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Jungkook didn’t consider himself socially awkward, but he could be reserved and quiet, shy, even; but mostly, observant. It was basically his second nature: observing and paying attention to people and their habits to kind of understand their personality better. And that was exactly what he had been doing with Taehyung, his dorm roommate. They had been living together for a little bit more than two years, so Jungkook had already picked up some habits and traits from the elder.

For example, the older boy likes to wake up before him to have breakfast in the calmness of the early morning, however, when Jungkook wakes up an hour or two later, he sits with him and gets eats again just to be with the younger one. Another thing he realized about the older boy is that he spends a lot of time on social media. Whenever they are together in their dorm, Jungkook catches him scrolling endlessly and even giggling by himself.

One day, the older boy, to Jungkook’s surprise, asked him about his social media information to follow him, which Jungkook agreed to nonchalantly even though a wave of happiness washed through his chest. Needless to say, now they’re on the “sending-memes-to-each-other-on-a-daily-basis” stage. They send each other memes related to college life, funny things in general, and, recently, Taehyung has been sending the younger boy memes—and sometimes straight-up quotes—that fell more on the romantic scope, sometimes even sexy, lovey-dovey stuff, which had Jungkook a tad bit confused. “Is he trying to hint something?”, “is that his sense of humor?”, “am I reading too much into it?”

All jokes aside, they have become so close in this past year: they have movie nights, they grab lunch and dinner together almost every day, they are friendly with each other and everything, but there is one thing Jungkook hasn’t discovered about Taehyung yet: where do his feelings stand? It’s hard to guess because Taehyung is a little bit ambiguous. He could be dude-like one minute and be treating everyone like his bro, and next, he’ll be greeting Jungkook in the morning with a hug and a sweet “morning sleepyhead!” in the gentlest voice.

This has been bugging Jungkook for months now because, after all these hangouts together and the way Taehyung treats him, Jungkook thinks he’s developed feelings for the boy. He doesn't love him (at least not yet), but he is crushing hard on him, so hard that he doesn’t think only about holding hands, hugging, or kissing him. He has also been imagining what it would be like to kiss his neck and leave marks all over it. Or sitting on his lap and grinding on him until he is hard and throbbing under him. Obviously, all this has been overwhelming Jungkook a lot lately because, even though he had crushed on many boys before and had sexy with one or two, he hasn’t been in a serious relationship with one, let alone a serious sexual relationship.

Jungkook has been thinking about dropping hints too, but that was it, he just thought about it. What is keeping him from doing it is that he’s afraid he might be getting these “signals” mixed up. He doesn’t want to make Taehyung uncomfortable and ruin their friendship, beur the truth is that he fears rejection. The idea of being rejected by Kim Taehyung, the most handsome and kindest guy he has ever met, makes him feel dizzy, in a really bad way. He’d feel humiliated, and his heart won’t bear the pain. Therefore, he has been distant from the older boy these past couple of weeks, and it seems that Taehyung realized his sudden change of attitude.

One morning, while having breakfast together before going to class, Taehyung eyed Jungkook while the latter was eating a bowl of cereal and scrolling on his phone. Taehyung concentrated on the younger’s face, almost trying to read his mind and finally discover why he had been acting weird. Jungkook took his eyes off his phone to eat a spoonful of cereal but, just when he was about to focus on his phone again, he finally saw Taehyung’s intense look on him. Jungkook was about to speak when Taehyung beat him to it.

“Have you seen the memes I sent you last night?” The older asked before resuming eating his own breakfast.

“I have. Why?” Jungkook was confused. They normally send each other funny stuff and that’s it. They don’t comment on it further than a 'lol' or a 'so trueee haha', so it was pretty odd for the older one to ask.

“The last one, what do you think?” Taehyung questioned nonchalantly without meeting the other’s eyes, even though he was highly interested in his reaction.

“Ah– I don’t remember the last one, wait,” Jungkook said before going to their chat on Twitter, looking at the last tweet the older sent him and laughing through his nose before reading it. “Brotip #0130, there are seven billion people in this world, bro. Why are you letting one ruin your day?” he read with an amused smile that quickly faded into a confused frown after realizing something. “Wait, you think something’s up with me?” Jungkook looked back at Taehyung who had been observing his reaction the whole time.

“You’ve been acting off this week and I didn’t want to… I don’t know… like, you know, you can tell me.” Taehyung explainsx—or at least tried to—in an attempt to urge the younger to tell him what has been bugging him.

“I know, thanks Tae,” Jungkook answered, smiling wide, heart beating a little too fast. He wasn’t expecting to catch up on his strange attitude so quickly.

“No problem, pretty.” The older boy assured standing up to put their dirty dishes in the sink, the pet name that has become a habit lately making a number on Jungkook’s heart. “But seriously, what’s wrong? If you wanna talk about it, that is.” He suggested moving to stand in front of the other boy.

“It’s nothing, Tae, really.” Jungkook stood up too and faced Taehyung, his smile never leaving his face. The feeling of having Taehyung worrying about him warmed his heart, but it confused him a lot more because he didn’t always show this side of him so openly. Taehyung is one to tease him a lot, actually. For instance, Jungkook might be struggling with school stuff and Taehyung will already have a funny and sarcastic remark related to his frustration, but it won’t stop him from making dinner for both of them and silently comfort Jungkook with snacks and warm smiles. It’s their dynamic and they’re comfortable with it. “I’ve just been too inside my head lately, but nothing too important.” He explained to the older boy who was looking at him with a frown, trying so hard to ease the urge of kissing it away.

“Okay,” Taehyung whispered, feeling slightly relieved. He looked at Jungkook, boxy smile on display, when an idea crossed his face. “Movie marathon tonight? It’s Friday anyways, we have nothing to do tomorrow, so we can stay as late as we want to.” He beamed at the younger and grabbed his wrist with both hands, almost pleading. Taehyung didn’t know what got into him, but a sudden desire to spend more time with the younger flooded him, and now he was excited.

“But Sunday is when we normally have movie nights. Does this mean we’ll have another one on Sunday, then?” Jungkook asked dumbfounded at the sudden change of plans, eyes wide with confusion accompanied with pouty lips to sign Taehyung’s death sentence. Don’t get him wrong, he was more than okay to have two movie nights this week, hell, he’d do whatever the older boy asked him at this point. However, this has never happened before, so he was confused.

“We’ll have as many movie nights as you want until you feel better, how does that sound?” Taehyung promised, stepping a few centimeters closer to the boy in front of him. Looking at Jungkook’s big doe eyes that were sparkling with emotion at the unexpected plan. The sight made him want to help him ease his worries, because, you know, that is what friends do, right? 'Right', thought Taehyung, ignoring the way his heart yearned to be more than just friends with the younger.

“Okay.” Jungkook laughed endeared, watching closely Taehyung’s sharp facial features that somehow seemed softer at that moment. His beautiful smile and crescent-shaped eyes were destroying Jungkook’s heart. “What do you have in mind?” The younger asked, swinging his arm happily back and forth which was still in Taehyung’s hold.

“Actually…” Taehyung said, dragging the first vowel in a high pitch voice.

“Uh-oh.” Jungkook halted his movements, eyeing Taehyung with wide eyes.

“I’m kind of in the mood for horror, tonight.” The older boy confessed in a whisper, almost like he didn’t want anyone else besides Jungkook to know. He walked backwards to the door, grabbing his backpack from the couch on the way, eyeing the younger, looking for his reaction.

“Oh!” Jungkook didn’t know how to feel nor respond to that, because, let’s say, he doesn’t do well with scary movies. But he tried to sound unimpressed. “O-okay great, I-I don’t mind.” He silently cursed himself for stuttering. He could do one night of horror movies, right?

“Cool!” Taehyung turned around to look at Jungkook with a smug look, as if knowing the younger would react like that. “It’s a great way to relieve stress, isn’t it? The adrenaline, the jumpscares, the screaming, you get it, right?” He added winking at the younger. He had no idea what he was doing, his train of thought was out of control, but the image of having Jungkook curled up against him made warmth stir up in his heart and in a place down south, but he dismissed it.

Jungkook stood there the whole time Taehyung was fantasizing, wide-eyed with his mouth forming a small “o” and his brain short-circuiting. He knew it wasn’t a big deal, but if something involved horror movies and Kim Taehyung together, it was going to be an interesting event, that’s for sure. A low but nervous chuckle left Taehyung’s throat at the view while he was opening the door to leave for his classes, but not before shouting a “See you later Kookie!” to the other boy, who was still fixing the floor with a lost look.

“Horror movies” he said to himself in a whisper a couple minutes later. “Great.”

He left for his morning classes half an hour after Taehyung. From 9:00 am to 3:00 pm it was only classes, classes, classes. After that, he had to go to the library with two of his classmates to finish a research task due the next day that left him little time to have lunch. He didn’t have time to think about his hangout with Taehyung until he was on his way back to the dorm just as the sun was setting down on Seoul; then he started to freak out. With his feelings for the older boy running high through his body and his tendency to get nervous and jittery really quick… I’m doomed, he thought as he stopped walking. His mind was running at a hundred miles per hour, but one thought he was able to grasp quite well was to go to the nearest convenience store and buy some snacks and beverages for the night. So, that’s what he did.

He was outside their dorm door. Taking a deep breath, he put the key in and turned it with a shaky hand. Once inside, he placed the bag of snacks on the kitchen counter and his backpack near the DIY shoe rack he and Taehyung built a few months ago. He hung his jacket and discarded his shoes. Then, he went to the living room thinking his roommate would be there already, but it was empty; the TV and lights were all off. He walked to his room and, on his way there, he heard the water running in the bathroom and lights coming from the door cracks. He smiled to himself when he heard a soft melodic voice coming from it. Taehyung was always humming and singing around the dorm, another trait Jungkook learned from the older boy that endeared him a lot.

He changed from his street clothes to some comfy sweatpants and a t-shirt that ended at the same height as his hips, it wasn’t a crop top, but it felt like one to Jungkook; he liked to feel the breeze tickling his skin. As he was leaving his room, Taehyung got out of the shower, only a towel wrapped around his hips, chest on full display. They met in the hallway.

“Jungkookie you arrived!” Taehyung squealed smiling. “How was your day?” He took a step closer to the younger to give him a side hug, feeling the heat the elder’s skin engulf him whole, making his eyes almost roll to back of his head, almost.

“G-good.” Get it together Jungkook, he reprimanded himself while clearing his throat. “It was fine, tiring but good. Can’t wait for tonight though,” he said enthusiastically. He really was.

“Me too, really,” Taehyung made his way to his room. Jungkook turned around and stood by the doorstep. “I already decided what we’re going to watch, but I need your opinion,” the older boy pouted looking at Jungkook, making him want to bite it away.

“What do you have in mind?” The younger asked with a cautious tone; he was praying to the sky to be something light.

“It, maybe?” Taehyung offered while looking for some clothes in the closet. He turned around to see Jungkook’s reaction only to find him looking at him wide eyed. So cute, he cooed mentally. “Oh, baby don’t worry, we can watch another thing if you want,” he immediately said, the pet name slipping from his mouth without thinking. His mind goes into panic mode for a minute, thinking he’s ruined the mood.

“N-n-no it’s fine, it’s amazing, r-really,” Jungkook stuttered yet again. The pet name messed up his ability to think coherently, his heart was pumping dangerously fast, blood rushing south. “Whatever you like Taehyungie.” He added smiling dumbly, a sudden urge to satisfy the older flooded his body and clouded his mind. He couldn’t get in this headspace though, not now, he thought.

Taehyung, as observant as Jungkook, knew what this reaction meant which endeared him and turned him on equally. “Okay, Kookie,” He beamed at the younger, “let me get changed, and we can get started, is that fine with you?” He made sure the younger was still feeling comfortable.

“Yes, p-perfect,” the younger answered shyly, “I bought snacks, I’ll go set everything up,” he suggested.

“Okay, baby.” Taehyung smiled, using the pet name on purpose this time, not failing to make the younger shiver slightly. And off he went to get the snacks and the beverages after giving Taehyung a small smile, feeling himself vibrating with anticipation. Today’s movie marathon felt different… in a good way.

Once everything was ready, Jungkook sat down on their couch, but an idea popped out in his mind. He got up and spread the feet rests from the couch, that way he and Taehyung would be able to lie down and be extra comfortable. However, when Taehyung emerged from his room to the living room, he took it as something else; he eyed it with a smirk before changing his expression into a nonchalant one.

“So,” said the older boy as he made his way to the couch. He was wearing blue basketball shorts and an oversized white t-shirt, “are you ready for our marathon?” he asked, grinning at the younger who looked enchanted by the way Taehyung looked in his comfy clothes. He would always let his eyes wander through the expanse of the elder’s golden legs and the veins adorning his forearms; he would imagine how it would feel to be caged between them or how his hands would caress his body. Taehyung wasn’t dense though, he always knew he was being observed; observed by those big doe eyes that, when happy, seemed to hold the stars in them. All that scrutiny only made him bask in the attention and want to parade himself around the younger even more.

Taehyung, seeing how the younger got caught in his thoughts once again, walked closer towards him. He looked at the aesthetically pleasing plating and table decoration Jungkook assembled, feeling endeared by the gesture, and then at the younger with a soft gaze. He cupped his face looking directly at his eyes, making Jungkook jolt a little bit, raising his eyes to look at the elder.

“Did you prepare this for us?” Taehyung asked almost in a whisper, not wanting to burst the little bubble of comfort that formed around them.

Jungkook nodded slowly, drawn by the other’s eyes. “I wanted us to have a good night, since it was your idea and you looked so happy this morning, and I didn’t want to disappoint you ‘cause you did this for me even though you didn’t have to ‘cause I know you have your friends and you probably would prefer to be with them right now but you’re her–”

“Baby,” Taehyung interrupted the younger’s nervous rambling making him stop and look at the older boy again, since his eyes started wandering around the place. “I wanted this for you, this is your night, okay? I want to be here with you and enjoy the night together, got it? You’re as special as my friends, don’t forget it, please” the elder confessed, caressing Jungkook’s cheeks with his thumbs. The younger looked at him with doe eyes and nodded for the nth time that afternoon, spellbound by the elder’s voice. “Words, baby, I want to hear you, please?” Taehyung asked, smiling softly at him.

“Okay, Taehyungie,” the younger spoke with a small voice. He could feel himself drifting into a different headspace, the one that makes him feel so fuzzy and warm; he blinked a couple times to avoid sinking into it too soon, but it was difficult. Taehyung, with his sweet voice, and soft touches and loving stares, made it difficult. “Um… We can start the movie now if you want,” he added with a shy smile.

“Whatever you want, bun,” the elder answered, the pet name causing Jungkook’s heart to somersault inside his ribcage. It wasn’t the first time the older called him that, but in this situation, it felt so much different.

They sat down on the couch almost at the same time. Taehyung rummaged through the Netflix catalog looking for the movie while Jungkook started pouring the sodas into two glasses. He gave Taehyung his glass and placed the bowl of popcorn between them on the couch.

This movie is intense, Jungkook thought. They were only half an hour in, and he was already fisting the couch’s decorative cushions and squeezing his eyes shut once every two scenes. He had scooted a little bit closer to Taehyung unconsciously, a bowl of popcorn already on the table since they finished it in record time. A jumpscare scene took place a few minutes later and Taehyung, already knowing what was going to happen because he had been observing the younger the whole time, extended his arm to Jungkook at the same time the younger moved to hide his face on his neck.

“It’s okay baby, it’s okay, it’s gone already, you can look,” Taehyung caressed the younger’s back softly while peppering kisses on the crown of his head. He did that unconsciously, in the beginning, just because it felt natural to him to do it, but then he realized that it actually helped the younger calm down. So, he continued. As soon as he felt Jungkook’s breath calmly, Taehyung began to stroke his hair slowly, ever so gently. The younger lifted his head from Taehyung’s neck and backed up from him a little bit, feeling shy all of a sudden. He didn’t show vulnerability in front of people often, it’s something he had grown accustomed to; however, Taehyung made him feel safe enough to let him see him like that. It was these little things that confirmed Jungkook was already falling for the elder.

Jungkook felt the sudden urge to hug him, and since he was feeling bold and in need of reassurance, he did. He embraced him again, hands circling Taehyung’s waist and head resting on his chest, with his legs almost on Taehyung’s lap. Then he looked up to meet the elder’s eyes which were slightly wide open.

“Can we finish the movie like this, please?” Jungkook asked in a whisper, shyness dripping from his voice. Taehyung looked at him with so much fondness, his heart was pumping so hard for the younger. How could he deny him something? It felt physically impossible to the elder.

“Of course, we can, bun,” Taehyung grinned at the younger, resuming his caresses through the expanse of Jungkook’s back, “whatever makes you feel better,” he added, pushing a wild strand of hair out of the younger’s eyes. Jungkook mumbled an inaudible thank you before turning his head to the screen in front of them.

The movie was almost ending, Jungkook could feel it. He could also feel Taehyung’s hand that hadn’t stopped once from stoking his body. From his back to his arms, to softly grazing his thighs above his sweats and combing his hair gently; it felt almost therapeutic. His body felt like jelly, tingly and wobbly. It felt good. So good that it was almost impossible to avoid slipping into his headspace, his special place. He doesn’t let anyone see him in that state because it scares him when they don’t take care of him the way he wants, the way he needs; and he gets so needy.

The elder’s fingers had made the blood in his veins travel faster, his heart was beating furiously and as expected, it inevitably made his cock twitch to life. It lay half hard, pressing into his left thigh, and of course, panic ensued. He eyed Taehyung quickly to see if he had noticed about his little—big—issue, but the elder was focused on the movie. He let out a sigh of relief and tried to accommodate himself as subtly as possible. However, with his mind still fuzzy and clouded thoughts, he clenched his thighs together out of instinct to try to relieve some of tension, the friction was so fucking good that a moan escaped through his lips, sounding a little too loud for his liking.

His eyes went wide, and his body paralyzed, mentally praying Taehyung didn’t hear him. Contrary to his prayers, the universe wasn’t on his side today because he felt the elder’s gaze on him, his hands stopping its ministrations on his hair. There were a few seconds of silence before Taehyung hooked two fingers under his chin to make him look back up at him. They lock eyes, Jungkook’s ones struggling not to close and Taehyung’s getting a tad bit darker at each second that passes. Taehyung opened his mouth to talk, his voice coming out husky and low, so sexy to Jungkook’s ears.

“Jungkookie,” he started, the name leaving his mouth slowly, “are you okay, baby?” The question carried a teasing tone that only made Jungkook feel more embarrassed, much hotter. The older was looking at him as if he was the only person in the world, ready to devour him; and Jungkook would let him.

“I’m f-fine,” Jungkook answered almost instantly, his mouth working faster than his brain. He wanted to be good for his hyung, he had always wanted to, but right now, it was his top priority. Taehyung had always made him feel like this, even though the older never forced him to anything, the younger had always wanted to satisfy him, needed to. His hyung’s validation meant a lot to him, feeding his little—big—stupid crush on the older even more. It was inevitable for Jungkook to fall for Taehyung.

“Are you sure?” the older kept teasing him, his fingers going from his hair to his forearm, smirking at how his skin got prickly instantly. Taehyung knew how sensitive the younger was. After all these months of living together, he realized quite fast how the younger boy relished the soft feeling of the blanket whenever he lay down on his bed. Or how he soaked himself on perfume because he likes the fruity smell. Or how whenever Taehyung ruffled or touched his hair in any way, goosebumps would erupt on the younger’s skin, just like right now. This, and many other things, were the cherry on top for Taehyung regarding Jungkook. These little details alongside his lovable personality made the elder finally come to terms with his heart: he had feelings for Jungkook.

He kept suppressing it for weeks now, because he thought it was just a phase, just the excitement of getting to know someone for the first time. But then he realized that the urge to kiss the younger’s nose whenever he scrunched it when he laughed or popping a boner to the image of Jungkook going around the dorm with his sweatpants hanging low from his hips and the damn cropped sweatshirts he likes to wear, allowing his toned abs and v-line to make an appearance, weren’t just a phase.

As Tahyung’s mind was wandering, Jungkook started shuffling in his hold, neediness emanating from his pores, “Hyung,” Jungkook whimpered. He couldn’t suppress his need anymore, his mind was so clouded it was difficult to think. Taehyung was looking at him with so much desire it had the younger’s chest tightening and his dick twitching.

“What do you need, sweetheart?” Taehyung let his mouth speak without thinking, his hand cradling Jungkook’s face, making the latter’s eyes flutter shut. He let his thumb run small circles on his cheekbone, hearing the younger’s shallow breathing. So relaxing. “Tell me, love,” he added for good measure.

“Hyungie please, please, I feel so…” Jungkook couldn’t even explain the feeling that took over his mind, his body. He could only look at Taehyung’s face and marvel at how beautiful his hyung was and how his eyes were filled with something so warm and affectionate towards the younger.

“Yes, angel, tell me.” Taehyung encouraged him by nodding at him. He didn’t want to force Jungkook into something he didn’t want, so he let the younger take his time gathering his thoughts.

“Tae,” the younger sighed, his eyes closed, feeling the bliss settle on him. Something inside him was whispering to him to confess his feelings before moving to something more physical, because he knew he wouldn’t—couldn’t—stand giving his body to someone he liked so much without knowing the feeling is mutual. So, he braced himself and looked his hyung in the eyes, the elder reciprocating.

“Hyung,” he put his hand over Taehyung's, who was still holding his face with utmost delicacy. “I don’t know if you’ve already figured it out and I don’t know if this is the right time either, but-but I… Um, you are…” He looked up at the ceiling letting out a frustrated sigh.

“It’s okay Jungkookie, take your time.” The elder smiled at him, emanating the safety and comfort Jungkook needs to pull the words out of his mouth.

“I like you so much hyungie,” Jungkook whispered only for Taehyung to hear, the movie long forgotten, the end credits rolling in background.

Taehyung closed his eyes to let the feeling of having his feelings reciprocated sink in and grinned widely. Jungkook leaned in closer to brush his nose with the elder’s and hugged him tight. They stayed like that for a few minutes, just holding each other, listening to the other’s calmed breathing and frantic heartbeats. After what felt like a lifetime, they finished their embrace and looked at one another, smiling.

“Taetae, you didn’t say anything,” Jungkook spoke first, his doubts starting to clog his brain.

“I thought these past minutes of us just enjoying each other’s presence spoke for itself,” Taehyung answered with a teasing smirk, making the younger pout. “Of course I like you too, baby! How could I not like you? You’re perfect, a dream come true, Jungkookie,” the elder confessed with a dreamy sigh looking at his baby with heart eyes.

“Really hyungie?” The younger asked incredulously to which Taehyung nodded. “I’m so happy right now, you make me so happy.” He hugged the other again, but this time it was quick because he immediately looked back at Taehyung again, seriousness plastered on his face. “When I said I like you, I meant it in the sense that I want to date you, not just for… You know…” He clarified shyly, in case his message wasn’t understood.

“I know,” Taehyung linked their fingers gently. “I meant it like that as well, I’ve been waiting for this moment for months.” He leaned in to kiss the younger’s hand.

After this heart-melting exchange, Jungkook felt like he could burst into fireworks from how happy he was. He grinned at Taehyung who was looking at him with endless fondness and gained the confidence to tell his hyung what had been locked in his heart all this time.

“Hyungie, earlier when you… Um… When we were watching the movie, I was feeling- Um… I mean,” Jungkook paused for a second and took a breath. You can do it Jungkook, it’s just Taehyungie hyung, he told himself.

Taehyung believed he had a small clue of where this was going but let the younger find the right words at his own pace, squeezing his hand to comfort and encourage him, the smile never leaving his face. He was so endeared and enamored by Jungkook, he couldn’t do anything wrong in his eyes.

“I was feeling very needy,” the younger finally said, looking down at their linked hands. “You were touching me so gently; your hands were all over the place it made me feel very good.” He finally looked up to check Taehyung’s expression, in case he needed to shut up because the elder wasn’t liking what he was hearing, but to his surprise, Taehyung was looking at him with a smirk on his lips and hooded eyes.

“You wanted my hands everywhere, huh?” The elder asked with his velvety voice, as sensual as ever, grabbing the other’s thighs to pull him closer. “Do you still want me to touch you, bun?”

Jungkook nodded, big doe eyes looking up at the elder, who was kneeling on the couch making him tower over the younger. His heart was hammering on his ribcage so loudly he could hear it in his ears. He had dreamed about this moment several times, but nothing compared to the adrenaline the real thing provided him.

“Can you use your words sweetheart? You know how much I love your voice,” Taehyung asked, stroking Jungkook’s thighs with his fingertips, making goosebumps raise on his skin.

“Yes hyung, please. I want you to touch me everywhere.”

“So polite, my baby.”

Taehyung pushed Jungkook’s chest softly to prompt him to lie down on the couch which he obeyed, allowing the elder to slot himself in between the younger’s legs. From this vantage point, Taehyung could see how flushed the other was, as well as the tent forming on his sweatpants, urging him to cup it. The younger let out small whimpers that echoed in the now silent living room, feeling his body slowly being set on fire. He bit his lower lip out of the pleasure it brought him seeing Taehyung so mesmerized by him. The latter began to massage the younger’s clothed cock and whispered dirty praises knowing the effect they had on the younger.

“You feel so big, baby boy,” he spoke in a husky voice, already getting riled up. “Such a strong, pretty boy with such a big dick lying down pliantly for me, how lucky I am, right?”

“For you, yes…” Jungkook moaned, voice breathy and filled with desire.

“Do you want me to undress you, or do you want to do it yourself, hm?” The elder hummed, already reaching for the pants’ waistband.

Jungkook didn’t answer with words, his hands went straight to his pants and pulled them down, Taehyung helping him slide them out completely. They repeated the same action with his shirt, leaving him only in his boxers. Jungkook looked at Taehyung with pleading eyes to take them off for him, and Taehyung, ever so understanding and caring, complied easily. He slid them out slowly, looking at Jungkook for any sign of discomfort, but when he couldn’t find any, he redirected his eyes to the prize that had just sprung out from his confines, bright red and shiny with all the leaked pre-cum.

“Oh baby,” Taehyung moaned, pleased with the view, his own dick twitching and hardening, feeling almost painful. “So, so pretty, and so wet for me, oh my god.”

With Jungkook’s whimpers as background music, he lowered his face to the other’s cock and licked a long, wide strip from the base to the tip, tasting the younger and groaning at how good it felt. Jungkook immediately spasmed and howled at finally having his hyung on him, the hotness making flames lick at his skin. Seeing how the younger reacted to his ministrations, Taehyung decided to go all in and took the younger’s shaft in his mouth, moaning at the feeling of finally having his baby’s dick on his tongue.

He took his sweet time licking and savoring the younger, growling and moaning in satisfaction, happy to make the younger enjoy himself. Jungkook, on the other hand, couldn’t stop the whimpers and whines from escaping his mouth, fisting the pillows that decorated their couch and carding his fingers through the other’s hair when the latter took him down to his throat and swallowed around him. It was almost supernatural the sensation his body had managed to engulf him in, it felt like he was floating in space with Taehyung being his only anchor to Earth.

Jungkook, knowing that the knot of pleasure that had been building on his belly was about to burst, grabbed Taehyung’s bicep and squeezed him to catch his attention. The elder stopped bopping his head on his cock and looked at him without taking his cock from his mouth, eyes questioning.

“I’ll cum… I’m… If you don’t stop, I’ll finish, and I don’t want that now.” The younger warned with a hoarse voice, a product of all the whining he’d been doing.

Taehyung smirked, detached himself from the younger and grabbed him from under the knees, pushing his legs to his chest. “You don’t wanna cum now? How do you want to cum then, hm?” He asked after planting two pecks on each knee, fake innocence painting his voice.

“You already know.” The younger dragged the last word in a whine, pouting. He knew how much Taehyung loved to tease him, and he enjoyed it a lot, but right now it was just frustrating. He wanted his hyungie inside of him as soon as possible, why is he taking so long?

“I want to hear you say it baby. Can you tell hyung, please?” Taehyung pushed again, an aura of sensuality embracing him, and who’s Jungkook to disobey him?

“I want you in me please,” Jungkook sighed, shaking with anticipation. “I want to come with you inside me.”

“That’s my good boy,” Taehyung praised, content with his baby’s answer and leaned down to kiss him.

Jungkook's eyes widened and didn’t reciprocate for a second because we’re kissing for the first time, but after the realization hit, he opened his mouth to let Taehyung lick inside his mouth, finally melting in the elder’s hold. Taehyung kissed him as if he was poisoned and Jungkook was the antidote; so much urgency, and affection and emotion was being poured onto that kiss that Jungkook felt tears well in his eyes. Biting back his tears, he detached from Taehyung and looked at him, begging internally that the elder would understand the demand behind his eyes.

Taehyung got the message immediately, so, after licking at his lips one last time, he got up from the couch and signaled Jungkook with his hand to wait for him and dashed to his room. One minute later—a minute that Jungkook had spent calming his furious heartbeat—Taehyung appeared back in front him with a few condoms and a bottle of lube that was placed on the coffee table in front of the couch.

“Jungkook, lovely,” Taehyung called him, pushing his thighs towards his chest again, “I’m going to stretch you, okay? You’re gonna take me so well, like the good boy you are, right?” He caressed the underside of his milky thighs, an obsession of Taehyung’s that he finally got to touch and feel.

“’Kay hyungie, but don’t tease, please,” Jungkook asked in a whine, impatience apparent in his tone.

“Just because you asked so nicely.”

After that, everything happened in a blur. Taehyung squirted a good amount of lube into his hand and warmed it up before bringing a finger to massage Jungkook’s entrance. The younger’s abs tensed in pleasure and squeezed his eyes shut, his mouth opening unconsciously into a silent moan. In the blink of an eye, Taehyung was already two knuckles deep inside of Jungkook, scissoring and fucking him slowly but steadily, squelching sounds accompanying the rhythm of his fingers.

Soon after, the third and the fourth fingers worked him up loose, Jungkook’s whole world was getting rocked even before the main event. Taehyung never stopped murmuring sweet praises against the skin of his thighs, making a number on Jungkook’s mind and heart. He had been feeling floaty and light since the minute they sat down to watch the movie, but now he skyrocketed to his special place, and before he had the opportunity to warn Taehyung, the elder already knew. He leaned towards Jungkook, faces mere centimeters away from one another and kissed his forehead, then his eyelids and finished with a peck on his pouty lips, and whispered a gentle: “I’ve got you, my love”.

Those simple words were the trigger that shot Jungkook into complete peace and pleasure, a palace of comfort and safety reigned by Taehyung and Taehyung only. He let himself feel and love and be loved back by his favorite person in the world; he was the happiest man at that moment.

Taehyung on the other hand, could only marvel at the sight in front of him; could only thank his lucky stars that allowed him to witness this beautiful moment. His heart was beating so fast for this boy, he was so happy to be trusted like that, so he promised himself and Jungkook to make him happy as well.

After what felt like an eternity to Jungkook, Taehyung finally took out his fingers and grabbed a condom. He quickly slid it into his neglected cock, which was rock hard and hurting like nothing ever hurt him before. He tugged on it a couple of times to stimulate it a little bit but being as impatient as the boy lying down in front of him, he quickly aligned it with Jungkook’s gaping hole.

Not wasting any more time, he pushed the tip inside and looked at Jungkook to see his reactions. The younger was heaven, loud whimpers and moans filled the living room, pillows were being fisted and tears slid down from his eyes.

“Ah, ah! Hyungie yes, please, want more… Please,” Jungkook pleaded, dying to feel more of his hyung inside of him.

“Okay baby, okay bun,” Taehyung tried to compose himself, the warmth and the tightness of the younger’s hole was getting to him really fast.

Jungkook was thrashing on the couch from the hot pressure that was building up in his body provoked by Taehyung’s slow thrusts. The elder was fighting against his own instincts that were telling him to go all in already, but he knew better than to hurt his boy. Jungkook was full on crying at this point, fat pearly tears were rolling down his face because it was both too much but not enough. He managed to hook his legs on Taehyung’s shoulders and pulled the elder closer to him by his waist at the same time Taehyung bottomed out.

“Fuck angel! You feel like a dream, holy shit. So perfect for me, the best ass I’ve ever had.” The elder groaned after a minute of letting Jungkook get used to the feeling. Shortly after, he began thrusting more vigorously making the younger yell profanities to the sky.

“Yes, yes! I’m the best-ah… For you, only,” the younger moaned enthusiastically, the sudden urge to give himself to the elder completely growing bigger by the seconds.

“Yeah-fuck! D’you wanna be mine, baby? Huh?” Taehyung asked panting, possessiveness cascading from his voice and hips clashing hard against Jungkook’s ass. “Be mine bun, please. Please, be mine the same way I’m yours.” He licked at the younger’s mouth to convince him, as if it wasn’t already obvious that Jungkook’s heart already belonged with him.

Jungkook didn’t have to answer for Taehyung to know where his heart stood, but something about the elder pleading with so much fervor and need prompted Jungkook to push the elder back, his cock slipping from the younger. He signaled Taehyung to sit with his back on the backrest of the couch so he could straddle him and finally sat on his cock. This position allowed Taehyung to reach so deep inside of Jungkook, urging the younger to circle his arms around the elder’s neck, holding him like there’s no tomorrow. Taehyung, sensing the passion emanating from the younger’s embrace, hugged him by the waist and pushed him much closer to him, bodies as flushed as possible.

“I’m yours, Taetae,” the younger confirmed, whispering breathily in his ear. “And you’re mine, right?” Jungkook kissed the spot under his ear sweetly.

“Yes, my love,” Taehyung resumed pistoning his hips fast and hard, stimulating the younger boy's prostate. “I’m yours.”

This confession signed both lovers’ submission to the strongest and most pleasant climax they’ve experienced so far. With Taehyung thrusting into Jungkook’s warmth and the younger meeting him halfway, riding him with the same intensity, the fire that had been growing inside them finally exploded, starting with Jungkook. The younger came all over his and Taehyung’s abs with his head thrown back, screams and sobs composing a rhythm to Taehyung’s ears.

The elder, overwhelmed with the beautiful view of his baby coming down from his high and his hole clenching aggressively on his cock, locked his lips with the younger’s, held him tighter and thrusted one last time before coming undone inside Jungkook, filling the condom to the brim.

They stayed like that for a while, calming their erratic breathing and feeling their heart beats match each other. Taehyung, who had his forehead resting on Jungkook’s chest, looked up to find the younger looking back at him with so much tenderness; so, he smiled. Without exchanging any words, he helped the younger get up from his lap and laid him down on the couch gently, he leaned down to kiss his forehead and murmured a soft “Be right back.”

A couple minutes later the elder came back with a warm wet towel and two banana milks in his hands. Jungkook waited patiently while Taehyung cleaned him up and proceeded to wipe himself, observing his delicate movements, feeling so loved and safe. Once both were squeaky clean, Taehyung pulled at the younger’s hand gently and guided him back to his lap handing him one of the banana milks. After the first sip, Taehyung broke the silence.

“How do you feel?” He asked caressing the younger’s cheek lovingly, concern ebbing from his eyes.

“Amazing,” Jungkook smiled with his adorable bunny smile, leaning towards Taehyung’s touch.

“I’m glad to hear that,” the elder grinned back.

Jungkook directed a questioning look his way. “How I feel?” Taehyung guessed to which Jungkook nodded, “I’ve never been happier, sweetheart,” he lowered his head to kiss the younger’s hand, “Thanks to you.”

Jungkook proceeded to circle his arms around the elder’s neck once again, his action being reciprocated by the latter. They remained close to each other until they both finished their drinks. They went to the kitchen to toss the empty milk boxes and grab a snack, but after that, Taehyung guided Jungkook to his room and lay on his bed. With their legs tangled and Jungkook’s head resting on the elder’s chest, both boys let their thoughts wander around in the comfortable silence of the night. After a few moments of meditation, it was Jungkook who broke the silence this time.

“I think I’m falling in love with you, hyung,” Jungkook confessed feeling brave, his heart beating a hundred miles per hour.

Taehyung smiled to himself and then redirected that smile towards Jungkook. That was all he needed to decipher what he had been feeling the past weeks, so he let his baby know.
“I’m falling in love with you too, my angel.”

After these beautiful words were exchanged, smiles were shared, lips were met, and hearts melded together in search of a happily ever after.