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Jungkook understood Taehyung’s decision and he agreed with that. He didn’t want to use the other and hurt his feelings. But that doesn’t mean he was happy about it.
It’s been few weeks since him and the older hooked up the second and last time and since Taehyung ended the things and Jungkook realized it was much harder than he thought.
They were interacting pretty much normally, their friendship was too strong for something like that to break it but the skinship between them was pretty poor. He wanted to give Taehyung a space so he didn’t initiate anything much and Taehyung wanted probably some times to distance himself from Jungkook and the feelings for him. It was just pretty shitty and complicated situation.
But that was not the only problem that Jungkook had. Through those couple of weeks, he realized that he missed Taehyung’s touches. Not just the innocent skinship but also their cuddling, kisses and more. And it was confusing as hell because why the hell did he miss that? Maybe it was just the fact that he was so comfortable with the other that anything physical between them was easy, it wasn’t like getting together with some stranger, they’ve known each other for years so it all felt kinda natural.
But there were also times when Jungkook caught himself thinking: what if there is something more to it? What if there is something deeper that he feels for his best friend? Part of him wished it was true because he could just run to the other, kiss his face off and live happily ever after, without any awkwardness. But there was also a second part of him that was telling him that everything would become much more complicated. They were in the group together and initiating some kind of intimate relationship was too risky.
He has been thinking about all that a lot but thankfully they were very busy with the album and performances and that was keeping him distracted. He was also spending a lot of time with other members and while Taehyung was spending most of his time with Jimin and Hoseok, mostly in their shared room, Jungkook was hanging out with the rest of them. Sometimes Seokjin was too annoying, asking too many questions but thankfully Namjoon and Yoongi were cool and didn’t ask anything. The whole group noticed the tension and the change between the two youngest members and they all had few ideas of what was going on (Seokjin and Jimin knew about Taehyung’s confession months ago but they didn’t know about the more recent events). No one however commented on, seeing that they weren’t fighting or something similar, they decided to drop it and let them resolve it on their own.
There were two rare days off so the members used the opportunity to throw a party in their dorm. They didn’t drink much due to their busy schedule and when they did, it was mostly just them together in the dorm but every once in a while they threw a party, inviting some of their friends, mostly other idols.
The evening was good, Jungkook was hanging out mostly with Yugyeom, BamBam and Jaehyun since they haven’t seen each other for a while. They often used their group chat but they haven’t hung out for a long time due to their tight schedules, so spending time with them now, while drinking beer was really nice.
It would be much nicer if he didn’t have to watch Taehyung literally flirt with everyone in the room. Well, okay maybe he was exaggerating with the flirting bit but Tae was talking to a lot of people. Jungkook’s always known that his best friend is a friendly person and social butterfly, he could talk literally to anyone and everyone always loved him.
So Jungkook could feel bitterness in his mouth when he was watching Taehyung with Baekhyun. It wouldn’t be so weird if his fellow band member wasn’t all over his EXO friend. They were sitting together on the sofa right across from where Jungkook sat with his three friends and Taehyung was almost sitting on the other guy’s lap. They were talking about something and laughing together and Taehyung was pinching the other, ruffling his hair and hugging his shoulders every few seconds.
Jungkook felt an anger washing over him and the grip around the beer bottle that he held tightened.
“You okay?” Yugyeom’s voice brought him back. Him and the other two were watching him with confusion. He realized that there were probably lightings coming out of his eyes right now so he took a deep breath to calm himself down and smiled reassuringly.
“Yeah, fine, I just remembered something,” he waved his hand dismissively. He really didn’t need anyone to ask any questions, it was enough that he couldn’t get Seokjin out of his hair.
He tried his hardest not to pay much attention to Taehyung for his own good. He just wanted to enjoy this evening so he got up and went over to where Hoseok, Jimin and few other people were dancing in the middle of living room and joined them. The music filled his body and he let it take over him and moved his body to the rhythm. That is what he loved about dancing, it could take his mind off of anything, when he danced it was just him, his body and the melody.
“You having fun?” Namjoon smiled at him when he walked to the kitchen counter half an hour later. He was already exhausted from all the dancing and he really needed another drink.
“Yeah, the party is great, it was a good idea to throw it, it’s been a while,” the maknae nodded and grabbed a new bottle of beer.
“I think, Taehyung is having maybe too much fun,” Yoongi, who was standing next to the leader, snorted and was looking to his right side. Jungkook looked up in confusion, he didn’t have any idea what was going on. As soon as he saw what was happening, his face went pale.
There was Taehyung, lying on the dining table with his shirt up and some guy, whose name Jungkook didn’t remember, was leaning over him. And there was no doubt that they were doing body shots. In the moment Jungkook saw the scene, the guy was sipping a drink from Taehyung’s bellybutton and then came over to his mouth where Taehyung held a piece of orange between his lips and the guy took it from him with his teeth, their lips almost touching.
Jungkook saw red. He literally saw red. The sight of someone touching Taehyung’s body like this and nearly kissing him had his blood boiling. He could stand seeing Taehyung talking to other people, hell even hugging them, but this was too much. He brought his beer down on the counter with a loud thud.
Yoongi and Namjoon looked at him with confusion. He was literally shaking with anger. How could Taehyung let someone touch him like that? It should be only him doing this. What did that unknown motherfucker think? Jungkook gritted his teeth.
“You okay?” Namjoon asked carefully, apparently aware of what pissed Jungkook off so much. Their maknae looked pretty scary when he was angry.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” Jungkook breathed out through the gritted teeth and stormed out of the room. As soon as he approached the nearest bathroom, he locked himself in and leaned over the sink, gripping it tightly on both sides. His hold was so tight that he thought he might actually break it.
He wanted to punch something, or preferably someone. He was frustrated as hell, not only because of the scene he saw just few minutes ago but also because of his reaction to it. Why the hell did he even care what Taehyung was doing and with whom? It was none of his business, they were just friends and there was really not a reason for Jungkook to react like this. Or was there? Damn Kim Taehyung and damn himself.
He turned over and punched a wall in frustration. He groaned lowly from the pain, his knuckles were bruised little bit but thankfully the tiles on the wall looked normal. He cursed himself and his rage and washed the hand under cold water. He honestly needed to chill.
After another ten minutes, he finally got out of the bathroom. He was calm enough to return back to the party. It was only something around midnight and from previous experiences he knew that it won’t be over for at least another two or three hours and even if he wanted to, he couldn’t go to sleep so he had to go back and just try to have fun.
“What happened?” Seokjin gasped when he noticed Jungkook’s knuckles, when he took his beer back from the counter.
“I punched a wall,” Jungkook deadpanned as if it was not a big deal.
“What the hell? Why?” Namjoon joined in.
“I was angry,”
“Oh, okay, so that makes it fine, right? If you are angry, just go punch a wall, hurt yourself and everything will be fine,” Seokjin folded hands on his chest with reproachful look.
“You are weird,” Yoongi shook his head in disbelieve. Jungkook shrugged, he really didn’t care right now.
“Just because you and Taehyung can’t get your shit together doesn’t mean you have to ruin our dorm. I don’t know what’s been going on between you two but it’s obviously something,” the oldest continued.
“There is nothing going on between me and Taehyung, we have no shit to solve,”
“Yeah, right, because seeing your friend doing body shots with someone and go punch the wall because of that is completely normal reaction,” Seokjin laughed sarcastically and knowingly. Namjoon and Yoongi had the same faces, obviously not believing the maknae. But Jungkook didn’t care, he really didn’t need to explain anything to them, it was his damn business.
He took a new bottle of beer and went back over to his two GOT7 friends who were currently doing soju shots so he gladly joined them. Yeah, alcohol, that is what he needed right now.
Another hour has passed and Jungkook was doing fine. He was more drunk than an hour ago but still fine to be fully aware of everything, he wasn’t a light-weight, he could drink quite a lot without getting drunk. Him and the other two were soon joined by Jimin, Hoseok and Yoongi. Namjoon and Seokjin were nowhere to be seen.
And when he thought he was fine again, just having fun, his eyes landed to the damn Kim Taehyung again. And as if it wasn’t enough, he felt his blood boil for the third time that evening. He was starting to think that the older was doing this on purpose because there was no way in hell he would be so damn touchy, it was too much even for him.
He was standing in the corner and not alone. There was Minho leaning against the wall and they looked like having a lot of fun, maybe little bit too much. Not only were they laughing every few seconds but Minho’s hands were also stroking Taehyung’s hips every now and then and Taehyung rested one of his hands next to Minho’s face so he was basically trapping him in the corner.
Jungkook felt on the edge and he had no idea how much he can handle. He clasped his hands together and he could feel the nails digging into the skin on how tight he was holding them together. His knuckles were turning white and he was leaning forward, shamelessly staring at the pair in the corner. His jaw was clenched, his look hard and the tongue was poking to the side of his cheek.
“Oh ou, he’s doing that thing with the tongue,” Hoseok spoke up when he noticed the maknae. Jungkook didn’t even pay attention to him. His ears were buzzing with the blood.
“Oh, his famous jealous face,” Jimin laughed and followed Jungkook’s gaze.
“I think Tae is in trouble,” Hoseok laughed too when he noticed into whose head was Jungkook currently burning holes.
“I’m giving him five minutes,” Yoongi raised his bottle.
“Five minutes? More like one, max,” Jimin laughed. Jungkook was still oblivious to everything, his focus solely on the pair in the corner. He liked Minho, he was a nice guy but he never liked how close he and Taehyung were. They were little bit too touchy for Jungkook’s liking and tonight, with the alcohol involved, it was even worse.
His eyes grew wild when he saw Taehyung slowly leaning over to the other, biting down on his neck. At that was it, Jungkook officially lost it and snapped. He’s had enough of this bullshit. He jumped on his legs and stormed over to the pair.
“I said one minute,” Jimin laughed in victory and turned his attention to the trio, ready to step in in case something happened. Jungkook wasn’t a violent person, he didn’t pick up fights just like that but all the member have seen him couple of times punch someone in the face and it wasn’t pretty.
Jungkook close the gap between him and the pair and grabbed Taehyung by the back of his neck and yanked him from Minho’s neck.
“Jungkook?” Taehyung breathed out in surprise. Jungkook’s gaze was dark and angry, the older gulped. The maknae grabbed his wrist and before he could even process what was happening, he was being dragged across the room to the hallway. They passed few people there and he could see that Jungkook was almost fuming with rage.
Jungkook dragged him into his room and as soon as the door was shut, Taehyung’s back was slammed against it and there were strong hands gripping tightly on his hips.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jungkook growled, watching him with anger.
“What do you mean?”
“You just can’t keep your hands to yourself, can you? You just have to go and fool around with everyone in the room and let them touch you. And you have to do all that right in front of me,” the maknae got out through the gritted teeth. He was so angry and so frustrated, jealousy and possessiveness was taking over him. No one could touch Taehyung like that, no one.
Taehyung didn’t know what the hell was going on but before he could even reply, Jungkook smashed his mouth against his, biting down on his lips harshly, drawing blood. He gasped in shock and that was the moment Jungkook slipped his tongue inside, licking on the heat hungrily. He was gripping on his hips tightly, surely bruising them and he was acting like possessed.
“Jungkook,” Taehyung gasped when the maknae broke the kiss and moved over to his neck instead, biting down on it painfully.
“Jungkook, wait,” the older got out again. He would lie if he said it didn’t feel amazing and part of him wanted just go on but he didn’t want to repeat their past actions, he couldn’t do this to himself. He was squirming under the younger, trying to get out of his hold.
“Jungkook, stop!” Taehyung shouted and shoved the younger’s chest which pushed him from his body. He quickly slipped out from under his body and behind Jungkook’s back so he wouldn’t be trapped between the maknae and wall or door. The younger turned over to him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Taehyung cried out in frustration. He wasn’t mad at Jungkook for his actions per se, he was mad at him for acting like that again. Like he wants him.
“I just can’t watch you whole evening talking to and touching all those people,” Jungkook breathed out, little bit calmer.
“Why do you even care? You know I am friendly person and I talk to people. Can’t you just go on one evening without me? Can’t you just let me be and forget about you for one evening?” the older tugged on his hair. He couldn’t go on like this. His mind was all about Jungkook most of the time and when he finally distanced himself little bit, the younger came into the picture again, doing stuff like this.
“I can’t forget you when you are always coming back. I don’t mind that you rejected me but you just can’t come back, flip my world upside down and leave again,” Taehyung spoke up again.
“I didn’t leave the last time, you walked away!” Jungkook protested.
“Yes, because that’s what is best for me! I can’t hurt myself like this, you don’t belong to me and I don’t belong to you. You just can’t drag me here, saying shit like that no one can touch me. What the hell do you want from me, Jungkook? How can I move on from you?”
“Then don’t,” the maknae said quietly.
“I will eventually move on, you know. I can’t have those feelings for you forever, not when you don’t want me. I’m done being a masochist, Jungkook. And you just can’t come to me, slam me to the door, kiss me and say shit about other people touching me because frankly, it’s none of your fucking business!” Taehyung exclaimed back.
“Okay, I’m sorry that I fucking care! I’m sorry that I hate seeing other people touching you like that and I’m sorry that I am fucking in love with you!” Jungkook screamed back.
“What?” Taehyung froze and his mouth fell open.
“What?” Jungkook repeated.
“What did you just say?” Taehyung demanded.
“Nothing,”
“You did! You said you’re in love with me!” the older breathed out, looked at Jungkook with big, surprised and hopeful eyes and added quietly: “Did you mean it?”
“Maybe? Yes,” Jungkook said uncertainly. What he said was a surprise to him too. It just slipped out, he never really realized that but now when the words came out, it was clear as a day to him.
They were staring at each other for few seconds, and then Taehyung closed the gap between them with quick footsteps, grabbed Jungkook’s cheeks in his hands and crashed their lips together. The kiss wasn’t rough but it was intense and passionate. Jungkook wrapped his arms around the other’s waist and kissed him desperately, new emotions and feelings flooding his body.
They broke apart after a while, both breathing harshly. Taehyung was still holding Jungkook’s cheeks and rested his forehead against the other’s.
“I don’t like seeing people touching you the way I did those couple of times,” Jungkook whispered.
“No one can touch me like you do, Kookie and I don’t want them to. I only want you,” Taehyung assured him with a whisper.
“I want you too,” the maknae breathed out with shaky laugh and leaned in again, closing the distance between their lips once again. This time the kiss was slow. It started only as a brush of the skin and slowly deepened, until their tongues were dancing together.
Suddenly Taehyung pushed him lightly into his chest, for a second, Jungkook though he wants to push him from himself but then his legs bumped into the frame of his bed and he fell down on the mattress. The older climbed over him, until he was sitting on his lap and leaned down to capture his lips again.
“God, you have no fucking idea how long I’ve been dying to hear you say that. I never thought I could really have you,” Taehyung spoke up, gazing the other’s face with a smitten look. He knew Jungkook’s face like the back of his hand but watching him like this under him and after what just happened, he was overwhelmed with emotions. He’s wanted Jungkook for so long, he wanted his love and affection and it was finally happening.
“Now you have me,” Jungkook smiled up at him, his eyes wrinkling. His rage from a while ago was completely gone, replaced by softness and love and thousands of other emotions.
“I want you, all of you,” the older whispered and caressed Jungkook’s cheek softly. He didn’t wait for Jungkook’s reply and connected their lips once again. After few minutes of making out, he took off his own shirt, tossing it on the floor, soon followed by Jungkook’s shirt. He immediately leaned down and started peppering Jungkook’s chest with kisses, as his hands were roaming over the younger’s hard stomach. He wanted to touch Jungkook like this for so long. Those two previous times when they were together, he was so shocked and frozen that he barely touched the other, let Jungkook always do all the work. But now he could let himself go and do what he always wanted.
Taehyung’s hands and fingers were working fast and soon both of them were naked. They could still hear the music and the voices outside of the room, the party was still going on but neither of the cared at the moment. Fuck everyone outside, this moment belonged to them.
Taehyung slowly kissed his way down Jungkook’s body, from his mouth to his stomach and positioned himself between Jungkook’s legs. He looked up at the younger with hooded eyes, quietly asking a permission. Jungkook’s breath hitched in his throat at the sight of Taehyung, looking at him like that, his face only few centimetres away from his already half hard cock.
Jungkook choked on the air when he felt a tongue on the head of his member. He never felt Taehyung’s mouth down there and it was absolutely glorious. The older gave his hardening dick few kittenish licks, before he licked a long strip from the base to the tip.
“Tae,” Jungkook groaned in frustration at the other’s teasing, he ached for the other to take him into his mouth and when it finally happened, his eyes rolled back. It was absolutely amazing, hundred times better than what he could ever imagine. The wet heat felt so amazing around him and the older sank down and took most of his erection in like a champ.
Taehyung started bobbing his head up and down, alternating between fast and slow movements, flicking his tongue around the slit and it was driving Jungkook absolutely crazy. He brought his hands down to Taehyung’s hair, locking his fingers in the locks, just resting them there, letting the other do all the work. Suddenly his dick hit the back of the other’s throat and he felt pre-come spurting from his erection.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” Taehyung moaned obscenely after he pulled off. As much as Jungkook enjoyed that sinful mouth, he wanted to move things on because he wasn’t sure he could last too long. Well, he was pretty sure that few more minutes of that mouth around him and he’d be coming.
“Come here,” he breathed out and pulled the older up by his hair so they were facing each other again. Jungkook leaned up hungrily and kissed Taehyung roughly. The older straddled his hips again and slowly grinded his ass right against Jungkook’s throbbing cock and it earned him a low groan from the younger.
“I want to feel you,” Taehyung moaned breathlessly into the maknae’s mouth, as he was grinding his ass on that marvellous cock and he was aching to have him inside.
Jungkook didn’t say anything to that but he stretched his hand to the bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube. He didn’t waste any time and poured a generous amount on his fingers and sneaked the hand behind Taehyung’s ass. The older was lying on his chest, close to him and he captured his lips with his own again.
Suddenly Taehyung moaned obscenely into Jungkook’s mouth when he felt a wet finger circling his entrance.
“Kookie, stop teasing,” the older whined after few more seconds of Jungkook’s teasing, he was literally aching for that finger at this point. Jungkook laughed mischievously but complied and pushed the finger past the tight ring of muscles. The first one went in quickly, without much resistance, so he was soon circling it inside the warm walls. Taehyung was squirming and moaning above him and it was the hottest thing Jungkook’s ever seen. He could only imagine what it’ll feel like and how Taehyung will look like once he fills him up with his own dick. Jungkook groaned at the image.
“Another,” the older breathed out after a while of the finger slowly fucking him and Jungkook wasn’t a one to deny him that so he inserted a second finger. The resistance was bigger now but he managed to go all in in a matter of seconds.
“Oh god, Kookie, so good,” Taehyung groaned deeply into Jungkook’s neck that he was currently biting. He needed to ground himself somehow because the stretch was so damn good and he was pretty sure that he could just come on Jungkook’s fingers.
After couple of minutes of scissoring and stretching, Jungkook added a third finger, moaning lowly at the feeling of the tight heat around his fingers. He wasn’t sure how he’ll handle entering that tight hole with his cock but he couldn’t wait for it.
“Fuck, right there!” Taehyung cried out in pleasure once Jungkook started to fuck the fingers in and out and that was his cue that he found his prostate so he kept the angle and thrusted in and out. The sounds it was getting out of the older were just obscene and beautiful and soon the man above him was a whimpering mess, babbling his name and praises and Jungkook knew he was ready.
He withdrew the fingers, grabbed a condom and rolled it on himself quickly. He moved them over so now he was sitting and his back was resting against the headboard, while Taehyung was still sitting on him.
“I wanna ride you, Kookie, so bad,” Taehyung babbled feverishly and Jungkook almost came right then and there at the obscene words.
“Yeah, do it, baby, whatever you want,” he breathed out and encouraged the other. Taehyung moaned in pleasure at the pet name, it sounded so good coming out of Jungkook’s mouth and it sounded even better because it was directed to him.
Taehyung positioned himself over Jungkook’s cock and sank down. He went slowly but steadily and after only few seconds he was fully seated on the other’s lap, breathing harshly at the feeling of being finally filled. Jungkook was gasping for the air when he felt that tight heat swallowing him.
“I’ve dreamt about this for so long, being filled by you while you look at me like this. But the reality is so much better,” Taehyung smiled softly and caressed Jungkook’s cheek. The younger couldn’t understand the feeling completely since he didn’t love Taehyung for years but it was still overwhelming and unbelievable for him too.
Taehyung kissed him slowly couple of times and started to circle his hips experimentally. When he felt that he was ready, he brought his hips up and back down few times slowly and it didn’t take too long for him to bounce eagerly on that glorious dick. Their lips never separated and they were breathing and moaning in each other’s mouths. Taehyung felt over the moon and he wished he could do this all night. Unfortunately for him, his legs started hurting and shaking with the effort after a while and he whined in frustration.
Thankfully Jungkook seemed to read his mind and he gripped his hips tightly and without any warning flipped them over so now he was lying on top of Taehyung and sealed their lips together again. He started to move his hips slowly, enjoying every second of the sensation. His head was almost spinning, he still couldn’t believe that this was really happening. Taehyung was bouncing his hips down desperately, meeting him halfway.
“Harder,” the older choked out in frustration. This slow and sensual sex was nice and all but right now he needed Jungkook to give it to him properly.
And Jungkook complied without hesitation, setting a quick pace and soon he was slamming into the other mercilessly.
“Yes, Jungkook, just like that!” Taehyung cried out because the other was fucking him so good. His vision almost blurred when the younger hit that spot inside him again and his whole body shook at the sensation. Jungkook smirked to himself and kept the same angle, abusing the prostate with every thrust.
“Oh my god, fuck, yes!” Taehyung was whimpering and squirming against the bed sheets and he could feel his orgasm approaching, he just wanted one thing: “Kiss me, Kookie,”
The maknae complied immediately and crushed their lips together while he was still ramming his hips in and out. He sneaked his hand between their stomachs and grabbed Taehyung’s neglected cock. It earned him a filthy groan into his mouth. The older was grabbing and scratching his back at the double pleasure, his prostate being abused with each rapid thrust and his cock being jerked off quickly.
“Fuck, Kookie, I’m coming,” Taehyung managed to choke out only a second before the orgasm hit him so damn hard that he was coming and coming and he didn’t think he’d ever stop. Jungkook kept fucking him through it, chasing his own release.
“Come for me,” Taehyung moaned against Jungkook’s ear and that was enough to bring the younger over the edge. He bit down between Taehyung’s shoulder and neck and came into to condom, buried inside the older’s sensitive ass.
They were both breathing quickly and didn’t move for few minutes, both enjoying their heights and the approximity. Taehyung would even sleep with Jungkook’s cock inside him if it was possible, he really wouldn’t mind that.
Eventually the younger rolled off Taehyung, got rid of the full condom and cleaned both of their stomachs with tissues. Neither of them was up for a shower at the moment so they just cuddled together. Jungkook lied down on his back and Taehyung immediately pressed himself to his side, holding him tightly, resting his head on the firm chest. The maknae wrapped his arm under Taehyung head, over his shoulder and was stroking his arm lightly.
“Did you really mean what you said? Are you in love with me?” the older broke the silence after few minutes and looked up at Jungkook.
“Until I said it I didn’t know it but when it got out, I realized that it’s true. I don’t know how it happened but I don’t care. I am in love with you,” the maknae reassured him with a light-hearted laughter.
“So, what does it mean?”
“That means I want to be with you, you dumbass,” Jungkook laughed mockingly.
“It will be hard you know, with our work and everything. I also think that I will drive you crazy sometimes,” Taehyung smiled.
“Oh, I am absolutely sure that you will drive me crazy. But I think I can handle it, I’ve been putting up with you for years after all,” the younger pinched his side: “But I don’t care how hard it will be, I am sure we will meet some problems on the way and I know that we will have to work hard to make it work but Tae, you are my best friend, we can do it.”
“Yeah, I think we can, right? We’ve always been a great team,” Taehyung smiled.
“Yeah, we have,” Jungkook smiled back at him and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Neither of them knew what the future holds for them but they were ready to fight anything that comes their way.