Handful of sunshine
He wanted it, he wanted it so badly, but it was so sudden he didn’t know anything anymore. All he knew was that he loved how close Yoongi was right now, how warm and safe he made him feel and how the way he was looking at him stripped him down from all the confidence he had ever had.
“Come on.”
Hoseok managed to whisper with a shaky voice, before Yoongi’s lips crushed against his in quick, strong kiss. He felt his arms pulling him even closer, his fingers digging deeply into his jacket, his lips trying to find the best way to taste him. Hoseok forgot how to breath, all he wanted to inhale was Yoongi’s scent. Despite the coldness of the room, he suddenly felt like he had a fever, only the older boy’s cold fingers slipping under the layers of his shirts reassuring him he wasn’t burning alive.