Author's Pov

"Why are we here again?"

"You wanted to meet my father didn't you? Well this is where he works." Yoongi responded dryly, walking to the reception with his youngest boyfriend trailing behind him.

"Can I help you, sir?" The receptionist smirked, twirling her dirty blonde hair in an attempt of flirting. Taehyung glared whilst Yoongi just rolled his eyes.

"I'm here to see Mr Min." He drawled. "He's having a meeting with one of his clients, perhaps I could keep you company while you wait?" She continued to flirt.

Yoongi chuckled, leaning down so he's inches away from her face. He puts his index finger under her chin and whispered in her ear.

"I get dicked down by two of my boyfriends on a daily basis and one of them is behind me, trying not to kill you so I'd watch my words if I were you."

Yoongi pulled away, grabbing his boyfriends hand and dragging him to the elevator, leaving the receptionist, who now had her mouth agape as she tried to register what the fuck just happened.

As soon as the doors of the elevator closed, Taehyung pinned his boyfriend against the cold metal.

"You have some nerve flirting with that bitch in front of me." Tae growled. "I didn't flirt, I simply told her I was already happy with two dicks up my ass." The shorter huffed.

"Still, just wait till Hoseok hears about this." Taehyung said smugly. Both boys knew how possessive he was, so Yoongi was probably in for it big time.

"Speaking of Hobi, where is he?" Yoongi asked, pressing the number fifteen on the keypad. "He texted me saying he'd be here in about twenty minutes. He and Minho got spotted by some fans so they're taking a detour."

"Honestly he could've picked a better day to visit his friend." Yoongi grumbled. Taehyung chuckled, planting a kiss on the elders neck.

"You're nervous, aren't you?"

"No way! It's not like I'm telling my dad I'm gay with two boyfriends that also happen to be my bandmates!" Yoongi responded sarcastically. Taehyung cooed, bringing in his pouty lips for a kiss.

"You're so fucking cute I swear. Even if your dad doesn't accept us, Hobi and I will always be there for you sweetheart, I promise." Yoongi cracked a small smile at his boyfriends words.

Suddenly the elevator came to a stop, meaning they had reached the fifteenth floor where Yoongi's father worked.

The rapper took a deep breath and led Taehyung down the hallway to his dads office.

The two arrived and of course, being Yoongi (who apparently had to much swag to knock) entered the room like he owned the place. After all, his dad was only talking to a client.

Well....talking might not be the right word.

"OH FUCK MY EYES!"

Taehyung walked in after his boyfriend and immediately wished he had tagged along with Hoseok, instead of seeing his boyfriends father pull out of some lady wearing fishnet stockings and-

Let me just stop before we all start feeling nauseous.

Yoongi grimaced and made himself and Tae turn around as the couple scrambled to get some clothing on.

An irrated cough made them turn around again.

"Yoongi, what a pleasant surprise. I thought I raised you well enough to at least knock before entering someones office." The elder man snapped, gesturing for the woman to leave them alone.

The said lady blushed, running out the door with her blouse unbuttoned, red heels in hand and stockings still clearly visible.

"Well father, maybe you should have a sign on your door that says "Currently Fucking My Client, Do Not Disturb." Yoongi replied with a bitter sweet smile.

The two gave eachother heated glares.

Taehyung sensed the tension and laughed awkwardly. "Hello sir, nice to meet you again, I'm sure you already know who I am." Yoongi's father eyed the boy up and down before rolling his eyes.

"Yes I know who you are, unfortunately."

"What's that supposed to mean?" The short male growled before Taehyung could even respond. "Nothing, I know that he's a part of your disgusting gay group and makes you behave like a little bitch on heat." The man leaned against his chair with fake innocence.

"He's also my boyfriend so show some respect!" Yoongi barked. "I always knew you were gay. Is it true that Hoseok is also one of you fags? Rumor has it that all three of you are in a secret relationship. Disgusting."

This time Taehyung spoke up. "Mr Min, this is your son! Do you not have any shame?!" He yelled.

"You know that's funny. People come up to me everyday and say "How does it feel to have such an amazing and talented son?" but once they find out you're gay, all of them are going to despise you." Mr Min hissed.

"You and mother never supported my dreams! I came here in hopes that you had changed, that you would be proud of me because everything I did was just to make you proud! Is it so hard to say "well done, son" huh?!" The mint haired boy shouted.

"You're not my son and your mother died wishing she never gave birth to you."

Yoongi's eyes watered as he mumbles a weak "F-Fuck you."

The man smirked, knowing he hit a weak spot as he stood up and made his way towards the small male.

Yoongi froze and started shaking, seeing his father stand so close to him. Taehyung clenched his fists and pushed himself in front of his boyfriend, getting ready to take a swing at the old man.

But a soft grip on his fist made him stop. "He's not worth it Tae, let's just leave."

Taehyung nodded and wrapped his arm around Yoongi, leading him out the office but not without sending the heartless man a threatening glare.

The cold wind pulled the couple back into reality as they both stood outside the building, gripping eachothers hands tightly.

"Sweetheart, look at me." Taehyung whispered. Yoongi looked up at him with tears ready to spill. "I-I don't know why I'm about to cry, I knew this would happen b-but why does it still hurt?" He sniffled.

Taehyung wanted to slap himself, knowing it was his fault for insisting on telling Yoongi's father about their relationship.

"I'm sorry Yoonie, I'm so sorry." The taller breathed, holding onto his boyfriend, trying to comfort him as best he could.

"Yoongi? Taehyung? Is that you?"

The couple started running towards their boyfriend, literally pouncing him as they embraced him in a much needed hug.

"Woah woah I'm sorry I'm late, I was trying to get away from this receptionist that just WOULDN'T stop flirting and I swear to god I almost yeeted that bitch out a win- wait Yoongi are you crying?!" Hoseok stopped his rambling and worriedly placed his hands on his shortest boyfriend's cheeks, wiping away the flowing tears.

That was all it took for Taehyung to break down aswell, clutching Hoseoks jacket as he mimicked Yoongi's sobs.

"He was so mean daddy!" Taehyung and Yoongi wailed. Hoseok was confused for a second before realizing they had to be talking about Yoongi's father.

"It's okay now my loves, I got you. Hobi's got you."

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"Tae, babyboy wake up." A soft voice said. Taehyung fluttered his eyes open to see Hoseok staring down at him gently.

"Is something wrong daddy?" Taehyung yawned, rubbing his eyes cutely when his boyfriend placed a kiss on his forehead.

Hoseok gestured to the middle of the bed where Yoongi was sleeping, in between both the taller males. Taehyung turned to look but his eyes widened when he felt something push against his bare thighs.

The blue haired boy always slept shirtless with boxers, claiming he absolutely hated the heat of the comforter.

"I-Is Yoonie...."

"Yes, looks like our kitten is having a pleasurable dream." Hoseok chuckled softly, watching the boy rut against Tae as hushed whimpers left his lips.

"S-Should we wake him?" Taehyung asked, trying not to get aroused at the fact that his boyfriend was practically dry humping him in his sleep.

"You wake him, I'll get the knives. I have a feeling he's in the mood for them."

Taehyung nodded obediently, already gulping at the images in his head caused by his wild imagination. The no longer sleepy boy knew exactly how to wake up his boyfriend by leaving short and delicate kisses on his neck.

Apparently Yoongi, still caught up in his dream, thought it was an act of sexual desire, resulting in him moaning softly as he gripped onto Taehyung.

"D-Don't stop TaeTae, you make me feel s-so good baby."

Taehyung froze, almost falling off their hotel bed in the process. Hoseok, who had witnessed the whole scene, laughed as he placed a hand on the blushing boys shoulder.

"Aww look at my babyboy getting all flustered. You can go get your candles honey, I'll wake up this naughty kitten." He smirked.

Taehyung blushed harder, scampering to the en suite bathroom where he had unpacked all his scented candles.

Hoseok's eyes darkened as he watched his hyung start grinding against a pillow, using it as a replacement since Taehyung had now moved.

"Wake up, kitten."

Yoongi stirred but didn't stop his movements.

"I won't ask again Min Yoongi, daddy isn't a patient man."

The eldests eyes flew open, widening when he came face to face with his boyfriend, looking like he (Hoseok) was about to devour him whole.

"What were you dreaming about kitten, seems like you were having some fun huh?" Hoseok said lowly, almost amused at the shocked expression the elder wore.

"I-I um." Yoongi stuttered out in embarrassment.

"You what? Can't admit that you were dreaming about Taehyung making you feel good?" The orange haired male chuckled, flinging the comforter off the bed and twirling a black crested dagger in his hand.

If Yoongi didn't know he was fucked, he sure did now.

"You've been through a lot sweetheart, let us help you. Just say the word and we'll take all the pain away." Taehyung soothed, leaning against the doorway calmly.

And suddenly Yoongi recalled the events of yesterday.

Flashback- Yoongi's Pov

"You can tell us anything honey, you know that right?" Hoseok whispered as all three of us sat in a circle on the hotel bed. We had just gotten back from our terrible encounter with my piece of shit father and they were now waiting for me to explain my relationship with the old bastard.

It was currently 11pm.

"My father isn't a good man." I started with a shaky sigh.

"Yeah no shit." Taehyung blurted out angrily. Hobi sent him a warning look and I just shook my head, placing my hand on my youngest boyfriend's thigh in hopes of letting him know it was okay.

"I was an only child, my mother and father had big dreams for me. They wanted me to become a lawyer or a doctor, you know the typically "man" job. When I announced at sixteen that I wanted to join the music industry, they immediately went against it, claiming that only "fags" took up anything in that field."

Hoseok took deep breaths to calm himself down whilst Taehyung gritted his teeth.

"I ran away at seventeen to audition for Bighit. Shockingly, I was selected and joined Bangtan. My parents never attended any of our shows, never posted a message wishing me good luck, heck, they didn't even send me a postcard." I laughed angrily.

"My mother died two years after I joined and I attended her funeral. That was the day my father called me a disgrace to the family name, that I shouldn't have even showed my face in front of my deceased mother."

"I remember that day, you snuck out early and came back home late, drunk as hell." Taehyung spoke up. I nodded.

"Did your father ever touch you Yoongi? Tae said you started shaking when he walked close to you." Hoseok said softly.

"He never abused me sexually but yes, after I announced I loved music, he would beat me everyday. I fell into a state of depression and started having major anxiety." I confessed.

My boyfriend's pulled me into their embrace as I tried my best not to cry again. "I wish you would have told us sweetheart, any one of us, including the members. We would have done anything to help you." Tae choked out.

"You're helping me now TaeTae, and I don't know what I would have done if you and Hobi didn't come into my life. I'm so grateful to BTS, because this is my family now." I smiled.

I laid down in the middle of them and sighed in content as Hoseok wrapped his arms around my waist and Taehyung brought me closer to his chest.

"I love you both so much." I said truthfully. I wasn't a person who showed affection but with my boyfriends, it meant more than anything.

"We love you too Yoonie, so much." Taehyung giggled, kissing my forehead. "And don't you ever forget it." Hobi added, kissing my shoulder.

We drifted off to sleep with lovesick smiles on our faces.

End Of Flashback

Yoongu glanced at the wall clock. It was now 3am.

He looked back up at his boyfriend's who were patiently waiting for his consent.

"Make me forget. Make me forget it all." Yoongi pleaded.

Hoseok didn't waste any time, already pulling off his shirt and leaning over his submissive boyfriend, the black dagger still in hand.

"Kitten, maybe we should leave the knives out tonight. What do you say?" He asked. "N-No! You know how much I love them!" Yoongi immediately starts whining. "It was just a question love, you know I can't control myself when I go into that headspace. I'm only warning you that you may not be in the right mindset to handle it right now." The orange haired male explained.

"I can handle it! Please please daddy, I promise I'll be fine!" The eldest cried. "Alright kitten, but if it gets too much, promise me you'll tell Tae to pull me off." Hoseok sighed.

Yoongi promised.

"C-Can we use the W30 instead?" The smaller requested innocently. "I thought the dagger was your favourite?" Taehyung piped up, fumbling around with some interesting items in his hand but eyes not leaving the two on the bed.

"It it, but the W30 is sharper."

Hoseok shook his head in amusement, reaching for the other knife that was placed on the nightstand, next to the lube and other sets of knives.

"What's the safe word Yoongi?" Hoseok asked seriously. "Seesaw." Yoongi whispered.

A safe word was very important in the Taegihope relationship. They weren't a vanilla couple so obviously one was needed just in case. Taehyung had one too when he's submissive.

Ego.

They decided Singularity was too long so Tae settled on his boyfriends song, Ego. Yoongi and Taehyung had never safe worded before and hopefully never would. But, it would always remain for the two to use.

"Take a deep breath for me kitten."

"You don't need to be so gent- oh f-fuck."

Hoseok dragged the blade down Yoongi's collarbone, leaving a little trail of blood as he went along.

"S-Shit deeper." Yoongi groaned, loving the feeling of the cold blade against his skin.

Hoseok ventured lower until he reached the males smooth, pale thighs. Conveniently Yoongi was already wearing night shorts, so his milky skin was exposed.

He gripped onto the elders skin, making zigzag slashes all the way down to his knee. Hoseok grinned hearing his boyfriend choke on his own moans above him.

Suddenly they were face to face again, the younger delicately placing a hand on Yoongi's cheek before ever so slightly pricking it with the sharp blade. He then tossed the knife across the room, after making sure Taehyung wasn't near, and started sucking on the wounds he had left on the pale boys skin.

"Daddy I need you and TaeTae, now!" Yoongi nearly screamed out, his fingers almost tearing through the hotel sheets as he grasped them with immense pleasure.

Speaking of the blue haired boy, Taehyung was happily humming to himself as he positioned his scented candles around the room. This was one of Taehyung's guilty pleasures you could say, he just loved the smell of Fresh Dawn lingering in the air whilst they got intimate.

His boyfriends certainly didn't mind.

"What's the safe word Kitten?" Hoseok asked, licking away some of the blood on his lips.

"Mhm Seesaw." Yoongi giggled, already slipping into a submissive headspace. Hoseok would have cooed if he didn't feel his dominant side kicking in.

"Which collar do you want sweetheart?" Taehyung smiled, holding up a spiked dark purple collar in one hand, and a rose gold flower printed collar in the other.

Yes, this was another one of his guilty pleasures.

"The flower one!" Yoongi exclaimed excitedly. Taehyung gladly attached it to his neck and beamed at the boy. "You look so beautiful sweetheart." Taehyung praised, pulling him into a sweet kiss.

"Babyboy, be a good boy and pass me the lube. We talked enough, don't you think?" Hoseok all but growled making both his boyfriends let out obedient moans of agreement.

Taehyung handed Hoseok the lube and started to help Yoongi strip, along with himself.

"Start prepping him, our kitten will be taking both of us tonight, babyboy."

Taehyung excitedly applied the lube on his fingers before sliding one easily inside the smaller boy. "Have you been fingering yourself sweetheart?" Tae smirked, suspicious of how easy his finger slipped in and out.

Yoongi gulped.

"T-There was an interview a-and I was hard s-so I had to g-get rid of it." Yoongi mumbled. "Why couldn't you call us, hm?" Hoseok spoke darkly.

"Y-You both were busy getting ready a-and I-"

"What's rule number one kitten?" Hoseok snapped. "N-Never touch myself without daddy o-or TaeTae." Yoongi meekly replied.

"Exactly, which means you'll be getting punishment for that."

Yoongi moaned at the words and also at his youngest boyfriends skilled fingers working it's way in and out of him, circling his rim almost teasingly.

"He's streched enough." Hoseok said coldly, pulling Taehyung back and lubing up his length.

This wasn't the first time they were both in Yoongi but still, the feeling was different everytime.

"You're both so b-big!" Yoongi gasped as his two boyfriends slid inside him with equal gasps.

"S-Safe word." Hoseok commanded, biting his lip to stop himself from groaning.

"Seesaw."

With that, both Taehyung and Hoseok picked up on their pace. Yoongi screamed.

"Take it like a good little bitch." Hoseok spat, locking his hand around the elders throat. "A-Ah yes harder!" Yoongi yelled.

Taehyung cursed under his breath as he and Hoseok locked eyes, both silently giving eachother the permission to pound into their boyfriends tight ass.

"OH FUCK!"

The three boyfriends moaned in sync, eyes rolling to the back of their heads. Hoseok tightened his grip on Yoongi's neck as the smaller babbled incoherent words.

"I-I'm close." Taehyung stuttered out. "Fuck, me too." Breathed Hoseok, not stopping from degrading Yoongi harshly.

"M-May I come daddy?" Taehyung whined, burying his face in Yoongis shoulder as he thrusted harder, chasing his climax.

Rule number two, always ask permission to come.

"Go ahead babyboy, no one's stopping you." Hoseok grunted, almost coming himself. The two dominant males reached their orgasms together, spilling their load into their fucked out boyfriend.

"Daddy please!"

"You've broken a rule kitten, that means you're not allowed to come." Reminded Hoseok and he pulled out along with Taehyung.

Yoongi looked like he was about to start crying. Taehyung didn't like seeing his baby cry.

"Cmon daddy, he deserves to come. Think of all the things he's been through in the last 24 hours." Taehyung pouted, nuzzling his nose against the sad boy.

The two gave their boyfriend puppy dog eyes, knowing there was no way he would be able to resist.

".....fine. Only this once."

Taehyung didn't waste any time, diving down and taking the smaller in his mouth. "Yes TaeTae, more!" Yoongi moaned.

The blue haired male bobbed and sucked and happily swallowed his boyfriends load.

"You two will be the death of me  I fucking swear." Hoseok cursed, falling down next to Yoongi's side.

Taehyung left and shakily walked to the bathroom to get some wet towels to clean them up. He returned and started with Yoongi's wounds, dabbing the cloth gently to wipe away the blood.

"Next time I'll wear my cat ears." Yoongi yawned, snuggling into Hoseoks arms. "You know we love it when you dress up for us, Yoon." Hoseok whispered, already coming down from his dominant high.

"You did so well for us today sweetheart, we're very proud of you." Taehyung said sweetly, collapsing on the other side of Yoongi. The smaller giggled, throwing the covers over them.

"I can't feel my ass."

"Just wait till you wake up in a few hours, I'm sure you'll feel it just fine."

"I fucking swear to god if there's unbearable pain, I'll destroy both your passports and leave you both here in the wild."

Yup, the grumpy Yoongi was back.

"At least we'll make lots of friends since Hobi looks like a horse."

"Oh my fuck can you just go to sleep and stop dissing me?"

"Okay okay."

"Fuck I can't feel my neck."

"That's your own fault, you kept begging Hobi to choke y-"

"FOR FUCKS SAKE, GO TO SLEEP!"