He doesn't want to erase it from his skin. Ever. "I missed you," Jungkook confesses, feeling overwhelmed. Taehyung's eyes widen. He sweeps Jungkook's hair behind his ear and asks. "You did?"

Jungkook turns shy and glances away. "You are acting like you didn't notice how bad of a state I was in." "You looked so calm and collected, I thought—" Jungkook looks at him with horror.

"You were the one who acted like nothing happened between us." Taehyung's eyes roam all over his face. "Isn't that what you wanted?" Jungkook nods. "I did." "Now?" Jungkook wraps his legs around Taehyung's waist and pulls his hips down.

His mouth hovers right against Taehyung’s ear and he whispers. "I need you inside me. Right now." Kissing him again, Jungkook deflects the topic. Because this is what he's good at. Running away from his feelings. Not acknowledging what the alpha means to him.

Taehyung groans in response. Half exasperated and half turned on. Jungkook doesn't blame him. His fingers yank his shirt and getting the cue, Jungkook raises his hands and the alpha pulls it over his body. Taehyung does the same with his shirt.

And it works. Every time. Just like how Jungkook arches his back when Taehyung twists his other bud with his fingers. Just like the drag of Taehyung's already hard cock against his thigh evokes shivers. Taehyung knows how to make him act up.

He knows how to work him up and chase the sensation of pleasure. He knows what makes Jungkook give in and submit to him. Shutting his mind out of second-guessing thoughts. There is a reason why Jungkook continued to be his fuck buddy after falling in love with him.