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Jungkook stands in front of the door, frozen. There’s a hurricane of feelings inside his chest, and it hurts.
He’s pretty sure that he gasps, although he doesn’t really hear himself. He’s very aware of his surroundings. Jungkook hears the beating of his heart and for a second he thinks that Taehyung’s might heart it too. His hands are shaking, he’s holding his breath without knowing exactly why and the pain, the fucking pain inside his chest makes him want to cry again.
“W-what?” He can’t help but stutter when the words come out of his mouth.
For a moment that feels like an eternity Taehyung remains quiet. But then, he straightens up and takes a step closer to Jungkook. Instinctively, the younger takes a step back. Taehyung smiles gently.
“I like you. I know it hasn’t been long since we met but I like you a lot. Every time something good happens to me you’re the first person I want to tell about it. It’s the same when I feel down, being near you and talking brings me such peace that I almost instantly feel better. When we’re together I feel the happiest and when we’re separated I long to be with you.” The elder of the both says.
He likes me. He /likes/ me. He likes /me/.
“I know about your ex. I know he came back and I respect you Jungkook-ah. If your happiness is with him just say it and I’ll leave right now, we’ll forget about this and we can keep being friends. But if this doesn’t sound too crazy and you feel the same for me, please choose me. Choose me instead of him.”
As if crying the entire week wasn’t enough, Jungkook starts tearing up once again. It burns. The hot tears accumulating inside his eyes make his vision blurry.
“Look, I can’t promise anything extraordinary. I can’t say we’ll only have happy days ahead and I can’t say that things will always be easy, but I can promise that I’ll be there for you as long as you want me to and I’ll try to make you happy every day you let me spend with you.”
By the time Taehyung stops talking Jungkook is fully sobbing. The younger feels like he’s going to explode. This week has been like a roller coaster, he’s been on the verge of crying every day, every moment. His feelings are mixed up and that’s why he tried to avoid Taehyung as much as he could. It’s not that he didn’t want to talk to the elder, it’s not that he didn’t want to see him and look for comfort in him, it’s just that he didn’t know how to feel, how to act.
Jungkook took his time to think. The entire week, staying at Seokjin’s and telling to him about everything he feels. It sure wasn’t easy, but after a week of rest, company and thinking he finally had figured it all out or at least most of it. Right now, however, as Taehyung speaks and looks at him with such sincere eyes Jungkook can’t help but feel overwhelmed again.
“I-I, Taehyungie I-“Jungkook hiccups. He tries to speak but it’s all too much. He’s feeling so much at the same time again and he can’t even form a coherent sentence.
Taehyung’s hands go to rest on the brown-haired boy’s shoulders.
Jungkook looks up to his hyung again and wipes his eyes just to find him smiling, this time wider.
“Let’s go inside, I’ll make some tea for us, let you calm down and then we can talk.” Taehyung says.
The younger is grateful for the other’s gently way of talking, for the way he moves, so carefully and how he guides him to his own kitchen, slowly.
Jungkook feels blessed that Taehyung doesn’t ask him to speak nor does he complain when the younger stays quiet. He limits himself to make the tea, pour it into two cups and lead Jungkook to the living room where they sit on the couch. Therefore, Jungkook is at ease.
The brown-haired man takes a sip of his cup of tea and then places it on the coffee table in front of the couch. He pulls his legs up and close to his chest. Taehyung’s sitting next to him. He turns around so now they’re facing each other and even if Jungkook’s a little nervous, seeing Taehyung’s brown eyes and his long eyelashes makes it a little less difficult to center his attention on him.
“I’m sorry for getting overwhelmed.” He begins.
Taehyung giggles and Jungkook knows he’s not making fun of him, maybe he just thinks that Jungkook’s cute. The thought makes him blush but he hurries to brush it off, composes himself and starts talking again.
“This week, as you imagined, has been hard. My ex did show up, the day we were meant to have dinner, so that’s why I canceled our plans and I’m sorry. It’s not that I didn’t want to go out with you or that our plans weren’t important, it’s just that he appeared out of nowhere, all of sudden and honestly I felt really strange.” Jungkook says nervously, hoping that that’s not enough for Taehyung to be disappointed, get up and leave.
“It’s okay Jungkook-ah, I get it.” Taehyung’s hand goes to rest on the younger’s own and he squeezes it a little. “It must’ve been hard.”
Jungkook lets out a sigh of relief as he nods and continues explaining everything, now knowing that he has nothing to worry about.
“Thank you.” The younger whispers with a small smile on his face. “Anyway, as I was saying...” Jungkook clears his throat and intertwines his fingers with Taehyung’s. “Yoongi hyung and I talked the next day. He told me that he missed me, that his affair was over, that he was sorry and he should’ve never left me. I’m going to be honest, I really felt happy, relieved that he still wanted to be with me, but I didn’t want to take a rushed decision and..”
Jungkook presses his lips together and looks down to his and Taehyung’s hands. He didn’t he started playing with the elder’s fingers until now. The brown-haired man wants to say “and I like you” but it’s hard. Even if he knows that Taehyung likes him too, it’s still a little hard to admit, not because he’s scared, but because he feels his tummy tickling when he thinks about it.
“And there was also you. I thought about you and I asked myself why you came up in my mind at that moment. So I stayed at Jin hyung’s for some days to figure things out and asked Yoongi hyung for time to think. I came back home just earlier today and I was going to text you later actually so we could talk, I’ll also talk to Yoongi hyung tomorrow.” Jungkook lifts up his face and looks at Taehyung again who is wearing a nervous expression.
“So, w-what did you decide?” Taehyung’s nibbling his lower lip as he looks right into Jungkook’s eyes.
“I decided that the past should stay in the past if I want to heal…” The younger gets closer to his hyung and lets go of his hand just to place it on his soft cheek making Taehyung blush. “And I also decided that if you let me, I want to make it up to you, take you on a date, a few more if you have a good time and then… I-if things go well, I want to be with you.”
Taehyung smiles wide, his boxy smile showing on its totality. Jungkook thinks he’s beautiful, he’s gorgeous, the younger wants to kiss him.
Jungkook leans on, he can almost feel Taehyung’s lips on his. He feels the elder’s breath on his own face. His eyes travel to Taehyung’s brown ones, there’s a sparkle in them and Jungkook can’t help but smile at the idea of Taehyung holding stars inside his eyes secretly.
“Can I?”
The blond man nods eagerly, places his long finger on the younger’s chin and pulls him closer, until they lips meet.
Jungkook feels his heart racing, his cheeks feel hot and his lips are warm. His lips are warm pressed against Taehyung sweet ones. The kiss is sloppy and a little bit shy. It’s not that the blond isn’t a good kisser, it’s not that Jungkook doesn’t feel something while they kiss, but for some reason he wants more. So he moves his hand down Taehyung’s chest and to his hip where he squeezes him a little making the elder gasp into the kiss. With that, Taehyung moves his own hands on Jungkook’s body, stroking his back with one and pulling his hair slightly with the other.
“H-hyung, more.” The brown-haired boy says.
Jungkook pulls away from Taehyung and licks his lips, feeling the other’s spit on them. The elder’s lips are swollen and fuck, Jungkook loves it and he wants more, more, more.
“P-please.” Jungkook says, earning a change on the elder’s attitude.
Taehyung’s eyes darken and he pushes Jungkook onto the coach, placing his legs on both sides of the younger, sitting on top of him. Jungkook holds his breath until Taehyung taps his arms slightly, asking him to lift them up.
“Can you take it off Kookie?” He asks softly.
Jungkook feels his face burning, he’s nervous, he doesn’t know what Taehyung expects to see under the cloth but, what if the younger doesn’t meet the expectations?
All his insecurities are gone when Taehyung pecks his lips and says “you can say no”.
There’s something endearing on the way that the elder treats him. Jungkook feels safe with Taehyung, he doesn’t have anything to fear because the blond doesn’t want to hurt him. Taehyung wants to take care of him, to make him happy, to let him choose, to respect him. And honestly, Jungkook couldn’t ask for anything else.
Jungkook lifts up his arms and nods, letting Taehyung slide the hoodie up his body, revealing the tan skin of his abs. Taehyung tosses the piece of cloth to the floor, and once the hoodie’s out of the way, he leans to spread kisses on the younger’s neck and chest. He’s careful like maybe nobody’s ever been with Jungkook. The brown-haired man feels his hyung’s warm and lips on his skin, burning wherever they touch, moving and grazing somehow gently.
Taehyung doesn’t suck or nibble on Jungkook’s skin. He kisses painfully slow, licks gently, the touch barely there, torturing Jungkook who can’t get enough of his touch. The younger feels hot all over and his mind is numbed by desire. He knows he wants something else, he doesn’t know if he wants Taehyung to be hungrier, rougher, faster, but the wants something else so he pulls Taehyung’s hair slightly and looks at him in the eye before he mutters “more” and just as if they were the same person, Jungkook sees his own desire reflected on the elder’s eyes as they darken.
“Are you sure that you want us to do this?” Taehyung asks softly, straightening up and helping Jungkook to sit again.
“I am, I want this with you. D-don’t you?” There’s uncertainty and shyness in Jungkook’s voice. He instinctively makes himself appear smaller in front of Taehyung at the idea of the blond not wanting him the way he does.
“Hey, Jungkookie.” Taehyung says, lifting Jungkook’s chin with his long fingers. “Look at me, I do. I want you too, I’m just making sure we’re on the same page, okay?”
The brown-haired man nods slowly, understanding the importance of him giving the elder his consent to go further. At this, Taehyung smiles kindly, leaving a peck on the other’s lips and then pulling away. Jungkook looks up to him, confused and oblivious as for why is the elder standing up and opening his arms for him.
“What?”
“Come here, I’ll carry you upstairs.” Taehyung says, still smiling.
The younger man chuckles before an embarrassed giggle escapes his mouth.
“You’re so cheesy Tae.” Jungkook says as he stands up, feet on the couch and arms intertwining around the elder’s neck.
Taehyung holds Jungkook tightly as the younger wraps his legs around the blonde’s waist. Then, they start walking out of the living room, moving towards the bedroom. As they climb up the stairs, they’re silent. Jungkook appreciates that his hyung lets him snuggle in the space between his neck and his shoulder, he also likes the fact that Taehyung rubs circles with his thumb on the younger’s back, it feels warm.
Jungkook has to speak the moment they reach the second floor, he indicates the elder where the bedroom is and lets himself being carried for a few meters more until they’re inside the room, standing in front of the younger’s bed. Then, the brown-haired man asks permission to undress the other, to which, unsurprisingly, Taehyung responds with a “go ahead”.
Slowly, Jungkook unbuttons Taehyung’s shirt, fingers clumsy as he tries hard not to tremble. When the elder’s honey skin comes into view, the brown-haired boy holds his breath and stops moving. Taehyung must realize how nervous the other is, because he lets the shirt slide down his arms and fall into the floor, then, he holds Jungkook’s hands and places them on top of his now bare chest.
“Don’t be nervous Kook-ah, you can touch.”
And Jungkook does. He traces Taehyung’s collarbones with his slender fingers, and lets them roam all over the elder’s chest and soft tummy. He stops only when the palm of his hand is on the place where Taehyung’s heart is, wanting to feel the heartbeats.
It’s awfully quiet inside the room. Both males sit on top of the bed, one in front of the other for the younger’s request. They intertwine their legs, and slowly start to explore each other’s bodies. They don’t kiss, they don’t talk. Their gazes fall on each other’s skin, and their conversation limits to soft touches and silent gasps.
With the same tranquility and patience, they get rid of the rest of their clothes. Once they’ve explored each other, then, they feel the intimacy they had only dreamt about. And just like that, they’re kissing again, this time, more hungrily, more passionately. Taehyung pushed Jungkook against the bed, positioning himself on top of the younger.
As the time advances Jungkook feels himself getting harder, hotter and wanting to take more of Taehyung. In a few minutes, the kisses and touches aren’t enough, not even the elder’s hand wrapped around his length and bumping it slowly.
“Hyung, fuck me, please.” The brown-haired boy says, broken voice leaving his parted and swollen lips.
“I have to finger you open first, okay?” Taehyung responds. “Lube and condoms?”
Jungkook reaches for the small drawer of the nightstand next to his bed, taking out a bottle of strawberry flavored lube and a condom, handing both to his hyung who smiles and pecks his lips one more time.
“Can you stand up for me, baby?” The blond man asks.
Confused, Jungkook nods and stands up when Taehyung does too. He sees the elder kneel down before him, the lube bottle in one hand while the other goes to rest on Jungkook’s hip.
“W-what are you-” The brown-haired man’s words are cut off by the other’s deeper voice.
“I want to suck you off while I finger you.” Taehyung explains as he looks up to the younger. “Can I?”
With a nod, Kook gives his hyung green lights to do as he wants. He watches nervously as Taehyung coats his fingers with lube and rubs them together in an attempt to warm the liquid a little. The elder asks him to relax, enjoy and tell him if he wants to stop, at any time.
Jungkook lets out a shaky breath when Taehyung gives kitten licks to the tip of his dick. He looks down to where the blonde starts taking the younger’s length inside his mouth, groaning as soon as he feels the warmth of Taehyung’s mouth.
The elder starts moving his head up and down, taking more of Jungkook every time, sucking and twirling his tongue on the tip of the younger’s cock. Jungkook feels pleasure building up, making him numb. What brings him back to reality is the feeling of Taehyung’s finger teasingly moving around his rim, slowly before the elder pushes the first digit inside, carefully, making the younger moan.
Taehyung lets go of Jungkook’s dick just long enough to remember the younger that it’s okay if he wants to stop.
“N-no, keep going hyung. P-please.” Jungkook gasps.
Taehyung takes his time to stretch the younger, not wanting to hurt him. It’s only when he’s three fingers deep inside Jungkook and the brown-haired boy is a whole mess that Taehyung gets his clue to stop.
“I-I think I’m gonna-“ Jungkook’s voice is interrupted by the whine he lets out when he feels the other man letting go of his length and pulling his long fingers out too.
He opens his eyes and looks at Taehyung who is slowly getting up on his feet again.
“Be good and hold it, hm?” The blonde says, leaving a peck on Jungkook’s pouty lips.
They move to the bed again. Taehyung pushes Jungkook down onto the mattress carefully, spreading his legs slowly and kissing him one more time before pulling away. He gives himself a few strokes and then puts on the condom.
Jungkook looks at him in anticipation, feeling chills when the elder positions himself between his legs. He feels the blonde’s soft gaze all over his body and he can’t help but blush at the realization of the tenderness in the way Taehyung observes him.
“Ready?” The elder asks, leaning forward and placing one hand on Jungkook’s cheek as the other goes to rest on his hip.
With a nod, the doe-eyed boy encourages the other to keep going.
Taehyung pushes the tip of his dick against Jungkook’s fluttering hole. The younger moans at the feeling of being so full.
With delicacy, the blonde wipes away Jungkook’s small tears and kisses him softly. A gesture the younger very much appreciates. He feels light weighted as Taehyung starts moving on top of him, back and forth slowly.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Taehyung says, trusting equally slowly and yet deeper inside Jungkook. “so perfect,” He affirms as he hears the brown-haired man moan and leans to bite his neck. “I like you so much.”
Jungkook opens his eyes and looks at the man on top of him, he swears he can see a starry sky inside Taehyung’s eyes. “Go faster, p-please hyung.” He pleads, making the elder smirk.
Taehyung holds the younger’s legs and lifts them up, Jungkook quickly wraps them around the blonde’s hips causing him to speed up the peace of his trusts and letting him reach deeper. Jungkook seeks for Taehyung’s comfort when he starts feeling the burning pain that comes with pleasure, his arms go to rest around the elder’s neck and he pulls him down, closer to him.
They kiss again, Taehyung becomes drunk on the brown-haired man’s moans and he uses every chance he gets to whisper encouraging words on his ear. Jungkook feels like he’s in heaven, he savors every kiss, every touch and every word as if it was the last.
After both of them come with loud grunts, Taehyung collapses on Jungkook’s chest trying to recover his breathing and paying attention to the younger’s heartbeat. Jungkook holds him close, not wanting to lose the warmth his naked skin provides. The younger strokes the blonde’s hair slowly, smiling as Taehyung hums in comfort.
“You’re going to make me fall asleep.”
“And?” Jungkook asks playfully. “Will Jimin hyung scold you if you don’t come back tonight?”
Taehyung scoffs, he hits Jungkook’s arm slightly. “I’m not a child!”
Jungkook reaches for the blonde’s jaw and turns his head so they’re looking at each other. “With that pout you sure look like one.” He says before he giggles and pokes Taehyung’s lower lip.
The elder sits up and with a smirk on his face he starts talking. “You think so? Then maybe I should go back ho-” His words are cut by the strong grip of Jungkook’s hands around his forearm, catching him by surprise and impeding him to get up.
“Don’t go.” Jungkook says, his voice about to break.
Taehyung’s hear clenches at the sight, he hates to see that fear in the younger’s eyes. “Hey, I was kidding, I’m not going anywhere.” He assures as he caresses the brown-haired man’s cheek and leaves a kiss on his forehead.
The younger looks up to him, looking a little bit more relieved.
“We should get up and take a shower before going to sleep though.” Taehyung says, holding both of Jungkook’s hands he urges him to stand up. “Let’s go, I’ll take care of you.”
True to his words, Taehyung takes good care of Jungkook. He fills up the bathtub with hot water and gets inside with him, lets the younger sit between his legs with his back against the blonde’s chest. Taehyung holds him close as he gently washes his skin and hair.
Jungkook enjoys every moment, he lets Taehyung spoil him and relaxes more than he’s done in months. In return, he sings for Taehyung, making him impressed, causing him to shower him with compliments.
It all happens slowly, time doesn’t seem to matter when he is with Taehyung. He loses the sense of time as the elder helps him get on his pajamas and tucks him in bed, when he holds him close and kisses his face lovingly.
“Jungkook-ah,” Taehyung begins saying.
“Hm?” Jungkook answers with a hum, trying to open his eyes to look at the elder even though he’s too tired to stay awake for much longer.
“I’m happy.” There’s a short pause, Taehyung allows himself to smile widely before he leans to kiss the man lying next to him. “This moment, right now, it must be one of the happiest ones of my life”.
Jungkook smiles too, he feels hope bloom inside his chest. “I’m happy too.” He moves closer to Taehyung and wraps his arms around the man’s torso, hugging him tightly. “Right now, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.”