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“God I’ve missed this so fucking much.” Taehyung pants into Seokjin’s neck as his breath ghosts over the skin, kissing Seokjin in as many places as possible. His body is pressed on top of Seokjin’s, whose hands are all over Taehyung’s body, fingers running over his back and down to his ass.
Seokjin grabs him, pulling their bodies even closer together, and the friction that happens when their hips collide is enough to make Taehyung want to rip all of their clothes off right this second.
Just as Taehyung’s kissing along Seokjin’s chin, inches away from reaching his lips, Seokjin chuckles and Taehyung pulls away. He's probably wondering what about this is so funny?
“I can’t believe we’re actually in your old bed.” Seokjin says, eyes crinkling and smile huge on his face. “It’s strange… but fun. Almost like I’m 17 again.”
“Yeah remember when you said this was the one place we could never hook up?” Taehyung teases.
“We should still keep that promise.” Seokjin tries to say but Taehyung is too quick.
“Nope, too late.” Taehyung smiles, leaning down to lick Seokjin's neck. He trails his tongue lower and lower until he reaches Seokjin’s collarbone.
"Come on Tae.. we shouldn’t.” Seokjin protests.
“We definitely should.” Taehyung whines, nipping at Seokjin’s jaw. “We’ll just have to be quiet.”
He kisses Seokjin again, this time sliding his tongue into Seokjin’s mouth with much more intent, kissing him sloppily. A tiny moan escapes from his mouth and Seokjin’s hands find Taehyung’s face, grabbing him and pulling him in even further.
“You’re not very good at being quiet.” He whispers into Taehyung’s mouth.
“And whose fault is that?” Taehyung smirks, smiling for a second before pulling away, then kneels over Seokjin on his bed. His fingers find the top of Seokjin’s jeans, unbuttoning them and dragging the zipper down slowly.
“Well then…” Seokjin says as he grabs Taehyung’s hands between his own, preventing him from moving, “I guess we should stop.”
He’s obviously joking but Taehyung is clearly too aroused to deal with his poor sense of humor right now.
“You’re so meannnn.” He whines, dragging out the word with emphasis and leaning down to kiss Seokjin. But Seokjin still feels like teasing and doesn't move his lips, trying to be as still as possible.
“Fine, I’ll do all the work.” Taehyung smiles, twisting his hands out of Seokjin’s grip and yanking down his jeans. “I owe you anyways… for the other day.”
He eases Seokjin’s briefs down ever so slowly, finally reaching his hand in and gripping Seokjin’s cock around the base, already half hard. It feels incredible.
“Taehyung…” Seokjin whines and Taehyung knows he’s still worried.
“The door is locked. And my parents are really deep sleepers.” Taehyung smirks, dipping his head down and kitten licking against Seokjin’s cock.
Seokjin practically whimpers, accepting Taehyung’s words as his hands move to Taehyung’s shoulders, pushing him down gently. His control is non existent when he's around Taehyung, never able to refuse him. He's surprised Taehyung hasn't convinced him to do this earlier.
Taehyung gets his mouth around him quickly, not even attempting to go slowly. Seokjin can feel himself filling up under his tongue and Taehyung can see the reaction he’s giving Seokjin too, sees how Seokjin’s chest is rising and falling with each breath that he takes.
Taehyung finally gets a rhythm going, and Seokjin feels himself getting closer before he grips Taehyung’s arms and pulls him upward. Before Taehyung can even ask, Seokjin’s pulling him into a kiss, quieting him.
“That feels amazing.” He breathes, hands tangling into Taehyung’s curls.
“Then why’d you stop me?” Taehyung asks.
Seokjin doesn’t reply right away, only kisses him intently. Then he's moving, pushing Taehyung up and flipping them over, Taehyung now trapped beneath his weight.
“Because I really just want to be inside you now.” Seokjin growls, nipping at Taehyung’s neck. Taehyung moans and closes his eyes. There's nothing he wants more.
Seokjin’s kissing down his stomach tenderly, unbuttoning his shirt as he goes and he’s taking almost too much time because Taehyung is growing antsy. Without intending to Taehyung bucks his hips up a little and Seokjin laughs grabbing his sides and holding him down.
“Be patient…” He whispers to Taehyung, continuing down until his lips find the very bottom of Taehyung’s stomach, where his pants are pressing into his skin.
Seokjin flicks the button open, glancing up at Taehyung with a smirk before unzipping them and pulling them all the way off, Taehyung’s dick now fully exposed. Seokjin tentatively places a kiss on the tip of Taehyung’s cock, teasing him a little and Taehyung groans above him.
Taehyung whines above him, clearly enjoying the pressure of Seokjin’s lips on his skin. “Come back here for a second.”
Seokjin moves back up his body, stopping inches in front of Taehyung’s face, Taehyung pulling him into a kiss quickly. He’s almost too intense with it, pushing his tongue into Seokjin’s mouth and biting against his lips. “Let’s never fight again?”
“Agreed.” Seokjin smiles at him, pulling away. His hand moves downward, gripping Taehyung’s cock and tugging on it gently.
Taehyung moans into it, sleepy smile on his face as Seokjin’s hand moves faster.
“I thought you said you were going to fuck me.” Taehyung whispers into Seokjin’s ear and he laughs again, removing his hand so that he can get his own pants undone, pulling them off with ease.
“If you’re gonna whine about it then maybe you should do the work? Like you said you would before.” Seokjin teases, laying back against the bed next to Taehyung, kissing his shoulder gently and waiting. Taehyung laughs then too, but quickly moves so that he’s straddling Seokjin, hands moving behind his head and grabbing his hair.
“My pleasure.” Taehyung drawls, kissing him intently and letting his hands trail lower, finding Seokjin’s dick again.
Seokjin’s thrusts up into his hand, his breathing getting deeper as Taehyung strokes him, little whimpers escaping from his lips every few seconds.
Taehyungs’s missed this too much in the time they were apart. He missed making Seokjin feel this way, missed seeing his body react to his touch, missed the small sounds Seokjin makes when he works him up like this.
“Baby.” Seokjin says, stilling just the slightest bit, “I’m ready.”
Taehyung smiles brightly at him. It’s the first time Seokjin has ever called him that. He leans over and grabs lube out of his desk drawer. It’s definitely not the most clever hiding spot but Seokjin is thankful for the simple fact that it will allow this to happen much quicker.
Taehyung drops it on Seokjin's chest roughly, kissing him harder and signifying for him to do something.
Seokjin grabs it, flicking open the cap of the lube and coating his fingers with liquid, then reaches between his and Taehyung’s bodies.
Seokjin surprises Taehyung by instantly pressing two fingers against his center, teasing quickly before pressing them in, not bothering to go too slowly with this.
“Oh, God.” Taehyung whimpers into his ear and it’s thrilling, doing this with Taehyung. It always is.
“You okay?” Seokjin asks him quietly, making sure that he’s not pushing too hard and Taehyung only nods, continuing to mouth at Seokjin’s neck roughly. Seokjin takes that as a good sign and continues to work his fingers in and out of Taehyung. Taehyung has started to move on top of him, pushing down on Seokjin’s fingers with just as much energy that Seokjin is putting into it.
After a while he starts to get impatient; as much as he loves this, he’s not sure he wants to keep up with it much longer. His dick is throbbing and he’s dying to get inside of Taehyung.
When he removes his fingers he can hear Taehyung whining slightly above him and before he has a chance to say anything Seokjin’s grabbing his hips and pulling his body upward, hinting to Taehyung what he wants. Taehyung reaches between them, gripping Seokjin’s dick and moving it right against his hole, the tip of Seokjin’s dick catching at the rim.
Seokjin watches Taehyung, whose watching their bodies as they connect, Taehyung easing himself down slowly on top of Seokjin. The pressure is incredible. Even after all this time, Taehyung still feels ridiculously tight around him.
“Fuck, you feel so good Tae.” Seokjin finds himself whimpering beneath Taehyung.
He shuts Seokjin up by leaning down and capturing his lips in a messy kiss, his tongue tangling with Seokjin’s, pushing in and out; mimicking Seokjin’s cock moving in and out of him.
Seokjin moans loudly and Taehyung stills, palms resting on Seokjin's chest.
"You're being too loud." Taehyung teases, continuing his movement and rocking over him harder.
“I’m not gonna last long…” Seokjin whispers and Taehyung smirks.
“Good, I wanna see you cum.” Taehyung says, leaning forward and dragging his teeth against Seokjin's ear, biting gently.
Seokjin’s hands are on Taehyung’s hips now, gripping him tightly and pulling him up and down to help Taehyung bounce on top of him, timing it perfectly with his thrusts.
Taehyung’s getting louder now too, his fist closing around his own cock and working himself as they move together.
Seokjin surprises Taehyung then, flipping them over with ease and pinning Taehyung beneath him.
Moans escape Taehyung's lips more frequently and his breathing changes, getting quicker and louder and Seokjin flips Taehyung around, rolling him so that he's laying on his side. Seokjin presses his body behind Taehyung's and presses back into him, clasping his hand over Taehyung’s mouth roughly and trapping the noise.
“Shhhhh” Seokjin says into his ear from behind and stilling for a moment. “You’re gonna wake up your parents.”
Taehyung nods, showing Seokjin that he understands and Seokjin removes his hand ever so slowly, testing Taehyung.
“Better finish me off already then.” He whispers quietly and seductively and it makes Seokjin laugh.
Taehyung laughs then too and it’s such a wonderful sound, one that Seokjin desperately missed hearing in their time apart. It feels so good to be back here again with Taehyung. To know that things between them are good again and that everything will be okay.
“I’m so happy Seokjin.” Taehyung smiles back at him, forgetting honorifics and taking the words right out of Seokjin’s mouth. Neither of them are laughing now.
Seokjin smiles over at him again, taking that as his cue to move this along. He reaches for Taehyung’s hand, holding it tightly before thrusting back into his at a steady pace, his other hand moving around Taehyung's throat. He doesn't squeeze, just holds him steady as he continues to fuck into him.
Taehyung’s hand moves fast against his own dick, timing it with Seokjin's thrusts. Seokjin pushes harder and harder into Taehyung with each second that passes. He ignores the sounds of the bed rustling beneath them, hoping that they aren't making too much noise. He doesn't exactly want to meet Taehyung's parents this way.
It’s rare for them to orgasm together but if he times this correctly maybe he can make it happen. It feels very fitting for the occasion.
He can tell that Taehyung’s getting close, can see by the expression on his face, so he pushes both of them forward slightly, moving his hand to the mattress to give himself a bit more leverage, pushing in quicker to allow his body to catch up.
Taehyung whines underneath him and Seokjin kisses his shoulder as a distraction, licking at the skin and sucking with just a tiny bit of pressure. He can feel his orgasm sneaking up on him, loves the familiar pull in the pit of his stomach as his muscles twist and clench together.
Taehyung starts bucking back into him, clearly ready for his release and Seokjin’s mouth finds Taehyung’s then, sucking his bottom lip between his own.
Then, he's coming, and he can sense Taehyung's body tensing up, knowing that he's releasing too, and it’s almost too much to handle, his emotions running wild.
He thrusts a few more times, eyes squeezing shut as he allows his body to finish, slowly coming down from it's high.
“I love you.” Seokjin gasps, his words mumbled against Taehyung's lips and then Taehyung’s pulling away and Seokjin feels himself slipping from inside of him. Taehyung shifts around on the bed, hands tangling into his hair, tugging against the back of his neck gently, and holding Seokjin close to him.
“I love you too.” Taehyung says as Seokjin reaches between them. He gathers some of Taehyung’s cum in his fingers, moves it around on Taehyung’s stomach while he relaxes, still cooling down from his own orgasm. He loves playing with it, loves looking at it, loves knowing that he was responsible the mess they’ve created. Taehyung silently watches, small smile etched on his face.
He could probably clean it up with his tongue, if he really wanted to. He’s done it before. But his body is exhausted and he doesn’t want to move. He just wants to lie here, body collapsed on top of Taehyung’s, forever.
Eventually they have to clean things up and when Seokjin climbs back into bed he’s got something in his hands and Taehyung’s curiosity is getting the best of him. He’s not sure where Seokjin could have possibly been hiding it before now, but he forgets about that as soon as Seokjin’s sitting back on the bed, holding onto the small box tightly.
“I got you something…” Seokjin says quietly and he actually looks nervous, sitting here next to Taehyung, fingers closed tightly together.
Taehyung reaches over, putting a hand over Seokjin’s and holding them both still, waiting patiently until Seokjin looks over at him and into his eyes.
“What is it?” He asks softly.
“I was gonna give it you a while ago,” Seokjin says, ignoring Taehyung’s question. “But I didn’t want to scare you away so I just held on to it, wanted to wait for the right time.”
Taehyung’s eyes grow big, and he’s starting to freak out internally, the craziest of thoughts going through his mind right now.
“And then after I transferred schools it just never seemed like the right time.”
“Hyung…” Taehyung begins, his impatience getting the best of him and nods his head down at the box, hinting for Seokjin to get to it already and just open it. “Show me.”
Seokjin bites his lip then, nervously looking down and opening the box ever so slowly. Inside is a small silver ring. It’s just a simple band but it’s beautiful and Taehyung’s nerves are all over the place now. He can feel himself sweating and he wonders if it’s showing on his face.
“It’s not an engagement ring.” Seokjin rushes out and Taehyung sighs in relief.
As much as he loves Seokjin, he’s not quite ready for that step yet.
“It’s a promise ring.”
Taehyung looks at Seokjin, whose still shaking a little bit and waits for him to continue… to explain.
“A promise to trust each other. And to always love each other and take care of each other…” Seokjin pulls it out of the box. “And to not be stupid or insecure ever again.”
Taehyung laughs at that and Seokjin joins in with him, both thankful to be sharing this small instance of humor, despite how serious this moment is.
“I have one too.” Seokjin says quietly, reaching for his jeans on the floor and pulling a duplicate ring out of the back pocket. He shoves it on his finger and looks over at Taehyung. “I wanted to give it you pretty much the day that I bought them. But then I transferred and things were weird for a while. And then you know, the whole fight happened... and it didn't feel like the right time to give it to you."
Seokjin is still just looking down at his hands, unable to look Taehyung in the eye.
"But I was hoping that since we got a chance to really talk... well I thought maybe, I could convince you to keep it?”
Taehyung runs a hand under Seokjin's chin, forcing him to look up. He looks so scared, so worried that Taehyung may actually say no and Taehyung can’t stand it. “Of course,” he says loudly, leaning in and kissing Seokjin instantly. “Of course I’ll wear it, it’s all I've ever wanted.”
He grabs the ring out of Seokjin’s hand without thinking, only realizing what he’d done right before he’s about to put it on.
“Oh, sorry!” He says nervously, handing it back to Seokjin whose laughing again.
“Here.” Seokjin grabs Taehyung’s hand and slips the ring over his finger slowly, smiling up at Taehyung once it's completely on. “It fits perfectly.”
“Yeah.” Is all that Taehyung can manage to get out right now, just staring at it. He grabs Seokjin’s hand in his own and intertwines their fingers together tightly.
“I don’t know what our future holds but I know it’s with you.” Seokjin says quietly and it would almost be cheesy if he didn’t look so damn adorable right now, eyebrows furrowed and serious expression plastered on his face. “I know eventually we will have to tell people about us and that’s gonna be… really hard, but we can do it.”
“You really think that's possible?” Taehyung asks and Seokjin nods immediately.
"Yes, Taehyung, because... I've already started looking at more universities closer to you. And I'm going to transfer back. And I was hoping that maybe... you'd wanna get a place. Together."
Taehyung doesn't know what to say. Seokjin is doing so much for him, and it makes his heart heavy.
"I know you love living with Hoseok but-"
"I do!" Taehyung spits out, not wanting Seokjin to think for even a second that he would say no.
"Really?" Seokjin asks again, like he's wanting to be sure that Taehyung isn't lying.
"Yes. Hoseok will understand."
"Okay. And I know my parents will be okay with it. Once they meet you. I bet our families would love each other. And someday… we can make our own gaming room and even get a dog?… Perhaps even me and Hoseok could actually be friends.”
Taehyung chuckles. “Don’t dream too big now.”
Seokjin smiles and Taehyung thinks he looks absolutely beautiful. He’s never seen him so happy.
“Soon we’ll even be able to walk down the street holding hands and no one will ever care that I started out as your college English professor.”
They share more laughs and Taehyung leans in, softly kissing Seokjin on the cheek. “I want all of that. Every single thing you just said.”
“Someday...” Seokjin whispers, his forehead leaned against Taehyung’s effortlessly. His pushes his mouth forward, pressing his lips onto Taehyung’s with ease, capturing him in another kiss.
“Someday." Taehyung returns with a smile, pulling away slowly to stare into Seokjin's eyes.
Seokjin's gaze follows Taehyung's down to their hands, still tightly clasped together, rings glistening in the dim light.