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They were backstage for a short moment. Yoongi already changed into the next outfit and was currently regaining his stamina, so that he could continue with their flawless performance. He had a sip of water and let his eyes wander around the changing room.
Hoseok was there as well. The dancer was currently getting ready for his solo performance.
Now, Yoongi wasn’t exactly staring at him. Definitely not. Though Hoseok probably  wouldn't notice it much anyway, his mind was too concentrated on the performance which was about to start in a short while. Still, Yoongi felt that eyeing the younger too intently would be a bit weird. Even though he wished to do that, he felt himself being too shy for that. So, he just watched Hoseok in the corner of his eye instead as the dancer changed into his white loose-fitted suit.

Yoongi noticed it when Hoseok pulled the belt of his loose trousers around his hips. When the belt finally hugged his narrow sides firmly he tried to close it, but couldn’t find a hole on the part of the belt. With a sigh he loosened the belt a bit and closed it at the first available hole. He grabbed the hem of his pants and moved it around his frame a bit, both the pants and the belt were clearly too loose for him.

Yoongi’s eyes widened at the sight. He knew Hoseok was thin. Though because of the younger’s tendency to wear very loose and baggy clothes, it wasn’t always so evident. But seeing him now, unable to fit even in clothes tailored for him months ago and on top of that even the belt he used to wear comfortably was too big for him now. It made Yoongi realize that Hoseok lost even more weight.

How come I didn’t notice this earlier.

He watched as the younger rested his hands around his impossibly narrow waist. Yoongi studied his face, even through the makeup he could see the dark circles under Hoseok's eyes.

“Is everything okay, hyung?” the younger smiled at him yet the smile didn't reach his eyes.
“It’s nothing.” Yoongi felt as if he had been caught, as if his train of thoughts was interrupted.
“Good luck, Hop-ah.” He gestured at the younger with his fist.

“Good luck.”

“Thank you, hyung.” Hoseok gave him a genuine smile this time and then turned his back and headed out.

The show was finally over and Yoongi was spread out into the backseat of their van. His body was tired, bits of sweat still in his hair. His mind on the other hand felt uplifted thanks to the atmosphere they managed to create together with the masses of chanting fans and also the post-concert relief that everything went well and there weren’t any major screw-ups.

He leaned his head onto the window watching the street lights as the van drove to their dorm.

Suddenly, he almost flinched as something sharp pressed into his shoulder.
What the-
His mind froze mid-sentence when he turned to see what was the cause of the sudden pain.

Hoseok was leaning into him with his sharp shoulder. His eyes were closed and he appeared to be sleeping already. The low-cut neckline of his loose shirt revealed the top of his protruding ribcage.
Yoongi placed his hand on the other’s bony knee in a comforting manner.

This needs to change.

Yoongi remembered those many times when he was feeling down and the younger boy made him feel better. This time he should return Hoseok’s favors to him. Yoongi decided to make it his goal helping the boy get a bit healthier.

The next day they have no schedules so they could regain some strength after the concert last night. Even though this was a rare opportunity to sleep in a bit, Yoongi wakes up early. He gets to the kitchen and starts preparing breakfast. First, he makes toast sandwiches with butter, eggs and bacon and stacks them all onto a large plate. Then he also finds cereal in the cupboard, adds a generous amount of it into a bowl and pours full-fat chocolate milk into it. To add some vitamins, he also sets a banana and orange juice on the side. Carrying all those meals on a tray he brings it to Hoseok’s bedroom.

When he gets in front of his door he sets the try aside and knocks lightly.
“Come in.” Hoseok calls from the other side.

Yoongi opens the door then takes the tray and comes inside.

Hoseok is sitting in his bed with a phone in his hand.
“Oh hyung! Good morning.” Hoseok seems to be past the after-wake up drowsiness.

“Oh my god. Is that for me?” he exclaims.
Yoongi nods and sets the tray carefully onto the others lap.
“Somehow I woke up a bit early and…” Yoongi looks at the tray unable to confront the dancers bright full-on grin.

“I figured you might be hungry so, yeah I made you a little something.”
“A little.” Hoseok laughs,

“Hyung, this could feed a family of four at least.” He says as he eyes the huge plate stacked with bread, eggs and bacon.

“Wow, but it smells amazing though. Thank you. I really appreciate it.” Hoseok adds as he finally digs in.

Yoongi sits at a nearby chair and watches as the younger starts chewing on the toast with bacon happily.

“I have such a good hyung who takes care of me.” He mumbles with his mouth full of food.

“Don’t you want to have a bite too? I feel a bit weird when I’m the only one eating.”

“No, I’m good. Eat up Hoseok-ah.” Yoongi smiles at him. Honestly just the sight of the dancer enjoying the meal he prepared is making him feel full.

He sits and watches Hoseok going through the pile of food on his tray, the sounds of chewing and humming filling the room.

Hoseok manages to eat more than a half of the toasts with bacon, but when he moves onto the cereal, Yoongi notices him slowing down his tempo.

Obviously in the past months Hoseok didn’t have enough time to eat well and as a result his stomach shrunk significantly.
“Woah.” Hoseok huffs as he puts down a half eaten bacon sandwich.

“You made a lot, hyung. I’m not sure if I can finish it all. Even though it’s so tasty’” He adds as he starts slowly rubbing his stomach over the blanket.

Yoongi’s eyes follow the movement of the dancer's hand. He realizes there was something mesmerizing about watching him enjoy the food he prepared.
“I’m glad you like it Hop-ah. But… why don’t you try to have just a little bit more? You know, they say breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Or something...” Yoongi feels awkward since he's basically pushing him, but still kind of hopes his lame excuse would make some impact.
“They, who?” Hoseok tilts his head.
“They…I’m not sure really, read it online” Yoongi shrugs making the other laugh a bit.

Hoseok looks at the remaining food clearly contemplating if he should go for a few more bites.
Yoongi wants nothing less than to comfort the younger boy. Maybe also ease up on the tightness of his belly to help him eat just a little bit more.

He goes over to the bed and reaches his hand towards him, originally aiming towards where his stomach was, but then setting on Hoseok’s un-styled yet fluffy hair.

He starts petting his soft hair carefully. The younger closes his eyes for a moment and his lips form into a wide smile.
“Hyung.” Hoseok looks at him the creases under his eyes enhanced by his grin.

“Did you maybe break one of my figures?”
“What?” Yoongi looks back at him with confusion in his eyes.

“Last time you were so extra nice to me. You broke that bearbrick figure in my studio.”
“What are you talking about? Can’t I just do something nice for my dongsaeng?” Yoongi shakes his head in disbelief yet his tone isn't serious.

“Hmm, I suppose so.” Hoseok closes his eyes again leaning his head into Yoongi’s palm.

“Either way this feels so nice.” He hums.

“How about some more sandwich Hoseok-ah?” Yoongi asks after a short while.

Hoseok nods softly.

The elder grabs the sandwich while his right hand keeps caressing Hoseok’s hair.

He starts feeding Hoseok slowly. The other just hums blissfully both at the taste of the sandwich and the feeling of Yoongi’s fingers going through the strands of his hair.

Hoseok feels so gone in the delicious taste and warmness of the others palm. He doesn’t even fully notice the point where he finished all the sandwiches and cereal and Yoongi just stuffs the fruit into him as the last part of the meal.

“Good job Hoseok-ah. You ate so well.”

 The dancer’s senses come back to focus when the hand petting his hair disappears to move the tray away from his lap.

He doesn’t recall any time in the past several months when he felt as stuffed as he was now. Surprisingly, he fells quite good about it. The whole feeling of his stomach being so warm and heavy was actually quite comfortable.

“Thank you, hyung, I really enjoyed it all.” he says as he leans more into the bed.

Yoongi just stands there not sure if he should continue petting his hair or just go when the breakfast was finished.

His question is answered wordlessly as Hoseok reaches his hand towards his and guides it back on the top of his head.

“I’m sorry. Could you do it for just five minutes more.” He bats his eyelashes at him cutely. And Yoongi has no choice then to continue. Not that he’s unhappy about it.

After said five minutes or so of petting Hoseok's hair. Yoongi notices the younger’s breath has gotten steady.

When Yoongi assures himself that Hoseok did in fact fell asleep again, probably thanks to the heavy breakfast meal, he takes the tray with empty dishes. And after taking one last look at the little sleeping prince, he returns back to the kitchen.

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Hoseok wakes up for the second time that day. He stretches his arms and groggily rolls over to reach for his phone on the nightstand.

Half past noon already.

The bed is warm and comfy, but Hoseok decides it’s more than about time to wake up, and make something of the precious schedule-free day. His stomach feels full and warm. He instinctively presses his palm onto the slight curve of the bloated belly and feels it up with his hand.

Then he recalls what happened earlier in the morning and what caused him to sleep almost into the afternoon.

I can’t believe I ate so much.

I can’t even recall how many of those sandwiches and greasy strips of bacon did I actually eat.

But damn, Yoongi’s cooking sure has gotten so much better.

And with his hand caressing my hair.

That was surprisingly sweet of him.

His cheeks heat up lightly as he thinks about the elder’s hand going through the locks of his hair. For whatever reason getting his hair pet was always so soothing to him. It made him feel safe.

After washing his face, Hoseok walks through the apartment looking for the other members. He hears sounds coming from the kitchen, so he heads there.

Upon entering the room a beautiful scent of marinated beef hits him in the face.

All of the members are sitting at the table eating bulgogi for lunch.

“Finally, our sleepyhead is here.” Seokjin teases him before Hoseok even has a chance to say good morning. Or maybe good afternoon.

“Hyung, come have some bulgogi before Jungkook eats it all.” Taehyung calls to him while earning an innocent pout from the youngest.

“I think I’ll be fine with just some coffee right now.” Hoseok turns to the counter to set up the coffee machine.

The food smells great, it is tempting. But Hoseok’s not really hungry. And besides he might as well skip the lunch after his lavish morning meal.

“Hoseok-ah, what do you think you’re doing?” His back stiffens as he hears a raspy voice call out to him.

He turns with a coffee in his hand to see Yoongi patting the empty seat next to him.

“Come eat with us.” Yoongi looks at him eyes deep into his, slightly stern slightly pleading.

Hoseok knows he isn’t hungry at all. More like the opposite, his stomach is still heavy and stuffed.

Yet, he slowly shuffles over towards the table and sits next to the elder.

“Hoseokie-hyung, you shouldn’t skip your meals. Besides Jin-hyung made this bulgogi with all his love for us.” Jimin smiles at him sweetly persuading him to ease up.

Seokjin, who already finished his plate, gets up from his seat and fetches a generous amount of meat and a tall pile of rice onto a plate and places it in front of the dancer, whose eyes grow wide when he sees the size of his portion.

Though he’s still quite overfed, his mouth starts watering at the delicious smell of the meat.

If it were a different type of food like jjigae or some noodles maybe he would be able to resist.

But this was bulgogi. And, well bulgogi was his weakness.

The rich and sweet smell already settled in his nose waking up all of his taste buds. It was tempting, fighting with his will to resist, twisting his mind so that he wants nothing but dig to in and drown all his senses in the taste, texture, smell and look of the meal.

And even though his head was telling him that it’s probably not the best idea as he might feel sick later, he grabs his chopsticks and picks up a large piece of the meat.

As soon as he places the first bite into his mouth the colorful variety of the intricate taste spreads inside of his mouth. He starts chewing and humming contentedly at the sweet flavor of the sauce.

“Wow, hyung,” he manages to say with his mouth full, “you really outdone yourself this time. This meat is seriously so good. And the sauce, just impressive.”

“I haven’t eaten something so delicious in a very long time.” He manages to add between his bites.

Hearing those words, Seokjin puffs his chest up proud expression spread across his face.

Then Hoseok feels a weight press into his side as Yoongi leans towards him.

“How about mine, Hoseok-ah?” The elder sounds almost disappointed hearing Hoseok praise the other member’s cooking.

“Didn’t you like mine?”

“Yours was amazing as well, Yoongi-hyung. Really.” The dancer quickly says in defense. He didn’t expect Yoongi to get sensitive about his statement.

“I’ll make sure that it’s even better next time.” Yoongi mutters so that only he can hear him.

Next time?

Hoseok eyes the elder confusedly while swallowing another spoonful of rice with meat.

What does he mean? Is he planning to make breakfast for me every day, or?

Yoongi doesn’t reply anymore as he turns towards his own plate slowly finishing up his meal. His side remains pressed warmly into Hoseok.

Hoseok looks back at his plate, fully focused on the food again. He’s surprised to find out he already managed to eat more than a half of it. Even though he was not hungry in the slightest, not before and definitely not now, he just couldn’t stop himself from eating. Bulgogi was one of his favorite meals after all. And the taste of this one was almost addicting.

The other members were finishing up their food and one by one excused themselves from the kitchen.

Except for Yoongi who didn’t move away from Hoseok even though his own plate was emptied long ago.

“There is some extra rice and beef left if you guys are still hungry.” Seokjin gave Yoongi a wink before placing his plate in the sink and leaving.

Then, the room fell into silence the only noise being smacking of Hoseok’s lips.

“So,” Yoongi’s voice finally breaks the silence “you prefer Jin-hyung’s cooking over mine?”

Hoseok looks at him unable to respond with his mouth full of rice.

“You know hyung’s a bit disappointed to hear that. After I made you such a good breakfast and on top of that even brought it to your bed, so you didn’t have to bother getting up.”
Hoseok finally swallows down the rice.

“Yoongi-hyung,” he gives a pleading look to the elder, “of course I liked the meal you made for me a lot. It’s just, I guess you know that this is my favorite food. I think I could eat bulgogi all the time and not get tired of it.”

With that he grabs the last piece of the meat between his chopsticks and chews it slowly savoring the taste.

“Wow, I’m so stuffed again... Come to think of it, all I’ve done today so far was eating.” Hoseok huffs as he sulks into the chair cradling his belly.

“I really shouldn’t be eating like this. What has gotten into me.” He asks himself.

This is only the beginning. Yoongi chuckles as that thought enters his mind.

  “Well I do have to admit that the meal was quite delicious, especially after I saw how much you’ve enjoyed it. You must have been pretty stuffed from the breakfast, right? Yet, you finished this one as if you have been living on just kimchi for days.”

Yoongi gets up from his seat leaving Hoseok’s side.

He takes Hoseok’s empty plate and gets to the counter to open the rice cooker with leftover rice.

He scoops the rest of it not leaving out a single grain and dumps it onto the plate. He then finds the pan with remaining bulgogi and pours it all over the rice.

“Hyung,” Hoseok calls to the other as he is heading back to him carrying a heavily stacked plate.

“I hope this is not-“

“Seok-ah,” Yoongi places the meal right in front of Hoseok and sits back leaning into his side.
“If you like this bulgogi so much why don’t you have some more?”
Yoongi grabs a spoon, and scooping a mixture of rice and meat on it, he brings it to the younger’s lips.

“Hyung,” Hoseok whines a bit, “I’m really full. I don’t think I should continue.”

Yet, he still opens his mouth at the prodding spoon and chews down the food licking the sauce from his lips.

He lets the elder eagerly feed him spoonful after spoonful of the meat and rice.

Even though he doesn’t understand why exactly is his hyung suddenly so keen and insistent on making him eat this much, if he tried to claim he wasn’t enjoying it at all, he would be lying.

There was something nice about feeling so full, something that he felt after the breakfast as well. Something comforting and warm about having his belly stuffed to the brim.

Speaking of his belly, it was starting to ache significantly, clearly not accustomed to such big intakes of food at one time.

“Hyung, wait, wait give me a second.” He turns his head away before Yoongi shows another bite into his mouth.

“What’s going on Seok-ah?” Yoongi gives him a concerned look.

“Well, my tummy is really starting to hurt now.” Hoseok traces the outline of his belly through his loose shirt.

“Oh.” Yoongi looks at him and Hoseok could swear the rapper’s cheeks have turned a soft shade of pink.

“Let me help you with that then.” Yoongi reaches his hand and places it on top of the dancer’s stomach.

It’s hard to touch, bloated from all the food Hoseok managed to ingest.

It feels great.

Yoongi can’t believe this is happening. He can’t believe he is enjoying it so much.

His initial plan was just to feed Hoseok up a bit so he would get healthier and gained some of his strength back. But he had to admit that maybe there was more than just a simple and very understandable concern for his thin band mate.

Yoongi always felt a sort of attraction for Hoseok, a connection that was exceeding the friendly relationship he had with the other bandmates. The rapper already knew that, he realized it way long time ago. But he was just too worried to do anything about it. Worried that it would mess up that perfect balance all the members had learned to keep the relationships between each other in. So Yoongi kept his affection towards Hoseok to himself and just stuck to watching the boy in the corner of his eye every second he was able to.

But it was this morning, he realized that his desire towards the younger grew even stronger.

There was something attractive about seeing Hoseok eat. The way he licked his lips, the way his cheeks puffed up when chewed and how he caressed his belly when it started getting full. It was even more exciting if it was from a meal Yoongi prepared for him. But even now, when Hoseok was obediently swallowing down Seokjin’s bulgogi as Yoongi fed it to him, the older couldn’t help to get flustered.

It was hot.

It was hot to trace his hand across the swell of Hoseok’s hard stomach. It was hot watching the younger’s blissful expression as he helped him relive from the aching of his stomach. It was hot seeing Hoseok lick his lips once again as he swallowed down another bite of the meal.

He worked his hand into the younger’s belly and kept stuffing him with more and more food. The younger’s pace was quite impressive he chewed and swallowed the food quickly, then opened his mouth awaiting more.

Yoongi had to admit, he wasn’t expecting it all to go so well.

At least for the first day.

It was surprising how well was the dancer able to eat.

All he needed was a good meal and just a little push.

If I keep this up, it won’t take long time for him to fill out nicely.

But there is still a long way to go.

Yoongi gazed at his hand caressing the small but swollen belly over Hoseok’s shirt.

In his mind he was already making plans for dinner.

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Hoseok waddles out from the kitchen cradling his swollen tummy gingerly. After the lunch he feels like he wouldn’t be able to fit even a single grain of rice inside of his packed stomach.

He makes his way to the living room and crashes straight onto the couch. The maknae line is already there playing a VR game. It’s currently Taehyung’s turn to explore a haunted mansion, Jimin is a few meters away from him trying to give him hints while Jungkook keeps shouting “turn around, turn around.”

Taehyung screams as he gets jumped by a monster that indeed was behind him and fails the game. As he gets of the mask to give it to Jimin, Jungkook looks around the room.

“Hyung!” He calls happily when he notices Hoseok sprawled on the couch.

“Come play with us.” He bounces towards the brunette and pulls on one of his hands.

“Oh, Jungkookie,” Hoseok squirms in the couch “I can’t. I think I’m too full to even move.”

“Seriously, hyung, I don’t believe you.” Jungkook clearly thinks the older just made up some lame excuse.

Jungkook moves closer to the couch and grabs Hoseok with both of his hands.

He throws him up slightly making him fall into his arms and lifts him up quickly.

“Ohmygod, hyung, you are so li-“ The words die into his mouth as he stares into the elder’s eyes. Up close he notices how sunken his cheeks are. Jungkook’s expression turns from surprised to horrified.

The maknae moves his arms up and down while holding Hoseok. He is surprised at his own strength. Except that’s not it.

Hoseok is so light.

Too light.

Much lighter than Yoongi.

Lighter than Jimin.

Like a feather.

What in the-

Jungkook feels the hardness of Hoseok’s body through his clothes. He doesn’t like the pointy shoulder blade cutting into his palm. He hates the way his other hand encircles almost the entirety of the dancer’s thigh. He hates the way Hoseok’s body feels in his grip. Bony and fragile.

He hates it, because he had no idea.

He didn’t notice before, his hyung, his friend, has been getting so small.

“Jungkook-ah. Put me down. I feel dizzy.” Jungkook got back to his senses, he didn’t realize he was just standing there gripping Hoseok and slightly shaking his in his arms.

“I’m sorry hyung. Sorry.” Jungkook felt guilty. “ Maybe play with us next time. Just take a rest.”
“Hey Jungkook-ah. It’s your turn. You’re still playing or what?” He heard Taehyung’s voice call him.

“’m sorry.” He muttered one more time as he carefully laid Hoseok back onto the couch.

“Don’t have to apologize so much. I’ll play with you another time, promise. Hyung just needs a bit of rest now.” Hoseok laughed at him sensing the sudden shift of the younger’s mood from playful to glum. The maknae’s expression was so sad and serious. Hoseok wasn’t sure why.

Resting on the couch, he tuned out to the screams of the maknae line playing, and scrolled through his phone lazily.

“ Yoongi-hyung! I need to talk to you.”

A couple hours later Jungkook is knocking on Yoongi’s door, hoping that the elder isn’t napping at the moment.

“Jungkook-ah. I’m busy right now.” The rapper groans from the other side of the door.

“So… can we talk later? Hyung? When are you taking a break?”

“A break?” The elder chuckles ” When I drop dead to sleep.”

“But this is important hyung…” Jungkook appeals.

“How so?”

“It’s about Hoseok-hyung.”

There is no reply anymore, but soon enough Jungkook hears the door lock click and Yoongi is letting him inside.

…

“So, when I lifted him, at first I thought that I’ve managed to get stronger.” Jungkook gestures balling his hands into fists.

”But then I noticed his face. He looked sick. And he was so light. It honestly startled me when I picked him up. I know I’m pretty muscular, hyung, but he was like a feather. A bony feather. The baggy clothes he wears nowadays hide it so well, but he’s been getting thinner and thinner lately.”

“Yeah, I noticed it too, yesterday when he was getting ready for his solo.” Yoongi nods. “He’s been losing weight for a while now. It didn’t happen overnight. But yesterday it finally hit me.”

“And I also realized I haven’t seen him eat properly for a long time. Until today’s lunch that is.” Jungkook continues.

“Do you think…” Jungkook swallows, brows furrowing “he’s losing weight intentionally?”

Yoongi thinks for a bit remembering how easily the dancer allowed to be fed by him. “No, no I don’t think so. At least I can say that.”

“Actually, I’ve decided to do something about it. This can’t get any further.” He adds.

“So what do you think we should do, hyung?”

“Well, I think that all of us should make sure he’s eating full and proper meals and not skipping a single one. And maybe make him ease up a little bit. He burns every single calorie he ingests and even more, if it goes on like this, it could have some serious consequences.”

“When I saw the state he is in, I decided to take the initiative. Like this morning I fe- I mean I made breakfast for him and even brought it to his room.”

“Oh seriously, hyung? That’s surprisingly sweet of you.”

“Hoseok said the same thing… What’s up with you guys, I’m a sweet and caring person ain’t I?”

Jungkook giggles but doesn’t add anything more to counter the elder’s claim.

“You know hyung, I actually thought of a way to help Hoseok, so I wanted to propose it to you, since you two seem closest to each other.”

Closest to each other. Yoongi can’t help but hear those words echo in his head, yet he tries to stay concentrated on the maknae’s suggestion.

“I know a recipe for a special protein shake...Or more like a weight gain drink. It’s packed with protein and high in calories. The results are very quick. It helps to gain up muscle mass at a rapid pace, and even some fat if you don’t exercise religiously.”

Yoongi doesn’t need to hear more.

Jungkook guides the rapper into making the first shake and leaves him both the recipe and the powders. The result of their “cooking” is a thick chocolate drink with an intense cocoa smell. Yoongi pours it into a glass and sets onto looking for the thin dancer.

He comes back to the living room, thinking that Hoseok might still be laying there, but finds the room empty.

Standing there with the drink in one hand he flips out his phone to ask Hoseok where he is.

Then he hears the front door open and familiar voices coming from outside of the room.

“Jimin-ah, Hoseok-ah!” the younger boys enter. Their hair seems a bit wet and Hoseok looks particularly exhausted.

“Yoongi-hyung, hi!” Jimin smiles at him. “We we’re just in a gym for a bit.”

“Seriously. Even on your free day.” Yoongi rolls his eyes.

Then his gaze falls back at Hoseok who is unusually silent. Yoongi doesn’t even ask, that would be stating the obvious. The brown-haired boy looks much more worn out than Jimin who’s just smiling at Yoongi the sweat shining on his forehead.

“Seok-ah, sit down for a while. I have something for you.” The rapper gestures to the seat on the couch.

Jimin looks at the eldest expectantly, wondering if Hobi is the only one who’s getting a gift from their hyung.

“It’s good for your health. Jungkook gave me the recipe.”

Hearing that, Jimin decides not to ask more and instead shoots Yoongi a knowing look.

Hoseok takes the glass and holds it to the light inspecting it at first.

“What is that? It looks just like chocolate milk. Is that what it is? It smells like one as well.” He swirls the liquid in the glass curiously.

“Just try it. See if it tastes good.” Yoongi appeals scratching his head in a nervous gesture.

“Oh yummy!” Hoseok sounds amused after he takes a sip. “Wow, that’s really nice. It’s like a super deluxe rich flavored chocolate milk.”

Hoseok gulps down the rest of the drink. Yoongi manages to pry his eyes away from Hoseok to see Jimin smiling as he watches the dancer down the protein shake in almost one shot.

“You’ve been taking such good care of me today hyung, I really appreciate that. Feels like it’s my birthday or something.”

“Anyway.” Hoseok braces himself up to get up from the seat, “I need to take a shower. I feel icky.” He laughs. “See ya later.”

Yoongi, contented with how smooth and easy it all went, watches as the brunette leaves.

“Hyung.” Jimin looks at the elder, “what was that drink? A protein shake?”

“Yeah. Kind of...” Yoongi pauses for a while unsure whether he should just come clean to the younger boy. “It was a weight gain drink.” He mumbles.

“A what?” Jimin’s eyes widen in shock.

“Well I don’t know if you noticed, but Hoseok is just skin and bones nowadays.”

“No, I get it hyung. I just- wow. I didn’t expect that.” Yoongi looks at Jimin curiously, noticing the younger’s bashful smile.

“So, Jungkookie helped you make it?”
“Yeah, he gave me the recipe. I just thought it was time to do something about Hoseok’s state. He was looking so drained lately.”

“Yeah, I think you’re right, hyung. Especially when we we’re at the gym today, well, I was quite worried about him. He was running on the treadmill like crazy. And he looked so exhausted and out of breath in the end. I couldn’t help but think he needs to ease up a bit. And take a rest. I think he’s pushing himself too hard.”

“Glad you agree with me, Jimin-ah.”

“How about we make plans for today’s dinner, hyung? Something tasty for Hoseokie-hyung.” Jimin claps his hands excitedly.

Yoongi laughs. “Sure Jimin-ah. We should. Let’s do that.” He can’t help but notice how lively Jimin got over the thought of helping Hoseok.

What a nice caring boy.

“Imagine Hoseokie-hyung getting chubby. He would be so squishy and handsome.” Jimin smiles wide and hides his mouth bashfully once again.

“Come on Jimin-ah. I’m not trying to make him chubby or anything. I just want him to get back to healthy weight.”

Or am I?

Without an invitation the thought instantly enters his mind as soon as he contradicts Jimin’s statement.

Yoongi let’s the image of the brown-hired dancer into his head. Except this Hoseok has much different shape. He’s much bigger than the real one. His cheeks are puffy and wide, smile stays unchanged though, heart-shaped and bright as ever. His shoulders are wider and more rounded up, soft pecks slightly visible through his shirt. His belly is spilling over the hem of his pants creating a cute squishy muffin top.

The fantasy is so different from truth. But, so enticing.

Yoongi imagines the dancer’s thickened up legs, still strong but more cushiony, softened up by a layer of fat, thighs rubbing against each other.

Then, somehow, Yoongi’s hands are in the picture as well. Tracing lines along those legs, exploring their vastness. His hands squeeze the pliant flesh under them enjoying the feel of touching something so plush and warm.

The fantasy makes Yoongi wonder if something like that would ever be possible.

“Well, anyway hyung,” Jimin interrupts his thinking, “how about we order some pizzas or hamburgers for dinner?”

“Well, why not both.”  Yoongi can’t hide his smirk and nods approvingly to the blonde boy.

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At dinner time Jimin finds Hoseok in his room writing something on his laptop.

„Come on hyung, let’s all have dinner together. We’re waiting for you.“ Jimin enters and hugs him tightly feeling the other’s ribcage through his clothes.

„I think I’ll pass. I’m not that hungry, Jimin-ah. Besides, I just started writing down some lyrics, I wouldn’t want to lose my train of thoughts.“
„But we’re having pizza and burgers tonight.” Jimin whined cutely. ”Come on hyung, it's a special occasion, come try some as well, at least a bite.“
The younger keeps squeezing Hoseok's bony frame until the elder finally gives up.
„Okay, okay, I’m gonna have some, just stop choking me, Jimin-ah.“

When Hoseok comes to the kitchen the others are already finishing the portions on their plates.
There is still one maxi sized pizza left in the middle of the table, not to mention two burgers with double patties on Hoseok’s plate and an enormous amount of fries on the side.

“Finally, you’re here, sit down.” Seokjin seats him at the head of the table.

“Eat as much as you like.” Namjoon gives him an assuring smile.

For a few seconds, Hoseok is startled as looks around at the amount of food both on his plate and on the table. Eventually, he shrugs and picks up one of the burgers to take a bite. He eats it slowly, enjoying the taste, the delicious smell and the texture of the burger. He closes his eyes for a bit savoring the flavor. Then he notices the strange silence around him.

When he opens his eyes, all of the other members are staring directly at him.

„Is everything okay, guys? You really ordered a lot of food. Have some more of the pizza. It won’t be good if we save it for tomorrow.“
„No we’re full, right?” Seokjin says and the others nod immediately.
“You should try some of the fries too, hyung“ Namjoon says, „we got chili powered ones and garlic-cheese ones.“
At that, Jimin jumps up right next to Hoseok, startling him a bit. He grabs a few of the chili fries and brings then towards the older one’s mouth.
„Say ah, hyung.“ He gives him a bright smile.
The older grins and chews on the fries happily.

„Mmm, they are really good.“ He exclaims.
Meanwhile, Yoongi watches to whole thing happen in front of his eyes and feels a little neglected.

After all, it was him who initially came up with this plan.
The small rapper gets up from his seat as well and approaches Hoseok a bit awkwardly from the other side than Jimin. He grabs a few of the garlic-cheese fries and turns towards Hoseok.
„These ones are way better.“ He mutters.

He holds them to Hoseok’s mouth and bumps them into his lips slightly. The younger gives him a surprised look, but then, after finally swallowing down the chili fries, he opens his mouth again.
„Hmmm, they are so different, it’s almost impossible to compare them.“ He says eventually.

Hoseok licks the powder from his lips making Yoongi unconsciously follow the motion and lick his own lips as well.

“Actually, the best way to eat them,” Taehyung stands up as well, “is to have both at the same time.”

“Here, try it hyung.” He gets the same amount of both flavors and places them into Hoseok's waiting mouth.

“Mhhmm.” Hoseok just nods approvingly as he chews, his mouth is too full to speak.

“How come you didn’t try the pizza yet. It’s much better than some fries. I picked all the toppings myself for you.” Seokjin gets up grabbing a piece that has the most topping on it and lets the younger take a big bite of it.

“And you’ll need something to wash down your food.“ Jungkook places a glass in front of Hoseok of what seems to be the same chocolate milk Yoongi gave him before.
Meanwhile, said rapper gets back to his chair. He just sits there watching the whole feeding session unfold in front of him. The others are taking care of Hoseok, but he can’t move anymore, he’s just staring. Yoongi feels like he’s getting hypnotized. He can’t pry his eyes away from Hoseok.

The dancer is busy diligently chewing and swallowing the food showed into his mouth from both sides as all the other members stand around him. They are taking turns feeding him one by one. From time to time they stop and wait for a second for Hoseok to take a sip of the protein drink or lick his greasy lips.

Hoseok somehow manages to eat both of the burgers and most of the fries, only thing still left is half of the huge pizza.
„Guys, I can’t eat anymore, I feel seriously full.“ Hoseok breathes heavily, holding his now bloated stomach which started pushing into the hem of his jeans already.

“Come on hyung, just a little bit more we are almost finished.”

Jimin reaches to his belt and undoes it to make some space for Hoseok’s bloated tummy.

“Feels better?” Jimin starts circling the swell of his stomach with his palm.

“Y-yeah. It’s soothing.”

“Great hyung, so don’t worry and open wide, you are doing so well.” Taehyung grins and reaches back for the remaining pizza.

Yoongis eyes widen at the sight, he gazes intently at Jimin rubbing on Hoseok’s tummy while Taehyung stuffs all the pizza slices into his mouth.

Yoongi feels himself getting all hot inside watching the cute boy across the table with his stuffed cheeks, hundreds of calories going down his throat with each few bites as he’s fed by the younger boys at a rapid speed.

After there is absolutely no food left on the table. Hoseok is left panting and holding his stomach once again.

“I ate so much during this entire day. It’s crazy, I can’t even remember everything I ate today. I have to make sure this doesn’t happen again. I can barely move from the chair again.” Hoseok whines while sulking into the chair.

Yoongi does remember though. He remembers every single thing he saw Hoseok eat today. How could he not, when watching him stuff his face was so surprisingly attractive.

It made him feel the same as Hoseok felt at the moment - unable to get up from his chair. But the reason wasn’t that he ate too much. It was much more embarrassing. He didn’t want the others, especially Hoseok, see how his body reacted to watching the stuffing session, which just took place right in front of his eyes. He had to remain seated and wait until he softens up again.
Jungkook offered Hoseok to carry him to his bed and Yoongi watched as the two men were leaving. Hoseok’s body was limp, comfortably sprawled in the maknae’s strong arms.

As Yoongi sat there watching, he caught Hoseok’s eyes on him, right before Jungkook turned around the corner.

At a split second, Yoongi could have sworn he just saw Hoseok smirking at him.

What the hell.

The days continue like this for the next week. Hoseok wakes up, and soon after that he is greeted by Yoongi who brings him breakfast into bed. After few days Hoseok just accepts the morning breakfast slash feeding session as a normal start of his day.

On one of the days Yoongi is accompanied by Jimin. Thanks to him the breakfast includes a big box of homemade rice cakes that Jimin’s parents sent to him. Hoseok, apparently has to try them all because they are just the best in Korea, well, at least according to Jimin.

Next day Yoongi is accompanied by Jungkook. This time the breakfast meal is meatier, greasier than usual and loaded with protein. The health drink that Yoongi started giving him lately is included as well, just in a larger glass. Hoseok could swear that thing tastes just like some kind of protein shake.

At some point even Taehyung joins their morning ritual. When he is there, the plate is overflowing with all different sorts of pastries. It’s like Taehyung bought each one of the items in Paris Baguette and piled them all onto the tray. Which is what probably happened. There are buns filled with red bean, cream cheese, sweet potato flavored, as well as sweet garlic bread, chocolate filled cone, castella, cheese stick, glutinous rice donuts and so many more.

Hoseok dutifully eats all of them one by one while trying to insist that the others should have some as well. Yoongi and Taehyung finally each take one of the smallest pastries on the plate saying they’re not really hungry.

Aside from breakfast, the members make sure the dancer is eating filling meals all thorough the day.
If they have time during their schedule to get back to the dorm, it’s usually Seokjin who prepares a nice warm meal for the others. Seokjin’s cooking is great, beyond amazing, but it seems that lately he hasn’t been the best at estimating the proper number of portions he needed to prepare. Even though he and Jungkook usually like to eat a lot, there is always so much leftover rice and meat, or soup, or spaghetti or whatever was prepared for that day. And somehow, it’s always Hoseok’s job to finish the remaining food. Yoongi always convinces him to go for seconds and thirds as he apparently needs a lot of energy for dancing.

Well certainly it’s true, but sometimes, after eating all the food that has been loaded onto his plate. Hoseok feels a little bit lethargic instead of being ready to jump around.

The dinner usually proceeds in a similar way, except it tends to be some kind of fast food or instant noodles instead of a properly cooked meal. At evening, Hoseok is usually working in his studio and someone brings him the food there.

Then there is Namjoon. Namjoon can’t cook because the whole process of it has proven to be almost life threatening to him due to his clumsiness. But that doesn’t stop him from participating on the member’s  new goal which he himself gladly approved and called it the operation Softer Hobie. He too was simply concerned for his hyung and the way he was losing his energy.

Even though he couldn’t really cook, he took it on to himself to always bring some snack to Hoseok during the day. Whenever they had some activities together or they just passed by on a day when they had different schedules, Namjoon always slipped Hoseok a bar of chocolate or a bag of honey flavored chips or a pack of cookies. He always made sure to get him something and tried to pick the items he knew his hyung would love. He also got a huge tub of mint ice cream that was sitting in the freezer and that he or Yoongi sometimes used to feed Hoseok a little bit more after the dinner.

On Saturday Yoongi arrives to Hoseok’s room alone. The atmosphere is different this time. The air is heavy, heavier than how Hoseok’s usually stomach feels after he’s finished with the breakfast, or lunch or dinner.

Today, Yoongi doesn’t use the chair he normally sits on. Instead he sits next to the younger’s legs on the bed. The older male hovers above Hoseok as he feeds him the meal rather than letting him eat it on his own. The dancer can’t help but notice Yoongi biting his lower lip as he brings yet another spoonful into his mouth. Hoseok feels like he’s getting warm in his face and a bit jittery inside. Yoongi is leaning noticeably closer to him each time he hovers above him. When Hoseok can almost feel the elder’s quick breath on his face, Yoongi suddenly shifts away.

“You ate everything so well today.” Yoongi places his hand on Hoseok’s hard belly and starts rubbing soothing circles into it.

The younger’s midsection seems to have gotten a tiny bit squishier, though not by much, since it has been just about five days since Yoongi started this whole thing. Still, it made the rapper intrigued. He squeezed Hoseok’s swollen tummy curiously over his shirt. Yoongi kind of wished he could see what it looked like now.

“Are you sure you’re full? Don’t you need some more?” Yoongi asks him.

“Does it look like I need more?” Hoseok raises his eyebrow at the other, who’s hand is still going in slow circles over his stomach.

It was funny, the amount of food, he just ate as his breakfast, would be enough for like six people, yet his hyung was still worried if he had enough.

“Hyung, seriously, I wouldn’t be able to eat anything more. I already feel like im gonna pop at this point.”

“And I guess I should save some space for lunch and dinner as well. You guys never let me skip it even if I’m still full.” Adorable dimples show on his face as he pouts.

Yoongi notices, that over the few days, since he started this whole thing, Hoseok’s face, just like his tummy, has gotten a bit puffier. Hoseok’s body still looked very frail under his clothes, even when he was stuffed like this, but at least his face has definitely become rounder. Yoongi noticed it especially when Hoseok gave him on of his big hearty laughs, his cheeks have surely grown squishier. His jawline has gotten a bit softer as well. His skin was glowing now. He looked so-

“Cute.” Yoongi muttered.

“What?” Hoseok wasn’t sure he heard him right.

“No, nothing.”

“Come on, hyung. Did you just say I was cute?” The younger grins.

“Um…yeah. I guess. I guess I did.” Yoongi says averting Hoseok’s eyes.

“Of course! Hobi knows he’s cute.” The younger boy cooed in a high-pitched voice

“Ah, I take it back. Now my head hurts.” He shakes his head in disbelief.

“Okay. But seriously now, hyung. What is this whole thing about? I really appreciate that you and Jimin and also… I mean, basically all of you started taking care of me so suddenly. But don’t you think you’re overdoing it? Just a little bit?”
“No.. I don’t think so. Does it make you feel uncomfortable?”
“Hm, not really. I mean, I appreciate the attention you’re all giving me. I just. You know, the thing is…” Hoseok’s tone gets serious as he is looking for the right words.
“How do I say this…  I just think that if I keep eating like this every single day I could get fat.”

“Well…” Yoongi pauses a little bit picking at his nail, ”is it really a bad thing? Being a little chubby? I think it might suit you.” He finally looks up at Hoseok his lips curled into a light smile.

Hoseok’s eyes grow wide at his reply.
“I know I’m pretty skinny right now. I guess, maybe it wouldn’t be a bad thing for me to gain a few kilos. To be completely honest, sometimes when I see Jungkook’s shape I feel a little jealous of his muscles. But I was just worried, you know, what would you guys think of it if I gained weight? And what would Army think of it?.”

“I think the members would love it, and Army too, seeing that you’re eating well and staying healthy.”
“Oh, you think so?” Hoseok paused for a moment, thinking, ” Well, and then how about you? What would you think, hyung?”

“Me?”  Yoongi laughs a bit.

”As for me Hoseok-ah, I would love it the most.” Yoongi can’t help the blush from spreading on his cheeks as he says those words.

He reaches out to pat the youngers fluffy bed hair and then his hand slides to his face and caresses Hoseok’s soft cheek.

“To be honest, you’re really cute, but maybe you would be even cuter after gaining a few.”

“I suspected you would say something like that.” Hoseok laughs.

“I hope you didn’t assume that I’m completely oblivious to what you and the other guys were doing in the past few days. I mean look at you, you keep bringing me all this food and then you get all flustered and blushy when you spoon feed me with it.”
“And about that health drink. Or whatever you guys call it. At first I was wondering what it could be. I thought maybe there could be some ginseng somewhere in it. But its just a protein shake, is it? Am I right?”

“Yeah, kind of. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you from the start.”

“It’s okay, hyung. You weren’t even as sneaky as you might have thought you were. I figured it out myself quickly. And look, I’m fine with it. Seriously the last few days felt like heaven to me. You guys are all so attentive. I really appreciate that you’re worried for my health.”

“So, you would be fine if we continue this… attentiveness?” Yoongi says as he shifts back to hovering above the younger boy.

“Go on hyung, I give you my permission, you can be as attentive as you want.” Hoseok smirks at him.

Hearing that, Yoongi grins victoriously and slowly slides his hand under Hoseok’s shirt, finally feeling the soft warm skin of the dancer’s small tummy under his fingertips. He pats it lightly.

“Hyung?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you maybe have something sweet? Like some cookies or chocolate? I guess I’m still feeling a bit hungry.” Hoseok pats his belly giving the elder a pleading look.

Yoongi nods fervently and dashes out of the room to fetch Hoseok some cookies and milk from the kitchen.

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Hoseok’s POV

Hoseok wakes up and rolls around in his bed.

He rubs his eyes drowsily, then groans when he checks the time. It’s about 30 minutes earlier before his alarm is supposed to go off.

Why did I wake up like this? I should be sleeping.

His question gets answered by a loud grumble from his belly.

Ah yes, in the past two weeks he developed quite an appetite. He was surprised by how quickly he felt hungry after meals these days, even though he was eating much more than before.

As Hoseok’s stomach got used to the regular stuffings, it demanded much more food until it was full, and he felt satisfied.

The dancer grasped at his belly trying to numb the hunger pain. His fingertips sunk slightly into the soft skin of his middle. Surprised by the softness under his touch, he squeezed his flabby midsection curiously.

Of course, he knew this was gonna happen. He expected it.

But since they were so busy with work on the daily basis, Hoseok didn’t really have time to keep up with fully noticing all the changes in his body. Last time he properly saw his stomach, he had a clear set of abs and sharp protruding hipbones. Now, as he traced his palm around, all he could feel was soft and rounded out shapes.

Hoseok got up from his bed and stood in front of the mirror. When he took off his shirt a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Any hints of the ribcage, that used to show itself so visibly from under his skin, were gone. Just like that, his abs, as he already kind of expected, were no longer noticeable. Instead, they got replaced by a round and soft looking tummy with a deep-set belly button.

He pinched a roll of fat curiously between his fingers. Then he traced his palms from the center of his stomach to his newly developed love handles and shook the flesh under his hands feeling how it gave a slight jiggle.

As for the upper part of his body, his pecks still had their definition, maybe gotten even bigger as well. Hoseok noted that his body didn’t gain only fat but some muscles too, thanks to the protein drink the boys kept making for him. But, of course, just as the rest of his body, his pecks were coated by a layer of softness. Hoseok could still see his collarbones, they were just much less prominent than he remembered.

To continue his body check, the dancer turned around to inspect his ass in the mirror. He smoothed his loose pyjama pants around his hips to get a better view of it. Well no surprise, just as the rest of his body, it has gotten thicker, wider. Hoseok couldn’t help but think it looked pretty nice. His thighs felt strong, thickened up as well and touching each other a bit at the upper part.

This is all the boys’ doing he thought and blushed at the memory of the others stuffing him with various foods at different times throughout the previous two weeks.

Hoseok really enjoyed it, just as he had confessed to Yoongi before. He never knew he would be in for this kind of thing, but he just loved the attention the boys gave him. And loved getting fed by them, the full warm feeling of his stuffed belly. He loved the way his body changed. He felt so much stronger now.

His stamina has gotten better nowadays, he didn’t feel dizzy anymore. Even after they went through their full dance routine several times in a row.

Our energetic Hoseok is back. He remembered the sudden praise he got from their dance instructor, something he hadn’t heard in ages.

Out of all the stuffings and the foods he ate, his favorite were definitely breakfasts.

He liked to start his day by seeing Yoongi hovering above him as the first thing in the morning.

Even though the rapper tried to keep his disinterested facial expression the whole time, Hoseok could see the glint of excitement in the elder’s eyes.

Hoseok didn’t mind if Yoongi came to feed him with someone else as well. He noticed that Jimin in particular, was very keen on feeding him also. He was always giggling, a bit too excessively in the nervous manner of his, when he watched Hoseok munch on his food. Sometimes, he even noticed the younger boy’s face getting red, like that one time Hoseok accidentally licked Jimin’s finger when he was showing a red bean bun into the elder’s mouth

When there were three of them, the atmosphere was always light-hearted. They all just talked casually while feeding him.

But, when Hoseok was alone with Yoongi, it all felt different.

Hoseok could see how jittery the rapper was. He would stutter from time to time, his hands were shaking slightly. It was interesting to see his usually calm and collected hyung acting this way. To Hoseok’s surprise, Yoongi was getting shyer somehow as the days went by.

He even stopped reaching to palm the dancer’s stuffed tummy as he used to before. Hoseok sometimes wondered if Yoongi didn’t want to touch his stomach or something, because of the fat which was slowly but surely gathering there.

But he also remembered how Yoongi told him he would like to see him gain some weight. So, it couldn’t that he minded Hoseok’s growing form. He really wondered, what was the reason the elder started facing away from him while he stuffed his mouth. He wished Yoongi would look at him more, his cat-like eyes gazing into his. His hands on Hoseok’s belly massaging him to ease the pain.

When Hoseok hears a couple of soft knocks on his door, he rushes towards his bed wriggling back into the blankets

“Come in.” He calls at the door.

Yoongi’s POV

“Finally, you’re here, hyung. I’m starving.”

Yoongi chuckles seeing the boy pouting at him, his whole body buried under the blankets.

So adorable.

Yoongi noticed that as the days went by, Hoseok was getting better at taking in more food. His appetite has grown significantly. Nowadays, the younger often whined how hungry he was asking what took him so long as soon as he saw him enter his room in the morning.

Yoongi didn’t think badly of it though. Everything Hoseok did was cute to him, even if he was being a little whiny. He knew it was all just because the dancer was hungry and needed to fill his belly up with some tasty meal. Lately, Hoseok often asked for seconds or something sweet after he finished everything Yoongi brought to him.

The elder wastes no more time. He places the tray on a table next to Hoseok’s bed.

Today, he prepared the other’s favorite – toast with scrambled egg, bacon and jam. He made a nice bunch of them, but just in case also fried up a few pancake’s which he topped with whipped cream and strawberries. There were also two muffins and a banana on the plate.

Yoongi brought the first toast to Hoseok’s waiting mouth. The younger took a big bite of it.

He watches as the boy chews down his first bite contentedly. His cheeks were puffy and round, and his whole face had a healthy glow to it.

Yoongi gulps looking at the younger, then averts his gaze when Hoseok locks eyes with him. Lately he has been struggling more and more to keep his cool when he was with him.

Yoongi should have probably expected this to happen, but as Hoseok’s frame was growing bigger, he started having more issues trying not to get aroused by it. Truth be told, he really wanted to see what Hoseok looked like now, under all the blankets, under his pyjamas.

Yoongi noticed how the dancer started filling out his loose clothes. He just wished he could explore his naked body with his eyes, his hands, maybe even his mouth.

He was so worried of slipping off and giving into his fantasies, possibly to the discomfort of the younger boy. He had to hold himself back, even stopped rubbing the other’s belly. Though he wanted to do just that. To lift up Hoseok’s shirt and pepper kisses all over his tummy.

Yoongi often had to hide himself at the toilet after the morning feeding session, and relieve himself to his sick fantasies of the cute boy and his full puffy cheeks.

After they are finished with all the food Yoongi prepared for Hoseok this morning, there is a silent pause. Yoongi stares once again as Hoseok pats his belly over his shirt. He can kind of see the round curve of it swollen from all the food.

“Do you have something sweet for me, hyung?”

“Yeah I have.” Yoongi says, then feels his face heat up when he realizes the double meaning of the sentence.

Hoseok doesn’t seem to notice.

Yoongi stiffly goes back to the kitchen and comes back with a big plate of tiramisu cake.

“Oh, looks good.” Hoseok licks his lips in anticipation.
Yoongi bites his lower lip down as he approaches him.

He brings the first forkful to Hoseok’s lips, the younger hums in approval as he tastes the cake.

Yoongi is standing next to the bed and feeds him the cake slowly with a fork. Since he is on the side of the bed the angle feels uncomfortable.

Yoongi is about to bring another forkful to the dancer’s lips.

Hoseok closes his eyes his mouth open waiting for the next piece of the creamy cake.

But there is nothing.

“Oh sorry, Hoseok-ah.” Yoongi clumsily grabs the fallen piece of the cake from the blanket and tries to wipe the stain away with his thumb.

“Hyuung, you’re making it messier than it already is.” Hoseok also attempts to rub the stain and then notices the crumbs all over the blanket and brushes them away.

“You know, hyung,” Hoseok licks a bit of tiramisu from his finger, “why don’t you come a little closer to me. From this side it’s a bit hard to reach.”

I guess this is it. Yoongi gulps.

“Well, if you don’t mind…” He starts.

“Of course, I don’t mind, hyung.” Hoseok laughs. “Just come onto the bed already.” He pats the side next to him.

Yoongi is startled by the younger’s suggestion. He is sure his face just turned tomato shade red. He was already feeling a bit riled up, and now he’s about to climb into the bed closer to Hoseok and stuff him with cake. The chances of holding back his arousal are almost one to a million at this point.

Nevertheless, he just can’t say no to the brunette and his pouty face. And of course, he does want to do it. He wants it too much.

 Yoongi awkwardly climbs onto the bed and straddles Hoseok.

“See, that’s much better, right?” The younger smiles.

All Yoongi manages to do is to nod silently. His heart is beating so fast it might jump out of his body at any second.

Trying to recollect his cool, he gathers all the strength left in both his body and mind. He puts the plate on the bed right next to them, then brings another forkful to Hoseok’s waiting lips.

More bites of cake follow quickly after.

Hoseok is not making it easy for Yoongi. His face is in pure bliss as he hums around each forkful. He keeps smacking his lips and licking the remains of the creamy cake from them. Here and there, he even lets out a small high-pitched whine. It seems that the dancer isn’t really realizing he is making these noises, but to Yoongi’s ears they sound like a symphony.

It doesn’t even take much time before Yoongi thinks he is going to lose his mind.

He desperately wants to touch the younger, touch his belly.

But, he is afraid at the same time. Afraid that if he does that, he won’t be able to stop, won’t be able to go back.

He tries to avoid instinctively holding onto it.

Then it happens.

Yoongi leans into Hoseok to feed him another bite.

His shaky hand slips and he almost falls onto him.

Luckily, he manages to hold himself up with one hand on the wall, right next to the younger’s face.

Suddenly, they are so close. Yoongi can feel the Hoseok’s breath on his face.

His heart beats furiously as Hoseok looks up at him.

The younger is prying his cute downturned eyes into his, clearly waiting for something to happen.

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Yoongi stares into Hoseok’s chocolate brown eyes.

He can smell the sweet fresh scent of his shampoo.

Feel the heat from the younger’s body under him.

And then he just leans in.

Yoongi closes his eyes as he presses his lips onto Hoseok’s warm ones.

They are softer than he imagined, much sweeter when he tastes them now.

He starts moving his lips eagerly into the others’ still ones.

Then he leans away.

“Hyung.” Hoseok looks at him with his eyes half-lidded.

It’s like a slap

Back to reality.
No. What did I just do?

Yoongi panics. He really is currently sitting on top of his friend whom he just kissed quite passionately.

“Hoseok-ah I-“ Yoongi stutters.

“Kiss me again hyung.” Hoseok whispers.

What.

“What?” Yoongi thinks he heard him badly.

Hoseok props himself on his arms with some difficulty. He leans his upper body towards the elder then proceeds to connect their lips again.

At first, the dancer just presses a soft peck into them, but Yoongi is quick to react and deepens the kiss.

Yoongi licks at the seam of Hoseok’s mouth pushing his tongue inside exploring the warmness of it.

Hoseok lowers himself to rest his back on the pillow, trying to push the rapper down with him.
Yoongi fiddles his hands awkwardly around the dancer’s shoulders as he looks for a place to hold himself above Hoseok.
As they continue kissing Yoongi starts feeling his muscles strain from the uncomfortable position hovering over the other boy. Eventually he slides lower and sits on his lap.

Yoongi’s hands starts slowly travelling down from Hoseok’s shoulders towards his chest while he continues kissing him.

He grazes his fingertips over Hoseok’s soft pecks.
Then his hand glides even lower but stops right above the other’s stomach.

They break the kiss both gasping for air.

“Hoseok-ah. I like you. Like a lot. But I just don’t wanna do anything that’s uncomfortable for you" Yoongi grabs onto Hoseok’s hand squeezing it slightly.

“Hyung. I’m okay, just. Please keep going.” Hoseok flips his hand so he’s holding Yoongi’s now.

“I can tell just how much you’re holding back, hyung. You know I’m okay with it. I-I like you too.” He looks into the elder’s eyes.

“I miss when you used to rub my tummy. And I know you enjoy it. So why are you holding back.”

He says as he guides Yoongi’s hand and places it on the top of his stomach.

Yoongi finally feels it. After weeks of abstinence. His palm placed on the dancer’s stuffed belly.

The rapper immediately starts moving his hand in small circles tracing the round shape of the tummy. Even though it’s over a shirt he can feel the softness and warmness of it.

“Oh finally. It feels so good hyung. So soothing.” Hoseok closes his eyes enjoying how Yoongi’s eager palms ease up the tightness of his stomach.

Yoongi slides his hand down over the round curve of it grabbing at the hem of the younger’s pyjama shirt.

“This.” He squeezes the hem of the shirt, “Can I take this off?”

Hoseok nods and starts undoing the buttons but Yoongi holds his hands.

“No, no. Let me do it.”

Hoseok let’s go of the buttons and instead rests his hands on top of Yoongi’s thighs.

The elder begins undoing his buttons starting from the top.

With the first two ones he reveals Hoseok’s chest.

Yoongi’s mouth starts watering even more than it already was when he sees how wide and sturdy it has gotten.

Dance practice combined with protein shakes and ridiculously inflated daily calorie intake has turned the younger’s once frail torso into a strong but fleshy looking chest.

Delectable.

“Seok-ah. Damn, you look so hot.” Yoongi says in amazement as he reaches to touch the beautiful caramel-toned chest presented in front of his eyes.

Hoseok’s pecks are protruding but soft, his nipples hardened from excitement.

Yoongi can’t help but take one of those perky buds into his mouth.

He teases it with his tongue while twisting the other one lightly between his fingers.

“Mmmh.” The younger tries to bite down his lip to suppress a moan escaping his lips.

“Oh, are you sensitive here, baby.” The dancer whimpers hearing the pet name Yoongi just addressed him with.

“That’s really cute Seok-ah.” Yoongi smirks as he sucks at his nipple again earning another whine from the younger.

He undoes another button almost revealing the younger’s tummy.

The part he is most excited for.

“I don’t think I will be able to hold back anymore when you look so delicious like this.”

He undoes the last two buttons and finally reveals the body hidden under it.

There it is in front of his eyes.

Yoongi blinks twice his eyes attempting to process the moment.

Hoseok’s tummy is round and looks quite hefty. It’s sitting there protruded outwards in a convex shape probably thanks to the morning stuffing which happened just a while ago.

The belly button is deep and the flesh around it looks particularly soft.

Hoseok’s sides are cushiony as well, small love handles spilling over the rubber hem of his pyjama pants.

Fuck.

Yoongi bites his lower lip eyes roaming over the younger’s exposed torso.

It didn’t even take that long.

No ribs, no visible abs.

Hoseok managed to put on all this weight so quickly.

And it was all thanks to our care for him.

Yoongi felt proud, well mostly aroused, but also a little proud.

“Seok-ah. Look at you. So beautiful.” He said tracing his fingers over the side of his stomach feeling the softness of the flesh.

“Well, I got kind of chubby.” The younger lets out an awkward laugh.

Yoongi sinks his fingers into the pliant fat grabbing a roll between his fingers.

Yoongi smirks. He suddenly gained more confidence after seeing that the boy didn’t try to stop him from feeling up his pudgy side.

“Yeah. Well, this is what happens when you just stuff yourself with any food that we put in front of  you.” He traces two fingers following the shape of Hoseok’s midsection.
“But you always make meals for me, hyung. It’s your fault. And the guys’ as well.” The younger boy protests.

“Oh really?” Yoongi chuckles, ”So, it was me who kept whining about being hungry yesterday night even after eating four bowls of jjajangmyeon for dinner?”

“No, but that was-“

“Even Jungkook ate just one bowl and a half. Meanwhile our Hoseokie practically licked clean all four of those.”

“Well, but you guys got four for me so-“

“So, you had to eat them all? Is that it?”

“No, but-“

“And was it me as well who told you to eat a family sized tub of ice cream as a dessert after that?”

“Well, Jiminnie bought that one.”

“So, Jimin told you to, huh?”

“No, but it was the new flavor I told him I wanted to try. Oh, and it was so good.” Hoseok licks his lips at the memory of the salted caramel flavored dessert.

“Yeah, so you ate the whole thing like a pig.”

“Jiminnie helped me eat it.” Yoongi tsked.

“You became such a glutton Hoseok-ah.” Yoongi couldn’t hold back his smirk as he stroked Hoseok’s round cheek his fingers dipping under the bigger boy’s chin pressing into the excess flesh gathered there.

“Now look at all this.” Yoongi shifted his hand gripping Hoseok’s belly a bit more roughly.

“Well I do have to admit, we were taking extra care making sure you eat plenty.”

“And look at this. You’ve grown such a nice well-fed tummy.” He gives said tummy a soft pat earning a small jiggle from it.

Yoongi then holds Hoseok by his love handles and starts from the top of the belly, kissing, licking even taking small nibbles of the soft skin here and there.

Hoseok begins to whimper at the feeling of Yoongi mouthing his stomach the nibbles soon enough turn into needy bites to the soft skin.

Yoongi gets all the way down pulling away the blanket covering Hoseok’s legs.

He notices the outline of Hoseok’s cock straining against the thin fabric of his pyjamas.

Hoseok is obviously just as excited as him.

Yoongi places his hands on each of the younger’s girthy thighs and looks at him waiting.

“Seok-ah. Should I keep going? It’s okay if you say no.” He smiles at him. He needs to hear Hoseok’s consent before continuing.

“Yoongi.” Hoseok huffs out. “Just go on, please. I want it.”

“Hm? Just Yoongi?” The elder chuckles hands kneading into Hoseok’s soft upper thighs. His thumbs keep digging into the part nearest to his crotch.

“Yoongi hyung”. His tone gets desperate.

“Yoongi hyung what?” The rapper waits still, trying to provoke the other a little more.

“Please, touch me. There. Please.” Hoseok bites his lower lip as he squirms under Yoongi’s hands which are teasing him so much. Ghosting around his inner thighs and almost coming to contact with his throbbing length only to back away every time.

Yoongi finally places his palm onto Hoseok’s hard member earning a satisfied moan from the dancer as he starts palming him through the thin fabric of his pyjamas.

He traces the firm length of it from the core to the head noticing the wet patch of precum that already soaked into the pants.

Yoongi grabs the hem of Hoseok’s pyjama and peels it off him making his member spring up immediately.

He takes Hoseok’s length in his hand.

Hoseok closes his eyes mouthing a silent fuck when Yoongi licks a stripe from the base to the head of his cock.

Yoongi gives one small lick to the head and then slowly takes the whole thing into his mouth.

He starts bobbing his head up and down making more and more satisfied grunts and moans escape Hoseok’s lips.

Yoongi slows his pace after a while and shifts his mouth away sucking on Hoseok’s balls softly.
His hands are roaming over the dancer’s legs.

“Your thighs have gotten so thick Seok-ah, I wonder if your jeans even fit nowadays.”

“I’m not- ah, sure.” Hoseok whimpers midsentence as the elder suddenly bites into the sensitive skin of his inner thigh.

“I’ve been wearing only sweatpants these days, since we mostly just had practice.”

“Hm, I bet some of your jeans wouldn’t go past these anymore.” He says as he digs his fingers into the younger’s sturdy thighs.

“Or past this.” Yoongi ads as he crawls his hands underneath groping Hoseok’s plush ass roughly making the other squeal in surprise.

“You’re so gorgeous Hoseok. You know how hard is it not to stare at your ass during practice? Especially when you basically shake it right in front of my eyes all the time when we dance.”

“Yeah you’ve been clumsier during the practice recently.” Hoseok laughs.

“Well, can you blame me? What am I supposed to do when this jiggles every time you move?” He says as he kneads Hoseok’s fat cheeks spreading them slightly with his hands.

Yoongi moves back to grip Hoseok’s love handles. Holding onto the fleshy sides firmly he starts grinding his hard member into the younger’s equally stiff one.

“Yoongi hyung.” Hoseok closes his eyes as he rocks his hips desperately into the smaller one’s. “I’m- I’m gonna come soon.”

Hearing that, Yoongi unzips his pants as quickly as possible. He reaches for a bottle of hand cream on the nightstand table and squirts some of it into his palm.

He takes out his cock and holds it together with Hoseok’s jerking both of them in unison.

Yoongi groans lowly at the sensation of the other’s hot dick rubbing against his own.

The whole room is filled with Hoseok’s high pitched needy whines, Yoongi’s low grunts and the sound of his hand rubbing up their lubed-up cock’s.

It doesn’t take long before Yoongi feels his balls tightening as he is about to come.

Hoseok is losing his control the rhythm of his hips is getting less and less even as he rocks them into Yoongi’s hand erratically.

“Hyung. Ah! I’m coming. I’m coming!”

Yoongi quickens his pace as he feels himself coming as well.

Soon both his hand as well as their cocks get coated in semen. Some of it even lands on Hoseok’s round belly.

“Hyung. Hoseok looks at him sheepishly. That was amazing.”

“But we got it even messier here than it already was.” He adds.

“Don’t worry Seok-ah. I will wipe it down for ya.” Yoongi smirks.

He comes back in a second with clean hands and a wet towel.

He wipes the come from Hoseok’s skin carefully as the younger watches him.

After he gets Hoseok clean again, he notices the last bite of tiramisu waiting silently on the plate next to them.

He scoops it up on a fork and stuffs the remaining piece into Hoseok’s mouth.

"It’s time to start the day Seok-ah.”  Yoongi smiles as he leans to kiss him softly on the lips.

“You’re much sweeter than the cake, hyung.” Hoseok grins at him.

Chapter Text

After Hoseok’s rapid weight gain, the boys all agreed to slow down a bit and stop feeding him so aggressively. The dancer now had a healthy amount of flesh on him. Some might even argue that it was a bit too much for an idol.

Luckily for Hoseok, the outfits he was wearing now a days during their public appearances were very loose.

Of course, there were fans who pointed out his roundened features and expressed their happiness with Hoseok’s healthy appearance. But thanks to his roomy hoodies he kept wearing, they couldn’t really notice the slope of his pudgy stomach or spot the stretch marks that have sprouted on his sides.

When the boys decided to slow down with the whole feeding thing, they were not thinking about a diet though. They were just worried about a possible backlash from the public and their manager if Hoseok suddenly doubled in size. Still, the habits and the dynamic they all developed in the group were difficult to break.

Truth be told, the slowing down thing was much easier said than done.

Hoseok was got affectionate and cuddly when he was being fed. Or when he was hungry, he would pout at them his chubby cheeks making him too adorable for anyone to resist. Then, he hugged and squished the other boys into his soft frame as they put spoonful after spoonful of rice, ice cream or maybe some fast food into his mouth.

Sometimes when he got too stuffed that he could barely move, he became drowsy. Then it was Jungkook’s time to show off his strength. The maknae liked to brag about pumping iron all the time. But lately, even he was huffing under the dancer’s weight as he carried him back to bed to sleep his overindulgence off.

Yes, of course they all tried to slow down a bit.

Still, even with their schedules, Hoseok managed to have around eight meals a day. As he got used to by now.

They tended to start their schedules very early. Every morning Hoseok woke up with a hand stroking his hair.

First breakfast was naturally served by Yoongi. The elder was not shy with him anymore. He caressed Hoseok’s body softly peppering kisses here and there as the younger boy ate. After feeding him, Yoongi kissed him deeply, then lifted up his pajama shirt and started nuzzling into his round belly.

The smaller man liked to climb onto Hoseok’s bed to tower over him. When Hoseok swallowed his last bite, the sweet little kisses turned into deep hungry ones that made both of them warm in all different places.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t always enough time to do much more than that. Not to mention it might knock them out to sleep right after. They had to wait until later.

Just before getting out of their shared accommodation, Hoseok quickly ate second breakfast together with the others. Another long day was ahead of them after all.

They are in USA now

Hoseok is in his hotel room, thinking over what to wear for the day. An interview is scheduled for later this afternoon. They were told to just dress casually for it, so he digs through his luggage until he picks up a pair of patchwork denim jeans. He found them a couple weeks ago at the back of his pants closet. Figuring he haven’t worn them in a long time, he packed them with him.

Why haven’t I been wearing these anyway? They are so unique! He notes as he holds them up inspecting the different shades of blue combined together.

But as he proceeds to pull them up his thighs, a problem occurs. The jeans are just up his mid thigs now and the fabric already feels very snug around them. Hoseok pulls more, luckily the fabric is a bit stretchy, still it’s not easy. He manages to squeeze his pillowy thighs in the denim.

The next issue are the hips.

Hoseok turns to the body mirror in the hotel room and blushes.

Is that Hoseok in the mirror really me? He stares at his reflection in disbelief.

That Hoseok, who is right now desperately trying to squeeze his visibly too small jeans over his wide hips? He studies his reflection for a while as the thought flows back and forth through his head.

Hoseok jumps from side to side trying to tug the pants over his plump ass. Finally, he feels the fabric slide up.

It’s a bit suffocating though.

Nonetheless, he smiles to himself triumphantly for a second, right before realizing the biggest challenge is still in front of him.

It was literarily in front of him.

Just the same as the Hoseok in the mirror, who now too had a sizeable doughy tummy squished to the front by the sides of the jeans.

Can I even button them up now?

He frowned looking back at the other Hoseok as if he were expecting an answer from him. He remembered when Yoongi teased him about possibly not fitting into his jeans anymore. His hyung would be very pleased to see him struggle right now.

Nonetheless Hoseok is already decided to wear something cool today. The patchwork jeans have to fit!

Since I got so far, I have to try more. Come on you can do it! He tells himself.

He lays down on his back lifting his hips up and starts tugging desperately at the sides of his jeans attempting to make the hole and the button meet. He sucks in his belly as much as he can.

Finally. Hoseok huffs out in relief as he manages to button the jeans up.

He holds in his breath once more and pulls the zipper up.

Ugh, tight, tight, tight!

He stands up very carefully since now he can fully feel the tightness of the material. His stomach is spilling prominently over the hem of the jeans that are absolutely suffocating him.

The swell of his belly and sides is a bit noticeable even under his wide shirt. Hoseok grabs his oversized hoodie that reaches all the way to his upper thighs.

All set! Hoseok smiles at himself in the mirror.

He’s still feeling pretty embarrassed but also happy, because in the end he did win over the jeans.

He heads to the recording studio

Jin and Jungkook are already waiting outside of the recording booth sitting next to each other on the padded chairs.

“Oi! Hoseok-ah! Finally, you’re here.” Jin calls at Hoseok as he sees him approaching.

“Now we just have to wait for Jimin, as usual.” he rolls his eyes looking at Jungkook who just silently nods.

“Nice pants hyung.” Jungkook smiles as he looks up at Hoseok.

“Aren’t they a bit tight on you though?” Jin grins at the rapper.

“No…They fit… okay.” Hoseok blushes. He tries to force away the memory of the battle that happened a while ago in his hotel room.

“Okay, okay. Just… I noticed you walk like you’re uncomfortable, you know?” Jin grins.

“No really, these are sooo comfy.” Hoseok fake laughs. Truth be told, he can still feel the hem of the jeans biting into his stomach.

“If you say so. Anyway, where the hell is Jimin? Yah, seriously, is he trying to break a record in being late or what?”The eldest shakes his head in disbelief.

Just as Jin asks the question, Jimin dashes through the main door. He hurriedly apologizes to the staff bowing here and there as he approaches the other members.

“Jin-hyung, Hoseokie-hyung, Jungkook-ah. So sorry.” He runs over to them still carrying his big leather bag.

Jimin gets over to Hoseok and squeezes him in a tight hug as to apologize more.

“No, don’t worry about it Jimin-ah.” He pats the younger’s shoulder assuringly.

Jimin doesn’t let go quickly, instead he keeps holding Hoseok some more. He notices the younger’s small hands kneading into his soft back.

Well, Jimin has always been this touchy. Right?

“Oh, nice pants hyung.” Jimin blurts out when he finally releases Hoseok from his deadlock. “So nice, I mean they look so nice on you.” Jimin laughs awkwardly as his eyes travel up and down Hoseok’s legs.

“Ahem.” Jin interrupts making Jimin flinch. “If you’re done admiring Hoseok’s so nice jeans, would you care explaining why you’re so late?” he gives him an annoyed look.

“Well.” Jimin starts. “I was buying some snacks.” Hearing that, Jin’s eyes widen.

“You know, hyung… our schedule is a bit long. So, they postponed the lunch break. Well…” Jimin gives him a look with a faint smile on his lips.
Jin is confused before something clicks. “Ah! Snacks. No problem then.” Surprisingly he quiets down.

It’s a bit unusual for Jin to calm down hearing such a pointless excuse. Hoseok notes.

It’s almost like snacks is a code for something else.

I wonder what kind of snack Jiminie got for us. Was the next thought that crossed Hoseok’s mind as he idly licked his lips.

Sometimes he surprised even himself. He has become, well… pretty gluttonous now a days.

Greedy. As Yoongi liked to call him as he massaged his swollen tummy while Hoseok took hungry bites of the fried chicken drumstick held towards his mouth.

Lately, Hoseok’s thoughts often tended to go back to food. Even when he wasn’t particularly hungry. He just thought about the next meal, next snack. Always eager to taste something good. Eager to make his belly sated and warm with delicious things.

He gets the answer to his question pretty early.

Just when they have their first short break from recording, Jimin gets his black expensive bag and sits right next to Hoseok who is resting. The singer reaches inside of the bag he pulls out a box of chocolates.

“Hoseokie-hyung, look.” He shakes the box in front of the elder. “These are Belgian pralines. You want some?”

Before Hoseok even says something the younger is already opening the box.

“Oh Jimin-ah they look good.” Hoseok hates to admit it but his mouth is already watering.

“Since we are working hard, we have to recharge our energy. Right?” Jimin smiles as picks up a piece of square shaped chocolate and guides it towards Hoseok’s mouth.

“Umh, sure.” The rapper says as he already savors the delicious rich chocolate in his mouth. As the wall of the bonbon is broken, he tastes the orange flavored filling on his tongue.

“These are so delicious Jimin-ah. The others should try them too.”

“Yeah, yeah.” The singer says a bit impatiently.

“But first, try this one as well hyung. This one is raspberry.” Jimin scoots noticeably closer to Hoseok bringing another piece of chocolate into his mouth.

Hoseok starts wondering if it’s really what he thinks is happening right now. This situation is fairly familiar to him, though he isn’t one hundred percent sure.

But…

Jimin always seemed very eager when Yoongi let him join their feeding sessions. When Hoseok was patting his stuffed belly he sometimes caught the younger staring in his direction with a faint blush on his cheeks.

But Jimin has never tried to initiate feeding on his own. And in public on top of that.

When the third chocolate enters Hoseok’s mouth, he notices the younger is so close their thighs are rubbing against each other.

“Have a bit more hyung. The lunch is going to be late today, and I know how much you’re used to eat now. You must be hungry already.” Jimin’s voice is almost as smooth and delicious as the chocolate.

Hoseok gets goosebumps when he feels the other’s breath close to his ear.

He has to admit, he was getting a bit hungry. Even though the chocolates by far aren’t enough to satiate him, it was still better than nothing.

Jimin feeds him another piece while his other hand crawls around Hoseok’s back.

“Hyung, you’re getting so soft here.” He smiles as he squeezes the rapper’s doughy side over his huge hoodie.

“You’re so lovely. You have no idea how often I think about you.” He whispers into Hoseok’s ear. The voice tingles in his head sending a shiver down his spine.

“I can’t stop looking at you. Can’t stop watching you. Do you even know what you’re doing to me?” Jimin slides his free hand under Hoseok’s hoodie his fingers grazing the warm skin underneath.

“Jimin-ah, what-?” the elder manages to say when he feels the hand curiously pinch at his bare skin.

“You’re so gorgeous hyung.”

Jimin’s fingers are sinking into his side small hand grabbing onto a roll of fat. His other hand busy as well placing piece by piece of the chocolate candies into Hoseok’s mouth.

“Hmmm.” Jimin lets out a contended sigh when his palm reaches the center of Hoseok’s stomach. He shakes it lightly setting the abundant flesh in motion. It’s like he lost himself in touching the elder under his hoodie forgetting they are still in public.

“Guys the break is over.” The voice of one of the staff interrupts them.

They both flinch and move away from each other.

Jimin pulls his hand from under Hoseok’s hoodie parting sadly with his jiggly stomach. Hoseok finishes the last candy and they head back both of their faces still flushed from the excitement.

When lunch time finally comes around Hoseok is starving

The chocolates, cookies and a snickers bar Jimin eventually fed him with, were obviously just a little snack to him.

Even though his stomach is so empty, it doesn’t change anything about the fact it’s still aggressively pushing into the hem of his pants. As uncomfortable as it was Hoseok kind of got used to it and sometimes even forgot about the suffocating tightness of his pants.

They come to the restaurant together with the staffs. The members claim a table in the corner of the restaurant. Hoseok gets a seat next to the wall and Jimin happily scoots next to him.

They order four portions of dalkalbi.

When the food in the huge pot is cooked enough, they start putting it onto their plates.

“Here, take this big piece, hyung.” Jimin picks a bite of meat and adds it to Hoseok’s plate.

The rapper digs in happily, ignoring how the hem of his pants squeezes into his belly even more when sitting down.

The members discuss their experience with the recording. They don’t forget to fill Hoseok’s plate a little bit more adding bites of food from the pot to his serving.

Hoseok, even when preoccupied with eating the portions on his plate, can’t help but notice how Jimin keeps eying him.

Also, as he keeps eating the pants are getting so tight. His belly can’t find any more free space to stretch out to.

Hoseok really wants to unbutton, unzip those annoying jeans. Hell, he would have even thrown them all off if he were alone. Or with Yoongi. But since they are in public it won’t do.

Also, it’s very likely that once he unbuttons them, they won’t let him button them up back. At least not for today.

He polishes off his plate with these thoughts.

“Hyung, you ate so fast. You must have been starving.” Jungkook says.

“Let’s finish up with rice.” Jin suggests, then presses the button to call service.

After feeding up with the rice Hoseok is absolutely stuffed.

He kind of waddles as they leave the table earning You okay, hyung? from Jungkook and You ate so well  from Jimin.

He is glad that he chose to wear the oversized hoodie this morning, since it covers the extreme discomfort of his too small jeans.

I should have just worn sweatpants. Hoseok frowns to himself.

The pants fit on him like they are ready to burst in the seams at any minute. He silently prays the patchwork parts are sewn together well enough.

As Hoseok walks the jeans even start riding lower letting his bulging stomach spill more prominently over them hem. The zipper seems to have gone down already unable to keep up with the pressure.

That makes it much less painful for the rapper, but there is also a rising threat that something bad will happen to his pants. He just hopes they make it safe back to the hotel room where he can rip them off and never wear ever again.

He just has to be careful and bear it until they get back to the hotel.

I can manage that, right?

Before that, there’s still an interview waiting to happen.

Chapter Text

The interview is starting in about an hour from now. The members of the staff are all busy with preparations adjusting the setting of the room.

 
Yoongi approaches Hoseok, who’s waiting in the corner of the room.
“Had a good day, Hoba?” He grazes his side lightly.
“Did you have lunch?” Hoseok nods.
Yoongi moves with him to a bit secluded area in a corner next to a big curtain.

“Are you full, baby? How about a dessert? I brought you a little something on my way.” He pinches the younger’s chubby cheek.

“Look at you. So handsome, baby.” He strokes his blushing cheek.
“Hyung, someone might see us.” Hoseok looks around worried, yet he leans into the touch.

Yoongi moves the curtain slowly and guides the other to cover behind it with him.

Right as they do so, Hoseok feels two warm hands moving under his hoodie.

“Wow.” Yoongi whispers feeling up the curve of the younger’s bloated stomach.
“Someone stuffed himself silly during lunch.”
His breath is a bit shaky as he whispers into the younger’s ear.
“Yeah, I’m super full, Hyung.” Hoseok huffs out in relief as the smaller man massages his belly.

“But… Well, did you say brought me something?”
He asks leaning his head into the crook of the Yoongi’s neck.
The elder lets out a chuckle. Hoseok never turned down any offer to eat lately and it was starting to be really visible on his frame.
“I got a milkshake for you when we stopped for lunch before.”
“A milkshake?” The dancer’s voice rises a bit. “I think I could have a little sip.”

He changes his mind. The dakkalbi he ate for lunch was a bit too spicy, so it would be good to have something to cool him down now. Right? Just the perfect job for a small milkshake.

It’s not that the idea of having yet another sugary milky treat to munch on is almost impossible for him to resist. Definitely not.

“Are you sure though, Hoseok-ah?” Yoongi purrs into his ear.

“I just noticed these pants are crazy tight on you.” He adds as he slides his hand onto the younger’s hips squeezing them over the tight fabric.

“You wouldn’t want to pop a button on them, would you?” The elder says and to prove his point he tries to slide a finger between Hoseok’s love handle and the hem, proving it’s impossible.
“I think I already digested a bit, so I can handle it.” Hoseok says, though his tone is not so convincing.
Yoongi chuckles and gives the other a quick peck on his lips.
“Yeah.” He says darkly. “You’re gonna be fine, just enjoy yourself.”

They step out from the curtain discreetly. Yoongi then hands a bit flustered Hoseok a massive Oreo milkshake with whipped cream on top.

Hoseok finishes the shake right before the start of the interview.
The staff quickly reapplies his light pink lipstick. Then he heads on to sit in the upper row right behind Yoongi, who is seated in the front slightly under him.

The interview starts and Namjoon, as usual, takes most of the questions for him to answer.
Sometimes he passes the question onto another member, who then replies in English or Korean depending on how complicated the answer is.

As the interview goes on, Hoseok shifts uncomfortably in his seat.
His belly is so fully stuffed and aching.
The hem of his pants is stretched to the max and biting into his skin.
The button is pressing right into his oversensitive middle.

Nevertheless, he tries his best to have his trademark happy aura and react to the questions.
I hope no one can tell something is off.
He thinks while pulling his hoodie lower to make sure it covers his lap.

I wonder how long will this go on. Hoseok really can’t wait to finish the interview.

It’s hard to think about anything else than unbuttoning those hellish pants to relieve the pain and letting his stomach breathe.
He looks at Yoongi’s back.
He seems a bit stiff, his shoulders are tense. But then again, it’s hard to tell, since he is not the liveliest person to begin with.

“What has been your favorite dance move lately?”
Hoseok’s train of thought is interrupted suddenly as everyone turns their gazes on him.
Thinking he shouldn’t disappoint them, he immediately starts shaking his hips and throwing his arms around.
“EEEY.” He shouts happily as he keeps shaking his body.
They all start laughing.

Jimin then jumps up from his seat, followed by Taehyung, and they both start imitating Hoseok’s moves.
Hoseok, content that he made everyone smile with his little dance and successfully passed the question, quickly plops back onto his seat.

But as soon as he sits down there’s a weird ‘POP’.

Pop, that is immediately followed by a feeling of relief as the zipper of his pants slides down and his belly stretches out into the newfound space.

NO.

I- I- Did I just rip my pants?
Hoseok panics. His eyes widen as he realizes that it’s most definitely what just happened.
In the middle of an interview.
His throat goes dry.
He no longer feels uncomfortable in his jeans, but what if someone saw?

What if? Will it be visible on the camera?
How will he explain this? How will he explain that his button just suddenly flew of his pants?
And where is the button now anyway?

Hoseok tries to discreetly feel for the button over the folds of his hoodie.
Maybe it got stuck somewhere in the fabric.
But no, there isn’t anything.

Shit.

If they find it, they don’t have to assume it was me.
Well as long it isn’t on camera. He replies to himself.
Hoseok’s starts shaking nervously at the thought. He starts tapping his foot furiously.

Then Yoongi turns around calmly and gives him a soft smile.
Hoseok looks at him a bit strangely, but then smiles back.

Finally, after agonizing minutes, which felt like hours, the interview is over.
As they gather their stuff Hoseok gaze falls between the legs of the chairs.
No button here.
Where could it have fallen?
Oh god, I just hope no one will ever know of this.

Hoseok wants to hide his face in his hands right there, his cheeks are burning with embarrassment.
But he can’t, he has to hold the hem of his pants over the hoodie, so they slide don’t down his thighs.
Finally they gather all their stuff and leave to the van.

They ride back to the hotel.
Hoseok sits in the back next to Jimin and Yoongi.
They don’t pay much attention to him as they keep whispering something to each other.

He doesn’t really mind though. He’s far too busy thinking about his own problems.

Oh, I hope no one saw. He fumbles his fingers nervously.
Or maybe if it’s on the video they will cut it out. He thinks hopefully.
Or maybe they will notice it and decide to keep it there.
But that’s too embarrassing, they wouldn’t dare to keep it there, right?
Maybe I should talk to someone. It’s still better if a few people know then the whole fanbase.

He pats his belly over the hoodie.
I really let myself go, haven’t I.
He feels the belly sitting in his lap, proudly taking up all the space where the zipper and a button was about an hour ago.
He grabs a thick roll of fat and squeezes it curiously. There’s definitely much more to grab than last time.
Worst of all, he can feel himself slowly getting hungry again.

“Hoseokie-hyuuung.”
He’s a bit startled when he notices Jimin, who is grinning while looking at him intently.
Hoseok starts pretending he is just dusting off invisible crumbs from his hoodie.

“Yeah, Jimin-ah?”
“Ah, nothing, just, you look comfortable.” There is a weird glint in Jimin’s eyes as he says the last word.
“Thanks?” Hoseok replies wondering what exactly the younger meant by that.
“We are almost there. Aren’t you hungry?”

Yes, he is.
As much as it’s embarrassing to admit, even with everything he already ate today, he’s getting hungry again and he might even be starving as soon as they arrive at the hotel.
“A bit? Yeah, I guess I’m a bit hungry, I wouldn’t mind eating something small.”
And he really tries to sound convincing saying the last part.

“A bit, huh?” Yoongi finally speaks as well.
“Then how about having a little snack with me and Jiminie?”
Yoongi looks at Hoseok and licks his lips.
“Snack? Sounds good, let’s do that.” Hoseok replies weakly wondering what exactly this snack consists of in Yoongi’s mind.

When they finally arrive at the hotel, Hoseok heads straight to his room.
First and foremost he just needs to get out of his uncomfortable broken jeans.
He flips out the key card opens and stepping in he almost tugs down his jeans when he notices someone behind him.

“Hyung?” Hoseok is honestly surprised.
And a bit irritated.
He just needs a little time to change and recollect his thoughts about what happened during the interview.
“I just wanted to change before we eat together. Do you need anything?”
“Well,” though not really invited, Yoongi steps in and closes the door.
“I think I have something that belongs to you.”

He comes closer to Hoseok holding up his fist.
“Isn’t this yours?” He opens his fist to reveal a small metal button.

Hoseok keeps silent, just staring at the button of his jeans that he was searching for anxiously in the interview room, then shifts his eyes back on Yoongi.
“Is it yours or not, Hoseok-ah?” The rapper stares back at him smirking, he already knows the answer but just wants to hear it from the other.

“Yeah, it...It fell from my pants.” Hoseok feels his cheeks getting red from embarrassment again.
“How?” Yoongi chuckles
“Just randomly fell by itself?” He adds teasingly.
“Hyung, please this is not funny. What if someone saw? What should I do?” Hoseok whines, upset that the elder is taking his accident so lightheartedly.

“Don’t worry Seok-ah. It dropped on the chair right behind my back and I immediately hid it. It’s very unlikely that anyone saw.” Yoongi strokes Hoseok’s face to comfort him.
“So don’t worry about it anymore.” He plants a soft kiss on dancer’s cheek finally earning a smile from him.
“Thank you, hyung.” Hoseok whispers.
“Anytime.” Yoongi gives him an assuring smile. A smile that is pretty rare to be seen on him.

“Now.” Yoongi’s voice drops an octave lower.
“Take off your hoodie for hyung. I need to see what happened.”

Hoseok slowly lifts the hem of his hoodie up his face burning with embarrassment.
He pulls it over his head.
Meanwhile his pants, he was trying to hold up in place the whole time, slide a bit low, enhancing his swollen tummy.

“It was just an accident.” He says weakly while trying to pull up his jeans, the motion makes his whole midsection jiggle furiously
“Oh, wow.” Is all Yoongi manages to say as he approaches the younger biting his lip.
“Looks like a happy accident to me.” He places his hand on the underside of Hoseok’s stretched out belly.

“Honestly, I don’t think anyone noticed except for me, your timing was perfect.” He purrs in his ear his hand already smoothing over Hoseok’s fleshy side.
“Yeah, I really hope so, it would be so embarrassing, hyung.” Hoseok sniffs
“Don’t worry.” Yoongi kisses his cheek once more. The younger’s frown softens.

“Anyway, I can’t believe I actually ripped my pants.”
“Really you can’t? The way you’ve been eating so well all the time it was kind of inevitable.” Yoongi smirks. His hand is still smoothing over the younger’s belly pinching into the softness here and there.
“Of course, they were really tight on me I just… never imagined.”

“You know, just like three months ago.” He continues. ”I was so skinny I actually needed a belt to wear these.”
“You’ve grown so much for us, it’s honestly amazing. All the boys are so happy for you.” Yoongi pets his hair lovingly.

“And you look so healthy nowadays.” Yoongi strokes Hoseok’s side.
”So sexy.” He adds as he slides his hand lower squeezing the dancer’s plump ass firmly.
Hoseok whimpers at the touch and then just goes for the elder’s lips.

The share a kiss while Yoongi’s hand keeps kneading as much of Hoseok’s ass cheek as he’s able to grab.
“Hm.” Yoongi half moans as the finally break the kiss.
“I wonder how much you weight now.” He moves his soft cheeks up and down weighting them in his palms.
“Honestly, hyung, I have no idea. Last time I checked I was 60 kilo, that was way before you guys started making meals for me.”
Yoongi chuckles a bit “Let’s find out later.”

“Now we have more important stuff to do.”
He starts roaming his hands over Hoseok’s torso again lightly squeezing here and enjoying the plush warmness that is enveloping the youngers whole body.
Yoongi pushes Hoseok down to sit on the hotel bed.

Their make out session is interrupted by a distinct sound of a fabric ripping.
“Fuck, Hoseok. You’re making me crazy.” Yoongi grunts touching at the skin of his inner thighs peeking through the ripped denim.
“Hyung, help me get out of these already.”

He helps Hoseok tug off his broken jeans while practically ripping the remains of the denim off the younger boy.
“Hoseok-ah.” Yoongi caresses the younger’s newly exposed thigh.
“I told Jimin to bring dinner for us. How do you feel about him joining us?”
“He was talking about you nonstop today. I think he’s kind of fascinated by you.”

“Hyung, I’m okay with him joining us.” Hoseok smiles and he really means it.
“Okay, but today, well, if we do… anything you don’t like just let us know.” Yoongi gives him a soft smile.
“If I want to stop, I’m gonna say buttercup.” The younger choose his birth flower as his safe word.
“Good, baby.” He presses a tender kiss to Hoseok’s cheek.
“I’ll let Jiminnie know our room number.”

“I hope he comes soon. My stomach is so empty.” As to confirm his statement, Hoseok’s tummy rumbles loudly.

“You’re insatiable, aren’t you?” Yoongi snorts.
“You know what.” He then says as he pulls a chair in the middle of the room.

”Sit here.” Yoongi’s voice suddenly turns stern. Commanding.
Hoseok whimpers a bit hearing it. Then he gets up to sit in the chair.
Facing Yoongi he tries to read the elder’s stoic expression.

“Good boy.” Yoongi stands behind him.
“Now give me your hands.”

Chapter Text

 Jimin’s P.O.V.

Jimin expected many things when he was about to enter Hoseok’s room.
He expected to find his hyungs wrapped around each other.
Maybe kissing. Touching or groping each other.
Maybe even more.
He knew Yoongi couldn’t keep his hands of the boy lately and frankly he totally got it.
He couldn’t wait to touch Hoseok freely without any strangers or cameras around. 

Honestly Yoongi was being a bit greedy keeping Hoseok just to himself until now.
Jimin knew that without help the dancer wouldn’t be half as soft and squishy as he was now.
So, it was only right he got to get his reward for all the hard yet pleasurable work he has done.

Anyway, Jimin really expected to encounter many things as he opened the hotel room door.
But yet, as he entered, he dropped all the heavy bags with takeout on the floor.

There was Yoongi silently gripping Hoseok’s shoulders.
Hoseok was seated in a chair in just his shirt and boxers.
The slope of his soft tummy was only a bit visible as he sat since his shirt was so wide, yet it couldn’t be completely hidden anymore as it used to be.
His tan thighs were huge touching each other and spilling over sides of the chair as he sat. 

His arms were. 

Oh fuck.  

His arms were tied up behind his back by a piece of patchwork denim cloth.

“What-?” Jimin’s eyes widened at the scene before him.
Yoongi shifted one of his hands down onto Hoseok’s midsection stroking it while facing Jimin.

“Finally, you’re here, Jimin-ah.” He smirks.
“We we’re getting sooo so hungry.”

Jimin felt warmth gathering in his crotch.
Hoseok was just sitting there pliant letting Yoongi grope his chubby stomach.
Jimin couldn’t wait to stuff the other dancer with all the food he brought.

“I’m s-sorry.” Jimin stuttered a bit. He was so excited.
”It took me a bit longer, but I brought a lot for… us.” 

At this point it was really just a phrase for the game they played.
They all knew who’s gonna eat most of the food, if not all.

He starts setting all the food on a nearby table.
There’s cheesy pizza with meat and stuffed crust.
Four burgers with double patties together with fries and sprite.
Sweet and sour chicken with chow mein.
A huge box with a dozen donuts in it and a strawberry milkshake.

As he’s placing all the food on the table, he hears smacking noises.
Jimin turns around seeing Yoongi towering above Hoseok and hungrily devouring his mouth.
The younger let’s out a whine.
Jimin’s dick instantly chubs up even more in his pants. He bites his lip and turns around to place the last few items on the table.

“Wow. That’s a lot of food.” Hoseok finally speaks up panting his lips are wet from the fervent kissing.
“I didn’t know what to get for… us.”
“I hope you like it.”

“It looks delicious.” Hoseok licks his lips, his belly suddenly lets out a loud grumble.
“Hey.” Yoongi says. “Stop talking and let’s eat. We shouldn’t have our Hoseokie starving.”

“What should we start with?” Yoongi asks facing Jimin this time.
“How abou-“
“No.” Yoongi cuts Hoseok off. He gets closer to his ear and mumbles.
“You will stop talking for now and just eat what Jiminnie gives you, understood?”

“O-okay.” 

Fuck.
Yoongi was a bit scary now, but still it made Jimin’s member twitch once more.
He looked around the table deciding what food he should stuff into Hoseok first.
He grabbed one of the pizza slices.

Jimin brings the first slice to Hoseok’s mouth. The dancer opens his mouth wider and bites of a huge piece.
Jimin’s notes the speed in which Hoseok chews down the first bite. Boy, he really must have been hungry as hell. Famished.
So he doesn’t wait and places the rest of the slice to his lips.
Ah. Jimin can feel his pants getting tighter already watching Hoseok chew down another slice with the same speed as the first one.
The fact that he is almost moaning at the flavour definitely doesn’t help Jimin to calm down.
Jimin picked the most cheesy and meaty flavour they had in the shop. Nutritionally wise two or three slices should be enough to satiate one person, but for Hoseok they seemed to be just a starter.

“Look at him, Jimin-ah.” Yoongi stared in awe as Jimin kept bringing yet another and another slice of the pizza to Hoseok’s mouth.
“He’s eating so well and so quickly.” He lowers his mouth to Hoseok’s ear slowly massaging his shoulders as he’s gripping them.
”Do you even realize how many calories you have eaten so far?”
“You already ripped your pants today. Yet you’re still eating like this.” Yoongi licks his earlobe and takes a soft bite of it making Hoseok whimper.

With the last bite of the pizza Hoseok licks his lips contently.
He still has bits of crumbs and sauce in the corners of his mouth so Jimin wipes them away with his fingers.
“Haha. What a messy eater you are, hyung.” Jimin giggles.
He gathers the sauce and brings his finger into Hoseok’s mouth letting him lick it clean.
And god, isn’t it the most arousing sight ever. The seated boy closes his eyes while he sucks and licks on his finger with his warm tongue.
If Jimin wasn’t fully hard already he would be now.

“You finished the whole pizza so fast.” Yoongi places a soft kiss on Hoseok’s chubby cheek. Then another less soft one as he trails down biting at the flesh of Hoseok’s forming double chin.
“What a good boy.” He mutters between mouthing at the boy’s neck.
Jimin then offers him a big cup of sprite to wash down the pizza.

“Since you’re so good for us, you may choose what we feed you with next.” Yoongi says.
Jimin comes back closer to the seated boy stroking his face as he waits for him to speak.
“How- ah.” Hoseok moans mid-sentence as Yoongi starts sucking a sensitive spot on his neck.
“How ‘bout the noodles.”

Jimin nods and quickly turns back to the table to fetch the noodles.
He gathers a generous amount of them and brings it to Hoseok’s waiting mouth.
“Hm, how is it.” Yoongi purrs at the seated boy his hands travelling lower to grip and massage his chest.
“Hmhh.” Hoseok manages to say as he chews.
“So.” His face is in pure bliss. “Good.”
“More please.” He swallows the bite quickly.
“Jiminie.” He whines a little.
Jimin obediently feeds Hoseok another and another forkful of noodles.

“More please.” Yoongi chuckles.
“You already downed a whole pizza, yet you’re still hungry.”
“You really can’t wait until you pop another button on your pants, can’t you?” Yoongi grips the dancer’s belly over his shirt.
Jimin stops for a while with the fork in his hand. He is absolutely mesmerized by the amount of soft flesh Yoongi’s hand is playing with.

Then, his jaw almost drops when Yoongi decides to grab the hem of Hoseok’s shirt and pull it over his head revealing Hoseok’s swollen gut.

And god, has it grown so much. Jimin blinks twice just to focus properly on what he’s seeing.
He felt up Hoseok’s side earlier over his hoodie, but seeing his whole naked torso right now was so much different.
Bigger than Jimin imagined.
“Hyung.” Jimin breathes out. “You’re so hot.”
Jimin really wants to kiss the pink stretchmarks lined around Hoseok’s underbelly.
But as if their minds are wired somehow Yoongi bends down and does just that.

“See, even your body couldn’t keep up with how quickly this belly grew.” Yoongi goes across his lower stomach kissing the stretchmarks his other hand massaging the top of his stomach lightly.
“I can feel there’s still plenty of space in here.” He adds as he pats the boys’ belly.
“Jimin-ah. You said you wanted to be the one feeding him tonight, so stop staring for now and get back to it.”

Jimin feeds Hoseok the rest of the noodles while Yoongi presses kisses all over the dancer’s bloated stomach hands kneading the soft flesh of it possessively.
As Hoseok finishes the noodles he licks his lips and huffs out.
“I hope you still have space for more.” Yoongi growls as he rubs soothing circles into the others tummy.
“I’m getting kind of full…” Hoseok stops as Jimin hovers the burger next to his mouth.
“But it smells so good.” He opens his mouth to take a bite waiting for Jimin to push the burger in his mouth.

“Wait.” Yoongi stops Jimin’s hand.
The younger sends him a confused look.
“Maybe we should stop feeding him so much.” He growls into the seated boy’s ear.
“Look at this gut.” He gives Hoseok’s belly a smack earning a surprised yelp from him.
“Hm, what do you think, Hoba? Should we stop here. Maybe put you on some diet so you won’t rip through all of your jeans?” He stands towering behind him playing lightly with his love handles.

Jimin keeps holding the burger in front of Hoseok’s mouth, just enough to taunt him with the delicious smell and the juicy looking beef, while preventing him from taking a bite of it.

Jimin is drooling almost as much as Hoseok now, hearing the dancer getting teased by Yoongi was so exciting.
“Please…” Hoseok suddenly whimpers.
“Huh? Please. What Hoseok-ah? What do you want?” Yoongi asks pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.
“Let me. Let me eat it please.” He whines.
“Really?” Yoongi laughs.
“So you don’t mind that you’re turning into our little fatty?” Yoongi grips Hoseok’s soft pecs and shakes them a bit enhancing the last word.
“No. I love it. Just-ah” he breaks into a moan when Yoongi squeezes one of his nipples.
“I love to eat and getting fed by you and… you know. Other things.” He blushes a bit.
“Other things?” Yoongi chuckles.
“Don’t worry, you will get it all tonight.” He starts playing with the younger’s nipples, teasing the buds, making them harden making Hoseok moan as a result.

Yoongi nods at Jimin.

With that the youngest pushes the burger into Hoseok’s mouth, maybe a bit more forcefully, but the latter doesn’t seem to mind as he starts chewing the bun with incredible gusto whining both at the taste of the burger and the pleasing feeling from having his nipples teased by Yoongi.

“Look at you, what a pig, always hungry, stuffing his mouth. You grew out of your clothes so quickly.”

“And you like it, like being spoiled by us, fed and pampered, you like that you barely have to lift a finger while you keep eating and eating.” Yoongi growls lowly feeling up the youngers whole soft frame.
He is visibly getting impatient. Horny.
Well Jimin understands. He does feel the same.

Like that, all four of the burgers disappear into Hoseok in a record speed.

Jimin presents him with the strawberry milkshake to wash it all down.
Hoseok whines loudly with the straw in his mouth when Yoongi lowers down and starts licking and sucking his nipple.
He sucks on the straw even harder drinking all the cool rich liquid while the older licks and nips at his buds as if the provided him with something drink as well.
Yoongi starts massaging his swollen protruding gut again.
It has gotten completely stuffed and hard at this point.

“Jimin-ah, you may touch him too now.”
“Just hold him here for a bit, so you can feel it too.” Yoongi says positioning Jimin’s hand in the middle of Hoseok’s belly.
The elder then takes the shake in his hand and removes the lid to make Hoseok drink it way faster.
“Wow.” Jimin exclaims in awe as he feels the boy’s stomach growing with each gulp of the milkshake he takes.
All the fatty milky liquid is stretching his stomach to its maximum and Jimin is the one who gets to feel all that with his fingers sinking into the fat of his massive belly.

Hoseok finishes the shake.
He can not help but release a few burps as Jimin’s small soft hand and Yoongi’s wide veiny one keep rubbing soothing circles into his tummy.

“That was just the first part of our fun. We’re hungry as well.” Yoongi growls and slides his hand down on Hoseok’s thick thigh and gives it a firm squeeze.

Jimin hovers above Hoseok. He trails his hand over the other’s round cheek.
Hoseok is staring at him with hooded eyes, face flushed from excitement.
His lips are wet and open as he’s breathing deeply.
Jimin is already leaning closer until he can feel the other’s warm breath on his mouth.
He can’t resist tasting the pink soft looking lips. So he catches them with his own.
They both whine into each other’s mouths as they share a heated kiss.

Yoongi has meanwhile positioned himself in between Hoseok’s thighs his hands never stopping to caress the vast golden skin.
When Yoongi decides to move his palms higher up trailing over Hoseok’s inner thighs and then finally groping his erect penis the dancer lets out a desperate moan into Jimin’s mouth.

Yoongi then gets up and Jimin finally breaks apart their kiss.
“Let’s move him onto the bed.”
He undoes the makeshift denim handcuffs and they both help Hoseok get up from the chair.
Turns out he is so stuffed that instead of walking he kind of waddles and then plops himself onto the bed and stays laying on his back holding his stretched tummy.

“So full you’re barely walking, hm?” Yoongi can not help but tease Hoseok. It seems to rail him up even further commenting on the dancer’s eating habits and plumper frame.
Hoseok doesn’t seem to mind though and Jimin. Well, Jimin twitches in his pants every time he hears the other being teased.

Yoongi takes off Hoseok’s shirt fully and props his back up with a pillow.
As they pull him up almost into a sitting position his fat belly stacks into several folds.
They both start kissing up his body massaging the rolls of chub in circular motion and squeezing them.
Hoseok keeps releasing satisfied moans and whines. He is rock hard in his too small boxers and twitching with excitement.
 
Yoongi gropes his soft cheeks.
“Ah, fuck.” Yoongi is getting so horny.
“Jimin-ah you have to feel him here.” He gestures for the youngest to get over.
“Grab him.” Jimin grips the soft and plump flesh of Hoseok’s cheeks in his both hands.
“Hmmm.” He humms his small hands touching and squeezing all around the dancer’s wide ass.
“Our Hoseokie-hyung has gotten so thick. It’s unbelievable.”
“I’m much buffer than Jungkookie now, ain’t I?” Hoseok grins proudly.
“I guess.” Yoongi grips onto one of his stomach rolls. “There could be plenty of muscle under all this lard.” He smirks.

Yoongi helps Hoseok get up on all four, then he removes his boxers and kisses all over his butt even leaving two or three bites into the soft skin.
Hoseok yelps at the sting but still groans in excitement.

Meanwhile Jimin positions himself in the front.
His hands grab greedily at Hoseok’s hanging belly, he shakes it again addicted to the feeling of all the plush extra mass.
Then the youngest’s hand slide up to Hoseok’s soft chest and pinche and rub around his nipples.

Hoseok suddenly closes his eyes and moans because Yoongi draws his tongue over his hole.
“Ah, hyung. S-so good.” He continues letting out shaky moans as the eldest licks around his sensitive part.
“I’m gonna add my fingers now Hoseok-ah. You ready?” Yoongi pauses his licking for a bit.
“Yes. Hyung. Just keep going please.” Hoseok groans impatiently.
Jimin grips Hoseok’s throbbing length and strokes him slowly.

Yoongi spits onto Hoseok’s hole then inserts his first finger to stretch him out.
“More, you can add more.” He says after a while.
“Ahh.” He whines when Yoongi grazes his prostate.
“Hmmm.” The older rapper sounds amused.
“Feels good?” He slaps the dancer’s ass with his free hand making it jiggle furiously.
“Yeah, hyung. Ah. Please I need you in me.”
“…and Jiminie too.” He adds meekly.
“How greedy you are.” Yoongi laughs.
“Our greedy little piggy.” He squeezes his thick love handles.

Yoongi looks at Jimin who nods at him and then proceeds to undo his pants.

Jimin’s boxers have a huge wet stain on them and he quickly pulls them down presenting his hard dick in front of Hoseok’s face.
Yoongi positions his pulsing cock onto Hoseok’s hole and finally enters him making the other gasp.
When he starts thrusting into him, the other whines in pleasure.

Then the dancer looks up at Jimin and takes his tip into his mouth licking a circle around the head.
Hoseok tries his best to focus on sucking Jimin of while he’s squirming under Yoongi’s hard thrusts and tight grip on his plushy love handles.

“Haaah.” Jimin moans when Hoseok’s tongue traces his sensitive tip only to take his whole cock back deep into his mouth.
“Hyung. Ah. Your tongue.” Jimin groans.
“So good.”

Yoongi, while still thrusting, reaches to grab on Hoseok’s belly gripping on his fat torso as he pounds into him quickly.
Jimin then takes hold of Hoseok’s nape and starts fucking his mouth.

After a while Hoseok lets out a long groan muffled by the younger’s dick in his mouth.
His body contracts shortly and he’s coming strings of stickiness shooting on the ground.
Yoongi too, soon loses his rhythm and holds onto the younger’s back.
His hip movement slows down to long sensual thrusts as he’s riding out his orgasm.
Lastly, Jimin takes his cock out and jerks it quickly coming onto the other’s waiting tongue.

They lay for a while catching their breath. Jimin then gets up fetching a wet towel from the bathroom.
After they clean up, Hoseok lays himself in the middle of the bed both properly stuffed and fucked out.
Yoongi and Jimin scoot over laying on each side of his soft chest as they drift in and out of sleep.

“Hmmm.” Hoseok murms half-asleep.

“What is it, hyung?” Jimin turns his head to him.

“We forgot about the donuts. I can smell them from the table.” He says eventually.

“Oh.” Yoongi huffs. “They shouldn’t go to waste.”

“How about a post-nap snack?” He smiles placing a sweet kiss on the other’s puffy cheek.

“That would be amazing, hyung.” Hoseok smiles contently with his eyes closed and falls back to sleep.

Chapter Text

They are on fitting test for their next stage outfits.

The stylist hands Hoseok his tailored set while looking him up and down weirdly.

He gets to the changing booth, but after a while emerges back carrying the tailored piece.

“Um.. I’m really sorry, but I can not even put this on.” He admits his face turning red.

“Jung Hoseok.” The stylist gives him a stern look.

“I think this was pretty obvious. We need to take your measurements again.” She whips out the measuring tape.

She measures his shoulders, waist, hips, thigh width writing all the numbers down on the note she carries.

“Ok.” She huffs out looking at the paper.

“Care to explain how you gained 10 cm on both your waist and hips since last month?” She looks up her face showing disbelief more than anger.

Hoseok stays silent he’s too embarrassed even though he knew this had to happen sooner or later.

“Well….I’m worried about the public feedback, Hoseok-ssi.” She continues more calmly.

“I’m sorry. We… I mean. I was just trying to get a bit buff.”

”Buff?” She laughs and shakes her head.

“Well, first of all, I guess we have to alter your outfit.”

Hoseok nods silently.

“You do look even more handsome somehow though.” She whispers giving Hoseok an assuring smile.