(I debated publishing this, tbh, cause lately my smut has just been so cringe. This one's been in my drafts since literally January but here we go, finally)

Summary: Jin goes into Yoongi's room to check on him a while after he'd been snapping at the others. He finds the rapper asleep already, but is shocked when he sees the clothes the younger is wearing - a skirt and a pretty top.

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(^the outfit Yoongi is wearing, minus the boobas)

Yoongi knew he was acting out of line, acting childish, but he was just so anxious and exhausted. He knew that wasn't an excuse to be so snappish with the others, but at least there was a reason behind it.

All he wanted to do was go to his room and nap...and put his pretty clothes on.

And finally, he was able to, but he had to shove himself past Taehyung to get to his room, the younger giving the back of Yoongi's head a look of hurt.

Yoongi didn't seem to notice, too emotional and tired, and instead, shut his door tightly.

He didn't bother locking it, because he assumed the others would be giving him plenty of space.

He scurried over to his bed, falling to his knees so he could retrieve a purple box from underneath, hidden from prying eyes.

He opened the box quickly, and flushed when he caught sight of the neatly folded, freshly washed (freshly washed as in he had washed them then immediately put them back into he box, the last time he wore them - which had been months ago) and lavender scented clothes.

He had confided in a makeup noona that had been with them for years, admitting to her his deepest desire to feel pretty and cute by wearing this type of clothing.

She, thankfully, supported him, and the following day, she had brought to work with her one of her skirts, one of her tops, and a new pair of underwear she hadn't had the chance to wear yet.

Yoongi was so appreciative of her, and since then, the two of them had been sort of friends - she worked for not only bts, but other groups in Hybe, so they weren't able to see each other much because of their busy schedules.

At first, Yoongi was a bit apprehensive to wear the underwear, but a few months later, it was one of his favorite pieces of clothing he owned - it really accentuated his hips, and covered his, admittedly, small, cock nicely. It was a thong, so it made his butt look really nice.

It made him feel pretty, and dainty.

In the box were also a few other things; a few hair clips, bracelets, necklaces, some hygiene products, and perfumes and lotions and oils.

Yoongi, still knelt on the ground, began hastily taking off his clothes, which were simply some sweats and a t shirt.

Once undressed, he pulled the panties on, sitting them snuggly on his body, tracing his fingers over the lace.

He already felt so much calmer, so much more at peace.

Then, he pulled the purple top on, and then the skirt.

Afterwards, he lotioned himself and sprayed some perfume, his room now taking on a sweet, flowery scent.

He went to his full length mirror, and stared at his reflection for a minute.

Sometime, he wanted to get a pink, or purple, ribbon that he could tie around his hair with a little bow.

Now that he was back in his comfort clothes, his exhaustion had finally cought up to him.

He already had a "girly" bed, with purple sheets and a floral print, but his excuse to the boys was that it reminded him of army.

He pulled the covers back, and snuggled up into them with his many pillows, and fell asleep almost instantly.

~

Jin decided to let Yoongi cool off for awhile before he'd go back there and talk with him.

He knew how stressed they all had been, but Yoongi was being uncharacteristic today, and it was sort of worrying him and the others, especially after Taehyung had come to him, cuddling up to him with a pout.

"Hyung," the bear had whined, "can you talk to Yoongi Hyung? He pushed me out of his way and shoved past me a second ago to get to his room. He didn't even acknowledge me!"

Jin had patted the boys head, and sent him off to sulk in Namjoon's lap, the older fondly muttering under his breath about Taehyung being a clingy baby, before Jin was walking down the hall.

He almost knocked on Yoongi's room, but decided it was still too soon, so he went to his room for a bit instead.

Now, thirty minutes later, Jin was back at Yoongi's door, and he knocked on it loudly a few times.

He waited, but didn't get a response.

He knocked again, and called Yoongi's name, pressing his ear to the door to listen for a response.

Again, he didn't get one.

Slightly worrying, Jin opened the door slowly, and immediately smelled flowers.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, but still went into the room, shutting the door behind him.

He saw Yoongi in bed, presumably asleep, and from where Jin was standing, it looked like the younger had a purple sweater on.

He walked over to Yoongi, stepping over the boys discarded clothes and a purple box he hasn't seen before, and then sat on the edge of the bed next to Yoongi.

"Yoongi-yah?" He called, quietly, placing a warm hand on the younger's shoulder.

Then, he noticed the sliver of pale skin on Yoongi's waist, and took notice of how...feminine the shirt Yoongi was wearing actually was.

He pulled the covers down slightly from Yoongi's body, and uncovered the rest of his outfit.

The skirt had started to ride up a bit, and it showed off Yoongi's milky thighs.

Jin gaped at Yoongi's attire.

He notices then, that the flowery smell was stronger over here, and realized it was coming from Yoongi.

He shook Yoongi's shoulder, and the younger started to stir.

"Mmm," the younger hummed half asleep.

He stretched, but ultimately fell back asleep.

Jin chuckled, but shook his younger member again.

Yoongi woke up this time, but kept his eyes shut, angry that someone woke him up.

He angrily hummed this time, yanking the covers up and over his head.

Jin smiled fondly, "Yoongi, can I please talk to you?"

"No, 'm sleeping," Yoongi's muffled reply came, the man clearly already dozing back off.

"I'll let you sleep for the rest of the day if you come out and let me talk to you," Jin bribed, smirking since he knew the offer would win the younger over.

And he was right, because not even a second later, Yoongi's kitten like eyes poked out from under the blankets, looking up at Jin hopefully.

Then, his whole face popped out, and he pouted and scrunched his face, stretching his arms above his head and rolling over so he was facing away from Jin.

As he stretched and rolled, his blankets moved off of him, and Jin became surprised at what the blankets had exposed: Yoongi was wearing not only a purple shirt and a skirt, but also, if Jin saw correctly, pink lace panties, which were peaking out from under the skirt which had ridden up from Yoongi moving around.

Yoongi turned back to Jin, and saw his surprised, blushing face, and stared back at him with confusion.

"Hyung?" He questioned.

But then, he rememberd what he was wearing, and flushed with embarrassment as he hastily covered his body with the blankets again, "U-Um, I, I was just-"

"You don't have to explain, Yoongi," Jin smiled, kind and warm, "you can wear whatever makes you comfortable. I think you look very pretty right now."

Yoongi was surprised at the positive reaction, and blushed from the unexpected, sincere compliment he had received from his hyung.

"O-Oh..." He said said, using his blankets to cover his gummy smile, "okay..."

Jin smiled fondly at the younger, but then took on a more stern expression.

"Yoongi," he started, "I understand you're in a bad mood today, but you've been unreasonably rude to us. You hurt Taehyung's feelings earlier when you bumped into him, too. I want you to know that if you are going through something, then you can talk to any of us at any time, okay? But just because you're in a bad mood doesn't mean you can be rude to us, when we did nothing wrong. Do you understand me?"

Yoongi nodded, staring intently up at Jin, who was still standing over him.

"Can you please sit up so I can talk to you properly?" Jin asked, smiling warmly down at the boy, but his voice was still strong and firm.

Yoongi nodded again, and sat up in bed, pulling the covers up to hide his lap.

Jin sat on the bed next to him.

"Is there anything you want to talk to me about before I leave? I know you don't like talking to us about your feelings that often, but it's been hard for all of us lately, so I can only imagine how much you're keeping from us."

Yoongi looked down for a moment, before letting out a shaky breath, "I don't really have much to say, hyung. I-I guess I'm going through the same as all of you are, I'm just having a harder time than usual handling the stress. I'm sorry I acted that way, and I-I'll apologize to Taehyungie, too."

He was blushing as he spoke, and rubbed his arm nervously.

Jin smiled, nodding, "okay, Yoongi-yah. Thank you for apologizing. I understand what you mean, though. We haven't been this hassled in awhile, so I understand you're not used to it. If you continue to find it hard to handle, please talk, okay? We want to help you. We all care about you, Yoongi."

Yoongi nodded, looking back down.

Jin took a hold of the blankets, intending to just mindlesy fist them in his hand as a means of giving his hand something to do, but it ended up dragging the blankets out of Yoongi's lap.

Jin froze, staring down at Yoongi's lap.

Yoongi was already looking down, so he saw the very second he became exposed.

His skirt was ridden up from sitting, and he has a painfully obvious boner protruding from his sheer panties. The panties did nothing to hide it, and it caused the skirt to lift even more.

They sat there in silence for a moment, and Jin gulped.

"Yoongi-yah, I didn't mean to, uh, expose you. Hyung is sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

Jin delicately took hold of the top of the covers, intending to pull them back up to cover Yoongi.

But as he was doing so, Yoongi grabbed his wrist.

"No!" He whined, pouting up at Jin with glossy eyes.

Jin tilted his head, "no?"

Yoongi was blushed bright pink, and Jin could feel his small hand trembling as it held his wrist.

"I-I..." Yoongi trailed off, and then silently pushed Jin's hand away, which was still holding the covers, and made the older expose him even more, revealing his plump milky thighs.

Jin breathed out, staring unabashedly at the younger's body, "Yoongi, I. What?"

"You- you caused this, hyung," Yoongi admitted, before his other hand went down to cup his erection, causing him to whimper cutely, softly grinding into his hand once.

"S-Sorry," he muttered.

"Yoongi," Jin said again, though he made no further attempt to continue.

"Hyung," Yoongi whined, and then ground into his hand again. And then again. And again once more.

Jin grunted, and could feel his own erection forming, "shit, Yoongi, you look so beautiful."

Yoongi whimpered, and began to steadily hump his hand.

"Hyung, please," Yoongi whined, leaning toward Jin, "I-I want you, hyung, please."

"Fuck," Jin whispered.

He moved Yoongi's hand, and pulled his panties to the side, revealing his flushed, shaved cock, hard and leaking.

"Oh, Yoongi," he moaned, "god, you're gorgeous."

"Want you," Yoongi cried again.

"Yoongi, can I please suck your cock?" Jin asked, the sudden desperation to have such a beautiful thing in his mouth overwhelmingly strong.

Yoongi whimpered and nodded frantically, so Jin leaned down, and gently put Yoongi in his mouth.

"Oh, o-ohhh," Yoongi moaned, gripping Jin's hair with both hands.

He brought his knees up, and watched his skirt tumble up to rest on his hips, giving him a clearer view of Jin sucking him down until his nose was against his stomach.

Jin layed down, and put his arms around Yoongi's waighst and began bobbing his head up and down.

He already knew Yoongi had a small cock. It was common knowledge within Bangtan, as the boys had all seen each other naked numerous times before.

But Yoongi was still small even when he was hard. And it turned Jin on more, knowing how literally everything about Yoongi was soft and dainty.

Jin had Yoongi's entire cock in his mouth, and it wasn't even long enough to trigger his gag reflex.

Yoongi was continuously letting out moans and whimpers, letting Jin suck and bob on his cock, groaning around it and adding vibrations down his shaft.

"Oh, Jin," Yoongi cried, his thighs closing around Jin's head and keeping the older trapped around his cock.

Jin didn't mind, as he was still able to breath, so he began sucking hard around Yoongi.

Yoongi's noises went higher in pitch, and he could feel the boy's thighs starting to tremble, the grip in his hair becoming almost painfully tight.

Yoongi began to hump into his mouth, and he cried as he came down Jin's throat.

Yoongi went slack, slumping against his headboard and just resting his hands on Jin's head, feeling Jin swallow around him.

Jin pulled off, and climbed up Yoongi's body, before kissing him gently on the forehead.

Yoongi pouted, and puckered his lips.

Jin chuckled fondly, and kissed him on the lips, causing Yoongi to blush.

"I-I'm still horny," Yoongi admitted, hiding his face in his hands.

Jin quirked his eyebrows up, but was secretly happy to hear that, since he was now painfully hard in his pants.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked.

Yoongi peeked at him, and then turned around.

Jin sat back on his heels, and watched as Yoongi hiked his skirt up to his lower back, exposing his pantie-clad ass to Jin, before he pulled the panties to the side and spread his cheeks apart, showing off his equally as pretty hole to him.

Jin groaned, and immediately dove his face in, kissing at Yoongi's hole before licking it gingerly.

Yoongi moaned, and grinded into the bed.

"Hyung," he whined "please fuck me."

Jin grunted against Yoongi, but complied, pulling away to pull his pants down.

He stroked himself a few times, and looked at Yoongi expectantly, "do you have lube, baby?"

Yoongi nodded, "it's in the drawer, hyung," he motioned to his bedside table.

Jin opened the drawer and retrieved the lube, and hurriedly slicked up two fingers.

"Ready, Yoongs?" He asked, placing a hand on Yoongi's ass and spreading his cheek apart.

"Ready, just please hurry," Yoongi said, muffled since his face was in his pillow.

Jin carefully slid his middle finger in to the first knuckle, and Yoongi groaned, already pushing back on to Jin.

"Come on, I can take more!" He urged desperately.

Jin chuckled, but complied, pushing his whole finger in and listening to the beautiful noise from Yoongi.

He pumped it in and out slowly a few times, and once the resistance left, he eased in his middle finger.

Yoongi moaned as he pushed it in, and Jin could see his little hand begin to rub at his cock that had begun chubbing back up, hanging between his legs.

Jin made sure Yoongi was well stretched before he scooted closer to Yoongi, placing his hands on the younger's hips.

"I'm gonna push in now. Are you ready?" Jin informed, grabbing the base of his cock and gently touching it to Yoongi's entrance.

Yoongi nodded, his face still in the pillow, "I'm ready, hyung."

Slowly, Jin pushed in, holding one of Yoongi's hips for stability on both of their ends, and as it went further, Yoongi meweled.

"Put all of it, hyung, please," Yoongi whined.

Jin could do nothing but comply, and pushed fully inside Yoongi until his hips were flush with Yoongi's butt.

Yoongi let out a high-pitched moan, and immediately began to grind back on Jin.

"You're so needy, baby," Jin teased, before easing back out until just the tip was inside, before shoving back in.

He set up a brutal pace now, pounding Yoongi into his bed as the younger let out strangled cries of pleasure, gripping his forehead and chanting, "hyung, hyung, hyung."

Jin could feel himself starting to climax, listening to the noises from Yoongi.

He hiked Yoongi's skirt higher and gripped his sides now, and pounded in more incessantly.

"Where do you want me to cum?" Jin grunted.

"N-Not inside. Any w-ah-where else is f-fine," Yoongi whimpered.

"Kay," Jin huffed, and moments later yoongi was cumming for the second time.

Jin followed soon after. He pulled out at the last second, and his cum splattered out across Yoongi's wrecked hole, dripping down to his balls.

Jin bit his lip from the sight of it.

Yoongi collapsed on the bed, his heavy breathing loud in the now silent room.

Jin already suspected they were loud enough for at least one of the boys to hear them.

"You did so good, baby," Jin whispered, leaning down over Yoongi to kiss his temple, "I'm gonna get a wash cloth to clean you up, okay?"

Yoongi nodded, his eyes shut, so Jin got up and went to the bathroom connected to Yoongi's room.

He wet a washcloth before coming back, and gently wiped his cum from Yoongi's sensitive body, leaning down to place a kiss to the younger's lower back, just above the swell of his butt.

He cleaned himself off and then laid next to Yoongi, scooping him into his arms.

"You were so good for me," he murmured.

Yoongi clung to him, and without opening his eyes, he puckered his lips and turned to Jin.

Jin chuckled fondly, but placed a kiss to Yoongi's lips.

"Sleep now, my love, you did so good," he whispered.

Yoongi was asleep within minutes, and Jin was left to contemplate where they now stood as individuals.

Had this now changed their relationship?

He pondered for two hours, the time in which Yoongi had slept.

~

Two hours later when Yoongi had woken up, he was out of his haze.

He was aware of Jin cuddling him, and was aware that Jin was also naked.

Then, he became aware that his skirt was hiked up and his panties were off.

And finally, the memories flooded back.

Yoongi blushed, and then sat up in Jin's lap, who jolted slightly.

"Oh!" Jin said, "you're awake!"

Yoongi looked down bashfully at his lap, but then went crimson when he realized his whole penis was out for Jin to see.

He quickly pulled his skirt down, and glanced up at Jin shyly, who was smiling fondly at him.

"Um," Yoongi began, "was this a one time thing?"

"Did you want it to be that?" Jin asked, and Yoongi could see the uncertainty in his eyes, the older chewing his lip nervously.

"No," Yoongi mumbled, "I-I want to do this again, hyung."

Jin sat up so he could wrap his arms around yoongi, who was still sitting in his lap, and the fond smile was back.

"Good," Jin said, "because I'd love to do this again, too."

~

A month later and the two were officially dating, the other boys knowing about it.

Jin had also encouraged Yoongi to tell them about his anxiety and the way he dealt with it most times (by wearing feminine clothing).

The boys were all super supportive, and would call Yoongi pretty or beautiful whenever they'd see him asking around the dorm with feminine clothes on - skirts, dresses, blouses, other flowy or lacy or floral garments adorning his pale petite figure.

They'd also surprise him with new clothes, which wasn't new, per say.

The boys always randomly got each other things, mostly clothes. But now the boys were including feminine clothes.

Jimin had bought Yoongi a long, flowy and light, yellow skirt, with a gold bracelet. Taehyung had baught Yoongi a sky blue romper with ruffles.

Namjoon had gotten him a pink sundress with a ruched chest, along with a few perfumes and lotions. Hobi had gotten him little pink heels and a pearl necklace.

Jungkook had gotten him different pairs of tiny cotton shorts, white, gray, pink, and purple. And Jin, of course, now spoils his baby.

They all seemed to grow closer, and Yoongi couldn't be happier.