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Jungkook was seriously debating on how much it'd hurt his pride to get up and run crying for his mother to his bedroom. To slam the door. To burrow underneath his covers and never come out to see the light of day. Even then, he was sure he wouldn't feel as anxious as he felt right about now. He felt like every single nerve ending was on a live wire and he suddenly wished he had the ability to shock whoever came near so he wouldn't have to do what he was now faced with. He figured his pride would survive, and had he not been weighed down by the few rounds of Hoseok's infamous 'Te-Kill-A' tequila shots he would have gathered up enough resolve to rush off to the room he shared with Jimin.
Or rather used to share with Jimin. After Yoongi pulled the stick out of his skinny ass and confessed his undying love (he claims it was just a crush, but no matter how many times he says it, Jimin will always claim otherwise) for the younger member, Jimin decided to switch with Taehyung and snuggle up with the sleepiest and also grumpiest grandpa in all of Bangtan.
"Yah, Jungkook-ah, it's your turn!" Hoseok chimed in, snapping Jungkook back to reality.
Oh, that's right. Back to deciding whether to run for the hills, or stay and play Spin the Bottle with his group mates.
"Do I have to go?"
"If you chicken out, we'll leave you to the Army's at the fan meet tomorrow morning." Hoseok retorted without losing eye contact.
His drunken band mates began imitating the fangirls and fanboys.
"Oppa, saranghaeyo!" Namjoon's aegyo still hadn't improved, even while drunk.
"Hyung, will you sign my CD's?" Jin added in with his classic windshield wiper laugh.
"Jungkookie-oppa, sign my photocards!" Jimin giggled, a small hiccup following from where he was perched on Yoongi's lap.
"-and my chest!" Taehyung finished, laughing so hard no sound came out.
That was enough to spring Jungkook's motivation, along with the copious amounts of alcohol he'd consumed. He loved his Army's, they were what influenced him to continue making music -- but there were some fans out there that took things a little too far sometimes. And he knew Hoseok wouldn't entirely leave him to the crowds that were going to be awaiting their arrival, but he would dangle him there like he was over the side of a building. And considering their newest comeback with Blood Sweat and Tears, there'd be a lot of fans there.
With a sigh, Jungkook picked up the bottle and spun.
It wasn't that he had an issue with kissing any of his band mates. In fact, there was one in particular that Hoseok had been teasing him about lately because he had been pining over the poor boy for months (during the filming of Dope, seeing his hyung in those shorts made it very hard for Jungkook to focus on keeping the tent in his officer uniform steady, the damn bastard going so far as to call him 'Officer Hot Bod' and smack his ass).
It was none other than Kim Taehyung. The boy who everyone wondered how the hell he could call himself an adult when he had the energy and personality of a five year old. The one who pouted when Jin hides his sugar. The one who Jungkook was head over fucking heels for -- so much that he had been avoiding him the entire night. Jungkook knew how Taehyung got when he was drunk. He was very touchy-feely, much like he was while sober, but the touches lingered longer than Jungkook deemed necessary.
Jungkook tried to ignore how toned his elder was. How Taehyung's body moved beneath his loose t-shirts during dance practices, how he filled every single outfit that their stylists gave him. How he managed to go from cute and bubbly to drop-dead sexy in two different photo frames. How he pulled off blonde so well, something Jungkook -- the 'Golden Maknae' title was an utter sham -- was never able to do very well.
Jungkook might have gotten off a few times to the thought of his low voice in his ear in the shower. Maybe a few more times after the hyungs went to bed and he was able to get a few minutes of alone time.
It was just a stupid crush. He would get over it soon enough.
And Jungkook felt his heart stop altogether as he saw it stop in front of the blonde man. He could see the glazed over look in Taehyung's eyes, and he truly hoped it was just the alcohol. They were lidded and heavy as Taehyung crawled across the circle on all fours, stopping when his face was a mere few centimeters away from Jungkook's trembling one. Taehyung's pupils were blown wide, and Jungkook could hear his hyungs whooping and cat-calling.
"I suppose, it's time for us to kiss now, Jungkookie."
This was his first kiss.
He was about to share his first kiss with Taehyung.
His first real kiss.
With his lips.
And Taehyung wasted no time connecting their lips. He tasted like alcohol in majority, though Jungkook could still taste the leftover apple flavored chapstick that their makeup artists put on them. Jungkook craved it. It took him a minute to catch up, having stood there with his eyes open and mouth gaping like a fish out of water while Taehyung worked magic with his lips and tongue.
Huh, maybe Taehyung did belong to the rapper line. They were rumored by Yoongi to have the best 'tongue technology' as he called it.
Jungkook made a mental note to mention it to Namjoon to consider Taehyung for the next Cypher when he was, you know, the owner of his mouth again.
But the 'Golden Maknae' title wasn't a total sham since Jungkook picked up fast and kissed Taehyung back with fervor. And when the elder pulled away, Jungkook subconsciously let a noise of disapproval leave the back of his throat, causing his other members to laugh and poke fun, teasing the younger as usual. Taehyung winked, moving back to his original spot while his tongue darted out to lick his lips.
"Jungkookie?" Hoseok called, grabbing the bottle. "I have something to confess."
Jungkook eyed him warily, but nodded for him to go on.
"Since you decided not to grow a set and tell Taehyung yourself that you wish to ride the Hobby Horse with him," Hoseok began with a smirk, "I gave Tae-Tae here a magnet and stuck another one to the neck of the bottle so it would land on him."
Jungkook was appalled. Then angry. Then embarrassed. And finally angry again as the hyungs began another rouse of booming laughter that shook in their dorm.
"Yah! Jung Hoseok, you fucking cheater!"