Softer Than Leather, Darker Than Pink

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Rating: Explicit
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Category: M/M
Fandom: | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V
Character: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V, Park Jimin (BTS), Min Yoongi |
Suga, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Kim Namjoon | RM
Additional Tags: Cheerleader Kim Taehyung | V, Biker jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V &
Park Jimin Are Best Friends, Closeted Jungkook, taehyung dresses
pretty, Sub Jeon Jungkook, Top Kim Taehyung | V, Dom Kim Taehyung
| V, Bottom Jeon Jungkook, Porn With Plot, excuse to write nsfw, Kim
Taehyung | V Is Bad at Feelings, Jeon Jungkook is Whipped, I don't
know how to tag nsfw things, Light Angst, Light Manipulation, Needy
Jeon Jungkook, kinda sub space, Other Additional Tags to Be Added,
No Aftercare, Aftercare, Fluff? kinda, Virgin Jeon Jungkook, Taehyung
is kinda mean at the start, Dom/sub, Degradation, Humiliation, Jeon
Jungkook is a Little Shit
Stats: Published: 2019-06-21 Completed: 2019-08-06 Chapters: 2/2 Words:
38142

Softer Than Leather, Darker Than Pink

by vantaegukk

Summary

Taehyung's used to get made fun of by the biker group for being a cheerleader. Maybe
watching one of them spread opened on the locker room was enough revenge.

''What would your big biker friends think if they saw the messy little bitch you are, Jeon?''

Notes
See the end of the work for notes
 Chapter 1

The audience screams loudly as always, ready for the start of the game. Taehyung takes a sip from
his water bottle and messes his blonde hair a little bit more. It's rather cold in the outside field and
his skirt isn't really providing him any form of warmth but he's already somewhat used to that.

He just shrugs it off and bends down to grab his white and baby blue pompoms – the same color as
his uniform.

Whistles are heard and he quickly stands straight again. He hates college kids. Those were
mocking whistles and he's well aware of that. He wants to throw some middle fingers out but
doesn't want to ruin his image. He was cute, nice and soft. Everyone knew of him like that and he
liked it.

''Hey Kim, when are you getting the operation?'' Yugyeom, one of the bikers screams at him,
making the rest of the group laugh. ''You're half girl already.'' Taehyung rolls his eyes. They were
all so obnoxious, the jokes so childish.

He wants to tell them all to fuck off but can't so he simply looks at the group, all dressed in black,
and smiles. It's fake, everyone can see that.

''Taehyung, don't listen to them.'' one of the other cheerleaders places a hand on his shoulder and he
chuckles. He doesn't care.

''If you want to suck my dick I'll cover your face and we can pretend, with that little girly skirt of
yours.'' a random guy, not from the biker group, throws at him, a disgusting smirk adoring his lips.
Taehyung rolls his eyes yet again.

''That's sexual harassment!'' another girl screams from the bleachers and Taehyung throws her a
thankful gaze. She smile.

''He's only being provocative, he's asking for it. A man should never put on a skirt.'' Yugyeom says
again and Taehyung locks eyes with Jungkook and Yoongi. They're both smiling. Dickheads.

''Is your masculinity that fragile? Can't see me wearing a cute little skirt that suddenly your dick is
confused?'' the biker group goes quiet and he smiles, turning away.

''Fuck you.'' a student yells loud enough for him to hear and Taehyung chuckles, turning around to
put his butt on display.

''You wish.''

│►

Taehyung looks at himself yet again in the mirror, messing his hair a little bit more. The front of
his button up shirt is neatly tugged inside his high waisted shorts and after checking it all one last
time, he grabs his sports bag with the uniform and shower items to exit the locker room.

He unlocks his phone just to check the time and pushes the door to the locker room opened, feet
stopping in his tracks when a mocking whistle sounds near him. Taehyung lifts his head, forgetting
about the time. Jungkook is leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets.

''Was the men clothing section closed when you went shopping?'' Jungkook says with a smug smile
and Taehyung rolls his eyes, throwing his phone to the bag. ''Maybe you just share a single
wardrobe with your sister, who knows?'' the tall male dressed in all black continues.

''If that pretty mouth is as good sucking me off as it is being mouthy, then maybe we're up to
something.'' Taehyung says, forgetting about the cute image for a second. Jungkook was annoying.
They were all annoying. Taehyung wasn't a fan of that and could only take so much.

Jungkook opens and closes his mouth at least three times, eyes wide and cheeks turning a pretty
shade of pink. ''What? Cat got your tongue, big boy?'' the blush only intensifies. ''Won't you
continue talking about my clothes? Can't speak anymore, huh?'' Taehyung teases.

He notices then Jungkook looking up and down at him, biting his bottom lip. Taehyung steps
closer, head tilted to the side in curiosity. Jungkook's breath hitches. The boy looking between
Taehyung and the locker room multiple times.

Taehyung couldn't lie and say the boy in front of him wasn't attractive. He was. The only problem
is that Taehyung isn't that attracted to idiots. Though his best judgment is soon clouded by how
cute the biker looks with his pink cheeks and pleading eyes as his finger shyly points to the locker
room. Taehyung chuckles. Oh really?

''What's so interesting about the lockers?'' Taehyung asks, looking directly at Jungkook's big eyes.
Jungkook gulps, the blonde still smirking. This version of the biker was, to say the least, amusing.
He looked shy, Taehyung notices. Cute round teeth appearing ever so slightly as he bites down his
bottom lip.

''I-I'm just waiting for a friend.'' Jungkook tries to speak looking directly at Taehyung but his voice
betrays him. He's just making a fool out of himself. He also wants to slap himself from playing off
like he wasn't pointing to the lockers with the most pleading eyes just a few seconds ago.

''Y-You're just waiting?'' the blonde mocks his stutter, taking another step closer. Their breaths
mixing up from the proximity. Jungkook exhales, his big eyes looking towards the lockers with
anticipation, his imagination running wild.

Jungkook can't believe he's about to let the opportunity slip away, he can't. So he closes his eyes to
stop himself from picking Taehyung up and taking him to the lockers himself.

But it finally clicks for Taehyung what the other's intentions are. He leans in, lips almost touching
Jungkook's ear as he whispers, ''Want me to take you there? Is that what you want?'' he can see the
skin on the other's neck responding. Goosebumps.

Jungkook can't get the courage to answer, can't find his own voice so he simply gasps when
Taehyung softly blows on his ear before stepping away. ''Well, if you don't want it, then I'll get
going. I have a lot to do. Have a nice day, Jeon.'' he takes a step but a firm hand holds him by the
wrist. ''Yes?''

''Huh…'' Jungkook tries, cheeks red. Taehyung can tell he's embarrassed by the whole situation but
it makes it even more interesting. ''I-I do. I do want that…'' he gulps. Taehyung is looking at him
with a mocking smile and it makes him huff. ''Fuck it.'' Jungkook mumbles, grabbing the blonde's
cheeks and bringing his face closer until their lips meet harshly.

Taehyung's surprised to say the least but quickly kisses back, hands lowering to grab at Jungkook's
slim waist and pull him closer, lower bodies pressed together. Their feet work at their own will,
taking them towards the locker room and Taehyung closes the door behind them with his foot.
Jungkook is soon being pushed against the lockers, hands pined on both sides of his head and
Taehyung breaks the kiss, looking at him with an eyebrow raised. Jungkook pants, opening his big
eyes slowly, cheeks turning a deeper shade of red with embarrassment. Taehyung smirks even
more at that. It's pathetic.

''Where's the big mouth?'' he asks, letting go of one of the hands to cup his dick through his pants.
Taehyung's amused smile only riles Jungkook even more and he has to bite down his bottom lip to
keep a stupid moan inside. ''Where's the big boy, Jeon? The big biker? Where is it?''

Jungkook closes his eyes and lets a whine be free when Taehyung's plump lips find a home on his
neck, sucking behind his ear and licking from there to his jawline. The blonde's hand teasing him
through the fabric of his black jeans and Jungkook throws his head back in a whiny moan. Never in
a million years did he think he'd be in that position.

He'd make sure to enjoy it to the fullest.

''How embarrassing. Can't really keep that mouth closed, can you?'' Taehyung teases, biting down
his neck softly.

''Will you do something or…?'' Jungkook trails off, starting to get impatient. Taehyung chuckles,
stepping backwards therefore giving the other the opportunity to finally exhale. Taehyung's
cologne mixed up with his whole aura didn't quite allow him to breathe properly.

''Ok, Jeon. Undress for me. Put on a show for me and maybe if it's nice enough, I'll do something
for you.'' Taehyung smiles teasingly, dragging his indicative finger along the other's jaw. The
message is clearly and Jungkook nods quickly, already taking off his black leather jacket.

''A show, you say?'' he bites down his lip again, excitement building up on his lower stomach.
Being bossed around getting him more and more worked up. ''Be careful not to fall for me.''
Jungkook winks, throwing the jacket to the floor.

''Oh honey, that won't be a problem.'' Taehyung sits on the bench, tongue wetting his lips.

''Should I be offended?'' Jungkook pouts, swinging his hips slowly as he takes his black tee shirt
off, defined abdomen coming to sight. He feels too small under Taehyung's harsh gaze, he feels
shier than he ever felt before. His confidence wearing thin. ''A-Am I pretty?'' he whispers as he
steps closer, opening his zipper. Taehyung chuckles.

''You'd be prettier without those jeans on.'' Jungkook whines without even realizing.

''But am I p-pretty?'' Taehyung locks eyes and he can see how much Jungkook's are shining with
forged innocence. His pout is very much present and his fingers are holding the waistband of his
jeans, waiting for any word of encouragement.

''Yes, Jeon, you're very pretty.'' the childlike smile that takes over Jungkook's lips makes the other
chuckle and simply watch and enjoy as the biker continues to get rid of his clothes, soon standing
in his naked glory in front of him after throwing his boxers to Taehyung who discarded them to the
floor as well.

Taehyung halts him when Jungkook tries climbing on his lap and the boy whimpers. ''Who told
you that you could touch me?'' the dark haired still tries to grab onto him and Taehyung smirks.
''There's still something missing.'' he gets up from the bench to get his sports bag.

Jungkook blushes when he sees what Taehyung is holding. His white and baby blue skirt. That
damn skirt. ''Since you always make fun of me for wearing this, let's see the big boy putting this on,
hm?'' he steps closer. ''Then I'll do something for you.''

The biker grabs the skirt as soon as the words register in his brain, trying to understand how to put
it on. He opens the zipper on the side, sliding it up his legs and closing the zipper again. Taehyung
watches with amusement in his eyes as Jungkook twirls around to show it.

''Come here.'' Jungkook rushes towards him, putting his arms around the other's neck. He searches
for his mouth and Taehyung does allow the kiss to happen as he lays Jungkook down on the bench.
The kiss is messy, tongues playing together hungrily and teeth clashing. But it's good, it turns both
of them on even more if possible.

Only does he pull away when Jungkook tries pulling his shirt off, feeling way too exposed in front
of a completely dressed Taehyung. ''Patience, doll.'' he teases, touching Jungkook's bottom lip with
two fingers. The other quickly understands and accepts them in his mouth, swirling his tongue
around the digits while maintaining eye contact.

Taehyung smirks at the sight. The biker continues sucking on Taehyung's long fingers as if they
were something else, something he would prefer to have in his mouth, but he had to be patient.
''Open up.'' he places a hand on his thigh, indicating him to spread his legs. Jungkook blushes. He
feels way too exposed but still shows himself as asked.

''Who would've thought. The… scary, dare I say, Jeon Jungkook, spread opened for me. With my
cheerleading skirt on. What would people think of this?'' the boy lets out a cry at the slight
humiliation, still coating Taehyung's slim fingers. ''So pretty for me.''

Taehyung pulls his fingers out of his mouth, a trail of saliva still connecting them, and Jungkook's
eyes are bigger than ever. Big with curiosity. Anticipation. Lust. The blonde leans down to kiss
him, because the lack of lube always creates some discomfort.

He uses the hungry kisses as a distraction to travel south with his coated fingers and tease around
Jungkook's entrance. The boy whines against his mouth, opening his legs even further. One finger
slowly making it's way inside. A cry.

''I-I want more. I need more.'' he pulls away to speak immediately. Taehyung raises his brow.

''It will hurt.''

''I don't care. Please. More. I've done everything you told me to. I've been a good boy. Please give
me m- oh.'' Taehyung forces a second finger inside, watching Jungkook arch his back in both pain
and pleasure.

''You're so needy, so desperate. Can't even wait to get a second finger? Didn't take you for a pain
slut.'' Jungkook closes his eyes with a moan. He sniffs when tears start pooling in his eyes, it feels
too good. ''Look at you. Crying only for my fingers, such a weak little bitch.''

''That feels so good…'' Taehyung starts then kissing down his chest, sucking on some spots,
specially around his bellybutton, smirking as the muscles contract under his lips. Jungkook's body
answering to everything he did, so he goes even lower, lifting the skin for access.

''Look at you.'' Jungkook forces his eyes to open, which was proven to be a mistake because
Taehyung's lips were mere centimeters away from his rock hard erection. ''So red, so wet. How
come are you so desperate to be touched?'' Taehyung asks, his fingers still going in and out.

''P-Please…'' he whispers.
''Please what, doll?'' his cheeks blushing yet again and Taehyung chuckles. The boy in front of him
was nothing like the Jungkook everyone knew. That Taehyung thought he was.

''P-Please s-suck me…'' Taehyung then grabs him with his free fist, giving it a first pump just to
spread all the precum that was already there. Jungkook whines.

''Want me to suck you?'' Jungkook nods multiple times, choking on his own breath because it's
starting to be too much. ''I guess you've been good enough.'' he darts his tongue out, licking his
entire length, which makes a loud moan fill the entire locker room.

''Shut your mouth. Be quiet, or do you want everyone to hear how much of a needy slut you are?''
Jungkook whimpers. The words making him leak a little more into Taehyung's hand. ''Aw, insults
get you off? Could you be more pathetic?'' more wetness.

He smirks. Jungkook is so responsive that it amuses him so, in one go, he engulfs the other's head,
swirling his tongue around it. Jungkook's moans all over the place. The fingers are still going in
and out, a third one joining now as Taehyung continues sucking, accepting him whole.

And Jungkook doesn't know what to do with himself, with his hands, with his mouth. His legs
further opening for the other and moans growing louder with the built of pleasure. He was weak.
He was extremely weak to the touch and Taehyung knew exactly where to touch.

It doesn't take him much, not longer than five minutes because when Taehyung's free hand starts
playing with one of his sensitive nipples, it gets too much. His lower stomach boiling with the
release that was so near he could feel it already. Hands trying to find something to grab onto,
something to give him the sensation of some control.

''That feels so amazing, I-I'm cuming, shit, I'm-'' his words die in his throat when everything stops.
The fingers are long gone, Taehyung's mouth isn't around him anymore and his nipple isn't getting
any attention. He opens his teary eyes, frustrated and confused. He was almost there. He was right
there.

''W-Why did you stop…?'' he whines, making the other chuckle. The tone in his voice expressing
just how sexually frustrated he feels. Jungkook pouts at the mocking laugh, an uneasy feeling
pooling at his stomach.

''You've been mocking me ever since the start of college, you really think I would just… give you
whatever the fuck you need?'' Jungkook blinks.

''No, no, don't do that. I'm almost there, please continue.'' new tears stream down his face when he
leans forward to grab Taehyung's arm but the blonde shrugs him away.

''Not a chance. You can finish yourself, big boy.'' he doesn't care that the other is crying, he simply
gets up again, face as serious as it possibly could be.

''Can you at least stay here?'' Jungkook whispers. ''Just talk… please?'' the blonde looks at him,
those doe eyes sparkling with tears, and sighs. ''Please, please just sit here for a little bit, I'm almost
there. It's hurting.''

''Fuck- Ok. Whatever.'' he sits back down on the bench, watching as Jungkook takes his shaky hand
to his own shaft, eyes closing shut immediately.

''You're really mean for doing this.'' he says, starting to quickly stroke himself. His moans are back,
high pitched even. Taehyung smirks. It's amusing, to say the least.
''Oh am I? I don't feel bad. I don't feel bad at all.'' his low voice doing it for Jungkook who yet
again leaks what will end up coming out sooner than later. His moans are loud and whines even
louder, only intensified by Taehyung's comments that were pushing him to the edge. He knew his
body, he knew he was right there, he was almost there.

He could feel it coming, stomach muscles contracting again, dick twitching in his palm.

''What would your big biker friends think if they saw the messy little bitch you are, Jeon?'' that
does it for him. Without warning, his back arches off of the bench, spilling his orgasm all over his
own hand and Taehyung's uniform skirt. ''What a mess.'' the blonde teases.

''A beautiful one though?'' Jungkook asks, eyes still closed and breathing not so even. His head falls
to the side for support and warmth, nose resting against Taehyung's neck but the blonde breaks the
contact by standing up.

''Clean after yourself. And I want my skirt cleaned and handed back to me.'' he says, grabbing his
sports bag and pulling the zipper, ready to leave without looking back. Jungkook blinks, eyes wet
with tears.

''Y-You're going to leave me like this?'' he whines, a sad expression on his pretty features.

''I already did more than I should have done by helping you get off. You've always been a huge
dick to me so yes. I'm going to leave. Clean yourself up, the big boy is looking like a little messy
child.'' that's the last thing Taehyung says before leaving the locker room.

Jungkook closes his eyes with a cry, letting himself fall back in the bench, taking in the opportunity
to regain his breath. He feels sad, he feels alone and needy, so he curls to himself, hugging his own
knees. The skirt still the only thing he's wearing.

He has to get dressed quickly before someone gets there, just the thought makes him feel
embarrassed. His reputation would be ruined, he wouldn't know what to do if they found him like
that, in a skirt stained with semen and tears wetting his cheeks.

It takes him some minutes to feel less alone and get up to get himself cleaned up and dressed. He
folds the skirt enough to fit in his jacket's pocket and leaves after inhaling and exhaling a couple of
times.

Yoongi stands there.

''Dude! I've been waiting for you for twenty minutes. I go take a piss and you disappear. Why did
you come out of the locker rooms?'' Yoongi asks but lifts an eyebrow when Jungkook's appearance
clicks in. ''Why are your cheeks so flushed?''

''Fuck off.'' Jungkook mumbles, starting to walk away. Yoongi follows suit.

''Geez, what crawled up your ass?'' he blushes even more. Taehyung's fingers did and he wished
something else had done the same but unfortunately he was not that lucky. Not this time at least.

''Nothing. Now let's go, I want to get to my dorm.''

''Me too. Can't wait to sleep the whole afternoon.''

│►

Taehyung's rather shocked to see Jungkook standing on the same spot in the front of the locker
room four days later after practice. The blonde doesn't say anything though, and just begins
walking away.

Jungkook participated on the jokes that came every day, that hurt Taehyung every day even though
he always tried to ignore them. Even if Jungkook wasn't the one making them, he laughed. That
angered Taehyung. Laughing is agreeing and that makes Jungkook as bad. So the blonde didn't
want to even talk to him, although a hand grabbed his own, making him stop in his tracks.

''Taehyung, wait.''

''Oh, you know my name?'' Jungkook goes silent. The group called him everything but his name.
''What do you want?''

''Your skirt.'' he shows him the piece of clothing and Taehyung nods, taking it and turning his back.
''Also…'' Jungkook says again and Taehyung closes his eyes, inhaling. He's not happy. Not at all.
Jungkook made fun of him and still expected him to stay?

''Yes?''

''Can you finish what you've started?'' it's almost a whisper but Taehyung catches it without a
problem. ''I want it again but this time… I want you whole please.'' seconds of silence go by before
Taehyung laughs. It's an amused laugh and it has Jungkook's cheeks turning pink quickly.

''You really don't have any sense of shame, do you?'' Jungkook smiles shyly. Bunny teeth barely
peeking. ''You can't bully the shit out of me and then come to me days later with your cute eyes
asking me to get you off. Shit doesn't work like that, Jeon.'' he throws. ''If you really thought I
would just get on my knees and take care of you, you're dumber than you fucking look.''

''Wow, that's harsh.'' Jungkook fake flinches, a hand on his chest. ''I look dumb?'' the blonde rolls
his eyes.

''Have a good day, Jeon. Thanks for the skirt and I hope you're able to get off on your own, I wish
you all the luck into that masturbation session.''

''I don't want to fuck my hand, I want you to fuck me.'' he pouts, grabbing Taehyung's wrist when
he tries to walk away again. ''I know we never interacted before you- Well, before you got me like
that but…'' he trails off, too embarrassed to admit everything just there.

''Are you quite done?'' Taehyung asks, no patience whatsoever.

''I'm just trying to say I wouldn't mind if moments like those happened… more times. Even if we're
strangers and my group mocks you.'' he whispers the ending, shiny eyes, almost embarrassed.
''Please…''

''Even if that pout was enough to convince me, I don't do someone twice.''

''You didn't do me. I had to jerk off because you're mean.'' Jungkook mumbles, looking at the floor.
''That's not enough…''

''Oh, boohoo.'' Taehyung mocks, stepping closer. ''You can jerk off again to my image if you want
to, I'll allow you to.'' he smiles teasingly, touching Jungkook's nose with the tip of his index finger.

In a fresh wave of courage, Jungkook grabs the blonde by his shoulders, pushing him inside the
locker room and closing the door with his foot. ''You asshole, I said no, take your fucking hands off
of me right now.''
''B-But you didn't go through with it with me anyways. Please? Please.'' he starts pressing kisses
onto Taehyung's neck, nosing against his ear. ''Kookie is needy…'' Jungkook whines, letting
himself fall on his knees and looking up with his big eyes.

Taehyung remains silent, looking down at him. He's hesitant. He can't say he's being forced to
anything, he could just leave, but he still doesn't. The other gulps, examining Taehyung's soft
appearance. Baby pink skirt paired with white fishnets and a white crop top. All so well balanced
with the messy blonde hair.

Jungkook can't stop his mouth from watering. Who would know such soft looking man would be
so demanding and dominant? But also who would look at Jungkook and say he turns into a needy
baby? The contrast between them was interesting.

''Can I?'' he places his hands on the side of Taehyung's thighs, finger crawling up slowly to reach
under the skirt. ''Please.'' Taehyung sighs, nodding. Jungkook smiles, lifting the shirt quickly,
mouth salivating. ''Thank you.''

''You're so desperate, Jesus.'' he chuckles at the speed Jungkook slides down his underwear to the
middle of his thighs and grabs he still unaroused member.

''Don't say Jesus while I'm jerking you, that's not correct.'' Taehyung lifts an eyebrow.

''Is Kookie a little believer too?'' he says, closing his eyes as Jungkook continues to stroke him,
slow pace to get him worked up first.

''No, just joking.'' a little giggle follows the Taehyung bites his bottom lip. ''H-Hyung?'' Jungkook
whispers, looking up. Taehyung furrows his brows. They were the same age, there was no need to
use honorifics. ''Hyung, can I taste you?'' his hand stops at Taehyung's base, batting his eyelashes
suggestively.

''You're so desperate just to have my dick down your throat. Kind of pathetic, don't you think?''
Taehyung combs the hair out of Jungkook's forehead, gripping on it and pulling it so the other's
head tilts back. ''Go on.''

''Please, hyung…'' Jungkook opens his mouth, darting his tongue out instead of simply going for it
and Taehyung chuckles, slipping past his lips. Both moan at the same time and Jungkook whines
right after hearing the sound coming from the other.

''Shit-'' Taehyung growls, still grabbing onto Jungkook's hair. The latter looking up at him with big
eyes, bobbing his head just perfectly, his tongue pressing on the prominent vein, getting a new
exhale out of the blonde.

''Look at you.'' Taehyung smirks, eyes still locked. ''Taking my dick so well. Such a good toy you
are.'' Jungkook whines, pulling out, a trail of saliva still connecting his bottom lip to Taehyung's
head.

''Am I doing good?''

''Always looking for compliments, aren't you?'' Jungkook blushes. ''And eh, gotten better.'' he
teases, making the other huff.

''Gotten better…'' Jungkook mutters to himself, not accepting such words. Taehyung smirks. And
from that moment on, Jungkook does as much as he possibly can. He sucks as his life depended on
it, hands working on what doesn't fit and Taehyung has to bite on his lower lip in order to keep his
pleasured sounds in, not wanting to give Jungkook the pleasure of listening to him.
But a moan does come out when Jungkook takes everything in and holds it there, maintaining eye
contact as tears start coming. He can't breathe but relaxes his throat to take it for as long as
possible.

Taehyung feels the heat pooling in his stomach and pulls Jungkook off by the hair, though
Jungkook doesn't let go, instead holding Taehyung's thighs to stay there. That angers Taehyung.
When he successfully pushes Jungkook away, his hand falls down – with controlled force – onto
his cheek.

Jungkook's head turns to the side, his cheek stinging with the harsh slap but the pain just sends a
wave of pleasure all the way down to his lower abdomen. He loves it. And he pants for air, looking
up at the blonde as if waiting. Waiting for something. Anything. He'll take anything.

''If I tell you to stop, you stop. Understand, bitch?'' his deep voice makes Jungkook whine, lowering
his head in shame.

''Yes, hyung. I'm sorry.'' he does sound regretful but still has to bite down his lip to stop himself
from smiling. He loves it too much. Being controlled, ordered around, punished when he does
something wrong. He didn't know he'd love it that much but he does.

''Sit down.'' he's quick to get up from the floor and rush to the bench where he sits, just like how
Taehyung told him to. ''Shirt, off.'' Jungkook doesn't think he has moved that fast before but the
shirt is on the floor in about a second.

Their clothing turns into a messy pile on the floor, Taehyung's pastels contrasting with Jungkook's
blacks as they get into a position they've been in before. Taehyung's fingers deep inside the other
as Jungkook lays on the bench, legs spread wide for him.

But the blonde doesn't like repetitiveness. ''Get on all fours.'' he orders, leaning away so Jungkook
can do just as he said but instead, he simply continues laying down with his eyes closed. ''Being a
brat?'' Jungkook shakes his head.

''Scared.'' he whispers. ''Will you stop again? Or punish me? I didn't do anything wrong, hyungie.''
his voice sounds so soft it makes the other tilt his head. Jungkook really changed a lot on those
moments. ''D-Does hyung promise not to stop again?'' Taehyung chuckles.

''Hyung promises not to stop.'' and soon Jungkook changes his position, obeying. ''Suck on your
fingers, don't want to hear a sound. Got it?''

''Got it.'' he says, already taking two of his fingers to his mouth and therefore holding himself up
with only one arm. Taehyung smirks at the sight. Everything is on display and he blows a puff of
cold breath into Jungkook's welcoming entrance.

Without warning, there's a tongue pushing against him and he closes his eyes tight. It feels so good,
Taehyung's hands on both sides of his butt and his tongue working wonders. Taehyung spreads his
muscular cheeks wider for better access, Jungkook pushing back into him while still sucking on
two of his fingers.

Jungkook does his best to be quiet just like how Taehyung ordered him to but when a finger easily
slips in as well, he can't stop the whine that escapes. He knows he did wrong as soon as he hears
himself.

The locker room is filled with the loud sound of Taehyung's palm hitting his but cheek and
Jungkook's arm fails to hold him up. His chest falls against the bench, ass still in the air, now a
strong sting on his cheek. He loved it. It hurts just right.

''What did I tell you?'' Taehyung asks from behind him.

''To be quiet…'' he gulps nervously. Taehyung wouldn't stop, would he?

''And what did you do?''

''Kookie's sorry…'' his voice so small and apologetic that Taehyung almost coos. He does slap him
again nonetheless and Jungkook whimpers, toes curling. ''P-Please continue, hyung, I didn't mean
to make a sound.'' he whispers and Taehyung's chuckles makes him feel uneasy.

''You didn't follow my orders so that's just about how much I'll eat you out. I could have done it for
you as long as you wanted me to but since you can't keep your desperate ass mouth shut as I told
you to, you don't get more or my tongue.''

''B-But…'' Jungkook sits down, looking at him with pleading eyes. ''But hyung…'' he grabs
Taehyung's hand, tugging on it.

''Want to ride me though?'' the smile that takes over Jungkook's lips is almost blinding.

''Can I?'' Taehyung nods with a chuckle. It was amusing to him to see someone so eager to just sit
on his lap. The biker is quick to straddle Taehyung, hand reaching from behind him to align the
blonde with his entrance. He inhales sharply when he starts sitting down. ''Oh- Oh fuck.'' the lack
of lube making it an almost impossible fit.

''Shit- Why are you so fucking tight?'' Jungkook's expression shows discomfort so Taehyung leans
in, pressing wet kisses on his neck, fingers moving to play with his hard nipples.

''Haven't gotten this far-''

''What?'' Taehyung holds his hips down so he can't continue his movements. Jungkook doesn't
meet his eyes. ''What did you say?''

''I haven't gotten this far…'' he mumbles, looking down with pink cheeks. His whole body burns
with embarrassment but he's quick brought back when Taehyung shakes his head.

''Jeon… What the fuck.'' Jungkook blinks. ''Get off, get off, let's stop this.'' he tries lifting the biker
up but Jungkook holds onto his arms.

''What- why?!''

''This shouldn't even be happening, I'm never with someone twice, I shouldn't fucking be here.
Now you're a virgin? I can't take your virginity, Jeon. I never did it and never will do it to anyone
because I feel bad doing so knowing this shit doesn't happen again. I won't see you again and this
shit is wrong.''

''You could see me again…'' a whisper. ''I've done handjobs and blowjobs and- And- I just never…
got to this because I was scared of being with a guy. Please, don't leave, you're already inside of
me, just- Just continue. Please.''

''Jeon…'' he sighs. ''Fine, whatever. I don't feel good this, you shouldn't lose it like this, it should be
with someone you at least trust. Seriously, I can finish you off some other way.'' Jungkook smiles.
''You're soft, you turn into this big baby that needs to be taken care of, you shouldn't just… lose
part of your innocence to someone you'll not be with again. I'll eat you out or something, let's not
continue this.''

''Are you soft after all?''

''Don't be a brat, I can still have you at my mercy even if with my hands.''

''You're threatening me as if I would mind that. And- I trust you. Can we just forget this detail?'' he
pouts, hand resting on Taehyung's cheek.

''Forget that you act like a fuckboy but are a virgin? Should we really forget that?'' Jungkook was
already expecting some teasing, he had already seen it coming but his cheeks still turn a deep shade
of pink at those words.

''Shut up…'' Jungkook snakes his arms around Taehyung's neck, gathering his leg strength to start
his movements. ''Oh my- Fuck you're so big, I feel so full-'' he cries, head falling backwards. ''I
want you again, not just this once. Please.''´

''Not happening. I've told you this many times before.'' the biker closes his eyes with a weak nod,
continuing his up and down movements. ''Can't believe you're a virgin.'' Taehyung seems to
remember after some seconds and chuckles.

''Stop making fun of me…!''

''I'm not. That's cute, the big biker boy is not only a baby but a baby virgin? This shit was the
biggest plot twist for me.'' Jungkook pouts, a moan breaking soon after.

''Don't make fun of me- Oh fuck…'' he cries, playing with Taehyung's blonde hair. ''I- D-Do I look
pretty?'' Taehyung chuckles. Jungkook had a huge need for compliments.

''So pretty fucking yourself on me.'' Jungkook closes his eyes, overwhelmed. Taehyung's hands
going up and down the other's firm thighs, watching as the skin under his fingertips reacts every
time. And Jungkook continues bouncing on Taehyung's lap, head thrown back in pleasure.
Moaning without shame or a single worry about someone hearing, nails digging onto Taehyung's
shoulders for balance, prostate being abused every time he sits back down and he's overwhelmed.

''H-Hyung…?''

''Yeah?'' the blonde asks, a silent moan following.

''I-I can't- I can't continue…'' he wills himself to open his teary eyes. ''Please- Uh- Please take over,
I can't go on…'' his thighs shake as he tries to still use them, whole body failing him.

''Are you that weak and useless, doll? Can't even finish what you've started?'' Jungkook sniffs,
cheeks burning up with embarrassment. He gasps when a large hand wraps tightly around his neck,
eyes widening and dick leaking instantly. He loved it.

Jungkook tries mumbling some words but nothing comes out from the lack of air. ''What? Couldn't
hear you, Jeon.'' the hand is soon off before it could even get near dangerous. Jungkook gasps,
collecting air back, a tear rolling from his left eye.

''Hyung please.'' he runs a hand on Taehyung's cheek, still trying to continue but his thighs shake so
much it becomes impossible. ''It's hurting, I want to cum. K-Kookie wants release… Please.''
Taehyung lifts an eyebrow and the other whines.

''I'm not finishing it for you, doll face. You started, you finish.'' Jungkook nods, eyebrows furrowed
in frustration. He searches for Taehyung's lips to distract himself as he continues to try but a sob
breaks through. He's getting oversensitive.

''I can't.'' he wipes his eyes with one of his hands, looking back at Taehyung with the biggest pout
he has ever seen.

''Such a baby.'' Taehyung chuckles as the other rests his head on his shoulders. He looks down at
him when Jungkook sniffs again, body shaking with his cries.

''Please, hyung… I beg you, I did everything you told me to, please finish both of us up. It's hurting,
please. Continue. I can't do it.'' Taehyung coos.

''Hold onto me.'' Jungkook does so and Taehyung gets up with him on his lap. ''I'll help you just
because you're crying so fucking pathetically.'' he presses the biker against the lockers, fucking into
him right away.

''Oh fuck!'' Jungkook's voice so loud Taehyung had to take one of his hands to cover his mouth. He
whines against it.

''Keep that mouth shut.'' he growls, pushing him against the lockers with every thrust. ''If someone
hears your stupid moans, they'll come check.'' Jungkook cries again, eyes rolling back. ''Is that what
you want? Want everyone to- fuck- to come here and see this? To see how pathetic the big college
guy actually is? How well he's taking me?'' he chuckles, leaning down to take Jungkook's nipple in
his mouth.

And it's too much for him. Without any warning, with drool dripping onto Taehyung's hand, he
spills everywhere between both of them. His loud and dragged call of the blonde's name muffled
against his palm.

''You're so fucking messy. Did I tell you that you could finish? Can't even control yourself.''
Jungkook cries, twisting on Taehyung's hold. The stimulation is getting too much.

''Stop-'' he mumbles but it's almost incoherent.

''Don't you want to be a good fuck toy? Stop moving or it will take longer.'' he tries to obey, he
really does, but the tears soon start coming again and he can't stop moving against the lockers with
every thrust into him.

But he feels it, after some moments, he feels the warm liquid filling him up, followed by a deep
groan next to his ear and Taehyung slows down, slowly coming to a stop, resting his lips against
Jungkook's neck. Taehyung waits about a minute or so before he pulls out, untangling Jungkook's
legs from around him and putting him down.

He turns around to go wet his towel but two arms wrap around his middle again. ''The fuck-'' he
gets away, furrowing his brows. Jungkook pouts. ''Sit, I'll get you cleaned up.'' Jungkook nods,
sitting on the bench with his hands on his lap. The blonde doesn't take long to come back with his
underwear already on.

The water on the towel is warm when in contact with Jungkook's abdomen and he giggles as it
tickles his skin. Taehyung makes sure he's well cleaned up, including all the drool that dripped
down to his chest. Jungkook touches the blonde's face with big, curious eyes, leaning in for another
kiss but Taehyung turns his face away, getting nothing but a peck on the cheek. ''Don't do that.
Don't kiss me.'' he says, stepping away.

''Why not?''
''I fucked you as you wanted, now you don't ever come near me like this again. This won't happen
again.'' no answer. ''Get dressed. We should leave already.'' he says, putting on his white blouse.

Taehyung is already zipping his skirt when he turns back and notices Jungkook is still sitting down
with his hands in his lap and empty eyes looking at the floor. The blonde sighs. ''What's wrong?
Did I hut you?'' Jungkook shakes his head.

''Take care of me, please. Kookie gets sad…'' he mumbles, playing with his own fingers.

''Gosh, you're such a baby.'' Taehyung grabs the black shirt, stepping closer. ''Lift your arms.''
Jungkook does so, allowing the other to dress him up. Taehyung goes as far as even tying his
shoelaces, fixing his messed up hair. ''You think you can go to your dorm alone, you infant?''
Jungkook pouts.

''Stop being mean…''

''Mean?'' he laughs. ''Oh, like how you are to me everyday by laughing at the disgusting jokes? Am
I that mean?'' Jungkook sighs, hugging himself.

''I'm scared, hyung. I'm scared of what they could think if I came out.'' he whispers, cheeks heating
up. He feels small, he feels alone.

''Not my problem. I don't have to be on the receiving end of your dilemmas.'' Taehyung grabs his
sports bag. ''Jeon.'' he calls, turning back. ''You can't wait for me again, do you understand?'' not an
answer. ''Jeon, I'm serious. This won't happen again, you can't try anything again.'' Jungkook gets
up, walking towards him. ''What-''

''Kiss me.''

''No. I have to go.'' but Jungkook is stronger and keeps him in place. ''Jeon, I swear to God-'' he's
shut down by the other's lips on his and he sighs, kissing back.

''I like your kisses.'' Jungkook whispers against his lips.

''I've heard that many times before. Goodbye.'' the biker sighs. He feels alone again, so he sits
down, hugging himself, tears growing on his eyes again.

''Mean…''

│►

Taehyung stretches his arms once again, rotating his neck as much as possible to make sure he
won't hurt himself in any kind of way. All the girls are gathered around him, some of them
speaking, others just focused on stretching as well.

''Tae? Are you going to the party after the game?'' Nari, one of the cheerleaders, asks him with a
big smile and Taehyung chuckles.

''You know I'm always at the parties.'' she giggles.

''Yeah, just asking to make sure. I'll see you there then.'' he nods, opening his mouth but is
interrupted by two other girls headbutting into the conversation.

''Do you think the hotties are going to the party?''

''The hotties?'' Taehyung asks, tilting his head. He never really cared about the gossiping the team
had going. The girls glance at each other with an amused expression. How come Taehyung didn't
identify it immediately?

''The bikers! Duh.'' Miyeon pushes his shoulder playfully. ''Today will be my day, I'll try to shoot
my shot.'' she sighs with a hopeful smile.

''You're finally jumping on Jeon Jungkook?'' Nira claps her hands. ''You're really pretty, I'm sure he
won't reject you.'' Taehyung has to look away not to laugh. He liked Miyeon but she would be
rejected that day.

''He's just so hot. I just want him to ugh take me and make me a mess.'' he tries, he really tries, but a
short laugh leaves his mouth. The three girls look at him with a confused smile. ''What? Oh, you're
gay, do you not find them hot as fuck too?''

''I don't think I'd be head over hills over guys who feel so big by bullying innocent people but…
you do you.'' he smiles, bowing before walking the other direction. The game was going to be on
the outside field due to the good weather, the sun shining on him.

Taehyung uses his hand to cover his eyes and look at the crowd to look for his friends but sees al
the dressed in black group. His eyes meet with Jungkook's immediately as the boy sits on the first
row and Taehyung looks away.

They haven't interacted for a whole week since it all happened but Taehyung did catch the other
looking at him sometimes. He always ignored it though, not wanting to himself that he liked the
attention from the soft, hard looking boy.

''Shit, Jungkook looks so hot today. I hope I can get to him at the party, imagine him going down
on me…'' he hears from behind him and turns his head, a disgusted expression at her. ''Sorry, I
didn't want you to hear it like this!'' she laughs.

''It's fine. Good luck to get him at the party.'' he opens a smile, going to the side of the bleachers,
already filling up with people, to grab his pompoms. Taehyung does his best to ignore the fact that
Jungkook is right there in the front row, just about two meters to the right.

Someone runs to get to his side and he turns to see Miyeon standing there, looking at the bikers
with her crop top from the uniform pulled down to show as much cleavage as possible.
''Jungkookie…'' she calls to get his attention and Taehyung scoffs.

''When are you taking me for a ride in your motorcycle? Want to have my hands around you the
while ride…'' Miyeon says with the sexiest voice she can pull off, twirling a strand of hair on her
finger. Taehyung pretends not to listen to the conversation.

''Whenever you want, babe.'' that does make his head turn to the other boy and Jungkook is already
looking. Was he doing it on purpose? Taehyung simply lifts an eyebrow and turns around again.
He didn't care. He was not affected. He was totally not biting the inside of his cheek to keep his
jealousy inside.

''If I get to ride your bike, I'll ride you afterwards.''

''That's a nice plan.'' Jungkook chuckles, winking at her who simply throws him a kiss and walks
away again. Jungkook's smile goes away immediately. His stomach does a flip just thinking about
doing something with a girl but he had an image to maintain and a man to make jealous. Taehyung
doesn't seem affected so he looks down at his feet, sighing. He wishes he could just say what he
wanted.
''Yo, Kim.'' Yugyeom screams and Taehyung exhales before turning to them with the nicest smile
he can pull off but that everyone could see was fake. ''I can see your ass with that tiny ass skirt. Be
a man, bro.'' some students around Yugyeom laugh.

''Must be sad that the only ass you're seeing is mine. A man's.'' Taehyung says still with his smile
because after all, he's not supposed to be so forward. Jungkook bites his lip to stop the smile that
wanted to form at Taehyung's comeback.

''How nice can that ass be when everyone you're with, fucks you once and leaves?'' Taehyung
laughs. He does laugh. People really didn't know him. ''You hook up with new people every time
and they never want you back, is it cool? To be rejected like that? Is it cool to live off of one
nightstands because no one likes you enough to have you again?''

''You literally have no idea of what you're talking about.''

''I know enough. You're going to be alone forever because you're a weird ass. A man in a skirt?
Who the fuck wants that?'' Taehyung doesn't answer. He has no idea of what to say. It took him so
much to accept himself to begin with that even though he has stopped caring about people's
opinions, deep down it still hurt.

Jungkook is looking at him with big eyes, waiting for the answer that never comes.

''TaeTae, the game is about to start, please come.'' Nira calls and Taehyung looks back at her with a
quick nod. He remains silent as he follows her.

''Dude, that was harsh.'' Yoongi says with a roll of the eyes. He hated those jokes but he never said
anything because they never got that harsh.

''We're all joking!'' Yugyeom says. Yoongi doesn't say anything else, simply sighs. Jungkook
doesn't say anything either despite wanting to. Taehyung didn't take it as a joke and neither did he.
Would he have to deal with such jokes, coming from his own friends, if he ever got the courage to
tell the truth? He doesn't like to think about it.

Fast-forward some minutes and the first half comes to an end. The cheerleaders hype the crowd for
a while, Jungkook only observing his favorite one, before they walk to the bleachers again to rest
before the game resumes.

''So, big guy, will I meet you at the party?'' Miyeon asks with a smirk.

''Sure.'' Jungkook shrugs. His stomach feels uneasy, he doesn't think he's even going to the party,
the girl would definitely be disappointed. He felt bad for doing that to her, but at the same time, he
didn't really care.

Taehyung doesn't like the situation. He doesn't like the thought of Jungkook and Miyeon and he
doesn't know why it bothers him. He only know he doesn't want it to happen. So, when they're
called to do their routine before the game resumes, he turns to Jungkook.

''Meet me after the game.'' Taehyung mouths, smirking at the way Jungkoo's eyes got wide as soon
as he got the message. But Jungkook nodded in confirmation, so he just walked away. Chest
blooming with victory. Jungkook bites his bottom lip, smile trying to break through. It worked.

The game resumes and soon it's over since Jungkook had been anticipating it. Their college wins
and it makes the party reasonable because if they had lost, it would be pitiful. Yoongi, Yugyeom
and the rest of the group gather their things, ready to leave for one of their dorms before the party.
''You're not coming?'' Seokjin asks when he realizes Jungkook is still sitting down, with no
intentions of getting up.

''No. I've got plans. I'll see you guys later.'' the group shrugs their shoulders, not questioning
further. Jungkook waits in the same spot for long minutes. Taehyung would take some time getting
showered and he didn't want to stand in the locker room's door for too long and look like he's
waiting for someone, so he stays in the field until he decides to go.

The blonde is getting out at the same time Jungkook arrives and they smile at each other. ''You
wanted me to come here?'' Jungkook asks, hands deep inside his jean's pockets to seem more
casual.

''Let's go to your dorm?'' he suggests, licking his lips. Jungkook gets the message right away and a
smile grows on his face. ''Ok don't smile like that, why are you so happy?''

''You're the one after me now.'' Jungkook giggles, getting a dramatic eye roll from the other.

''Never mind, I'll just go to my own dorm. Bye, Jeon.'' Taehyung tries to leave but a strong hand
grabs him before he gets to it.

''No, no. Let's go to mine. I've been waiting to do this again ever since that day.'' the walk to the
dorm isn't really comfortable neither is it awkward. Jungkook's dorm is on the first building when
walking from the field so they walk for less than five minutes. Five short minutes that are effective
when building enough sexual tension to distract them of their surroundings.

''Were you trying to make me jealous?'' Taehyung asks as Jungkook fiddles with his keys to open
the door.

''Maybe. Did it work?'' he bites his bottom lip, a shy smile taking over him soft features.

''You know it did. I don't like to be provoked.''

''I wasn't trying to provoke you, just wanted to get your attention and you're here so I consider it a
success.'' Jungkook takes off his jacker, walking closer to the other. ''I don't care for girls, I couldn't
care less about that one, I don't even know her name. I wasn't actually flirting, just trying to get you
to notice me again…''

''So you just gave hopes to a girl that possibly has a crush on you just because you want to get
under me again?'' Taehyung lifts an eyebrow and Jungkook goes silent.

''Sounded better in my head.'' he mumbles, looking down. ''I just- I wanted you again and I knew
you wouldn't approach me unless I did something to get your attention. Didn't want to hurt the girl
or anything like that, just wanted you. Don't make me feel bad about it…'' the ending comes as an
embarrassed whisper and he gulps.

''Well I guess you made it then.'' Taehyung leans in, their lips almost touching but not really. The
tips of their noses are together and Jungkook shyly smiles. ''When I get provoked, I get mad and if
I'm mad… I'm letting it out on you. You know that, right?''

''I… Really like the sound of that.'' Taehyung smirks, pushing the other by the shoulders and
Jungkook feels the comfortable material of the bed in his back a second later. ''I saw…'' he exhales
with the kisses on his neck. ''I saw you flirting with a guy yesterday…''

''Oh did you now?'' Taehyung's left hand rests on his slim waist as he continues pressing wet kisses
on his neck.
''Yes. I got really upset. You should be flirting with me instead of just a random guy.'' he mumbles,
disapproval coating his voice.

''I flirt with everyone, Jeon.''

''I know. I don't like it.'' he admits.

''I'm not asking you to accept it or not, it's just how it is, doll.'' Taehyung chuckles. Jungkook can't
accept that answer, he doesn't like to know Taehyung even looks at other people when Jungkook
can only look at him.

''But-'' he's kissed and shut down in a quick second, huffing against Taehyung's lips. His eyes close
as he kisses back though, not having enough self-control to refuse a kiss from the blonde male.

''Tae, Tae, wait-'' Jungkook pushes the other's chest and Taehyung is quick to lean away.

''Yes?'' he looks down at him with an eyebrow raised.

''Can we- Uh- Can we…'' Jungkook looks away, cheeks blushing uncountably.

''Don't be shy, baby boy, just say it.'' he cups Jungkook's cheek with one large hand, caressing it
with his thumb. Jungkook's breath hitches as he lifts his own hand to grab Taehyung's wrist
delicately.

''C-Can we do it in the shower? I see it in the movies and I'm just really curious.'' Jungkook
whispers, still holding Taehyung's wrist but not looking at him. ''I'd like to… experience that. And-
And if it's with you I'm sure it will be amazing so- please?'' Taehyung coos.

''Shower sex isn't as good as the movies make it seem.'' he answers with a chuckle. ''But we can do
anything you want.'' Taehyung gets up, pulling the other as well by the hand. Jungkook bites his lip
as two hands snake to the back of his thighs. ''Jump, baby.'' he does as he's told, circling Taehyung's
waist with his legs.

''Are you still angry, hyung? Still going to let it out on me?'' Jungkook asks, hands on both sides of
Taehyung's neck. ''I enjoy your roughness.'' before the blonde can even answer, Jungkook closes
the space between them. Taehyung continues walking with him on his lap, kissing back hungrily.
''H-Hyung?'' he moans when the other pulls away to kiss at his neck. ''Kookie really likes your
kisses.''

''I know, doll. You've said that.'' Taehyung sucks on his skin, determined to leave a pretty mark.

''Do you like Kookie's kisses too?'' Taehyung goes silent, settling Jungkook on top of the sink, their
eyes meeting. Jungkook's brown orbs are shining with excitement. Taehyung isn't sure of what to
say. That was a question that would require his honesty. He sighs at the answer his brain comes up
with.

''I do like Kookie's kisses.'' Taehyung is not so happy about saying it and Jungkook's huge smile
doesn't help.

''See? You should kiss me more, hyung…'' he whines, hands playing with Taehyung's hair, twirling
it in between his fingers.

''You like kisses that much?'' Jungkook nods almost childishly, tugging on the blonde hair. ''I
guess- I guess I can try to kiss you more. I don't do much kisses but… Ok, I can do that.'' he inhales
before leaning in again and capturing the other's lips between his own. Jungkook smiles, allowing
Taehyung to slip his tongue inside easily.

''Can't wait to feel you again.'' he giggles. ''I-I touched myself thinking of you earlier before the
game...''

''Oh did you now?'' Taehyung smirks. ''What did you do?'' the biker blushes, hiding his face on the
crook of Taehyung's neck.

''I-I tried uh, I tried fingering myself b-but it didn't feel the same so I just… did the usual. Thinking
it was you instead, your fingers, your… hand.'' he whispers, almost ashamed and Taehyung
chuckles. Something about Jungkook being so vulnerable for him was interesting.

''So you like my fingers?'' Jungkook nods. ''Why are you blushing so hard?'' he chuckles yet again
as he pulls away to look at him.

''Kookie feels embarrassed…'' Taehyung smirks, placing a finger under Jungkook's chin to make
him look up. ''You're always so desperate for attention yet turn so shy as soon as I touch you. Kinda
pathetic, don't you think?'' Jungkook pouts, tugging on Taehyung's shirt to bring him closer, their
tongues touching for mere seconds before he pulls the shirt off.

│►

By the time they're done, Jungkook is limp on Taehyung's lap, back still against the shower tiles
and forehead resting on the other's shoulder as he tries to steady his breath. Taehyung tires him out
just the perfect way, his whole body feeling numb.

''Can I put you down? Are your legs ok?'' Taehyung asks against his ear and Jungkook sniffs from
all the previous crying, nodding weakly. ''Let's get you cleaned up, c'mon.'' he puts the biker down,
grabbing the luffa and filling it up with shower gel. They're both silent as Taehyung focused on
getting both of them washed, focusing more on the other since Jungkook looks extremely down,
something Taehyung has realized is how he gets after anything sexual, and so he carefully cleans
him up.

Jungkook has his eyes closed during the whole time Taehyung washes his hair and the pout on his
lips makes the blonde chuckle every time he glances. ''Come here.'' only does he open his lids then,
seeing how Taehyung already has a towel around himself and holds another one.

He steps out of the tub, waiting for Taehyung to put the towel around his hips before hugging him.
Taehyung steps back in surprise. ''Jeon-''

''Kookie. Jeon is rude… I'm Kookie.'' he corrects in a soft voice, nuzzling his nose against
Taehyung's neck.

''Please let go of me-'' Taehyung starts but the arms around him get even tighter.

''D-Don't leave me yet. Please, hyung. Just- Stay for a little.'' Jungkook cries, eyes shining again
with new tears. Taehyung gulps, combing his bangs away.

''Just so I can dry your hair.'' Jungkook blinks.

''Oh, ok.'' he lowers his head to the front so the blonde can dry his hair with a towel and he's scared
to say the least. Would Taehyung leave now? Would Taehyung just get dressed and go home as he
did the other times? He doesn't want to cry on his own again. He doesn't want to feel all alone.

''Hyung?'' Taehyung looks up at him. ''Can I ask you something?'' he decides he has nothing to lose.
All his sense of shame is gone but his hands do shake. ''C-Can you cuddle me for a little?'' silence.
''I-I just need a few minutes to… stop feeling so terrible.''

Taehyung doesn't know what to say. He never stayed for anyone, he never held anyone afterwards,
why was he even thinking about Jungkook's request? He should just say no and leave. Though the
expression on the biker's face makes him gulp away his pride.

''Want to get dressed first?'' Jungkook's heart feels warm.

''Just underwear, please.'' Taehyung holds his hand for him to grab and walks both of them out,
gesturing for Jungkook to sit down on the bed as he searches the drawers for a pair of fresh boxers
and some socks to put on him. ''Kookie's tired.'' he yawns.

''Does Kookie want to sleep? Want hyung to put you to sleep?'' the blonde kneels down in front of
him to put on his socks, tickling his foot and getting a loud childish giggle out of him. ''Kookie
doesn't sound tired.''

''I'm just ticklish!'' he defends himself. ''And yes, Kookie wants some sleep… with hyung.'' his hand
wanders around Taehyung's arms for contact.

''Jungkook… I don't know…'' he leans away.

''Please…? Just a quick nap.'' Jungkook's pout makes him groan.

''Shit, Jungkook.'' he sighs. ''Ok, ok. Gosh, I've never done this, how are you getting me to do all of
this?'' Taehyung almost whispers as he helps Jungkook inside the covers, being pulled by the biker
to lay down as well before he can even think about it.

''You never… take care of the people you sleep with?'' Taehyung shakes his head. ''Hyung… some
of us get really sad, you shouldn't just leave. Last time you left I cried for twenty minutes on the
bench before I could get myself out of there.''

''You… cried?'' Taehyung feels guilty. Pretty fucking guilty.

''Yes… Kookie feels really down. That's why I always want some cuddles so I can just… go back
to normal.'' he drags himself closer, hugging Taehyung with both arms and throwing a leg over
him.

There's silence for a few minutes where Taehyung simply plays with Jungkook's hair, looking at
his relaxed expression on top of his chest but he feels guilty. He wasn't that aware that sub space
could get someone to feel that sad. He feels bad. So he speaks again.

''I'm sorry that I left. I didn't know you felt that bad. I just- I never really took care of anyone
afterwards because… I don't know, I'm an asshole.''

''That you are…'' Jungkook giggles, kissing Taehyung's chest.

''How do I… make you feel better? Don't want to leave you crying again.'' he whispers, voice filled
with regret. He feels shitty.

''Just hold me, hyung. Kookie likes cuddles.'' Jungkook holds him tighter, giggling when he gets
pulled up so their faces are close, both laying on the pillows. Their eyes are locked and Taehyung
feels uneasy so he has to look away. ''Can you kiss me?'' Taehyung gulps and Jungkook catches
that, slowly losing his hopeful smile. ''Sorry, hyung. You don't have to, you told me you don't
really-''
But a pair of lips touch his so slowly it knocks the air out of his lungs. They never kissed like that,
not even one single kiss. Taehyung's lips feel even softer and pillowy and he wishes he could feel
them all the time on his own. ''Hm…''

''Now sleep. You look tired.''

''I am tired. Kookie will sleep now…'' he closes his eyes, leaning so his forehead rests against
Taehyung's, legs tangled together in a mess but a good one. A comfortable mess. Taehyung feels
weird but he does hug the other close to him, running a finger up and down his back to maybe help
him sleep faster, pressing some kisses to his cheek.

''Sleep well.'' and Jungkook does fall asleep for about twenty minutes, roughly, maybe even less,
before his eyes flutter opened and his grabby hands search for the warm body to hold against
himself again but doesn't find anything.

His eyes quickly open and he sits down in less than a second. ''Hyung…?'' was Taehyung in the
bathroom? ''Kookie is cold, where are you?'' he hugs the covers close to his chest with a whimper,
blinking the already forming tears away. ''H-Hyung…?'' nothing.

The clothes that were sprawled all over the floor aren't there anymore and neither are the towels.
Jungkook's chest hurts as the loneliness hits him yet again. He feels abandoned, it feels worse than
Taehyung just leaving, he left him while he was sleeping. He grabs his pillow on his lap, letting
the first tear fall down. And following that one, many more.

He didn't think Taehyung would go, specially after knowing how down Jungkook feels after those
moments, he didn't think he would wake up cold and alone, but that's exactly how he felt. Cold and
alone. Really, really alone.

A pathetic sob makes him feel frustrated for even having hope of waking up in Taehyung's arms.
He's so pathetic, crying so much because of that. But he couldn't stop, stop himself.

His head snaps up at the sound of keys on his door and he sniffs, confused. No one had the keys to
his dorm. Jungkook then holds the pillow closer, scared of what could be happening. Was he going
to be robbed? He couldn't defend himself in that state.

But no. Taehyung enters, closing the door behind himself and throwing Jungkook's keys to the
small table next to the door. There's two plastic bags on his hand when he turns back and he half
smiles. ''You're awa- What happened?!''

Taehyung puts the bag down, walking quickly towards the boy sitting on the bed. ''Why are you
crying? What happened? Are you hurt?'' Jungkook shakes his head, looking down.

''I thought you had left…''

''No, baby, I just went to get you some food and banana milk since I saw an empty pack when I was
throwing the tissues away. Thought maybe you like it.'' he shows a kind smile and Jungkook grins
back.

''Y-You bought me 'nana milk?'' his eyes shine.

''You big baby.'' he smiles. ''Yes, I bought you banana milk. Want one?'' Jungkook nods multiple
times, clapping his hands as Taehyung gets up to go get what he bought minutes before in the
nearest store. ''Here, it's opened.''

''You're the best.'' Jungkook takes it to his mouth immediately, taking a big sip. Taehyung watches
him for a few seconds before sitting down again. ''You never stare at me, what's happening?'' he
pouts.

''Why were you crying?''

''I told you, hyung. Lonely. Thought I was alone.'' he sniffs, drinking more from his banana milk.

''Yeah but why would you be so sad if I had left? I stayed for a little.'' Jungkook continues to drink
his milk, both hands holding it up and Taehyung can't help but to find him adorable. Who would
know the big biker was such a tiny baby?

''I don't want you to leave me again after sex. Please. I want you to stay with me. Hold me. Kiss
me. Just- be there for me.''

''Jungkook…'' Taehyung runs a hand through his hair. ''You realize this can't happen again, right?''
Jungkook whimpers, looking down at his own lap.

''But why?'' Jungkook whispers. ''W-Why? Why don't you want to do this again? I desire you so
much, why… why are our opinions so different? Am I not attractive? Or is it because I get needy?
I-I can't control it, hyung. I don't know what gets over me, I just… feel small and alone.'' he sounds
so sad it has Taehyung gulping.

''I know you can't control it, baby, I understand. The only reason I didn't take care of you the other
times it's because I'm not used to it, I'm an asshole in a way. I am taking care of you now and I will
only leave when you go back to your annoying cocky self.'' he sighs. ''And you're attractive, don't
think I don't find you extremely pretty and hot but… shit, Jeon, I don't do this. This serious talk,
this taking care of, this is not something I'm used to. You get sad and it makes me feel guilty, I
don't want you sad. This can't happen again.''

''I get sad naturally, not because it's with you… These moments with you make me happy. You
hugging me made me feel warm.'' Taehyung gulps and he watches the other sip from his banana
milk again.

''Jeon… why happy? What's going on?''

''Isn't it obvious at this point?'' he mumbles, fiddling with his own fingers. Taehyung is silent, only
looking at him, desperately wishing the next words aren't what he's thinking they may be. ''I've
been watching you from a distance ever since college started. I-I didn't know what to do. My
friends… I mean, Yugyeom makes stupid jokes but they got your attention, they got you to say
something back or to at least… acknowledge him so I thought maybe you'd notice me too without
me having to… act on my interest.''

Silence.

''That first day on the lockers was the first time I completely accepted the fact that I have this
stupid huge crush on you. And now I don't see why keeping a secret from you anymore since I
can't expose myself further than what I have already. You've seen everything I have.''

''Jeon…''

''Jungkook.'' he corrects with a pout.

''Jungkook. Jungkook, that gives me even more reasons to go away right now.'' Jungkook blinks. ''I
don't do relationships, baby. I don't even stay after sex, I never-'' he goes quiet, rubbing his temples.
He doesn't want Jungkook, he had no idea the boy felt like that.
''B-But hyung…'' he places one hand on the side of Taehyung's face, caressing it with the utmost
care. The blonde grabs his wrist, pulling it away but kisses his palm before letting the arm fall on
his lap. ''Tae, don't push me away. Please.''

''I'll stay for a little longer, make sure you won't be left hurt and crying again, but I won't stay. I've
told you so many times, you made this happen again. You'll have to… get over whatever interest
you have in me which by the way, I'm sorry you do.'' he gets up from the bed to grab the plastic
bags, going back to the sad boy sitting there.

''Hyung?'' Jungkook calls. ''I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I ever hurt you by… not stopping the jokes. I
know they're awful, they hurt me too. I apologize.''

Taehyung chuckles, taking a bag of chips out and handing it to Jungkook, who's eyes shine just at
the sight of some snacks. ''I couldn't give two shits about what Yugyeom says, it hurts in a vague
way. But whatever, apologies accepted, I guess.''

''Good.'' Jungkook giggles, popping the bag opened and diving in immediately. ''Can we cuddle
some more before you go?''

''No, I'm sorry.'' he rolls his eyes, throwing a chip at the blonde.

''Why…!'' Jungkook whines.

''Because you like me, Jungkook. I don't want to be leading you on or giving you false hope. It's
better if we don't cuddle, ok? I'll stay here, we can even watch a movie, but you have your own
space and I have mine.''

''You're no fun.'' he mumbles, turning on the television to search for something to watch.

''I'm doing this to protect your feelings, you should thank me.'' Taehyung chuckles, resting his back
on the bedframe, eyes on the television where Jungkook tries to find something mildly interesting.

''I'd be happier if you stopped being closed off and tried…''

''Let's watch the movie, yeah?'' Jungkook huffs, laying his head on Taehyung's lap in a way that he
can still look at the screen. ''I said no cuddles.'' he doesn't push him away though.

''Shut up, hyung. Pet baby's hair.'' Jungkook mumbles again.

''I don't see a baby here.''

''Of course you do. It's me. I'm the baby.''

''What am I going to do with you…'' he sighs, resting his hand on Jungkook's head and moving his
fingers ever so slowly.

''Kiss me.''

''No.''

''Meanie.''

│►

Jungkook rocks on the heels of his black boots, hands shaking inside his leather jacket. He's been
standing by the locker room for what feels like hours but in fact he has no idea of how long has it
been, too nervous to actually check the time.

His motorcycle parked right by this side and he leans against it carefully as he waits. The cheer
practice may have ended already and he's too scared to know. ''Calm down, Jungkook.'' he
mumbles to himself, inhaling deeply.

The ring indicating the end of classes sounds from behind him and he knows it's a matter of time
before he's surrounded by people enjoying their break. That makes him even more nervous since
he knows what he's about to do.

His head snaps up at the sound of a door closing but it's just the group of girls coming out from
practice and so he sighs, crossing his arms. That's not who he was waiting for there. The girls look
in his way, giggling to each other before changing their direction.

''Hey, Jungkook.'' one of them says, a hand on her hip as they stop in front of him.

''Leave, bitch.'' Miyeon comes to the front with a laugh, not meaning it in a hurtful way to her
friend and looking back to Jungkook. ''Hey hottie.''

''Hey.'' he answers, uninterested, looking through them to keep an eye on the locker room's door.
He wanted Taehyung, not them.

''You didn't go to the party. I was waiting for you there…'' she pouts as she leans towards him. He
leans away.

''Yeah, had things to do.'' his answer dry, not even making eye contact.

''You could've done me, big boy. What was so much more interesting than this?'' her hands open
the first button of her blouse and the girls cheer for her playfully. Jungkook scoffs.

''Where's Taehyung? Did he come to practice?'' all the girls look at each other, confused. Why was
Jungkook asking for him?

''TaeTae? Yeah, he did.'' Nira is the one to answer. ''Did you come to be mean to him? ''I'll slap
you, I don't care who you are. Tae is our soft boy, he can't be hurt.'' soft. Jungkook almost chokes
at that. Taehyung hasn't been necessarily soft with him so far. Well, apart from when he took care
of him after the last time they were together. It makes his heart feel warm every time he thinks
about it.

But then he feels sad. Did Taehyung hold him and take care of him strictly because he felt bad?
Strictly to make him go back to normal comfortably? Or did Taehyung care for him? Even if just a
little? Thoughts like so made him have hope.

''Where is he?'' he asks, ignoring what they said. Jungkook would never be mean to Taehyung so
he doesn't even open his mouth not to let that out.

''We don't share the locker room, so I don't know. Maybe left already.'' Nira shrugs.

''Why are we talking about TaeTae? I'm trying to seduce you, don't be dumb.'' she puts a hand on
his arm, letting it fall towards his bicep where she squeezes experimentally. ''Woo, that's hard.''
Miyeon bites her bottom lip with a smile.

Taehyung straightens his black skirt to make sure it's presentable before throwing his sports bag
over his shoulder. Practice got him tired up and his patience was already running out from morning
classes so he just wants to get to his dorm and relax.
First thing he sees as he pushes the door to the outside is the group of cheerleaders giggling around
someone. Jungkook, to be more specific. Why was he right there in front of the locker rooms? Was
he doing it on purpose again? Taehyung rolls his eyes. He was so out of patience already.

He was not about to deal with Jungkook's attempts to get sex again. Specially when his attempts
came down to get on his nerves. Their eyes meet and Taehyung shakes his head before walking
away.

''Excuse me…'' Jungkook pushes away from the bike, making his way past the girls.

''What the fuck, Jungkook? Are you interested or not? I'm starting to feel like a fool.'' Miyeon holds
his forearm and he feels bad. He gave her hopes when he didn't want anything from her. Jungkook
gives her an apologetic look before rushing towards the boy just a few meters away. All their eyes
following him to make sure he wouldn't be rude to their… well, soft Taehyung.

''Tae. Tae, wait.'' but he doesn't stop, he walks even faster. He didn't want to talk to Jungkook
again, specially because he knows what the other wants.

Taehyung didn't enjoy seeing him surrounded by the girls, he didn't know exactly why it made his
stomach drop but he wasn't just about to even think about it. He just wants to go away. His day has
been stressful enough on its own, he doesn't need Jungkook's dramas.

A hand gets ahold of his wrist and he pulls his arm away quickly, turning back. ''What the fuck do
you want?''

''Wow, chill.'' Jungkook takes a step back in surprise. ''What's wrong?''

''What wrong is that I want to go to my dorm and you're not letting me. What is that you don't
understand?! I've told you so many fucking times I don't want you to continue coming back but you
do just that. What's your problem? The fuck do you want from me? You want to get hurt? Is that
it?!'' Jungkook is silent.

He can feel everyone's eyes on them but he can only look at Taehyung who has an extremely
unhappy face. ''Don't you understand I'm just trying to protect your fucking feelings? Stop acting
like a stupid horny child, Jeon.''

''What if I don't want you to protect me?''

''I'm not going to keep using you for sex.'' Taehyung waves a hand, rolling his eyes. ''I'm not in the
mood for this. Rethink your decisions, Jungkook. Goodbye.'' he tries to leave and only groans
when a hand keeps him there.

''How are you using me if I'm the one who keeps coming to you? I want this, Tae.''

''You don't want just sex, Jungkook. You have feelings involved. I never wanted anyone suffering
for me or whatever, I'm not that guy. You have so many people thirsting for you, go get your dick
wet somewhere else.'' Jungkook pouts. ''I don't want people hurt and you're hurting yourself and
making me feel guilty when I shouldn't since I have clearly told you I don't date. I don't. Get that in
your hard ass head.''

''But…'' he starts, taking a step closer. ''Tae… Why can't you just- try?''

''You're forcing me to suddenly want a relationship just because you like getting fucked?''
Taehyung raises an eyebrow, patience at its lowest.
''What- no! Of course not!'' Jungkook whines, arms unsure of what to do. ''It's not even about the
sex… I mean, don't get me wrong, that's more than fucking amazing but it's about you, I just…
fuck it.''

He cups both of Taehyung's cheeks with his hands, pressing their lips together. They can both hear
the gasps followed by complete silence. No one was chatting anymore, no one was walking. The
stares felt even harder and Jungkook's heart was hammering.

Though when he attempts to deepen the kiss and actually move, Taehyung pushes his chest rather
harshly. ''What the fuck?!'' Taehyung almost yells at him. ''Are you out of your mind? In front of
everyone? What the hell?!''

''I-I want you to know I'm serious about this, I don't mind them knowing-''

''Oh you don't mind them knowing you're forcing me to kiss you when I've told you so many
fucking times that I don't want it? Yeah, ok.'' Taehyung scoffs, readjusting the strap of his bag.

''Tae, please, don't say it like that…''

''Don't come near me, Jeon. I'm serious.'' he throws him a last glance before walking away from
the boy who's more than close to tears. Jungkook looks at Taehyung walking away with his heart
breaking with each step the blonde takes. He can hear the people talking, he can hear his name in
the gossips. His chest feels tight and it hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts a lot.

''Jungkook-'' he recognizes the voice and he hears the quick steps. Soon, Yoongi, Seokjin and
Yugyeom stand by his side with confused looks. ''What happened?'' Yoongi is the one to ask and
Jungkook looks at them with eyes filled with tears.

''Jungkook, what happened? Are you ok? Why are you crying?'' Seokjin hugs him sideways
immediately, trying to understand why was their friend looking so hurt. ''Please talk, I've never
seen you like this.'' he insists.

''I'm more curious about the fact that you were kissing Taehyung. First I thought he had attacked
you but he was the one leaving and you're here crying like a girl so what the hell happened here?''
Yugyeom asks with an eyebrow raised.

''I swear to God, dude…'' Yoongi warns through gritted teeth.

''What? I want to know if I've been hanging out with a hidden flower. Will you start wearing gay
ass skirts too now?'' Jungkook's breath starts getting faster and faster. He was out. ''Have you ever
fantasized about any of us? Wait… ew, I've undressed many times in front of you, please tell me
you never-'' he's shut up with a first connecting to his jaw and Yoongi curses the pain that hits his
knuckles straight away. ''Yoongi, what the fuck?!''

''Jungkook has been our friend for years, what the fuck is your problem?!'' Yoongi screams. ''Shut
your fucking homophobic mouth, you hear me?'' he spits before turning to the crying boy hugging
Seokjin tight. ''Let's go.'' Yoongi leads them away from there.

They can feel the stares. They can hear the comments, they can feel how fast the news are
spreading. Jungkook can't keep his tears in. He was out and Taehyung rejected him. The two things
he was the most scared of happened one right after the other. He can't stop crying.
│►

''C'mon, Jungkook, don't cry. Please, please breathe.'' Jin instructs, leading him inside his dorm.
''Please tell us what happened, ok?'' but Jungkook only sobs, sitting down on his bed with shame
across his eyes.

''You're our best friend, we won't judge you. Please trust us.'' Yoongi encourages.

''About a month or so ago… remember when you went to take a piss and I waited for you in front
of the locker rooms? The day I came out of them really… blushed and uh, weird?'' Jungkook starts
and Yoongi looks away for a second as if trying to remember.

''Oh yeah, I remember. What about it?''

''Well…'' he sighs. ''Something happened that day with Taehyung. He came out looking all…
himself and I don't even know how that happened, it was so sudden and quick but- but-'' he's
embarrassed and they can both tell it, not only by the deep blush on his cheek but also by the way
his voice trembles.

''Kooks, you can just say it. We won't judge or leave, be as opened as you need. You're our best
friend, our little one. Please believe us when we say we will listen and take it in.'' Jungkook nods,
sniffing his tears away before he continues.

''We had sex. Well, kinda. He uh, oh my God, the image you have of me will be completely ruined.
I'm so embarrassed to say this to you, no one knows about this side of me, only him.'' Jungkook
hides his face while whining. Truth is, he had done some things before Taehyung, he had
experienced some things with guys from out of college but they never got him deep in his
submissive state.

They never got him completely at their mercy, they just… messed around for a few minutes.

''Know about what?''

''You know what subspace is…?'' he mumbles and the other two share a confused look.

''Not really?'' Jin is the first one to answer and Yoongi shrugs.

''I never really dealt with it, only know what I've read online so do go deeper if you want us to
really understand.'' he nods, gulping away the embarrassment. They were his best friends, he
should be comfortable.

''When I'm touched the right way and feel really satisfied I…'' Jungkook's cheeks turn red again.
He feels shy. ''I get really needy. I feel small and… and submissive. I'm embarrassed so we'll just…
move on with the story. He got me there with just talking so I was really just at his mercy on that
bench and then he stopped.''

He frowns, remembering how frustrated he felt.

''He didn't even take his clothes off, he already knew he wasn't going to actually go through with it,
he stopped right when I was about to cum and told me to finish myself because I was always an
asshole to him because of the jokes Yug and the others make.'' he sighs. ''Anyways, le left. Some
days after I was there again to give him his skirt back-'' he stops.

''Why did you keep his skirt?'' Seokjin chuckles but lifts an eyebrow at the silence that settles in the
room. ''Jungkook?''
''He made me wear the skirt since that's what they make more fun of.'' Jungkook mumbles, eyes
everywhere but on his friends.

''Oh.'' they say at the same time. ''Oh that's… that's interesting to say the least. What did he do if he
wasn't even naked?''

''His fingers…''

''Oh.'' again. ''I would never in my life think that boy isn't the one getting fucked.'' Yoongi's
expression is almost comical. ''But please go on, this is more than entertaining.''

''Shut up.'' Jungkook complains with a frown, hugging his pillow. ''I gave him his skirt and we
ended up doing the same thing. But that time we actually… uh, he fucked me against the lockers.''
he decides not to share that he lost his virginity that day. Too personal.

''Ok… is there more to the story?''

''Yes. He's an asshole in a way. Don't go by his cute looks, he doesn't care about feelings, he told
me that many times but I've been crushing on him ever since I saw him so…''

''You what?!'' Jin almost screams. ''Why didn't you tell us?!''

''I was scared! What if you all reacted like Yug did? I still am so fucking scared. I know, I really
fucking know there will be jokes, I know people will comment and I'm terrified of that. Not even
my family knows I'm gay and fuck, I'm scared.''

''We will be here with you, Kooks. Always. You know that.'' Yoongi assures. ''Now please, go on.''

''Right. Then the other day during the game I was flirting with that girl to get him jealous and it
worked perfectly. He has told me since the first time that it couldn't happen again but I'm an idiot
and I really like him so I kept finding my ways to get him and it worked again. He came to my
dorm and we did it again. I confessed and he told me it wouldn't happen. A us. We wouldn't
happen. I grew some balls to ask him out and that's why I kissed him today. Didn't get to ask him
out because he rejected me before I had the chance but… whatever. Now everyone knows and I
want to die because he rejected me and I'm out.''

''I never thought he would be the asshole one.'' Jin scratches his chin in a thinking pose. ''It's so
weird to think of it… He doesn't look like that, you know? He looks cute and nice. It's really
weird.''

''As weird as Kooks in a skirt?'' Yoongi snickers and a pillow is thrown at his head. But they all
laugh. He didn't say it to hurt him, rather to cheer him up. ''You look like the big boy but are
actually the baby. How cute. No one will ever guess that just by looking at you two.''

''Stop mocking me!'' he giggles.

''I'm not! I'm just saying.'' Jin lifts his hands defensively. ''But on a serious tone, don't be an idiot
and go to him again. You have to stop running after someone who doesn't deserve you. If he has
told you many times it won't happen then you can't continue to hurt yourself. He doesn't deserve it,
Kooks. If he was as soft as he looks, I would support this a hundred percent because you being gay
changes nothing. You're still out best friend but he's an asshole.''

''We don't want you hurt, kid. Don't run after him again, hear me?'' Jungkook doesn't answer. ''I
said, hear me?''
''Yes…'' he mumbles then. ''But- But I really like him… I have for so long…''

''Do you like his dick or him? Because if it's his dick then just find another one, don't suffer for a
fucking penis, Kook.''

''He's the best thing ever in bed but it's not about that. I want to kiss him and hold his hands and
cuddle and wake up to him calling me beautiful.'' his eyes shine when his mind creates that image
in his head.

Both Yoongi and Seokjin make obnoxious puking sounds and Jungkook rolls his eyes with a smile.
They accepted him, they still love him and that made him feel a whole lot better about the situation
he found himself in.

│►

Two knocks on the door make Taehyung get up from the bed and rush towards it. Was it
Jungkook? He wouldn't allow him in so he looks through the peephole where he sees his best
friend instead. He swings the door opened almost immediately.

''Hey Minie.''

''Hey bub.'' Jimin greets with a smile, kissing Taehyung's forehead. ''Guess what I just saw. Seokjin
and Yoongi helping a sobbing Jungkook to get inside his dorm. I didn't get what happened because
I was already on my way here but he was really crying.''

''Jungkook was crying?'' Taehyung's voice comes out quickly.

''Yes! Like, full on sobbing. I wonder what happened to make that tough asshole cry that much.''
Jimin chuckles, throwing himself on Taehyung's bed.

''Oh my God, I'm a fucking asshole. I'm the asshole. I shouldn't even- Why did- Oh my fuck.''
Taehyung paces around the dorm and Jimin lifts an eyebrow. His best friend is walking side to side
with a hand gripping his hair and it makes him tilts his head.

''What? What are you talking about?''

''Coming out is so hard already and I left him alone after that. And I rejected him. How the fuck is
he feeling? I shouldn't have rejected him in front of everyone, I could have had a talk inside
instead…'' he continues pacing and Jimin feels dizzy just from looking.

''I'm so fucking confused. What are you talking about?!'' Taehyung sighs before starting the
explanations. Jimin stays completely silent throughout the whole story, not knowing what to say.
Not even the smallest of the comments. Nothing. He doesn't utter a word and by the ending, his
jaw is almost on the floor.

''…and then I walked away. Poor guy, coming out is already so fucking tough on its own… I
shouldn't have left him. At least he has his friends on his side… I'm such an asshole.''

''Yeah, Tae… that was an asshole move.'' Jimin finally speaks. ''I have so many questions but we'll
get to them later. He wasn't right either, getting you on the spot like that even though you told him
many times you didn't want to be with him again.''

''Right?! If he at least had come here or whatever but no. He kissed me in front of everyone!'' he
throws his hands in the air, exasperated. ''Now I feel really bad. Fuck. He could have talked to me
for real about things, come to my dorm or something, not put me on the spot like that, everyone
was looking at us expecting a reaction and I just wanted to slap him.''

''You should have taken him inside to reject him instead of leaving the boy there though, that
makes me feel kinda bad.'' Jimin shrugs.

''I know. I didn't think clearly because I was already pissed. Honestly, fuck this. At least now it's
over.'' Jimin furrows his brows questioningly. ''I don't think he's stupid enough to come running to
me again. It's over now, I don't have to worry about him just appearing again, I can just go back to
my normal life now.'' Taehyung explains, sitting next to his best friend on the bed.

''What if he comes again?''

''I'll ignore him. It's for his own good, Jimin. You think I enjoy breaking hearts? I make things very
clear, I make sure people know I don't get attached because I don't want to hurt them. I don't like
this situation at all.''

''Well now you have the biker kneeling on your feet.'' he jokes and Taehyung sighs.

''I hope he gets up then.''

│►

Avoid.

That's what they both did from then on. Every time their paths crossed in the hallways or anywhere
else, they would sneak a glance and look the opposite way. Despite wanting to run to the other and
make things right, neither knew how to.

And there were comments. A lot of comments, some gossips and people trying to guess what
happened between the two but the both of them remained quiet, never answering any of the
annoying questions that wouldn't stop coming their way.

Taehyung wasn't happy to say he couldn't stop thinking about those doe eyes shining for him.
Couldn't stop thinking about those adorable front teeth peeking every time Jungkook tried to
contain his smile. The way Jungkook needed him there, the way he talked as if that was the
happiest thing that he was ever rewarded with.

And Jungkook definitely wasn't doing any better. If he already couldn't stop imagining himself
with the blonde, it only got worse after actually having a small taste of what it could be like to be
with him. To actually be with him.

But they needed time. They both needed it. Jungkook to understand his true value and Taehyung to
think everything through. To think about what he actually wants. And that's all he seems to think
about ever since. Two weeks with those big eyes in mind.

The knocking on his door makes him lift his head up from the pillow, a sigh crawling up slowly
from the deepest parts of his chest before he gets up. His steps lazy and anyone who saw it could
tell he didn't want to open the door. Though that goes away once he looks through the peephole
and sees his best friend.

Taehyung opens the door with a little smile, motioning him to get inside his little dormitory. ''Hey,
Tae.'' Jimin kisses his cheek, walking in. ''You missed the last class and didn't tell me you weren't
attending. I was worried, came up to check on you.''

''Sorry I just… didn't feel like going.'' he sighs as he sits down in bed. Jimin frowns. ''I miss him.
There, I said it. Fuck, I said it.'' but that only makes Jimin frown even more. Confusion written all
over his face.

''Miss who?'' Jimin chuckles, clueless. ''You've been down for a while now, is it because you miss
someone? Who do you miss?''

''You know who.'' Taehyung mumbles, looking away. He's far too embarrassed to embrace the fact
that he just said that out loud. Far too embarrassed to admit it to himself in the first place.

''Are you talking about Jungkook?'' his voice is so amused that it only gets silence a pout from the
blonde. ''Oh my God! You miss the biker!''

''Don't repeat it!'' Taehyung pushes his shoulder, letting himself fall on the bed. ''Am I stupid?
Maybe I'm just sick, right? I barely even held a full normal conversation with him, how can I miss
him when all we had was sex? I shouldn't even be thinking about him.'' he huffs. ''Help me.''

''Tae… you're emotionally constipated. You always have been and someone is finally getting under
that strong facade you hold. I know you like him, I knew it from the day you told me what was
going on. I could see it but decided I shouldn't mention it.'' Jimin starts, his playful smile not
leaving for a second.

''Shut up. You're not helping.''

''Of course I am. I'm telling you that you feel like this because you're not used to someone being…
well, there. The dude likes you, he went to the point of exposing himself to the entire college just to
go on a date with you and you can't possibly tell me it doesn't get to you.'' silence. ''I know it does.''
Taehyung sighs.

''It does and that's what's scary. I think I like him, I don't know. He's cute, I guess. I like the fact
that he's had a crush on me for so long, that's kind of adorable. And- I don't know. He's uh, cute.'' a
few seconds of silence go by before he whines, rubbing his eyes. ''I miss that stupid idiot, what
should I do?''

''You were kind of an asshole to him so you should apologize… give you both some time, I know
you've been away from each other since he came out but maybe a little more time. Or just fucking
go for it, it's your choice to make, I'm just advising.'' he combs Taehyung's hair slowly, shrugging.
''The guy was probably really hurt, you know. If you actually like him as more than just a hookup,
you must tell him that before anything else.''

''I need to talk to him… I'm avoiding that because I have no idea how to say hey, I missed your
dumb face and your stupid comments and the stupid way you needed my attention.'' Jimin laughs
at that, his giggles filling up the small room.

''Maybe say that. Without the insults that you don't mean. Maybe say hey, I missed your pretty face
and your funny comments and the cute way you needed my attention.'' he suggests. ''That sounds
more like the truth.''

''I'm too much of a coward to say that, Min.'' Taehyung mumbles. ''But if I keep waiting he will
probably just move on, he must hate me now.''

''You won't know until you try it, Tae.'' Jimin giggles. ''Can't believe you're finally settling down.
With, of all people, that guy.'' the blonde slaps his leg, a frown very much present on his soft
features.

''Don't talk like that, he's not a bad guy. He's actually really sweet…''
''He never defended you once from his friend's homophobic ass jokes, how sweet can he be?''
silence settles in the room and is soon broken by Taehyung's nth sigh before speaking again.

''Coming out is hard, you know that. He was scared, I don't blame him, he never really made jokes
about me, if I have to count it, happened two or three times in all this time. I understand he was
scared, I'm really not mad at him for not standing up for me then.'' he says, words slow and almost
shy. ''I really need to talk to him. And apologize for being an asshole.''

''Whenever you decide it's time to do so, you better come to me afterwards because I want to know
everything.''

│►

Jungkook sighs to himself, sulking even more on his bed. His sad sigh gets the attention of his two
best friends who stop watching the movie to look at him. ''I'm so sad.'' he says then, eyes on the
ceiling where they have been the entire time.

What's even the movie name? He doesn't know.

Seokjin hits the space bar on the computer, pausing the movie to focus on him. ''Taehyung?'' the
boy nods, his eyebrows coming together in a sad frown. ''It's been two weeks, how are you still sad
about this?!''

''Because I love him, let me be.''

''You don't love him, you talked like two times.'' Jungkook sits down in a second, looking angrier
this time. Well, maybe not that angry since his pout doesn't allow him to look as he wants. Yoongi
blinks.

''Have you heard of love at first sight? It was love at first dicking, innovation has to happen, this is
how modern society works, bro.'' he punches his mattress with no force at all. ''I've been wanting to
talk to him since forever, I've been watching him from afar ever since I first laid my eyes on him.
Of course I'm sad that I lost him.''

''You… never had him…'' Jin whispers and he's soon met with a pillow followed by a loud cry.
''Hey, hey, no tears!'' but it's too late.

''Why am I so stupid? I could've just been honest with everyone from the start instead of hiding
who I really am. He probably hates me for not standing up for him and all that, I'm such a coward.
I just want-'' a whine. ''I just want him again. Even if just for sex, I don't care, at least he's there…''
he fiddles with the hem of his shirt, eyes filled with tears.

''Kookie, c'mon, don't say that. That'd be a toxic ass relationship, you don't want that. If you have
feelings you can't just let yourself be used for sex just to be close to him. He said many times he
doesn't do dates and that he doesn't want it, you have to move on. Think of yourself first, you're not
his sex doll, Jungkook. You're way more than just… well, an ass.'' Yoongi places a hand on his
knee, rubbing is soothingly. ''Don't lower yourself that much, please.''

''I just want to be close to him…'' his pout makes his words almost incoherent and his eyes are
filled up with new tears yet again.

''You can't go to him, this is a demand. I've had enough of this.'' Seokjin says then, voice strong
and assertive. ''He's an asshole and he's mean to you so unless he sees your true value and wants
you for real, then you're not talking to him. Hear me?''
''Yes…'' he knows they're right, he knows he shouldn't continue suffering for Taehyung when the
boy told him, for the start, that nothing would ever happen between them.

Then why does it hurt so much? Why does his heart scream at him to just run through campus to
Taehyung's dorm and ask him to just hold him while he cries? That would make him happy
already. Just that. Just a hug.

There was a big possibility of Taehyung actually not wanting anything to do with him and it hurt to
even think of it that way, but truth is, Jungkook doesn't mind it. He wanted to be close to the
cheerleader, even if it meant continue hurting himself every time.

Good thing he has his friends who stop him from running to Taehyung again. Because it would've
happened not even three days after being rejected in public. It would. He knows himself enough to
know he'd be weak and run after what his heart wants. His friends kept him grounded.

│►

Taehyung continues to rotate his neck both directions, making sure to stretch his muscles properly.
He hasn't attended the cheer practice ever since the incident but he couldn't miss the stupid game
that was taking place that day so there he was. Stretching out a few feet away from the others to
avoid any type of question.

Only does he sigh to himself as they make their way towards him. Miyeon is the one at front, the
one he knew would be the least happy about the news. She has a crush on Jungkook and he knew
about it. Taehyung wasn't scared of confrontation, he couldn't care less about the possibility of her
being angry, but he would very much like to stay calm.

''Why didn't you tell us?'' she asks. ''Don't you trust us? We've been friends for a while now, why
didn't you tell us you were seeing Jungkook?''

''Because I wasn't. We fucked once or twice, that's all.'' he shrugs his shoulders. He didn't lie so he
didn't really mind saying that.

''Then why has he been looking at you with puppy eyes ever since he sat down?'' Nira speaks then.
He blinks. Weren't they all upset that he has something with the oh so straight Jungkook? ''Ignoring
how shocking it is that he's into guys… does he like you? We know you're not one to
relationships.'' Taehyung sighs, dropping his pompons.

''Yes, he does. We don't have anything though, you can still try to get with him or whatever you
were trying to do.'' he gestures towards Miyeon who frowns, crossing her arms.

''I won't try to get him inside my pants knowing he likes someone. Also, knowing he's gay. I was
actually happy when I saw him kissing you that day, happy for you two, but then you pushed him
away and we were all so surprised. Then he started crying and we never saw you again at
practice…''

''I needed to be away from everyone, I guess.'' he sighs. ''We should go, the game is about to start.''
they nod to each other, all making their way to the center of the field, holding their pompons in
their hands, ready to go over their routine.

''You should talk to him if you haven't yet.'' Nira says, her hand on his lower back. ''He has been
looking at you from the moment he sat down, he looks sad. And you didn't look happy a few
moments ago talking about it, have a feeling you have multiple unsolved things to go through
together…''
But he doesn't have time to say anything back. He simply goes to his position, doing his best to
avoid looking at the all black dressed group – Yugyeom nowhere to be seen – because he knows he
would get distracted by Jungkook if they met eyes.

Jimin's words are still in his mind and his own confessions too. He wonders if he will be able to
actually say them out loud for someone else. Someone who's not his childhood best friend.

But after he does their routine, the smile on his face as fake as ever, he walks over to the bleachers,
right to the biker group. Jungkook laid his heart out for him every time, it's his turn to be honest.
He owes him that much. Honesty.

''Hey, no, go the fuck away.'' one guy, shorter in frame, says, already standing up in front of
Jungkook who didn't even see Taehyung approaching, too immersed in looking down at his down
feet, wondering when would he be able to go back to his dorm.

''Leave Kooks alone.'' the other says but when Jungkook tries to see what's happening, he's quick to
push both of them away to be the one standing in front of Taehyung.

''Hey.'' he says, slapping away Yoongi's hand when he tries to make him sit back down. ''What uh
what's up?'' Jungkook wants to hit himself over how stupid he sounds but it gets a smile on the
blonde's face. Which, obviously, makes him smile just as big.

''Wait for me in the lockers after the game?'' Jungkook doesn't know how to answer that. He wants
it, he desperately wants it again, just to be close to Taehyung in any way, but after everything his
friends told him, after every small lecture, he realizes he doesn't want to just have sex and be
forgotten until it happens again just because.

Almost as if Taehyung knew what he was thinking, he speaks again. ''Just want to talk.'' oh.
Jungkook smiles then, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink at that.

''Ok, I'll be there.'' Taehyung smiles back then, winking at him before going away. Jungkook sits
back down with a dreamy sigh, hugging Seokjin's arm. ''He wants to talk.''

''You should've said no.'' his friends say, though. They can feel the stares but they don't care. At
least not anymore. After the first week, Jungkook learned to not care about what people gossiped
about. Specially when they'd all apologize as soon as he gazed at them. His reputation may have
changed a bit but they still maintained the respect. He liked it.

The only thing that actually changed was his friend group. Some of them never looked at him
again, such as Yugyeom, but he's happier knowing he had people who actually cared for him
instead of having negative, toxic people.

''Let us know how the talk goes, ok?'' Yoongi asks then. ''I'll beat his ass if I have to.'' Jungkook
giggles at that, nodding. He'd never allow anyone to hurt Taehyung.

''Will do.''

│►

And just as he said, Jungkook stood by the locker room's door, his back against the wall, hands
deep inside his pockets. He's nervous, he has no idea of what the conversation will go like, but he's
also very much looking forward to it.

The girls leave their locker room some minutes after he gets there and they all send encouraging
smiles his way, only guessing what cold he possibly be doing there. He smiles back, close
mouthed, no excited teeth showing. The conversation could go bad and he's nervous thinking about
the possible outcomes.

He glances down at his watch. It's been ten minutes since he got there and he's starting to feel
uneasy. Did Taehyung leave already? He'd imagine Taehyung takes just about the same amount of
time as the girls do, giving the fact he dresses prettily, but the girls left already so where was he?
Taehyung wouldn't leave, right? He wouldn't do that to him, would he?

Gulping down hard, he pushes the door opened to get inside. It's quiet. His heart sinks to the floor.

Though he does find Taehyung in front of the mirror, quietly putting his messy blonde hair into
place. His relieved sigh is so loud it gets the other's attention. They lock eyes through the mirror.

''Couldn't wait to see me?'' Taehyung jokes, a playful smile on his lips. Jungkook chuckles with a
shrug of the shoulders.

''Something like it.'' he bites his bottom lip, following Taehyung as he goes to sit down on the
bench, stuffing everything inside his sports bag. Jungkook sits down too, across from him in the
room, a few meters separating them.

He only watches the blonde close his sports bag, growing more and more nervous. He can't wait
any longer. ''I'm sorry.'' Jungkook says. Taehyung blinks away his confusion before looking up at
him.

''You're sorry?'' he asks, to be sure that's what he said. Jungkook nods, hands between his thighs
protectively. ''Why? Why are you sorry?'' the biker sighs.

''I was way too… insisting. I apologize, I feel like I manipulated you in a way and that's really
fucked up. I also didn't do great when I just kissed you in front of everyone like that. I should've
respected you when you said you didn't want it. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Tae.'' he finally looks
up at Taehyung, whose eyes are wide opened with surprise. He wasn't expecting that.

''I should be the one apologizing, Jungkook. I was an idiot to you many times. You didn't deserve
that.'' but the boy shakes his head, getting up to go sit next to Taehyung instead, still not at arm
reaching distance, but way closer than before.

''You seriously didn't do anything. You even told me, from the start, it would be a one time thing, I
was the one who kept coming back, who kept pressuring you and fuck, now that sounds so bad,
I'm really sorry.'' he runs a shaky hand through his hair, sighing in defeat.

Taehyung doesn't even know what to say. He expected to be the one apologizing, maybe even deal
with an angry Jungkook, but the meeting took a wild turn.

''I know… I know you don't like me. Hate me, maybe, but I still like you so if uh, if you ever need
something you can come to me. If anyone messes with you, just tell me. I'll beat up a bitch if I have
to.'' he smiles to himself, playing with his rings. ''But I've thought about everything with the help of
my friends and realized I can't take just meaningless sex when I have feelings for you.''

''That's good.'' Jungkook looks down, heart breaking even more if possible. ''Good thing I called
you here to ask you on a date, right?'' silence. Jungkook's eyes are wide but the words haven't
completely registered in his mind just yet.

When they do, his eyes go even wider. ''What?'' he turns to the blonde who simply chuckles. ''You
were going to ask me out? On a date?'' Taehyung nods. ''Are you sure? I'm Jungkook, are you
mistaking me for someone else?''
''I mean it, idiot.'' but his words have no bite to it. ''I missed you. I guess, whatever.'' Jungkook
giggles, dragging himself closer until their legs are touching.

''Hm, you missed me? Mr. I don't care about anyone?'' Jungkook teases, grabbing Taehyung's hand
between his own. The blonde rolls his eyes.

''Don't rub it in.'' he mumbles. Jungkook doesn't give it a second thought before grabbing both
Taehyung's cheeks and ending the space between them. Luckily for him, Taehyung kisses back,
hands finding their place on Jungkook's lower back. Jungkook smiles into the kiss, making it even
deeper if possible.

Jungkook lets his hands fall from Taehyung's cheeks to his neck, swiftly slipping his arms around it
to hold the man close to him. The cheerleader squeezes his small waist, drawing a little exhale
from him that gives Taehyung just the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue past his lips.

Without thinking twice, he throws one leg over Taehyung's, straddling his lap in one go. The
blonde lets out a quiet chuckle, his hands then falling from Jungkook's waist to his butt. The kiss is
broken shortly after, neither wanting to take it further from just enjoying each other's lips, but
Jungkook doesn't move from his lap.

''When and where will our date be?'' he asks with a pretty smile, pecking Taehyung's cheek yet
again. The blonde tries to keep his smile hidden, though it comes out as the boy in his lap pouts.
''You have to stop being so closed off, you know, you should smile more.''

''Showing emotions makes you vulnerable.'' Jungkook blinks. He didn't see that coming.

''Well you're taking me on a date, if it goes well – that it probably will – then more dates, and we'll
start hanging out more and more often and soon enough you'll be declaring your undying love for
me and asking me to be your boyfriend so I think being vulnerable in front of me shouldn't be a
problem.'' Taehyung raises one eyebrow, amusement clear in his eyes.

''Is that how it works?'' Jungkook nods with a giggle. But Taehyung decides to just answer his
question. ''We can go whenever you want to. Wherever you want to.'' he pats Jungkook's butt twice,
keeping his hands there. ''I'm kinda broke so don't go too fancy on me.''

''I'm broke as fuck too. There it goes the chance of you being my sugar daddy.'' that gets a laugh
from the blonde, Jungkook's chest swelling with both pride and happiness. ''I don't care for fancy,
just take me to eat some ramen, watch a movie in your dorm, I don't really care.'' he shrugs. ''Hm,
watch a movie in your dorm with some ramen. That's it.''

''That's the most basic thing ever.'' Taehyung chuckles, leaning closer to nose at his cheek before
kissing it. It's a quick kiss, but it has Jungkook blushing like an idiot.

''But it's cute.'' Jungkook pouts. ''Because you will be holding me while we watch the movie, watch
me cook ramen with a smile while you think, damn, he's the prettiest man I've ever seen in my life,
might as well date him right now.'' he continues, playing with the hair on the back of Taehyung's
head.

''The best part about you is how humble you are.'' Jungkook giggles. ''Sounds good to me, baby.''
his deep voice more relaxed than ever, eyes filled with something close to adoration. ''When?''

''Tonight!'' he places his hands on Taehyung's chest instead. ''Since it's Friday and all.'' the blonde
raises one brow, thinking it over. Jungkook pouts. How can one resist that pout?

''Alright. Come over by the end of the afternoon.'' Taehyung raises one of his hands to comb
Jungkook's hair out of his forehead, letting it fall to his butt again afterwards.

''Receive me with a kiss and a comment on how pretty I look.''

''You get a pat on the back if I feel generous.'' he jokes, getting a weak punch on the chest.

''Stop…!''

│►

It's past seven when Jungkook reaches Taehyung's dorm. He's nervous, he can't lie and say he isn't.
They had a good connection when it came to sex, Jungkook deeply liked Taehyung, but what if
they just didn't click? What if they couldn't keep conversations and made the mood awkward over
that? He's scared.

He wants it to go well, he wants to be able to talk to Taehyung like best friends, kiss like lovers.
Truth is, they know nothing about each other yet, they still have a lot of talking to do and
Jungkook can only hope that they'll be able to do so. To share, to open up, to make jokes and laugh
together. He wants them to click.

Gulping all the thoughts away, he swiftly knocks on the door twice. Then he's left wondering. Was
it too loud? Did he knock too lightly? Did Taehyung hear it? Should he knock again, harder this
time? But if Taehyung had heard it the first time, it would be rude to knock again. Should he text
him instead? Sh-

''Hey.'' he tries to answer, he really does, but his eyes drift down when he sees too much skin.
Taehyung's wearing a white shirt paired with the tiniest sleeping shorts Jungkook has ever seen,
exposing his long golden legs. He can feel himself twitching in interest.

''Nope, nope, nope.'' Jungkook turns around, his back facing the blonde. ''When you said dress
casual I didn't think it was going to be this provocative.'' there he stands, black sweatpants paired
with equal black tee shirt. He wasn't expecting to see Taehyung like that.

''This is how I dress at home, sweetheart. Is there a problem?'' Jungkook whines. ''Can you turn to
me?'' he chuckles, amused.

''If I become needy halfway through the movie, you can't judge me, ok?'' Taehyung does laugh at
that, only stopping when Jungkook turns around in a quick move, holding his cheeks with both his
hands. ''You're so pretty- Tae, you're so pretty.'' Taehyung blinks.

''Thank y-''

''Scratch that, you're fucking beautiful.''

''Are you high? Did you drink?'' Taehyung speaks through his huge pout, giving the fact Jungkook
is squeezing his face with the biggest puppy eyes ever. ''You're being weird.''

''I like you so much, you have no idea. I'm so happy, I feel like I could cry.'' the blonde opens his
mouth but Jungkook beats him to it. ''But I won't because I have an ugly crying face.'' he giggles.
''The way you dress is so pretty too, I can praise you for hours, I-''

''Shut up.'' he pushes Jungkook away by the chest, motioning him to follow inside. Jungkook
makes a humming sound, closing the door before rushing on his steps towards Taehyung and
wrapping his arms around him, keeping the blonde close.
''You'll have to get used to me praising you, baby.'' Jungkook smiles, hands resting over
Taehyung's soft tummy. ''I've noticed you get shy with compliments and that's so cute, you're just a
little cute bab-''

''Do I have to remind you-''

''Darling, the me during sex and the me usually are two different guys. I'll treat you like my baby
even though I am the baby during sex.'' he spins Taehyung in his arms, cupping his cheek. ''Got it?''
his smile is almost blinding.

''I'm your baby?'' Jungkook nods. ''I guess I can live with that.'' they share a quick kiss, followed by
Taehyung holding his hand out to lead him to his room, two pizza boxes on the mattress waiting to
be opened and some other snacks.

''You got pizza? I was serious when I said I'd be fine with ramen.'' but his eyes shine as he plops
himself on the comfortable surface. ''I am hungry as fuck.''

''What movie are we watching?'' Taehyung grabs his laptop on his way to the bed, leaving just the
small lights on. ''It should be some horror, no?'' Jungkook already has a slice of pizza in his mouth,
humming.

''Will you cling onto me if we watch horror? So I can be your brave man and tell you it's just a
movie?'' he teases, holding himself up sideways on one forearm. Taehyung raises a brow.

''No, sorry. I like horror movies, sweetheart.'' Taehyung bops his nose, looking back to the
computer screen, scrolling down the list of suggestions, sitting Indian style with the computer in
front of him.

''Ok, good, because I'm the little spoon, you're the one holding me through the movie.'' he lowers
himself down to plant a loud kiss to Taehyung's honey golden thigh. Taehyung hums, still looking
at the list, now with Jungkook's eyes on it as well. The biker lays his head on Taehyung's thigh,
still munching on his pizza.

He doesn't even fight his smile as Taehyung's hand rests on his head, softly combing his hair.
''Dating you will mean you'll be nice to me… that's so nice, I can't wait.'' he leans more into the
touch, eyes fluttering shut, almost purring at the sensation.

''Yes, Jeon, that's how that works. I'll comb your hair, kiss you and be nice, that's how this
relationship shit works.'' Taehyung ruffles Jungkook's hair, pulling his hand away. Though
Jungkook quickly puts it back there.

''Ok, no, no. Don't call me Jeon, I like all your other pet names better.'' he giggles. ''Also, I'm really
happy you'll be soft with me but… uh, I have a demand.''

''A demand? This early in?'' Taehyung raises his eyebrow, opening one of the movies when
Jungkook points at the interesting cover. ''What is it?''

''I still want you to slap me and call me a useless bitch.'' he says so quickly Taehyung almost
misses it. The blonde looks down, Jungkook not meeting his eyes, cheeks turning pink. ''If that's- If
that's ok with you.''

''Sweetheart, I'll take care of you no matter what. I can be nice, but I'm not nice all the time.'' his
fingers travel from his hair to his cheek, caressing over it with his thumb. ''Now shall we start the
movie or do you have any other demands?''
''I do have one.'' he turns to lay on his back, head still resting on Taehyung's thigh, their eyes now
on each other. Taehyung tilts his head. ''I get to watch you during cheer practice. I find you really,
really hot with the uniform on.'' Taehyung chuckles.

''That uniform is supposed to make us look cute, love.'' Jungkook huffs, ignoring the way his heart
jumped at the last word.

''Well- you do look cute all the time, cute and pretty and soft and that's the hottest thing about you.
Because I know you're not like that, and it makes my dick hard.''

''You're so dirty, Jesus.'' Jungkook's smile is way too cute for Taehyung not to give one back. ''Let's
watch the movie before you actually get hard and fuck our first, well, date.''

''I think we should do that, yeah.''

│►

Jimin puts one arm around Taehyung's waist, both leaving their lecture hall, a giggle dying on their
lips at the comments thrown at the professor by the end of the class and everyone rushes to leave,
fed up of being there.

''Your boyfriend is here.'' Jimin says, pointing to the side. Taehyung turns his head to see that, in
fact, Jungkook stands there with his black attire, bright smile and two helmets on his hands. ''I'll
see you later.''

''Bye Minie.'' he allows the shorter one to kiss his cheek before walking towards Jungkook. ''What
are you doing here? You didn't have class now.'' Taehyung asks, a smile of his own lightning up
his features. Jungkook lifts up one of the helmets, handing it to Taehyung, who looks down at it
confused.

''We're going somewhere, I was really bored, Taehyungie.'' Jungkook pouts. ''And we've been
dating for a month, it's time you accept a ride on my bike.''

''For starters, no one is dating here. And no, sweetheart, I don't trust your driving skills, much less
do I trust that thing. I'm a car guy.'' Jungkook's pout deepens into a sad frown and soon he's looking
away, trying to look as sad as possible. ''What- don't make that face. Stop.''

''You're making me sad, that's not nice.'' Taehyung takes a step closer, cupping Jungkook's cheek,
positively ignoring everyone's curious stares. They did meet a lot in front of everyone but tried not
to get too physical, never even sharing a kiss out in the opened.

''Why are you sad? Because I don't trust your shitty driving skills?''

''How do you know they're shitty?! You never saw me drive.'' he pushes Taehyung away playfully.
''And no, I'm sad about the first part.'' the blonde puts his helmet down in one of the benches on
the hallway, Jungkook following suit. They take yet another step closer to each other, finally
giving in to touches, not caring where they are.

Jungkook puts his arms around Taehyung's shoulders and the other places his hands on Jungkook's
slim waist. Though they soon fall even lower, ending up inside the back pockets of Jungkook's
black jeans, only his thumbs peeking out.

''You ride my bike, I ride you later, it's a win-win situation. I'll even help you put the helmet on like
the good boy I am.'' Taehyung chuckles, meeting some people's confused eyes, sending them a
glare. Though he does understand why they'd be confused, after all, why was he the one feeling up
Jungkook's butt?

''I guess it is a win-win situation. Alright, biker boy, where are we going?''

''Take a walk on the beach is pretty romantic, hm? Sets the mood just fine for you to ask me to be
your boyfriend, don't you think?'' he leans in, kissing Taehyung's jaw, any sense of shame
completely gone. He doesn't care about what people think. That was him.

''Do you want to be my boyfriend that bad?'' Jungkook nods, pouting as he plays with the blonde
hair on Taehyung's nape. ''Well, I'll do that charity work and ask you. Want to be my boyfriend,
pretty thing?'' Jungkook's eyes shine.

''Wow, I came.''

''You're disgusting.''

''I love you.''

''Idiot.''
 Chapter 2
Chapter Notes

I didn't check to see if there were typos so I'm 110% sure there will be some. Maybe
I'll edit this one day and fix them,,, but probably not yeet

See the end of the chapter for more notes

''…and she came to me with that ugly attitude of hers, wanting me to do it again and I was like uh,
no, bitch, you lost my essay, I shouldn't have to write it a second time just because you're
irresponsible. I said it with my serious expression, you know?'' Jungkook explains, hands flying
around, one of them holding a fry that he places on his mouth when he finishes. ''It was really cool,
I hate that teacher.''

''So, let me guess, your stupid ass got yourself another essay to do?'' there's a few seconds of
silence before Jungkook's smile drops and his shoulders slump. ''Yes, it did.'' he whines, grabbing
another fry that he chews on with a pout.

''You're so dumb, baby, why would you talk to her like that? You have to learn to talk your way out
of shit like that, if you were nice she'd probably give you the grade without you having to write it
again.'' Jungkook pouts even more, resting back on his chair. ''Don't give me that face.''

''But you're making me even sadder. Let me think about how I was cool instead of the essay I have
to turn in a few hours and haven't even started.'' he leans on the table with a fry in his hand,
Taehyung opening his mouth to accept it.

''Your methods shock me.'' Jungkook giggles at that. ''I have cheer practice in a bit so I wish you all
the luck with that essay, can't help you again.''

''You could always miss practice…'' he bats his eyelashes suggestively but Taehyung shakes his
head. ''What kind of boyfriend are you if you're not there through my hard times?'' Taehyung
chuckles, eyes rolling playfully.

''This is not a hard time, it's you getting the consequences of being dumb.'' Jungkook throws a fry at
him, huffing. ''I'd help you, sweetheart, but I can't miss the only practice we'll have this week. I can
go to your dorm after it ends, if you want, and give you a hand.''

''A hand, huh?'' he raises an eyebrow with a smirk and Taehyung scoffs.

''Will you ever stop being dirty?'' Jungkook shakes his head. ''Ok, I should've expected that coming
from you, though I thought you'd stop after a week or something.''

''Darling, there's no stop.'' Taehyung laughs at that, Jungkook joining soon after. ''But yes, come to
mine after your practice. I will probably be crying since I only have a few hours to turn it in.'' he
pouts. ''Be prepared for tears.''

''I truly should've just become a dad instead, it would be easier.'' he jokes, trying to hide his smile.
Jungkook opens his mouth but Taehyung beats him to it. ''You make a daddy joke and I swear-'' the
threat is empty but Jungkook does close his mouth.
''I was just about to.'' Taehyung laughs. ''I know you were.'' he takes his straw to his mouth,
unlocking his phone to check the time and choking on the liquid. ''Shit- I'm already late.'' Taehyung
gets up from the chair, already grabbing his things and taking his wallet out.

''Don't be even more late, I'll pay.'' Jungkook waves him off but Taehyung isn't just about to let that
happen. ''Baby, seriously, I'll pay, go to practice, don't want you in trouble.''

''Ok then, but I'll pay next time.'' Jungkook giggles with a quick nod. ''Good luck with the essay, I'll
be at your place in no time.'' he bends down, joining their lips in a quick peck. ''Don't stress
yourself too much, you're a smart boy, ok? You can turn it in on time.''

''Thank you, Taehyungie. Love you.'' he smiles, watching as his boyfriend's lips curl up slightly as
well before rushing out of the diner. Jungkook sighs dreamily, taking his straw to his lips.

Though as soon as his eyes meet someone's he has seen in college, his face goes back to his resting,
serious state. He still had a reputation to maintain after all.

│►

Jungkook smiles at his background picture as he locks his phone and puts it in his pocket, looking
up at the girls that leave the field to go to the lockers, but doesn't see his boyfriend. With a frown,
he walks up to them, who stop in their tracks.

''Hey, Jeon.'' Nira says with a smile. ''Taehyung's in the locker room already, he left a little early.''
she answers his silent question and he raises an eyebrow. ''You wouldn't be here for us so… figured
you're here to ask about him.''

''You're correct. Thank you, I'll go to him then.'' they giggle as he walks a little bit faster than them,
cooing at the sparkle in his eyes- As he enters the boy's locker, Jungkook hums to himself, hearing
the sound of the water still running. He smirks to himself, already getting rid of his leather jacket.

His humming intensifies as the shirt and pants meet the jacket in the bench, underwear following
suit soon enough. He walks rather quickly, following the sound of the running water, Taehyung's
lean and wet body coming to sight as soon as he reaches the showering area.

He hangs a towel he took from Taehyung's bag next to the one already there and eyes his
boyfriend. Taehyung's back is turned to him so he smiles, wrapping his arms around his middle.
Taehyung shakes a little bit, startled, but seems to recognize Jungkook's hold because he relaxes
immediately, still ruffling his hair to remove the shampoo.

''What are you doing here, sweetheart?'' he asks as Jungkook presses a kiss to his shoulder blade.
''Thought you'd be crying over your essay by now.'' the biker giggles, stepping to the side only to
squeeze himself in front of Taehyung, his back now against the cold tiles.

''I found the file on the recycling bin on my computer.'' Jungkook smiles. ''I changed some things
just in case she actually found the other I turned in because she would realize I didn't actually write
it again and she hates me so she'd probably say I copied it from somewhere online and-''

''Hey, relax.'' Taehyung says, voice soft as ever as he places one finger over Jungkook's lips. ''You
sent it, you shouldn't worry about it anymore. I'm sure whatever you changed made it even better.''
he mirrors the smile that appears on Jungkook's lips right under his fingertip.

''Thank you.'' he raises both of his hands, placing them on Taehyung's chest. ''Though I'd be way
more relaxed if you got on your knees right now, feeling kinda empty.'' Taehyung raises an
eyebrow, his hand running over Jungkook's shoulder and onto the back of his head, where he grips
at his hair rather harshly, tilting his head back just slightly.

Jungkook gasps at the pleasurable pain, biting his bottom lip. ''And what makes you think you can
just interrupt my shower to ask for such thing?'' he asks with a forged innocent pout, pulling at the
hair again when he doesn't get an answer. ''I asked you a question, sweetheart.''

''W-Well I just came to meet you and I heard you w-were in the shower.'' Taehyung can already
notice the difference on his tone of voice and it makes him coo teasingly. ''Hyung…'' he whispers,
hands raising up again to touch Taehyung but the latter clicks his tongue.

''Hands off.'' Jungkook whines, dropping them. ''The basketball players have practice in about ten
minutes.'' he says, running his thumb over Jungkook's bottom lip, mouth parting immediately.
Inviting.

''Then we better be quick.'' Jungkook smiles, wrapping his lips around his finger when Taehyung
pushes it in. He moans against the digit, tongue swirling around it. The blonde doesn't even have to
tell him, when he tugs on his hair, Jungkook opens his mouth again to let him go.

''Turn around.'' he instructs, watching Jungkook do as he's told immediately. Taehyung smirks. His
boyfriend was always so compliant. ''Hands on the wall. Make a sound and I'll get angry, got it,
sweetheart?''

''Yes, hyung.'' Taehyung kneels right behind him, hand slowly trailing from Jungkook's hip to one
of his calves, the boy gasping softly with each touch. The blonde lifts Jungkook's leg carefully,
dragging it to the side to keep his legs apart, his hands still on the wall.

Jungkook twists his neck to look back at him and it gets him a harsh slap on his cheek, Taehyung's
hand appearing in red just some seconds afterwards. ''Eyes to the front.'' he bites his bottom lip,
doing as he's told. ''You're still bruised…'' Taehyung whispers to himself as his finger touches his
other cheek, a faint bruise still on his skin. ''You're so hot.''

''I want you to bruise me more, hyung.'' Jungkook whispers, the water still cascading on his back. ''I
love h-having your marks on me.'' Taehyung raises an eyebrow, leaning closer to kiss over the
bruise, licking it as well.

''Is that so, darling?'' Jungkook's breath hitches as Taehyung's hand slowly drags itself on his inner
thigh, up and down, teasing. ''If you move, I'll get up and finish my shower. Understand, bun?'' the
boy whimpers as the fingers continue playing with his sensitive skin. ''If you want anything, you
should answer me when I ask you a question.''

The sound of the water is overpowered by the sound of Taehyung's hand slapping against his thigh
and Jungkook's body jolts forward slightly. ''I-I'm sorry.'' he says then. ''I understand.''

''Good.'' Taehyung praises. ''Be a good boy for me and stay still. Can you do that?''

''Yes. Yes, hyung.'' his voice dragged, lewd. ''P-Please.'' he pouts, though he knows Taehyung can't
see him. Jungkook rests his forehead against the wall when the other's finger toys around his
entrance, loving Jungkook's broken gasps. ''O-Oh my God-''

''I said no sounds.'' Taehyung warns, blowing a puff of cold air into him. He watches as Jungkook
clenches, still a little used from the previous night's events. It's with ease that Taehyung finds
himself with his tongue inside his boyfriend, feeding off on how hard the other is trying not to push
back and to stay quiet.

Jungkook whines, hands desperately wanting to hold onto something but not being able to, having
to stay pressed against the cold tiles. Taehyung's fingers continue teasing the sides of his thighs,
getting him to whine every so often.

The blonde pulls away for a second, hand coming down on Jungkook's butt teasingly. ''D-'' they
can hear the door opening and a bunch of male voices filling up the lockers. ''Shit.'' Taehyung gets
up, letting go of Jungkook's thighs. The boy is quick to turn around, brows brought together in
distress.

''No- Tae, you can't stop. Please.'' he whines, grabbing onto his arms. Taehyung cups his cheek,
kissing his forehead for a little over a second. ''I'll take care of you when we get to the dorm, ok?''
Taehyung asks. ''It's the team, if they come here they'll see us.'' Jungkook pouts.

''B-But… I did w-what you told me…'' his voice comes out a little broken, hips thrusting forward
slightly to meet Taehyung's, still seeking for friction. ''I was even quiet.''

''I know, darling, I know. You were the goodest boy, but we can't do this here right now, ok?''
Jungkook looks down, presence only half there. Taehyung rushes to grab the towels when he hears
voices getting closer and wraps one around his boyfriend and the other around himself.

''Oh-'' he turns to the player who's shoulders sag a little, a smirk appearing on his lips. ''Thought it
would be you two. The clothes gave it away.'' Taehyung chuckles a little, somewhat awkward for
being caught in such situation. He likes to have things under control. He can feel Jungkook resting
his forehead on his back, hand curling around his wrist.

''Yeah, we were just taking a shower.'' Taehyung shrugs it off. ''We'll be right out.''

''Take your time, just came to check if it was someone who's not supposed to use the lockers at this
time. Though Jeon isn't really supposed to be here.'' the player takes a step to the side to take a look
at Jungkook and furrows his brows, a little confused. The boy looks like he's making himself
small. And he is.

''Anyways.'' he says. ''Take your time, we'll only need the showers after practice anyways.'' he
salutes them before heading out. Taehyung quickly turns to his boyfriend, whose head is still tilting
down, and cups his cheek with a warm hand.

''Baby, look at me.'' and he does, pouty lips on display. ''I know you're feeling down right now and I
promise to take care of it when we get to the dorms, but do you think you can get dressed on your
own? So we can be quick?'' Jungkook nods but it doesn't feel very convincing.

''Are you sure?'' he insists, hand holding Jungkook's head up so they don't break eye contact. ''I'm
sure, hyungie. I can get dressed.'' when Taehyung shows him a smile, Jungkook isn't able to his
away, bunny teeth peeking out. ''But can we please go to the dorms right now? Still have quite a
problem.''

''Of course, angel. Let's head out.''

│►

Jungkook's shirt is up to his neck, being held by one of his hands, when Taehyung pushes him
inside his dorm. The boy dressed in black whines at the tongue creating circles around his nipple,
his free hand gripping Taehyung's messy blonde hair and unconsciously pushing his mouth closer
to his chest, where Taehyung bites teasingly, not hard enough to hurt.

''H-Hyungie…'' he bites down his bottom lip, hips moving at their own will to rut against
Taehyung's. Their eyes fly opened at the fake cough behind them and Taehyung pulls away, only
to see his best friend sitting on his bed with a bag of chips that Taehyung remember he bought the
day before. Everyone eats his snacks before himself.

''What are you doing here?'' Jungkook whines, still holding his shirt up. ''Y-You're interrupting
something!'' his pout makes Jimin chuckle before throwing another chip to his mouth. Jimin
frowns as Jungkook moans again, Taehyung's thumb teasing his nipple even though there's
someone right there watching.

''You two are the ones interrupting my snack moment. Here I am, relaxing, waiting for my best
friend to come from practice and am instead met with two horny teens going at it before even being
inside.'' he points, being interrupted by another moan. ''Tae, can you leave his nipple alone? I'm
literally sitting here.''

''I'm too needy right now to care about the fact that you're here.'' Jungkook says, searching for
Taehyung's mouth but the other leans away. ''Hyungie…''

''Hey, no, Jimin's here.'' he pushes the boy away carefully by his chest, grabbing his hand instead to
guide him to the small couch resting against the wall. Taehyung sits him there with a kiss on the
forehead, handing him a banana milk to relax him from having their moment interrupted twice.

Jungkook holds it up with a pout, Taehyung chuckling before putting the straw up for him. The
biker smiles at that, taking it to his mouth as he crosses his legs on the couch, curling a little to
himself.

''Is this how he gets?'' Jimin raises an eyebrow. ''Quite interesting, I may say. Never going to let
him live this down, he better be sure I'll mock him at all times he attempts to hold my height
against me.''

''Hey, don't make fun of him, he can't help it.'' Taehyung throws him a pillow, Jimin too slow to
dodge it. ''And you know that if he's in his normal state, he'll beat your ass in no time, so don't try
him.''

''Why does he call you hyung? He's as old as you. Might as well just call you daddy.'' the
cheerleader rolls his eyes, though there's a smile playing on his lips. ''Unless he calls you both,
that's something for me to find out.''

''Yes, continue talking like a creep.'' Jimin pouts. ''Anyways, what are you doing here? Shouldn't
you be finishing that essay of yours?'' he takes a seat next to Jungkook, allowing his boyfriend to
cuddle into his arm, banana milk still on his hand. Taehyung smiles at him, hand immediately
travelling up to play with his hair.

''I finished it! And I'm here because there will be a party tomorrow night and you two are so going
with me. I'm going to try to make a move on who-shall-not-be-named. Don't want to say it and get
bad luck!'' he claps his hands, putting the bag of chips aside.

''So… you want us to go to motivate you to finally get dicked down?'' Jimin takes a second before
nodding. ''Ok, sounds about right. If Jungkook feels like going, we'll meet you there.''

''Why don't you ask him now so I know for sure I won't be alone if I get rejected?'' he tilts his head
to the side and Taehyung chuckles. ''He says yes to almost everything when he's like this.'' Jimin
furrows his brows. ''It's actually not good, have to be very careful with that. He may not even mean
it and is just saying yes.''

''Let me test it… Jungkook, will you eat my ass?'' the boy takes the straw away from his mouth,
looking at his boyfriend with big eyes who simply nods and so he turns to Jimin.

''No.'' Taehyung laughs at that, watching Jimin falling back on the pillow again. ''That's probably
what Hobi will say. I'm doomed.'' Jungkook giggles, snuzzling his nose onto Taehyung's neck,
throwing his legs over his lap to get more comfortable.

''It will be ok, if you get rejected, we'll get wasted with you, ok?'' Jimin whines. ''Now can you
leave? Like… go practice your confession to Hoseok or take a nap, my boyfriend is quite still
waiting for something.''

''Ugh.'' he sits down. ''This is so sad, you never threw me out. You start dating and suddenly fuck
your best friend, huh?'' Jimin keeps his face as serious as possible, though Taehyung knows he's
joking. ''But ok, you're going with me to the party so I'll forgive you. I'll get going.''

''Text me at what time you're heading to the party.'' Jimin smiles, hoping on his feet to kiss
Taehyung's forehead and he ruffles Jungkook's hair before heading out of the room. Taehyung
finally turns to his boyfriend who was already looking, lips wrapped around the straw.

''C-Can you eat Kookie's ass now?'' he mumbles, big eyes that shine with forged innocence.
Taehyung smirks, combing his parted bangs even more as he slowly nods. ''Get in bed, sweetheart.''
Jungkook's lips open to let out a relieved sigh, jumping to his feet.

''Thank you, hyungie.'' Taehyung leans back on the couch, watching as the biker strips himself
quite way too fast. ''I love you, thank you.'' and he chuckles, getting up to grab Jungkook's slim
waist to push him against the bed. The boy falling face first, cheek pressed into the mattress with
Taehyung's hold on his arms.

''Ass up, darling.''

│►

Taehyung is already dressed and ready to go when Jungkook gets out of the shower, claiming they
would be on time anyways, too lazy to get off from the bed earlier and take a shower alongside his
boyfriend.

''We told Jimin we'd be there in about five minutes.'' he says, lifting his eyes from his phone,
Jungkook just coming out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel hanging loose on his hips.
''You need to stop taking naps before we have to go somewhere.''

''Relax, baby, we'll be there in no time.'' Jungkook smiles, getting a scoff from the other. ''I'll get
ready quickly, ok?'' Taehyung crosses his arms, resting backwards against the headboard. His eyes
watch Jungkook's movements with a little smirk, not provocative, but the biker can feel the heavy
weight of his gaze.

''Are you going in ripped jeans?'' Taehyung asks. Jungkook turns back to him as he rummages
through Taehyung's wardrobe, a lot of his clothes already there from how much he stays over, his
black pieces all to the right while Taehyung's pastels seem to bring life to them.

''Yeah, I was thinking of doing so.'' he nods, taking a pair out. One of the knees is completely teared
apart, showing a portion of his thigh as well while the other leg has some smaller rips on the thigh
itself. ''How are we feeling about these?'' Taehyung shrugs.

''You know you look nice with whatever jeans you pick.'' Jungkook pouts at that, trying to roll his
eyes to look annoyed but the flush of his cheeks says otherwise. ''Also…'' he sits up, only to open
his third drawer. Jungkook's eyes go a little wider, biting his bottom lip. ''You should try them.''
The biker takes a step closer, taking the black fishnets out of Taehyung's grasp and looking at them
attentively. Sure, they look amazing around his boyfriend's legs, but would they look nice around
his? He doesn't dress prettily, he doesn't dress in soft clothes. He has never worn anything like that,
only Taehyung's cheerleading skirt… more than once.

''They won't look nice on me.'' he pouts, sitting down on the mattress. ''I'm not pretty like you,
babe. I don't think it will look nice…'' Taehyung tilts his head, dragging himself closer to his
sulking boyfriend. ''I'm-'' Jungkook cuts his own words, huffing.

''What do you mean they wouldn't look nice on you? Your thighs are so amazing.'' Taehyung's
voice is soft and it makes Jungkook pout even harder. ''You're so pretty, bun. So, so pretty.'' with
his long slender fingers, Taehyung grips Jungkook's jaw so he faces him, joining their lips in a
quick peck. ''I like you better when you're cocky, don't like seeing you all sulky.''

''I'm not sulking.'' Taehyung raises an eyebrow and Jungkook giggles. ''Maybe I'm sulking a bit.''

''You don't have to put them on, Kook. It was just a suggestion, I know it's not your style.'' he
combs Jungkook's parted bangs and he can see a smirk taking over his boyfriend's lips before he
turns to him again.

''I'll wear them if you fuck me with these on later.'' and Taehyung laughs, throwing his head back
as he grips Jungkook's hair slightly. ''Deal. Now get dressed, Jimin will think we're not going to
show up to give moral support.''

''Jimin's fucking dumb. I've only known him since we started dating and I already want to smack
him across the face.'' Jungkook huffs as he pulls the fishnets over one of his legs. ''He should be
like me and just go for it, he'd be with Hoseok by now.''

''Jungkookie, you shouldn't advise people to harass someone else.'' Jungkook stops his movements
to frown, pushing Taehyung by the shoulders. ''I'm joking. Not really… but still joking.'' he winks,
leaning back to watch as Jungkook gets up to pull the fishnets completely over his legs.

But that's not what gets his attention. ''Jungkook.'' he calls, voice even deeper. ''Are you really
going out like that?'' the biker smirks, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

''Would you prefer if I put some underwear on? I thought you'd like this way better. Easy access for
later, hm?'' Taehyung just watches as he puts his ripped jeans on, stepping inside his hard boots. He
takes a second to look at himself in the full-body mirror Taehyung has, humming. The black
waistband of the fishnets over his abs, a little above the waistband of the jeans.

''You'd look… really good with a crop top.'' Jungkook looks at him with a curious glow to his eyes.
''Too bad I don't have any black crop top, I'd definitely put it on you right now.'' he examines his
boyfriend's bare torso. ''I mean, I do have two black ones but they have roses-''

''No shit with flowers.'' he's quick to reject the idea.

''I know, your fragile masculinity could never.'' that gets Jungkook to grab the pillow and push it
against Taehyung's face until the boy is laying on the bed. He lets go after a quick second, both of
them laughing.

''Am I your dress up doll?'' Jungkook asks as he gets up from the bed to search for a shirt. ''I
wouldn't say no to a crop top, I think, my abs would look fucking hot.''

''You're too cocky for your own good.'' he jokes.

''You love me, though.'' Taehyung just hums at that, not confirming nor denying. Jungkook pouts,
looking back to the wardrobe. ''Graphic tee or all black?''

''All black.'' the biker hums to himself, picking the first black tee shirt he sees, putting in on a quick
second. He tucks the front on his jeans, finishing off by spraying some cologne on his wrists and
neck. ''Can we go now, princess?''

''I feel like that wasn't a pet name but a way to mock me.'' he narrows his eyes, giving out a hand to
pull Taehyung up from the bed.

''I was mocking you for taking so long. So sad you also take so long to process things.'' Taehyung
smiles, kissing the bridge of Jungkook's nose who takes a second to yell a curse at him, making the
blonde giggle. ''C'mon, let's go.''

He holds his hand out for Jungkook to grab and they intertwine their fingers as they leave, the door
locked and keys on the back pocket of Taehyung's high waisted shorts. ''Baby?'' Jungkook calls,
giving Taehyung's hand a little squeeze to get his attention. ''Are you still up for movie night on
Saturday? My friends are bringing some alcohol and there will probably be pizza.''

''Yeah, I'll go.'' Jungkook smiles, leaning closer to press a kiss to the other's forehead. ''You should
invite Jimin and Hoseok too, our friends must get along.''

''That if Hoseok doesn't reject him tonight, then the mood will be weird.'' Jungkook laughs. ''Hey,
don't laugh, Jimin has been suffering over this since forever, he really thinks Hoseok won't
reciprocate his feelings.''

''I think he likes him back so… let's be quick for the moral support.'' Taehyung nods, both walking
faster. ''Because I also can't wait to be fucked in the bathroom.''

''Stop!''

│►

''I'm going to get us more drinks.'' Jungkook kisses Taehyung's jaw, smiling before disappearing
through the crowd. The blonde rests his back against the wall, pulling his phone out to check on
Jimin who has been missing for more than half an hour. He hopes he's with Hoseok and not crying
in a corner by himself.

''Hey!'' he hears from the side and quickly turns to find Minjae, someone he had spent a long night
with. Before Jungkook, that is. ''Haven't seen you in a while, how have you been?''

''I've been doing fine, what about you?'' there's a kind smile on both of their lips and Minjae gives a
shrug before answering. ''Stressed with college, basically. I always see you around with Jeon, it's
the most unexpected couple and it happened.'' Taehyung chuckles.

''Yeah, it did.'' he's already used to people saying that, commenting on how no one would ever see
that coming. Still, they're dating. ''Are you happy with him? In a relationship, I mean. I know
you're not the dating type, you told me that before.''

''I'm happy.'' Taehyung says, a hint of hesitance behind his voice that the other doesn't miss. ''You
don't sound very sure.'' Minjae tilts his head, curiosity all over his face. ''Do you regret getting
together? You don't sound sure at all.''

''Regret? No, no… I wouldn't say regret…'' he sighs. ''It's just- I don't know, weird? Single life is
way different from what I have now.'' those words come out almost strained, as if he had kept them
deep in his thoughts to never voice them. ''I've always been used to come to parties and hook up
with someone, wake up in the next morning in a random bed and in a way it feels like some kind of
freedom has been taken away from me, you know?''

''Uh, Tae-'' Minjae says, looking at something – someone – behind Taehyung and when the blonde
turns, Jungkook looks like he's on the verge of tears. ''Jungkook-''

''Save it.'' he's quick to step back, letting go of both cups, the drinks spilling on the floor. Taehyung
gives Minjae an apologetic look before rushing after his boyfriend. ''Jungkook.'' Taehyung calls but
the boy doesn't slow down. ''Babe, c'mon.''

Once they're outside, Jungkook is even faster on his feet and Taehyung has to jog to grab onto his
forearm. Jungkook stops, inhaling deeply. ''Taehyung, I don't want to push you, so please let go of
my arm right now.'' but he doesn't, instead he steps in front of his boyfriend.

''What did you hear?'' Taehyung whispers, lifting his hand to wipe Jungkook's tears away but the
boy leans back. ''I heard enough. I'm taking your freedom away? Then why did you agree to this? I
didn't force you into this relationship, why- why would you say that?!''

''Kook, that's not what I meant-''

''Well, that's what you said.'' he uses his strength to open Taehyung's hand and lets it fall away
from his arm. ''Have a good night, Taehyung.'' it's barely a whisper but it makes the blonde panic,
who yet again runs after him and holds his forearm. ''Stop. Please.''

''I'm not going to stop. You- That's not what I meant. This just feels weird- weird as in, I'm not used
to this, not weird bad, you didn't hear everything, I wasn't done speaking either.'' Taehyung throws
his hands in the air, exasperated. ''C'mon, Kook, you know I'm happy with you.''

''Do I? Do I know?'' Taehyung furrows his brows, not expecting the question. ''How many times
have you told me you love me? Zero. How many times have you even said you like me? I could
count them in one hand, probably. I thought it was just your personality, I know you're kinda
closed off but now I see why you never said it. You don't want this.''

''How do you know what I want?!'' he asks, a little louder. If there's anything that gets him worked
up is when someone insists that he's lying when he's not. ''If I'm with you, it's because I want to,
you don't know what I want, Jungkook.''

''I do know you don't fucking reciprocate my feelings, though.''

''I'm sorry if I'm not madly in love with the guy that used to bully me every single fucking day.''
and at that, Jungkook's shoulders fall. ''Jungkook- let's- let's not, okay? Let's just-''

''Is that all I still am for you? The guy who used to bully you?'' he whispers, tears filling up his
eyes. Jungkook chuckles bitterly at himself, nodding as he looks away. ''I can't do this, I'm sorry.''
his arm shoves Taehyung's hand away, even if gently, before he walks away.

''Where are you going? Come here, don't leave.'' Taehyung calls but makes no move to go after him
again. ''Jungkook.'' the boy sighs, turning back to him. ''Don't.''

''I need you to figure your feelings out, Tae. I can't be the guy that used to bully you, someone that
takes your freedom away. I want to be Jungkook, your boyfriend, someone you're happy with.'' he
says with a small smile. ''I love you, you know that, everyone knows that so- I can't do this. You
either really want to be with me or don't. I can't have you playing with my feelings. I'm sorry.''
''I'm not playing with you, Jungkook-''

''Do you love me?'' silence. ''Are you even remotely close to it?'' yet again, nothing. ''It's better if
we don't see each other for a while.''

''You're not being rational. I don't have to be in love to like you. We've been together for such short
amount of time, what if it was the other way around? What if I loved you and you didn't love me
back? Would you want me to break up with you over that?!'' Taehyung takes a step closer, tears
welling up in his eyes as well. ''Don't do this, c'mon.''

''I'm… the guy that used to b-'' the blonde presses a finger to his lips but Jungkook is quick to grab
his wrist and pull it away. ''Unless you stop seeing me like that, you'll never be actually happy with
me. And it hurts me so fucking much to know that even after-'' he inhales. ''That you still think that
low of me.''

''Baby…'' Jungkook smiles without showing his teeth, taking a step closer to press a long kiss to
Taehyung's cheek. He tucks the blonde hair behind his ear, cupping one of his cheeks. ''I know
you're bad with feelings but you need to figure yourself out. It's not just me asking you to love me,
don't take it the wrong way.'' they hold eye contact for a while, Taehyung's hands fisting the other's
shirt. ''I'm sorry.'' Jungkook whispers against his cheek before stepping back.

''So that's it? You're breaking up with me for such immature thing? Feelings are complicated,
Jungkook, I can't- I can't forget shit like that. It doesn't mean I don't want to be with you, why don't
you understand that?!'' Taehyung calls after him, who faces him again.

''You literally told that guy that this feels weird. Being with me. Weird.'' and so the peaceful
environment goes away again, his voice growing louder. ''You miss hooking up? You miss waking
up every day in a new guy's bed like a whore? I don't care then, go do that. Fuck.'' he yells the last
word, hating to have to drag it that far.

''Did you just call me a whore?'' Taehyung takes a step closer, eyes darker.

''I didn't say that.'' he interjects.

''You implied it.''

''Take it if it fits.'' Jungkook shrugs.

''You're an asshole.'' Taehyung chuckles. ''You're a fucking asshole. Go, go back to wherever the
fuck you're going. I don't care. We're over, as you wish. Asshole.'' they both scoff as they turn
away, walking opposite directions.

And with each step, not only do the tears grow, but so does the guilt. Jungkook regretting going
that far and Taehyung regretting his poor choice of words when talking to Minjae.

But specially, regretting that they allowed themselves to fight in the first place.

│►

''What happened?'' Jimin asks, eyeing suspiciously. ''You're… weird today.''

''No am not.'' Taehyung answers, quick and monotone. Jimin opens his mouth to speak but
Taehyung beats him to it. ''Pay attention to class.'' Jimin sighs, turning to the front. ''I also want to
hear what happened with Hoseok so you better be ready to tell me everything.'' he whispers.
''Yeah, if you tell me what happened to you as well.'' Taehyung rolls his eyes. ''You're my best
friend, I can tell if something isn't ok, so I want to k-''

''Jungkook and I broke up, okay? That's what happened.'' he says, louder than he should, the people
around them looking at them questioningly. ''Sorry.'' Taehyung mumbles, resting back on his chair
again. ''I don't want to talk about it, pay attention.''

But Jimin grabs his school supplies, stuffing them inside his bag before grabbing Taehyung's wrist
so he gets up. ''We'll ask for notes, get up, you're not bottling it all to yourself again.'' the blonde
sighs, closing his pencil case to get up as well and the teacher sends them a glare as they walk out
in the middle of the lecture.

''This is really unnecessary-''

''You're upset, that makes this very necessary. Let's sit down, shall we?'' Taehyung doesn't argue,
allowing his best friend to hold his hand and take him to the cafeteria. Jimin has a mug filled with
coffee while Taehyung settles for not ordering anything, too moody to do so.

''So. Spill.'' he sighs. ''C'mon, I know you keep shit to yourself and end up feeling even worse. Let
me be here for you. Why did you two break up? You were doing so well, seemed so happy.''

''Minjae asked me about my relationship yesterday and I said that my freedom was kinda taken
away. I was going to say that even though I can't do what I used to, I'm happier now and don't miss
waking up to other people because it makes me warm to wake up to Jungkook.''

''Ok… how is that a problem?'' Jimin tilts his head, holding back comments on how sappy he has
become. ''The problem is that Jungkook got there before I added the positives and now he thinks I
don't want to be with him and don't have any idea of what I feel for him. That's all.''

''You're lying. That's not all. What did you do? What did he do?'' he insists, leaning closer on the
table. ''He wouldn't break up with you over that, he's too whipped.''

''He called me a whore… so I guess not as whipped as we thought.'' Taehyung scoffs, looking
away. Jimin's jaw falls, almost hitting the table. ''We both went too far and he got the idea that I did
miss waking up to other people and called me a whore, basically. So, there's that.''

''I see… it was probably something in the heat of the moment, he wouldn't just- I mean, he wouldn't
just call you a slut like that. Though you kinda were.'' he giggles at Taehyung's glare. ''Not the
point, yes, sorry.''

''I feel so hurt, what the hell was he thinking? I wasn't finished, I was probably going to rant about
how I enjoy our relationship and he just… says that shit. I'm really hurt and I'm glad we broke up
because I don't know if I'd be able to be with him right now and pretend he doesn't think I'm a
whore because I didn't settle down before.''

''He probably doesn't think that-''

''How do you know? Those were his words.'' Jimin goes silent. ''Exactly. I can't be with him if he
thinks that shit, I had fun, doesn't mean I was a fucking whore. How dare he call me that?! I'm so
fucking pissed at him. Yesterday I was hurt now I'm hurt and pissed. I'd probably hit him if I saw
him right now.''

''We both know you'd never hit each other. Well, not in a mean way, I know you two-''

''Not the moment.''

''Sorry.'' Jimin nods, acknowledging the mood isn't set for jokes. ''You two should talk. He loves
you and you…'' he stops, tilting his head. ''Do you love him?'' and Taehyung sighs, angry.

''I don't know, can you two not ask me that? What is even loving someone? I don't know, this is my
first relationship, is it bad I need fucking time to say I love him? He- He said it so soon, how does
he even know it's love and not still the crush he had? I don't understand.''

''You know when you love someone. You just know. It's a different kind of feeling, it's not just lust
or whatever. You know when you love someone. If you don't think you love him, then you
probably don't.'' Jimin says, quietly. ''At least for now…''

''And he ruined the chances of me falling for him since now we won't be together anymore. I said
shit I shouldn't have but he went too far.''

''He was probably hurt.''

''What side are you on?''

''Both. I can see where you're both coming from. You two have to talk after the heat dies down, you
can't have a serious, deep conversation if you're angry at him.'' Taehyung rubs his eyes, grabbing
Jimin's coffee.

''Tell me what happened with Hoseok.'' Jimin's smile grows and Taehyung raises an eyebrow. ''I see
one of us got some action yesterday, huh?'' his best friend giggles, nodding his head.

''He didn't reject me!'' he starts.

│►

''You don't look sick.'' it's the first thing Yoongi says when Jungkook opens the door and the boy
frowns in confusion. ''Thank you…?''

''No, I mean, we thought you were sick or something, you didn't go to class. We even brought you
a get-well-soon pizza, now we'll just take it aga-''

''Give me that.'' he grabs both boxes, heading inside, followed by his two best friends. ''This turns
into a you're-doing-good-for-not-crying pizza.'' the other two share a confused look, sitting on the
bed close to him.

''Why would you be crying?''

''Taehyung and I broke up yesterday…'' Seokjin gasps and Yoongi's eyes grow bigger. ''I've been
trying really hard not to cry since I got to the dorm so this pizza is a good reward for being a good
boy.''

''Ok, don't call yourself a good boy in my presence ever again.'' Yoongi holds a finger up and
Jungkook giggles. ''But what happened? Why did you two break up? I didn't see that coming at all.''
the boy sighs, munching on his pizza with a frown. ''Talk.''

''Yesterday… we went to a party, Hoseok's party, you two were probably there. And I left for a
little to grab us some drinks and when I came back, he was talking to a guy, saying how he feels
like his freedom was taken from him since he's dating me. That his thing is waking up in a new bed
every morning… so we fought. And I might've called him a whore.''

Jungkook feels it before he even processes the movement of Yoongi's arm. But he surely feels the
slap on the side of his head. Followed by another from Seokjin right on the other side. ''Hey! What
was that for?!''

''Let me see if I understood it right. You spent not one but two years getting courage to talk to him.
When you do it and manage to date him, you fuck it all up by calling him such thing?!'' Yoongi
says, not being able to keep himself from slapping him again. ''You're so fucking stupid.''

''Listen!'' he starts, pushing both of them away. ''How can I force him to be with me when he's not
happy? I can't do that to him… or myself. I really love him, it's not a stupid crush or something… I
know I fell fast but doesn't mean I didn't. Hearing him say he'd prefer waking up to random people
rather than wake up to me hurt like a bitch.''

''Did he say that?'' silence.

''No but-''

''So no, he didn't say that.'' Seokjin points. Jungkook huffs, grabbing another slice of pizza that he
takes a bite from not even a second later. ''He's probably so mad at you for calling him a whore,
this is so bad. You're an idiot.''

''He called me a slut many times, it should be fair to be called once.'' he mumbles under his breath
and is, yet again, slapped on the head. ''I'll break the next hand that hits me, I sw-'' Jungkook glares
at Yoongi when he challenges him but nothing but a whine leaves his mouth when his arm is
swatter again.

''Did he call you a slut in the middle of an argument, you stupid child?'' silence. ''I really want to see
how you're going to fix this one. He's probably angry and rightfully so. You better start planning on
what you're going to say-''

''With all seriousness, what he said really hurt me. I know I went too far but he was basically
saying he'd rather be single than with me, do you realize how much of a punch in the face that felt
like? It was-'' he inhales. ''I'm not going to be the one going to him to apologize. We need time
apart, he needs to figure out what he wants, if he actually wants to be with me or if what he said
was true. Then, in that conversation, I'll apologize for crossing the line.''

''Well- I mean, yeah, you're right. He has to make a decision, he can't be with you just because
when you're so invested.'' Yoongi nods slowly, almost as if weighing the words. ''You're kinda
smart sometimes, huh? Who would know.''

''Shut the fuck up.''

│►

Taehyung sighs to himself, taking a sip from his coffee cup. He's stressed, woke up late and had to
run to get in class on time, where he found himself not even able to pay attention to the lecture. In
short, he's not having a good day so far.

''Kim…'' he hears as he opens his locker. His friends argued about how stupid and middle schooler-
ish it was to buy a locker but Taehyung insisted it was useful since he doesn't like carrying
backpacks.

''What do you want?'' Taehyung asks with the most monotone voice he can pull, turning to the
young man standing there. Yugyeom smirks, leaning his weight on one of his legs. ''Seriously,
what do you want? I'm not in the mood for this right now.''
''But how can I get my entertainment if not making fun of your ass?'' he tilts his head with a
disgusting smile and Taehyung rolls his eyes. ''Don't roll your eyes at me, asshole.''

''I'm not in a good mood, leave me the fuck alone.'' Taehyung almost growls.

''Watch your fucking tone, Kim.'' Yugyeom says, hitting Taehyung's cup, the liquid flying both to
his clothes and his arm. His mouth opens in shock, a gasp escaping. His white skirt. His poor white
skirt. Ruined. ''W-''

''What the fuck do you think you're doing?'' a pair of black boots stops in front of him, shielding his
body from Yugyeom. ''Lost your voice there, buddy?'' Taehyung's eyes are still on his skirt, hand
squeezing the almost empty cup of coffee in anger.

''I was just having a talk with-'' Jungkook takes a step closer, holding Yugyeom's collar and
pressing him against the lockers harshly.

''If I see you around him anymore, I will hit your fucking face on the ground until you can't
recognize yourself. Do you understand?'' when he gets nothing but a glare, he pulls Yugyeom
closer just enough to push him again and make him hiss. ''I asked, do you understand?''

''Fuck off, Jeon, this is so fucking gross.'' the loud sound of a something hitting the lockers makes
Taehyung look up, afraid Jungkook had lost his patience and just smashed Yugyeom's head but
instead, he finds him with his fist against the cold metal, just next to the other's face.

''How was I friends with you? You're the biggest asshole ever.'' he spits. ''Don't talk as if you didn't
laugh when I made fun of your little princess.'' and at that, Taehyung looks back down before
turning to walk away, not caring to see what happens next and definitely not worried about
Yugyeom getting punched or not and Jungkook getting a suspension.

Jungkook turns back when he hears Taehyung's steps and his eyes soften immediately. ''Hm, seems
like you two aren't-''

''Shut the fuck up. Never, ever get close to him again.'' he smashes Yugyeom's back against the
lockers one last time, sending him a glare as he steps back, jogging to catch up to Taehyung.
''Baby.'' he calls, grabbing his forearm to stop him in his tracks.

''I'm too stressed for this today, let me go.'' his eyes have tears and Jungkook immediately places
his hand on Taehyung's cheek, wiping them away. But the blonde grabs his wrist, taking it away.
''Thanks for… defending me.'' he mumbles, taking a step back.

''I told you. Even if not together, no one messes with you.'' not together. Both flinch at that. ''Your
skirt- That's one of your favorite.'' Taehyung looks down, sighing at the brown spot on the white
piece of clothing. ''That won't come off.''

''I know. It's ok.'' he gives him a half assed smile, turning around to leave. Jungkook opens his
mouth, but nothing comes out. He knows Taehyung should be the one apologizing, so he says
nothing. He doesn't call him, only watches him getting farther and farther away.

There's a pat on his shoulder and he turns, only to see Jimin giving him almost the same smile
Taehyung did, before running to his best friend and resting his hand on Taehyung's lower back.
The blonde immediately slipping his arm around Jimin's shoulders.

''That could be me.'' he sighs, turning to walk the opposite direction. Again.

│►
It's past three in the morning when the loud sound of Taehyung's phone wakes him up from his
precious sleep. He doesn't even bother picking up, groaning to himself as he turns over. Whoever it
was, could call later. He's tired, had a stressful week and is definitely not in the mood to deal with
someone in the middle of the night.

He hugs his pillow, since his Jungkook was no longer there, trying to fall back to sleep.

Though the same sound rings again through his ears and he sighs, long and tired, as he grabs his
phone, not even opening his eyes so he doesn't go blind by the lights, sliding his finger where he
already knows the option to pick up is. ''Hello?''

He hears nothing for about two seconds, but then there's a little sniff, followed by a small whisper.
''Tae…?'' he sits up in a second, pulling the phone from his ear just to make sure he's not mixing up
voices. He proves himself correct when he sees Jungkook's picture – him with the biggest smile
ever – on his screen.

''What's wrong? Why are you crying? Are you okay? Are you hurt?'' he's aware that he's asking too
many questions but his heart was hammering and he couldn't stop himself. ''Kook, are you ok?'' he
insists when he gets no answers.

''C-Can you come over?'' Jungkook asks, voice almost not there, as if he was afraid to ask for such
thing when they're not in the greatest terms. ''I understand if-''

''I'll be there in a second, bun.'' it's all he says before he ends the call, rubbing his eyes to try to
wake himself up a little bit. He puts on the first sweatpants he finds, deciding walking on campus
with only underwear wasn't the best decision ever.

Jungkook's dorm was on the building right next to his so it doesn't take him long, especially since
he almost runs to get there, worried and definitely missing Jungkook's presence. It's been over a
week since they were face to face, after that coffee incident with Yugyeom.

Taehyung did a lot of thinking, of course, but his pride was too strong and too impeding to just
allow him to go to Jungkook and apologize, even though he knows he should do it. Yes, he didn't
mean those words like that, since he wasn't done talking, but he has to explain himself at least.
Then, obviously and rightfully so, be mad again for the way Jungkook treated him.

But none of that mattered on that moment, Jungkook was crying – possibly hurt – and Taehyung
had to be there for him. Even if there's still unresolved things between them.

He knocks once, though he tries twisting the door handle right away and finds the door opened.
There's a lump in the middle of the bed that Taehyung recognizes immediately as Jungkook
wrapped up in his sheets. Taehyung doesn't say anything, he simply closes the door as quietly as
possible – maybe Jungkook had fallen asleep, who knows, he's not moving.

Taehyung looks around quickly to try to locate the keys but when he doesn't see them, he just
shrugs it off. No one would try to get in anyways.

His steps are quick but careful, not wanting to make any sound, and he slowly sits down on the
bed, lifting the sheets to get under them. As soon as his head rests on the pillow, he throws one arm
around Jungkook's waist to keep him close and safe.

A sigh. A kiss to the curve of Jungkook's neck before he closes his eyes to try to sleep too.

But then, Jungkook sniffs and turns to him, hugging his body as close as possible. ''Oh-'' Taehyung
startles a little. ''Thought you were sleeping.'' it's a whisper, the room too quiet to disturb it
completely. Jungkook snuggles closer, using Taehyung's upper arm as a pillow so he can be as
close to him as their position allows.

''I'm not.'' he whispers back, closing his eyes at the relaxing feeling of being in Taehyung's arms
again, the hand stroking his back slowly up and down. ''I had a dream. That's why I was crying.''
Jungkook answers the unspoken question, sniffing again.

''Want to talk about it, bab- Jungkook?'' the boy presses his eyes tight, having to keep a sob to
himself.

''Don't.'' he asks, looking up. ''D-Don't call me by my name.'' Taehyung nods, repeating his question
without avoiding the pet name. ''I just- I don't remember it clearly but you uh, moved on? I think. I
remember you telling me you wouldn't wait for an apology forever, then- then you left with a guy
and- I woke up crying like the little bitch I am.''

''Hey, look at me.'' Jungkook pouts, looking up again with glassy eyes. ''You're not a bitch for being
sentimental, stop saying that.'' he quickly wipes away his remaining tears, cupping Jungkook's
cheek. ''We should talk tomorrow. Apologies tomorrow. It's Saturday, let's go out for breakfast and
talk, yeah?'' Jungkook nods slowly, the pout still very much there.

''Let's do that.'' he sniffs. ''Thanks for coming so fast even though we're not- together…'' Taehyung
presses a finger to his lips, the other hand combing Jungkook's dark hair to ease him to sleep.
''Don't move on while I'm sleeping, please…'' he mumbles and Taehyung giggles at that.

''You're an idiot.'' Jungkook smiles, hugging Taehyung closer, his hand resting on Taehyung's
lower back, inside his shirt. Clearly too close for two people who are currently not together
anymore. ''I'm sorry…'' he whispers into Jungkook's hair.

''Nuh-uh, you said apologies tomorrow.'' he pinches Taehyung's side with no strength. ''I don't want
to cry again, just hug me, please.''

''Of course.''

│►

It takes him a second to wake up properly but the first thing he notices is that the bed isn't as warm
as it was when he fell asleep. He keeps his eyes closed, repeating the word please multiple times
before popping one eye opened and turning to the side.

He's faced with disappointment. Taehyung left.

For a solid second he wonders if he dreamt it all, if Taehyung actually came by, but Taehyung's
cologne is still in the air and on himself and that's how he knows that he was just abandoned there.
Alone and cold. And sad, as well.

He sighs, turning around to hug his pillow and just sleep some more, not having anything planned
for a Saturday like that. It stings, it does, but they broke up. Jungkook was an idiot and he's not
surprised that Taehyung is angry at him.

Though he'd wished Taehyung stayed long enough to at least tell him he was leaving. He sighs
again.

But then he hears the shower running and he can physically feel his ears turning towards the
sound. He sits down in a second, trying to understand if the shower is actually on or if it's his own
brain taking pity on him. But no. It's definitely the shower.
So he gets up, a smile on his face, walking towards the bathroom with a happy humming. The door
isn't locked, which is not shocking since they never did that, and so he gets in, closing it behind
himself. ''Tae?'' he calls.

''Good morning.'' the blonde answers and Jungkook can hear the smile on his voice. ''Did you sleep
well?'' Jungkook hops into the sink, feel dangling in the air as he nods. Though he quickly
remembers Taehyung can't see him.

''I did, yeah.'' the other simply hums, the water still going. ''Thank you. You know, for yesterday. I
know I already thanked you but- yeah, thanks. You were sleeping and still came to check on me
even if it was almost four in the morning.''

''Jungkook, I'd drop anything if you were hurt. Sleep isn't more important than you.'' he feels those
words like an arrow to his heart and can't possibly not smile at them. ''I'm glad you called even
though we're in this situation.''

''Can we talk already? Fuck breakfast, I can't keep this going.'' Jungkook whispers the ending,
nervous. That conversation can either go well and get them back to dating or end up with them
yelling at each other again with promises to never get back together.

''Join me then.'' his ears perk up yet again. He didn't do so thinking Taehyung was mad but those
words were enough for him to pull his shirt off his body and kick his sweatpants to the other side
of the bathroom. The lack of underwear making it faster.

He pulls the shower curtain to the side just so he can go in, closing it again. ''Hi.'' he says with a
smile. Taehyung chuckles. ''Hey.'' Jungkook watches as the blonde grabs their favorite scented
shampoo, squeezing some to his palm. ''Turn around.'' and he does.

''You really hurt me, you know.'' Jungkook is the first one to speak, head tilted back to allow
Taehyung to wash his dark locks. ''Hearing you say that- that you'd rather wake up to other guys
was probably one of the most hurtful things I've heard.''

''I never said that.'' Taehyung adds.

''You kinda did.''

''I kinda didn't.'' Jungkook sighs, letting his head drop. Though Taehyung quickly tilts it back up by
pulling at his hair with little to no strength. ''You didn't let me finish what I was telling him. If you
heard everything, you wouldn't have gotten mad at me.''

''Then… I think this is a great moment for you to tell me what you were going to say.'' Jungkook
looks back from the corner of his eye, though he can't see Taehyung.

''I was saying that I was used to that shit. But, if you were to let me finish, I was going to say how I
prefer it like this. Though some kind of freedom was taken from me – which is true, I'm doing the
same to you by dating you – I don't want it back. I'm so fucking happy with you, Jungkook, I- I
really am. I never dated, I wouldn't be doing so if I wasn't sure I want this.''

''But- He asked if you regretted this and you said, and I quote, I wouldn't say regret. So there's a
feeling there.'' he turns to Taehyung, their eyes focused. ''Be honest. Do you like being single more
than- with me? Be honest. Please.'' there's a few seconds of silence, Taehyung dropping his arms to
his sides, hands still filled with shampoo.

''No, I don't.'' he says then. ''It's weird for me, it really is, but I can't say I like it more. I'm really
happy with you. I can promise you that. Jimin can tell you how happier I've become. Anyone that
knows me, can see it.'' Taehyung takes a step closer, placing his hand on Jungkook's waist.

''W-Why did you refer to me as your bully?'' Jungkook whispers with a pout, fist closed loosely and
touching Taehyung's chest in a weak punch.

''Why did you call me a whore?'' Taehyung asks back.

''Heat of the moment… I went too far. I'm sorry.'' he sighs, the guilt coming back to him.

''Same reason. And you're forgiven, it's alright.'' the blonde intertwines their fingers, bringing
Jungkook's hand up to kiss at his knuckles. ''You never even bullied me, I was just angry that you
were putting me on the spot for not being in love with you yet, I don't know, I shouldn't have called
you that.''

''And I shouldn't have called you a whore.'' he leans in, pecking Taehyung's lips. ''Can we just go
back to you being my daddy? I hate this shit, I hate not being with you.''

''Wow, you have a talent for ruining the moment, don't you?'' Jungkook throws his head back in
laughter, arms going around Taehyung's neck in a soft hug. ''Let's get dressed and head for
breakfast? I'm hungry as hell and I know you probably sad-ate everything you had.''

''You're correct, I did.'' he giggles. ''Let's do that. Finish washing me up first, though.'' Jungkook
grabs the bodywash, handing it to his boyfriend but he doesn't take it, opening the curtain instead.
''Hey, come back.''

''I know you're going to pop a boner while I wash you and I'm too hungry for this.'' the biker just
laughs, knowing Taehyung is right, therefore he doesn't even try to defend himself from such
accusation.

''You can always eat my ass.'' Jungkook offers as he pops the cap opened, squeezing some into the
luffa so he can wash his body.

''Tempting, but no, thanks. I'll pick your clothes to be faster, my stomach is growling.''

│►

''Why in the world is there a pair of scissors on the bed? Taehyung, honey, I thought you weren't
mad at me anymore, leave my dick alone, please.'' Taehyung rolls his eyes, though he doesn't stop
the small laugh that comes through anyways. ''What are we cutting? Our red string? Don't!''

''What red string? The fuck are you talking about? Always?'' he furrows his brows and Jungkook
sends him a pointed look. ''First of all, rude. Second, soulmates? Red string of faith- You're really
not romantic, I bet it's going to be such a weak proposal.''

''Wow, proposal? Who said I'll be able to handle your annoying ass for that long?''

''Again, rude!'' he finishes rubbing his head with the towel, throwing it at his already dressed
boyfriend. ''I'll let you know that I won't take anything less than… hm… a small orchestra and you
coming in on a white horse. Maybe with a rose in your mouth. Yeah, definitely with a rose in your
mouth. An airplane passing by with a banner saying Will You Marry Me. That's how you're going
to do it.''

''See, I'd do that, but roses are pretty expensive so…'' Jungkook laughs again, wholeheartedly.
''Can't I just do the classic and put a ring on your drink? Well, knowing how stupid you are you'd
probably swallow it and fuck up the already shitty proposal.''
''I don't like your tone right now.'' he points a finger. ''Anyways! Ignoring how hateful you always
are towards me, what are the scissors for?'' Taehyung watches as Jungkook puts on the fishnets
without even questioning.

''Oh, right. We're getting you on the crop top.'' Jungkook raises an eyebrow at the black loose shirt
on the bed. ''Or, in another words, I'm possibly ruining one of your shirts but I'll buy you another if
that happens. Probably won't but, it's nice to reassure you just in case.''

''You prepare yourself, you'll never see anything as hot as what's about to be in front of you.'' he
warns, putting on the shirt and Taehyung gets up with the scissors. ''Should I put the pants on
first?'' Taehyung nods, chuckling as he has to jump a few times to get them up his thighs.

''If this turns out not as expected, you can't get mad. Deal?''

''It's just a shirt.'' Jungkook smiles, allowing Taehyung to poke the fabric with the end of the
scissors, already starting to make a small hole to mark where he'd have to cut it. ''Is this too low?
Should we cut higher?''

''I'm not sure.'' Taehyung gestures for him to take the shirt off and he does as he's told, letting
Taehyung sit on the bed to cut it symmetrically as he picks one pair of black boots to slip on. ''I'm
probably going to look weird. A crop top is so not my style.''

''You're going to look hot-'' but he's interrupted.

''Oh, yeah, I know, I always do, the point is-''

''I'll poke your eyes with the scissors, I'm not joking.'' Jungkook pouts, making Taehyung roll his
eyes. ''Come here.'' he stumbles a little as he finishes tying up his shoelaces. He allows his
boyfriend to put the top on him, the fabric hanging loose on his body. Sleeves reaching just above
his elbows and ends two fingers over his bellybutton. ''Fuck.''

''Is that a good fuck or he-looks-like-shit kind of fuck?'' he pouts yet again, trying to look down at
himself but not being able to actually see it properly.

''It's an I-could-eat-you kind of fuck. You look so hot.'' Taehyung grabs his hand, pulling him to the
bathroom since Jungkook doesn't have a full body mirror in his dorm. The one in the bathroom is
big enough to see to their knees and Jungkook smirks as he sees his reflection.

''I would eat myself.'' Taehyung makes a gagging sound that only gets him to hit him with his
elbow. ''We contrast so hard, babe.'' Jungkook adds with a giggle and Taehyung takes a look at the
both of them, seeing exactly what Jungkook is talking about.

Taehyung's skirt is baby pink, high waisted and falling loose, paired with white fishnets.
Jungkook's black ripped jeans showing his black fishnets underneath. While Taehyung's crop top is
white and has some kind of fur texture to it, Jungkook's is black and plain, showing his hard
abdomen. ''Don't dry your hair.'' Taehyung suggests.

Jungkook's hair was still wet, parted up in the middle and falling a little over his eyes, him being
too lazy to go to a hairdresser to get it trimmed and Taehyung's blonde locks a little messy and
wavy but still in place. ''I think I'll wear this shit more often.''

''Will I ever be able to get you on a skirt?'' their eyes meet through the mirror and Taehyung can see
the blush on Jungkook's cheeks. ''I mean… you've dressed one a couple of times, but no one else
saw it. Such a shame, isn't it?'' Jungkook's blush intensifies and he goes for the first thing he
always does. Try to make a joke out of the situation.
''You give me boners way too often, my skirt would be up all the time-''

''Gosh, you're so nasty, so unnecessary.''

│►

Taehyung puts both their coffees down, sitting across from Jungkook on the booth. ''She said she'll
bring the rest in a minute.'' the other nods, taking his cup to his lips right away. ''What have you
been up to?''

''Being sad, had some research work that got me even sadder, then just normal sad again… then
extremely sad with the dream and now happy. Yoongi and Seokjin can't handle me mopping
anymore. You?'' Taehyung rolls his eyes at the vagueness of that sentence and takes a sip from his
coffee before speaking.

''I had to do some pair work that got me pissed, the girl didn't do shit but whatever. Then the skirt, I
think I washed it like… six times and it doesn't come off which is pretty upsetting but also,
whatever. Jimin and Hoseok are basically dating so they made me feel single as fuck, which has
never happened. Also did a lot of thinking because of you.''

''Did you actually? Do some thinking, I mean.'' Taehyung tilts his head at the surprise behind
Jungkook's voice. ''I'm just asking because… well, if I didn't have a dream, we wouldn't be here
right now… which leads me to question if you actually thought about stuff or figured it out this
morning.''

''I did a lot of thinking. I just… have some problems talking about feelings, that's why I didn't put
my pride aside to go to you. I'm sorry, I should've apologized sooner.'' Jungkook pouts as
Taehyung reaches over the table to intertwine their fingers.

''I know, I just wanted to make sure.'' they both smile at each other, Taehyung's thumb soothing
over Jungkook's hand. ''So.'' he starts as the waitress comes with their food, Jungkook immediately
taking a bite. ''I've been thinking about something.'' his words sound a little muffled by the food in
his mouth and Taehyung scrunches his nose at that.

''What is it?'' Taehyung asks anyways, digging on his own breakfast. Jungkook swallows quickly,
wiping his mouth with the napkin. ''I'm going to come out to my parents, I think it's time. We're
dating and even chose how you're going to propose already – without the rose, because it's
expensive.'' Taehyung wants to chuckle at the joke, he does, but the previous statement makes his
eyes go wider.

''You want to come out?'' Jungkook nods, slowly. ''Babe- I'm so proud of you, I know it's scary.
Shit, do they have any idea?''

''Nope.'' he pops his lips at the end, chuckling at himself. ''They too think I'm very straight. They
never said anything bad about being gay but we also never had a conversation about it so it
might've been just because the opportunity to talk shit never came.''

''You can't think like that, I'm sure they'll support you. If they don't, you know I'm here-''

''Hey! How relaxing seeing you two together.'' they turn to the side, Jimin and Hoseok
approaching, hands holding each other close. Jungkook gets up to sit next to Taehyung instead,
letting the other two sit side by side in front of them. ''Damn, that's a nice touch.'' Jimin
compliments, looking directly at Jungkook's torso.

''I know right? Tae cut it for me.'' he smiles, bunny teeth on full display. ''Are you alright now?''
Hoseok asks.

''We're back together, if that's what you're asking.'' Taehyung answers for the both of them, taking a
sip from his coffee. ''What about you two? What has woken you so early on a Saturday?'' as Jimin
starts speaking, Taehyung feels a foot tapping his. He looks up only to see Jungkook smirking and
looking away, pretending to focus on what the newcomer is talking about.

''…so we came here before heading to our date…'' Jungkook's foot continues playing with
Taehyung's and the blonde pushes him away gently so he can properly listen to his best friend. ''…
and we were thinking about maybe…'' Taehyung raises a brow as Jungkook's hand falls on his
thigh but he doesn't do anything. They often kept their hands on each other's thighs.

''What do you think?'' Taehyung blinks, knowing neither of them knows what Jimin just said. So he
rushes to answer first before Jungkook simply said he didn't listen. ''Sounds awesome.'' Jimin
smiles at that, continuing his rant about what they have planned for their date.

Taehyung does listen, to some extent at least. Jungkook's fingers play with his fishnets, pulling on
them and letting go, though not too harshly, just enough for Taehyung to feel it against his skin.
But he does his best to act like he's not even acknowledging his boyfriend, knowing how frustrated
Jungkook always got when his attempts didn't result in anything.

So he huffs to himself, fingers slowly crawling higher and higher, until they reach Taehyung's
skirt. He glances at the blonde through the corners of his eyes just to make sure he's not being
angrily glared at and when he's met with no reaction at all, he'd rather get a glare.

Jungkook's pouting by the time he carefully lifts Taehyung's skirt just enough to place his hand on
his underwear, though that doesn't get him not even the simplest eye contact. ''What did you do for
yours, Jungkook?'' the question is directed to him and he snaps his head up, blinking twice to put
his mind away from where his hand is.

''Ours what?'' he asks, knowing that just proves he wasn't listening. ''Our first date, Kook.''
Taehyung explains and Jungkook narrows his eyes at him. Was he that unaffected? Makes him
want to squeeze his hand and get him whining for him to stop. Maybe he could do that. May-

''Jungkook?'' Jimin calls with a chuckle. ''Our first date, right. We're both cheap as fuck so we just
had movie night at his dorm and ate some pizza, talked a little about ourselves since he didn't
exactly know anything about each other and yeah. We did order some ice cream later.''

''Oh, that's not cheap, that's still pretty romant-''

''Of course I gave him head before bed but that's just about it.'' he shrugs, taking a sip from his
coffee with the hand that isn't currently trying to subtly get inside his boyfriend's underwear.

''Right. We're trying to keep sex away for at least the first dates to see how this goes for the long-
term and all. So just kisses, max.'' Jungkook fake gasps. Jimin rolls his eyes with a smile.

''Taehyung and I could never.'' Hoseok laughs at that, stealing the blonde's cup of coffee since his
order isn't in front of them yet. Taehyung swats his hand, though he doesn't do anything to get the
coffee back.

''You. It's all you. You could never.'' Taehyung raises an accusing finger. ''That's just rude. You're
so rude to me.'' he pouts. ''Don't talk as if you ever tell me no.'' he leans in for a kiss on Taehyung's
cheek that is actually just a way to get his arm in the right position to finally slip his hand inside
Taehyung's underwear.
The low gasp he hears is enough to make him feel proud of himself. He giggles, ignoring the hard
look Taehyung sends his way. He knows he's already fucked so might as well take full advantage
of the situation.

''Did you hear that Yugyeom got the shit beat out of him? I got a text from a guy from my dance
class telling me about the news.'' Hoseok says and both Taehyung and Jimin turn the biker in a
second. Jungkook blinks at both of them.

''What?'' he asks. ''You two think it was me? I wish. I want to break his head. But no, it wasn't me.''
Jungkook says nonchalant as he starts moving his hand. Movements slow – so the others don't see
his arm shaking – but still very present, fingers tightening up just on the right places.

''Then who would've beat him up?'' Jimin asks with an eyebrow raises and Jungkook shrugs, eating
the rest of his breakfast in one big bite. ''A lot of people hate him, he's an asshole. I don't know how
I was even friends with him.''

''Let me see your knuckles.'' Jimin presses. Jungkook is quick to show him his not busted knuckles
with a roll of the eyes. ''I said it wasn't me, dude.'' the other hums. ''Ok, show me the other.'' and
that takes him a second to even process the words.

Taehyung chuckles. Jungkook blinks. ''Show him, baby.'' the biker narrows his eyes at him, making
sure to squeeze his hand hard enough to hurt – granting a groan from his boyfriend – before pulling
his hand away to show it to the two sitting in front of him. Not too close though.

''Right.'' Jimin nods. ''Who did that then?''

''I don't know. But he deserved.'' Jungkook says then. ''The waitress is waving at you guys.''
Hoseok turns back, motioning Jimin to follow so they can get their breakfast. Jungkook giggles at
how fast they got up, taking his cup of coffee to his lips, not swallowing as he stops his movements
when Taehyung leans closer to his ear.

''Do that shit again and I'll drag you to the bathroom, sweetheart.'' he leans away with an innocent
smile but Jungkook can see the darkness of his eyes. Jungkook smirks, putting his cup down. ''Is
that supposed to be a threat?'' his pout gets Taehyung to raise an eyebrow.

''Are you seriously going to act bratty? After you called me a whore, I have some anger to let out
on you, darling.'' Jungkook feels a shiver crawling up his back and Taehyung smiles at that,
catching how the hairs in Jungkook's arms got up. ''Just a warning. Keep your hands in place.''

''How aren't you affected? I was-''

''I am. I just know how to control myself… something you're not familiar with, right, bub?''
Jungkook scoffs with an even bigger pout, muttering something under his breath as he grabs his
cup again. ''We'll surely talk about this when we get back, though.''

''Y-You're not mad, though, right?'' he asks, tone less confident. Taehyung just hums. ''Hyungie…''
Jungkook whines but doesn't say anything else as the other two come back.

''Why are you so red?'' Hoseok points out immediately and Jungkook hides his cheeks by pressing
his forehead onto Taehyung's shoulder. ''They were clearly flirting, don't point something like that
out.'' Jimin scolds, holding the bag with the breakfast on. ''We'll get going, ok? I'll call you later.
Have a good day, boys.''

''Have fun on your date.'' Taehyung wishes, smiling at them. As they walk away, the two turn to
each other. ''That was an act of public indecency, what if we got sued? I can't pay indemnification,
I'd sell your body to the black market.''

''Didn't you enjoy?'' he pouts, his hand on Taehyung's thigh. ''And why my body? You can just sell
foot pics in this economy.'' Taehyung laughs, pushing Jungkook's shoulder away.

''Give me your jacket.'' Jungkook giggles but does get up to take it off, handing it to his boyfriend
that holds it in his forearm to hide his crotch as he gets up as well. ''Did you really have to do this
when I'm in a skirt? You have no consideration.''

''I just wanted to play a bit…!'' they exit the coffee shop with their fingers intertwined – having
already paid when they listed their order – and Jungkook takes a good look at how his jacket looks
out of place even if just on Taehyung's arm. ''You'd probably look so good with my jackets on,
babe.'' he comments.

''Me in leather jackets? Only the day I get you on a pink skirt.'' Jungkook huffs with a pout, looking
away. Though he stops walking, squeezing Taehyung's hand as he has the best idea so far – or at
least he believes so. ''What?''

''Taehyung. Hear this. For Halloween's party, we should swap styles. Babe- Shit, I'm so fucking
smart.'' Taehyung does his best to fight his smile, not hating the idea.

''So you're suggesting I dress as a clown for Halloween this year?'' Jungkook's smile is replaced by
a frown and Taehyung has to bite down his lip to stop himself from laughing.

''I hate you so fucking much.'' he mutters but still pulls his boyfriend closer by throwing his arm
around his shoulders, Taehyung's hand resting inside Jungkook's back pocket of his jeans while the
other arm is still secure against his stomach to hold the leather jacket.

''You won't be going as a clown, but as a very cool dude. Also, something I thought during
breakfast with those two, we should go on dates again, Jimin and Hoseok got me jealous. I know
we're dating but- dates are so cute.'' Jungkook says after some seconds of silence and Taehyung
looks at him with an eyebrow raised.

''Kook, if you want to have dates, you just have to name them dates. We hang out all the time.'' but
Jungkook only pouts more. ''Is it not the same thing? You have to tell me, I'm not good at this.'' he
chuckles, placing a sweet kiss to Jungkook's jaw.

''It's- not the same. We put thought to dates and do something with… well, more meaning? We're
hanging out now but you can't call breakfast a date when it's something we do all the time.'' he
explains, gesturing way too much.

''Then yeah, we can go back to having dates, I don't mind.'' Jungkook smiles, leaning closer so he
can kiss Taehyung's cheek and mutter a short thank you. ''You're so cute, I hate you.''

''I don't think you do!'' he giggles. ''I think you like me way too much.''

''Illusion is a serious problem.'' Taehyung says though, as nonchalant as possible.

''I want to break up.'' Jungkook frowns.

''No.''

│►

Jungkook gasps as Taehyung's hand cups him through his pants, head tilting back to allow his
boyfriend to suck on the sensitive skin. ''Pick it up, sweetheart.'' he groans against his ear when
Jungkook's phone goes off and he nods weakly before shoving his hand in his pocket.

When he sees the name on his screen, his squeal makes Taehyung jump in place and take some
steps back with the elbow he receives against his stomach. ''What the-''

''It's my dad. Oh my God, what do I do?'' he turns the phone to the blonde and Taehyung furrows
his brows. ''I don't know, what about pick up the call and not hit me again?''

''I'm so sorry, babe, I panicked. What- What if he senses my boner through the call? He'll ask
questions- Oh my God he'll know I'm with a boy- He-''

''Hours ago you told me you wanted to come out… I don't think you're ready to do that.'' Taehyung
says, gesturing to the phone. ''He can't hear that your dick is hard, just pick up and try to act
normal… ish.'' Jungkook frowns, nodding as he rushes to accept the call.

''Hey… dad!'' he smiles, cheeks red with embarrassment. Taehyung chuckles quietly, sitting down
on the bed after taking one of the boxes from under it. Jungkook stands by the door, body rigid and
tense. ''Yeah, I missed you guys too.''

His eyes are on his boyfriend as he goes through his collection of nail polish and his mind barely
registers what his father is saying anymore. ''Yeah, right.'' he nods, though he can only focus on the
pretty pastel pink color Taehyung chooses.

''You sound a little airy, are you ok?'' his dad asks with a small chuckle and Jungkook sighs. He
can do it. He has to do it. He loves Taehyung, as hard as it might be, he has to be honest about it.
''Can we meet soon? I have- I have something important to tell you…''

''Important? Did you do something bad? Don't tell me you got a girl pregnant.'' Jungkook doesn't
know if he wants to laugh or cry. He might just start doing both if he doesn't get a grip on himself.
''I didn't, I really, really didn't.'' he sighs again. Taehyung is just sitting in bed, eyes focused on his
nails as he continues to paint each very slowly.

Jungkook's heart wants to jump out of his chest. ''I just want to meet you and mom tomorrow,
alright? It's important and- yeah. I'm actually busy with an essay right now so I'll call you later so
we can plan it out, ok?'' he doesn't really wait for an answer before he ends the call, throwing his
phone to the floor. Taehyung raises his eyes, shaking his head with a little smile as Jungkook steps
closer.

''Let me do that.'' his eyebrows shot up but he still hands the nail polish to his boyfriend, placing
his hand on his muscled thigh to use it as a support. Silence fills up the room, the biker's eyes
completely focused but Taehyung can hear the engines in his mind working.

''It's going to be ok, Kook.'' he says then, making their eyes meet before Jungkook looks back to his
nails. ''I know it's scary but you will feel free after you do it. It's going to be alright. I know it will.
Even if they get angry, I'm- I'm here for you, ok? You'll be fine.''

''I know you are.'' Jungkook whispers. ''I'm just freaking out. My boner even went away – though
we've been interrupted so many times and I'm dying to get my dick wet. I've always been the
straightest guy ever in my dad's eyes, he always looked past the signs I gave even as a kid before I
even myself realized that girls suck.''

''Girls don't suck-''

''Yeah they do. Well, probably not, but for me they do because I couldn't care less about… boobs
and vaginas and whatever, I don't care about that. Like… my dad just asked if the reason why I
want to talk is because I knocked up someone. He'd probably be so fucking disappointed if he
found out I'm such a little bitch during sex.'' he rants, not even painting the nails anymore, though
he huffs and goes back to it.

''I mean… he doesn't have to know. You're just saying you're gay, you don't have to explain what
goes on in bed. Though… if he asks and it helps in some way, you can say I'm the little bitch. I'll
take that for you.'' Taehyung mumbles the last part.

''Oh my God… and you said you weren't romantic?'' he asks with a fake crying expression and
Taehyung rolls his eyes. ''But thanks, if he asks I'll brag about fucking you.''

''If your dad asks about who fucks who, then maybe he has a little problem.'' Jungkook giggles.
''Don't laugh, it's just weird. If your son came out to you, would you ask if he-''

''Well of course, first question, actually, so I could give him some tips on how to get himself stretc-
'' Taehyung is quick to interrupt.

''Shut up. Just… don't speak. Ever.'' Jungkook laughs. ''I'm kidding! Of course I wouldn't ask, don't
worry, I won't make our kids go through that if they end up having to have that conversation with
us.'' Taehyung scoffs at that.

''Our kids? You plan things too far ahead, huh? Not even just one, multiple?'' he looks down at his
hands once they're done, Jungkook patting himself on the shoulder for the good job.

''You're never getting rid of me so, as you can imagine, we will at some point have a little
someone. Also, please paint my nails black. And one kid alone would be lonely so-'' Taehyung
furrows his brows in confusion. ''Yes, I asked you to paint my nails. It looks cool… so, please?''

''Sure. Give me those calloused ass hands.''

''Hey, my hands are soft.'' he pouts, placing his right hand on Taehyung's knee. ''I'm thinking of a
beach wedding…''

''Shut up. Please. I beg you.''

''You have to wear a dress, I'll even pay you. Oh my God, you'll look so pretty, I'm going to cry the
whole ceremony. And our dog could take the rings if we don't have a kid yet… isn't it a good idea?
I don't really like the sun but I'd take that for the sake of our wedding day.''

''Oh my God…'' Jungkook giggles, the room falling into a comfortable silence. Taehyung's eyes are
focused on his boyfriend's nails while Jungkook just stares at him, counting his eyelashes one too
many times before he sighs. Taehyung looks up. ''What's wrong?''

''Nothing.'' but his pout gives it away and when their eyes meet, Jungkook can see Taehyung is
waiting for an actual answer. ''What if they disown me? I have you, yeah, and I love you and love
that, but will you pay my tuition? My dorm? No. I really would appreciate if I didn't have to turn
into actually selling foot pics or my ass… so I'd like if they didn't tell me to fuck off.''

And Taehyung wants to roll his eyes for the way Jungkook always words his thoughts but he
knows it's a sensitive topic and that his boyfriend is worried so, instead, he puts the nail polish
down to be able to cup Jungkook's cheek.

''It's going to be ok. I know it will. You're an amazing guy and from the way I've heard you talking
to your mom on the phone, an amazing son. Also an amazing boyfriend but, not the point and not
important to the case. Maybe they even suspect already, at least your mom. Don't stress your pretty
little head, ok? You'll be fine.'' Jungkook pouts, nodding.

''Kiss me, please.'' Taehyung chuckles before leaning closer, placing his lips against his
boyfriend's. ''I love you, Tae.'' he whispers, voice careful and eyes examining the way Taehyung's
harden a little. But the blonde smiles, grabbing the nail polish again.

But instead of an I love you too, Jungkook receives a kiss on his cheek.

He keeps himself from sighing.

│►

He feels nervous. He can feel a drop of sweat slowly going down his back as he listens to his dad
speak about something work related that he is absolutely nothing interested on. When he and his
mom laugh, Jungkook joins with a fake chuckle of his own to pretend to be focused.

His pals are so sweaty he feels like the glass of ice cold coke will just slip away and he will
embarrass himself. The laughter dies down and his dad's eyes fall on him before clearing his throat.
''I believe you wanted to talk to us? We're almost done with our meal and you still haven't said
anything.''

''Oh. Yeah. Right. That.'' Jungkook giggles out of pure nerves, eyes going wider. He inhales slowly,
exhaling just at the same pace. He had to do it. He could do it. ''I just- I want to say that this is
something that I've been hiding for a long time… years, really, and it's- it's hard to tell you guys. I
just hope you can still see me the same way because- because I'm still me. The exact same
Jungkook, ok?'' they share a quick confused look before turning back to him.

''Well, go on, Jungkookie. You're worrying me.'' she says, placing a hand on the table next to his.
''Whatever it is, you can just say.'' Jungkook nods, inhaling yet again. His dad's brows are together
in a confused frown and he feels himself growing even more worried, eyes starting to blur with
tears.

''I'm dating.'' it's the only thing he manages to let out and his parents deflate, his father already
opening his mouth to let out a comment but he has to just say it in one go before he loses his
courage that was already almost none. ''A boy.''

He watches as their eyes go wide and so he has to look down at his plate. ''I'm gay.'' the silence that
settles that makes his stomach twist. He said that. He said it. It's out. He's out. ''I have always been
but always tried to hide it from everyone, even in school but then- then I met my boyfriend and he
was worth the nasty looks that I get sometimes, and the comments about me being gay, and he's
definitely worth me sitting here, telling you guys about how I am- how I am in love and want you
two to meet him… sometime.''

But nothing comes. Nothing but silence. His palms start sweating.

''W-Why aren't you saying anything? Are you mad? I'll just- I'll go back to my d-''

''You're not going anywhere.'' his mom grabs his hand and he sits back down, tears pooling at his
eyes. ''We are just surprised, that's all. I had no idea, you don't look- you never showed any signs of
this.'' he gulps, looking down.

''Son, it's ok. We're not mad.'' the older male says and Jungkook looks up at them with worried
eyes. ''Knowing you're gay doesn't change anything, you're still our boy.'' his shoulders sag. Relief.
He smiles, a laugh escaping his lips, stress filling him whole.
''Oh my God, thank you so much. I was so freaking scared.'' they both hold his hands, squeezing
them reassuringly. ''I'm so happy right now.''

''We're happy you were able to open up to us, and we're sorry that you thought you had to hide it
for so long.'' his mom says with a bright smile. ''Now… tell us a little bit about your boyfriend, we
want to meet him soon.''

''Right. Right. There's- a thing about Taehyung.'' he scratches the back of his neck, only hoping
there won't be any negative comments because he won't hesitate to fight for Taehyung's honor. ''He
likes to dress prettily. Skirts and cute shirts, that is. He's a little fashionista.'' silence again.

''That's certainly interesting.'' his mother says. ''You know I love fashion, me and your boyfriend
will get along just right.'' Jungkook smiles, eyes shining. ''Tell me more about him.''

''Well… he's really, really pretty and he's a little meanie because he tries to act like he doesn't care
but he does, so much. And he's just so freaking cute, I love him… really.'' Jungkook bites down his
bottom lip, smile wanting to break through. ''I love him…''

''Let's meet him sometime, huh? A nice lunch with him soon.''

''He's going to be excited hearing this, I'm sure, Tae's really nice.'' his parents smile at that,
Jungkook's eyes shine even more. ''I mean- maybe I should ask him before setting anything but…!
I'm sure he'll like to meet you guys.''

''Didn't you say he's a little mean?'' the father asks, taking a cup to his lips. Jungkook pouts.

''Well- Yes. But it's not a mean type of… mean. Is more like, he's bad at showing his feelings, you
know? He's a sweetheart when he wants to.'' his mom nods slowly, picking up the last piece of
food in her plate.

''So… how did you two meet?'' he feels it immediately. The drop in his stomach and his cheeks
flaming hot. Oh. That question.

''Right. How we met. Right.'' Jungkook laughs a little out of pure panic, mind working quickly to
come up with something. ''It started because… Well, I had a crush on him, for a long time, and-
and I worked up courage to… talk… to him. Yes. Then we saw… each other… some other times
and grew a little closer because of that. When I confessed he didn't really like me so we had some
time apart but then he confessed too and we've been dating for a little while.''

''Oh, that sounds like how it always goes.'' his cheeks grow even hotter. He has to tell Taehyung
about the new story just in case they ask him. ''Can't wait to meet him!''

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Taehyung's so focused on his on-going assignment he doesn't even notice Jungkook barging in into
the room with a yell of his name, only to be left pouting as his boyfriend doesn't move, still typing
away in his laptop. ''Tae…!'' he whines. Nothing.

Jungkook closes the door with a loud thud, marching his away with heavy feet towards the
cheerleader, grabbing the laptop from his hold and closing it before putting it aside. ''What the f-
oh hey, you're back.'' Taehyung's lips turn in a little smile as Jungkook climbs onto his lap.

''I'm back, you didn't even notice me.'' he pouts, allowing Taehyung to sit up against the headboard
so they can be closer. ''The way you hate me is honestly so-''
''Shut up. How did it go? See? I'm asking like a good boyfriend, even though it went well.''
Jungkook rolls his eyes, lifting himself a little bit when Taehyung's hands fall on his lower waist.
''C'mon, pretty, stop pouting and tell me how lunch went, hm?''

''It went well, they were super ok with me being into guys.'' he smiles. ''They also want to meet you
and I told them we met like basically every other couple so if they ask questions, I did not have
your fingers up my ass as soon as we first talked, ok?'' Taehyung chuckles, ending up with a little
laugh.

''Alright. So you lied to them to make us look cute?'' Jungkook is quick to nod with a large smile.
''Sounds about right, I would have done the same.'' he raises a hand to comb his parted bangs
further away from his forehead, stopping to cup his chin afterwards. ''Did you have fun,
sweetheart?''

Jungkook doesn't answer, lips parting a little as Taehyung's thumb runs over them slowly, grip a
little mean but still careful. Their eyes meet again as he manages to look away from Taehyung's
mouth and he can see he's waiting for an answer. ''Y-Yes. I did.''

''Really? You don't sound very sure.'' Taehyung teases, relying on the way Jungkook continues to
move his hips ever so slowly. ''I did have a good time with them.'' he answers with a stronger voice,
cheeks flashing a dark color as Taehyung's thumb pushes past his lips. The sound he lets out is
more than embarrassing but he can't bring himself to care.

''Hm…'' he smiles. ''I'm glad you did, precious.'' it's with a swift move that Taehyung pulls his
finger out, a trail of saliva connected the fingertip to Jungkook's bottom lip, where Taehyung
smears it around to get rid of it. ''I'll finish my essay now, I was really in the mood.''

Jungkook's jaw hangs opened when Taehyung picks up and places him on the mattress, replacing
him with the now opened laptop, already typing away whatever he was doing before. ''W-What are
you doing?'' he asks, not able to ignore the heat still traveling south.

''I'm writing my essay, baby. Why? Is there a problem?'' Taehyung asks without even meeting eyes
and Jungkook grabs his left hand, pressing it between his own legs.

''Yes. There's a problem.'' he answers with a short whine. Taehyung finally looks at him as he takes
his hand away. ''Sounds like a you problem to me. I'm currently busy, as you can see.''

Jungkook inhales slowly, gulping away all the want to just slip and wait for Taehyung to be
available, before he grabs the computer again and places it on the nightstand. ''I said-'' he's
surprised when Jungkook pulls him lower on the bed so he's laying down again, pining both of his
hands by his sides.

Taehyung's eyes are wide in silent shock and Jungkook looks down at him with a pout. ''…what the
fuck.'' he lets out, having never seen such side of his boyfriend.

''C-Can you be nice for once?'' Jungkook asks in a whisper paired with an even bigger pout. ''It's
been so long…!'' Taehyung rolls his eyes with a little smile, freeing one hand from Jungkook's grip,
using it to touch again at his lips, pulling them down teasingly.

''Isn't my essay more important, though?'' his boyfriend shakes his head, sitting down on his lap
with his shoulders slumping down.

''We started in the lockers that day we got interrupted, then Jimin interrupted, then we had our
fight… such long time apart, ages if you ask me, yesterday you refused to have a shower with me
so… my little Kookie has been waiting for a long time.''

''What the hell is little Kookie?'' Jungkook's frown intensifies. ''If that's your ass, I swear to God,
I'm not even touching you, ever again.''

''Luckily it's not.'' he smiles, poking Taehyung's chest. ''It's my dick.''

''Right. That's… so much better.'' Jungkook whines, grabbing Taehyung's cheeks between his
palms. ''Are you going to continue crying?''

''Yes, you're being mean.'' he yelps as Taehyung grabs him in order to flip them around, finding his
place between Jungkook's opened legs that are quick to wrap around his waist. Jungkook giggles at
the butterfly kisses being spread around his neck. ''Stop!'' he laughs. ''That tickles.''

''You're such an idiot.'' Taehyung murmurs against his ear, smiling at Jungkook's continuous
giggles. ''I love you.'' they come to a stop immediately, silence filling up the room and Taehyung
tries his best to continue pressing little bruising kisses without pulling away to see the expression
adorning his boyfriend's face.

And Jungkook gapes as he stares at the ceiling, mouth opened in both silent moans and surprise.
But he soon giggles again, sadly. ''I almost thought like I heard you saying you love me.'' he turns
his face to the side in embarrassment but also to give more access.

''And I did.'' Taehyung chuckles. ''I love you even if you're weird as hell.'' Jungkook pushes away
from him, forcing him to pull back, holding himself on his hands instead of forearms. ''What?''

''Don't joke around. Are you messing with me? T-This is not funny.'' his pout grants him a kiss that
he barely processes from how quick it happens. Taehyung changes his weight into one hand to be
able to comb Jungkook's hair with the other, touching his nose with the tip of his finger.

''I mean it, doll.'' their eyes stay connected for a few beats of silence before Jungkook pulls him
closer to hide his nose against the curve of Taehyung's neck, his chest shaking. ''Jung-'' he's startled
by a little cry and he has to stop himself from chuckling. ''Are you crying?''

''No.'' he sniffs. ''Just a little bit.'' Taehyung does laugh at that, his chest vibrating against
Jungkook's. ''Don't laugh at me, I wasn't expecting this- I'm so fucking sad right now.'' he breaks
into another cry, face red with tears when Taehyung pulls back to look at him.

''You're sad? I thought you'd be happy.'' Taehyung asks, a little worried. Maybe the timing wasn't
good, maybe he should've saved it for later.

''No, no, babe- It's like, I'm so fucking happy that I'm sad.'' he says, sniffing his tears away. ''I love
you too, so, so much. Kiss me, please, please.''

''Ew, no, you have snot all over your face.'' Jungkook whines, wiping it with the back of his hand,
pouting. ''You're so gross, why am I dating you.'' his words grow a lower as he gets closer to
Jungkook's mouth, pressing a few chaste kisses.

''Because you love me.'' he squeals the words out. ''You love me, huh?''

''I guess I do.'' Taehyung whispers against his lips. ''My baby.'' Jungkook closes his eyes as their
noses touch multiple times in a little Eskimo kiss.

''This is so cute and all but can you fuck me already?'' Taehyung rolls his eyes, the moment ruined,
though he wasn't exactly complaining. Talking about his emotions wasn't something he was that
 comfortable with yet.

''Yes, I can.'' he presses a long wet kiss to the other's jaw, licking it from there to behind his ear
where he knows one of his sweetest spots.

''Thank you, daddy.'' Jungkook moans out, knowing Taehyung always cringes at that word.

''I take it back, I don't feel like it anymore.'' he tries to pull away but Jungkook's legs wrap around
him to keep him steady and in place. ''You're so dumb, sweetheart.''

''You love me, though.'' he giggles.

''Shut up, don't rub it in.''

''You could start rubbing-''

''Don't even finish that, you're gross.''

''I love you too, hyungie.''

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Chapter End Notes

Readers: read this because of the smut

Me: writes a part two with no smut

End Notes

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