Summary: After a night that changed everything, your relationship with Hoseok has been ambiguous at best. You blame yourself for this, but who are you to change how things have always been? So you go along with this, because you can never say no to him. However, you didn’t take into account that someone else has had their eyes on you: Jeon Jungkook. FWB!AU/BFF!Hoseok, a continuation of Say No to This.
Members: Hoseok, ft. Jungkook being a fairly decent guy
Word Count: 9.2k
Genre: Smut, Angst, some fluff
A/N: While this is a continuation of Say No to This, I wouldn’t necessarily say that it’s essential to read in order to understand this story. That being said, feel free to read it, as it gives some insight into Hoseok. And also because Hoseok is great.
“Hobi, please, what if they hear us?” You gasp out as Hoseok buries his face in your neck, pressing you against the door of Namjoon’s guest room. Through the wood, you could still feel the heavy beat of the music from the party pulsing. He nips at the skin of your neck, causing you to arch your back against him.
“Well, you’ll just have to keep quiet then, won’t you?” He says, his hot breath hitting your ear. This isn’t like Hoseok, this isn’t like either of you. Ever since that night, you’ve made sure to confine your activities to your apartment, sometimes his. (Not just to the bedroom, though. He made good on that promise to have you against the kitchen counter that next morning. Very good.)
“I can keep quiet. But you? I’m not so sure.” You smirk as you bring your hand up to palm him through his jeans, and he groans at the contact. Having known Hoseok so long, you are well aware of his loud nature. And that loudness definitely carried over to the bedroom. You’ve had plenty of time to get acquainted with the noises he makes.
“Shit, Y/N.” He lets out a moan, but quickly tries to muffle it in your hair. This is risky, doing this at a party. Usually, if either of you got worked up in public, you’d come up with some excuse to leave, making sure you both had different excuses and spaced out your departures, but always rendezvousing back at your place.
In the back of your head, you know that all this sneaking around isn’t necessary. At least it shouldn’t be. This wouldn’t be a problem if you guys had an actual relationship. All it’s been is just fucking, interspersed with the usual movie nights of course. No dates, no intimate conversations that aren’t sexual.
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