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Today has been such a stressful day for Taehyung and the group, nearing the end of promotions for Dope/Sick: they loved performing and their fans dearly, but sometimes they loved sleeping in just a little more. Luckily for them, their company decided to give them just a few weeks off to recipes and regain their composure: and it was needed, since everyone was pretty much at each other's throats.
A couple of days later with a lot of sleeping and eating, everyone was finally back to normal: Namjoon swooning over Jin and kissing him sweetly, Yoongi writing lyrics and composing small tunes to jam to later, Jungkook and Hoseok both fighting over the last pancake, and Jimin.
Jimin was just smiling happily as he laid back in his chair, stretching back and allowing his body to slump just a little: Taehyung couldn't keep his eyes off of Jimin, and he attributed that to his bright, tangerine hair. The color and and styling of it had gotten to Taehyung, as it seemed to bring out features of the boy's face: his eyes seemed to pop more and looked as if there was a gentle fire burning inside because of the sun. His cheeks were glistening and seemed to reflect the sun resplendently, as the sun just seemed to make his hair look even more alive than usual.
Taehyung could feel the glow emanate from Jimin.
And it was fucking suffocating him.
Taehyung craved Jimin even more so than when they first met, which really didn't help since they both shared a room together: Jimin would always snuggle up to him and cuddle sweetly, only offering a smile and a kiss on the cheek. He had always been super affectionate with everyone, but something in Taehyung was burning: he wanted Jimin for himself, and didn't want to share with the other members. Taehyung knew he was super selfish, but he didn't care. He wanted to be the one to fuck Jimin senseless and still take him on dates, calling him beautiful and admiring the light blush that would dance on his cheeks.
After breakfast, everyone decided to watch a movie together: Namjoon and Jin were snuggling on the love sofa to the right, while Jungkook and Hoseok cuddled on the floor laughing at the movie, twisting and turning every way. Yoongi had taken Jimin into his lap while Taehyung could only glare at the pair: for some reason, Yoongi was very affectionate with Jimin today. Taehyung knew it from when they first sat to choose a movie when Yoongi had summoned Jimin to him, pulling him down and kissing the side of his neck: everyone seemed to be okay with it instead of Taehyung, who only slumped and allowed his state to worsen with every stroke of the hair.
"Jimin-ah, you should go lay down if you're tired,"
Yoongi said sweetly as Jimin childishly nodded, getting up and walking towards his and Taehyung's shared room: however, Jimin stopped right before the door and looked back, pensive and playing with the hem of his shirt. He looked into Taehyung's eyes as he started blushing crimson red, asking a question that Taehyung had to wonder if his mind had been playing tricks on him.
"Tae, c-can you cuddle with me?"
Taehyung had no fucking clue what to do other than nod and get up, walking towards the shorter boy: opening the door, he allowed Jimin to walk in first as he looked back at Yoongi. Yoongi was smirking and put a thumbs up, signaling Taehyung to go in after him: but what Taehyung didn't see was the flash of hurt that strolled across Yoongi's face.
But Namjoon noticed and made a mental note to confront him later about it.
"Jimin, are you okay?"
Jimin was sitting nervously on the edge of his bed, looking down still with the blush tainting his angelic face: looking up, he shakily smiled as he got up and took Taehyung by his hands.
"Tae, I want you to make love to me."
"J-Jimin?!"
"I've been feeling your gaze on me all day, and I'm feeling very horny because of you. Please?"
Taehyung knew this would be a bad idea. He knew it. But at this point in time, he didn't care: the object of his affection was asking him to fuck him, and he would be damned to turn down the very thing that would cause his cock to rise.