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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Kim_Taehyung_|_V/Min_Yoongi_|_Suga
  Character:
      Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Getting_Together, Fluff_and_Smut, Bottom_Yoongi, Top
      Taehyung, Riding, Love_Confessions, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School,
      Same_Age_Taegi, Rimming, Barebacking, Come_Eating, Pansexual_Character,
      taegi_-_Freeform, Fluff, Smut, Anal_Sex
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      Published: 2016-07-01 Words: 4123
****** So Your Mom Hates Me ******
by uddyuddy
Summary
     Yoongi's ex-best friend hates him, along with his parents. The lights
     go out in the city and so does their common sense.
Notes
     [http://cdn.instructables.com/FS6/6CNY/FA190VMF/
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Just in case you have no idea what I'm talking about near the end :)
Also, Taehyung and Yoongi are both the same age in this.
See the end of the work for more notes
Yoongi sighs as the light turns green. He tightens his grip on the steering
wheel and turns it. He's driving down that same road he's been avoiding for the
past year and a half. He was going to Taehyung's house to drop off a textbook
the idiot had left in class.
The same Taehyung that Yoongi had been best friends with since the beginning of
middle school. The same Taehyung he had been attached to by the hip all the way
into their third year of high school. The same Taehyung whose mom told him to
stop talking to her son as though she were afraid Yoongi coming out would
affect Taehyung.
So Yoongi spent his entire summer alone that year. His entirety of the school
year was spent trying to find a new friend group and someone to even try to
fill Taehyung's role in his life. Yet no one did. Yoongi couldn't remember the
last time he's felt so lonely.
He blamed himself about the whole thing, no matter how much everyone else said
it wasn't his fault. Yoongi couldn't help it if he were a proud pansexual. He
was usually very open about the topic. He made so many jokes about it that no
one was really bothered by the fact that Min Yoongi, one of the coolest guys on
campus, was indeed not straight. Anything but straight.
So when Yoongi had lost his best friend, it had hit him like a freight train.
All the emotions swallowed him up whole and now he was more cautious about who
knew his sexual preferences. And yet here Yoongi is, driving down the street to
visit the one person who made him believe being comfortable with yourself was
wrong.
He pulls up into the driveway. There's only one other vehicle there; Taehyung's
old 2009 Subaru. Yoongi steps out of the car with the heavy math textbook under
his arm. He walks up to the doorstep and locks his car. Before he can even
knock, the door is opening to a sleepy Taehyung.
"Hyung!" all exhaustion that was previously hidden in Taehyung's eyes were
gone.
His excitement startled Yoongi, and he jumped back a little. Taehyung sends him
an apologetic smile which Yoongi returns.
"Sorry if I woke you up," Yoongi says, scratching the back of his head. "Even
though it's only like 8:50."
"It's all good. If you hadn't come I would've fallen asleep on the couch,"
Taehyung replies.
Yoongi almost hates how casual Taehyung is. The first week after Taehyung's
mother told them to stop talking, Yoongi could barely look him in the eye.
Their interactions were reduced to mere smiles in the hallway and small
'Hello's' when necessary, which was very rare.
Yoongi doesn't remember the last time seeing Taehyung's bright eyes this close.
"So, how are you?" Taehyung bites his lip.
Yoongi blushes and ignores his question completely.
"Oh, that's right! Sorry," Yoongi hands him the textbook. "You forgot this in
class today and Ms. Lee asked if anyone knew where to find you. It was the last
period of the day and no one else knew where you lived, so."
Taehyung takes the book from him, "Ah, I see." He nods. "Thank you, though. I
was freaking out trying to find it earlier."
"Yeah, of cour--"
All of a sudden, it's dark. Yoongi's eyes adjust and he can see Taehyung's eyes
through the shadows. They're full of concern. He feels a hand on his wrist
that's so comforting he can only associate it to Taehyung. The hand pulls him
inside the house and Yoongi complies.
"Taehyung, what are you doing?" Yoongi questions as they walk further into the
house.
He hasn't even taken off his shoes. He feels rude.
"Going to check the radio and grab flashlights. Duh," Taehyung says it with a
playfulness that shouldn't be there during a blackout.
"Oh, yeah," Yoongi says dumbly as he follows Taehyung through the darkness.
Taehyung stops abruptly to grab the flashlights off a bookshelf. Yoongi crashes
into his backside and feels his face heat up when Taehyung immediately turns to
wrap an arm around his waist to steady him. Yoongi thanks him as he takes a
flashlight.
He isn't sure whether he's thanking him for the flashlight or for catching him.
They get to the kitchen and Taehyung reaches for the small, battery powered
radio in the corner of the counter. He turns it on and flips through the
stations before they hear the panicked voice of a reporter.
"There has already been three accidents on the roads since the power in
multiple portions of the city has gone out. We ask that you stay where you are
until the power goes back on,"
"Shit," Yoongi mutters under his breath, hoping Taehyung wouldn't hear him.
"What was that?" Taehyung asks innocently, but doesn't turn to look at him.
Yoongi lies, "N-nothing."
In all honesty, he just doesn't want to spend the night at Taehyung's. He would
suggest him walking home, but he knew Taehyung wouldn't let that slide. It was
dangerous, maybe even more so than driving on the roads.
"Stay,"
"Huh?"
"I don't know what I'd do if you left and got hurt, hyung,"
Yoongi gulps audibly. He doesn't want to hear this right now. Not after
Taehyung and him haven't had a real conversation in nearly a year and a half.
This wasn't okay in the slightest.
"Tae-ah, I really shouldn't," Yoongi frowns.
He can hear the disappointment in the sigh Taehyung lets out, "Hyung, my
parents are on a business trip if that's what you're worried about."
"What?"
Yoongi watches him shake his head, "Hyung, you're uncomfortable because of my
parents. I didn't mean to push you away. I wanted to stay friends with you."
"Your parents didn't want me to talk to you, Tae," Yoongi contradicts. "They
even made sure I erased your contact from my phone."
Taehyung brushes past Yoongi who follows him to the living room. They turn on
their flashlights and head upstairs. Even with the light, Taehyung manages to
trip on three steps on their way.
They end up in his bedroom. The same room which Yoongi slept in over half of
every week. He kicks off his shoes and sits down next to Taehyung who has
flopped down on the bed on his back.
"Yoongi, it's not like my parents could have monitored me at school," Taehyung
points out. "I still wanted to talk to you, but you were avoiding me so much I
just stopped chasing you. I thought you hated me."
"Are you shitting me?" Yoongi scoffs as he falls back next to Taehyung. "I
thought you hated me."
Taehyung looks at Yoongi who is staring at the ceiling, "Well, whatever made
your delusional mind think that, you were wrong, sadly."
Yoongi sighs. He's angry with himself. This whole time he was so frustrated
with Taehyung, assuming that he too was homophobic. He brings his hands to his
face and hides in them.
"I hate-- Oh my goodness," Yoongi growls.
Taehyung chuckles, "What?"
"I hate myself," Yoongi mumbles.
"Don't," Taehyung lowers his voice. "Please don't."
His arms wrap around Yoongi and pull him close. The smaller male lets himself
be hugged by Taehyung. His face is pressed into the younger's chest. He slings
his leg over Taehyung's and rolls over onto his stomach so he's lying down on
top of him.
"Hyung, you're heavy," Taehyung giggles and rests his arms around Yoongi's
back.
Yoongi returns the bright smile, "Mm, but I'm cute."
"Yep," he laughs.
Yoongi blushes. He doesn't know if Taehyung is joking and whether or not he
wants him to be kidding at all. It's nerve wracking; being this close to
someone you haven't spoken to in a year and a half. It's scary and Yoongi is
terrified.
"I'm sorry," Yoongi says quietly, resting his chin on his hands.
"Don't be. I should be the one apologizing. I never chased after you. I'm
sorry," Taehyung smiles pathetically.
"But I pushed you away," Yoongi counters.
Taehyung looks his hyung in the eyes, "And it was my job to go after you. It
was one job. I failed to do that."
"Since when are you so mature?" Yoongi laughs.
"I'm a lot more level headed than you think, hyung," that makes Yoongi smile.
"I guess it's just been that long, hm?" Yoongi muses.
Taehyung nods, "Apparently."
They lay there together in silence. It's comforting, just being with each other
again. Neither of them really mind the quiet surroundings. They still had so
much in common and catching up to do, but it was hard to even find a place to
start.
Yoongi is falling asleep when Taehyung lays his hand on the elder's. Taehyung
flinches when his hand makes contact with Yoongi's. His hands are freezing cold
and it worries him. Yoongi whines when Taehyung grasps his hands firmly this
time.
"Tae-ah, your hands are hot," Yoongi mumbles.
His eyes are still closed and he looks like a fluffy kitten. Taehyung chuckles.
"And your hands are ice. My hands are fine, thank you very much," Taehyung
jokes. "It's been getting colder now that autumn's almost over, huh? That and
the heater's off."
"No shit, Taehyung," Yoongi grumbles.
Taehyung giggles at his childish behaviour.
Yoongi tells him to shut up before he's being picked up by Taehyung. He places
him over his shoulder, an arm wrapped safely around his waist. Carefully, he
stands up and starts tugging at the covers of his bed with his free hand. He
rearranges the pillows and places Yoongi back down on the bed.
"What time is it?" Yoongi opens one eye, staring up at Taehyung who is getting
dressed into more comfortable clothing.
Taehyung unlocks his phone which is going to die soon, "9:37."
"C'mere," Yoongi says sleepily.
"Hold on, let me change. You want to change too?" Taehyung holds up a pair of
basketball shorts and the same big sweater that Yoongi used to steal from him
all the time.
Yoongi nods, "Please."
Taehyung smiles and figures that there's no way Yoongi is willing to get up at
this point. So he walks over to the bed and kneels down next to him. He unzips
the pants and gently tugs down Yoongi's jeans, replacing them with the shorts.
Yoongi thanks him and helps him with the shirt. Taehyung places the oversized
sweater on him. He ruffles up Yoongi's silver hair in the process and cant help
but feel he looks like a child.
"You're so cute, hyung,"
"Shush," Yoongi groans as he falls back onto the pillows beneath him.
"Mm, but it's true,"
Yoongi doesn't respond right away, but when he does, he sounds flustered, "Th-
thanks."
"Aww," Taehyung coos, flopping down next to him.
Yoongi wants to tell Taehyung he's too close, but he can't. He wants to point
out that their faces are only centimeters apart. To push him away, but he just
can't find it in himself to do so.
Yoongi doesn't remember the last time he's been in such an intimate situation
with Taehyung. Or with anyone for that matter.
"I've missed you," Taehyung says finally.
The sentence breaks both the silence hanging in the air and Yoongi's heart. He
feels like crying.
"I've missed you too," Yoongi whispers, smiling.
Taehyung grins, "I've missed your eye smile."
"Be quiet," Yoongi shushes him again.
"Can I?"
The simple question confuses Yoongi to no end. He has no idea what he means and
can't form an answer before Taehyung is pressing his lips to his. Yoongi goes
rigid. He tries to comprehend what's happening. He can't, so he settles for
kissing back.
Taehyung pulls away first. He looks scared. Yoongi can hardly believe him. He
looks like a confused puppy, even if it was him who initiated the kiss.
"Sorry, was that okay?" Taehyung sounds so nervous.
Yoongi chuckles, already leaning in again, "Shut up and kiss me again, idiot."
Taehyung smiles against his lips. The kiss is slow and in no way rushed. It's
relaxing and comforting. It's been ages being this close to each other, let
alone this intimate.
They've shared a few small pecks here and there while they were messing around
in their freshman years. Most of them were accidental, others not so much.
Sometimes Yoongi thought it was Taehyung who made him so not straight.
Yoongi turns over onto his side and soon is sitting on top of Taehyung. He's
straddling him as he leans down to give him an open mouthed kiss. It's slow and
careful while Taehyung shyly places his hands on the smaller's waist.
Cautiously, they move down to Yoongi's ass. He begins groping him which brings
a loud moan from Yoongi that goes right down Taehyung's throat and to his
crotch.
Yoongi begins to slowly roll his hips against Taehyung's hardening cock. This
time, it's the younger who moans from the stimulation. Yoongi laughs at
Taehyung's sensitivity and begins rocking back and forth, grinding their hips
together.
Taehyung blushes because he can't believe he's already fully hard. He really
does feel like the young, hormonal teenager everyone stereotypes them as.
"Yoongi, please, I'm going to come. Stop," Taehyung gasps as Yoongi begins to
grind down harder.
Yoongi stops almost immediately to his surprise. Taehyung pulls him down for
another kiss. There's so much love passing from their mouths into the other's.
Yoongi lets out a prolonged breath that leaves him breathless.
It feels so right with Taehyung; even after everything they went through.
He listened to every detail as Taehyung repeated his name breathlessly over and
over again as Yoongi pulled the younger's cock out. Taehyung bit his lip at the
feeling of the cold air that had washed over his burning cock. The feeling was
quickly replaced by the warmth of Yoongi's hand. Yoongi began to jerk him off
as he leaned in for another kiss.
"Up, Yoongs," Taehyung whispers.
Yoongi whines but pulls away. He lifts up his arms above his head and the
sleeves still cover his fingertips. He looks so small and it reminds Taehyung
of their days in middle school. Yoongi would only ever wear oversized clothing,
had flushed cheeks, and pale, glowing skin everywhere else.
Yoongi whimpers as the sweater is pulled off of him. The cold air makes his
nipples harden. Taehyung eagerly leans forward to suckle on them.
He whines and arches his back into the feeling of Taehyung's warm tongue. The
movements make his clothed ass grind against Taehyung's leaking cock. Taehyung
gasps and lifts Yoongi off of him to pull his sweatpants and underwear down.
Yoongi kneels next to him on the bed and with little to no grace, takes off his
own remaining clothing too.
Taehyung brings Yoongi back to sit on his lap, kissing him again. Yoongi leans
forward in a way that makes their dicks brush together. The elder whines at
finally getting contact. Taehyung smiles sweetly before thrusting up against
Yoongi.
"TaeTae-ah, I'm going to--" Taehyung presses his lips to Yoongi's to cut him
off.
His movements slow down as well, much to Yoongi's dismay. He's about to
complain until Taehyung reaches over and reaches into his bedside table to grab
a small bottle. He lets out one of the cutest noises Taehyung's ever had the
pleasure of hearing as he coats his fingers in lube.
Taehyung reaches around Yoongi's pretty thighs and inserts the first finger.
Yoongi lets out a small whine that leaves Taehyung breathless. So he begins
curling his finger. Yoongi hurries him and it's not long before the second and
third digits are added.
Yoongi is starting to hurt as Taehyung begins moving his fingers with more
vigor. He leans forward and buries his face into the other teenager's neck.
He's blushing at the embarrassment of everything.
Taehyung starts kissing his shoulders in attempts to ease the pain. He pulls
out his fingers. It makes such a vulgar noise that Yoongi whines. His puckered
hole clenches around nothing and he feels cold and empty. Taehyung groans,
thinking about what's to come.
He's about to be inside his best friend. He's about to be the closest to anyone
he's ever been in his entire life. Taehyung shivers as he takes his dick into
his hand.
Yoongi whimpers loudly because Taehyung's cock is dragging across his ass. The
head is leaking with so much precum that its trail leaves his cheeks cold. He
positions his dick at Yoongi's entrance.
"Please," Yoongi breathes out into Taehyung's neck.
Taehyung hums and Yoongi can feel the vibrations when he does. Yoongi feels the
tip of Taehyung's cock enter him and he gasps loudly. The feeling is already so
different compared to just a few fingers.
"Baby, breathe," Taehyung mumurs, his breath fanning over Yoongi's ear.
Yoongi shudders. He's never been called 'Baby' before. He takes a few shaky
breaths and lets himself relax. Carefully he lowers himself on Taehyung's cock
while the latter rubs his back comfortingly. As soon as he's fully seated on
the other teen's lap, Yoongi moans.
Taehyung leaves open mouthed kisses all along Yoongi's neck and shoulders. He
bites every so often and begins sucking. Yoongi seems to melt under his touch.
Yoongi slowly lifts himself up again. Taehyung places his hands on those
beautiful thighs as he drops down forcefully. They groan in unison. Yoongi
keeps up his pace, leaving them both breathless.
"I want you to move too," Yoongi whispers as he leaves kisses along Taehyung's
cheekbone.
Taehyung frowns, "Ar-are you sure I won't hurt you, babe?"
Yoongi nods, giving him a quick smile before he leans in and gives him a chaste
kiss. Taehyung kisses back and begins to thrust in. Yoongi gives a loud groan
and Taehyung checks to make sure he's actually okay.
After Yoongi tells him to "Shut up and get to it, or I'll cut your dick off
once we're done," Taehyung continues.
They've found a rythm, Yoongi falling back down as Taehyung thrusts upwards.
It's slow and loving at first until Yoongi tells him to go faster. The pace is
picked up but there's still so much love in their movements; even when Yoongi
feels the tears welling up in his eyes.
Yoongi's legs begin shaking after a while so Taehyung carefully pulls out.
Yoongi whines but quickly shuts his mouth when he's being placed on his back.
He cries out when Taehyung thrusts back in him with one fluid movement.
Taehyung thrusts his hips sharply. They're both drowning in the pleasure and
are getting drunk off the sounds of their skin slapping and the moans from
their partner. Yoongi's back arches off the bed when he hits his prostate.
Taehyung begins to suck at Yoongi's neck and create hickeys while he continues
to aim for his prostate. Yoongi wraps his legs around Taehyung's waist. His
feet dig into the soft flesh of his ass and Taehyung groans loudly. He pulls
him deeper inside of him and they moan.
"I'm- I'm coming, Tae," Yoongi stutters.
The silver haired male shuts his eyes tightly as he he comes all over his
chest. His body shudders and his hole clenches around Taehyung's cock. It only
encourages Taehyung to speed up until he reaches his climax.
His body stills as he comes into the smaller male. Yoongi gasps because he
already feels full with Taehyung inside of him. But the feeling of him
ejaculating is indescribable. The only thing that comes to mind is amazing.
They both whimper as he pulls out and streams of cum spills out onto Yoongi's
delicate thighs. Taehyung leans down and licks all the cum that's trickled
down. He moves his tongue up until he's at Yoongi's entrance.
"Tae, oh my God," Yoongi gasps.
The red head begins sucking on his pink, used hole in earnest. While Taehyung
seems to be unphased by, relishing, the lewd sounds of his sucking, Yoongi is
terrified. He's blushing and his face is heating up again from the
embarrassment.
It only gets worse when Taehyung actually dips his tongue into his hole. Yoongi
always knew his best friend had a long tongue whenever they danced together for
fun and he'd stick it out in habit. He never thought it would be so useful.
Taehyung's practically slurping up all of the release he's left inside of
Yoongi. The latter's right hand ends up tangled in Taehyung's soft hair. Yoongi
is getting overwhelmed so he pulls him up by his hair to bring him up for a
kiss. Taehyung moans softly.
"Do I taste good?" Taehyung smirks.
Yoongi chuckles and pulls him down to lay next to him, "Seriously, shut up."
Taehyung closes his eyes and smiles, "I'll take that as a yes."
Yoongi glances over at the boy who's laid down on his back comfortably with his
hands on his chest. He places a hand over Taehyung's and it makes him open his
eyes to look at his new lover.
Yoongi curls up on his side, his face pressed up into the taller teen's
shoulder. He's hugging his bicep and about to fall asleep when he feels
Taehyung move and mumble his apologies.
"Where are you going?" Yoongi sniffles from his running nose. "Don't leave."
Taehyung is walking over to the edge of the bed. He leans down and picks up
some things. As much as Yoongi is annoyed he got up, he appreciates the
gorgeous view of Taehyung's bum.
Before he crawls back under the covers, Taehyung slips on his sweatpants from
earlier. He leaves out the underwear because he has genuinely no idea where
they've thrown it. That and it was probably stained with precum that he did not
want on him at the moment.
Once he's next to Yoongi, he lifts him up gently and places his sweater back on
him. Both of them are only half dressed but it doesn't really matter. If they
get cold they have each other.
Taehyung grins and taps Yoongi's cold nose with a finger, "Look at you. You're
freezing, hyung."
Yoongi blushes and brings the blanket back up to cover his face. Taehyung
giggles and gets in next to him. He pulls the blanket down and places a gentle
kiss to Yoongi's equally cold, chapped lips.
"So cute," Taehyung whispers.
Yoongi huffs and recieves a kiss to his forehead in return. He moves forward
and presses his face into Taehyung's bare chest. Yoongi feels Taehyung chuckle
more than he hears it. And he loves every second of it.
He also hears the sound of a switch going off. But Yoongi is tired and warm and
doesn't exactly give a flying fluff about what it is.
"Yoongs, look up," Taehyung murmurs softly, giving his hyung's forehead a soft
prod of his fingers.
Reluctantly, Yoongi turns his head to look up at the ceiling. He doesn't give
it a second thought before he's smiling widely. He's showing off his gums, and
he doesn't realize in the slightest how quickly Taehyung finds himself falling
in love.
On the ceiling is the bright light coming from one of their flashlights. And in
the ring of light, there's Taehyung's doggy shadow formed with his hand. Slowly
he begins moving the dog's mouth, all the while making cute little barks to
accompany it all.
"Oh my God," Yoongi giggles, hitting Taehyung gently.
Taehyung laughs, "Don't worry, it gets better."
"I can only imagine," Yoongi replies, rolling his eyes.
"Trust me," Taehyung says reassuringly.
Yoongi chuckles softly and waits expectantly.
"I missed you so, so much," Taehyung says, moving the dog's mouth.
Yoongi pulls Taehyung's hand down and puts his own in front of the flashlight,
"I missed you too, but you're an idiot."
Taehyung smiles and turns his head to give Yoongi a kiss on the lips.
He puts his hand back up, opposite of Yoongi's from the light, "I love you."
"I love you too, Kim Taehyung," Yoongi replies.
Taehyung pauses, thinking about his next sentence. He isn't sure if what he
wants to say is appropriate at all. But hey, how is he ever going to know if he
doens't say it, right?
He begins moving his pinky finger again and moves the mouth of the dog, "Min
Yoongi, will you be my boyfriend?"
Yoongi doesn't say anything. And his shadow puppet doesn't move either.
Taehyung is almost 90 percent sure that he's just screwed everything up.
Yoongi's stilled hand eventually falls back to his chest.
Yoongi turns his head to look at Taehyung. He pulls him into a kiss which
Taehyung sighs into, relieved. He brings his hand which was once in the air to
Yoongi's face, cupping his plush cheeks.
"I love you so much, Taehyung,"
"I love you, Yoongi,"
End Notes
     Apologies, this is very rushed and strange. The very beginning about
     his best friend's parents hating him for coming out as pansexual is
     very self indulgent. Sorry, heh (:
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