Fics like it feels an awful lot like love

“Stop,” he knows he needs to speak up to be heard. Yoongi loosens his grip regardless, doesn’t let go. Jungkook doesn’t back away, but he does noticeably tense, try to force the bonelessness scruffing induces to cease. “What’s wrong?” Yoongi presses, doesn’t let go, steps close enough to swallow him whole, “I can’t understand if you won’t talk to me.” He knows he’s right, knows he should listen. But this isn’t how it was supposed to go. He’s supposed to fix his mess before coming crawling to his pack, he’s supposed to be able to handle this on his own. He can’t come crying to his hyung when he hasn’t even done anything, he can’t be comforted yet. He can’t, he needs him to stop. Yoongi needs to stop, he needs to let him go fix everything, it has to stop before he drops too far. “Jungkook-” stop stop stop stop stop stop- “Red.” Yoongi drops his hands like Jungkook burned him, like it hurt to touch. They stare wide eyed at each other, both equally shocked at what came out of his mouth. He wanted it to stop, he didn’t want to be held right now, but he didn’t mean to safeword. This isn’t a scene, there weren’t even any inclinations towards sex. But he just wanted it to stop. He didn’t know what else to do.

Fics like it feels an awful lot like love

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