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Taehyung wakes up the same way he has at least two times a week for the last month: in-between Jeon Jungkook's strong arms.

What a way to start the day, really.

He hums into Jungkook's chest, happily. He's already awake, and he giggles as Taehyung refuses to leave from where he is comfortably curled up, head right where his heart is beating. He likes to listen to his heartbeat when they cuddle in bed. He can’t really explain it, but he finds it comforting.

“Time to get up, pretty.” Jungkook’s voice is raspy, a little sleepy too. Taehyung scrunches his nose, not really fond of the idea of leaving his arms.

“Don't want to.” he simply replies, as Jungkook laughs.

“Come on, baby.” he says, a hand lazily caressing his back “Weren't you meeting Jimin for coffee?” he asks, relaxed.

Taehyung's eyes fly open, getting up from the bed in such a rush that he almost falls on his face. 

“Fuck! Shit! I forgot, fuck.” he curses, as he takes off Jungkook's t-shirt and gets back into his clothes “He's gonna kill me.” he cries, already imagining Jimin's angry face, waiting for him at their usual table.

Jungkook giggles, also getting up, the muscles on his chest full on display. 

And Taehyung… Well, he's a weak man. A weak, weak man. And a lucky one too.

“Weren't you in a rush, hyung?” Jungkook's voice gets him back to reality, as he looks at him with a smirk on his lips.

He realises then that he has completely frozen in place, staring at Jungkook's broad frame with no shame. It's not the first, not the second time he's seen Jungkook without a shirt. Hell, he's already seen him naked. He has painted him naked. Still, that doesn’t make him less mesmerising to Taehyung's eyes.

His cheeks grow pink as he looks away, clearing his throat as he tries to play it cool.

“Yeah. I should… I should go.” he breathes out, embarrassed.

Jungkook giggles “You are so cute, you know?” he tells him sweetly, as his hands go to Taehyung's shoulders, bringing him close.

Taehyung, even though he really is running late, instantly melts into his touch.

“Wish I could stay here with you.” Taehyung pouts “Want you to cuddle me a bit more.” 

Jungkook laughs as he kisses his head “Jimin hyung would kill me if he knew it's my fault you always keep him waiting.” he says, but Taehyung can hear him smile.

“He's still trying to guess who Secret Guy is.” Taehyung giggles, cutely “Should I just tell him it's you, bunny boy?” he asks, eyebrows raised playfully.

Jungkook brushes his nose against Taehyung’s “You could do that, if you want to.” he whispers into his lips “Or, you could wait a bit more. Drive him crazy as he tries to figure it out.” he says, smirking. Taehyung loves it when he smirks. He's so hot when he does that. He is always hot, actually “Whatever you like, pretty.”

It's not that Taehyung doesn't want Jimin to know. He would love to tell him, actually. Even if he would probably get teased for the rest of his miserable life. Still, it would be worth it.

It's just… Well, he doesn't really know how to put it.

They've been going out on dates for a month now. They text all the time, call each other when they can't make it for coffee and go to the cinema or just hang out in Jungkook's dorm.

Things are serious for Taehyung. Jungkook too. He knows this. He knows it because of the way Jungkook kisses him, sweet and slow. How he brushes his hair off his face as he looks at him like he hangs the stars. How he hasn't once tried to get in his pants again since the first time they slept together, showing him he's not interested in him for his body. That he likes all of him. That he wants him in every possible way. Not just the physical one.

They've fooled around a couple of times, sure. With Taehyung in Jungkook's lap, making out sloppily and rolling his hips against his until they both cum in their pants, like two horny teenagers. Too desperate for each other to care. They did that last night, as Jungkook whispered sweet and dirty words into his lips, making him fall apart, pressed up against his body.

Fuck, babe. So fucking pretty, moaning like that when I'm not even touching you.

Cum, baby. Can you do that, pretty? Cum for hyungie and make a cute mess all over yourself?

So sexy, rubbing against my cock like a dumb little slut. Aren't you, baby? Hyungies little cockslut?

Still, they are not dating yet. And Taehyung really wants Jungkook to be his boyfriend. He wants to be his, and to claim Jungkook as his own. 

But he also enjoys things going slow, at their own pace. He likes the mystery, the rush. He likes sneaking out to see him on Wednesdays as he comes back from practice, giving Jimin a lame excuse as he rushes out of their shared dorm. He likes it when Jungkook brings him lunch, with a little note where he tells him how pretty he looks. 

He just likes everything about him. So fucking much. And he wants things to work with him. So, slow is nice. He knows he will get there someday. 

“You still up for Friday night?” Jungkook asks, caressing his cheek with one hand, softly.

They have kind of a special date on Friday. They are going for drinks with Jungkook's basketball friends. Which is… Well, scary to say at least. He wants to make a great impression. This is important. He knows that. He wants Jungkook's friends to like him. To approve him, even. He just wants to make Jungkook happy. To be a part of his life, all the different aspects of it. To be his outside of his dorm. Outside of every place where it's just Jungkook and him.

“Course I am.” Taehyung smiles, hand around his neck as Jungkook holds him by the waist.

Soft brown eyes look into his own as he tells him “You sure? I really want you to meet the guys. But I don’t want you… I don't know. To feel pressured.” he says, suddenly a bit shy.

Taehyung smiles again, as Jungkook's cheeks grow pink. God, he likes this boy so much. He likes him when he is bold and confident, and when he gets all shy and sweet. He likes him with his leather jacket, and his bunny plushies.

“I want to.” he replies “I'm a bit nervous, though. Want them to like me.” he confesses, and it is his time to blush now.

“They'll love you.” Jungkook tells him, smiling “You are just too easy to adore.” 

Taehyung rests his head against Jungkook's shoulder, closing his eyes as he lets the smell of his cologne fill his nose.

“You are such a sap, you know?” he says, softly.

“Works on you, doesn't it?” Jungkook answers, eyebrows raised.

Taehyung laughs, nodding “Luckily for you, it does.” he says, and Jungkook looks too satisfied at his answer.

But, his smile fades when Taehyung's phone rings in his pocket, pouting.

“That must be Jimin.” he says “Gotta go.” he tells him, and gives him a quick peck and Jungkook groans, not wanting to let him go “I'll text you later, okay? As long as I don't get murdered by my best friend for being late, of course.” he only half jokes, because Jimin can be scary as hell if he gets angry.

“If I don’t get a text in three hours, I'm calling the cops.” Jungkook replies, and Taehyung rolls his eyes with a smile right before he walks out of Jungkook’s dorm.

He runs off to the other side of campus, barefaced and having only brushed his hair with his hands. He hopes Jimin doesn't notice him wearing the same outfit as yesterday. 

But then, they actually do live together, and given the fact that Taehyung didn't sleep home last night, it's not easy for him to predict what he was doing instead.

“I'm really starting to hate this secret boyfriend of yours, you know?” Jimin tells him, when Taehyung finally sits down on the table, right across from him.

“He's not my boyfriend.” Taehyung answers, pouting at his own words “Not yet.” he adds, only a whisper.

“I'm starting to think the guy is on the FBI's most wanted list, with how secretive you are being about him.” Jimin jokes, rolling his eyes.

“Don't worry. He's all clear.” Taehyung replies, giggling “I just don't want you to scare him off before I get to actually date him.” he jokes, just so he can annoy him.

“I would never.” Jimin says, too dramatic “I would just make sure he's a good one, given your… History.” he tells him.

“Hey!” Taehyung yelps, offended “He’s a good guy. The best one I've been with, actually.” he says, eyebrows knit. 

And he means it, actually. Jungkook is the best non official boyfriend he's ever had. He can't wait ‘till he gets to be an official one.

“Well… You do seem happier than with the previous ones.” Jimin agrees, shrugging “I still think you should date Jungkook, though.” he says, casually.

Taehyung chokes on his coffee, and tries to play it cool when he says “You still hung up on that? Shouldn't you be past it now?”

“Never.” Jimin shakes his head “You two would make a cute couple.”

Taehyung hides a smile, heart beating fast inside his chest. He believes that too. 

“We probably won't know that, will we?” he tells him, innocently “Anyways, I bet Jungkook already has someone. He's a handsome guy.” he says, shrugging.

Jimin furrows his eyebrows, thoughtful “Well… He actually has been all lovey-dovey lately. I just didn't think about it until now.” he says, a teasing smile in his lips “God, I can't believe you both found someone before I got the chance to set you up.” 

Taehyung is dying to tell him. He should really tell him right now. But, in some ways, it's too fun to keep hearing Jimin talking about how great of a couple Jungkook and him would be, without any clue that they are actually almost there. Besides, he also wants to wait until Jungkook and him are official to give him the news. He wants this to be only for them to know for just a little more.

He also has some doubts, of course. Jungkook… He is as perfect as someone can be, truly. He is a walking dream. And Taehyung, sometimes, feels too little for him. He's just… An insecure, anxious guy with a bit of an attachment issue and a lot of traumatising love experiences. And, on top of that, he is also two years older than him. Which might not be a lot. Not really. And Jungkook is such a grown up, emotionally responsible guy. But, sometimes, he can't help it but feel like he is too old for him. Like Jungkook can do a lot better than Taehyung's boring ass.

“Well, I hope things go well for him. He's a good guy.” Taehyung answers, sincerely. 

Jungkook is a good guy. And he does want things to work out for him. Essentially, because that means they work out for him too. But, even if that wasn't the case, he would want him to be happy. He deserves it.

“He is.” Jimin nods “You too. I hope Secret Guy is great to you, or he will be hearing from me. And I can assure you it won't be nice.” he threatens, making Taehyung giggle.

Jimin always has his back. He knows that. It has always been that way. And it will always be. Even though he won't need his protection this time. He trusts Jungkook. Jimin does too, even if he doesn't know that he is Secret Guy.

jimin thinks you are seeing someone

That's all he texts Jungkook, two and a half hours after he left his dorm.

bunny boy

i AM seeing someone

blonde hair, nice eyelashes, incredibly long legs… and don't get me started on his ass 

rings a bell, pretty? ;)

Even if he is more than used to Jungkook's teasing by now, that doesn't stop him from blushing.

dumb blonde, huh?

He can almost hear Jungkook chuckling as soon as he writes it.

bunny boy

none of that

incredibly smart, too

looks so sexy when he is focused 

Taehyung bites his bottom lip, hiding a smile.

is that so?

He is not really eloquent. He knows that. But, when Jungkook starts giving him compliments, with that unique way he has of making everything too sweet and tempting.

bunny boy

fuck, yeah

also love his voice… so deep

but he sounds so sweet and whiny when i touch him anywhere

becomes a cute moaning mess real quick

Taehyung inhales a sharp breath, heart pounding fast and cheeks burning, all worked up over just a few texts. Shit, Jungkook really does know his way around him.

He starts typing, but instantly stops. He doesn't even know what to reply. When it comes to Jungkook, he finds himself at a loss of words more often than he would like to admit.

He groans, letting himself rest onto the pillows of his bed, already back at his dorm. Jimin, thankfully, isn't here. He would be too embarrassed of himself if he was.

The phone rings on his hands when Jungkook texts him again, and Taehyung is aware now that he has spent three full minutes looking at the screen without answering.

bunny boy

cat got your tongue, pretty?

bet your whole cute face is all red now

blushing just for me

Taehyung pouts, embarrassed. How can Jungkook know him so well? How can he be able to press every single one of his buttons so easely, even through a simple text?

i hate you

It's not true. Taehyung knows it. Jungkook does too.

bunny boy

no, you don't 

come on, babe

send me a selfie, won't you?

please?

wanna see your pretty face

Taehyung bites down his bottom lip as he opens the camera. He looks soft against the pillows, and his face is flushed pink. His hair is kinda messy, and his barefaced skin is a little oily. He doesn’t feel particularly confident, or handsome. But Jungkook always tells him he is beautiful, no matter how ugly he is feeling, so he wants to start believing him.

He takes a quick picture before he can really think about it, regretting it only once he has already sent it to Jungkook.

[image]

i look kinda puffy, sorry :c

Now that he pays attention to the picture, he starts feeling a little insecure about it. Maybe, he should have taken a few more, so he could choose a better one.

bunny boy

you look perfect

fuck, hyung 

look at you

too pretty to be real

wish I could kiss you right now

As always, Jungkook makes him smile. He always does that. Make him feel like he is the most incredible person in the world. He kind of understands how it works, though. He thinks of Jungkook that way too. To his eyes, he is the most amazing guy he has ever met.

want you to kiss me

can i see you too?

bunny boy

course, baby

[image]

Jungkook is also in bed, an arm under his head as he uses it like a pillow, hair messy and eyes looking directly at the camera.

He looks handsome. He really does. Taehyung… fuck.

He's never thought of himself as a very sexual person. Most of the guys he's been with, sex was just something he had to get done. Sure, he did have fun. Sometimes more than others. And he surely does enjoy it when he is all alone, getting himself off just the way he likes it, without the pressure of satisfying someone else when he isn't satisfied himself. 

But since Jungkook and him met… Things are different, for sure. He seems to know exactly what Taehyung likes. What he needs. Sometimes, better than Taehyung himself. 

And Taehyung often finds himself thinking about him. About his touch. His firm hands against his skin, making him shiver as he presses his body onto his own, whispering into his ears those nice, flirty words that make him weak. He didn't even know he was into that until Jungkook started putting use to that shameless mouth of his, and made him melt with just a couple of words.

He fingered himself open the other day, thinking about him. He cried and moaned as he came all over himself, imagining it was Jungkook's hand instead, working on him all the way to his climax. 

It's not like they haven’t done worse. Jungkook has probably jerked himself off at the thought of Taehyung's ass. At the thought of fucking him. And, unlike him, he wouldn't be ashamed to admit it. He would tell him all the details, if Taehyung decided to ask.

Still, he is not easy with his words like Jungkook is. He would get too embarrassed to tell him. But, looking at Jungkooks picture, so hot and pretty at the same time, he asks himself what would happen if he decided to reply with something a little… Insinuating. Something bold. He asks himself what would happen if they ended up sexting. Getting off to each other over text. 

And, even if the thought is exciting, it also scares him a little. He's never done it before. But he wants to try it. With Jungkook. He always wants to try new things with Jungkook. 

Still, today's not the day. He needs a little bit more confidence for that.

so handsome

your blondie is a lucky guy

Jungkook's reply is instant.

bunny boy

i’m definitely the lucky one ♡

That makes him smile. A genuine, pleased smile. The way he only finds himself smiling for Jungkook. Sweet, charming Jungkook. Always making him feel like he is precious. Treating him like a prince, just like he promised on their first night together. Just the way Taehyung never thought he would deserve to be treated. 

He makes a little extra effort on getting ready when Friday night arrives, nervously fixing his hair in the mirror as he adds a little extra blush to his cheeks. He wears a pair of tight blue jeans and a nice red sweater. He really didn’t know what to wear. But Jungkook said he looked too pretty in red the last time Taehyung wore this sweater, so he knows it’s a safe bet. 

Jimin has a date tonight, so he already made sure for Taehyung to know that he won't be coming back to the dorm until tomorrow. He hasn’t mentioned meeting Secret Guy’s friends. He only told him he was going out too. He bets Jimin can imagine the rest on his own. 

A knock on the door makes him jump, checking himself out one last time before rushing to open it, a little more nervous than he should be. For now, it’s only Jungkook.

Jungkook, who wears a pair of ripped black jeans, a white shirt and his more than familiar leather jacket. He looks almost unreal as he smiles at him, taking Taehyung’s outfit in as he sights. 

“Hey.” he says, voice soft as his hands go to Taehyung’s waist. The door closes behind him, right where his back is pressed to it “You look perfect.” he tells him, smiling wide.

Taehyung smiles too as he says “Thanks. You look hot. Real hot.” he whispers playfully, as Jungkook raises an eyebrow, hands around the small of his back.

“Do I, babe?” he asks, smirking “Wanna do something about it?” he teases, right onto his lips.

Taehyung nods, humming “Yeah.” he breathes out, and kisses him before he can say something embarrassing about how much he wants Jungkook to choke him with his thighs, or some shit like that. God, those ripped jeans are really fucking him up.

He whines into Jungkook’s mouth when a hand goes into his back pocket, holding onto his nape as his knees go weak. Jungkook smiles as he kisses him, eagerly.

“Gotta go, babe.” Jungkook whispers, as Taehyung pouts “If we keep kissing like that we sure as hell won’t leave this room for the night." he says, voice low.

Taehyung doesn’t wanna go anywhere. He wants to stay right here, and he wants Jungkook to keep kissing him like that. He wants him to touch him. To fuck him. Nice and slow, until Taehyung has to beg for him to go faster. Rougher. He wants it all night long.

But he knows that won't be what’s happening. At least, not for now. He can try once they get back to the dorm, though.

“Come on. Let's go, pretty.” Jungkook says, as he takes Taehyung’s hand into his own, and laughs when Taehyung pouts, childish.

“Will you be calling me hyung in front of your friends? Or just baby?” Taehyung asks, as they make it to Jungkook’s car.

He raises an eyebrow, a playful smile on his lips as he questions “Will you be calling me hyung, pretty?”

Taehyung immediately blushes, looking away from him as he gets into the passenger seat “You asshole! Of course not!” he yelps, as Jungkook laughs. Once they are both in the car, Taehyung furrows his eyebrows “I won't ever be calling you that ever again.” he says, pouting.

Jungkook rests a hand on top of his thigh, making him shiver as he smiles, cocky “Oh, baby… We both know that’s a big lie.” he says, voice low and raspy, just the way he knows it makes Taehyung shiver “Can’t help but say it when you are bouncing on my cock. Begging for hyungie to fuck you real nice. Don’t you, baby?” he whispers, all the way into his ear as he kisses his cheek, hearing Taehyung’s little whimper. Then, he steps back, as if nothing had happened “Come on. We should get going. The guys are probably waiting.” he says, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

“Hate you.” is all Taehyung whispers, still worked up on his seat, giving Jungkook a killer look.

Jungkook smiles, hand on top of his own as he waits for the traffic light to turn green “Too bad. I like you so so much.” he says, pouting. He looks so incredibly good. Brown soft eyes looking into his own, so young and fresh as he charms him with one simple sentence.

“Like you too.” Taehyung whispers, still blushing. 

And the smile that Jungkook gives him is so bright that his heart skips a beat inside his chest, happily humming to Jungkook’s car playlist as they make it to their destination, only a couple blocks away from campus.

“Ready?” Jungkook asks, as he opens the car door for him.

Taehyung forces a smile out, even though he is nervous as someone can be “Ready. Let’s go.” he says, nodding.

“Hey there! Look who decided to join us!” a black haired guy says, as Jungkook and Taehyung make it to the table.

“Hey, guys.” Jungkook smiles, a hand pressed to Taehyung’s back, tracing small circles with his fingers as he tries to calm him down “This is Taehyung. I’ve told you all about him.” he grins, looking at him softly.

Taehyung smiles, a little shy “Hi. Is nice to meet you all.” he says, as the guys start introducing themselves to him, one by one.

Not once in his life has he been surrounded by so many straight men, even if Yoongi is openly bisexual and Taehyung is one hundred percent sure that Seokjin is gay. Call it intuition.

“God, man. Can’t believe you are off the market now.” a guy named Mingyu jokes, looking at Jungkook with a dramatic sight.

“I’m glad, though.” Yugyeom says, taking a sip of his beer “Can’t make a move on any chick if Jungkook’s there. They throw themselves at you, man.” he laughs, and Jungkook politely brushes him off as Taehyung forces out a smile, uncomfortable.

It’s not like he hasn’t noticed people checking Jungkook out. He knows he is popular, in every possible way. He knew this even before they started all of this. And Jungkook never once responds when someone tries to flirt with him, sometimes too busy looking at Taehyung to even notice. Still, he feels a little insecure sometimes. A little scared that he might find someone more interesting than him. A little out of place when girls start winking at him, twisting their hair as Taehyung can’t help but think about how pretty they are. Prettier than him. Younger, too. And Jungkook could have them all if he wanted to.

“Yeah, dude.” Migyu says “Also, that redhead over there is totally staring at you.” he smirks, and Taehyung bites the inside of his cheek, trying to play it cool.

Jungkook shrugs, not interested “Well, that’s a shame. ‘Cause I already have a pretty blonde right by my side.” he says proudly, as his arm goes around Taehyung’s shoulders, bringing him close.

Taehyung smiles a little, looking at Jungkook with bright eyes, a bit more relaxed. Jungkook smiles back, widely.

“You guys are so cute.” Seokjin says, a genuine softness in his eyes.

“Hell, yes. They are.” Yoongi nods “Look at Jungkookie, he’s such a simp.” he jokes, trying to embarrass him as Taehyung giggles.

“Damn true I am.” Jungkook replies, no shame at all.

They eventually get to a point where Taehyung is comfortable enough to add up to the conversation, mostly talking to Yoongi and Seokjin as the other keep making conversation about basketball and teasing Jungkook about him losing his player status.

“Well, they are not boyfriends yet, are they?” Yugyeom asks “No strings attached yet.” he adds, shrugging.

Taehyung's smile instantly fades, but he keeps quiet. Yugyeom is technically right. They are not a real couple yet. 

Which is exactly why Taehyung can't walk to the girls two tables across from them and tell them to stop eye-fucking his boyfriend. Because Jungkook isn't his boyfriend. Not his friend, either. Definitely not a fuckbuddy. He doesn’t even know what to call it.

Jungkook doesn't say anything. He probably doesn't have a clue of what to say. Which Taehyung understands, really. Even if that doesn't make it hurt less.

“You gotta be an asshole about it, don't you?” Seokjin clicks his tongue, rolling his eyes.

“What the hell, man? I didn't say anything!” Yugyeom replies, offended.

Taehyung shrinks on his seat, trying to make himself smaller, as if to disappear from the table.

“I'm gonna go grab another drink.” Jungkook suddenly says, voice cold. He gets a little softer when he kisses the top of Taehyung's hair “I'll be right back.” he whispers, and Taehyung makes his best effort to smile, nodding.

He watches him walk to the counter, and his eyes fall on a pretty brunette with a nice dress that eyes him, a flirty smile on his lips.

“I didn't mean it in a bad way.” Yugyeom's voice snaps him back to reality, guilt written over his face “I just… Didn't know whether you guys were serious or not. I’m sorry it came out all wrong.” he says, and he does sound genuinely sorry.

“It 's fine.” Taehyung forces out, smiling “Don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah. We just never took Jungkook for a relationship guy.” Minguy agrees “But I guess that makes sense, since you are older than him.” he says, and Taehyung's smile drops before he can do anything about it “Make him settle down, you know?”

Taehyung watches Jungkook over the counter, waiting for his drink as the brunette from before, now next to him, looks at him with hooded eyes as she says something Taehyung can't hear.

Make him settle down.

What if all of this… If a serious relationship… Isn't what Jungkook really wants? What if he is somehow forcing him into that? Taking away opportunities from him as he ties him down to himself. As he makes him say no to all those things he hasn't gotten to live down, because Taehyung is two full years older, and has already gone through his first years of college. Has already enjoyed those things that Jungkook hasn't had the time for.

So, is Taehyung really worth leaving all those new experiences behind to… Settle down?

“I'm back.” Jungkook smiles as he gets back to his seat, two drinks in his hands instead of one “This one's for you, pretty.” he tells Taehyung, handing a glass to him. He seems relaxed than when he left, and Taehyung can't help but think about what that brunette girl might have said to him.

“Thanks.” he just replies, a smile that doesn't meet his eyes plastered on his lips.

Jungkook knits his eyebrows with worry, instantly picking up that something isn't right with him. Taehyung hates it that he can read him that fast. That he can see through him, even when Taehyung tries his best to pretend like everything's alright.

He doesn't let Jungkook get the chance to ask. He busies himself talking with Yoongi and Seokjin, not wanting to ruin his night with something so lame. He knows this is important for Jungkook, and he doesn't want to screw it up. Head full of doubts or not, he still likes Jungkook too much to mess it up.

Shit, he might even love him.

Oh, God. He loves him. He loves Jungkook. What a shitty moment to figure that out.

Panic runs through his veins as he tries to play it cool. He won't start crying right now. Not a chance.

God, he really can't do this right now. He just wants to crawl into his bed and hide under the covers until everyone forgets about his existence.

“Hey. You okay?” Jungkook asks him, concern all over his face. His big doe eyes make Taehyung feel even worse.

“Yeah.” he forces out “Sorry. I'm just… A bit out of it, I guess.” he says, brushing it off.

“Yeah, everything alright?” Seokjin also says “You look a little pale.” he tells him, scanning his face, concerned.

“You wanna leave? I'll drive you home.” Jungkook instantly offers.

Taehyung shakes his head “No, no.” he says “I just… I'm not feeling very good, sorry. I think I'll just… Call a cab. Need a bit of rest.” he says, as he starts getting up from his seat.

He can feel the tears filling his eyes, and he needs to leave right now. He kind of feels like an asshole for doing it, but he can't really help it. Everything is too much right now.

“Wait. I'll grab my jacket and just…” Jungkook tries to say, but Taehyung quickly shuts him up.

“No, that's fine. Really. You should stay. I'm fine, really.” he tells him, ignoring the lump on his throat “I'm sorry, guys. It was nice meeting you all.” he tries to smile, before turning to Jungkook again, not really meeting his eyes as he quickly kisses his cheek “I'll text you, okay?” he says, and he knows damn well he won't be doing that tonight. He'll just cry himself to sleep as he thinks about all the brunettes, redheads and blondes who would be more than willing to take his place.

He doesn't wait up for an answer. Not from Jungkook. Not from his friends. He walks out the door as tears start running down his cheeks, full on sobbing now as he picks his phone from his pocket, scrolling until he finds the campus cab service number. It's cold outside, and Taehyung shivers as he cries, not minding the curious looks that people give him.

“Tae! Wait!” a familiar voice sounds right behind him, and Taehyung is quick to wipe his tears before he is faced again with Jungkook's soft, shiny eyes.

He doesn’t do a good job at pretending, though. Because the minute Jungkook gets to him, he takes a hand to his cheek, worried “You… You are crying.” he whispers, and looks into his eyes with a desperate look “Tae. Talk to me. Please. What is it, baby?” he asks, and Taehyung shakes a little under his touch.

“It’s nothing, really.” he says, voice small “You should… You should go back to your friends. Really. I’m just being dumb.” he tells him.

He knows that running away from things is the worst he could do. He knows Jungkook well enough to know that he doesn’t want him to hide his feelings from him. But again, he is scared that his insecurities take over him, and that he scares him off with his doubts. 

But mostly, he is terrified that the answer Jungkook might give him isn’t the one he hopes for. That if he opens up, if he tells him the truth, he might lose him forever. 

“I’m not going anywhere, hyung.” Jungkook says, arms around him as he hugs him, and Taehyung can’t help but melt into his chest as tears start running through his cheeks again. He feels so pathetic, but he can’t stop himself from reaching for his touch “Tell me what is going on, please. You know I can’t take it when you cry like this. I’m here for you, baby. Please.” he sweetly whispers.

“I’m just… scared.” Taehyung breathes out through the tears.

They are still in the middle of the street, with Taehyung sobbing into Jungkook’s chest as people walk by, giving them strange looks and making too much noise for Taehyung to bear.

“Come on, baby. Let me get you to the car, okay?” Jungkook tells him “We can talk there. I don’t want you to catch a cold out here.” he adds, and his voice is so gentle that Taehyung can’t help but nod.

Jungkook guides him to where he is parked, and opens the door for Taehyung as he crawls in, hugging himself as he tries to force the tears to stop.

The minute Jungkook gets into his seat, he takes it off his shoulders and places it on Taehyung’s shaking ones. He tries to object, but Jungkook doesn’t let him.

“I’m fine.” he says, shaking his head “You are shivering, hyung. Take it, please.” he begs, and Taehyung can feel his cologne everywhere as he shrinks into the fabric. 

“I’m sorry.” Taehyung mumbles “I ruined your night. I’m ruining everything.” he cries.

“Hey. Look at me.” Jungkook asks, a finger to his chin as he forces Taehyung to look up “You didn’t ruin a thing, okay? Not at all.” he assures “But I need you to tell me why you are crying, okay? I wanna help.” he tries again.

Taehyung takes a deep breath, suddenly too embarrassed at his own fears, feeling a bit ridiculous. Still, he knows he has to tell Jungkook. He has the right to know. To make his own decisions about it.

“It’s just… I keep thinking about how you got all these pretty girls and boys all over you and you turn them off because of me and… I don’t know. I feel like I might be tying you down into a relationship when you still have all these things to live down that I have already gone through. Like… Like I’m holding you back, or something. And I really, really want to be your boyfriend and… And I feel like… Maybe, the reason why you haven’t asked yet is because you…You don’t want that. Because I’m just some old loser who fell in love with a guy too good for him, and is forcing him into something that he doesn’t want.”

He is full on sobbing again, and he feels so vulnerable, so exposed and ashamed that he believes he might just explode right now. Because he loves Jungkook. And he is so incredibly terrified right now.

“You… You…” Jungkook stumbles out at first, eyes wide and cheeks a little pink “I… Shit, Tae. Why haven’t you told me about this? I would have explained to you sooner that…” he says, and takes a deep breath, eyes full of adoration when they look right into his as he adds “That I love you, Kim Taehyung. That there is nothing I want more than to be your boyfriend. Because you are it for me, okay? You are always going to be it for me. And I don’t care about anyone else, or about how older you are. That’s bullshit, okay? It doesn’t matter. Not to me. Two years are literally nothing. Fuck. I don’t want any other… Experiences. I wanna grow up next to you. Right by your side. For the rest of my life, if you’d let me. I wanna hold you in my arms, and see you smile. I want you to be at my games, cheering for me. And I wanna watch you graduate, and keep being your muse until you get tired of me. Because I’m never letting you go, Taehyung. I’ll stay for as long as you’ll let me.” 

By the time he finishes, Taehyung jumps into his arms, holding onto his chest as he sobs.

“I’m sorry… I’m just… I got so scared that you didn’t want this. And when the guys said… I’m sorry. I wanna be your boyfriend too. I do. I love you so much.” he cries, as Jungkook holds him close.

“Shh… Baby. Calm down, okay? I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” he says, as he pats his hair “I should have said something when Yugyeom asked the boyfriend question. I just… I didn’t wanna assume. I would have told him you are my boyfriend. I was just scared you wouldn’t want that.”

Taehyung smiles a little, sniffing “Am I? Your boyfriend, I mean.” he gets the courage to ask, cheeks pink as Jungkook gets rid of the tear stains that are still there, brushing them off with his thumbs.

He chuckles, blushing too “Hell, yeah. You are. If you want to, of course.” he says, a little shy “The reason I was waiting was because I didn’t want to rush you. Wanted to give you some time. I would have asked you on our first night, if it had been up to me.” he confessed.

Taehyung smiles, wide. He can’t believe this is real. Jungkook’s real. The puts his arms around his neck and shoves him close “I want to. Fuck, I really do. You are it for me too.” he says, suddenly too desperate to not be kissing Jungkook right now “God. Kiss me, boyfriend. I want it so bad.” he whines.

Jungkook nods eagerly, still in shock “Yeah.” he breathes out “Shit, yeah. I can totally do that.” he tells him, and Taehyung giggles before Jungkook’s lips are on his, kissing him.

He whines into his mouth, as Jungkook puts a hand around his throat, keeping him in place as he parts Taehyung’s lips with his own and gets his tongue into his mouth. Taehyung’s hand goes to his chest, and he traces the muscles over his shirt, moaning at the touch. He can’t believe Jungkook is his boyfriend. Sweet, sexy Jungkook. The guy everyone wants, but only Taehyung gets to have. 

“Shit, baby.” Jungkook hisses, when Taehyung gives a hard tug to his hair, after he slid a hand between his thigh, teasing “Fuck, I love you. You are all mine now.” he says, voice raw as he kisses his neck.

Taehyung nods, a little whine leaving his lips when Jungkook sucks and bites the sensitive flesh “Fuck, yes. All yours, hyung.” he cries, and he can feel Jungkook’s cocky smile against his skin “Need you, please.”

He doesn’t even know how on earth he can be this horny when he was full on sobbing, crying his chest out less than ten minutes ago, but that’s the kind of effect Jungkook has on him. He can make him smile, cry and beg in less than a second. Whatever reaction he wants from Taehyung, he can get it.

“Yeah, pretty.” Jungkook groans “Want hyungie, don’t you?” he teases, and Taehyung nods, face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement “It’s okay. Hyung wants you too. Wants to make you feel good. Just the way you deserve it, baby.” he says, brushing Taehyung’s hair off his eyes “Love you.” he whispers, softer.

He smiles, pleased “Love you too.” he whispers back “Jimin’s out for the night. Wanna finish this at my place?” he asks seductively, a hand running down his chest, all the way to his belt.

Jungkook smirks, his thumb brushing over Taehyung’s bottom lip, as he takes it into his mouth, sucking it as he looks right into Jungkook’s eyes.

“Fuck, yeah.” he groans “Keep that up and I wont bother taking you home. Will fuck you right here, for everyone to look. Will give them a show as you bounce on my cock, taking it like a good boy.” he says, and Taehyung moans at the thought, legs pressed against each other as he tries to get a little relief. Jungkook, of course, notices. He notices everything about him “So cute. Bet you are already so wet. Aren’t you, babe?”

Taehyung cries out again, nodding “Yeah. Just for you, hyung. Please.” he begs, too needy.

Jungkook smiles proudly, pecking him on the lips “Just for me.” he repeats. Then, he takes Taehyung’s hand and places it right on top of the bulge that is already forming in his pants “Just for you too, pretty.” he adds, confident.

And Taehyung… Well, he shouldn't find it as hot as he does. But he can’t really bring himself to care. He moans as he fills his head with the thought of Jungkook. Of how he, Kim Taehyung, has him all for himself. About how he got him hard, as excited for this as he is himself.

“Fuck, Jungkook. Please.” he begs again, and this time, Jungkook kisses him on the cheek and puts on his seat belt, ready to get the hell out of here, too eager to have Taehyung all to himself.

The thing is, he already does. Taehyung is his, and he is Taehyung’s. It has probably been that way since the start, anyways.

He fights with the keys as he tries to open the door, making Jungkook giggle into his mouth as he helps him, pressing him onto the door as they both get in.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” Jungkook asks as he kisses his neck, hands roaming through his body “So fucking pretty. Love you in red. Looks so sexy with that blonde hair of yours. Honey skin too. Wanna fuck you in red lingerie someday. Bet you’d look amazing.” he breathes into his ear, making him moan as he rolls his hips into Jungkook’s thigh, desperate.

“Yeah. Shit, I…” he whines, too horny.

Jungkook smiles, devilish, as steady hands get him off his jacket “You’d like that, baby? Would wear some pretty lace? Make a show for hyung?” he asks, hands under his sweater, caressing his bare skin and making him shiver.

Taehyung nods, head resting against the door. He imagines himself wearing a set of red lingering, whole body covered in lace as Jungkook fucks into him, whispering dirty words into his ear, telling him how pretty he looks.

A pretty whore. Aren’t you, baby? All dressed up for hyung to play with you.

“Yes! Yes, fuck. Want that, hyung. Wanna… Wanna look pretty for you…” he cries, as Jungkook gets his sweater off him and starts working on his pants, as Taehyung’s body stays pressed against the door.

“Always look so pretty, love. Especially like this. All worked up for me. Ready for hyungie to fuck you real nice.” Jungkook tells him sweetly, as he takes Taehyung’s pants off, leaving him with only his white boxers on, as he is still fully clothed.

“Hyungie… Please…” Taehyung begs, feeling too hot and exposed.

“Can you turn around for hyung, baby?” Jungkook asks, pecking him on the lips as Taehyung nods, his front now pressed against the door as he pants “Such a good boy for me, Tae.” Jungkook whispers into his nape, making him shiver as the kisses go all the way down his spine, until Jungkook kneels in-between his legs, hands on his hips as he squeezes softly “Can I take this off, pretty?” he asks, as his fingers dig into the waistband of Taehyung's underwear.

“Yeah.” Taehyung replies, as Jungkook keeps teasing “Come on, Kook. Please.” he tells him, and Jungkook giggles against his ass, teeth digging into the flesh and making him yelp.

“Sorry, babe. You are so cute when you beg.” he says, and Taehyung blushes again, as Jungkook slides his boxers down his legs.

“Ass.” he mumbles.

Jungkook wets his lips, spreading Taehyung’s cheeks apart with his hands as he closes his eyes, too embarrassed.

“Damn well it is.” he replies, and doesn’t give Taehyung the time to say anything else as he starts sucking over his rim, forcing him to hang onto the door as he cries in surprise.

“Hyung, fuck! Oh my god…” he moans, one hand against the wooden door as the other goes to Jungkook’s hair, digging into his brown hair as his knees go weak “Shit, Jungkook…”

“Fuck, baby. So sweet.” Jungkook groans “Come on, pretty. Tell hyungie how you like it when he fucks you open.” he demans, right before he starts to fuck Taehyung with his tongue again.

He presses back onto Jungkook’s head again, rolling his hips onto his face as Jungkook holds him in his hands, keeping him balanced as Taehyung cries out, legs shaking.

“Love.. Love it, hyungie… Fuck… Love your mouth on me… Shit…” Taehyung sobs, knuckles turning white as he holds Jungkook’s head in place, making him hiss.

He starts working one finger in too, as the lack of lube makes Taehyung cry out with a little pain, but he finds himself enjoying the burn as he rolls his hips, sucking Jungkook’s finger all the way in.

“Shit. Too tight, babe. Am I hurting you?” Jungkook asks, as Taehyung moans.

“It’s… Fuck. I like it. Hyung, please…” he whines, and Jungkook smirks as he uses his tongue on him again.

“Like it when hyung goes rough on you? Stretching you out so you can take his cock like a good slut, baby?” Jungkook asks, as he teases another finger in, carefully studying Taehyung’s face, searching for any type of discomfort.

“Yes! I’m your little slut, hyungie. Fuck.” he bables, not really registering his own words. 

Jungkook moans, pressing a kiss into his cheeks as he scissors him open “Shit, yeah. You are. All mine. Come here, pretty.” he says, even though he is the one who gets up, body pressing closer as his free hand goes to Taehyung’s chin, forcing him to look at him as he presses their mouth together.

He keeps fucking Taehyung with his fingers as his tongue licks him mouth, making him moan as he chases his lips, his neck awkwardly bent as he tries to cling onto Jungkook’s body.

He cries out when Jungkook hits his prostate, legs shaking as he chokes on a moan, Jungkook’s hand around his waist as he keeps him from collapsing into the ground.

“Kook, please… Shit, I’m close…” Taehyung whimpers, the muscles of Jungkook chest pressed to his back as his shirt keeps their skins from touching “Wanna cum, hyungie…”

Jungkook breathes into his ear “Yeah, baby. Fuck. So needy…” he says, as he works a third finger in, making Taehyung scream “Gonna cum on my fingers?” he asks, and Taehyung just nods, not trusting his own voice “Look at you… Moaning so loud, fuck. Want everyone to know how good hyung’s fingers are, pretty? Want them to know exactly when you cum all over them?” he mocks him, speeding up.

“Shit… Yes, yes! Wanna cum, please… Wanna make a pretty mess for hyungie…” he cries, head falling back into Jungkook’s shoulder as his palms rest on the door, knowing better than to try touching himself. Jungkook wouldn’t like that, and he knows it. He wants to be good for him, so he cries as he feels the orgasm close, his poor neglected dick flushed pink.

“Let go, baby. Do it. Cum all over yourself so I can fuck you then, would you?” Jungkook sweetly asks, and Taehyung doesn’t need to be told twice before he cries out, eyes rolling back as his legs collapse, Jungkook holding him close so he doesn’t fall “Shit, that's it. Did so good baby. So pretty.” Jungkook whispers, fingers working with him throughout his climax, only stopping when Taehyung sobs at the overstimulation “You okay, love?” he asks once Taehyung recovers a little, nodding.

“So good, hyung.” he says softly, as Jungkook takes him into his arms, bridal style. Taehyung hums happily at the display of strength, clinging onto him “Fingered myself the other day thinking of you. Wanted your fingers inside.” he tells him, as Jungkook drops him onto the bed with a surprised grin, cheeks flushed.

“Is that so, baby?” he asks, as he works his shirt open.

Taehyung enjoys the show as he nods “Yeah.” he hums, softly “Wished you were here. Wanted you to fuck me.” he says, blinking at him with hooded eyes “Want it now, please. Wanna cum again. On your cock.” he tells him, as Jungkook places himself in between his legs, chest bare as Taehyung traces the lines of his abdomen.

“God, Tae.” Jungkook sights, his hard on pressed against Taehyung’s thigh, where he rubs himself against the fabric of his jeans “How could I ever want anyone else when you look this pretty? All spread out for me, looking so sexy… Luckiest guy on earth, I swear.” he says, as he caresses Taehyung's skin, making him shiver.

“Stop…” he tells him, blushing “You exaggerate too much.” he says.

The pretty brunette inevitably comes back to his mind, making him wonder.

“I don’t.” Jungkook denies, brushing Taehyung’s bangs off his sweaty forehead “You are gorgeous. Can't take my eyes off your pretty face. Not even if I wanted to.” he whispers, eyes soft as they look into his own.

“Do you want to?” Taehyung asks, head resting against the pillow as Jungkook hoovers over him.

“Never.” Jungkook replies “Wanna keep looking at you forever.” he tells him.

When Jungkook's lips meet his, Taehyung feels a million butterflies flying around on his stomach. Which is pretty lame, as he is all naked and horny as fuck, spread out on the bed as he craves for Jungkook to touch him. But here he is, humming into his mouth as he feels like a dumb teenager, flustering over a kiss.

“Fuck, I love you.” Jungkook breathes out into his lips “Love you so much.”

“Love you too.” Taehyung instantly replies, as Jungkook's hand traces the curve of his waist, all the way down his hip.

He smiles, kissing his forehead before he moves to the nightstand, where he knows Taehyung keeps the condoms and lube.

“I'm gonna open you up a little more, okay? I don't wanna hurt you.” he says, eyes worried as he fingered Taehyung open with just spit.

Taehyung smiles at how cute and gentle he is. How caring. Gosh, he really loves this boy. 

“Okay, bunny boy.” he says, giggling “Get me ready for your big dick.” he tells him, as Jungkook returns to the bed, his pants tossed to the floor of Taehyung's room.

He lubs up his fingers and fingers him again, stretching him up as Taehyung moans into the sheets, a pillow under his hips to keep them in the air.

“Want you to ride me.” Jungkook suddenly says “Wanna see you work on my cock.”

Taehyung moans at the thought, as he decides he wants that too. Wants to feel him deep inside, as Jungkook's thighs tremble under his body. Wants to drive him crazy as he bounces on his dick.

“Fuck, yes.” he nods “I'm ready, come on.” he tells him, and Jungkook thrusts his fingers inside one last time before he takes his hand off, sitting on the bed with his back pressed to the headboard.

“Get over here, baby.” he pleads, as he steps out of his boxers and rolls the condom onto himself, teeth clenching with how hard he is, too impatient as he hasn't touched himself in this whole time.

Taehyung crawls over to him and straddles his thighs, looking into his eyes with a pleased smile “Fucking love your thighs.” he says, making Jungkook giggle, big hands on Taehyung's hips.

“You talk like I'm fucking Hercules or something.” he says, as Taehyung squirts a little bit of lube into his hand, jerking Jungkook off to get him wet “Fuck, baby.” Jungkook hisses, head thrown back onto the headboard.

Taehyung smiles, kissing his jaw as he starts to get down on his length, hands on his shoulders as he moans “Shit, hyung. So big.” he cries out, forcing his eyes open “You are so fucking huge. All of you.” 

Jungkook lunges forward and kisses him, moaning into his mouth as Taehyung rolls his hips “Like that, baby? Like how big hyungie is next to you?” he asks, hands on the back of Taehyung's thighs as he helps him out.

“Fuck, yes.” Taehyung cries, bouncing on Jungkook's dick like his life depends on it “Shit, Jungkook. So good.”

Jungkook moans, lips pressed against him as Taehyung’s hands go to his hair, tugging “God, baby. Feel so good, riding my dick like you were born for it.” he says, voice raspy.

After so long, they both know they are not gonna last. They are both so needy, so desperate to cum as they cling onto each other, bodies drenched in sweat and cheeks flushed as they try to catch their breaths.

Taehyung’s thighs tremble as tears run down his cheeks, crying and moaning as Jungkook hits his prostate with every thrust, right when his hips meet Taehyung's.

“Kook…I'm… Fuck…” he cries, head resting onto Jungkook’s shoulder.

“Me too.” Jungkook says, knowingly. He is just as close as Taehyung is. His eyebrows are knit as he holds Taehyung in his arms “Fuck, come here. Let hyungie help you.” he tells him, and flips Taehyung on the bed without sliding off him.

He fucks Taehyung nice and deep, long legs hooked around his waist as he pounds into him, making him cry as his dick rubs in between their stomaches, realiving himself onto that.

“Shit, shit…Jungkook…” Taehyung cries out, as Jungkook speeds up his pace.

“Fuck, Tae. I'm close, shit… So good. So pretty for me… Fuck, I love you. Love you so bad, baby…” he babbles, as he finally releases himself into the condom with a deep thrust, face hidden against Taehyung’s shoulder as he jerks him, finishing him off as he tries to get down from the high of his climax. The teasing, the foreplay… It's been too much. They both are just too horny and impatient to keep it up.

“Fuck! Fuck! Love… Love you too… Jungkook… Oh, God…” Taehyung sobs, as he rides his orgasm, cumming into Jungkook's hand as he cries.

He barely registers it when Jungkook slides out of him, hugging him to his chest as he knows that Taehyung gets sensitive and a little needy after sex. So, he doesn't care about the drying cum on his stomach as he cuddles him, whispering sweet things into his ear.

“You okay, baby?” he asks, as Taehyung nods into his shoulder, throat too dry to talk “Did so good. I love you so much, you know?”

Taehyung giggles, looking up to meet his eyes “I think you already mentioned that.” he says, innocently “A thousand times tonight, at least.”

Jungkook raises his eyebrows, chuckling “Have I? You got a problem with that, pretty?” he asks, playfully.

Taehyung shakes his head, their noses brushing when he says “None at all. Love to hear you say it.” he hums, happily.

Jungkook smiles, nodding “Good. Because I plan to never shut up about it.” he promises, and Taehyung believes him.

He never plans on shutting up either.

So, he leans comfortably again into Jungkook's arms once they are both cleaned up, listening to his heartbeat as he falls asleep, all happy and complete. 

Because Jeon Jungkook is now his boyfriend. And there is nothing else he could ask for.

At least, not until the sound of a key against the door lock wakes him up, and they had gone to Jungkook’s place last night instead, as the sound of Jimin's incredulous screams fill his ears.

“What. The. Actual. Fuck.” he mumbles, blinking as if he couldn't believe his eyes “You… And him…You guys… And you didn't tell me!” he snaps, hands on his hips as he knits his eyebrows.

Jungkook groans, chest bare as Taehyung is the one wearing his shirt “Can you fucking stop screaming? Jesus…” he says, glaring at him.

“Excuse me! This is my bloody room! And I just caught you in my best friend's bed when he is supposed to have a boyf…” he trails off, realisation hitting his face as he finally places the pieces together “You are Secret Guy! Oh my God! You guys have been seeing each other this whole time and never once thought about telling your fucking best friend, you assholes!” 

Taehyung clears his throat, cheeks burning as he says “Well… We actually didn't get together since last night so… You are the first one to know.” he says, shrugging.

“Yeah.” Jungkook says, his arm still hanging around Taehyung's frame “You get the news earlier than anyone else, hyung.”

Jimin looks at him, then looks at Taehyung, goes back to Jungkook and, finally, Taehyung again. Then, he sights.

“Well… At least I was right. You two make a freaking cute couple.” he agrees, and Taehyung smiles, relived “But… You guys still owe me for not saying anything. God… I can't believe you guys kept it a secret.” he says, and even though he doesn’t sound angry, Taehyung gets up from the bed and walks towards him.

He is wearing a pair of boxers and Jungkook's shirt, which looks almost comically big on him, and he probably looks like a complete mess. The situation is kind of embarrassing, and Taehyung would be absolutely mortifying if this wasn't Jimin, his best friend of a decade. 

“Hey. Things just… Happened.” he starts saying “And we wanted to take it slow. Didn't wanna tell you before we went official in case it didn't work out.” he explains, and Jimin's expression is soft when he adds “You are the person whose opinion I care about the most. I love you, you know?” 

Jimin looks at him for a beat, then clicks his tongue and sighs “You know I just can't get mad at you, don't you?” he says, as Taehyung giggles “Come here.” he adds, wrapping him in a hug “God, you smell like sex and cheap fuckboy cologne. Go shower or something.” he tells him, scrunching his nose as Taehyung laughs.

“Dude! I don't use cheap fuckboy cologne!” Jungkook complaints, still sat on the bed.

“You totally do.” Jimin answers “Now, I hope the only fuckboy thing about you is your cologne.” he says, and sounds extremely serious when he adds “Break his heart and I will destroy you. Got it?”

Jungkook nods, serious too “I won't.” he says, and looks right into Taehyung's eyes.

Jimin nods too, then turns to Taehyung “Same thing goes for you. God… How am I supposed to pick a side?” he sights, as Taehyung giggles.

“You don't have to. Just… Be happy for us.” he says, shrugging.

“Of course I am.” Jimin tells him, a soft smile on his face “Now, I'm gonna get a shower and give Jungkook time to get fucking dressed. Jesus, are you an exhibitionist or something?” he says, rolling his eyes with an annoyed look.

Jungkook raises his eyebrows with a smirk “What is it, hyung? Like what you see?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows as Taehyung laughs.

“God… Your boyfriend's an ass…” Jimin says, walking towards the bathroom and locking the door.

Jungkook gets up from the bed and goes up to Taehyung, morning hair sticking out comically as he grabs him by the waist, a pleased smile on his sleepy face.

“Boyfriend…Just love how that sounds.” he says, noses brushing.

Taehyung giggles into his lips, nodding “Fuck, yeah. Me too.” he agrees, and kisses him just like that. Because he can. Because he loves to.

Because, maybe, this is what the whole romance thing is about: finding a sweet, funny, caring guy who makes you feel like you are flying on cloud nine with just a sweet peck.

And Taehyung has had many guys over the years, guys who treated him like he was worth nothing. Like he didn't deserve to be loved. To be seen.

But Jungkook sees him. He has seen him from the start. And he sees Jungkook too. And that's everything that matters now.

“Come on, boyfriend. Gotta wear a shirt before Jimin comes out.” Taehyung mumbles against Jungkook's lips.

He smirks, eyes bright “Well… You are wearing my shirt, so… Should I just get it off you, pretty?” he asks, voice low as he starts undoing Taehyung's buttons.

Taehyung bites his bottom lip as he gets on his tiptoes and kisses Jungkook again, shirt sliding off his shoulders.

“Fuck, just… Come on. Get dressed. We're going back to your dorm. Fucking love your single room.” he says, as he tries to find his pants.

Jungkook chuckles, as he starts to get dressed to “Sound like a plan.” he agrees.

“Jimin! We're heading off! Bye!” Taehyung shouts as he gets his keys, not waiting for his answer as Jungkook's hand covers his, dragging him out of the room.

And, as they happily walk out of Taehyung's dorm, hands intertwined and stolen glances into each other, they both know that is how love is supposed to feel.

They finally found it. Neither of them is planning on giving it up. It's them against the world now.

Always and forever.