The news hit all of BTS' social media accounts at exactly 10 pm—a couple of hours before the dreaded time the fans impatiently and expectantly waited for. The result was an even bigger uproar, how could they release something without any warnings like that? But it obviously didn't stop there, not with what the subject of the announcement was about.

After a four months break, a new season of Run BTS was finally scheduled to air within a few weeks, and as a bonus, considering the long period of time the fans had stayed without new videos, the staff team behind the show decided to try something different to promote it. Truly, there wasn't any need to promote it in the exact sense of the word, Run BTS was undoubtedly a fan favorite, so instead, it was more like a thank you gift for all the support the show had received during the previous seasons.

For every weekly episode that had already been aired some photos and behind the scenes footage were available for the fans, this time, however, the plan was to release something even better, something new for everyone to enjoy; a kit containing a DVD with extra episodes and a photo-book.

The book would be filled with never seen pictures of the boys, some taken during the recording of the most viewed episodes and some that'd be taken in a special photo-shoot, which brings us to the present time, the day said photo-shoot was scheduled to take place.

The idea behind the new pictures revolved around displaying concepts that were explored on the show before, aiming to bring that sense of nostalgia to the fans while also making them excited to see what they boys would tackle on next. All that considered, it wasn't any secret to anyone that Yoongi dressing up as his female counterpart, Yoonji, had been an absolute success amongst the fans, causing a ruckus all over social media. It was a given that she'd eventually come back.

Not only had Yoongi been praised for his appearance, looking stunning with a sleek black bob and light makeup, but his overall attitude while dressed in a skirt and being courted by the other members was nothing short of feisty and witty, and it sent the whole fandom in turmoil.

But having Yoongi pose for the photos by himself seemed too bland, too simple, and wouldn't do justice to Yoonji's legacy.

"Does anyone offer to dress up as a student to participate in Yoongi's shoot as well?" The director asked as he approached the boys and handed Yoongi a female school uniform and a short black wig.

Silence followed as no one volunteered.

Yoongi deiced to take the opportunity and opened his mouth to protest, it was already enough for him to dress up like that again, the fans would be more than content with it. There was no need to further dig him into a hole of endless teasing.

To his dismay, before he could actually voice his concerns, the director spoke again. Yoongi had no choice but to close his mouth shut and listen to what the man had to say, but that didn't stop him from groaning and pouting.

The man cleared his throat, propped a hand under his chin and raised an eyebrow, as if he had just found a great solution to the predicament. "Or, perhaps," He started, addressing Yoongi directly, "You'd rather pick two of them yourself?"

Yoongi tilted his head to the side, raising a hand to tuck a strand of hair from Yoonji's wig behind his ear—yes, he had already put it on, what about it—, and stopped to think for a moment. A devilish smirk tugged at his lips and he walked over to Hoseok and Jungkook, who were very conveniently standing side by side.

"You two, come here." He demanded and without waiting for a response he dragged them by their sleeves towards one of the adjacent rooms where a small classroom was set-up.

Silence fell over everyone as they stared at each other in confusion. Then, Namjoon scoffed, almost like he was expecting nothing but this outcome. The other boys seemed to get his hint and small laughs were immediately heard.

The director blinked, not knowing what to make of the group's reaction nor of the trio walking away as if they owned the place.

"Well, guess that's settled, then." He sighed at last and wrote something down on the clipboard he was carrying. He nodded to the members still standing in front of him and went to fetch the make-up crew to ask them to start working on Jungkook and Hoseok.

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Walking through the studio's corridors, Hoseok and Jungkook shared a look that consisted of a playful roll of their eyes and a snort. They smirked in amusement at seeing how Yoongi seemed to be already in character.

Truth be told, though, they wondered how much of it was him being in character and how much of it was just his need to be alone with them. Judging by the look of determination on his face and him biting his bottom lip as soon as they reached a closed door, they could easily tell Yoongi was absolutely enjoying the whole thing and, as weak as they were for seeing him happy and satisfied with something, they were ready for whatever he was about to throw at them.

With a shrug of their shoulders, they followed Yoongi in without question.

They entered the room designated for them and were immediately surrounded by the staff that came in right after. Everyone was working so fast that they didn't even have time to exchange a word Yoongi and talk about what he was planning on doing.

Hoseok and Jungkook were handed their uniforms, a gray blazer and pants with a white shirt underneath and a simple black tie, and were instructed to change at the back, behind some room dividers, while Yoongi's makeup received some last minute fixes.

The photo-shoot happened without much trouble, the photographer asking them to do this or that, to change positions, to lean more on each other, lower their gazes and fix their wrinkled sleeves, and, in no due time, it was already over.

The photographer quickly reviewed the photos taken, checking for the trio's approval. After making sure everything looked ok and all the lights and angles were right he dismissed them with a "good job guys, the photos look great!" and scurried out of the room along with the staff, not wanting to waste time to work with the rest of the boys.

Hoseok, Yoongi and Jungkook were basically still in the same spot they were for the last photo taken, having moved only a little to make themselves more comfortable and have a better look at the photographer's camera screen. Jungkook was sitting on the couch on Yoongi's side and Hoseok on the ground, in between Yoongi's legs and with an arm carelessly thrown over one of them.

Taking advantage of that fact that they were finally alone, and without previous notice, Yoongi finally decided that that was the perfect opportunity to put his plan into action.

He winded an arm around Jungkook's neck, long, pale fingers digging into tanned skin, and used it as support to climb on top of the younger's lap. Yoongi nuzzled his nose on Jungkook's cheek, taking in his scent before peppering kisses all over his face.

Jungkook seemed startled at first, but in a good way. He smiled, closing his eyes to appreciate the soft feeling of Yoongi's lips on his skin. He, however, also knew that they didn't have all that much time, and sooner or later someone would go knocking on doors looking for them.

He tilted his head to the side, capturing Yoongi's lips on his own. He circled both arms around Yoongi's waist and let his hands slid down to his ass, squeezing it and pulling the other closer to himself. Yoongi sighed and Jungkook took the opportunity to lick into his mouth, deepening the kiss.

Yoongi offered no resistance, going with the pace Jungkook was setting. His arms were around the younger's neck, massaging the skin lightly, but as he felt the touch on his ass, he thought it was only fair if he moved to palm at Jungkook's (incredible) biceps instead.

That only seemed to spur Jungkook on, causing him to catch Yoongi's bottom lip in between his teeth before going back to ravishing Yoongi's mouth.

Hoseok, growing hotter and more impatient from only observing the two from the floor, stood up in a swift movement, using Yoongi's tights for leverage. When his hands firmly grabbed onto Yoongi through the fabric of his skirt, the elder gasped, and the sound quickly changed into a hitched moan when Hoseok's hand brushed over his dick.

Hoseok's ghost touch sent tingles all over his body and Yoongi could feel himself getting carried away by all of those sensations. But before things could escalate too much, he took a hold of himself and willed his mind to emerge from the stupor.

"Guys, stop." He asked, panting.

Jungkook and Hoseok immediately separated themselves from Yoongi and stared at him in confusion.

Yoongi, still pretending he had absolute control over the situation, ignored their puzzled looks and simply got up from Jungkook's lap.

He didn't spare them a glance as he marched to the other side of the room, adjusting his wig on the way—he couldn't help himself, some of the strands had messily fallen over his forehead and eyes during his make out session with Jungkook. He put on a show while at it, running his fingers through the strands to get everything in place again and shaking his head to give the wig a natural bounce. He looked good and felt confident, he needed to show it.

Yoongi reached the seats placed near the door, taking the chance to lock it—he couldn't have someone barging in and catching them in the middle of something inappropriate now, could he—, and sat on one of the armchairs. He crossed his legs, a defying glint in his eyes when he looked at the other two again.

"Why don't you two have some fun while I sit here and watch?" He suggested, nonchalantly, smirking like his idea was nothing but brilliant.

Silence followed and Hoseok and Jungkook took a minute to process Yoongi's words. They thought the idea of joining in on Yoongi's photo-shoot was only so they'd have some fun with him later, after it was over, and not have him as just a bystander instead.

This outcome certainly caught them by surprise, but in truth, the more they thought about it, the less unwelcomed it seemed.

Hoseok and Jungkook shared a last look, raising their eyebrows in challenge. If that was what Yoongi wanted, then that was what he was going to get.

Yoongi's smirk grew, unaware of what was actually to come, but still confident that he'd get what he so badly wanted, a private show from the two men that wouldn't leave his mind.

Hoseok moved to sit on the couch on Jungkook's side, intense gaze fixed on the younger, hunger clear like he wanted to devour him right then and there. He was practically making a show out of completely ignoring Yoongi.

Jungkook licked his lips and his eyes fluttered shut when Hoseok held the back of his neck, bringing their faces close and not wasting any time before kissing him.

The kiss started out slow, just their lips moving together, giving them time to taste each other. But it didn't remain like that for long and soon it evolved into something more heated.

Hoseok nibbled at Jungkook's lips, the younger groaning and his tongue darting out to lick at the bitten spots and at Hoseok's inviting mouth. The kiss was pure tongues and teeth, their hands roaming everywhere. Hoseok used a hand to lift Jungkook's shirt, trailing his fingers through a toned stomach then up to a hard chest, feeling the muscles ripple under his touch. His other hand rested on top of Jungkook's thigh, gently squeezing it as it flexed as a response to his touches.

Jungkook groaned again and reached for Hoseok's hair with both hands. His nails lightly scratched the scalp and he pulled at the strands, demanding more.

Hoseok hissed at the sudden sting, the pain traveling all the way down to his dick, and he didn't hesitate to give in to Jungkook's wish. He used the weight of his body to get Jungkook to lie down on the couch, never breaking the kiss, and pressed their chests flushed together.

He continued to run his hands all over Jungkook's body, wanting to feel all of him, and Jungkook couldn't help but buck his hips up every time slender fingers brushed against his clothed cock.

Hoseok gave Jungkook one last kiss before separating himself from the younger, and Jungkook's heavy breathing was the only noise being heard in the room.

Yoongi was completely silent, but Hoseok knew he was watching them intently, holding his breath every time he and Jungkook changed positions and made a noise, but doing his best not to make it obvious how much he was enjoying the whole scene.

Jungkook was panting, holding onto Hoseok's shirt and crumpling it between his fingers, trying to find purchase and ground himself on something.

Hoseok sat back, straddling Jungkook's thighs, and ran a hand through his messy hair. He didn't want to stop, and obviously neither did Jungkook, but they needed a minute to catch their breaths and check how Yoongi was doing.

Jungkook also wanted to tease their hyung more, how could he not when this was what the elder had asked for earlier, so he propped himself up on an elbow and captured Hoseok's mouth in another heated kiss.

The two took that moment to take a quick glance at Yoongi and the sight that greeted them couldn't have been more satisfying.

Yoongi was clearly squirming in his spot, fingers twitching to touch the tent forming on his skirt, and he was biting hard onto his bottom lip, trying to keep his noises in. He was holding himself back as much as he could, his hands griping tightly onto the chair's armrests. He didn't dare looking straight into Hoseok and Jungkook's eyes, opting to direct his attention elsewhere, more specifically to Jungkook's torso, because clearly, in his hazy state, that seemed like a much better option.

Attentive to Yoongi's every move, Hoseok started to undo the buttons of Jungkook's shirt, the material sliding to the sides to reveal his chest and a peek of his stomach. Jungkook's skin was warm under his touch and he finished removing the piece of clothing, along with the blazer the younger was still wearing.

The garments were placed underneath Jungkook, serving as a makeshift cover for the couch they used as a prop earlier in their photo-shoot. Hoseok ran a hand down Jungkook's stomach until he reached the waistband of his pants, feeling the muscles tense up under his fingertips.

The featherlike touch made Jungkook's skin tingle and he moaned, pulling Hoseok in for yet another kiss. Hoseok smiled as their lips collided, tongue immediately darting out to lick into Jungkook's mouth.

The kiss was messy, saliva dripping everywhere and nails scratching every bit of skin they could get a grip on, and Yoongi intently observed the scene unfolding before him. He licked his lips and took a shuddering breath. He couldn't hold himself back anymore.

One of Yoongi's hands finally moved to his crotch, rubbing small and soft circles over the fabric of his skirt, while the other was tucked underneath his shirt, pinching at his nipple. He was moaning softly, thighs pressing together to give him more friction.

When Hoseok found his way into Jungkook's pants and took a hold of the younger's cock, Yoongi did the same to himself, and a loud whine left his lips alongside the gasp Jungkook let out.

Hoseok gave Jungkook a few pumps, getting him to full hardness, and finished sucking a hickey on his neck. He turned to Yoongi right after, "Hyung, lift up your skirt." His low, panting voice echoed in the room.

"Huh?" Yoongi slurred.

"Lift up your skirt and take off your underwear." Hoseok repeated, voice steadier.

Yoongi took in a breath and did as he was told. He didn't feel like arguing, just wanted to listen to Hoseok and Jungkook and do everything they wanted. He lifted the skirt up to his chest and removed his underwear, tossing it to the floor next to his already discarded shoes.

"Touch yourself, let us see how much you enjoy seeing us together, how hot and bothered you get looking at us without being able to touch us, without being touched by us."

Yoongi whined and a blush crept up his cheeks. He felt embarrassed, but so, so, so hot. His fingers unconsciously moved to hold his length, the initial contact of skin on skin making him whine even louder.

He gave a few tugs to his cock, trying to create a steady rhythm, but that seemed impossible, all with Hoseok and Jungkook's stares almost boring holes into him. He felt his movements falter, the blush on his cheeks intensifying along with his desire. He needed more, but he didn't know what to do, how to get it.

"Aw," Hoseok cooed, "Don't be embarrassed, baby, you're so pretty. So pretty for us."

"You're doing amazing, hyung. You look so good for us. Your cock looks so pretty, all flushed against your pale skin." Jungkook encouraged.

Yoongi moaned, his cock twitching and grip on it tightening. The compliments were doing wonders for him, he could hear them all day.

"Turn around and finger yourself, baby." Hoseok gave him another order.

Yoongi felt a thrill run down his spine. He still felt a little embarrassed, he wasn't used to being watched, but hearing Hoseok and Jungkook praising him, wanting to see more, made him feel good, desired.

So he did as he was told, turning around and holding onto the top of the chair for support. He adjusted his skirt, making sure Hoseok and Jungkook still had a good view, and ran a hand through his smooth skin. He looked almost coy, softly caressing one of his butt cheeks while pink dusted the cheeks on his face.

"Fuck, hyung," Jungkook whistled, "Your ass is amazing…"

That seemed to give Yoongi another boost of confidence and he directed a finger to his entrance, slowly circling the rim. He held his breath and started fingering himself, ever so slowly, feeling the drag of each knuckle past his rim. His chest was heaving and low, breathy moans were leaving his lips.

"Look at him, Kookie," Hoseok drawled, taking the moment to tug at Jungkook's hair and bring him closer. "Bet he'd love to be here, riding you instead of being all the way over there with his fingers only."

Jungkook hummed in agreement and licked at Hoseok's neck, nibbling at his jaw and chin.

"Bet he'd love to have you fucking his pretty mouth too." Jungkook added, mouth against Hoseok's jaw and hands moving towards his pants, starting to undress him. "He'd take us so well, holding onto my shoulders so he wouldn't fall, cock bobbing as he went up and down until he finally came untouched."

Yoongi was almost drooling. Yes, he wanted all of that, but he couldn't move, not now. He was so close. His moans turned into whines as his fingers went deeper inside him, and, on the other side of the room, a chill went down Jungkook's spine in response, blood rushing south with it.

Jungkook quickly took a hold of his cock, stroking it at a hard pace. Hoseok waited for him to get a good rhythm and adjusted himself on the couch, in a way that had him facing Jungkook but still maintained their view on Yoongi. He griped his own cock, squeezing it and giving it a few pumps, and soon his hand was working alongside Jungkook's.

The friction of their dicks rubbing against each other was heavenly, the slide made easier by the precum dripping on their hands.

They kept the pace, panting into each other's mouths, until their fingers brushed together to bring the heads closer and squeeze.

"Fuck…" Jungkook moaned, and Hoseok bit and licked at his earlobe, unable to say anything.

They could sense their orgasms approaching as they increased the intensity of their strokes, free arms holding onto each other, trying to bring them impossibly closer.

Jungkook came first, hand on their cocks flying out to hold Hoseok by the hips to steady himself. He was panting on Hoseok's shoulder, unconsciously littering the skin there with light kisses as he let the waves of pleasure wash over him.

Hoseok continued stroking the both of them, helping Jungkook ride out his orgasm while searching for his own. When Jungkook sucked a hickey onto his neck unannounced, he tipped over the edge, coming all over his hand and painting their stomachs in small ropes of white.

Jungkook continued kissing up Hoseok's neck and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. Hoseok promptly kissed him back, messily cleaning his hand on Jungkook's discarded shirt so he could wind his arms around him and pull him into a hug mid kiss.

Watching them, Yoongi added another finger inside himself, moving them frantically in search of his prostate. Fuck, they looked so good together, and he was so, so close. Just a bit more, just a bit more and he'd get there.

When he finally found the bundle of nerves he quickly started rubbing his fingertips against it, desperately chasing his own high. His movements were eager, but erratic, as he could barely hold himself up in the position he was in, kneeling on the chair with an arm stretched behind him.

Hoseok and Jungkook were still lost in their own world, arms tightly around each other and mouths sensually moving together, and Yoongi couldn't help the long moan that escaped him as he came at the sight.

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When Yoongi came back to his senses Hoseok and Jungkook were cuddling on the couch, arms still around each other, legs intertwined.

"After you recover you should totally come join us, hyung" Hoseok called, noticing that Yoongi could finally listen to them. Jungkook nuzzled into his neck, smiling and humming in agreement. His head rested against Hoseok's chest and he looked towards Yoongi, extending a hand in his direction.

Yoongi's eyes widened slightly, surprised by the invitation even though he was well aware he shouldn't be. He ducked his head, feeling suddenly shy, but when Jungkook called for him again, he didn't hesitate to get up and run to them.

Yoongi settled himself in between their bodies, their heat engulfing him and making him hum appreciatively. Two kisses were simultaneously placed on his face, one on his forehead and another one on his nose, and soon two pairs of arms were embracing him and lulling him to sleep.

"Did you guys fall asleep in there?" Came Namjoon's shout from the outside, followed by a knock on the door, "We're going home, so hurry up, or else we're not going to wait for you guys!" And then the sound of his footsteps indicated that he walked away and the room was filled in complete silence again.

Hoseok, Yoongi and Jungkook grunted and lazily detangled themselves from each other. How long had they been in there for?

They finished getting dressed, trying to fix their hair and clothes the best they could while still feeling sticky with dried cum and sweat covering their bodies. They collected the outfits used for the photo-shoot and threw them into the bags left by the staff earlier. Hopefully no one would notice the weird stains in them before everything got tossed into a washing machine.

They smiled at each other and shared a last kiss before making their way outside.

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As they walked past Namjoon, that was standing in one of the hallway looking like he'd been there waiting for everyone for way longer than he wanted to, the man raised an eyebrow at them.

Yoongi and Jungkook barely spared him a glance, giving him a small nod and a V sign respectively, which only made Namjoon raise his eyebrow even higher. Something was up, the two were acting aloof, more aloof than usual.

Soon after, Hoseok approached him and patted him on the back, a smirk on his lips. "Hurry up, or else we won't wait for you!" He quipped and walked away before Namjoon could say anything in return.

Namjoon huffed and rolled his eyes. Those three were insufferable alone, and even more insufferable together, he realized.

But, as he walked to catch up with everyone, he smiled. He could put up with it, as long as they were all happy.