What do we do?

                                    

                                          
The car ride is pretty quiet at first, Taehyung focusing on the road and Jungkook tapping his thigh and feeling slightly jittery.
                          
He plays with his shirt and turns his head to look out the window, biting his lip as an anxious habit.
                          
And the reason he's so anxious is because his mind has suddenly decided to remember all the actions of last night. 
                          
What happened after the party, how he looked at Taehyung. What he said to Taehyung. What he did to him. 
                          
Jungkook's leg taps up and down quicker as his thoughts get deeper, remembering specific details. 
                          
Taehyung hadn't acted any different this morning, however that's because they were in a rush.
                          
Now, they're alone together in this tight car, the air getting thinner and thinner as Jungkook breathing gets heavier.
                          
He side glances to the brown haired boy, who's focused on the road, his hand tightly gripping the steering wheel.
                          
Jungkook's eyes wander, skimming down Taehyung's body til it reaches his crotch. With this hangover, Jungkook can still sense the alcohol in his system, not helping with his private thoughts. 
                          
Jungkook remembers last night, and how he un-zipped the boys jeans, revealing his hard member.
                          
Jungkook remembers wrapping his mouth around Taehyung's member, and sucking harshly while the boy tugged at his hair. He was moaning loudly and he couldn't seem to handle Jungkook's hot, wet-
                          
"Jungkook." Taehyung's hand tightly clutches onto the black haired boys thigh, causing it to stop bouncing up and down.
                          
"Y..yeah?" Jungkook gulps, shifting in his chair as he realizes how deep into his imagination he has gotten.
                          
"Why are you so jittery?" Taehyung asks, keeping one hand on the steering wheel while the other tightens on Jungkook's thigh.
                          
And the brown haired boy tries not to think of Taehyung from last night, because if he does, he might just have a problem down there. Especially when Taehyung is tightly clutching his thigh like that.
                          
"I'm just excited to..get home." 
                          
Taehyung relaxes in his seat a bit, slightly loosening his grip on Jungkook's thigh as he turns his attention back to the road.
                          
"You're that excited?" Taehyung questions.
                          
"I mean..yeah. I haven't been home in a long time. Why? You're not?" Jungkook notices the slightly disappointed look on Taehyung's face.
                          
"Not really. There's nothing special for me at home." Taehyung mutters, his hand tightening on the steering wheel. 
                          
"Don't you miss your parents at least?" Jungkook asks. He's not sure why Taehyung has never talked about missing his parents, even when his dad came to visit they didn't seem to miss each other.
                          
"It's just my dad at home. Divorced. And no, I didn't really miss him." Taehyung says, not looking to Jungkook as he speaks. Jungkook suddenly feels the urge to ask Taehyung why. Ask him why he seems to dislike his dad so much.
                          
However he stops himself when he realizes he shouldn't. He can't.
                          
They aren't that close. Him and Taehyung have never really had a personal conversation. And Jungkook can't just assume the boy will tell him things now, even though Jungkook wishes he would. 
                          
"Taehyung, I have a question." Jungkook says, causing Taehyung to tense up. 
                          
"I'm not answering any questions about family. It's long and boring." Taehyung retorts so quickly, Jungkook flinches.