There's such a sweetness to Jungkook in this moment, his voice rich and warm and full of love, and Yoongi loves him so much his heart aches. He wonders again, as he digs into his backpack, how he got so incredibly lucky. To find this kind of love so young, to know that, whatever else life holds for him, he'll have Jungkook at his side — things were so hard for so long and now it's like the sun's come back out from behind the clouds and sometimes he doesn't know if he knows how to handle that. Doesn't know if there's any way to ever show Jungkook the depth of his love, of his gratitude. He'll just have to keep trying.
It's the work of a few moments to find the lube he's looking for, along with a couple of ribbons, and place them on the nightstand. He's grateful for that, too, for the speed and efficiency with which he's able to get back over to Jungkook, sitting beside him. "And I go where you lead, too," he says, lifting a hand to Jungkook's cheek, leaning in for a soft, sweet kiss. It doesn't escape his notice that Jungkook hasn't budged, has left his hands still bound, and a moment later, he drops his hand to rest on his wrists. It isn't just the sense of being in control that Yoongi enjoys so much; he likes this maybe more than any of the rest of it, the feeling that Jungkook trusts him so completely, without reservations.
"I want to tie you up," he says, watching as he tugs gently at the shirt. "Is that okay?" He doesn't doubt that it is, but he wants to hear it, to always give Jungkook a choice. He only wishes he'd had a chance to do a little research so he could attempt the kind of bondage he knows Jungkook is curious about. Next time, he tells himself. When they do that, he wants to be sure he's doing it right.
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It's the work of a few moments to find the lube he's looking for, along with a couple of ribbons, and place them on the nightstand. He's grateful for that, too, for the speed and efficiency with which he's able to get back over to Jungkook, sitting beside him. "And I go where you lead, too," he says, lifting a hand to Jungkook's cheek, leaning in for a soft, sweet kiss. It doesn't escape his notice that Jungkook hasn't budged, has left his hands still bound, and a moment later, he drops his hand to rest on his wrists. It isn't just the sense of being in control that Yoongi enjoys so much; he likes this maybe more than any of the rest of it, the feeling that Jungkook trusts him so completely, without reservations.
"I want to tie you up," he says, watching as he tugs gently at the shirt. "Is that okay?" He doesn't doubt that it is, but he wants to hear it, to always give Jungkook a choice. He only wishes he'd had a chance to do a little research so he could attempt the kind of bondage he knows Jungkook is curious about. Next time, he tells himself. When they do that, he wants to be sure he's doing it right.