[10 out of 20] BTS: temptation: gen
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sweetandshortTitle: Temptation
Fandom: BTS
Pairing: SUGA & jhope
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Prompt: temptation
Summary: Yoongi is taking antibiotics.
“We’re not an advanced civilization at all,” muttered Yoongi bitterly. “If we were, we would invent an antibiotic,” he glared at the prescription bottle, then gave it an angry shake, listening to the rattle of the single pill inside, “which could be taken with the most delicious food Nature ever created.” He turned the pill bottle so that the words DO NOT TAKE WITH CITRUS on the label glared back at him. “One more dose. ARGH!” He hurled the pill bottle at the wall, then apologized to the bottle and the wall.
He fell to the ground and crawled forward and peered under the piece of furniture under which the bottle had dropped.
“Where did you go? Oh.”
There was something orange under there.
Something round. And orange.
Yoongi reached and gave a tiny shudder when his fingertips brushed the round orange thing.
“Oh, no.”
There weren’t any. Yoongi had specifically removed all temptation. Or rather he had asked Hoseok to before he got back from the doctor’s office.
He should have left it there to gather dust and mold. But he brought it out.
“Huh?”
DON’T EAT ME. BE STRONG.
And a smiley face.
“Jung Hoseok, you utter bastard.”
Fandom: BTS
Pairing: SUGA & jhope
Rating: Gen
Length: 200
Prompt: temptation
Summary: Yoongi is taking antibiotics.
“We’re not an advanced civilization at all,” muttered Yoongi bitterly. “If we were, we would invent an antibiotic,” he glared at the prescription bottle, then gave it an angry shake, listening to the rattle of the single pill inside, “which could be taken with the most delicious food Nature ever created.” He turned the pill bottle so that the words DO NOT TAKE WITH CITRUS on the label glared back at him. “One more dose. ARGH!” He hurled the pill bottle at the wall, then apologized to the bottle and the wall.
He fell to the ground and crawled forward and peered under the piece of furniture under which the bottle had dropped.
“Where did you go? Oh.”
There was something orange under there.
Something round. And orange.
Yoongi reached and gave a tiny shudder when his fingertips brushed the round orange thing.
“Oh, no.”
There weren’t any. Yoongi had specifically removed all temptation. Or rather he had asked Hoseok to before he got back from the doctor’s office.
He should have left it there to gather dust and mold. But he brought it out.
“Huh?”
DON’T EAT ME. BE STRONG.
And a smiley face.
“Jung Hoseok, you utter bastard.”
