. "I need to take a shower. If you wanna talk about to-do lists filled with that sort of thing, then you've gotta let your alpha be clean first. And also you have to kiss me as payment."

The younger alpha pouts.

"But if you take a shower, our scents will get washed off of you."

"Ah, you cute little alpha." Seokjin smiles as he sits up and presses his lips right into Yoongi's, pecking softly at his pout. "I want your scent on me just as much as you do. Don't worry, we can scent each other after my shower. But I am not laying here with lube and cum all over me, you maniac."

Yoongi chuckles. "Okay, fine. I'll be here when you get back then."

"I know you will."

So, he lets Seokjin sneak down the hall to take a shower and he cleans himself up as well, then lays in bed with his phone playing one of his favorite songs– one of the songs that he wrote and finished, with lyrics and all, about his love for Seokjin.

When Seokjin gets back and he's all fresh and clean, they snuggle in bed and rub their scents together, kissing gently at each other's skin. After the song plays again on repeat, Seokjin pulls away from Yoongi and looks into his eyes.

"This song is lovely. You don't usually sing or do such slow rapping like this." He presses his forehead up to Yoongi's and mutters quietly, "I'm starting to think that the lyrics were meant for a certain someone, though. Correct me if I'm wrong."

Yoongi can't help but smile as he presses his lips to Seokjin's.

When he pulls away, Seokjin laughs lightly to himself. "You're much cuter since you confessed to me, Yoongichi. You love language really is music, huh? How many songs have you written about me, hm?"

"Probably too many."

"There's no such thing," Seokjin argues assuredly. "And I wanna hear every single one of them. As your alpha, I say that we should be listening to them all right now– we should even make a song together, Yoongichi! It could be our song!"

Yoongi's never felt happier to hear Seokjin not only call himself his alpha, but to see how eager Seokjin is to listen to the songs he'd been afraid to share and even deciding that they should make one together.

It's all he's ever wanted and more.

"Let's do it then, alpha."

His alpha.

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the end

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