FOR: Hobi_princess
[ Of course, I'd never forget :) ]

If nobody gets the concept of this fanfiction, it's basically:

• Businessman!Yoongi × Pet!Hoseok
• Property ( ㄱ3ㄱ uknowwatimean )
• Master × Slave shit

A Continuation Of:

°¡Enjoy!°

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Yoongi was outraged. Of course, there was no way to show it especially at a affable time such as this. His eyes slanted downwards, observing how Hoseok laughed and played along with Taehyung as if he were a child. Kim Taehyung was an admirable childhood friend of Jung Hoseok, so Yoongi had at least the little bit of respect for him, in fact, that's the only reason why he tolerated him. If he were just an ordinary companion to Hoseok, he would have confronted him by now. He watched how he played continuously with the younger, his muscles tensed and his heartbeat began to beat louder and faster.

'If he hurts Hobi, I'm gonna kill him.', he thought, with an innocent smile. 'But how should I do it though?'

"Yoongi Hyung!"

The cheerful voice made him jump, but look up attentively, raising a brow. "Hobi?"

"TaeTae is buying me coffee and asking if he can come over your house!"

Yoongi gave a quick lifeless expression. "No."

"Awe, come on, please!~ He really wants to see it~", Hoseok whines, childishly watching as the elder rolled his eyes, taking out his phone.

"No offense Hobi, but I don't really appreciate having unknown, filthy objects that I haven't seen touching MY property.", he scolded, his voice raising a little when saying 'my', referring to Taehyung playing around with Hoseok. The younger only frowned, feeling slightly surprised hearing that his owner had called his best friend an 'object'. Yoongi looked up from his glowing screen, seeing the frown played along his lips. It honestly hurt him deeply to see his little Hobi frown. He groaned, rubbing the side of his pale temples.

The younger got closer on the elder's face, showing more of his frown. "Please!~~ I'll do anything you want for the entire week!", he begged.

"You already do that now though."

"Hyung!"

"Alright, alright. One hour. That's it.", Yoongi stared firmly, his eyes narrowing downwards as he watched Hoseok squirm and bounce around, wrapping his arms around the elder while screaming 'thank you' over and over again. He chuckled, showing his faint gummy smile and gently pushed the younger off of him.

Yoongi's expression then became blank upon seeing that Hoseok was still spazzing out a little. 'He gets so excited about the simplest things.. does he eat sugar?', he thought, watching the other male approach Taehyung, reporting the news back to him. Both of the younger male's smiled in happiness and bliss, quickly grabbing their belongings from the lounge area in the Café. If they kept rushing the way they did, it wouldn't be long before one of them would leave or forget something. Once everyone was ready to go, the trio made their way back to Min Yoongi's house or as Hobi calls it - a palace. Yoongi always had to strap a different kind of face mask onto his face. Besides, just taking off the mask a little would ruin his incognito mode and cause a large mob. If there was anything else he hated besides seeing people touch Hoseok, it would be large crowds.

He wasn't claustrophobic, he just found them annoying.

Eventually, they successfully made it into Yoongi's place without getting seen. As soon as they got there, Hoseok and Taehyung played as if it was their last day to live. Of course they were careful not to break anything but even if they did, it was a possibility that Yoongi could replace it. While the childish men enjoyed each other's silly banter and antics, the businessman had to work on his newest touch screen Samsung Galaxy Note laptop. With the accessible technology, it made his job a whole lot easier but work is still work regardless.

Min Suga was so concentrated on sending the awaiting E-Mail responses that he hadn't even noticed how quiet the house had gotten. The only thing making a noise was the clock on the wall, the small humming from his laptop and the faint radio playing in the background. He stood up from his chair, walking over to Hoseok's room, peaking through the crack door.

'That little shit!!', he mentally hissed.

In the room, there was an image of Taehyung on top of Hoseok, but it was unclear what the younger was specifically doing to his Hyung, although there was his left hand rested on his stomach. Just a few inches lower and he would've had his hand resting softly on his crotch. Hobi was wearing jeggings, so that made it worse. Not to mention there were even some muffled noises coming from Hoseok, whiny and breathy noises.

"What in the blazing fuck are you doing!!?", Yoongi yelled, kicking open the door.

"Taehyungie is giving me a massage.", Hobi said casually. "I dislocated my shoulder and he was putting it back in place. What did you think we were doing?"

Yoongi had an emotionless expression on his face, his hand twitched. After seeing that, Hoseok hugged the youngest male in the room giving a bright smile. "TaeTae, I'll call you okay?", he said, patting his head.

Taehyung nodded, returning the smile as he hopped off of the bed. "See you soon, Hoseokie Hyung!", he beamed, taking up his bags. "Thanks for letting me over, Yoongi-ssi!"

The front door closed.

"Not like I'll ever let you over here again.", Yoongi sneered, feeling the younger male inch closer to him. "Is your shoulder okay?"

"It's fine now. The only reason why I told him to leave is because I know you would've killed him.", Hoseok sighed, wrapping his arms around the elder's figure. "If your that possessive, you should have kidnapped me and kept me hostage."

Yoongi snorted, a devilish smirk making its way onto his lips. "Well, this isn't technically your home.. so.. I can take you and hold you hostage. Will you run away from me?"

"As long as you catch me~"

"I've already caught you now. So what do you think is gonna happen now?"

"...No spankies!"

The elder chuckles darkly, resting his forehead on his. "Yes, spankies. How many do you think you'll get, eh? Ten? Twenty? Thirty even?", he whispered into his ear. "Plus that's only part of your punishment anyway, sweetie. You can either wait until tomorrow or--"

"Now. Do it now."

"Then you better lay back and relax cause this will take a while, little Hoseokie.."

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Enjoy your perverted minds, mai beautiful lil fuckers >3>

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