18: 'their' 'our'

                                    

                                          
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Jeongguk wakes up to sudden buzzing in his right pocket. His hand grazes above his vibrating cell with countless dings as he pulls it out, it's four in the evening. 
Before he can check the phone, suddenly he realises that he wasn't alone in the room and his head shoots up, gaze roams the room in search of the said person and lands on the bed. 
He sees, taehyung has completely rolled himself up in the blankets. He looks like a little cocoon bunched up like that. The tuff of his hair and nose peeks through the blankets and jeongguk just smiles.
He's a little cold himself due to passing out on the couch without any blanket to cover. As he sits right up his usual Pandiculation process starts with some yawning and stretching but when he bends his neck in certain way, it hurts. His hands reaches to massage his nape right where it hurts. 
He must've slept the wrong way, he thinks.
Countering his pain by massaging the sprained area while he finally checks his phone, too many messages from his friends and giggles he could practically hear through Jimin's colorful use of emojis in the back of his mind, is all he can read in through a glance. 
And the way they all are dropping double meaning jokes totally inspired by jin's very original-direct-very-singled-meaning non veg dad joke if that makes any sense. Jeongguk sighs for the nth time now. 
Everyone thinks at this point that they have had sex by now. 
Now he isn't some kind of an overly sex driven aggressive animal, who only lives for popping up his boner everytime he gets the chance to. Besides, marrying someone doesn't gives you a sudden kind of a License to have sex or a free body of your spouse's to use in any perverted carnal way but the society thinks the otherwise. Take Instance, his friends. 
They all think that it's too easy to get intimate with someone you don't even know fully. See, the thing is, if taehyung was one of those flings from the college parties he had in the states or one of his very few dates or fuck, even if was some stranger he can see in that light he'd have totally gone for it.
It also isn't that taehyung doesn't have that in him. He would be a big liar if he says that taehyung isn't his type or attractive, damn he's the very epitome of jeongguk's all wild wet dreams in one body. 
But the thing is taehyung is none of those mentioned above and neither is any less in looks, everyone knows the obvious. But, Taehyung is. . . Is his husband. As cheesy as it seems, he's supposed to be his other half with whom jeongguk is bound to be intimate in every way but he doesn't feel-no. He doesn't want to feel that way about him. 
It feels wrong to want him in any way that he knows taehyung would be uncomfortable with. Hell, with all that had happened, jeongguk just wants to protect him and touching him without his consent when he wants to break every filthy hand that had once tried to dare so, it's contradicting and it feels so so wrong to him. 
So if he understands that how wrong it is then why. . . If not his friends who don't know shit but jin, who knows everything, why he doesn't?
Why he expects to happen something between them so soon even if he knows the surface of their relation is like walking on egg shells, if you'll run it'll break. 
And he doesn't want to break taehyung.
He just wants everyone to stop teasing for once because he doesn't know how he'll response to them and he's not talking to jin politely until he stops. He's definitely showing him his displeasure for sure. 
Which is why he's is on his phone. 
He trusts Jin to understand his predicament. Although he knows, from horrible firsthand experience that jin have no problem in ignoring his plea at first, but he'll come around eventually, jeongguk knows.