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The lights were dimmed in their room. This was one of the times the two were happy they decided to buy an apartment with soundproof walls- along with their 4 AM Overwatch matches, of course.
This was how Taehyung wanted to spend the rest of his life; in a post-euphoric state, simply just laying with Jeongguk and letting their lips gently touch, no need for heavy make-out sessions.
Jeongguk's skin was warm against Taehyung's. They still hadn't cleaned up after their actions, the sticky mess was still on Taehyung's stomach and slowly rubbing onto Jeongguk's as well, but Taehyung didn't really care. He loved Jeongguk, and Jeongguk loved him, and that was enough.
Jeongguk seemed a little tense. Taehyung could feel it in the way Jeongguk didn't wrap his arm around him, opting for simply resting his hand against Taehyung's cheek, and how Jeongguk would breathe in like he was about to say something but then purse his wet lips and go back to resting with Taehyung.
Taehyung didn't want to pressure him. He just felt that Jeongguk wasn't telling him something, and Taehyung didn't want that.
Taehyung gently pulled himself back so he could take Jeongguk's hand from his cheek and rest it around his waist. He moved back in closer and rested his hand on Jeongguk's collar bones, drawing little shapes into his tan, sweaty skin.
Taehyung simply touched his lips to Jeongguk's in a gesture of reassurance. "You okay, baby?" he asked, watching a thousand emotions pass through Jeongguk's eyes.
Jeongguk's breath hitched. "Yeah, just. Thinking."
Taehyung hummed in response and buried his nose in Jeongguk's collarbone. He felt like he had no right to ask what Jeongguk was thinking about, so he left it to Jeongguk's will.
A hand went up and down Taehyung's back slowly, almost as if Jeongguk was planning his next move in a chess game. The couple sat there for a few minutes, nothing but their breathing permeating the silence.
"We should go clean up." Jeongguk's statement sounded robotic, out of place.
"S'that what you've been thinking 'bout?"
"No."
Neither of them made a move to get up and head to the bathroom. Taehyung continued to lay in Jeongguk's arms, simply listening to his racing heartbeat and letting him figure himself out. Taehyung felt Jeongguk take a deep breath- inhale, exhale- and Jeongguk's voice made his collarbones vibrate.
"Taehyungie, can I ask you something really, really important?"
Taehyung's interest was piqued. He kissed the juncture between Jeongguk's neck and shoulder (where Taehyung had made sure to leave a flower of purple marks) and nodded. "Of course, love."
Heartbeats thundered against Taehyung's ear in the quiet room. He was amazed that Jeongguk hadn't exploded yet.
"Tae, am I," Jeongguk paused for a deep breath, "am I emotionally abusing you?"
Taehyung moved to be face-to-face with Jeongguk so quickly he probably could have gotten whiplash. He was stunned by Jeongguk's question. Where had he gotten that idea?
"No, of course not, Jeonggukkie! You treat me so well, you're the best boyfriend anyone could ask for!" Taehyung said, running a hand through Jeongguk's hair to calm him down. "What could possibly make you think you're hurting me?"
"I don't know. It's stupid. I was watching this video about an abusive couple and the girl was so strict about who her partner could be with, and she got jealous so easily, and so do I- so I looked up some stuff, and it really seemed like I was hurting you somehow, like, this one article said that being selfish in bed was a big thing- and you know how possessive I am about you in bed, like how I make you scream that you're mine- and it also said that people would call an abuser controlling, and I- it reminded me of when we were in college and that dude just came onto you so I tried to get you out of there but he said I was the most controlling boyfriend he had ever seen and I just," Jeongguk paused to breathe properly, recenter his mind, "It just made me wonder if I was hurting you.
"And I never have, and never will want to hurt you. I love you so much and," Jeongguk paused again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, "I just want to make sure you're happy."
Tears had welled up in Jeongguk's eyes by the end of his ramble, but it was nothing compared to Taehyung. He was a mess, with his cheeks reddened and his face wet with tears, and his lips doing the thing they did every time he cried, their frowning pout. Jeongguk ran his hand through Taehyung's hair, too, and the two simply waited for their tears to calm down before speaking again.
"Jeonggukie," Taehyung said, his voice wet with leftover tears, "don't ever think that your feelings are stupid, okay? Everything you think is wonderful and fucking valid, don't ever let someone tell you otherwise. You aren't hurting me. You're the best thing I've ever had in my life." Taehyung said, eyes welling up with tears again.
Jeongguk scoffed lightly. "Even better than Yeontan?"
Taehyung let out a watery laugh and his wide smile gleamed with his teary eyes. "Even better than Yeontan, silly."
Jeongguk wiped some stray tears from the corner of Taehyung's eye with the pad of his thumb. "But what about how-"
"How possessive you are?" Jeongguk nodded. Taehyung's mouth morphed into a close-lipped smile. "I love how you're so possessive in bed. It turns me on, cutie." He said, poking Jeongguk on the nose. "And when you're possessive outside, it's for the right reasons. That college jock was wrong to call you controlling. You knew my signs of discomfort and knew to get me out of there. It makes me proud."
Jeongguk's mouth hung open the slightest bit and it made Taehyung smile. The two simply looked at one another, willing their tears to finally go away. Taehyung knew he would still be crying in the morning, and he would most definitely be crying while Jeongguk cleaned him up once they finally got out of the bed.
Jeongguk leaned forward and caught Taehyung's lips in a sweet kiss before pulling away just enough to speak. "I love you, Tae." He giggled and threw the sheets off then, standing nude on the side of the bed and beckoning Taehyung into his arms. "Now let's go to the bathroom so I can clean my cum out of your ass."
Taehyung laughed as he was picked up bridal-style and led away from their messy sheets.
Taehyung takes it back- he'd rather spend his life being carried by his one true love, being hit by the door frame a few times and crying about love.