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A photographer, that’s what Yoongi likes to be on his free time.
He’s not as talented as Jungkook, who has the ability to capture each one of them in ways none can imagine. Who can edit those pictures and videos and put them together in a whole new video that always makes all of them gape and congratulate him. He posts them, letting their fans catch a brief look into how he sees them himself, and it’s cute in a way.
He’s not as artsy as Taehyung, with his old ass vintage camera. The younger always takes photos of them when they least expect it and somehow it always turns into a pretty picture. Like that one time he photographed Seokjin while the elder was sleeping and made him look like some type of calm and resting forest prince instead of a passed out dude on top of some props that resembled plants.
But Yoongi, he also photographs, loves doing so.
His photos are just…more intimate.
Sure, he photographs all of them too. When Jimin is sleepy during filming breaks and his cheeks and lips are puffy and cute. When Hoseok dances and has that concentrated and intense look on his face. When Jungkook is in the studio with him, Yoongi helping him record one of his covers and the younger has his eyes closed, getting lost in the lyrics and the melody. When Taehyung is playing with Yeontan, two puppies stubbornly trying to be better than one another, the actual puppy winning when he runs away from his owner, while Taehyung scrambles to get up and make sure he doesn’t get hurt.
And then there’s the photos he takes of Seokjin.
When the elder is sleeping on Yoongi’s bed, black sheets looking strikingly beautiful next to his bed hair and sleep bloated face, Namjoon behind him, face hidden by the vocalist’s broad shoulders. When he’s working out, and there’s sweat on every centimeter of his body and he smells kind of gross but still manages to look handsome and attractive, still manages to make Yoongi want to run his fingers through his hair and through his chest. When he’s silently playing on his DS, Namjoon’s head on his lap, the younger sleeping comfortably on top of a thick thigh, Seokjin biting his lips in concentration, cursing under his breath when something unsatisfactory happens.
When Seokjin is naked, on top of him, sat between his legs, and Namjoon is right next to him smiling into his neck with an arm around his waist as he stares into the camera monitor too. And they both watch how Seokjin poses for Yoongi. Tries to replicate all the faces he uses in their countless photoshoots, from the intense glare to the innocent glance, and they all laugh at it, still giggling when Seokjin takes the camera and puts it on the bed side table and kisses him, slowly and passionate, Namjoon watching and touching Yoongi everywhere he can reach.
Yoongi also takes pictures of him when he’s playing his guitar, sometimes late at night, while the rest are listening too, Yoongi’s head resting on Namjoon’s chest, the younger’s arm wrapped around him, and he can’t help but snap a pic. Sometimes just for Namjoon and Yoongi, in one of their bedrooms, his voice quiet when he sings along to a melody he created, with lyrics he made for them. (he has a photo of the first time Seokjin sang Awake for them, on their old shared room, Namjoon listening with love in his eyes and a smile on his lips)
Then there’s Namjoon, and how despite having cameras all around him almost 24/7, he still manages to be camera shy.
Still hides his face on Yoongi’s chest, bending his tall body just to do so, when Yoongi calls him cute after an unaware photo. Blushes with intensity when Yoongi snaps a pic of Seokjin and him kissing in the kitchen, in the studio, on the bed. Gets bashful and sweet when Yoongi decides to tease him and take pictures of him while Seokjin sucks him off, always trying to hide his face behind his hands but Yoongi always coaxes him into letting them see how much he’s enjoying it, the attention, Seokjin’s lips, Yoongi’s words.
Sometimes he smiles for Yoongi’s camera, looking at him with pure love in his eyes while they are in Japan under the cherry trees, or in a street in Seoul in front of some graffiti, or in a beach somewhere Yoongi can’t pronounce. Those are some of his favorite photos of Namjoon. Followed closely by the pics he takes when he’s in his studio, in that headspace where he can only think about songs and lyrics. When he’s writing lyrics, the notebook Yoongi gave him, similar to his own, resting on his thighs and the pencil moving at alarming speed. Or when he’s reading a book and Yoongi can’t help but grab his phone or if he has it close to him, his camera, and take as much pictures as possible of how his lips open a bit in fascination, or his eyebrows go up in confusion or how his eyes shine when he giggles at something he read. On those moments, Seokjin whispers right next to his ear for him to send him those pictures. And Yoongi always does.
He doesn't have many pictures of himself, taken by his own hand, because his favorite pictures of himself taken by his camera or a phone are the one’s Namjoon and Seokjin take of him.
The vocalist has tons of photos of Yoongi in the morning, when he’s still grumpy and he refuses to be taken out of bed, Namjoon almost always behind him or in the background, smiling at the scene. He has hidden polaroids of the hickeys they leave on Yoongi, on his neck and collarbones when they are on a break, on his thighs and navel when they are on a schedule. Of how Yoongi’s lips get red and blotchy after an intense make out session, accompanied by a blush on his cheeks and a glaze over his eyes.
Has entire galleries on his phone of Yoongi and Namjoon cuddling on different places, their couch, a bed, a chair in a waiting room, a sofa before a performance. Yoongi has seen Seokjin stare at those pictures many times and smile at them, at how Yoongi curls himself unconsciously in his sleep and how Namjoon always manages to let his mouth open.
Then there’s the polaroids he only shows to the two of them, one of Yoongi’s face, Namjoon behind him doing wonders with his hips, another one of his own face, taken by Yoongi as the elder was riding Namjoon and another of Namjoon’s back, Yoongi sitting right in front of him, Seokjin’s hand on his hip. The elder says that those photos are artistic, that the only reason why he has so many of them being vulnerable is because he loves to see them like this. And Yoongi thinks that is only because Seokjin might be a bigger pervert than Namjoon.
Namjoon has photos of his profile, of the other rapper sitting on his studio chair and creating or editing or doing whatever he wants. He’s the one that has most pictures of the both of them smiling. Has one hanging on top of his computer in the studio, a colleague of them. Yoongi’s favorite is one Namjoon took back when they were in Norway, their relationship still feeling new. Is of Yoongi smiling against Seokjin’s chest while the elder has his face thrown back, long neck exposed. They were on a boat, sky and water that melted together behind them. Namjoon has it framed, and Yoongi knows that he sometimes stares at it when he feels helpless or unmotivated, has seen him smile fondly at it and caress i’s surface.
Namjoon also has photos that are highly questionable, in Yoongi’s opinion. Has an actual album, despite being small, of photos he’s taken of the three of them. Photos of Yoongi resting between him and Seokjin, glancing sideways at the camera as Seokjin makes faces at it. Photos of the elders back as he lays splayed on the bed, his arm around Yoongi who’s also sleeping, their faces millimeters apart, both naked. Yoongi knows that he has at least two pages dedicated to his and Seokjin’s ass, because Namjoon is like that. And also probably has a page dedicated to their dicks or something, because Yoongi has seen him taking pictures of them, and of other parts of their bodies that Yoongi just doesn’t want to talk about.
So Yoongi takes photographs, and let’s others photograph him (only if your names are Kim Seokjin or Kim Namjoon and you are his long term boyfriend but still)
He just doesn’t like to share them with the world.
Prefers to keep them for himself to enjoy, to watch and caress just as much as the other two caress him.