Taekook|| One-shots ✔

•Kiss me again•

[...] – 3rd p.o.v
[Jungkook] / [Taehyung] — first p.o.v
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Looking up at the sky, which was decorated with stars, scintillating in the dark, he sighed heavily, wettening his lips with his tongue, running it over the slightly chapped skin of his delicate lips. His eyes sparkled for a second but not because of the reflections in them but because of the tears that were dwelling to spill. The music in the background was loud, echoing in his mind as well as ringing in his ears. A soft dainty chuckle left the raven's lips as he leaned his head in his hand, massaging his temple as he once again looks up with regret. Alcohol might have been the reason for the thoughts that ran through his treacherous mind, but maybe it was the fact he was so sober, so much so, that he just couldn't forget.

[Jungkook]

"I remember when I first fell in love with you. The way you sat so silently, looking outside. Your onyx coloured eyes only focusing on what was beyond the window that stood before you. You head leaned on your hand as you let your arm carry your slouching body. The sun kissed you tanned skin with nothing more but bliss, showing of your divine features. From your sharp jaw, to your perfect shaped eyes. Oh, how could I forget that simple smile that reached your eyes, sending out nothing but comfort and warmth. The way you would crack up and your mouth would form a box, showing of your glistening white teeth.

But maybe it was the eyes that I paid more attention to. The way they would reflect every emotion with so much strength, you could feel shivers running up your spine. And your touches? Well, the way your skin felt against mine was such a burning sensation, dripping with so much passion. How I loved when you ran circles around my waist, gripping me tightly as you held me in your embrace. The way your gaze fell on me with such warmth and the way I could feel so at home.

God, I loved those days in the winter, when the fire in the fireplace was the only source of warmth and you gave me your sweater, cuddling me under the blanket as you held me tightly, whispering nothing but sweet words that still haunt me to this day. I loved those words you always spoke, from that cheesy nickname to those odd pick up lines that I surpsingly did not mind. And did I mention the way I felt at peace? The way my mind would stop worrying and the way my body relaxed as soon as I laid my eyes on you? But, god, one thing I hated the most was our deceiving fights that would tear us apart, however it never ended up in a break up.

Well, that is until I betrayed your trust. Prickled it with lies as I felt I was not good enough. Distance came inbetween us and suddenly, it felt awkward. For as you thought the lies I kept were nothing but the reflection of my disloyalty and your distrust. But my lies were never meant to hurt you. How could I have known how deep the wound had gone into your fragile soule and then; you no longer held me with so much warmth. You didn't even hold me at all, and an hour turned into two and two turned into three, until weeks and then months of this uncomfortable journey passed. But; how could I have told you that you had failed to protect that dainty little smile I once held. You called me a cheater, a liar, but I never once thought of such things. No, instead I lied cold in dark alley surrounded with thieves.

They didn't just steal my soul, they stole my trust, my love towards myself, but most of all they stole all the faith I had left in you. I didn't mean for forgein hands to be touching my skin, burning me and dirtying every inch of my once so held sacred body. And then; one day it was enough and we broke up and so years passed by, but leaving me was for you to decide.

However, I still remember the way my heart would skip a beat as if it were a melody. The way it hammered in my chest and played in my head. The way my cheeks would heat up, simply with a little blush and the way a smile would form as I felt nothing but nervousness gripping through me. I remember each and every moment of every little deed, of every sweet moment we shared. But, what I remember most was the times we kissed.

The first time being an utter miss, two unexperienced teenagers playing with themselves, who had a hard time loving themselves. But then they found comfort in each other a certain warmth that prickled their skins and then not one heart was beating fast but two. And then; then, there was our last. The last time we ever kissed, it had no sign of bliss. It held much more emotions of hurt and pain, confusion and sorrow. It told another story all together. But; that is not what bothers me the most this dreadful night, what makes me wonder about you every night. Because If I saw you again, I might have told you the story, the story of a simple boy heading home on a dreading and tireing night, home to see his boyfriend once again. If I saw you again, I might have told you how much I truly loved you.

What makes a huge difference now; is probably the way I view life. The way I feel open to tell you now, although you no longer stand at my side. But if I saw you again, would you mind? Mind the treacherous hands that had touched my skin but weren't yours? The way I felt like nothing but dirt? But the most prominent question I hold, would probably be none of such things. But simply a 'would you kiss me again'?"

"I would—"

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Had he said that out loud? The raven's breath hitched as he turned around, his eyes widend as he saw someone he had not seen in years with nothing but tears in their eyes.

[Taehyung]

"God, I'd kiss you again, no matter who had touched your delicate skin. I'd hold you and protect you once again. I'd kiss behind your ears as I whisper sweet words, letting my heart skip at your every word. I'd never let you go and I'd stare deep into your ocean deep eyes as I'd look in them to see the galaxy in there reside and look at you to see the sun, shining ever so bright. God, I would just take you, until morning's daylight, worship your every inch as that is what you deserve. I would look past our unspoken truths, the so called 'lies' as I would grip your waist and once again call you mine. Because with years passing by, my heart still screams mine, it longs for you as does my mind. Sometimes I wander if you ever grow tired because you're running through my mind because I failed to notice the small little signs.

The way I had failed to protect you that one time, the way you'd flinch at the slightest touch and the slightest bite. The thing was that night when you came home late, I saw the way you had lost your prominent face. The way you looked like a deep empty void, but I didn't kniw how to voice out my voice. I remember flowing at the simpel gesture of flinching away when I went your away, you just immediately retaliated. God, I was such a young fool, thinking it was you. I had not missed those burning hickeys that lingered your neck and that is when I saw red. I drowned myself in this despicable dispute, letting nothing but alcohol take my place, playing me for the fool. And; when I faced you again, I swore I didn't see any trauma then. But the damage had been done and it took me weeks after the break up to even realise, the small void and the monotone in your once so happy voice.

You wouldn't eat nor sleep and it worried me. So, when I finally tried to confront you, we ended up in a heated argument, you screamed at me and I finally let you go. But, god, I just wished I had not went so low. I called you out for cheating and you took every blow, and then I had to hear some people speaking about you being a lovely figure to digest but by the time I had understood what they meant, you had left. And; I searched for years, blaming myself for this stupid distress. Because god I still love your every inch, even that small spiteful look you give me, when I steal your favourite drink. I always told you it was just Banana milk, but you would never listen to me and simply bite me as if I was some kind of fresh meat.

So, when you ask me if I would kiss you again? I would tell you, I would because I would do anything to do this relationship over again. Forgive me for not being able to protect, for not being able to read the signs, for not being able to connect. But remember my love, I have and always will love you. And with that, I'll grab you by the waist and yes, I will eat that gorgeous face."

"Then kiss me now-"

"God, I will my love."

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A/N I ehhhh...I don't know what I wrote. I just kind of tried letting go of any sort of thought and just wrote what came to heart. I ehm- I don't know what this is, but I still hope you like this😂😂💜

But can anyone spot the story that they told?