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    Taehyung accidentally kisses Yoongi in the morning after.

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    10 Feb 2021

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    He exhaled a shaky breath, frozen, as Yoongi's hand came up to cup his cheek. He squeezed his eyes shut, preparing for the worst, preparing for the heartbreak. He expected Yoongi to kick him out, to end this arrangement, maybe the friendship.

    "Tae, baby, look at me." His eyes snapped open at the pet name. His bottom lip jutted out, forming a pout, and Yoongi couldn't help but chuckle softly. "I really, really do not care if you think you broke the rules."

  2. Public Bookmark 61

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    "You're telling me," Yoongi begins, voice flat, "that the perfect opportunity to show Taehyung I'm interested in him is to ask him to put a sheet mask on my bare ass?"
    Jimin nods eagerly. "Absolutely, no doubt about it."
    Yoongi shrugs. "Alright, I'm in."

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    Yoongi tries out a butt sheet mask and has to ask his roommate, Taehyung, to help put it on.

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    08 Feb 2021

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    Just as Yoongi thinks he might explode, thinks he has to start rolling his hips, Taehyung's hands disappear and he feels the bed shift. "I think it's been fifteen minutes, hyung," Taehyung whispers. His voice is breathy, hoarse, like he's just run a marathon. "I'll just, um, take it off?"

    "Okay, Tae-yah." Yoongi doesn't want this to end. He's not sure what he expected to happen, really. A dramatic love confession? Taehyung immediately shoving his tongue in Yoongi's ass to eat him out? He would have accepted either or both. The massage was nice, definitely, but Yoongi throbs for more. Literally.

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    “Hey,” he tries, “hey darlin’, can you pass me the milk?”

    “Oh sure,” Sam responds after a long pause. “Here you go. Sweetie.”

    “Thanks, hon, you’re a real doll,” Bucky drawls, and pours himself another bowl of cereal, tops up his coffee, takes a mouthful of milk straight from the carton just for good measure. Sam narrows his eyes.

    “That’s disgusting,” he sighs, and Bucky makes deliberate eye contact, swallows another mouthful. Sam holds his gaze. “Cupcake, come on, I gotta drink that shit, stop putting your mouth all over it.”

    “I’ll put my mouth all over wherever I want,” Bucky tells him. “Sweetheart.”

    “Will you just,” Sam mutters, and sips his black coffee like he’s totally unruffled, and Bucky is startled to discover that he’s the one who’s blushing. Shit. Maybe this was a tactical error.

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    08 Feb 2021

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    He passes Sam one of the mugs. Presses his palm flat between Sam’s shoulder blades, just for a minute, and feels Sam release all the tension he’s holding. They drink their cocoa in silence, the soft light from the kitchen just touching the edges of Sam’s face. Highlighting the curve of his cheek.

    “Hey,” Sam says when they’re done, as they’re heading back into their respective bedrooms. “Thanks, Bucky. It helped.”

    “Yeah,” Bucky says, “no problem.”

    It really is no problem. It’s just.

    It’s just, he kind of doesn’t want to get on Sam’s nerves after that, exactly.

  4. Public Bookmark 96

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    “Tell me the truth,” Nat murmurs, softer. Takes her cap off, sets it down on the back of the couch. “If I said you were pretty, Steve, would you like it?”

    All Steve can hear in her voice is honesty, just on this side of raw; it’s not her bloodless spy’s curiosity, not the way she’d asked about Peggy’s photo down in Camp Lehigh. Not a question just to gauge his reaction. Not teasing, either: this feels like she’s waiting on an answer that matters personally, maybe, and that decides him.

    “Yeah,” he agrees, already breathless. “Yeah, Nat, I would.”

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    08 Feb 2021

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    “You always—” Nat starts, and pauses, looking at him watchfully. Face very deliberately neutral. “How do you always get it right, Rogers?”

    “Hmm?” Steve says, absent. Thinking about getting up to find his sketchbook, maybe; the light’s just right, the way it’s falling across the planes of her cheekbones. He thinks maybe if he asked nice she’d let him draw her.

    “You,” Nat says again, “with the name.” Steve blinks. Bites his lip.

    “It’s,” he says. Hesitates. “Code-switching, right? You’re not the only one who…” It feels suddenly like he’s given too much away; Nat’s eyes sharpen, and then she’s pushing herself upright, squinting at him a little.

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    "This is Jungkook," Seokjin says, and from the way Jungkook smiles, even as he bows politely, Namjoon knows. Jungkook's smile is toothy and his eyes are bright, big, his face almost too handsome, too sweet. Namjoon knows this young alpha will agree to his mate's idea even though Seokjin hasn't asked yet, and the heat of excitement stirs inside him at the thought.

    (aka Namjin invite Jungkook over for a cuckold scene and Jungkook unexpectedly goes into rut after. they take care of him. oh, do they take care of him.)

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    05 Feb 2021

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    "Don't apologize," Namjoon tells him. He doesn't slide his fingers out — doesn't think it would help Jungkook right now, and also he's not even sure if he can, with Jungkook so tight around him — but he uses his free hand to pet over Jungkook's back, his bunched up shoulders. Namjoon leans down to kiss the knob at the top of Jungkook's spine, and the responding watery sigh tugs at the protective ache in Namjoon's chest. "What is it you want?"

    "I just really want to come on alpha's knot," Jungkook mumbles. He sounds like he's stopped crying, although Namjoon won't be surprised if the tears return later.

    "Ah, listen to you," Seokjin says, "our sweet baby who just wants to be full. You can still come on Namjoon's knot, he'll fuck you as much as you want, pup. But it doesn't have to be right now. Would it be easier if I was riding you?"