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“I want… money.”
Taehyung doesn’t really know what they’re talking about on a regular Sunday evening, outside and sitting comfortably on a bench. They talk about nothing and everything. And somehow they get to the point where they talk about the things they want the most in life.
“Don’t talk about money, sweetums.” Jungkook sips his banana milk. “We gotta have dreams.”
“Dreams? I have a dream, of course. If I had plenty of money, I’d like to visit Disneyland with you.” Taehyung dangles his feet as he looks up at the sky, the snow is falling. “The summer would be perfect. We would hold each other’s hands while eating ice cream. How about you, Kookie? What would you do with that money?”
“Me?” Jungkook hums, thoughtful. “I don’t need money. I don’t want money. I want love.”
Love! Yeah, love. Taehyung would be lying if he said he wasn’t impressed with the answer. He feels quite ashamed now to have said that he wanted money.
“Kookie. Don’t worry. I will give my unlimited love to you.” Taehyung says, determined eyes meeting Jungkook’s amused ones.
“Seriously?”
“Yeah.”
“Then will you come to my home this Saturday? My parents will be gone.”
There’s silence.
Taehyung looks away and gets back to sipping his strawberry milk. Yup. He should’ve known Jungkook meant love as in making love. It happened once before.
“Are you ignoring me now?” Jungkook makes an offended noise.
Taehyung sees something from the corner of his eye that catches his attention. “What’s that?”
Jungkook follows his line of vision, and then red starts creeping up to the tip of his ears. He looks flustered for some reason, and that just makes Taehyung all the more suspicious.
“Hey!” Taehyung shakes Jungkook’s shoulder when the latter tries to hide it away from his sight. He’s pretty sure he just saw a condom packet peeking out from Jungkook’s wallet. “What’s that? Why do you have something like that inside your wallet?”
“No…”
“You are so full of nonsense!”
Jungkook makes a serious face. “Hey, it’s a necessity for a grown-up man. It’s common sense.”
“Whatever…” Taehyung gives up and gets back to sipping his strawberry milk, trying not to show how flushed his face is. Jungkook is so stupid. “Kookie, why don’t you come to my house this Saturday?”
Taehyung wants to introduce Jungkook to his mom.
“Oh, your parents are out of town then?”
“They are in.”
“No.”
Taehyung smiles. He’s pretty sure if he is in an animated cartoon right now, a palpable vein would be popping on his forehead.
“Jungkook?”
“Yeah?” He says with an innocent face.
“Do you always think about sex? All the time?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t you feel ashamed as a man?”
Jungkook blinks. “Not at all.”
“Anything else you think about?”
“No.”
“Only about sex? Don’t you feel any shame?”
“No.”
“You aren’t feeling sorry for yourself?”
Jungkook huffs and pouts. It isn’t his fault Taehyung’s ass and boobs are always so- “Yeah. I feel sorry for myself. Hey, look at this.”
Jungkook shoves his hand in his pocket and shuffles. He pulls his hand back again, only to present a freaking condom right in front of Taehyung’s face.
“You see this wrinkled package? It means that this condom has been inside my wallet uselessly for more than 3 months. Is it going to see sunlight any day soon?”
Taehyung stares at the condom, unsure of what to say or what to do as he feels his face gradually getting redder by the second.
“Anything you wanna say?” Jungkook raises an eyebrow.
“…Stupid!”
But maybe, just maybe, he should consider doing ‘it’ with Jungkook soon. It has been three months after all, and Taehyung would be damned if he said he isn’t curious to what it feels like to have a dick inside him.
Well, Jungkook’s dick specifically.