Jungkook was hanging up his apron and the way Yoongi could see his muscles moving in HD even under the baggy clothes was a goddamn miracle.

He couldn't help it- It was just-

"Fuuuuck!"

He'd been staring at Jungkook as he prepped a sandwich for a customer and now that he looked down he saw that it was covered with way too much of the requested sauce from the squeeze-bottle.

Yoongi grabbed a clean spoon and scraped off a good majority of the excess and sighed.

It wasn't pretty, but this was a college eatery and they'd just have to deal.

Behind him, a small snicker made him turn around.

"What?" he feigned an offended tone

"Nothing~," his boyfriend responded in a sing-song voice as he wrapped food for a pick-up order. "You're just cute when you think you're being discreet."

Yoongi's eyes widened.

Hoseok let out another laugh as he continued wrapping the sandwiches in their little paper bundles. "You're having a full-on crisis, aren't you, my love?" He turned and wiped his hands on the towel hanging from the band in his apron, voice dropping an octave in a seductive lilt. 

"Have any good dreams lately?"

His voice held the same smile - and merciless teasing tone - that Yoongi had fallen for long ago and it wasn't in any way an accusation, per se.

But all the same, Yoongi looked in either direction to make sure Jungkook was out of earshot. "Shhh! What do you mean?"

"We talked about this- We talked about this here."

It took a moment, with Yoongi staring a bit slack-jawed at his boyfriend, and it wasn't until Hoseok tilted his head and raised an eyebrow expectantly that the smaller man actually remembered the conversation that took place in this very kitchen - a few weeks back when they'd been closing up the shop alone.

"Baby?"

"Yeah?"

"What would you think about a threesome?"

Back then, an image of Jungkook took over immediately-

See, Yoongi had a bit of a muscle kink. He just - He wanted to be manhandled. Overpowered.

And Hoseok, knew this about his boyfriend (he knew everything... almost) and he complied to the best of his abilities. And boy was it hot.

But to have two-

There. It was said, maybe only in his mind - but to be honest with oneself is the first step.

Since that conversation, Yoongi's thoughts strayed further and further from the light with every image rendering him weak during his sleep.

But he could never ask that of his boyfriend.

Threesomes were a delicate subject and a delicate undertaking. It could make things weird between them and Jungkook - yes, that was who he'd ask if this became a thing.

Definitely, hands down, no question.

But... how do you go back to being colleagues after asking someone to come on your face?

Not to mention, it could potentially break his relationship - and he couldn't even think about hurting his boyfriend in any way.

Which was why he'd been so surprised when Hoseok asked about including a third.

At the time, admittedly, he lied.

"I- You're the only one I could ever need."

But of course he wanted to explore this with his boyfriend. He trusted him endlessly and wanted to try new things with him. He just couldn't get over the shame he felt about the places his mind went when it came to Jungkook - even though those places always included Hobi.

Back in the present moment, Hoseok stared him down - not quite confrontationally, but in a stop-the-bullshit-babe sort of way.

"You talk in your sleep, baby."

And then he made a point to nod his head in the direction that Jungkook had just disappeared through the doorway to the staff lockers.

Yoongi's jaw fell open. "You mean-"

Hoseok hadn't mentioned Jungkook specifically the first time he'd asked about a third, so Yoongi thought that his crush-turned-fascination had been quite restrained.

Well, apparently the fuck not, because here they were again.

One look into his boyfriend's eyes said that he knew. He knew... and he wasn't upset.

Jungkook, never one to enter a room quietly - and how could he in those heavy tan boots that he wore regardless of season or forecast or expectation - reemerged in the doorway, zipping up his backpack and slapping his bucket hat on top of his head.

"What're you guys talking about?"

Hoseok smirked and winked at Yoongi before turning to Jungkook.

"Making a sandwich."

Jungkook wore an expression of absolute disgust, "Bor-ing. See ya tomorrow, hyungs."

The youngest turned and punched out for the end of his shift before giving each of them a quick wave on his way out the front door.

Hoseok continued watching Yoongi's face as his eyes stared at the spot where Jungkook vanished.

"So?"

Yoongi looked back at his boyfriend, still in a state of suspended disbelief. "You want this?"

"Let's get it."

[a/n]

yoongi, baby, you ain't ready

anyone else violently bias-wrecked this weekend?

jungkook looking for a goddamn fight

thanks for reading 

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