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Taehyung couldn‘t believe it was finally the day.
The day Jungkook and Taehyung would finally meet for the first time after the trip.
He was right. Yoongi and Jimin finally are a couple now. And he was also right with the condom he originally had brought with him for them but according to the muffled moans coming from the room next to his hostel room, they had figured out their own way.
Taehyung is happy the two lovefools are finally together but it has been a sleepless night for the three of them. He remembers staring at the ceiling, covering his ears with the pillow but internally wishing Jungkook would be with him as well, making him moan the same way.
The sex with Jungkook had been the best he had ever experienced, as he had never cum just by bottoming alone before.
Yet, Taehyung wanted to go slow this time. This was their first official date and he wants to completely focus on Jungkook as a person. He wanted to know it all. Countless nights and days Jungkook had been taking most of his thoughts and daydreams but today he would finally get real answers to all his questions.
Taehyung corrected his black tie one last time, before entering the fancy restaurant. Jungkook had mentioned that he wanted to treat Taehyung as fine as possible but he hadn‘t expected the chosen restaurant to be this fancy. Surely hella expensive. He feels guilt crawling up his stomach but prays Jungkook really knows what he‘s doing with this decision.
After telling the nice woman at the reception the name, she leads him to a nice round table with a white tablecloth and a waiting Jungkook at it. The butterflies in Taehyung's stomach start going crazy. He totally forgot how seeing Jungkook in real life made him feel, made his body react.
Taehyung has never been the type to quickly fall for someone. He surely has dated a few guys but never really felt more than sexual attraction.
Jungkook is the exception. For some reason he makes Taehyung feel all the infamous butterflies everyone is talking about when they talk about love. He wants everything of Jungkook and it drives him insane. Is he really falling in love with a guy he met once? He isn‘t sure but what he is sure about, is that he wants to get to know every side of Jungkook.
Said man beams when he finally spots Taehyung walking towards him, standing up and neatly smoothing his black blazer.
Taehyung bites his lower lip to remind himself to not immediately pounce on him and ride him right here on this table in front of everybody.
“Taehyung, you look enchanting.” The addressed flushes at the compliment, watching the black haired kiss the back of his hand while maintaining eye contact. Taehyung just hopes he isn’t drooling as he reminds himself to keep breathing.
Jungkook leads Taehyung to his side of the table and gestures for Taehyung to take a seat and gracefully maneuvers both him and the chair closer to the table. Everything in his stomach flutters. He has no idea how to keep his promise to not fuck Jungkook today.
"How was your journey?”, inquires Jungkook as he settles back into his chair.
“It was seamless, thank you.” Taehyung shyly accepts the menu card from the waitress, and as he looks back at Jungkook, he notices that his eyes remain fixed on him with a keen gaze.
When the waitress leaves, Jungkook doesn’t waste a second to take Taehyung's hands across the table, gently caressing them with admiration. It makes Taehyung smile, he really must love his hands.
"I'm happy to see you again, you know? I've been eagerly awaiting your return, almost fearing you wouldn't make it back from your trip." Jungkook chuckles softly, making the older almost choke on his own spit.
“Tell me everything about your road trip with your friends.”
Taehyung hadn’t texted Jungkook throughout the entire vacation. He wanted to concentrate on spending time with his friends and himself as he rarely gets time for himself due to a full schedule.
The trip turned out better than expected, despite missing Jungkook's touch most of the time, and so he tells Jungkook everything (except the Jungkook parts) about the journey, getting more comfortable with each sentence.
Jungkook has been listening attentively the whole time, without interrupting, and showing interest by asking further more questions on some parts. Taehyung finishes just in time when their food arrives and it looks like it’s almost painful to Jungkook to let go of Taehyung's hands.
It has gotten darker so a waiter turns the candle between them on the table on and leaves with a last bow. Taehyung shudders at the sudden romantic atmosphere. Jungkook looks so beautiful, the candle light flickering in his dark eyes, his hair neatly combed to the side. The upper two buttons of his black shirt are unbuttoned and overall Taehyung loves the all black look on him. Even his piercings are black this time.
Flashbacks run through his head, heated kisses, Taehyung nibbling on the silver lip piercing, the cold feeling of it on his hot lips. Taehyung had to adjust his seating position to hide the growing tent in his pants. Internally, he sighs. This ‘no sex’ rule would go harder than expected.
Taehyung himself went for the classy look; black pants, blazer and tie and a white shirt. After seeing Jungkook he felt a little underdressed but the way Jungkook had looked at him the entire time, he started feeling confident in his outfit.
The two keep talking throughout the dinner. Taehyung is surprised at how natural their conversation feels and especially how it keeps dancing on a thin line between lust and love. Everytime Jungkook showers him with compliments, Taehyung knows it’s all romantically and that Jungkook genuenly is interested in him as a person but at the same time he feels the lustrous sparks with each gaze and word.
The time they finish, it is safe to say that Taehyung is horny as hell. And so is Jungkook. Nonetheless, noone seems to make a move towards the spicy direction.
Thank lord because Taehyung wouldn’t be able to resist him any minute longer. He needed to stay focused, to stay strong. But how was he supposed to do that when his knees obediently started wobbling to get on all fours and bark just under Jungkooks hungry stare- despite having eaten properly.
The two decide to take a one hour walk because, first, to help digestion and, second, they weren’t done talking. They were just too obsessed listening to each other to end the night.
They stop at Jungkook's motorcycle, silently looking at each other. Jungkook gently strokes a blonde strand out of Taehyung's face when said shyly lowers his gaze.
“Allow me to bring you home safely.”
Jungkook lifts Taehyung's head by his chin with two fingers, earning a surprised look. In his lower abdomen it started to tingle and the bulge that had been growing throughout the evening grew even harder.
Stay strong, Taehyung, he reminds himself.
Yet, his body disobeys and quickly nods. Both Jungkook and his cock seem pleased by the response.
Jungkook gives Taehyung his biker jacket because it is safe incase they crash and fall and warmer overall, plus a second helmet. When Taehyung gets on the vehicle, he shyly wraps his arms around Jungkook’s slim waist, and slides close to his back. Taehyung's heart drops when his boner directly presses at Jungkook's butt, making him want to slap himself for forgetting his /situation/ because these are definitely not the hints he wants to give Jungkook tonight. He could swear hearing Jungkook chuckle quietly at it, relieved that he can’t look directly into his crimson red face at the moment.
The ride to Taehyung’s place takes 15 minutes. Enough time to calm down from the embarrassment but also enough time to fantasize about all the things Jungkook could do with him. It gets to the point where his bulge grows so big, he is sure Jungkook could feel it all at this point.
When they get down and take their helmets off, they silently look at each other again. But this time it is a different silence. Before it has been a ‘I’m sad the evening has come to an end’ look, but now it is a ‘If you don’t run by three I will fuck you right on the spot.’ and Taehyung lets the seconds pass, their hearts pounding painfully in their chests, making their blood flush loudly in their ears.
One….Two…Three…
“Do you wanna come upstai-“
“Yes.”
Taehyung bites his cheeks. His brain isn’t working properly anymore.
The blonde opens the door, letting Jungkook enter the dark corridor. The moment Taehyung follows and closes the door behind him, he immediately gets pressed against said door, feeling hungry lips on his.
Taehyung sighs deeply into the kiss, letting the keys drop to use his now free hands for better; to let them wander through Jungkook's soft hair. Oh, how good it feels to finally feel him in his hands, on his body.
Maybe Taehyung will allow kissing tonight. He wouldn’t break his plan with that, right?
Jungkooks pants, tightly grabbing Taehyung by his waist, planting rough kisses on his lips. Taehyung's head starts spinning when Jungkook's tongue suddenly enters his mouth without asking, but hell, he doesn’t have to ask. He wouldn’t be able to say no nonetheless.
Jungkooks tongue technique makes Taehyung tighten the grip in Jungkook's hair, which unexpectedly earns him a deep breathy moan right into his mouth and Jungkook pressing his hard boner against Taehyungs.
Feeling the effect he has on Jungkook on his own erection, makes his head spin and reciprocate the moan.
“Fuck, I really thought you wouldn’t let me fuck you tonight”, Jungkook growls, breathing heavy between their kisses as he starts exploring Taehyungs neck with his lips.
“To be honest…that was the plan.” Taehyung breathes back, his eyes closed at the pleasant feeling, the back of his head leaned at the door. Jungkook freezes for a moment, before he starts teasingly biting into the soft skin of his collarbone, rubbing his erection against Taehyungs. “Is that still your plan?”
“Hell no…I’m so ready to throw it overboard.”
Taehyung can’t even count the countless nights where he had touched himself, imagining Jungkook being the one instead of himself. He can’t imagine waiting any minute longer not being touched by the beautiful man in front of him.
“Correct answer. I will treat you for that tonight.” Jungkook grins as he loosens Taehyung's tie, starting to unbutton the shirt. “I will make you feel so good tonight, pretty boy. My pretty boy.”
Taehyung almost cums at being called Jungkooks. Today he had learned that Jungkook is the younger one of them but he still loves being called in a way that makes him appear younger.
When Taehyung's shirt is completely unbuttoned, Jungkook pulls him by the loose tie, walking backwards. “Show me your bedroom.”
Taehyung leads them to the bed, the excitement collecting in his tummy. Jungkook gets rid of his Blazer, followed by Taehyungs Blazer and shirt.
“The tie is staying on”, Jungkook demands and pulls him into a kiss with the tie. The kiss gets wet and messy. Taehyung's head has stopped working moments ago as they stumble against Taehyung's sideboard.
Jungkook's hands wander down, grabbing him by the tights to lift him up and put him up on the surface. Taehyung squeaks at the sudden action but immediately spreads his legs open to allow the younger to get closer again.
The blonde dares to start unbuttoning Jungkook's shirt as well, but gets stopped mid action. Jungkook stops the kiss to shake his head teasingly, making Taehyung pout.
“You said you would treat me.”
Jungkook chuckles, pecking the pout away. “That is true, but I will only treat you with one thing. If you undress me, you will redeem that privilege.”
“Does that mean I can choose?” The blondes’ eyes widen.
“Anything you desire, pretty boy.” Jungkook starts working his way down to Taehyung's chest, caressing his sensitive nipples.
He sighs into the feeling, his head dropping to the back, his hands digging into Jungkook's shoulders.
“I don’t….know what I want…All I know is that… I want to get rid of your clothes.” The older pants in between the kisses and nibbles. They just feel so good, he barely can form a former sentence.
“Then your wish will be granted.”
Taehyung watches Jungkook undress his top with hungry eyes, throwing the shirt mindlessly away. Jungkook allows him to admire his trained upper body, gulping at the sight of the tattooed skin, before he gets back to Taehyung's nipples.
“But I have good news for you.” Jungkook adds, humming against the wet skin. “You can earn more rewards by being a good boy.”
The blonde nods quickly, his cheeks all flushed, eyes closed in pleasure. “I will be a good boy.”
Jungkook works his way down to Taehyung's stomach, paving a wet path of kisses. He lifts him from the wooden sideboard by the butt cheeks, putting him down to the floor to open the elders pants. Just like last time, Taehyung's boxers follow his pants to the floor right after, leaving him completely naked in front of his crush. Well, he is still wearing his tie, nonetheless it doesn’t let him cold the way Jungkook greedily scans his body. He enjoys how the younger makes him feel; appreciated, attractive, precious like a jewel.
Jungkook’s eyes drink him in with shameless desire, making Taehyung feel like the most attractive person in the world. His gaze roams over his exposed form, taking in every contour and line as he gets rid of his own pants and underwear. Taehyung feels a little self-conscious, yet Jungkook’s hungry stare has him squirming.
Jungkook lets out a low, husky chuckle, his eyes darkening with desire as he takes in the sight of Taehyung's naked form. His gaze slowly travels up and down, taking in every inch of the older man's body, before finally settling on his face. "You're so beautiful," he breathes, his voice low and raspy.
He steps closer, his hands roaming over Taehyung's skin, his touch gentle yet possessive. His fingers graze over the sharp jutting of Taehyung's hip bones, tracing small circles over the smooth flesh.
Jungkook's eyes never leave Taehyung's face as he moves closer, his own body pressing up against the blonde's. He can feel the heat between them, the energy that crackles in the air like a livewire. His hands continue to roam over Taehyung's body, caressing and exploring the planes and ridges of his muscles, the dips and curves of his skin.
His lips find the curve of Taehyung's neck, nipping and sucking at the flesh there, his tongue dancing over the skin, leaving a trail of wetness. He moves down, his lips tracing a slow path over Taehyung's collarbone, down to his chest again as he starts pushing him backwards towards the bed.
As he traps Taehyung in his embrace after pushing him down on the bed, his body following closely behind, his lips find Taehyung's once more, his kiss hungry and demanding. He doesn't waste time in exploring Taehyung's mouth with his tongue, tasting him, devouring him.
Taehyung wraps his legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer, yearning for his warmth, the feeling of Jungkook inside him.
“Jungkook, please…I need you.”
Jungkook groans as Taehyung's legs wrap around him, his body responding in a rush of heat to the elder's need. The sound of his name on Taehyung's lips is like a drug, addictive and maddening, and it only heightens the yearning he feels in his gut.
"God, you have no idea how much I have been wanting you like this," he growls, his voice low and rough. He leans down, his lips brushing against Taehyung's ear, his breath hot against his skin. "The countless nights I have been imagining you moaning under me like this…"
He shifts his body, grinding his hips against Taehyung's, as he kisses down the side of his neck, sucking and biting at the skin, leaving small red marks in his wake. He moves his lips to Taehyung's ear, nipping at the lobe before whispering into his ear. "Tell me what you want," he says, his voice a low, sultry whisper. "I'll give you anything. Just tell me what you want. You have been good long enough."
Taehyung whines under his touch. “Please, just…just fuck me already. I missed feeling you inside me.”
Jungkook chuckles lowly, searching for lube in a drawer of the nightstand, before wetening his fingers with it. Taehyung's body squirms in anticipation as he feels Jungkook's hand slowly wander to his butt, while maintaining eye contact.
“So good…” Jungkook's words are a deep, sensual rumble as he watches Taehyung squirm and writhe beneath him, feeling how his words have stirred him up. To reward him, he lets a linger slide inside him, making Taehyung gasp in surprise at the sudden stretch.
“Hmm…so tight for me,” he purrs, gently fingering the blonde, stretching him with each finger added. Taehyung buckles his hips. He can’t decide whether he should lean his butt into his touch or thrust his hips against Jungkooks.
As he wiggles under Jungkook's predatory gaze, he smirks proudly.
“Alright, you have earned yourself a wish. Tell me…what do you want me to do?”
Taehyung tries to catch his breath a bit, pondering about his question but he instinctively knows what he wants.
“Your touch…I want your touch…please.” He whines as he buckles his hips against him.
Jungkook's gaze darkens lustfully as he processes Taehyung's words, the raw, vulnerable need in his voice sending a shiver down his spine. He leans down, his body covering Taehyung's, his lips hovering just above his ear.
"Where do you want me to touch you, baby? Tell me."
Taehyung squirms beneath him, the feel of his warm breath against his skin sending shivers down his spine. He lets out a small whimper, the sound barely audible.
"Anywhere...Just-just touch me, please."
Jungkooks heart thumps heavily in his chest at Taehyung's words, his desire for the elder heightened by his need and desperation. He leans down, his body hovering over Taehyung's, their faces inches apart.
"Anywhere, hm? You want me to touch you..." Jungkooks free hand wanders to Taehyung’s cock, wrapping his entire big hand around his length. “Here for example?”
Taehyung lets out a strangled moan, his body arching into Jungkook's touch. His hands scramble desperately for purchase, finding it in the crisp white bedsheets.
"P-please…yes, please," he gasps out, his voice a shaky whisper.
Jungkook chuckles, the sound low and seductive.
"Please what, Taehyung? You need to use your words, baby." He grips him a bit harder around his cock, his touch firm and demanding.
His words have the desired effect - Taehyung's eyes flutter shut, his head tilting back as he lets out a low, guttural moan. He gasps for breath, his body shuddering under Jungkook's touch.
"Please touch me there….like that."
He swallows hard, trying to gather his thoughts. It's like every touch from Jungkook sets his body on fire, leaving him craving more.
But this is all Jungkook wanted to hear, so he starts pumping him slowly with one hand and continues stretching him with his other, making a moaning mess out of Taehyung. His eyes roll back, back arching off the bed as the pleasure washes over him like waves.
The younger speeds up a bit, his wrist twisting in a way that makes Taehyung's toes curl. He leans down, his lips finding the elder's neck as he kisses and sucks at the skin there, marking him as his.
"You're so beautiful like this, you know that? So pretty and all mine, aren’t you, baby?”
Taehyung nods, his head falling back against the mattress, his chest heaving as moans and gasps are being forced out of his lungs. Jungkook has him completely under his mercy, a willing puppet for the younger to play with, and it sets his body on fire, heat gathering in his belly at the thought of being completely at Jungkook's mercy.
"Y-yours," he gasps, the word coming out like a prayer.
Jungkook’s hand starts pumping him faster, harder, his fingers plunging in and out, twisting and turning inside him, driving Taehyung to the edge of ecstasy.
“Jungkook….I…I can’t hold back any longer.”
Jungkook grins at the words, the sound of his name on Taehyung's lips making his own body tingle. He loves how responsive the blonde is, how he can make him feel just with his touch. It fills him with a sense of power, a sense of ownership that makes him dizzy.
"Let go, baby," he growls, his voice a low rumble against Taehyung's ear. "Let me see you come undone.”
He increases the pace of both his hands, determined to push Taehyung over the edge, his fingers hitting all the right spots inside. He captures Taehyung's lips with his own, swallowing the elder's moans in a heated kiss. His body is on fire, his senses heightened by just the taste of him. Every touch, every movement, every sound that comes out of the elder's lips drives him to the brink of insanity.
And with that, Taehyung feels himself falling apart, a wave of pleasure rushing through his entire body as his orgasm washes over him, swallowing him whole. He loses all sense of time and space and the only thing that crosses his blank mind is Jungkook's name as he moans it loudly at his high, digging his fingernails deep into his flesh.
Jungkook holds him through it, his one hand pumping out the orgasm from both sides, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's face. He watches in awe as the elder unravels beneath him, the sound of his name like music to his ears. It makes his heart thump heavily in his chest, the feeling possessive and intense.
"God, you're so beautiful like this," he breathes, his voice a low, raspy whisper. " "So beautiful coming like this, just for me."
He leans down, his body covering the elder's, his hands now roaming over his chest, down his sides, his touch gentle and soothing. He kisses his temple, his forehead, his cheeks, leaving a trail of small kisses in his wake, as he lets him come down from his high.
"You did so good for me," he whispers against his skin, his breath hot and damp against Taehyung’s ear. "So damn good, baby. You're so perfect."
Taehyung can feel Jungkook's own hardness pressing against his thigh and he feels the urge to make Jungkook feel just as good as he did make him feel good. So he takes his own hand to wrap it around Jungkook’s length.
Jungkook lets out a low, guttural moan as soon as he feels Taehyung's hand on him, his eyes fluttering shut as a shudder runs through his body. The elder's touch on his sensitive skin is like a jolt of electricity, sending sparks of pleasure through his veins.
"Tae," he gasps, his voice low and choked. "F-Fuck”
“I wanna make you feel good too.” Taehyung whispers hoarsely.
Jungkook can feel his body tensing, his hips involuntarily bucking down into Taehyung's hand as the elder's touch lights up his skin like a fire. It's too much, the pleasure too intense, and it makes his mind spin and his heart pound in his chest like a drum.
The blonde takes that as a sign to continue, pump him in different speeds and pressures.
"Fuck, Tae," he growls, his voice laced with need. He pulls out of his touch, standing up to flip Taehyung on his stomach.
Taehyung lets out a gasp as Jungkook flips him over onto his stomach, his body reacting on instinct as he feels the younger's hands on him. He can feel the bed dip as Jungkook positions himself behind him, his body pressing up against his own.
Without thinking, he holds his butt up for him to reach it better. His hands grab at the bed sheets, fisting them as he waits for Jungkook's next move. He can feel the younger's breath hot against his neck, his own heart thumping like drums in his chest, anticipation thrumming through his veins like fire.
He knows he has driven Jungkook to the edge of his patience and he was already hard again, waiting for the feeling of him inside him.
“Please…” Taehyung begs and presses his butt against Jungkook's middle. “I need you.”
Jungkook doesn’t plan on waiting any longer, his lust fogging his brain, so he adds a generous amount of lube on his cock, spreads Taehyungs buttcheeks and slowly pushes inside him, making them both moan in unison.
Jungkook lets out a long, low moan, the sound rough and guttural like rumbling thunder. The feel of Taehyung around him is like nothing else, the sound of him whining in anticipation driving him crazy.
He starts moving, slowly, trying to control himself to not destroy him from the inside immediately. He can feel Taehyung's body arching beneath him, his spine curving like a bow as he lets out a string of small, broken moans. The sound alone is driving Jungkook insane, his mind foggy and overwhelmed by the need to give Taehyung pleasure and chase his own. He grabs his hips tightly, his fingers digging into his skin as he starts to speed up a bit.
His body is on fire, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest as every sense is heightened, the pleasure almost painful as it washes over him like a wave. He can feel every sound Taehyung makes, every gasp, every whine, every moan, and it's like they're being burned into his very soul.
He leans down, his chest pressed against Taehyung's back, his lips at the elder's ear, his voice a low, choked whisper.
"You feel so good, baby," he gasps, the words ragged and broken. "So damn good"
Taehyung whines in response, feeling himself getting closer again. Jungkooks trusts become faster and harder, chasing his own high and the pleasure caused by the feelings Taehyung was giving him.
Taehyung's broken moans and gasps are like gasoline to the fire inside him.
The heat between them is intense, the sound of their bodies slamming together filling the room like a dirge. Every touch, every moan, every gasp drives him closer to the edge, the fire burning brighter with every second that passes.
“I-I’m going to cum again.” Taehyung almost screams between his moans.
Jungkook grips Taehyung's hips harder, his fingers digging into his skin hard enough to leave marks, his breath hot and damp against the elder's neck as he hears the words.
"Me too, baby," he gasps, the words a low, rough rumble. "Come for me, let it all go.”
He leans down, his lips against Taehyung's ear as he moves his hips in slow, deliberate circles.
"Come on, baby," he gasps, his own voice shaky and gruff. "Let me see you fall apart.”
He can feel Taehyung trembling beneath him, the elder's body taut like a rope, on the brink of snapping. He wants to see him come undone, to feel him fall over the edge and completely give himself to him.
Taehyung is a moaning mess, his head dizzy and all he can think of is to release the pressure inside him, giving him completely to Jungkook.
Jungkook feels Taehyung falling apart beneath him, his body shuddering, his breaths coming out in shaky gasps and moans. He can feel the elder giving himself over completely, surrendering to his touches, his body, his need. It's like a drug, the feeling of Taehyung coming undone, as he comes a second time.
Jungkook lets out a long, low moan, the sound deep and guttural as he feels Taehyung clenching around him. The sensation sending him over the edge shortly after. It washes over him like a wave, the pleasure intense and overwhelming, completely knocking the air out of his lungs. He feels like he's on fire, the heat coursing through his veins like a flood, leaving him breathless.
His entire body trembles in the aftermath, his breaths coming out in small gasps as he tries to gather his bearings. He collapses against Taehyung's back, his arms wrapping around the elder's chest like a vice as he tries to find his voice.
He buries his face into the crook of Taehyung's neck, his lips brushing against his skin as he tries to find the words.
"Fuck...that was..."
“…Perfect.” Taehyung finishes for him.
Jungkook pulls out and Taehyung turns around to face him completely now.
“I’ve missed this.”
Jungkook's heart thumps heavily in his chest at Taehyung's words. The honesty in them hits him hard, stirring something deep inside him. He reaches out, running his fingers softly through Taehyung's hair.
"Yeah...me too," he says quietly, a soft smile spreading on his lips.
He pulls Taehyung closer to him, wrapping his arms around him possessively, his lips finding the elder's temple. He stays like this for a moment, just holding him close, relishing in the feeling of the elder's body against his own.
After a while of comfortable silence and cuddling, Taehyung finds his voice back.
“Jungkook…I…I originally didn’t plan on sleeping with you today…because…I was afraid it might lead us in the wrong direction.”
Jungkook's heart sinks in his chest at Taehyung's words, a sense of unease settling in the pit of his stomach. He tightens his arms around the elder, pulling him closer, as if trying to keep him from pulling away.
"What do you mean...?" he asks, his voice soft and hesitant.
Taehyung bites his lip nervously.
“I…I didn’t want to make the impression that I only want you for you body, and the other way around. I…I truly am interesting in you as a person and I wanna date you to get to know you…”
Jungkook's heart melts at Taehyung's words. The elder's sincerity and vulnerability is almost too much to handle, stirring an unexpected flood of emotions inside him.
He cups Taehyung's face in his hands, forcing the elder to look at him, his gaze intense and serious.
"Tae...we don't have to worry about that. I...I genuinely want to date you too. I want to get to know you…It is just…so hard to resist you, as you are a literal delicate snack."
He brushes his thumb gently over Taehyung's cheekbone when said chuckles, Jungkooks touch gentle and caring.
"I want more than just physical attraction between us. I want everything with you."
Taehyung sighs content into his touch “Will we ever have a date that doesnt end with sex?”
Jungkook chuckles softly at Taehyung's question, a smile playing on his lips. He shakes his head playfully, his gaze warm and adoring.
"I don't know if that is even possible," he admits, his tone light and teasing. "You're just too tempting."
He leans in, his nose nuzzling against the elder's, his voice dropping to a low whisper.
"But I promise to try my best."
Taehyung laughs softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners, his heart fluttering at Jungkook's words. He wraps his arms around the younger, pulling him closer, his body melting against his.
"You better" he teases, his voice low and playful.
Jungkook smiles warmly at him, his own heart swelling with affection and warmth. He buries his face in the crook of Taehyung's neck, his lips gently brushing against his skin.
"I will."
They remain like that for a moment, wrapped in each other's arms, lost in the moment.
With their limbs tangled and their hearts beating in tandem, they fall into a comfortable silence, their breaths mingling together as they bask in each other's presence. Jungkook runs his fingers gently through Taehyung's hair, a soothing and affectionate gesture, while Taehyung traces lazy patterns on the younger's back, his touch gentle and reverent.
As they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside seems to melt away, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of warmth and contentment.