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“We’re not going to fight if I eat the dumpling now, are we?” Taehyung asked cutely, just a hint of aegyo to his voice to give the fans something to squeal over. Jimin couldn’t help but giggle, eyes creasing into half-moons as he covered his face in secondhand embarrassment.
“And, cut!” the camera director called, waving at the two boys to signal they were good to go backstage and change before the next song.
Still laughing at each other on a post-performance high, they quickly made their way to the space that had been designated as Bangtan’s dressing room for the duration of BangBangCon, holding hands the whole way. As Taehyung softly shut the door behind them, Jimin fell onto his friend, losing control of his muscles in the euphoric dizziness that had taken over him. Chuckling, Taehyung stood leaning back against the door and carefully propped Jimin up next to him. There was a couple of seconds where their laughter died down, before they simultaneously looked at each other and it started up again.
“Aigo, you’re too cute Taehyungie,” Jimin sighed, looking up at the ceiling. Taehyung smirked and let out a final short breath of laughter, before turning to his soulmate and waiting to catch his gaze. Jimin’s side profile was enchanting, his soft hair just screaming out at Taehyung to play with it, eyes sparkling, adorable nose perfect for booping, and his lips. The younger boy fell completely still as he watched the plump, peachy flesh vibrate with Jimin’s continued giggles. The boy turned to face him, quirking an eyebrow at Taehyung’s sudden silence.
Not breaking eye contact, Taehyung swiveled around so he was facing Jimin, an arm outstretched against the door on either side of the smaller boy’s head. His eyes flickered down to the object of his fascination for a second, before returning to meet Jimin’s shining orbs and wordlessly asking for permission. Jimin paused for a second, surprised by his friend’s daringness (they were in the middle of a concert, after all) but he answered with a tilt of his chin and the fluttering of his eyelids closed.
Taehyung closed the gap between them and took Jimin’s lips in his own, stealing a chaste kiss. He rotated his head to tilt the other way before meeting the older boy’s mouth again, and again, and again, until he finally pulled back. Both boys stared at each other, eyes still twinkling with excitement, but now there was a darker background behind the glimmering stars. Impatiently, Jimin took Taehyung’s collar as roughly as his tiny hands would allow him to, before moving forward himself to close the gap and slipping his tongue into Taehyung’s mouth. He gently eased the younger boy’s lips apart and they began exploring the other’s moist cavern in synchrony. Taehyung sucked on a particularly soft bit of the bottom of Jimin’s mouth and pulled away, before returning with a stronger intensity. Eyes rolling back in pleasure, Jimin moaned into the kiss, and the vibrations went straight to Taehyung’s core, heat building there.
Taehyung pulled away once more, before peppering small kisses up from Jimin’s neck, along his jawline, and finally ending at the corner of his mouth, each action pulling further sweet noises from the boy. Jimin swiftly turned to capture Taehyung’s lips again, dancing his tongue across the inside of his friend’s mouth in a way that elicited tingles of pleasure throughout it.
They both became desperate, tiny hot gasps escaping them as they urgently explored the other’s mouth. Taehyung brought his hands to cup the back of Jimin’s head, long fingers curling into the boy’s hair to give him something to hold onto, while the dancer brought one hand to the small of Taehyung’s back, pushing him closer, and the other to his ass.
They both knew they were running out of time. They shouldn’t have been doing this, not now, but as Jimin began to slowly grind Taehyung’s hips into his own, the scandalous reality of what was occurring only increased their craving of the taste of the other.
Somehow, Taehyung finally managed to pull away, and they were able to come to their senses for just long enough to realise they should probably get changed for the rest of the concert. Jimin gave his friend a sly grin and they burst into yet another fit of giggles, the only indication that something had happened being the fact that Jimin’s lips were even more swollen than normal and that Taehyung’s heart was hammering in his chest. This time it was over too soon, as it so often was when you lived in the public eye, but just like Jimin’s tiny pinky, they knew their friendship would last for an eternity. So, there was always time after the concert…