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2am on a Friday night for Taehyung meant waiting patiently for Jeongguk to return from a night out with his friends. It doesn’t happen often, only when something big like a job promotion happens within their little friendship circle. Tonight they were celebrating Yugyeom’s first paycheck at the company he works at.
Taehyung was content in wearing one of Jeongguk’s black sweaters while watching TV in the living room, phone clutched in his hands awaiting his call. The last time he dozed off while waiting for Jungkook, he woke up to the younger almost throwing up on him if it weren’t for Taehyung grabbing the trash bin near him.
It’s like caring for a teenager, Taehyung thinks.
The doorbell rang several minutes later, and Taehyung makes a bet with himself that Jeongguk is Stage 4 Drunk (this, meaning that Guk has absolutely know idea about anything and just giggles at everything he sees). When he opened the door, he was greeted with a slightly flushed-looking Yugyeom and a very sober Mingyu carrying a wide-eyed Jeongguk.
Taehyung lets out a snort before taking Jeongguk from his friends, grunting from the younger’s weight.
“Have a great night hyung!” Yugyeom and Mingyu wave goodbye before closing the door.
Taehyung let out a breath of relief once he placed Jeongguk on the couch gently.
“What...What are you doing?” Jeongguk whispered. “My husband will be very angry with the both of us once he finds out about this.”
Taehyung smiled. “You have a husband? Here I thought you were single.”
Jeongguk sits up, glaring at Taehyung. “I don’t appreciate you flirting with me. I’m leaving.”
Taehyung watches Jeongguk drunkenly stand up and try to find his way to the door, only to fail and hit his head on the wall instead. Jeongguk yelped, kicking the wall when he landed on his butt. Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh at him.
“Don’t be mean!” Jeongguk scowled, looking back at him. “This guy hit me!”
“What if I told you that was your husband?” Taehyung asked humorously, slowly walking towards his husband to help him up.
But Jeongguk slaps his hand away as he gasps, caressing the wall gently. “Oh Tae, I didn’t mean it. Did I hurt you baby? Fuck I - “
“Come on babe,” Taehyung laughed, helping Jeongguk up to lead him upstairs to their bedroom. “Taehyung doesn’t want to talk to you right now.”
Jeongguk was already tearing up, trying to push Taehyung away. “Y-you’re lying! Taehyung, please I’m sorry!”
It was a good thing Jeongguk was weak when he’s drunk, or else Taehyung would already be falling down the stairs. “Taehyung will find you later, Guk.”
Jeongguk sniffled. “He hates me now. He hates me, doesn’t he? He kicked me out because now I’m with you.”
Taehyung could only bite his lip to contain his laughter. When they finally reached their bedroom, Taehyung plopped a crying Jeongguk onto the bed. He then went to prepare some fresh clothes to change into, because his husband reeked of alcohol and there’s no way he’s gonna cuddle him smelling like that.
“Where’s Taehyungieeee?” Jeongguk whined, a pout forming on his lips as he squints at the light. “I miss him.”
Taehyung chuckled. “Hey, Gukkie.”
Jeongguk sat up slowly, squinting his eyes at Taehyung before bursting into giggles. “Wow, you look just like him! He’s way prettier though. Can you take me to him now please? I need to apologize to him.”
Taehyung decided to indulge in the younger, pretending to leave and enter the bedroom again. “Aigoo my Gukkie is home!”
Jeongguk immediately grins, welcoming Taehyung into his arms and pulling him into his lap. Taehyung laughs as the younger hugs him tightly, nose nuzzling into his neck. “You smell nice, Taetae. You always do. You’re my favorite scent.”
Taehyung hums, massaging the back of Jeongguk’s neck as he listens more to his drunken love spurs. “Did you miss me?”
“Missed you lots,” Jeongguk mumbled. "I’m sorry for kicking you earlier.”
“Aww,” Taehyung cooed, chuckling. “I forgive you, baby.”
“Yeah, I’m your baby.” Jeongguk smiles up at Taehyung, and the latter gushes about how sweet his Jeongguk was.
Up until he felt large hands on the globes of his ass.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Taehyung asked amusedly, making Jeongguk giggle again.
“I’m showing you how much I love you.”
"Not tonight babe," Taehyung disagreed, attempting to get off Jeongguk's lap.
The younger whined, holding Taehyung tighter. "No. Don't leave."
"You need to change clothes, Guk. You stink."
"You said you'd accept me no matter what."
"Well good luck sleeping alone tonight."
Jeongguk shook his head furiously, rolling around the bed so Taehyung was pinned under him. Their foreheads were touching, and Taehyung scrunched his nose at Jeongguk's breath.
"I'm not kissing you until you brush your teeth," he decided, poking his nose. "Come on, I'll help - oof!"
Jeongguk plopped down on Taehyung without warning, lying down right between his legs and head on his neck. His dead weight made Taehyung feel like his life was being squeezed out of him. The older lets out a gruff, tapping Jeongguk's shoulders to get him off.
"I like it here," Jeongguk sighed in relief with a smile on his face.
"I don't," Taehyung grumbled. "Jeon Jeongguk if you don't get off me right now I will not hesitate to file a divorce."
Jeongguk instantly shot up and got off, pulling Taehyung towards him with tears springing out of his eyes again. "P-please don't leave me!"
"God, you're impossible," he muttered, finally standing up and helping Jeongguk strip down his clothes.
"No divorce?" Jeongguk asked hopefully, doe eyes glistening in tears as he finally managed to change into clean clothes.
"I'll think about it once you brush your teeth," Taehyung teases. Jeongguk nodded and headed to the bathroom (with his husband's help, of course). He held his toothbrush with one hand and Taehyung's hand in the other.
Once they were done, Taehyung finally tucked his baby of a husband to bed next to him. Jeongguk kept mumbling about how sorry he was, clinging to Taehyung as if he'd disappear any moment.
"You'll still be here in the morning right?" Jeongguk asks in a small voice.
"I'll be here for all the mornings, my Gukkie," Taehyung says softly, hands raking through the younger's hair.
"...Can I have a kiss now?"