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mila is out of prison

mila is out of prison

Mar 30, 2022
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lets talk a canon #taekookau taekook are each other’s person, through and through. Suddenly the dating ban is lifted for idols and all hell breaks loose. they realize all at once that the love they have for one another is a different kind of love. and they’re totally fucked.

tags consisting of : denial of feelings, mutual pining, sneaking around, love triangles galore, falling outs and falling back together, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, taekook both suck at feelings leaving this here for now
||| are we writing this? or onto the next idea? 🥴
||| before we start!! this will be a canon divergence, it’ll be mostly canon but somethings may be out of order chronologically. and ofc, some parts will be made up. like all of my fics, we will have a poll to begin!! 🤪 who takes advantage of the new rule first? 👀
the news drops when they’re in the middle of the european leg of their tour. only a handful of shows left before they go home. and as much as they all love performing its so clear that everyone is beginning to feel homesick.
when loading into the vehicles to take them back to their hotel rooms, everyone’s phone starts blowing up at once. Jungkook trying to reach his phone without disturbing Taehyung who has fallen asleep on his shoulder. “no fucking way” he whispers under his breath
2. tannies GC
Taehyung scoots closer against his shoulder so Jungkook sighs and puts his phone back away. but hes feeling a little offended, are the hyungs hiding something from him? he can keep a secret if thats what they’re worried about.
he hears the driver of his and taehyung’s SUV curse loudly before he sees bright lights ahead of them. on instinct he brings his hand to Taehyung’s head to hold him in place against his neck when the vehicle slams on the brakes.
never understood how Taehyung can sleep through anything. he’s lost in dreamland and doesnt even know that all hell is about to break loose in the life of being idols. when they wake up tomorrow Jungkook is going to ask Taehyung about the hyung’s secret.
Jungkook and Taehyung dont bed share as much as they used to. mostly because back home they all have their own apartments now, so its really only an opportunity when they’re away on schedule.
with only one free day left before they travel to the next city of the tour, they’ll have the luxury of sleeping in. thus leading to Jungkook sneaking out of his hotel room at 4 in the morning to make his way all the way to Taehyung’s instead.
uses the keycard that Taehyung gave him when they checked in because, well, old habits die hard and they’ve always exchanged keycards on trips. although, to his dismay, Taehyung’s already snoring when he gets inside.
no hair combing will put him to sleep tonight. but he does climb in bed right behind Taehyung. all of this dating stuff is intimidating and Jungkook doesnt know how he’s going to feel when their lives start changing. but at least one things forsure, he’ll always have Tae. —
Sao Paulo turns out to be one of those shows that makes Jungkook feel alive. the energy is immaculate from the moment they step on stage. he was worried going into this because the night before ended rather horribly.
because he and Taehyung thought it would be smart to blindly taste test different containers of instant ramyun. which turned very quickly into them gasping for air when they got to the extra extra extra hot flavor.
Taehyung nearly passing out and Jungkook kicking himself for forgetting to take that flavor out of Taehyung’s line up. rubbed a gentle hand along Taehyung’s spine as he chugged various bottles of water, but Jungkook’s giggles were relentless.
“i’m so sorry hyung” “fuck you! you did that on purpose!” Taehyung cried out with a bitter kind of laughter. nearly gagging on his own words and Jungkook was in hysterics. “i would never..”
so yeah, when they both woke up this morning with upset stomachs, he had a horrible feeling about tonights show. but the thing about being on stage is that it feels like an out of body experience.
Jungkook is here, he knows that. but often times he feels like hes an outside watching these wonderful moments playout. moments like when they run down the path to the extended stage jumping like maniacs to the tune of anpanman.
only comes back to his body when he catches eye contact with Taehyung and Jimin who are giggling against each other as they nearly trip. feels all of the adrenaline thats pumping through his body settle to a calm state of happiness.
and the concert goes on without a hitch. in one particular moment, he extends a truce offering to the hyung that swore last night that Jungkook was getting the silent treatment for a week.
because theres an ARMY with a giant brazil flag, except Yeontan’s face is smack dab in the middle of it. Jungkook /has to make sure Taehyung see’s this. gets his attention as soon as he finds him and points it out.
admiring the way Taehyung’s head falls back in laughter as he stares at the flag. Jungkook carries on feeling proud of himself for earning back some points with his bestfriend. and he only feels a tiny bit smug when Taehyung climbs into his SUV after the show. —
||| gonna take some rest and update tomorrow if yall still want this fic? 🫠 ill be shameless and admit that lack of interaction completely depletes my motivation to write when it comes to ongoing fics fkfk
||| jungkook takes advantage first? okie. choose carefully ~ 😈
cw: healthy talks about sexuality will take place in this update and some upcoming ones. these are not characters that are fully educated on all aspects of LGBTQ+ so be patient with them as they try to learn/explain things, hehe.
Jungkook has never felt so completely and utterly sucker punched in his life. All of their hyungs thought they were dating? Him and Taehyung? That doesn't even make any sense. They've never done /anything that a couple would do.
Does Taehyung think they're dating? Oh he fucking hopes not. God, no, he cannot fuck up with his bestfriend. Please tell him that he didn't miss some major development in the last eight years. Surely, surely, Taehyung doesn't think that way.
It's the middle of the night, they're exhausted from the concert. They have to wake up in three hours. He should not be waking Taehyung up right now. but he /has to. they have to clear this up immediately. so that they can continue as they were.
As they were, meaning where they lay right now. With Taehyung's head rested against Jungkook's chest with their legs intertwined. "Tae.." he calls softly. Trying to nudge him awake by puffing up his chest.
Giggling when Taehyung just readjusts himself. "Taehyungie-hyung, wake up, i have to talk to you" he drops his phone unceremoniously to the floor and pokes Taehyung's cheek with his finger. "please wake up"
"hmm. Kook. you're kinda driving me nuts lately." Taehyung groans. leaning up because he has no choice. he's kind of leaning /over Jungkook which under any other circumstance would not bother the younger. because it's just so normal. but he's hyperaware of everything right now.
So he sits up too. putting some space between them. "have i ever made you think that we were in a relationship?" "what?" Taehyung's brows furrow "are you sleep talking?" "no, what, of course not. the hyungs--"
"oh my god, they told you their stupid theory" Jungkook gasps "so you /did know?!" "know what? Jimin mentioned it like a year ago when you guys got drunk in Tokyo. he called me begging me to just tell him if we were dating or not."
Jungkook doesn't remember much of that night in Tokyo. he only remembers barely making it to their hotel room and them both fighting over the toilet because they had to vomit simultaneously.
"and what did you tell him?" Taehyung rolls his eyes hard, "that he's a fucking idiot. you're not even gay, kook." "right" Jungkook nods but...actually.. "i mean, i'm not /not gay. i just wouldn't know. i've never kissed literally anyone before so"
Taehyung yawns. pushes Jungkook back to lay down and takes his spot right back where they were, "can we go back to sleep now?"
"yeah" he takes a deep breath "i was worried that i did something wrong and somehow gave you the wrong impression and thats why everyone thought we were dating"
"you didn't, bun. promise. we're good. just wanna sleep" he huffs and lays there staring at the ceiling for a few minutes. replaying the conversation when suddenly he jolts up. Taehyung cursing under his breath at being practically thrown forward, "wait, so /you are gay."
"oh for fucks sake, Jungkook, I'm about to kick you to your own hotel room if you don't let me sleep" "Taehyungieee, this is insane. This is all news to me, I don't even know what's going on right now"
"i'm not really anything, kook. i don't know what category i fall under, bc it doesn't matter to me. i can be attracted to a girl or a guy if i like them enough, so. does that answer your question?" "i guess. so you're bi?"
"not really" Taehyung shrugs "the gender doesn't matter. i don't know i'm too fucking tired to explain this shit to you right now. i promise we can have a long in depth conversation about sexuality and all that jazz on our next free day. okay?"
"but I--" Jungkook groans. "what? any other burning questions that can't possibly wait two more hours?" "so you've like...done stuff with people?" "not, like, sex or anything no. but i've fooled around a little. not anything major, kind of always with you guys so."
"who" spits out before he can even think about it Taehyung is so clearly hesitant "Jungkook" "i'm just curious. you're completely changing the image i've had in my head for years, right now and expect me to not wonder."
Taehyung's eyes flutter open softly and he smiles, a lot of the irritation slipping away when he pats Jungkook's head,
"it doesn't change anything, Kooks. i'm still me. we're still bestfriends. i'm not gonna try to fuck you in your sleep or something, i promise. but if it makes you feel weird, you don't have to sleep here anymore. i don't care."
"what? Taehyungie no, i'm not. i'm not fucking worried about that. i just...i don't know, we've never talked about crushes and stuff. i didn't even know you had any." Taehyung realizes that he won't be getting, /any sleep if he doesn't appease Jungkook's wandering mind.
so he sits up against the headboard. tugging Jungkook by the shoulders to lay his head in his lap and starts massaging his hair. "what do you want to know?" "who was your first kiss?"
"Nari" "the girl from training?" Taehyung hums. "it was awful. like really awful. -1000 out of 10."
Jungkook giggles. adjusting in his lap so that Taehyung can scratch the back of his head better. he loves when Taehyung plays with his hair. "have you actually kissed a guy before, or just like, you know that you wouldn't mind it?"
"I've kissed a few." he tries to be short. but Jungkook is just so, so curious "who?" "well..." Taehyung sighs "I feel like you're going to get mad at me."
"why would I--" he watches the wheels turn in his adorable little maknae's head, Jungkook is up on his knees in an instant. "you kissed one of the hyungs didn't you? what the fuck? who?"
"Kook. be quiet, we're still in a public hotel, you don't know who's room is next to mine." Jungkook wants to throw a fucking fit. Actually, this is so rude. How and why doesn't he know?
"we were drunk, it was my 20th. evidently i was crying about not getting a birthday kiss and so Jiminie just held my cheeks and kissed me." Jungkook stares blankly at Taehyung. completely speechless. "we cuddled all night that night! why didn't you tell me?"
"maybe bc i didn't think it mattered i dunno, kook. we didn't tell anyone. legit noone knows." Taehyung chuckles. "it was pointless, we laughed about it" "was it just like.." "I'm not going to give you a play by play, bun."
Jungkook huffs "did you like it?" "it was way better than kissing Nari." taehyung's brows wiggle playfully, "but it wasn't as good as kissing Seojoon."
"you kissed Seojoon-hyung?" Jungkook flops backwards on the bed "I feel like crying" Taehyung is belly laughing. Curled over and it makes Jungkook smile "why do you feel like crying, hmm?"
"am I the only one who's genuinely not been like...screwing around? have all the hyungs been with people?"
"I don't know, like I said, we don't talk about that kind of stuff." Taehyung shakes his head and brushes Jungkook's bangs out of his eyes "are you sad because you've never kissed anyone?"
"not sad, just feel kind of stupid. i thought we were in this together." Jungkook isn't mad or anything. He just feels clueless. like everyone's lives have been going on without him meanwhile he's just stuck in the bangtan limbo.
he never even considered doing anything that could be considered scandalous. especially not after all of the heat he got for hugging his /married friend in public. that was the last time he ever touched anyone other than his hyungs.
he also doesn't understand why Taehyung wouldn't tell him. that's more shocking than anything. he and Taehyung have always been inseparable. and even in the months when schedules didn't allow for the twenty four seven hanging out, they still texted and played games constantly.
and Jimin was literally /with him/ for days in Tokyo and never once brought up that he and Taehyung had kissed?
especially when he thought that Jungkook and Taehyung were dating? So by Jimin's logic....a very drunk Jimin, unintentionally, kissed Jungkook's (not really) boyfriend and was going to keep it a secret?! this is so fucked up.
Taehyung flicks beneath his chin with a curious smile, "what's on your mind, or are you all out of questions?" "i don't know. i think i need to process and then return with more questions when i've thought it over."
Taehyung giggles at him before saying "can we sleep then? we only have an hour and a half left" Jungkook feels all kinds of things inside "yeah, let's sleep, i'm sorry"
"s'okay" Taehyung mumbles. getting right back to where they were when Jungkook says "i bet i'm a better kisser than Jimin-hyung"
"i bet you are, golden boy" Taehyung's laughter rumbles against Jungkook's chest "get some sleep" but Jungkook doesn't think he could sleep if he tried. |||
5. jungkook has more questions
much to his dismay, they dont get to talk about it again. because as much as Jungkook would have liked to strap Taehyung to a lie detector chair and quiz him for hours. he just cant.
they end up assigned on opposite sides of the flight to Paris. they don’t even get to use the same SUV which is seriously hindering his investigation. and it feels like the first 36 hours in this country fly by.
he doesn’t like when they’re assigned to share hotel rooms because that means he wont get to find Taehyung at night. its like the entire universe is aligning to leave Jungkook in the dark.
6. choose your character : Eunwoo ver.
Taehyung sits in the dressing chair right next to his when its time to get ready for the concert. his hair getting blow dried when he looks over with the brightest smile “hey Kookie, after DNA when we intro to Dope in the show can we switch jackets?”
Jungkook is so confused. his ears having turned up thinking he’d get new information but he doesn’t. which really, what did he expect? taehyung isnt going to talk about anything exciting with all of these staff around. “why do you want to switch jackets?” he snorts
barely able to hear Taehyung over the hair dryer “this one gets so hot, i die halfway through the set. please!” he could totally see where Taehyung’s thick jacket gets much toastier than his denim one.
“yeah thats fine” he shakes his head with a smile. scrolling mindlessly through instagram, trying to stop thinking about the fact that everyone’s been living a double life without him.
the thing with having thoughts raging in his mind is that Jungkook struggles to let go of them. he manages to drop them and focus on his performance for awhile. but its in the middle of his and Taehyung’s part of DNA when the thoughts come raging back again.
because Taehyung is flirtatious on stage, he always has been. and Jungkook’s always chalked it up to being the difference between his Taehyungie-hyung and “V”. but he cant stop himself from wondering if Taehyung slips into his ‘V’ persona so easily because thats who he /is.
he nearly misses his mark at the end of the song, but thankfully Namjoon’s hand on his waist guides him to the right spot in the line up. the lights dim momentarily and Taehyung is practically sprinting to his side.
brilliant smile on his face as he’s peeling off his jacket. for a moment Jungkook freezes, wondering why the hell this hyung is stripping on stage!! but then Taehyung is bouncing on the balls of his feet impatiently
which triggers Jungkook’s reminder that they’re switching jackets. so he slips his off and helps put it on Taehyung before getting comfy in the other one. its hot and a bit damp with sweat. Taehyung’s already wore it for four songs.
but truth be told Jungkook couldn’t care less. Taehyung looks so happy when he shakes off his arms and jumps around. Jungkook turns out to face the crowd and the camera thats zooming in his direction for the intro line of Dope.
their stage director thought it would be cool if they played around with the main stage camera man. appearing as if they’re holding the cameras themselves and giving ARMY in the further away seats a close up view of their faces on the big screen.
they’ve done this for the last several shows and they have a lot of fun messing around with it. hearing ARMY scream when they make the right expressions into their “eyes”. and Jungkook’s never thought much of the interactions they all share on stage.
but suddenly Taehyung is running up to him and throwing an arm around his shoulder like he always does at this part of the song. Jungkook finds it easy to lean into the touch as they hype up the crowd and feed off of army’s screams.
but when he chances a look to his left and makes eye contact with Taehyung so close their noses nearly touch, his hand falls from the camera by mistake. thankfully there is a camera man holding it and he moves quickly onto Jimin and Yoongi who are behind Taehyung
he runs around the extended stage until his pre-chorus belt and feels like his heart is about to beat out of his chest. Taehyung has these dark eyes when hes on stage and this habit of biting his lip or sticking his tongue out and just… being hot.
they all try to be hot and sexy, its a part of the gig, you know? but the thing is that Jungkook doesn’t normally feel effected by any of their hotness. but something kind of boils in his stomach when he thinks about the fact that Jimin and Seojoon and whoever else
probably saw /that Taehyung right before he kissed them. because thats how close they were just seconds ago. and Jungkook fails to stop thinking about it the entire night.
even when Jimin climbs on his back for a ride to their SUV, he keeps replaying it. Taehyung is annoying for living a double life. playing the role of innocent hyung for Jungkook when he’s actually out there being a real heart throb! good boy my ass.
“what?” Jimin cackles from his seat in the car “what are you talking about?” “have you ever paid attention to how much Taehyung-hyung flirts on stage? its kind of obnoxious.”
“hmm..” Jimin looks down at his phone “the fans think its sexy as fuck, who cares” “i dont care, he was just extra flirtatious today” “i think you’re just overthinking everything he does now. dont start acting all weird because you realized your hyung is a human.”
“i’m not acting weird!” “you /are, kook. you wont stop staring at him and you fucking rolled your eyes when he was talking to one of the dancers back stage” Jungkook didnt realize he did that. he doesnt care, honestly. hes just offended.
“feels like ive been kept in the dark. its annoying.” Jimin sighs when the van comes to a stop at their hotel “and i already told you, talk to Taehyung if youre feeling some type of way. just dont be weird.” |||
7. if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
“couldn’t handle the snoring?” Taehyung chuckles when hes opening the door to his room. “no, but we havent really talked since we left Brazil” Taehyung shrugs “thats show-biz” but he winks cheekily. Jungkook knows that Taehyung always low key misses him too.
“hyungie” Jungkook sits cross legged against Taehyung’s head board “can we talk?” “more burning questions, bunny?” Taehyung grabs them both some cola cans from his mini fridge and sits cross legged right across from him. looking at Jungkook’s wide eyes “i figured, whats up?”
“so are you dating people?” “no” Taehyung sips on his soda and makes an exaggerated ‘ahh’ sound “havent gone out with anyone in probably a year. ive been focusing on writing my songs you know? so don’t really care about anything else.”
Jungkook feels ridiculous. mostly because Jimin made him feel weird for being curious. but hes been by Taehyung’s side since he was fifteen. this is really serious news for him. “so do you and hyung just like makeout or something when you’re bored?”
and he didnt expect for Taehyung to snort in laughter, “what the fuck, Jungkook, no! why would you think that?” “i dunno, it makes sense. like you guys flirt a lot and if i think about it there are multiple times when you looked like youd kiss or something”
“after the kiss on my birthday, we made out one time, again, we were super fucking plastered.” “when was that??” “hmmm, i think..” Taehyung pauses for too long. Jungkook’s insides are a mess. is he remembering what it was like? is he going to go find jimin right now?
“i think it was the time when all three of us were on live and kept name dropping brands. jiminie and i went to a bar with some of his friends. it was that time.” “ugh” Jungkook lets his head hit the wall “this feels so weird.” “why? because were both guys?”
“no..” he looks at Taehyung who doesn’t seem bothered at all. he put his soda on the night stand and his hands are tucked between his crossed legs. “it just feels like you’ve been hiding stuff from me because you don’t trust me.”
“jungkook-ah..” Taehyung crawls up the mattress and sits right beside him, arm curling around his shoulder and he playfully nuzzles his forehead against Jungkook’s hair “you’re my best friend in this entire world. i promise i trust you. im telling you now arent i?”
“after i’ve interrogated you.” hes pouting and he knows that. but his feelings are a little hurt. “i wouldve told you if i had my first kiss or a second or a third and fourth!!” he glares when Taehyung giggles “especially if it were a hyung”
“bun, you said it yourself, you never even thought about these things before all this dating ban stuff. so why would i have brought it up out of the blue?” “does Jiminie know that you’ve kissed Seojoon-hyung?” “no, but hyungsik does, he was there.”
Jungkook is trying not to make a big deal. but its hard to especially when Taehyung says “it was over seven minutes in heaven at that afterparty for hyung’s marvel movie” “are you fucking serious right now?!” jungkook slams a pillow to the floor in disbelief. “i was there!”
“you were” Taehyung giggles “you got too drunk and fell asleep, remember?” he does remember. he had begged taehyung to go to the movie premier because there was a high chance of /the tony stark being there.
and Taehyung like the good best friend that he is of course allowed Jungkook to be his only plus one. and when Jungkook got to shake hands with tony stark himself?? he immediately chugged two bottles of soju at the after party.
he met his fucking ultimate idol!!! he shook hands with IRON MAN!! of course he got happy drunk? who wouldnt! he had know idea though, that while he was passed out in one of Seojoon’s thirty bedrooms (more like 5 but who’s counting anyway), taehyung was just kissing away!!
“seee?” Taehyung smiles at him “these things arent a big deal. why would i have brought something silly like a drinking game up when all you could think about for two weeks straight was Iron Man saying your name?” his arms are crossed and he’s looking the other way.
all of these things have happened right under his nose. he can barely make sense of it all. Taehyung leans across his lap and tugs at his arms. pulling them until they uncross and sliding between them, “c’mon dont be mad at your hyungie-hmm? i promise i wasnt hiding it”
“im not mad at you…just feels weird” “you keep saying that” Taehyung huffs, “why does it feel weird?” “its gonna sound stupid.” “no it wont. this is all new territory, i dont blame you for being curious. thats what bestfriends are for.”
“its just, ive always felt like i knew you best, hyung. like, i dont know i guess ive been proud of it to some degree? that like…you’re my person. bts’ V is /my bestfriend and noone knows him better than me.” he looks at Taehyung who is also pouting “doesnt feel that way now”
“why doesnt it feel that way anymore? theres literally noone who knows me better than you Jungkookie. you’ve even seen the mole on my buttcrack.” “hyung” he rolls his eyes with a giggle “its just different, theres this whole side of you that i didnt know existed.”
“im not sure what you mean. what side?” “this…okay” Jungkook sits up and begins moving his hands aggressively. mimicking some of Taehyung’s on stage movements “you’ve got this super flirtatious and sexy side of you that i just assumed only took play on stage”
“but you like…you flirt with people forreal. and they, you know, see /that side of you.” Taehyung’s brows raise with giggles, pinching Jungkook’s sides “do you want to see those sides of hyung, hmm? hmm?”
“its not—“ jungkook huffs, leaning away from the pinching fingers and trying to calm the rising heat in his cheeks “—just okay, so Eunwoo and I talked before about like first kisses and stuff and he jokingly said something about me and you”
“which i laughed at talking about how sweet and innocent you are. and like, im wrong?” he shrugs “are you suggesting that /you are /not sweet and innocent Jungkookie? my little ‘ive never kissed anybody’ golden boy?”
“dont tease me, Tae…i’m really upset over this” “i can tell” Taehyung sighs, leans up on his knees and holds both of Jungkook’s cheeks in his palms as he squeezes them and makes fake kissy noises “do you want hyung to be your first kiss?”
Jungkook’s stomach flips. about a dozen times. Taehyung is super close and he /knows that this hyung is just teasing him. and he doesnt even know why it bothers him so much that Jimin and Seojoon kissed Taehyung. he doesnt /like Taehyung in a romantic way.
he chalks it up to his stupid competitive pride needing to be the best at everything. and if being Taehyung’s best friend includes being on the list of people he’s kissed before, than that’s a sacrifice Jungkook will make.
and logically speaking, at least the awkwardness of a first kiss would be out of the way before he starts meeting people and has to act like he’s not a 22 year old who has never even held someone’s hand.
“maybe” he says quietly. definitely not expecting for Taehyung to peck his lips immediately. it was there and gone before he even had time to remove the pout from his lips. his eyes flash open when Taehyung has pulled away and is giggling “there, happy?”
Jungkook groans “that hardly counts, you /stole it” “oh my god” Taehyung is laughing even harder “Jungkookie, do you want to kiss?” Taehyung has a simple yet serious look on his face, that Jungkook returns with the raise of a brow “and what if i do?”
“well, then i will kiss you and hopefully you can move past this sulking because frankly, i want to go back to just chilling and playing games and stuff. tour is almost over and we wont be seeing each other all the time like this for awhile.”
Jungkook has a thousand neon lights flashing in his mind. every single one of them saying ‘no’ ‘stop’ ‘do not proceed’ ‘youre opening a can of worms that you dont really want’ but theres one little neon light. thats glowing purple and stretches all the way down to his heart
and its that purple light that forces him to take a deep breath with clenched shut eyes and say “Taehyung, i want to kiss…” clears his throat before he looks up at Taehyung’s eyes that only have warmth inside “i want to kiss with you”
he’s holding his breath when he watches Taehyung kick the blanket he was tangled up in to the foot of the bed. scooting closer to Jungkook until he’s knelt right in front of him, but resting on his heels when he sighs.
those delicate hands fit over Jungkook’s shoulders and squeeze a bit, clearly trying to ease the tension that he feels “you better not run around telling people i stole your first kiss” “i wont” he says hurriedly “it can just be uh, a tae and kook thing.”
“hmmm, you sure about that?” Taehyung’s brow has raised but Jungkook barely saw it. too focused on the way the tip of Taehyung’s tongue wets his lips. “yeah, promise, just something between us.”
the thing is that Jungkook has zero expectations. up until thirty seconds ago when Taehyung pecked his lips, he has never felt another humans lips on his own. cheeks and foreheads and noses and arms, all have been kissed. but Jungkook has no idea what a kiss should be like.
so his feelings when Taehyung does finally lean in and kiss his lips? cannot be described. its very soft. Taehyung has these lips that dont look too large until you’re up close and when they’re pressed against his own he feels like they could swallow him whole.
Taehyung doesn’t. doesn’t swallow him, that is. but he does let their lips combine together for several minutes (probably seconds) but could feel like hours. Jungkook doesn’t move at all. he just sits there and lets Taehyung work his heart throb magic.
except the thing is that Jungkook was not anticipating to genuinely enjoy it. and the whine he lets out when Taehyung pulls away is completely involuntary.
Jungkook’s stomach goes hollow when Taehyung chuckles against his cheek and a hand wraps around the back of his neck, “being a little greedy, aren’t you bun?” but Taehyung doesn’t really pull away. which makes Jungkook wonder if he wouldnt mind kissing him one more time?
after-all, he has to prove that he’s a better kisser than at least Jimin. “feels nice” he whispers, eyes fluttering open just long enough to watch Taehyung’s close and to see him dive back in.
Taehyung kisses him a little firmer this time, the hand on the back of his neck guiding him to tilt his head so that their lips slot together nicely. Jungkook wants to /lick him. but he doesnt, he doesnt because that would be weird.
that takes it from an innocent request, to down right /thirsting for his hyung. which isnt the case. but Jungkook’s never been touched like this before. and Taehyung isnt even /touching him. not anything out of the ordinary.
but hes so close and he breathes into Jungkook’s mouth, “yeah, kisses are nice” Jungkook thinks its okay to lean in and claim another kiss. Taehyung still hasn’t moved. he’ll move when he’s done, right?
and Jungkook really wants to do something with his hands, they’re sweating from how hard his fists are clenched in his lap. he opens one up and lets it fall to Taehyung’s hip.
they hold each other all of the time, its only weird if they make it weird and jungkook is not going to make this weird. he tugs on Taehyung’s shirt when he feels the other’s mouth part. it barely parts, just enough for their breathing to mingle.
he only meant to grab onto /something, he wasn’t trying to pull Taehyung into his lap. but it feels instantaneous the way Taehyung moves in time with Jungkook’s hand on his shirt.
slipping right into his lap and the arms that were lazily rested on his shoulders curl tighter. Jungkook can hardly think straight when Taehyung’s tongue glides over his own lips. its so warm and /wet.
suddenly images of Taehyung on stage start flashing through his mind. taehyung biting his lip. taehyung rolling his eyes back. taehyung grunting and hip thrusting. taehyung gliding a hand down his own chest and grabbing at a place he shouldnt be grabbing.
taehyung sticking his tongue out and teasing 50,000 people at once. but theres noone in this hotel room except for them two. and theres less than a handful of people that have ever been kissed by those lips before.
and holy shit Jungkook is one of them. he melts, lips parting and he didnt mean to, fuck he didnt mean to, but the groan that falls from his throat when their tongues touch has his face heating up with embarrassment.
Taehyung giggles. /fucking giggles. Jungkook brings his other hand to Taehyung’s waist and uses both hands to hold him in place. eagerly licking into his mouth until the man in his lap gasps into the kiss. the noise could even pass for a moan if Jungkook really thinks about it
but he doesnt. or at least he doesnt get to, because just as quickly as this fire in his body has bursted to a rage. Taehyung is pulling away and pressing chaste pecks to his lips. slipping out of his lap and Jungkook wants to fucking cry.
“but—“ “thats enough golden boy..” Taehyung drags a thumb over Jungkook’s bottom lip and his eyes are just oozing with /want. Jungkook knows Taehyung didnt want to stop kissing him. and somehow, that knowledge alone is satisfying enough.
they get off the bed to fix the blankets and pillows that have been discombobulated. once everything is in place they climb into it just as they always have.
when Taehyung’s head falls to Jungkook’s chest, the older sighs, “are you happy now, bun? may i live my life in peace again?” “i guess i’ll allow it.” Jungkook huffs, for some reason tonight he feels like cuddling tighter than normal
“who’s the better kisser?” Taehyung laughs softly “goodnight Jungkookie” “i need to know this!” Jungkook groans when he hears that Taehyung is already snoring. he’s going to get an answer before this tour is over, even if its the last thing he does.
8. if you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do
their alarms go off way too early for Jungkook’s liking. because as soon as they board the plane its another week of back to back schedules. they only have one free day in between the four shows.
and the only way he’ll get to see Taehyung before that depends on their hotel assignments. Jungkook wishes he could go back to not knowing what a kiss felt like, because now he just wants more. |||
once again, they are separated on the flight. Jungkook really has a bone to pick with whoever is booking these flights at this point. but the plane does have wifi and Jungkook can see that Taehyung is tapping away on his phone.
9. cameras flashing everytime we go out
they have to do a japan fan cafe recording almost as soon as they land. the outfits are incredibly silly, as they all dress up in royal blue prince attire as if going to a royal ball. and for the most part they’re all just making fun of each other.
as the recording starts they each have to take turns sitting in this little stool and the other six try to get the ones attention the most. either with compliments or silly phrases anything really.
its fun and lighthearted and Jungkook can hardly stand from how hard he’s laughing after the first five have had their turn. but when its Taehyung’s turn to sit in the chair, Jimin says “we should all just kiss him, he’ll get so shy and cute. the fans will love it”
Namjoon groans, always the one least likely to initiate physical touch “why kiss him?” “because!” Jimin giggles “hes always all hot and bad boy on stage, it’ll be hilarious for fans to see how cute and bashful he really is”
“im in” “me too” “why not” “fine” and that is how they end up taking turns pampering Taehyung with kisses. Jungkook has a curse.
he is cursed with the need to just be the best at everything. especially when it comes to Taehyung. he needs to be the strongest and the funniest and the smartest and the coolest and as of the last week, the best kiss.
Jungkook himself doesnt fully understand why he has such inclinations. but alas, here he is. and after watching each young delicately place a kiss to some place on Taehyung’s hair, well. its just so clear what he has to do.
wraps an arm fully around Taehyung’s shoulder and presses a big fat kiss on his cheek. smacking so loud it can be heard across the room and everyone is laughing maniacally. he can even hear Yoongi and Hoseok saying something about them but he kind of blocks it out.
hes a bit too focused on watching Taehyung’s flustered reaction. and even though its Namjoon who Taehyung says was the most memorable. Jungkook feels like he won today.
Jungkook doesn’t quite know why he’s so disappointed when after hours of gaming, Taehyung actually falls asleep. maybe because he kind of hyped himself up and completely imagined a scenario where he and Taehyung spend the next week making out everyday
and honestly, if he thinks about it. Taehyung has a point. hes just buzzing on pure excitement right now, he doesnt /need to kiss his best friend anymore. and thats what he keeps telling himself
throughout all of their day one concert. even when Taehyung clings to him almost the entire time and they snuggle very closely on the car ride back to the hotel room. they go right to sleep after eating some food and hopping on live with their hobi-hyung.
and he tells himself again, that he doesnt need to kiss his bestfriend. when they barely push through day two because its miserably hot. so miserably hot that they all ditch the jackets for their mid show outfits.
meaning Taehyung’s running all over the stage with this white t-shirt thats loose and sheer and just, is too hot for his own good. Jungkook comes to the realization, that he is touch starved. which isnt fair to Taehyung for Jungkook to try to get it out on him.
during their free day in between the two blocks of shows. Taehyung and Seokjin and Jungkook all decide to go to the amusement park in Tokyo. they have a blast all day long and it feels so good to be normal again.
normal without all of these thoughts plaguing his mind. he wins Taehyung a giant stuffed bear before they head out and meet up with Seojoon and the rest of the hyungs for dinner.
the thing is that Jungkook was fine. the last three days hanging out with Taehyung as normal have been fantastic. but he never noticed before how clingy Taehyung is to Seojoon.
how he seeks out his hand or his arm and how he leans into his space completely as he talks. if Jungkook werent looking at this through very envious eyes, he’d see that this is no different than how Taehyung interacts with everyone hes close to.
but Jungkook cannot be told anything with reason right now. he finishes his meal bitterly and despite how badly he wants to ignore him, he does bid Seojoon goodbye politely.
rolling his eyes when Taehyung gives him such a big hug. its so unnecessary. but the they’re climbing into their cars and Taehyung’s head is on his shoulder and the world feels at peace again.
10. so let’s start right now
Taehyung has a shirt folded and set out on the edge of the bed for him when Jungkook finally makes it to the other’s hotel room. but its still super fucking hot and he’s kind of regretting even wearing his pajama pants instead of shorts.
he knows Taehyung won’t mind if he sleeps shirtless, so he climbs into bed anyway. feeling irrationally upset when Taehyung doesnt immediately turn over to cuddle. rude.
Jungkook’s hand shakes at Taehyung’s hip trying to get him to turn over. it takes a few wiggles before he finally does, head leaning right at the edge of Jungkook’s pillow.
their legs intertwine at the foot of the bed and Jungkook is relieved to be able to get a goodnights rest before their concert tomorrow. but when he opens his eyes and he lets himself stare at Taehyung’s face, he cannot help but stare at his lips.
they’re parted as he breathes softly, long slow breaths and Jungkook is just drinking him in. he cant even be upset with Taehyung for kissing people now that he understands how tempting it is.
is about to trace his index finger over Taehyung’s top lip when he feels long fingers curl around his wrist and a whispered deep voice, “stop staring at me, go to sleep”
“cant sleep” he pouts, scooting closer and honestly? hes completely fucking shameless when he lets his nose bump into Taehyung’s “think i need a goodnight kiss” Taehyung lets out a noise thats somewhere between a groan and a growl, eyes fluttering open slowly
“youve been so good for four days, bun, gonna throw it all to the wind now?” Jungkook huffs, loud. nudges at Taehyung’s nose one more time because he feels /desperate for it.
“just, i wont ask for another kiss after we get to Seoul. i promise. ill, i dunno, find someone to kiss back home. just…its your fault you know” hes rambling. muttering complete nonsense at this point.
Taehyung chuckles softly, Jungkook nearly losing his damn mind when Taehyung’s fingers curl around his chin, thumb pressing down on his bottom lip with a sigh, “will you actually keep your promise this time?”
“yes, yes, i promise” Jungkook doesnt like the sound of his own voice when he’s begging. watches Taehyung’s eyes glance all over his features before he sighs and lets his hand curl around Jungkook’s neck “no more, once we go home, am i clear?”
“crystal” he says definitively “please” it’s ridiculous. he doesnt even understand why he wants it so bad. but then Taehyung leans in and their lips combine and Jungkook remembers instantaneously why he wanted it so bad.
because Taehyung is so /sure. when he kisses. he guides Jungkook through every tentative brushing of their lips. coaxing him through the first initial swipe of their tongues and every swipe after that.
fingers gently carding through the locks of his hair and Jungkook realizes all at once, when he catches himself rolling over on top of Taehyung and kissing him harder — that he is, indeed, very fucking thirsty for Taehyung.
and he knows, somewhere deep in the back of his mind hidden behind so much crap, that theres certainly a reason /why hes this thirsty for him. but he reasons with himself that its because Taehyung was his first kiss.
of course he’d be desperate for the first lips to ever brush his own. it has nothing to do with the way his heart flutters in his chest with each little exasperated puff of air Taehyung lets out.
its certainly not because he fucking loves the way Taehyung smiles against his lips when he starts moving too fast, “calm down, bun, im not going anywhere” and Jungkook calms down, externally.
wills his hands to loosen their hold on Taehyung’s waist and resists the urge to grind down against him. lets Taehyung bring the boil of their kisses down to a low heat simmer. gentle and consistent. something that could continue for hours without spilling over.
but they dont continue for hours. Jungkook doesnt know how much longer they lay there making out lazily. but what he does know is that he falls asleep first. because he hears Taehyung so vividly murmuring in his ear “what am i gonna do with you, golden boy?” |||
Jungkook has decided that this is all Taehyung’s fault. It is one hundred percent, without a doubt, Taehyung’s fault. because if he werent so fucking hot, than Jungkook wouldn’t be rushing passed Namjoon to sneak into Taehyung’s SUV instead of his own.
“what are you doing here?” Taehyung questions, looking up from his phone when Jungkook presses the button to raise the partition. “is everything okay?” Taehyung’s voice is dripped with concern,
until Jungkook slides across the bench of the vehicle and curls a hand around his throat, “you said no more once we get home right?” and then he’s kissing him hard. is pretty certain that he’s completely knocked the air out of Taehyung’s lungs by the way they’re both panting.
it feels like some type of dream, where one second they’re frantically making out in the back of a company vehicle. and the next they’re walking slowly to Taehyung’s hotel room.
slipping past security and groups of locals who have no business seeing the slick sheen over their lips. once inside the room, Jungkook knows better. he knows that he’s testing his luck by pressing Taehyung to wall of the room, but Taehyung is more than capable of stopping him.
all it takes is one word and Jungkook would let go of the hips that his hands are glued to. but Taehyung doesnt say anything. just clings to Jungkook just as desperately as he’s clinging onto the other.
its several moments later when they’ve managed to stumble across the room to the mattress, he’s sitting at the edge and Taehyung standing between his legs, that Jungkook says, “i’m sorry..” whispered between shallow breaths “but you taste really fucking good”
“you have nothing to compare me to” Taehyung laughs into his lips “you’ll see. once you’ve kissed someone else, this will all feel less intense.” and Taehyung knows. because Taehyung has kissed others. so Jungkook trusts him blindly.
assures himself that this is nothing. it means nothing and it wont mean anything in a few days. it surely wont mean anything a month from now. so he just lets himself enjoy this feeling while he has it. |||
||| into the thick of it, we go 😵‍💫 next update will have their last little rendezvous before hell freezes over.
||| Taehyung’s POV will be coming soon. Until then, choose wisely 😎
8. crying in the club
Jungkook figures if it were possible to kill someone with a glare, Taehyung would be dead by now. its their LAST night before they go home and he’s going to spend it clubbing?? does he not even care??
taehyung hasn’t gone to a single club with jimin in the months if their tour and he chooses TONIGHT to finally go? Jungkook is angry, irrationally so. in fact, if anyone asked him why hes angry, he’d lie and say hes not.
because he knows that theres not any reason for him to be so bitter about Taehyung not wanting to just lay in bed and make out all night like they did last night. and he really shouldnt have expected much of anything anyway.
halfway through their set, and in the middle of seokjin’s solo stage, he thinks about it long and hard and decides he’s being selfish. its completely unfair for him to expect Taehyung to just want to let Jungkook kiss him for the next 24 hours.
ahh, but then it’s Taehyung’s solo stage and when Jungkook watches him perform from the backstage cameras his gut wrenches. twists and turns to the point that he has to stop watching. that silk red robe should be illegal and who the fuck gave taehyung a rose anyway?
its during their encore stage, when they’re all running around on stage and being playful that he feels arms wrap around himself. he’s twirled in a circle and Taehyung sings his next line into Jungkook’s microphone instead of his own.
he decides, in this moment, when Taehyung’s hands fall from being wrapped around his waist and Jungkook watches him run back to the other side of the stage, that theres no way in hell he isnt going to that club with them tonight.
Jungkook knows that from the outside looking in he is being ridiculously clingy. but he hopes that the literal /years of him being clingy to Taehyung are really paying off in hiding what hes been up to.
especially when they take their post concert picture and he sits in Taehyung’s lap. its Taehyung’s fault. he just sits there with his legs spread, thighs practically begging jungkook to sit there, what else is he to do?
so he leans back against Taehyung’s chest and holds onto his hands when the older playfully tries to push him off. and he only kind of throws a fit when he doesnt get to ride with Taehyung back to their hotels.
he hurries to get ready in his room, hoping that if he’s completely dressed before the live is over that Taehyung wont mind him hanging out while he gets ready too.
when he’s dressed with his best pair of ripped white fitted jeans and a a black checkered button down shirt, he double glances himself in the mirror. he feels good. he looks good. now he’s off to find his bestest friend in the world.
reaching Taehyung’s room, he’s surprised to find that hes in the shoeer. especially becsuse he got the live notification and figured they’d all be piled up in Namjoon’s room. “taehyungie-hyung?” he knocks quietly at the door
“why arent you on live Jungkookie?” “needed to shower” Taehyung is quiet but then Jungkook hears the water cut off. just a few seconds later Taehyung with a towel around his waist and wet fringe falling in his eyes emerges from the bathroom, smiling.
“same, and Jimin-ah’s planning on going straight to the club up town after the live.” Taehyung is digging around for clothes when he says “you gonna hangout with hyungs or chill here?”
Jungkook rolls his eyes so hard, scoffing and tossing the pants that he /knows Taehyung is looking for across the room. “im going with you guys” “huh? i thought you said you wanted to chill.”
“well, i changed my mind. we go home tomorrow, so..” he lets the sentence trail off like a hint. he doesnt know if Taehyung is picking up what he’s putting down, but honestly? he doesn’t think so. because this hyung only giggles and finishes getting dressed
“dont get too drunk, bun. not wanting to carry you back, im too tired” he sits at the edge of Taehyung’s bed with a huff, “if anything i’ll be carrying you back, hyung” Taehyung’s head falls back in laughter, “right, whatever you say”
and Jungkook might be paying too much attention…in fact, he /knows that he is. but the fact that Seojoon and a bunch of other older people are already at this club waiting for them, sets him off.
so Taehyung had plans to take up this night no matter what? there was never a version of tonight for Taehyung that lined up with the plans Jungkook made up in his head. this sucks.
but hes a good sport. he only wraps his arm around Taehyung’s shoulder maybe four times, despite never wanting to let it drop. unfortunately for him, Taehyung is the very definition of a social butterfly and Jungkook is left waiting behind him everytime he jolts up.
“why do you look like a kicked puppy?” Yoongi asks from across the table. these vip sections do a great job of hiding them from everyone except each other. “do i? im just tired.”
“no you’re not, dont lie to hyung. want a drink?” Yoongi flags down a waitress before Jungkook can say otherwise. he hears this hyung order him some drink with the word bomb in it that sounds disgusting. “talk to me”
he sighs, maybe it’d be good to get it off his chest, “do you think Taehyungie-hyung and i are growing apart?” Yoongi seems surprised. because his jaw slacks and his eyes blow wide. “no, but well, i guess i wouldnt know. why do you think that?”
“i feel like…he has a life all on his own. totally separate from me.” hes pouting unconsciously. Yoongi smiles at him in a way that makes him feel like a child. “of course he has a separate life, Jungkook-ah. we’re all grown adults with our own friends and families and lives.”
“but…when did these paths start?!” he doesnt even realize his voice is raised “i dont want to lose my best friend to all of these new people that suddenly want to know him. he was mine first.” Yoongi sighs when their drinks are delivered.
he doesnt realize that Jungkook’s eyes haven’t left Taehyung for a second. glued to where he’s mingling on the dance floor with Jimin and several others. “you have your own friends too you know. you never cared before, where is this coming from?”
and he has to cover his ass somehow. “normally we’d be playing video games right now but were here.” “you didnt have to come” “you’re missing the point!” Jungkook groans
“if i didnt come id be at the hotel texting Eunwoo or something while Taehyung’s living it up with his new friends” Yoongi cackles “so you came out clubbing, which you /despise, just because you have a fear of missing out?”
Jungkook settles back in his chair with a sigh. “we dont have official schedules for like a month and a half once we get home.” “that is true” “i wanted to spend time with my best friend is that so wrong?”
“of course not Kook..” Yoongi kind of gives him a funny look that makes Jungkook’s cheeks hot “but why are you sitting here then? when Taehyung is out there.” “because, i dont..i dont even know what im doing.”
he looks down at his feet when suddenly a mirage of voices are yelling and giggling and Taehyung slips right next to him, arm around his shoulder with a devilish smile, “c’mon jungkookie, let hyungie teach you how to dance”
and this is how he finds himself being guided by a very warm and delicate hand to the center of this rgb illuminated dance floor. the lights are vibrant but its still dark. dark enough for him to feel comfortable and a bit relieved for private places like this for celebrities
hes kind of swaying awkwardly when Taehyung’s hands fall to his hips softly, guiding him with his movements and Jungkook only /almost melts back into the warmth of Taehyung’s chest pressed to his back.
“why’ve you just been sitting over there with hyung?” Taehyung asks against his ear “you looked busy” “you couldve joined us” “dont know what to do” he shrugs. but he thinks hes pretty much figured it out by now.
as long as Taehyung is here to guide him through it, Jungkook thinks he’s not too bad at this whole night club thing. especially when the song slows down and Taehyung scoots a bit closer behind him. “you think you got it on your own now?”
taps at his waist like he’s about to let go when Jungkook, like the insanely wreckless man that he has recently found himself to be, curls an arm behind himself. hooking around Taehyung’s neck and practically burying the man’s face against his own skin, “no. stay with me”
the thing with having Taehyung pressed up against him like this is that Jungkook can smell the feint hints of fruity vodka on his tongue. and something about alcohol has always made Taehyung a little looser. a bit more free. a bit more sexy.
and before they used to joke as a group about Taehyung getting all horny and risqué when he’s drunk but it all hits different now. because when Jungkook settles his back completely against Taehyung’s front, one of those long arms snake around his waist easily.
holding him in place as Taehyung’s hips move along to the song and he knows this means nothing. hes watched Taehyung dance like this to jimin or hoseok or hell even namjoon playfully at practices
but it feels so much /different when its him. because at this point Jungkook is basically rolling his ass back into him and Taehyung doesnt push him away at all. quite the opposite. he rolls his body right along with him.
and when Jungkook circles his hips in a particularly salacious movement, he curses. nose pressed against Jungkook’s neck, a whispered “fuck” makes all the hairs on his neck stand up. Jungkook’s losing his damn mind.
repeats the motion and throws his head back to rest on Taehyung’s shoulder. theres no denying it, they’re full on grinding and Taehyung has gotten handsy. the one arm is still tight around Jungkook’s middle but his free hand travels
comes to a rest on Jungkook’s side dangerously close to his ass and he just cannot handle this. its all too much, its overwhelming and its so /hot in here when he twists around. not expecting to be knocked breathless by the dark haze in Taehyung’s eyes, “i uh—“
“you good?” he watches the darkness fizzle out almost instantly. Taehyung’s sharp eyes rounding out as his grip loosens and he tilts his head “feeling okay, bun?” “ready to go to the hotel i think, its getting crowded in here”
hes such a fucking liar. he knows that. but he also kind of knows that he has Taehyung right where he wants him. so when Jungkook brushes Taehyung’s hair back with his fingers and smiles brilliantly at him, “take me home?” he knows that Taehyung would never tell him no.
he wasnt really prepared for the way Taehyung comes down from his buzz. the sexy domineering aura slipping away to gentle adoration. when they’re leaned against each other in the vehicle that’s taking them back, Taehyung’s head found its way right back to Jungkook’s shoulder.
“did you have fun, jungkookie?” “so much” he says honestly, unconsciously tugging Taehyung a little closer “kinda sad to go home”
“no, dont be sad” Taehyung looks up at him with the sweetest smile “now you know what to expect. nothing to be scared of when your friends invite you out”
and its true. taehyung is right. it pisses him off how, unaffected Taehyung is by all of this. he was literally grinding his dick against Jungkook’s ass half an hour ago and now hes just being so cute.
so cute that Jungkook almost feels guilty for the fact that he’s absolutely going to devour him once they reach the room. but when Taehyung has made himself comfortable in bed, legs spread open over the entire fucking mattress, its like hes asking for it.
practically taunting Jungkook to just come on, ‘curl right up into this spot and kiss me silly.’ so he does, cautiously. shyly gnawing on his lip when Taehyung glances up from his phone at the realization that Jungkook is climbing /between him instead of beside him.
“jungkookie…” Taehyung warns, brow raised when Jungkook scoots closer. arms wrapping around Taehyung’s waist and burrowing his face against his tummy “what? i just wanna cuddle?”
Taehyung places his phone on the side table before he tilts Jungkook’s chin up with one finger. causing the younger to move even closer, both arms caging Taehyung in when their noses brush, “hyuuuung, we go /home tomorrow” “i know that, bun” “that means…you know”
Jungkook’s pouting is ridiculous, but Taehyung doesnt seem to mind. giggling lightly before he sighs, “you’re killing me, Jungkook.” “why” he frowns. nuzzles his nose against Taehyung’s “its a compliment, a testament to the deliciousness of your lips, if you will”
“im going to get in trouble for letting you kiss me so much.” “by who? noone knows, remember. a tae and kook thing?” “right” Taehyung’s fingers wrap around his neck and hold him in place “a tae and kook things that stops tonight”
“right” he nearly chokes on the words, voice barely above a whisper “stops tonight” and his eyes cannot focus. flickering up into taehyung’s eyes, down to his pursed lips.
up to the way his brows furrow and down to the tongue that dampens the plush skin. up and down and up and down until his fingers are near bruising on Taehyung’s hips and he just kisses him.
it feels so good. it feels like hes just fallen into a large pile of pillows after an exhausting day. because Taehyung kisses lazily.
none of the fire or curse words from at the club come out. he only breathes softly through his nose and tangles his fingers in Jungkook’s hair. and when they really manage to taste each other Jungkook swallows the only growl that almost erupts.
because Taehyung is /so good to him. so gentle and delicate and lovely and everything that Jungkook thinks people dream their first kisses to be like. Taehyung is a dream.
the lucky soul who will get to marry this man one day should know how blessed they are. and jungkook will boast proudly, years down the road when they dont have management to answer to…about how it was Taehyung who taught him how to kiss properly.
it was Taehyung who showed him how much he loved when a tongue presses against the roof of his mouth. Taehyung who caught his bottom lip with his teeth and kept it there. giggling softly before popping with a sound so sweet Jungkook nearly dies.
“you’re extra soft tonight, bun.” “yeah..” he smiles into the kiss “was a good show” /kiss “had fun out with you guys” /kiss “really really happy” rolls over to his back and drags Taehyung with him.
insanely happy that Taehyung straddles his stomach instead of pushing off like he did the other night. feels real actual butterflies for the first time in his life when his hands fall to the back of Taehyung’s thighs as he kisses him harder.
but he should’ve known Taehyung wouldn’t let him travel into too deep of waters. as if snapping out of it Taehyung flattens his body atop of Jungkook’s own. no more giving the younger a nice view of the curve of his ass— “we should sleep”
“ugh, you always say that right when its getting good” hes serious. Jungkook feels very upset by this sudden halt. “because its very late and im sleepy and i’ll end up kissing you all night if i dont stop you now”
“whats so wrong with that?” he kicks his feet as Taehyung gets comfy curled into his side. its so unfair. “its been a lovely tour, hasnt it Jungkookie?”
“now you’re changing the subject” Taehyung yawns against his chest, “gonna remember this one forever” and Jungkook? melts. might as well be a puddle on the rainy pavement outside with the way his chest has turned to mush.
he sighs, tugging Taehyung tighter to his chest, “one more kiss? so i have sweet dreams?” he asks in a hushed tone. smiling insanely wide when Taehyung laughs sleepily.
inching up his chest and pressing a long slow peck to his lips “sweet dreams, golden boy” when he tries to pull away Jungkook holds him in place, he just… /has to.
licks into Taehyung’s mouth with determination, feels fire in the pit of his stomach at the way he immediately opened up to let him in. “i think…” he pulls away with a nervous gulp “i think it wouldnt be so bad if we still kiss back home too”
he doesnt care that hes shameless and completely breaking the promise he /just made. Jungkook really, really, fucking enjoys kissing Taehyung. “no, bunny, we had a deal” Taehyung sighs “i wont change my mind”
“but hyung…” he whines against Taehyung’s lips. bites onto his top one and makes eye contact at the same time. feeling electrocuted when he watches Taehyung’s eyes roll back in pleasure. “…is it because im bad at it? you can be honest.”
“already told you thats not possible..” Taehyung sighs. shaking his head and pulling away “..your whole life revolves around me and our hyungs. you’ve got to branch out, go discover Jungkookie. learn new things about yourself. we have that luxury now.”
Taehyung kisses him one last time. gentle and chaste and it really feels like the last time. Jungkook kind of wants to cry, but he figures it’s probably for the best. hes read plenty of books where things like this end up horribly.
so reluctantly he settles back and lets out a heavy breath, “you’re right.” “i know i am” Taehyung giggles “hyungie is always right”
jungkook lays there alone with his thoughts until he feels lips against his cheek, “goodnight, forreal this time” and despite the sour feeling in his gut, Jungkook is really happy. “goodnight Taehyungie” |||
9. yoongi texts…who?
||| alright, come talk to me 👀
10. who? what? when?
11. meanwhile, jungkook cant sleep
he doesn’t know when he finally managed to fall asleep, and he genuinely doesn’t remember snoozing every alarm that went off. so when Taehyung is frantically shaking him to stir awake, Jungkook feels kind of lost. not really aware of his surroundings or the date or the year
“oh we fucked up, we’re gonna get in so much trouble” huh? what did they do? Jungkook lifts his blanket urgently, relieved to find that hes still fully clothed and he didnt have sex with Taehyung blackout drunk or something
“we missed our flight. we missed our fucking flight” Taehyung runs a hand through his hair as he curses. Jungkook’s still waking up and honestly, a bit distracted. “and now Sejin’s busted for not making us give him our spare room keys. fuck!”
“hyung…” Jungkook whispers softly “its okay, we can just apologize…we’ve never done anything like this before and it’s not like we’re missing schedules. its okay.” Jungkook fists a hand in the back of Taehyung’s shirt and tugs him backwards “lets sleep more”
“bunny, we have to wake up and go pay for a new flight.” “just…” Jungkook sighs, sitting up and loops both arms around Taehyung’s middle forcing him to lay back down “one more hour”
and Jungkook feels overwhelmingly content when fingers start carding through his hair, “you are something else”
12. airplane
showering together is a necessity, because they really have to hurry and get the hell out of here. they’ve showered together more times than Jungkook could even begin to count. but it takes a lot of his own self restraint to keep his eyes on the tile, the shampoo bottles
fixating them on absolutely anything in this shower except for Taehyung. he hears the shower curtain draw back and takes this opportunity to stand completely under the shower head. half tempted to turn the water to cold because he really needs it.
its fucking annoying at this point, hes never reacted this way to Taehyung before and is starting to realize that Taehyung is right. his brain really is making him overthink everything. he’s drawn out of his thoughts and yelps loudly when a large hand slaps his ass
it echoes in the shower and stings when that hand is out of sight “you’re taking too long, hurry up” Jungkook places his forehead to the cold shower tiles, Taehyung is killing him. |||
13. airplane, pt2
“so are we supposed to be in our own rooms?” Jungkook asks from around the wall, watching Taehyung shake some excess water off of his long hair like a puppy. its unfair how adorable he can be. “nah, Sejin knows we’re both in here”
a knock for room service comes a moment later and of course the cart is filled with enough food and beverages for two. Taehyung rolls his eyes and smiles at Jungkook, “see?”
they eat the food sent to them in a comfortable silence with some random television show playing in the background. but Taehyung’s distracted. Jungkook can tell.
because hes tapping away at his phone and giggling every few minutes. it doesnt matter, or at least it shouldn’t. until Taehyung makes a quiet noise, like a gasp. and when Jungkook looks up Taehyung’s cheeks are flushed.
a bright blush dusting his cheekbones and he kind if can’t stand not knowing the cause of it. “who are you texting?” “huh?” Taehyung looks up, “noone, dont worry”
but hes lying, Jungkook can tell by the way he gnaws on his lip to try to hide his smile. its with haste that he practically dives across the mattress. Taking Taehyung by surprise when he yanks the phone from his hand.
“c’mon hyungie, who’s making you giggle like that?” “jungkook, stop” Taehyung laughs, slips into his lap to try to reach the phone, but this was a fatal mistake.
because Jungkook drops the phone to the pillow and catches Taehyung’s wrists with his hands. in on swift motion he flips them over and has Taehyung’s arms pinned above his head, smiling down at him mischievously.
but the smile wipes clean off of his face when he glances at the phone on the pillow. “dont read my messages!” Taehyung giggles.
14. but jungkook doesnt find it funny
Jungkook lets go of Taehyung’s wrists but he doesnt move from where hes sitting on top of him. leans back to the point that his butt has settled right on Taehyung’s groin when he scoffs “since when do you talk to Mingyu, /my friend Mingyu?”
Taehyung looks appalled and confused by the question, “i dunno, since you introduced us all to them properly at your birthday last year? he asked for my number and we text sometimes” “that sounds like more than texting sometimes, you’re flirting!”
Taehyung’s eyes are wide, blinking cluelessly “am i not allowed to flirt with people either?” jungkook doesnt know why this bothers him so much. he cant make sense of the aching he’s feeling.
“i asked you if you were dating someone snd you said you werent! you’re keeping things from me still! its like im not even your best friend anymore!” he didnt mean to shout but he did and now he’s embarrassed.
Jungkook climbs off of the mattress. he just really doesn’t want to talk to Taehyung right now. “bun..” “just leave me alone” he says softly, before going into the bathroom and locking the door shut.
Jungkook hops up onto the bathroom counter and scoots real close to the mirror. wets the bar soap provided by the hotel and begins washing his face to kill time. it sucks.
how many things is he going to learn about Taehyung? he was really right in his assumption that this hyung is living a whole separate life and it’s one thing when its /completely separate but this life is intertwining with Jungkook’s own by bringing his friends into the mix
and hes honestly kind of pissed off at Mingyu too. they were all texting just yesterday about the party friday, and eunwoo kept texting jungkook asking about jimin and tae. so he was asking for mingyu? why wouldnt he tell jungkook that he wants to date his BEST friend?
Jungkook could’ve swore he locked that damn bathroom door. but then its opening gently and Taehyung is leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed, “alright, we need to talk.” “taehyungie, with all due respect, i dont want to talk to you”
“why?” Taehyung’s voice is raising slowly. he steps over to the counter and stands right behind where Jungkook is sitting wiping the soap off of his face. “how did you go from feeding me your strawberries to wanting nothing to do with me?”
“ugh” Jungkook gets the last bit of soap from his face and twists around. his legs come to rest on each side of Taehyung where they hang off the counter. “why wouldnt you mention anything?” “again, i didnt know i had to.” taehyung sighs “so why exactly are you upset?”
“huh?” Jungkook’s head tilts before he looks away. he’s feeling that anger in his stomach again. “are you mad because i was flirting with someone? because i didnt tell you i was flirting with someone? because it was mingyu? because hes your friend? because he asked me out?”
“just stop talking” Jungkook whispers. forehead falling to rest on Taehyung’s shoulder. he hates that he feels comforted by the hands that gently rub his thighs. “i dont know how to be around you right now, bun. you’re…” “i’m what!” he looks up then, eyes glaring “annoying?”
“fickle.” Taehyung grabs his chin. “i have no fucking clue whats going on in your brain. and im trying to be a good friend and help you with whatever almost-quarter-life-crisis youre going through but its getting harder and harder by the day”
“i dont know whats going on either” he hates that hes about to cry. theres no fucking reason to cry. his emotions are just all over the place and taehyung is completely right. jungkook doesnt even know whats going on in his brain.
“i dont want to be left behind” he finally says. chest heaving when he pulls Taehyung’s hand from his chin but doesn’t let go of it. starts to play with Taehyung’s fingers in his lap. “when everyone starts dating and i dont know growing families, im just scared.”
“what are you scared of? its not going to change anything about us. Bangtan will be Bangtan. the family we’ve made within each other isnt going to go anywhere.” “but if you replace me with a boyfriend or a girlfriend or a whatever friend, then what!” he huffs
Taehyung chuckles softly and Jungkook definitely wasn’t expecting him to lean in until their heads rest together and their noses touch “its impossible for someone to replace the person who has his own shape cut out in my life. they’ll just learn to love you too.”
“i dont like it” Jungkook groans. unintentionally nuzzling their noses and tightening his legs around the back of Taehyung’s thighs “and just, Mingyu is kind of a playboy…so the idea of him trying to date you rubs me wrong.” “aww, is my golden boy trying to protect me?”
Jungkook looks up through his lashes and doesnt even notice the way Taehyung’s eyes lock onto his pouted lips, “maybe a little. you’ve got to date someone who isnt probably also texting fifteen other people, hyung.” “ill take notes” Taehyung laughs.
squeezing at Jungkook’s thighs in an attempt to be let free from the cage of his legs but Jungkook doesn’t move. just holds him in place, “im sad” “i thought thats what we just discussed, hmm?” Taehyung tucks hair behind Jungkook’s ear with a smile
though his jaw drops open just barely when Jungkook’s hands grab onto Taehyung’s sides to pull him closer, “a kiss would make me feel better i think” “ahh..” Taehyung shakes his head “i think thats the last thing we should do right now”
“you’re just against kissing me” Jungkook groans “i bet you’d kiss mingyu if he were here right now” “oh my /god” Taehyung kisses his nose “everything is not a competition, bun. besides, we’re supposed to be home already which means no more experimental kisses”
“but we arent home, we are very much still in this hotel, in japan. alone. and im /sad.” he bats his lashes and wets his lips. hes definitely caught on to Taehyung’s lingering eyes by now.
“this feels like a set up…” he giggles. pressing his face into Jungkook’s neck “did you intentionally shut off my alarms, hmm? so you could steal some more practice.” “of course not” cranes his neck to the side when he feels Taehyung’s lips part and trail up the length of it
“but i wont lie and say i didnt see an opportunity…but then you were too busy flirting with my friend.” Taehyung pulls away from the path he was making and Jungkook is ready to riot.
but then warm eyes stare into his own before Taehyung’s thumb swipes across his bottom lip “you’re such a fucking brat, you know that?” “i’m really no—“ /fuck. he’s never ever going to get over the way Taehyung kisses him.
the way those long fingers curl around his neck to hold him in place while he parts Jungkook’s lips with his tongue. pulling out from the kiss only to speak right against his mouth “made a big fucking scene all because you want a kiss”
“is it so bad to want you to kiss me?” he thinks it sounds normal in his head. but the truth is that his words were broken by breathless panting. “it is if we’re going to fight every time i talk to someone now.”
“we wont..” Jungkook means it…he hopes. kisses those lips again because he feels like he might fall apart if he doesnt “just, dont hide things from me. you used to tell me everything.” “i do tell you everything” Taehyung pulls him from the counter. arms locked under his legs
and Jungkook thinks he might die. hes carried Taehyung countless times, he actually has carried all of his hyungs countless times. but Taehyung holding him like this and placing him down on the mattress has his body practically shaking.
“listen, im not going to say this again.” Taehyung has pressed Jungkook until he’s laying flat on the mattress with Taehyung straddling his waist “when we go home and our lives are somewhat back to normal, you wont feel these things you’re feeling right now.”
“if you want me to give you an update every-time someone flirts with me, i hate to break it to you bun, but thats going to be a lot of updates. and personally, i dont want all of the time we spend together to be talking about other people, alright?”
“i love you, Jungkookie. Bangtan are my best friends but /you are my /best /fucking /friend. that wont change no matter how many people you or i date. hell even if you fall in love at first sight and get married in a month, you’ll still be my best friend.”
“so stop letting all of these new feelings bother you so much. if you have a question, ask. if you want to know something, anything, i’ll tell you. but i don’t want to argue with you about things like this anymore.” “Taeh—“ he kisses him again. harder.
hands likely to bruise on Jungkook’s sides because Taehyung’s slipped up under his shirt to clutch onto bare skin. and when Jungkook pliantly opens his mouth to kiss him deeper Taehyung doesnt hesitate.
it drives Jungkook fucking crazy how he doesnt hesitate. it drives Jungkook fucking crazy to know that Taehyung is out there making people feel like this. and it was his bodies natural reaction to Taehyung’s nails digging into his skin when his hips kick up.
it felt really natural the way Taehyung grinded down into it too. holy shit he’s going to fucking die. right here and now. because Taehyung’s tongue slips in and out of his mouth.
and when he grinds down especially hard Jungkook moans. he cant help it. he’s so fucking sensitive down there and Taehyung is relentless. “i shouldnt have kissed you in the first place. im sorry.”
“no. dont be sorry. please please dont be sorry” Jungkook reaches out to hold onto him when he feels Taehyung’s hands loosen on his sides “imagine if my first kisses were with someone bad, id have had no idea how good it could feel.”
“no more.” Taehyung whispers into his lips. “i mean it this time.” “just…” he groans. it feels so good and Taehyung is so /fucking hot. “okay.” Taehyung is right. Jungkook /knows that Taehyung is right. “can you just kiss me for a little longer?”
Taehyung rolls off of him so he assumes this is his final rejection. Until he’s pulling the blankets back and patting the space next to him, “come on, lets take a mid day nap, since we wont be able to sleep at our normal time.”
“but…” Taehyung pats again and glares, making Jungkook’s stomach twist “i’ll kiss you until you’re too tired to kiss anymore.” holy fucking hell. he’s practically gasping for air. “really?” “yes, really, c’mon before i fall asleep.”
Jungkook’s never moved so quickly in his life. slips under the blankets and slides right into Taehyung’s arms. “i hope that when you start dating you inform whomever of just how needy you are.” and then Taehyung’s kissing him softly.
a peck to his top lip, a peck to his bottom lip, he can feel Taehyung’s finger brush over the mole beneath his lips before he shakes his head and just kisses him again. “is being needy such a bad thing?” he asks quietly.
sighing into Taehyung’s mouth when their tongues find each other and he’s starting to feel dizzy “is anyone going to want me?” to which Taehyung kisses him harder, Jungkook thinks he’s sinking into this mattress with the way Taehyung absolutely devours him.
he takes the lack of response as answer enough. thinks as Taehyung diligently kisses every bit of his mouth that he will work on the neediness. if he just gets it all out right now, maybe he wont be so desperate for it once he’s on his own back home.
but then Taehyung’s mouth that was moving fervently against his own slows down, parts from their kiss to catch his breath.
eyes meeting momentarily before he dives right back in with a growl that settles deep in Jungkook’s stomach, words sparking into vicious flames when Taehyung says “you have no idea how bad everyone is going to fucking want you.” |||
and again he finds himself waking up, not remembering when they fell asleep. he does think that Taehyung fell asleep first this time.
only because he remembers how slow the pecks of their lips became and he remembers Taehyung’s mouth falling from his own, leading to lazy kisses along his jawline. when theres incessant knocking on their hotel room door and he sees that it is half an hour before time to leave
he grunts loudly. stomps his feet against the mattress and just, doesnt want to go. but he can hear Sejin calling for them and the buzzing of both of their phones wont stop.
so he gently puffs out his chest, several times until the man that was just snoring into his neck moves. jolting up in a panic “are we late?” “not late but we do have to go”
and the entire time as they make way around the room gathering their things Jungkook just feels gloomy. Taehyung’s about to walk right out the door when he shouts “wait, Taehyungie!”
“huh? we gotta go bun.” “i know but..” he sighs. hand cupping Taehyung’s cheek and he cant help but to kiss him. its soft. pecks his lips gently before pulling away with a shy smile “thanks for being my first kiss…” his smile gets bigger “and my second and third and..”
“i get it” Taehyung giggles, pressing a firm kiss to Jungkook’s forehead that makes a loud smacking sound “the honor of my life to say that i was /the Jeon Jungkook’s first kiss.” “shut up” he snorts. he really has no idea just how much Taehyung means it.
15. airplane pt 3
16. a message incoming from suga hyung
||| ✈️ meant a delay hehe so im sure you all are happy with your decision 😜 any thoughts on the fic so far? im really open to hearing your ideas : theories : hopes ~~ hehe
||| next update we’re gonna see a bit of whats going on in our Taehyungie’s mind. so…. does Taehyung go to the big party rager when they get home? [choooooose wiselllllyyyyyyy]
they’re only half an hour from landing when Jungkook feels Taehyung shifting in the seat next to him. Jungkook loves overnight flights because it makes it much easier to relax. the white noise from the plane and the minimal lighting serve for perfect serene conditions
which is likely the reason Taehyung managed to fall asleep so quickly. but when this hyung lifts the arm rest separating them to scoot closer, Jungkook’s insides twist. he fucking loves first class seating.
adjusts in the seat with his arm around Taehyung, resisting the urge to kiss his nose. even though he really wants to. but then Taehyung is grumbling, “we almost there yet?” “mhm, landing soon” and he tries to keep his arm stiff, a silent plea of ‘dont move, stay here’
but Taehyung lifts his head and their eyes meet and Jungkook wants to kiss him so bad. but he cant. and he won’t. and then their phones are vibrating simultaneously which makes them think its a message about work.
17. its not about work.
when they glance up from their phones Taehyung’s eyes have watered but Jungkook has complete streams down his cheeks. it makes the older giggle and reach over to wipe it away for him, “what the heck was that for?” he shakes his head “a random attack on our hearts”
“i dont know either” Jungkook smiles cheekily “he’s trying to win the number one hyung spot i think” winking when Taehyung glares. a brow raise is sent Jungkook’s way but he just shrugs. “he’s doing a good job of it…”
and they’re whispering. though their seats are decently sectioned off from the others in their class, its still too risky to speak openly about some things. so Jungkook leans right into Taehyung’s ear “although, there is one thing that i guess gives you a leg up”
watches the way Taehyung’s smile falters, he gnaws on his bottom lip with a heavy sigh, “no” he mouths. but Jungkook lets their noses brush anyway “we’re not home yet” “Jungkook.” “Taehyungie” he bats his lashes flirtatiously. fingers curling the collar of Taehyung’s shirt
he pouts when he tilts his head just barely to the side “you really don’t want to kiss me?” allows their lips to brush with his words. and Taehyung is more than capable of moving out of the way, but he doesn’t.
he surges forward to catch those plump lips and surprises Jungkook entirely. especially with how /aggressive his kiss is. Taehyung doesnt hesitate to part Jungkook’s lips at all. a hand holds onto his cheek that Jungkook wants to nuzzle into.
but he doesnt nuzzle into it because that would require detaching his mouth from the warm one that’s making his eyes roll back. and Jungkook is just not ready to part from the subtle taste of mint thats mixed in with Taehyung’s tongue.
being with Taehyung is so comfortable. he hopes that kissing other people feels this warm and cozy. hopes that he’ll get the same flutters in his chest and kicks to his gut.
hopes that he isn’t setting himself up for failure, when the cabin lights begin to come on and they snap apart instantly. wiping at their mouths with flushed cheeks, when they share a soft smile and pull their face masks back on as the pilot makes his announcements.
Jungkook can’t believe Taehyung made out with him for the last half hour on their flight. holy shit thats something to journal about. |||
18. taehyung gets home and makes a decision
19. jungkook gets home and is on a mission
20. someone gets separation anxiety :(
Taehyung wondered if Jungkook would have grown out of his separation anxiety. remembers when they first bought their own places instead of the dorm and Jungkook rotated between Taehyung, Jimin and Namjoon’s like they were splitting custody.
so he’s really not surprised at all that Jungkook wants to come over. even if he had to remind himself that these things are normal. the kissing isn’t normal. but jungkook touching him is normal.
them cuddling to sleep is normal. jungkook holding his hand and kissing his cheek is normal. jungkook pulling Taehyung into his lap, even, is normal. its just the kissing. thats the only thing that needs to change.
but they were on tour for nearly a year. of course Jungkook won’t want to be alone right from the jump. and Taehyung is never going to let his best friend feel alone.
21. namjoon’s gonna lose his mind. [also if you haven’t picked up on it. Jungkook uses dark mode and Taehyung uses light mode]
“hey” Taehyung nudges at Jungkook’s thigh with his foot. they’re lounging on Taehyung’s large sofa when Jungkook looks up at him. “you are being real quiet you know” “just sleepy. didnt sleep on the plane like you did.” “you can take a nap, i’m not going anywhere”
just the word nap makes Jungkook yawn. it sounds so nice and he honestly forgot just how comfortable Taehyung’s oversized couch is. “after i’m done talking to Eunwoo.” “okay” Taehyung laughs softly “want something to eat? i was gonna make some rice.”
“nah, not hungry.” “suit yourself” Taehyung calls out from his kitchen but Jungkook is too focused on his phone.
22. jungkook’s mission
Jungkook fell asleep with his feet on Taehyung’s lap about an hour ago. leaving Taehyung all by his lonesome with his favorite k-drama. and his thoughts.
he’s struggling to sort his thoughts after everything thats happened. the last few weeks have been a whirlwind and Taehyung knows damn well that its a problem.
because he was teasing, that night when Jungkook first asked him to kiss. in fact Taehyung was so /sure that Jungkook wouldn’t want a kiss that he leaned in and pecked his lips playfully.
so he’s honestly not done a great job of soaking in just how much kissing they’ve done. copious amounts of kissing. far more than Taehyung’s ever kissed one singular person.
and the thing is that its all so confusing. Jungkook is special. his place in Taehyung’s heart is so deep and solidified that its scary to think about the fact that they did something so foolish. over and over again.
and when Jungkook asked Taehyung if they messed everything up, he answered with confidence that he didnt. because Taehyung is going to do everything in his power to make sure nothing is messed up between them. |||
23. vmin
Taehyung locks his phone and gets comfortable on his couch. laying down to the point that his and Jungkook’s legs intertwine with their heads on opposite sides.
how does he tell Jimin that he’s only going out with Mingyu because he thinks Jungkook needs to /see him with someone else?
a nap normally doesnt last longer than a few hours. yet somehow, when Taehyung opens his eyes again its already night time. meaning he and Jungkook slept an entire day away. jungkook.
jungkook who has apparently, woke up enough to move across the couch. switch sides until he’s quite literally laying on top of Taehyung. it makes him giggle because typically they would be reversed.
but when Taehyung opens his eyes he can see and feel that Jungkook’s finger is mindlessly tracing circles against his side. leans up to try to make it clear that he’s awake. but when he does, Jungkook’s arm goes limp.
he snores softly and Taehyung can’t help but giggle. bringing his hands up to Jungkook’s waist and tickling him “i know you’re awake” “no m’not. you just woke me up. going back to sleep.”
Jungkook lifts himself up and crosses his arms ontop of Taehyung’s chest. resting his chin there and smiling down at him “hi” “hi there. we slept a lot.” “mhmmm, it was nice” “but now our sleep schedule is going to be messed up”
“who cares” Jungkook moves until his head is laying sideways against his arms. giving Taehyung a good view of the slope of his nose and his long eye lashes. jungkook face is just so /pretty.
“let me get up” “no!” Jungkook groans “thats why i pretended to be asleep, knew you’d want to get up” “i have to use the restroom, bun, let me go” Taehyung laughs when Jungkook reluctantly stands.
squeezes the younger’s waist in passing, “you’re something else” “yeah, and you’re sitting right back in this couch when you’re done!” Jungkook shouts behind him. Taehyung just doesn’t know what to do with this guy and his very obvious crush.
24. here comes trouble
Taehyung is staring. he knows he’s staring and he shouldn’t. but Jungkook is currently leaning between his legs on the sofa. deep in a round of overwatch on the playstation when his phone starts going off.
he doesnt seem to notice at first. only gesturing with his mouth open for Taehyung to toss in a piece of popcorn. he does it and intentionally nudges his leg against Jungkook’s propped up knee.
successfully knocking his phone to the floor which makes Jungkook die in his match. “damn it” he groans. head falling back and passing the controller to Taehyung “if you beat my score i get a re-do because you knocked into me”
its said with no bite at all to the words. and Taehyung surely isn’t going to be successful in beating any high scores with the way his stomach is twisting. he doesn’t want to cause a fight between friends. thats why he pushed mingyu to tell Jungkook in the first place.
Jungkook sits up from Taehyung’s lap as soon as he starts texting. standing up from the couch and walking out of the room. Taehyung knows he shouldn’t follow him. that makes things too obvious.
but he’s just too curious to sit here and wait. especially when he’s certain he heard Jungkook groan under his breath.
Jungkook looks livid. Taehyung can see from where he stands the way Jungkook’s tongue prods at his cheek and he throws his phone into the mattress. his chest feels tight. it couldn’t have been that bad, right?
but then Jungkook calls his name, twisting on his feet too quickly for Taehyung to play it cool. so he waves from where he was standing, “was worried about you. seemed upset.”
“i’m cool.” he rolls his eyes “your little boyfriend texted me” Taehyung is immediately irritated, “oh, c’mon. he’s not my boyfriend.” “i dunno, texting a bunch, face timing in America. sounds like very boyfriend things to do.”
“we text constantly and i literally shared a bed with you 80% of the tour. we’re not boyfriends” Taehyung sighs, stepping further into the room “i can have friends you know. this is my point kook. i dont want to fight with you.”
“you, it could be anybody? theres so many fucking celebrities and athletes and random people on the streets. why Mingyu of all people?” Taehyung steps closer, reaching out a hand to hold onto Jungkook’s arm
“did it ever occur to you, that i opened myself up to Mingyu because he’s someone close to you. which means i can trust his character. because i trust /you.” he rolls his eyes so hard, Taehyung closes his eye lids, “you’ll get stuck like that, bun.”
“im serious. its hard meeting people, you’re about to find out. you dont know who’s out for dirt, who just wants a good time, who wants connections. Mingyu was safe, because we have that common denominator—you.” Jungkook scoffs. Taehyung wasn’t expecting tears in his eyes
“common denominator” he takes a deep breath “glad i could be of service” “Jungkook. you know thats not what i meant.” “i think you’re right” he sniffles, nodding his head with hands on his hips “i should go home.“
“you dont have to go—“ “no, hyung, i realllly do.” leans against the wall and his head falls to rest against it “because i really dont fucking like this and i’m trying hard to be a good best friend right now”
“what dont you like? if its really that much of an issue, i’ll cancel-“ “no!” Jungkook brings a fist to the wall but it isn’t hard. he stopped himself as if realizing his anger is getting out of hand.
“im not gonna like it no matter who it is. so just, do you. i’ll get over it.” he sniffles and Taehyung’s heart is aching “like you said, once i get out there and meet new people, these feelings will go away, right?”
he turns around and looks right at him. Taehyung feels tiny under Jungkook’s gaze. wants to shrink into the floor and never get up. “yeah. the feelings will go away, bunny. they will.” Jungkook walks closer to him and Taehyung feels himself struggling to catch a breath.
especially when an arm curls around his back and Jungkook buries his face in his neck. he cries. he cries so hard Taehyung starts to cry too. hand holding onto the back of his head as Jungkook’s shoulders tremble.
pulls away to really look at him when he whispers, as tears fall down his face, “do you promise?” Taehyung nods, doesnt really trust himself to speak. wouldn’t have gotten a word out anyway with the way Jungkook kisses him.
claiming Taehyung’s mouth as if it were his own. leaving Taehyung no choice but to fall pliant in his grasp because how could he not? how could he not bask in the way Jungkook tastes him so diligently.
not when he’s too distracted by the hand around his neck holding him in place. or the arm around his waist that presses their bodies together. not when Taehyung’s felt exactly what Jungkook is feeling before.
he’s felt the desperation. he’s wanted to be touched and loved by one person so badly that it shattered his heart and tore him to shreds. but he didn’t have the luxury of claiming that person as his own, even temporarily.
not even for three weeks during the last leg of a tour. because Taehyung doesn’t have round doe eyes and the right words to make someone give him anything he’d ask for.
and maybe a part of giving Jungkook what he wants is for his little golden boy. at least thats how he reassures himself. reassures himself when he lets Jungkook moan against his mouth and returns it with a whine so lewd he should be embarrassed.
when Jungkook apologizes against his mouth and Taehyung just shakes his head and kisses him harder “its okay” he whispers. reassures himself that its for the younger when Jungkook’s fingers get lost in Taehyung’s hair, as if looking for way to anchor him down
yeah, because Taehyung knows, deep down in the parts of his heart that are buried too deep to ever resurface. he /knows that lost in the embers of his soul that he put to rest years ago. that every last bit of this is for himself. |||
26. two different conversations.
Taehyung doesn’t know what time Jungkook left. guesses it was somewhere after midnight. sometime before seven. he remembers making their way to the bed and remembers things going way too far.
feels like he’s completely reliving it when he thinks about the way Jungkook’s hands touched all over his clothed body. feels that rush of ice again when he thinks about how he /almost let himself come undone.
smacks himself in the head a fee times before burying his face in the pillow. the vision of Jungkook’s sad eyes is too much. the way he was silent but his pleading eyes said everything Taehyung didn’t want to hear.
he has no idea how he’s going to face Jungkook in a few hours. he has no idea how his plan to not let them fall apart no matter what, has blown up so badly in his face. |||
27. 🐯 🐰
||| gonna post the party in screenshots, it’ll be easier that way. be back in a bit. |||
||| please read the content warning at the beginning. party pt 1
||| party pt 2
Mingyu is laughing against his ear when they make their way out of the bar. “It’s so cool how close you all are. A lot of us envy that.”
Taehyung feels an unwanted pang in his chest when they’ve reached the club door and he knows he’s leaving a very messy Jungkook behind.
But this isn’t his problem to fix. it’s jungkook’s. so he smiles when Mingyu presses a kiss to his cheek, Taehyung voices his honest thoughts softly “Yeah, we’re lucky that we are seven.” |||
||| whew 😮‍💨 that was a lot. lets chat. how do YOU think taehyung is feeling? how do YOU think jungkook is feeling?
||| who does Jungkook call when he wakes up?
When Taehyung wakes up, his head is pounding. Even though he didnt drink nearly as much as he thought he would. can make a safe assumption that a lot of the ache has to do with the absolute mess of a 48 hours he’s endured.
its movement from his living room that reminds him Mingyu stayed over. it was way safer for them to just walk here from the restaurant they ate and drank at down the street than risk driving.
he heads straight to the kitchen to pour some coffee, “hey, you want a drink?” “i think i’ve had enough to last a fee months” mingyu chuckles, coming up behind taehyung and kissing the back of his neck. it makes Taehyung feel uncomfortable so he scoots away.
“i meant coffee, silly.” Mingyu chuckles and leans against the counter “i’m good. i’m actually supposed to be at a dance practice in an hour.” “oh shit. you should head out then, do you need a ride?” “nah, Eunwoo is picking me up from the restaurant, thanks though.”
Taehyung nods politely and sips on his coffee “well please be careful, you’ll be easier for people to identify in the day time.” “i will, thanks for letting me crash your couch.”
“of course.” Taehyung smiles and dodges the kiss Mingyu tries to give him. lets it fall on his cheek instead. “text me when you’ve made it where you’re going.” Mingyu looks unsure but he smiles anyway “i will, bye Tae.”
the moment his front door closes Taehyung falls into his dining room chair. running hands over his face and he kind of wants to cry. but he cant because his phone vibrates and no-one would dare text him this early in the morning. no-one except for Jungkook.
28. wake up call
29. (sorry if these are hard to read. this was not an easy task. pay attention to the initials to know what dialogue belongs to who.)
Taehyung isn’t sure if he’s ready to face Jeongguk. his mind is a mess and his thoughts that were so clear and organized weeks ago are all jumbled and up in flames. but what choice does he have? he isn’t capable of telling Jungkook no. |||
He sits in his car for longer than necessary in Taehyung’s parking garage. hes just a bit nervous to see him is all. because the last time he stood in Taehyung’s apartment they nearly did things that they shouldn’t do and Jungkook’s face heats up just thinking about it.
but he knows that he will never forgive himself if he lets whatever this was put a wedge between them. and truth be told, he really did have a great time with Eunwoo. so maybe Taehyung was right after all.
Jungkook’s stomach is in knots, literal knots when he opens Taehyung’s front door. ahh, but everything wipes clear away when he sees Taehyung setting out two bowls of Jungkook’s favorite cereal that Taehyung always keeps in stock
a bright smile finding him when he steps inside and slips off his shoes, “hey bunny, i dont have anything else, so this will have to do for brain fuel” “its perfect” he says softly. plopping down right next to Taehyung who’s turning something on the tv.
everything doesn’t have to be weird. it can be normal. they can be them. tae and kook dont have to change. he wants to cry he’s so happy. “sooooo” Taehyung nudges against his arm “have you checked your texts from Eunwoo yet?”
“no” he huffs, crossing his legs all the way up on the sofa “can we watch this episode before reality comes crashing down on me” Taehyung laughs, joining jungkook by sitting all the way up as well. turning off the lamp and letting them focus on the tv. “whatever you want bun”
and Jungkook knows he said to watch the episode but he’s really not paying attention at all. he’s just trying to gather his thoughts and piece back the jumbled memories before he tries to talk about them.
he remembers flirting, a lot. with eunwoo specifically. he remembers laughing against his ear when Eunwoo pulled him closer on the dance floor, “whats gotten into you tonight?” and Eunwoo responded clearly “taking a chance ive been dying to take before someone beats me to it”
that memory alone makes him blush. mindlessly digging his spoon in the bowl, didnt even realize Taehyung got up to bring the box of cereal over to refill him. “you okay?” he asks with a soft smile
and the truth is Jungkook doesn’t know if he’s okay. he feels okay. but he also kind of doesn’t? he’s unsure about too many things. its easier to just bury them than let them surface.
its easier to turn a blind eye and pretend those neon flashing lights in the back of his mind aren’t there. “i dont want sixteen people to think i want to kiss them again” he says quietly..thats the main thing he’s so nervous about. (its not but he’ll tell himself that)
“im sure they dont think that bun, half of that dance floor made out with each other. i told you, you were not the only person who got wild last night. it only becomes a big deal if you make it one” taehyung leans over to ruffle his hair but Jungkook just…groans.
sets the bowl down on the coffee table and moves Taehyung’s out of the way so that he can lay his head in his lap. he knows things are kind of on thin ice here too but he just /needs his bestfriend more than anything right now.
“200 unread messages feels like a big deal. ive never had more than 50 and those times were just our group chat” Taehyung sighs “probably 50 or so of those are from our group chat”
“well that leaves 150…great.” Jungkook could cry. arms loosely wrapped around Taehyung who just keeps playing with his hair. “again, its only a big deal if you let it be. in a week when the couples start going public left and right, noone will remember your headlines”
Jungkook jolts up as if he’d been struck by lightning. on his knees when he shouts “headlines?! i have headlines?!”
“they aren’t bad…just, you know. i dont think anyone expected the golden maknae who’s good at everything, to be good—making new friends too” Taehyung scratches behind his head trying to word it properly. because really none of the stories are derogatory.
and all of the online comment forums are filled with people talking about how hot Jungkook was. how they want to be held against a pub booth by him. some other…more crude comments.
“i would describe the talk surrounding you as pleasantly surprised.” Jungkook looks like he might pass out. he doesnt. but he does fall right back into Taehyung’s lap. face down into his thighs with a groan “dont ever let me go out again”
Taehyung chuckles breathily “im not your keeper bun, i cant tell you what to do or not to do.” “you can tell me when im being an idiot though.” Taehyung moves his legs so that Jungkook sits up properly, scoots him closer until their knees are over top of one another.
sitting how they’ve sat many times before when they’ve had meaningful conversations. “are you planning on kissing every person you meet?” “no! god no. im never gonna kiss anyone again. i mean—“ he looks away from Taehyung’s pointed gaze.
“you’re allowed to kiss whoever you want, whenever you want, with their consent of course…dont let ANYONE make you feel bad for learning about yourself and having a damn good time while doing it. just know that, well, you’re kind of someone everyone talks about”
Jungkook nods, wondering how Taehyung always has a way of making his erratic heart beat calm down to a steady pace. helping his thoughts ease and making him feel, well, okay again. “remember when i said everyone was going to fucking want you?”
Taehyung flicks beneath his chin with a devilish smile “last night was a prime example. and now everyone wants to talk about you. and im sure you’re going to have several people hitting you up to hangout.”
“but as long as you’re comfortable and happy and not doing anything like drugs or fucking everyone with’re good. you’re young and /hot. have fun.” Jungkook feels his throat tighten. Taehyung’s never called him hot before. not in context like this.
it doesn’t matter. its the tiniest detail in everything Taehyung just said, but it sticks out like a sore thumb in his mind. Taehyung stands from the couch with a whistle “im gonna shower, that cool? you can do whatever. open some of those texts if you want.”
Jungkook curls himself into a ball in the corner of Taehyung’s sofa “im just gonna die here” “no you’re not, bun. got a hell of a lot more life to live.” “well then i’ll live it here. consider me your new couch pillow.”
Taehyung’s laughter settles in Jungkook’s chest as he retreats down the hallway. he stares at his phone that lies facedown on Taehyung’s coffee table. he’s got to face the music sometime.
33. two new contacts
34. mingyu
35. the tannies GC
36. Eunwoo.
jungkook tosses his phone to the other side of the couch and yells. he can hear Taehyung saying something from the bathroom but he cant really hear what he’s saying.
Jungkook goes into the other room and face-plants smack in the middle of Taehyung’s bed. maybe he can disappear and sink into taehyung’s plush blankets. that sounds like a good way out.
he has decided he will just delete all of the other unread messages. he doesnt need to see them, really. and if anyone asks he will totally pull the too drunk to remember card.
he’s flopped very close to the edge of the bed so he just lets his head hang off the side. thinking about the various ways he could disappear without a trace.
but then there’s footsteps and Taehyung’s laughter “i can only assume by the wild banshee scream that you opened your texts” he nods but doesn’t look up. he cant afford to look up.
“okay….you wanna talk about it?” he figures he’ll just rip the bandaid off, “apparently i told Eunwoo something about me and you.” “Kook…” “im sorry…” he whispers. doesnt look up because he cant see Taehyung’s disappointed face right now. he just cant.
“i dont know what i told him. he just said in one of his texts that he wont tell anyone.” “its okay.” Taehyung sighs. sitting next to him and patting his head “its not a big deal.” “im sorry. i promised.” “we broke a couple of promises, its okay bun. im not mad”
Jungkook lifts his head and starts to lean up on his arms. he wants to ask Taehyung about Mingyu, but it feels awkward. and he shouldn’t care. he doesn’t care.
but then he just kind of scans the room, for no reason other than Taehyung is getting dressed and Jungkook does /not want to see him naked. but he thinks this is worse.
god this is so much worse. because the last thing Jungkook wants to see is a very clearly used condom that seems to have missed the trash can. a condom that wasnt there 24 hours ago. and the only person thats been here since Jungkook was Mingyu.
he’s going to be sick. he really truly feels like he’s going to throw up. gets up from the bed and rushes to the bathroom. its the hangover its the hangover.
its definitely not the thought of Mingyu fucking Taehyung. its definitely not the even worse thought of Taehyung fucking Mingyu. its not the anger brewing in his stomach. its the vodka. and the soju. and the whiskey.
Taehyung is in the bathroom almost immediately. kneeling behind him and rubbing his back, “its okay. just puke it all up, you wont feel yucky anymore.” but this feels worse. he doesnt want a hand that probably touched Mingyu’s naked body on his back.
he doesnt care. they’re fine. its just taehyung. taehyung can do whatever he wants. taehyung can do whoever he wants. jungkook doesnt care. its the hangover.
but then he’s standing up. barely keeping his balance and shoving passed Taehyung, “gotta go.” “hey, woah, no. sit down. you need to breathe and drink some water to hydrate.” but Jungkook snaps has arm out of Taehyung’s hold “no, i need to fucking leave.”
he’s nearly reached Taehyung’s living room when long arms curl around his middle. spinning him until he’s facing the hallway again and Taehyung waddle walks him to his room. jungkook cant go in there. he doesnt want to be in there.
“taehyung let. me. go.” he huffs. ripping himself out of Taehyung’s arms who just stands there dumbfounded. “im so fucking confused. what is your problem? ive sat here all morning listening to you and supporting you and now you’re raging at me??”
“why dont you just come lay down, let me get you some water, take a nap and—“ “i dont want to be anywhere near that goddamn bed” he’s not going to snap. its not a big deal. its just taehyung. why does he even care? he doesnt care. its mingyu. he doesn’t like—
“you love that bed! what the fuck is going on!” and he loses it, “i dont want to be anywhere near the place that you fucked my friend!” Taehyung’s jaw drops. brows furrowing and he just kind of looks like a fish out of water the way he gapes.
“okay? is that what you wanted to hear so bad? that i saw your used up condom and felt sick to my stomach at the thought of you fucking someone else, someone you /barely know, in the very same place where you refused to touch me! the one who’s known you all of your adult life”
Jungkook never wants to bring a hand to Taehyung but he has to get the fuck out of here. hes already said too much. his heart doesnt like the things its starting to feel. so he moves Taehyung out of his way and rushes to the door. trying to slip on his shoes but he cant
because Taehyung grabs him by the waist and holds him to the door, “i didnt fuck anyone” “dont lie to me” Jungkook sobs. chest heaving when he looks at Taehyung “dont fucking lie to me i saw it! im not stupid! and he stayed here last night!”
“he slept on the couch” “you’re lying” “i didnt even fucking touch him once we got here” “stop lying” “you think i could touch /anybody with the way my mind was a bloody mess?”
“tae stop” Jungkook lets his head fall against the door and feels like he’s going to be sick “it just hurts worse when you lie” “why does it hurt?” Taehyung’s voice has fallen soft “i dont understand. we talked about this. and eunwoo. you had such a good time.”
“fuck eunwoo! and fuck mingyu! and fuck everything! this is all so fucking stupid!” he tries to swallow it down. turns the opposite way and feels the churning in his gut. he never shouldve came. he shouldve stayed home.
oh, but Taehyung, fucking Taehyung, pulls him down the hall and guides him to the bathroom. running some cold water from the tap and soothing Jungkook’s back as he lets out even more into the toilet.
he hates this so much. he hates that he doesnt know why he feels this way. he hates that he doesnt care about what happened with eunwoo. he hates that all he can think about is Taehyung and Mingyu.
he hates that he feels so fucking nauseous he cant trust himself to drive home. he absolutely hates when he’s finished and Taehyung runs a warm shower. cant stand the way Taehyung helps him get undressed before leaving the bathroom to bring a change of clothes.
he hates that he has his own clothes here. he hates that Mingyu got to lay in that fucking bed. on those damned blankets that /he helped Taehyung pick out.
he hates being too afraid to admit it so he forces is back. denying it to himself. denying it to his heart. denying it everyway that he can.
builds up a thick resistance to the truth that he cant even believe Taehyung when he walks out of the bathroom and finds him sitting at the edge of his bed. “i promise, i didn’t touch him, nothing more than you saw at the club.”
Jungkook’s arms curl around himself “i dont even remember seeing you at the club” sniffles on the tears and flicks some water out of his hair “and i dont believe you”
“why dont you believe me? when i have no reason to lie to you. if i fucked someone, i’d tell you. i didn’t.” Jungkook grits his teeth. the minty flavor of Taehyung’s toothpaste overwhelming. he hates everything about this.
Jungkook hates that Taehyung walks right up to him and pulls him close. he hates how much comfort he feels by those arms around his shoulders and those lips pressed to his temple.
“then make it make sense. why bring him here, why have a fucking used condom laying around, why—“
Taehyung sighs, heavily. voice deep and warm against Jungkook’s ear when he speaks softly “we ate at the restaurant down the street. drank too much to drive so i told him he could crash here” “i dont want to hear the rest—“
“and then i gave him the throw blanket Seok’s mom made and an extra pillow and let him sleep on my couch. i made him coffee in the morning because im so fucking used to making an extra cup for you, and then he left.” Jungkook glares when Taehyung looks at him, he just doesn’t—
“he tried kissing me this morning and i dodged it. i didnt fucking touch him. he didnt step foot in this room.” he doesn’t mean to shout, not when Taehyung is speaking so gently. but he cant help the frustration “then why the condom?! that wasn’t there when—“
Taehyung’s arms fall slack and he runs both hands through his hair “holy fucking hell i never thought id have to explain the trash thats in my own house. i used it to jerk off, kook. its easier to clean up. i needed to be quick. do i really need to explain?”
Jungkook’s face twists and he looks away, he just doesn’t believe— “i used it after /you left. not with goddamn Mingyu. FUCK.” Jungkook’s heart nearly stops all at once. his stomach twisting again and the waterworks are getting heavier.
but before he can say a word Taehyung lets out a breath “if you want to go. go. but there’s the explanation of my trash and the detailed run down of my pathetic excuse for a night. okay?” “Tae—“
“no, no, dont feel apologetic now. you weren’t apologetic when you made assumptions and started stomping and yelling in my house despite me /still taking care of you”
“i didnt ask a thing. i didnt question if you went home with anyone. i didnt ask if you fucked anyone. and i sure as hell didnt /judge you for it. in fact i did the oppsite! i let you know that you’re free to do whatever you want”
Taehyung steps closer to him and he looks so angry. Jungkook doesn’t think he’s ever seen Taehyung so angry. “and yet you stand here, looking absolutely disgusted by me, for something that didnt even happen. and you call me a liar so easily.”
“is that what you think, that im just bringing people here to fuck them and then lying about it?” “no.” Jungkook’s chest heaves when there’s very minimal space between them “i just—“ “you should go. kook.”
“i dont want—“ “ten minutes ago you were begging to fucking leave! now you want to stay?” Taehyung’s anger turns into confusion and tears of frustration fall “you need to make up your mind because i cant keep up. i just want to be normal around you but i fucking cant!”
Jungkook still doesn’t know how to make sense of everything in his chest. but it throbs and aches and /despises the sight of Taehyung crying. grabs onto the man’s hands and pulls them to wrap Taehyung’s arms around himself “i’m sorry. i saw it and my brain spiraled and—“
“—and i dont know why i care. i shouldn’t care. it doesnt matter why you used a condom or who it was with.” “nobody” Taehyung’s voice is broken. chin rested on Jungkook’s shoulder “used with nobody.” “right. either way. not my business. im sorry, im all over the place”
“what can i do?” Taehyung looks at him and Jungkook feels so much guilt for causing that look on his face “how do i make it better so that we stop fucking fighting?” “i dont know” Jungkook cries “i dont know. i dont know why i get so mad.”
Jungkook can’t help it. He’s so weak. and he can’t make sense of his heart or his mind but the only thing thats ever made sense was Taehyung.
even when he was fifteen and didn’t know a damn thing about being a rookie idol, he knew that he could laugh with taehyung at the end of the day
when he didnt know why he felt weird showering with the other guys, he knew taehyung would be right there to be weird with him and make everything feel better
and he hates that right now his safest place feels miles away. even when Taehyung is holding him and their noses brush, he feels so fucking far away
“im sorry” “jungkookie, i think we need some space” “no.” his fingers tighten in Taehyung’s shirt “no, Tae. thats not. i promise ill stop being irrational. ill stop getting upset. ill stop everything just not that.”
“hey, listen, im not saying we stop talking. you can facetime me every second of the day if you want. but i think we need some physical space, between us. things havent been right since brazil.” how ironic, to preach about needing space while his hands fit over jungkook’s waist
“that’s not true” “it /is true.” Taehyung shakes his head and Jungkook just pushes in closer. their foreheads touch and he just, doesnt want this at all. “i dont want space”
“its not about what you want, its about what /we need.” no. space cant be right. not when it feels so good to he close. “why do you need space? im really sorry. i just got so upset its just the hangover its making me see red over everything—“
“Jungkook, its not the fucking hangover” “it is—“ his eyes open and he sees Taehyung’s dark brown ones up close and personal and Jungkook melts. hears Taehyung’s recap of his night play over in his head.
mingyu wasnt in this room. he didnt touch this bed. he didnt get taehyung’s goodmorning kiss. didnt get to feel Taehyung’s hands on his body.
he doesn’t have to acknowledge the feeling for his body to act on it. because its so natural. it makes so much sense. when he leans in because he wants to taste those lips so bad.
kissing other people can’t make that much of a difference when all Jungkook can think about is Taehyung’s kiss instead. but he doesn’t get to. because one of the hands that were gripping too tight on his waist come up.
four fingers separating his mouth from Taehyung’s and he wants to cry but he’s already crying so he whines. “this is why we need space.” “i don’t…” “you can’t kiss me anymore, Jungkook.”
“why? you said i can kiss anyone” “with consent” “why dont you want to kiss me?” “because. it makes us do shit like this.” “it doesnt have to. it wouldnt be a fight if you just—“
Taehyung’s lip snarls and Jungkook gets chills down his spine “if i just what?! if i just kiss you every time you’re feeling needy or feeling like you want to experiment?” “you said its not a problem…you said—“
his fists fall to Taehyung’s chest who grabs them and pulls them down, “its not a problem! anyone in the fucking universe would LOVE to satiate your needs” “anyone but you” “yeah.” Taehyung lets out a shallow breath “anyone but me”
“and you won’t tell me why?” Taehyung sighs “because your my best friend in the world and i love you. and i love being the person you call in the morning after a wild night out and the couch you want to become a cushion of when you need to hide from the world”
Jungkook’s heart steadies again. Taehyung does that thing that he does that he doesn’t even know he does. where he makes Jungkook feel so safe. “and i dont want something like kissing or touching to take away what we have here. alright?”
“i just.” “just what?” Taehyung’s tight grip has loosened completely, his hands now ghosting a touch on Jungkook’s waist. “i love you too Tae. i’m sorry.” he does. he loves him so much. “i know you do” Taehyung tugs him in and holds him close. “i know.”
“im sorry.” “its okay” Taehyung reaches up to wipe the stray tear from beneath Jungkook’s eye “but we cant do this anymore. the next big fight we have over something like this, we are seriously taking time apart. no contact.”
Jungkook’s body runs cold at the thought. no fucking way will he let that happen. “it wont happen. i promise. i wont break it this time. i know my promises are shit right now. but i mean it.” and for some reason, Taehyung believes him.
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37. 🐯 x 🐱 before the party
38. 🐯 x 🐱 after the party
it feels kind of like a flash and a blip of 48 hours before Taehyung finds himself driving to the company building monday morning. the flash being everything that went down. nearly blinding him because really, he still feels like he’s stuck in some twilight zone.
lost somewhere between a flight out of tokyo and falling into his bed at home. and the blip being the aftermath. waking up and showering in cold water because honestly, he just cant be bothered to change the temperature.
he didn’t pick up his phone a single time after texting Yoongi. and he knows he promised Jungkook that they could still talk and they will. today. but Taehyung’s honestly surprised he’s even functioning at this point.
emotions are weird and friendships are weird and relationships are weird and being an adult in your early 20s is weird. everyone looks at you and expects adult responses and adult decision making skills but Taehyung doesn’t feel any more of an adult than he did 5 years ago.
no amount of schedules or press conferences or tv interviews or flights around the world make him feel any older. that ‘aha, ive made it, i know what im doing with my life’ moment that he’s certain should’ve happened by now, hasn’t.
and okay, realistically he /knows what he’s doing with his life. he loves the stage and he loves bangtan and everything that comes with it. its everything else.
when he tries to remove bangtan and his celebrity friends and strips his life down to the core…well, this is where he finds the blip. a giant chunk of time that Taehyung can’t account for on a personal level.
day by day nothing has changed yet when he looks back so many years have passed by that its impossible for things /not to change. so why does he feel exactly the same? |||
Jungkook’s not scared to call Taehyung. of course not. it’s just that he’s texted him several times and hasn’t gotten a single response.
but he needs to know which one of them is driving to the meeting so he sucks in a sharp breath and picks up his phone. its just taehyung. why the fuck does he feel so nervous?
39. facetime
40. while he’s got the courage…
Jungkook sits for about ten minutes in the drivers seat of his car just staring at the emblem in the middle of the steering wheel. lets his head fall against it accidentally blaring on the horn. which honestly is how he feels right about now.
he cant believe he told Eunwoo. he cant believe he kissed Eunwoo. he cant believe that Eunwoo has feelings for him, like real..legitimate feelings. he doesn’t know how he’s going to get passed this weird time in his life, but he has no choice but to just go.. |||
“alright, spill. i cancelled my session with Jieun’s new song to talk to you, so you better not come in here with a bunch of lies and excuses.” Taehyung lets out a heavy sigh and plops onto Yoongi’s studio sofa “well its nice to see you too hyung.”
Yoongi wheels his chair over until they’re face to face when he clicks his tongue “where do we start?? the sneaking into each other’s rooms in brazil? the nasty grinding in japan? the text about jungkook’s feelings? you going on a date with mingyu? or jungkook’s wild night?”
“woah, okay, first of all we /always share a room together.” “you’re right” Yoongi nods with a smirk “but then why did you suddenly stop telling all of us that you were sharing? pretending you were sleeping separately?”
“the room sharing has nothing to do with everything else…but hyung really, can you—“ Taehyung’s hands are shaking. absolutely trembling when he rubs them on his thighs “can you promise not to tell the others? and not to say anything to Jungkookie?” Yoongi’s hand is comforting
especially when he grabs onto both of Taehyung’s trembling ones with a warm smile “i’m not here to spread the news, Taehyung-ah. im here to help you sort through some shit. but we only have an hour so start sorting–“
“the dating ban thing is definitely like a catalyst. um Jungkook started asking all kinds of questions about everything. all of the time. it started right before brazil that he was feeling left out and he expressed a bunch of times..”
“ he was scared that we were all gonna move on without him in our personal lives right?” Yoongi’s eyes soften “he’s always been scared of that.” “i know…” Taehyung scratches behind his neck “aye, okay this is gonna end up me telling you another secret too…”
“and that one will be kept as well. c’mon. talk to me.” “so all of Jungkookie’s questions led to him finding out that Jiminie and I had kissed at one point.” Yoongi’s brows raise and Taehyung feels like he wants to sink into the floor.
that is until Yoongi laughs “this is news to noone, Taehyung-ah..but carry on” “what do you mean?!” “just..carry on.” he groans and glares but sighs anyway “so then Jungkookie got all upset. that i had kissed Jimin-ah and kissed Seojoon and he had no idea.”
“he kept saying stuff about me keeping secrets from him and—“ “thats why he asked me if i thought you guys were growing apart.” Taehyung’s throat swells “he asked you that?” “yep. and he looked really fucking sad when he did. it was the night in japan at the club”
Taehyung’s face feels hot remembering that night. he doesnt even know what got into himself. but when he invited Jungkook out to dance, he hadn’t expected it to be like /that.
nearly chokes on his words when he tries to shake away the vivid replay his mind is giving him of Jungkook pressed up against hi— “tae?” “yeah.” clears his throat “japan. right. well before that, basically, Jungkookie asked me to be his first kiss so he didnt feel left out”
“and you said yes to that? seriously?” Yoongi tsks and his head lulls back “what reason do you have for saying yes?” “that it would be meaningless. me and Jiminie—“ “okay..” yoongi raises a hand “ive got to stop you there, Taehyung-ah..”
“your relationship with Jimin is not identical to your relationship with Jungkook. or any of us for that matter. we all have individual bonds with each other that cannot be compared side by side. so that logic just doesnt—“ “i know that now! okay?” Taehyung’s chest heaves
“i know that now but i didnt know that then and one kiss turned into two kisses turned into making out on the return flight home and almost fucking in my apartment and a lot of fights in between all of that and then the goddamn party happened and i thought everything was fine—“
“because he came over the next morning and we were working out the aftermath of what happened but then we got into a huge fight over mingyu and thats when i realized that jungkook might be struggling with some feelings so i told him we need space and that he cant kiss me anymore”
Yoongi is speechless. he expected something was going on but nothing to this extent. and he certainly feels taken back by the silent tears that stream down Taehyung’s cheeks “i dont want to lose my best friend, hyung. hes so—“
“no, come here.” Yoongi gets up and sits next to him on the couch bringing him in for a warm hug “you’re not losing anyone. taehyung-ah. i think if anyone can survive messy experimentation its you and jungkook, alright?”
“but…can i ask, honestly, do you really not have feelings for him?” “i dont.” Taehyung shakes his head “i mean, i have feelings for him, of course, i fucking love him with all of my heart. but not…” “not like that?” “no..” Taehyung leans away from the hug and groans
“i dont want him to have feelings for me, hyung. i dont want to break his heart.” Yoongi reaches over to ruffle Taehyung’s hair with a sad smile “i dont think Jungkookie ever stood a chance at not having feelings for you, Tae. he thinks you hung the fucking moon yourself.”
“no he doesnt.” “he loves you.” Yoongi sighs “i think he loves you a lot more than he realizes.” “i just—“ “and you love him too. dont give me the bullshit about not having feelings for him when you’re crying on my couch at the thought of breaking his heart.”
Taehyung’s jaw drops. drops so far Yoongi closes it with his own hand playfully “but i dont think you should be in a relationship right now and i certainly dont think you should be doing anymore experiments” “i dont have feelings for him.”
Yoongi’s eyes roll hard. “you can deny it all you want. doesnt change the fact that you both are skating on thin ice right now. if you want to save yourselves from really going up in smokes, take a step back. let jungkook lean on other people, stand on his own two feet.”
“what..” Taehyung is shaking his head and hands flailing in a way thats fucking comical for Yoongi to witness the way he panics “take a step back sure but im not gonna not be there for him. im still his bestfriend and i dont want him to go to other people—“
the alarm Yoongi set for their meeting goes off and he sighs “we can finish this conversation later. but you cant have distance with Jungkook and not expect him to start leaning in on other people. the distance goes for both of you.”
Taehyung doesn’t know how he’s feeling as they walk down the never ending hallway to the conference room. his heart hurts and he thinks Yoongi completely missed the point. and one things for sure, Taehyung does not want Jungkook to stop relying on him. no way. |||
“hey, Tae—oh” Seokjin stops in his tracks “sorry, i just assumed Taehyung would be with you. hi jungkookie” brings him in for a hug that the younger scoffs at “i dont want your guilt hug, hyung” hes giggling though when the door opens and Taehyung and Yoongi follow in.
“alright…” Bang stands up and claps his hands together “…you’re all here, so sit down please” they all find their seats easily. and Jungkook is irritated. right off the bat, because they always sit in a certain order. always.
so why does Taehyung sit across the table from him instead of beside him? he nudges his foot at Taehyung’s under the table with a glare, as if saying ‘what the fuck’ but Taehyung only nudges his foot back, shaking his head and looking right at their boss.
their boss who is currently sliding folders in front of each of them. confusion painting all seven guy’s faces when they open it to see copies of their contracts.
“i’m letting you know now, that this is a one time courtesy, a chance to rip up these contracts and walk out of here to go find a new company if that is what you wish to do.” “We—“ Namjoon stands up with both hands on the table “—what is this about?”
“there are plenty of companies that are fine with their artists being the center of controversy. especially with the ban being lifted. any press is good press sure, but not for us. not for big hit music. not for bangtan.”
Jungkook’s biting hard on his lips. fingers picking at the corner of the folder as he fights back the tears in his eyes. he fucked up. he knows that. “i specifically told you, to keep it chill. to not make a scene.” a hand slams on the table “and what do you do, huh?”
“you let your younger brother just swap saliva with anyone who looks his direction? did you find it funny?” his shouts become directed at Taehyung “was it humorous to see the reporters that were just eating that shit up? preparing for their big dollar earning stories?”
Jungkook is angry. why the fuck is taehyung getting yelled at? why are any of the hyungs being yelled at? they didnt do anything! “you all were there. ive never felt so disappointed. you have always taken care of each other.” drops five different tabloids to the table
“look at this one! this reporter got a clear shot! jungkook making out with two people and they even got namjoon in the background! watching it all unfold. is this a joke? are you pranking me?” “of course not.” Namjoon hangs his head low.
Taehyung moves like he’s going to stand up but Seokjin’s arm anchors him in place. voice raising when he points at the folder “noone wanted all of that to happen. why are you yelling like we conspired for all of this?”
“there were hundreds of stories published from scandals of the weekend i think that five little headlines is minuscule in comparison to what others have done—“ “others arent bangtan!” bang is practically screaming. face red with fury as he paces the room.
“when did you stop caring about each other’s well being? because i cant fathom why any sane person would let someone they love spiral out of control.” and Jungkook snaps. pushes the folder across the table and shouts “why are you pointing all of this to them?”
jams a finger into his own chest “i am the one who got stupid drunk! i am the one who kissed a bunch of people! i am the one who embarrassed the company and brought bad press onto bangtan. so if we need to discuss this than we can. but they did nothing—”
“no!” namjoon shakes his head “he’s right. we are seven. we all knew it would be bad and did nothing to stop it. you are young—“ “i am still an adult! im still capable of making my own decisions—“
“but we’re supposed to look out for each other!” Jimin speaks up. eyes falling to Taehyung who hasn’t lifted his head at all since Seokjin sat him down. after Bang has pushed Jungkook’s folder back over to him he falls into his chair with a sigh
“we could go in circles all day about who should’ve done what. my point is, this shit? cannot happen again. it IS a violation of your artist contracts that have now been revised.” he gestures for them all to open the folders. “turn to section fifteen.“
Jungkook has the page opened but he’s just so upset. he keeps trying to get Taehyung’s attention by nudging against his shoe but the other won’t look up at him. “the dating ban has been lifted yes. but there are rules—“
“any relationships wether serious or casual must be brought to our attention. public displays of affection are to be kept at a minimum and restricted on the public. if you wish to see multiple people romantically at the same time than it must be done in private.”
“anything outside of these guidelines is grounds for termination from the company and bangtan.” he takes off his glasses and rubs between his eyes “i dont want to micromanage your love-lives. i want you to find happiness and do it simultaneously as your careers grow”
“but i cannot sit by and watch you throw all of our hardwork down the drain.” the room is incredibly silent when he drops a box of some type of test kit in front of Jungkook. “go to the restroom down the hall.”
“what?” his head tilts in confusion. but Hoseok is yanking the box from in front of him and shaking his head “he didnt fuck anybody. why are you making him take a test like this with all of us here?”
“you all may leave after signing your contracts again.” takes the box back and putting it in front of jungkook “you were told before the party that these tests would be mandatory” “if we were sexually active.” Taehyung finally speaks up.
“this just feels like you’re making an example of jungkook. i made out with three different people that day. wheres my std test?” “you want one?” bang scoffs, grabbing one from his briefcase and tossing it “take one. this is a part of being superstars. you dont get to go wild”
“and face no consequences.” he addresses the rest of the room with finality “if you choose to stay, sign the contracts and leave. Taehyung, Jungkook, you are excused to take your tests and return, you can leave once your results are clear.”
“we’re staying too.” Yoongi signs the contract and puts the folder in the middle of the table “im sexually active. wheres my test?” “me too.” Namjoon signs his contract as well.
Jungkook chuckles bitterly. flicking off the tear of frustration thats fallen. but jimins laugh spreads over the whole room “just go ahead and bring a test for all of us, boss. we’ll pass with flying colors as seven.”
noone says much of anything once they’ve taken their tests and find that each and every one of them is spotless. as expected. Jungkook feels like he’s walking on eggshells. especially as he and Taehyung make their way to Jungkook’s car in silence.
it’s only once the doors have shut and they’re alone for the first time in days that he lets out a loud groan and speaks quietly “im so sorry, hyung.” “hey, dont apologize to me.” Taehyung extends a hand to pat Jungkook’s thigh “just drive us to lunch, golden boy”
and Jungkook feels like they should talk about it. he knows that they should talk about it. but music is playing softly and Taehyung seems content where his head rests on the glass window. so maybe, just maybe, everything is okay.
41. tannies noticed something
Jungkook looks up from his phone because Taehyung’s knee is bouncing so hard he’s shaking their table. “Taehyungie, relax..” he’s pouting scoots to the edge of his side of the booth so that their knees touch under the table “just ignore them they’ll forget about it.”
“yeah.” Taehyung gnaws on his lip “they will but” the waitress comes to take their order and Jungkook feels his insides twisting. he doesn’t like how upset Taehyung seems and he just wants to make it better.
“do you want me to change the subject, i bet if i start talking about eunwoo they’ll forget all about it.” Taehyung laughs but it seems a little bitter. “speaking of eunwoo, whats going on there?”
“ahhh, i dont know” Jungkook runs both hands through his hair with a sigh “he confessed to me. like legit confessing his feelings.” “wow” Taehyung settles back with his arms crossed “what did you say?”
“i told him the truth, which is that i dont know how i feel about him. i mean hes my friend of course. and if im completely honest…what i can remember i had a good time with him.” Taehyung nods with an unreadable expression “so you dont…NOT have feelings for him, then?”
their meals are placed in front of them and Jungkook sighs. picking at his plate “i dont know, hyung. i told him we could hangout this week.” “yeah” taehyung scoffs “because thats a good idea.”
“what? why wouldn’t it be a good idea?” “because if you dont know how youre feeling is it a good idea to hangout with someone you just spent a whole night making out with?”
the silence between them is deafening. to the point that Taehyung whistles and chews aggressively on his food “okay, okay, im a hypocrite. i just dont want you to get taken advantage of. feelings like that should come naturally, not as a source of…dealing with other emotions”
Jungkook knows that Taehyung is only acting this way because he cares but its confusing. “arent you the one who told me to explore? figure myself out? why do you seem irritated that im doing just that?” “im not irritated bun. i promise” Taehyung smiles
but for some reason…thats not what Jungkook wanted to hear. “i cant help it, im always gonna worry about you Jungkookie.” “well you don’t need to. eunwoo is a good guy. unlike mingyu—“
“oh my god” Taehyung snorts, tossing his crumpled up napkin at Jungkook “i already told you that is totally over” “i just cant believe you kissed such a—“ “arent you friends with him?” Taehyung’s brow raises as he smirks knowingly.
“yeah FRIENDS. i wouldnt let him date my real brother let alone one of you guys.” Taehyung leans both arms on the table with a mischievous grin “oh?? are we siblings now, Jungkookie??”
his face is hot. burning way hotter than the spice on his skewer “i-you—thats not what i meant” “i know, hyung’s only teasing you, bun” and Jungkook feels relieved when they settle back into their booth and their feet tangle unconsciously beneath the table.
he was worried how things would unravel between him and Taehyung but this feels good. overwhelmingly good. hes so happy he could fucking cry…but he won’t. |||
42. tannies get a distraction
||| okayyyyyy soooooooooo….how do we feel? QRT or @ me bc i uninstalled tellonym and honestly dont know when/if ill install it again. those who left me lovely messages pls know that i read them but didnt reply bc the hate anon would go active as soon as i got a nice one :(
||| ~~ CHOOOOOOSE WISELY ~~ where do they go?
43. eunwoo 😵‍💫
“Jungkook?” Jimin pinches his arm, bringing him back to earth where they sit in the conference room. being summoned by bang for a spontaneous schedule means late night meetings that Jungkook is too tired for.
though…he does find himself a bit more awake than he was, “sorry..” he whispers. gnawing on his lip when he looks up and finds everyones eyes on him, including Taehyung.
“why are you a blushing mess right now, hmm?” Hoseok leans into his side. chin on his shoulder as he makes kissing noises. “i’m not blushing..” “oh you definitely are..” Seokjin laughs to himself “..but namjoon has information for us so lets listen to him first”
namjoon who clears his throat “so we’re going to Malta, europe.” “europe!” “how the hell—“ “im just the messenger. pack for warm weather. we will be given tasks and assignments each day there, starting the moment we arrive.”
“tasks like what?” Jimin asks, nearly bouncing in his seat with excitement but namjoon shrugs “i dont know. this is the only information we have. our flight leaves at 5 a.m. thursday and we are all expected to be ready for pickup by 2.”
“so early” Yoongi grunts. head rested on the table “is this all? he couldnt have texted us this?” “well,” Namjoon sighs, pointing at the camera in the room “we have to do pre-trip interviews, Sejin is conducting them.”
everyone starts talking about malta and europe and translators and activities but jungkook is kind of lost. lost somewhere between going on a date with eunwoo and taehyung’s eyes that are piercing daggers into his skull right now.
they facetimed last night until Jungkook fell asleep because he had been a little worked up over the whole confrontation of yesterday. so hes not sure why Taehyung is glaring at him this way. hes positive he didn’t do anything wrong on their phone call.
Jungkook’s stomach twists in knots when his phone vibrates in his pocket. just before Taehyung stands as he volunteers to do the first pre trip interview so that he can leave.
44. keeping promises.
when Jungkook finishes his interview he finds himself the last to leave. that is until he begins to walk towards the exit and finds Taehyung waiting. “oh, Taehyungie, i thought you left already?”
“i was but Jimin-ah said that you drove with him but he needed to leave urgently so, figured i’d give you a ride home” Jungkook finds it annoying how endeared he is. These things are normal. Taehyung and Jungkook have always made sure one another get home.
so why does his heart insist on making something out of nothing. he buries it. jungkook’s been burying a lot of things lately “why didnt you tell me you were waiting for me…we were just texting minutes ago”
Taehyung’s chuckle is soft once they’ve reached his vehicle and they drive off towards Jungkook’s apartment “i didn’t know until Jimin came out right before you, it felt silly to text you when i’d see you just minutes later”
music begins to fill the vehicle when Taehyung says “are we still going to see that new movie? i can reserve the tickets.” jungkook feels his body tense up immediately. he completely forgot that they made plans months ago when the movie was announced.
“i uh, i dont know when we’ll have time, hyungie. we leave in just over a day.” Taehyung gives him a weird look from the side “what do you have plans tomorrow or something?”
the silence must ring clear because he chuckles and Jungkook could swear he senses a bitterness, but he knows thats not possible. not when Taehyung’s encouraged this so much.
“wow, already replacing me bun? and you were so concerned about us replacing you, hmm?” Taehyung flicks beneath his chin. “im not, i honestly forgot and i, i haven’t really said yes to Eunwoo yet so if you want me to i can say no and go with him ano—“
“of course not!” Taehyung parks the vehicle and smiles warmly at him. Jungkook does know why he pouts a bit. its not like he wanted taehyung to tell him not to go on the date or anything. “im only teasing, Jungkookie. i hope you have a lovely time. call me if you want after”
Jungkook cannot fathom a valid reason for him puffing his chest and sighing “yeah well, i might not go home after, so. might not be able to call.” “oh really?” Taehyung’s brow raises, bringing his hand to Jungkook’s face to pinch his cheeks together “a bit presumptuous, hmm?”
“well, we had such a good time together already. im sure tomorrow will be the same” “im sure it will” Taehyung clears his throat. “well, its really late. i should head home.” “you could always just stay over.” his heart speaks before his mind can think about it.
this is normal. its normal. they do this all of the time. he just slept at Taehyung’s last night. so why does he say “no, i’ll just go to mine, bun. thank you though.”
and Jungkook really can’t make sense of the disappointment he feels. but he shakes it off, he should probably just get a full nights rest to prepare for his date tomorrow anyway. “ok, goodnight taehyungie” “goodnight, jungkookie” |||
Taehyung does end up making plans to go to the movies anyway. After doing a whole lot of nothing all day he had to find some way to get through this night. he hasn’t even started to pack for their trip, which is what he knows he should be doing.
yet Taehyung finds himself standing outside the movie theatre with seojoon and hyungsik just before 9pm. “thanks for the invite Tae” Seojoon’s arm slings around his shoulder easily. “how long will you guys be in Europe?”
“i’m not sure. maybe a week? bang hasn’t given us too many details honestly.” they check in through the private box office. he’s grateful that theatre such as this one exist. or maybe he’s not.
because maybe had he gone to a normal movie theatre he wouldnt be standing just a few people behind Jungkook and his date.
“hey, is that Jungk—“ “shhh” taehyung elbows Hyungsik in the side “he’s on a date. i dont want to crash it.” “a date?!” “what!” both of his hyungs look at him in surprise bur Taehyung just brings a finger to his lips as a gesture to be quiet.
the only reason he hopes they are seeing different movies is because he doesn’t want to distract Jungkook from his date. not at all because a sober taehyung kind of hates the sight of jungkook with eunwoo a lot more than drunk taehyung.
honestly, he’s fairly certain that he was in the clear. settled into his seats with hyungsik and seojoon in the very back of the theatre. scrolling mindlessly on his phone hidden inside of the hood of his sweatshirt.
but of course, he couldn’t possibly get away with a peaceful night so easily. because Jungkook’s laughter is unmistakeable. really, its not even that he was laughing loudly.
its that Taehyung had grown so accustomed to that laugh from those lips that he has an insanely annoying ability to pinpoint it out of a dozen other sounds in a room. but the movie will start soon. as long as Jungkook doesn’t see him, it doesn’t matter. |||
Jungkook was nervous, overwhelmingly so. mostly because Eunwoo has done a 360 since the party on friday and Jungkook is struggling to keep up with the sudden development. though, he finds it a bit easier once they’re inside the movie theatre and they find their seats.
“you know, i kind of feeling like im dreaming or something..” Eunwoo speaks quietly against his ear. previews and commercial messages are playing before the lights dim when Eunwoo’s arm finds it’s way around Jungkook’s shoulder.
“is this okay?” he asks quietly and Jungkook wasn’t sure how he’d feel about all of this. because drunk jungkook seemed not to mind but sober jungkook has hardly been able to think of anything other than taehyung.
yet the arm around him feels warm. comforting in a different kind of way. it doesnt feel like coming home after a long time away but it does feel hopeful. which is something he can look forward to when he finds Eunwoo’s eyes and smiles “yeah, its fine with me”
inches himself only a but closer just to make it more comfortable and easier for them to share the popcorn bowl. when the movie starts he can feel a barely there blush creeping on his face. thank god for the darkness if the movie theatre. |||
it’s been a long week already, taehyung is exhausted. thats why he cant focus on the screen. he’s not trying to let his gaze fall on the two people sitting in the very front row. of course not.
why would he want to watch the way an arm curls around Jungkook’s shoulder. and no he definitely has no desire to focus on the way Jungkook’s face lights up when he and eunwoo are whispering something to each other.
the lights dim and the movie really begins and taehyung shovels popcorn into his mouth like theres no tomorrow. if seojoon or hyungsik pick up on the way his knee bobs anxiously or the way he picks at his own finger tips..they dont say a word. |||
after the movie they only have to make a very short walk a couple of blocks before they reach Eunwoo’s parents restaurant. they’re standing outside of the cinema, leaned against the brick of the building “my parents said to wait just a few minutes. their last table is leaving”
“thats fine, im in no hurry” and he says it because he means it. because from the moment Eunwoo picked him up Jungkook’s mind has been clear for the first time in over a month.
and when Eunwoo reaches up to move the strand of hair behind his ear, he feels something flutter in his chest that he didnt think he could feel with someone else. a feeling he thought was reserved only for Taehyung.
but Eunwoo’s smile is brilliant when he steps a bit closer “i’m so glad you came out with me. i might have gone crazy if i had to wait a whole week to see you.”
it does feel a little strange when Eunwoo’s hand reaches out to grab onto his own lightly. his hands aren’t delicate and large. they’re a little course and probably the same size as his own. but they dont feel bad. just different.
“honestly, i think i needed this more than i realized” Jungkook is gnawing on his lip when his eyes find Eunwoo’s and he just knows exactly what the other wants to do. its very obvious in the way his hand tightens in Jungkook’s and pulls him until their knees knock.
that smile not leaving his face for a second when he says “any chance i could kiss you? i definitely can’t at my parents restaurant you know..because they’re my parents” Jungkook giggles softly. looking around them and its passed midnight.
theres hardly anybody around and he honestly doesnt think anyone could recognize him at this time of night. Jungkook doesn’t know why he feels so nervous to lean in. he’s seen the pictures from friday.
they did much worse than a peck on the lips. but this feels different because he’s completely aware and he knows that eunwoo has feelings for him and he kind of wants to be kissed by someone who really /wants him.
and its that desire that convinces him to say yes. to lean in that last bit of the way and let Eunwoo’s lips tentatively kiss his own. its gentle, very gentle.
it doesnt make his stomach burst into flames and he doesn’t have chills going down his spine. but it feels kind of nice. when the hand that was holding his own slips around to hover the lower portion of his back.
as if he wants to pull Jungkook in closer but he’s scared to. and jungkook finds that really fucking cute. so he leans into the touch and smiles into the chaste peck of their lips “im not made of glass. you can hold onto me.”
“i know you’re not made of glass” Eunwoo lets out a heavy sigh, pulling away and biting onto his bottom lip before his hand tightens on Jungkook’s lower back and pulls him in closer “just still not convinced this isn’t a dream, scared to push too far and wake myself up” |||
Taehyung considers himself a reasonable man. He’s done well, for the most part, when battling emotions that he doesn’t even know of himself, in at least keeping his cool. if nothing else, Taehyung knows how to put on a façade better than anyone he knows.
and everything thats happened recently has been no different. taehyung thinks he’s managed decently at staying level headed and reminding himself of what things are reasonable and what things arent.
you see the things that /are would be his place in bangtan, his role in his small circle of friends, his job as a dog dad, his duties as a son.
and the things that /aren’t would be feelings of desire that cannot be satiated, an incessant need to be needed by someone else, and well everything else that Yoongi tried to say yesterday. yeah those are the things that aren’t reasonable. he has to work through them.
but the thing about that is Taehyung’s patience has been worn especially thin. and a situation that he could normally acknowledge without batting a lash, is triggering. triggering in a way he didn’t know he could be triggered.
because he cannot fucking /stand the sight of an arm looping around Jungkook’s back and pulling him closer. and its irrational the way his stomach drops to his feet when Eunwoo leans in to kiss Jungkook and Jungkook kisses him back, /hard.
and Taehyung knows it’s irrational because he doesn’t have feelings for Jungkook. he doesn’t. but he hates the sight of him being leaned against a brick wall in the middle of the night on a hidden street. hates even more that someone could see them.
could capture the way Jungkook’s hands are loosely draped around Eunwoo’s shoulders and his legs are kind of spread so that Eunwoo can stand between them. hates that a camera might even be able to see the way his jaw ticks and he scoffs.
rolling his eyes to brush back whatever the fuck feelings are trying to come over him right now. its just that he’s scared and he doesnt want anything bad to happen to Jungkook.
if Jungkook starts opening himself up to other people in this way there is absolutely nothing Taehyung can do to protect him. that thought is terrifying.
“Taehyung..” Seojoon calls out, tries to grab onto his arm and it snaps Taehyung out of whatever spiraling trance he found himself in. except it makes it worse. because its real and there’s no stopping it. peels his eyes away because he has to.
because its weird. because hyungsik and seojoon are just standing here watching as taehyung watches and he feels his chest sink in. almost struggling to catch his breath when he laughs awkwardly “im gonna go home. early flight you know? yeah. thanks for coming”
but before hes gotten too far down the sidewalk hyungsik’s taken a hold of his hand and tugging him into a warm embrace “you didn’t drive, idiot. c’mon, we’ll take you home.” he doesn’t know why he sobs.
he tells them that its because that movie really struck him and made him think about life but he knows that he’s a horrible liar. and he finds himself laying on his sofa several hours later when he can hear his phone ringing.
its facetime. noone would dare facetime him passed one in the morning. noone other than Jungkook and Taehyung just thinks that he shouldn’t ruin such a good night for his bestfriend with his sour mood.
so he tells himself that its his own unknown issues that he needs to work through. convinces himself that it has nothing to do with Jungkook and everything to do with himself. makes the decision, regardless of the consequences, that he needs space.
||| Jungkook is very confused. He didn’t think anything of Taehyung not answering his facetime last night. It was very late when he finally got home. so of course Taehyung would be asleep.
but when the familiar SUV comes to pick him up and he finds Jimin in the back of it instead of Taehyung, the confusion rolls in. because Taehyung’s apartment is the closest to Jungkook’s so they’re always picked up in the same vehicle.
it must be clear on his face that he doesn’t understand why Jimin is in the car because the older says “Taetae’s gonna join us in a couple days. he was feeling homesick.” “what?” Jungkook’s face twists. “he’s not coming?”
“he is! just not until saturday.” Jimin leans his head back and tries to fall asleep but Jungkook just doesn’t understand. why wouldn’t taehyung talk to him?
46. 🐯 🐰
||| ahhhh i wanted to stay up later but its already 3 am and my eyes are closing 😴 alllll of the malta trip will happen on tomorrow’s update and um, hah, its gonna be fun. ❤️🫶🏼 ofc QRT your thoughts if you feel so inclined…it makes my morning when i wake up to your words
||| for this poll, you dont need to worry, this wont change what happens during their malta trip, the last poll determined that. 😵‍💫 but you can choose which ~extra~ scene you want the most 💓
||| friendly reminder that the fic is canon divergence. so while there are a lot of canon references, i have adjusted things and made things up to fit my plot and story line ~ also, CW—there’s a brief implied reference to dieting/ED in this update. |||
Everything about this plane ride feels boring. Jungkook can’t even fall asleep during it like he normally would because he’s just so worried. Taehyung was perfectly fine so he doesn’t understand what could’ve happened to make him suddenly need to go home.
he picks mindlessly at the bag of pretzels given to him to snack on and stares out the window though he cant see much in the night sky from this high up in the clouds. jungkook just really wants to know that his bestfriend is okay.
47.1 🐰 x 🐨 before the party vs now
47.2 🐰 🐨
Jungkook shoves his phone under the airplane pillow. ignoring the way he can hear Namjoon chuckling. and definitely ignoring the way his throat feels swollen.
he’s been doing so fine these last couple of days with working himself out. so why did this hyung feel the need to mess everything up again?
||| “Taehyung-ah?” he hears his father before he can even see the front door open “what are you doing here?” he’s smiling so wide, hurries to grab the backpack from his son and hug him close.
“i kind of missed you guys. is it okay if i stay here for a couple days?” he feels a small pinch to his cheek before he’s guided inside the house by his shoulders “this is your home. you dont need permission to come home.”
the thing is that Taehyung knew he needed to come home but he didn’t know how /badly he needed to come home. because when his father calls for his mom to come see her surprise, he crumbles.
arms tight around his mom’s middle as he cries into her shoulder. the woman seems surprised, not only by his presence but by the way he sobs as she hugs him tighter “welcome home my sweet baby.” |||
as usual they draw straws to pick their rooms and Jungkook is kind of hates this part. he doesn’t know much about his options but he hopes that by insisting he get room number two, that noone else will choose it.
because if nothing else, he knows that his hyung’s tend to give him his way even if they deny it. so when he opens the door to his room of choice and finds it empty he jumps on the bed in excitement. this trip is already off to a good start. |||
after a lunch with his parents, he finds himself laying on his childhood bed alone with his thoughts. overwhelming emotions cause him to miss his grandmother even more than he always does. but being at home helps him feel close to her.
a gentle knock on the doorframe causes him to sit up “hey baby” his mom comes to sit down right next to him and immediately runs her fingers through his hair “everything okay?”
he nods. everything is fine. everything is okay. everything is perfectly normal. but he’s never been a good liar and when she asks again his smile falls.
shaking his head no as he feels tears threatening to spill, “you dont have to talk about it if you dont want to, my love. im just glad to have you home even if its only for a day or so.” “i would stay longer but we have schedules in—“
“europe” she smiles, nose crinkling as she cups his cheek “you think your mother doesn’t get updates everytime a news outlet posts about my baby? your company made an announcement just yesterday.”
Taehyung certainly wouldn’t know. how could he know when he barely looked at his phone at all yesterday? “well yeah, so ill have to leave tomorrow night and join the others.”
“how are my other sons, hmm?” she stands to begin unpacking his weekend bag as she sighs “i read a horrible article the other day. talking about Jungkook and some ridiculous diet. i hope you all dont let him follow such things. its so dangerous.”
“we do our best to keep him from it” Taehyung feels his chest tighten, he hates Jungkook’s dieting practices more than most, “he always eats when he’s with me.” “that makes me happy then” she smiles “you two always seem to be side by side” |||
Jungkook was so close to falling asleep when Hoseok comes in to plop atop of him in bed. “hyung, im tireeeeddd” he groans, nudging him off but Hoseok pulls him out of bed “too bad its dinner time, c’mon”
he climbs into an SUV with Namjoon and avoids his knowing smirk while they wait to take off. he needs a distraction and he misses Taehyung terribly. this late in the evening, its got to be the afternoon for him back home, so it would be okay to call..right?
when they get their assignments to go out in pairs first thing in the morning, Jungkook is relieved. finally, he can do something that doesn’t involve talking about his feelings or answering questions or feeling a mess in his stomach.
he and Jimin thankfully get assigned together which is another reassurance that he will be able to just enjoy himself. because if nothing else Jimin is good at reading the room, so if Jungkook makes it clear he doesn’t want to talk, Jimin won’t make him.
and the day goes on well. Jungkook still isn’t used to cameras following him everywhere he goes but he figures that he’ll never be used to it. if anything it’ll just become more annoying as the years go on.
they come up to a nice little plaza filled with shops all around. they dont have an insane amount of money to spend today but they do have enough to get temporary tattoos, which caught both of their eyes.
“ahh, theres so many to choose from” Jimin is flipping through the various books in front of him. meanwhile Jungkook made up his mind almost instantly. there’s the perfect drawing of a hand gesture that he does often.
he honestly can’t help but to think that Taehyung will like it too. and he really wants Taehyung to feel included, to know that they’re all thinking of him even though he’s not here. “i’m getting this hand” he points to the image and sits in the chair
Jimin kind of stares at it for a few seconds too long before he smiles brightly and raises a thumbs up. “looks super cool, kookie”
and as the day goes on, that sinking feeling settles in Jungkook’s stomach. he doesn’t really know what it is or what causes it but it stays there the entirety of their dinner.
he hardly touches his plate and refreshes his messages inbox, he thinks his service here must be bad because he’s texted Taehyung a dozen times and has gotten no response.
and this feeling is getting annoying, even when they’re boarding a boat following dinner it just won’t go away. not until his ears twitch to the sound of a facetime call ringing from Hoseok’s phone.
51. ot7 facetime ~ (couldnt find a good picture of them all minus tae so only 3js are in the picture 🥲) pay attention to initials on dialogue .
Taehyung doesn’t text Jungkook back. he tries not to think about the fact that he answered the call so quickly but hasn’t even opened his messages. its fine. its not a big deal. hes out with his family.
ah, but when Jungkook climbs to sit on the railing at the very front of the boat, Jimin comes to sit right next to him, “Hey, Jungkookie, whatcha doin?”
“just watching the stars” he sighs. and thinking about how his best friend is ignoring him even though they promised everything was fine. “um…” Jimin clears his throat before finally saying “are you okay? you’ve just been so out of it today.”
“yes, i’m fine, really…” he smiles head lulling back as he stares into the depths of the night sky. “you know, if something happens with Eunwoo or you just need some relationship advice. i’ve got you.” he snorts at that “what advice could you possibly give me on romance?“
“hey im verrrry romantic” Jimin coos, making kisses playfully at his neck before he whispers “just ask Taehyungie” its a joke. jungkook knows its a joke. he knows jimin is being playful. but it just /pisses him off.
scoffs bitterly “i think i can help Taehyung-hyung better in the romance department than you” “oh is that right? you got a lot of experience at that party, hmm?” “not just the par—“ he stops himself. gnawing on his lip and hopping down from the railing “forget it”
Jimin calls out for him with a soft voice “i was just teasing Jungkook. i promise” and he knows that. every part of him knows that. but that feeling in his gut has come back and he decides to lay on a bench. Jungkook is ready to go to bed. |||
Taehyung is putting all of his things back in his bag reluctantly. its only been two days but its been so nice being home and not worrying about anything. he’s hardly touched his phone at all because he’s been helping his parents in the field.
he needed this little break. he needed to refresh and get back to himself before going on this trip. the facetime with the guys made his heart ache though. when you spend many years side by side with people you kind of always want to have them close.
and as much as he needed these two days he is ready to be back with bangtan. “honey bear, can i come in?” Taehyung rolls his eyes at the nickname he hasnt been called since childhood “yeah, ma, come in.”
“i heard you on call earlier. are you excited to join them?” “yeah” he smiles softly at her “i’ll miss you and dad though” “of course and we’ll miss you as we always do.” she hesitates and Taehyung already knows whats coming
“are you sure you dont want to tell me why you came?” but the problem is that Taehyung doesn’t know exactly why he came. he just knows that he needed it. and honestly there’s a lot of things he could talk to her about.
but the one thats been out there the longest, patiently waiting to drop is, “omma, do you know that i’m gay. or at least…interested in men?” her pause terrifies him. he should’ve eased into this…he should’ve “what kind if mother do you take me for? of course i know.”
“really?” he asks quietly. surprised when she hugs him impossibly tight “it makes no difference to me who you choose to love. is that what brought you here, honey? have you found somebody to love?”
his heart sinks to the floor. it feels like he’s been crashed into by the tallest tidal wave when a giant billboard appears in his mind. a billboard with eight marquee letters flashing at him. he doesn’t understand why. why now?
but Taehyung shakes his head and gnaws on his bottom lip, “no, i just. i’ve been battling my emotions a lot lately. its something I’ve wanted to say to you for a long time.”
his mother pulls away from him with tears in her eyes “thank you for trusting me, my love. but we’ve known and the day that you bring someone to this house with your heart in their hand we will welcome them with open arms.”
he falls into her, hugging the woman so tight when he lets all of the chaos in his mind out. spills it onto his childhood bedroom floor. “i love you, mom. i love you so much.” “never as much as your father and i love you, honey.” |||
52. a days worth of unread messages.
53.1 🐯 finally reaches out
53.2 🐰 has loose lips
when Jungkook slips back into bed it’s with his chest feeling a lot lighter. he just needs his partner in crime back and then that sinking feeling will go away. somehow he manages to fall asleep much quicker than before. |||
Jungkook certainly isn’t eagerly waiting for Taehyung to text him and say that he’s landed in Malta. of course not.
he lets himself get distracted when they go snorkeling in ice cold water. fully immerses himself in the fishing experience when Seokjin and Yoongi invite him to do so.
and even when they’re seated at a table for their afternoon lunch, he’s not thinking about Taehyung at all. especially not when Eunwoo texts him.
“is that—“ “i think it is!” “taehyung is here?” Jungkook’s head snaps up immediately. conversation long forgotten when he looks over the heads of the dozens of tables in this restaurant when his eyes find Taehyung’s.
it feels like something out of a drama, the way his heart flutters and his throat tightens. weird. but they all jump up to welcome Taehyung with a hug anyway.
and he’s only kind of upset that he’s the furthest away so he cant get up because when he goes to everyone is sitting back down and Jimin pulls Taehyung right into the chair next to him. arms clinging to his neck “i missed you so much.”
they don’t get to say much of anything to each other because everyone is filling Taehyung in on all things Malta of the last 48 hours. Jungkook is fine. he’s not sulking at all.
but when its time to load into their vehicles to head back, he clings to Taehyung’s side tighter than the swimming bodysuit he’s wearing beneath his clothes. “hi” that hand ruffling through his slightly damp hair makes his stomach do somersaults, “hey golden boy.”
“jungkook-ah—“ Jimin waves for him to come over and get in their car but his fingers are kind of loosely hanging onto Taehyung’s arm “i’m gonna ride with Taehyungie” “its okay..” Taehyung smiles. nudging him forward “i’ll see you in just a few minutes.”
he wants to throw a fit, honestly. since when is he not allowed to ride in the same car as Taehyung. but then he looks over and sees Jimin waving something in the air. his phone. flashes of the end of his conversation with Eunwoo play in his mind.
face heating up at the realization that his phone does not have a lock on it and Jimin absolutely would read his messages. “okay…i’ll go, he has my stuff. see you taehyungie, good luck on your room choice.”
“thanks bun. see you.” Jungkook hears Taehyung’s laughter as he walks away. yanks his phone out of Jimin’s hand who teases him the moment they climb in their car about being glued to Taehyung’s side. the world is at peace again.
everyone is sitting in the living room when Taehyung walks in with his luggage. Jungkook kind of can’t get over how adorable he looks with his tourist t-shirt and bright smile. he pushes those thoughts away though and sinks into the sofa.
knee bobbing as everyone starts shouting things for Taehyung to listen to. Jimin makes it clear that he’s sleeping in the upstairs room and Jungkook is about to actually yell. they had a deal!! and Taehyung loves cuddling Jimin.
he wanted his own room, okay? but, it just makes the most sense for Taehyung to share with him. all of the other rooms are taken so wherever he ends up he’d be sharing a bed with someone. and it only seems right for them to share as they normally do anyway.
Taehyung makes like he’s going up the stairs when Jungkook reiterates what he said on face time, gesturing to the room that /isn’t his. “they’re the only ones who use this bathroom.”
“oh, they are?” Taehyung nods. trying to conceal a smile as he takes the hint. it’s very clear, to him, that Jungkook is dropping clues for a reason.
and as much as he knows its a horrible idea. he thinks he’s tortured Jungkook enough by the way he’s avoided him for the last few days. so playfully he steps towards the room that he is fairly certain belongs to his bestfriend.
his little golden boy who’s gnawing on his lip and fighting back giggles as Namjoon scolds him for giving taehyung information again. and when he opens the door to the room that has one giant bed and a private bathroom, he smiles to himself.
especially when he looks to the left and finds a ridiculously large backpack that belongs to one member of bangtan and one member only. Taehyung drops his bags and pretends he doesnt see the smug smile on Jungkook’s face. what is he going to do with that boy? |||
their first evening back together again goes by so smoothly. almost too smoothly. in fact it went off so perfectly that Jungkook didn’t get to talk to Taehyung at all.
so when they’ve been given their assignments for tomorrow and everyone tucks out for bed, he stops Taehyung before he goes into their room. “taehyungie, do you want to go somewhere with me?”
“where can we go? its already almost 10pm Jungkookie?” Taehyung’s brow raises as his arms cross “are you trying to kidnap me?” “no” he laughs softly “but i saw a place yesterday that we didn’t have time to go to and i thought—“
“i mean if you dont want to we dont have to. i just wanted to take some pictures and its hard when there’s camer—“ “jungkookie…” Taehyung speaks softly, stepping closer to flick his chin “let me get changed and we can go”
The luxury of being in a place like this is that truthfully, not many people will recognize them. which makes it easier as they get dropped off just a few blocks away from the place Jungkook is leading them.
he’d be a bit more unsure about all of this, if not for the excitement in Jungkook’s body language and his voice as he snaps pictures all over. “it looks so nice out here” Jungkook speaks softly.
panning around the street they walk on as Taehyung walks on. smiling to himself at the way so much has changed but Jungkook always stays the same. the way his nose scrunches from behind the camera lens when he takes a picture he particularly likes.
Taehyung’s gotten quite a bit ahead of him when Jungkook says, “Taehyungie, turn around. you look good with the scenery here” and Taehyung doesn’t really feel like having his picture taken, but if it’ll make Jungkook happy, then it’s the least that he could do.
It’s only once they’ve sat down inside this tiny wine tasting pavilion that Jungkook realizes he doesn’t have his phone. he had intended to send a picture to their group chat to make the other’s jealous of his personal time with Taehyung, but his camera will have to do.
“how many pictures do you intend to take of me tonight?” Taehyung asks bringing the glass of wine to his lips with a smile. and the thing is that Jungkook’s never had a filter around Taehyung, ever.
so he doesn’t hesitate before saying “when you stop being so handsome.” his face burns red the moment it comes out. feels his fingers tighten around his camera, “im sorry.” “for what?” Taehyung’s head tilts “because i wont kiss you anymore means you have to think i’m ugly?”
“no, i could never, you just—“ Jungkook thinks its better that they keep their communication open which is why he says “you already avoid me so much. i dont want to do anything to make it worse”
Taehyung wasn’t avoiding him. at least, his intention wasnt to avoid him, he just needed his own space and it was only a few days. ahhh but reality sets in when he thinks about the fact that a few days is a long time when you talk to someone constantly.
and jungkook made it so clear he didn’t want no contact. even if they still talked a little bit, Taehyung feels horrible. feels like his heart has shattered when Jungkook mindlessly plays with the strap of his camera, looking anywhere but at him.
“i wasn’t avoiding you..” his voice is gentle. stands from where he was sitting and chooses the place next to Jungkook on the bench instead “i just needed to be alone with my thoughts im so sorry you felt like you did something wrong”
his hand messes beneath Jungkook’s chin softly, its not so much a flick as it usually is but more of a caress. something that shouldn’t make his chest flutter the way it does, so he pulls his hand back and smiles. “i cant wait to see the pictures”
“they look really good so far” Jungkook finally smiles. cheeks a little flushed and Taehyung can’t tell if its the glasses of wine or the chilly night time air. but Jungkook scoots closer and Taehyung really has missed him.
so he leans his head on Jungkook’s shoulder and finishes off the last bit of his glass of wine “thank you for bringing me here. it was lovely.” “i thought it would be” Jungkook’s breath is shallow before his head leans against the top of Taehyung’s
“i’m really glad you’re here now” he says quietly. but before Taehyung can reply Jungkook lets a groan fall from his lips “but i am not looking forward to walking back to the car” “hmm? a bit too much wine, super star?”
“no!” Jungkook scowls but the pout on his lips says it all “im just tired” taehyung’s laughter is loud, hand covering his mouth as he stands and jungkook shoves him playfully “i’m serious!” “whatever you say, Jungkookie. lets go before we get in trouble”
When Taehyung showers back at their room, Jungkook is bored. admittedly not ready for bed and he does have a fresh bottle of wine that he just purchased, practically begging to be opened.
gnaws on his lip as he pours the glass and thinks about how nice it was to hangout with Taehyung like normal again. they can be normal and it makes his heart impossibly happy. is smiling like a fool when his phone startles him by ringing.
56. facetime with eunwoo
||| Taehyung could hear a low mumble the entire time he showered. kept giggling to himself at the image in his mind of a drunk Jungkook talking to himself.
though, he didn’t prepare himself for the realization that Jungkook isn’t talking to himself. he’s talking to Eunwoo and they’re flirting. very much so. it makes him feel uncomfortable.
not because Jungkook can’t flirt with Eunwoo…but because when he hears Jungkook say ‘i wouldn’t mind going to another movie when i get back’ all he can picture is the way Eunwoo held Jungkook to the wall of the theatre and kissed him.
he closes the bathroom door loud. chest heaving when he shuffles around aimlessly, dragging blankets from the linen closet and tossing them onto the bed with a huff. the bed he will be sharing with Jungkook.
jungkook who just cant /fucking wait to go home and kiss goddamn eunwoo. its fine. it doesn’t bother him. except the bright red flush on Jungkook's face when he comes over and slips into bed, does.
the younger grabs the blanket that he clearly slept with last night and brings it to his nose "ugh, this one smells awful compared to the one you just pulled out. is it okay if we share taehyungie?"
no. no we can't share a blanket. "of course, bun." because Taehyung can't possibly say no.
and it’s physically painful. Taehyung’s heart aches in his chest when Jungkook scoots closer and he has to resist the urge to curl on his chest as he always would before. because even though it’s normal…they’ve done a good job the last two nights that Jungkook slept over
keeping an appropriate space between them, even if their feet still end up tangled in the night. he’s curled facing the big wide glass window of their room when he feels Jungkook inch his way closer.
arm loosely falling over Taehyung’s middle and it makes his heart stop. takes shallow breaths when a very tipsy Jungkook giggles against the back of his neck “goodnight Taehyungie-hyung, had s’much fun, love you”
steadies his breathing. in and out. he’s fine, this is fine. it will be fine. this will be normal. its jungkook. this is normal. “goodnight bunny, love you too.” |||
“did anyone else hear two voices giggling passed midnight and rhe front door opening?” Seokjin calls from the kitchen as they’re all preparing food. “and imagine, theres only two heads that haven’t popped up for breakfast yet.”
Hoseok chuckles from the sofa “i’ll go give them their morning dose of sunshine to wake up” and the thing is that Hoseok adores these two. he just wants to roll them into a pokeball and protect them in his pocket forever.
especially when he opens the door and they’ve managed to somehow have Taehyung flip to the otherside of the mattress. arms tucked around Jungkook’s feet as they snore softly. they just look so cozy that he has no choice than to lean atop both of them.
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