bloom | BTS

Forgiveness

Jungkook was shocked upon waking up in Taehyung's strong arms. But as memories of the night reentered his mind, he slowly relaxed. Taehyung understood everything. For the first time in weeks, Jungkook felt content happiness swarm his senses.

Even though he was relieved and happy, heat flared in his cheeks as he really, fully realized his position. Sometime in the night, he had turned away from Taehyung. He was now being spooned by the dominant, his ass pressed directly on top of the other's crotch.

He wanted to move, but Jungkook had read enough fan fictions to realize that nothing good could come from trying to wiggle away. He did not want to potentially raise something that he really wanted to remain 'asleep'.

That, and the fact that he was honestly scared of ruining whatever it was that was going on between him and his snoozing hyung.

Instead, Jungkook decided to just lie still until Taehyung woke up. He was aware that it could potentially be hours until then, seeing as though he had awoken Taehyung in the middle of the night and cried heavily for nearly an hour. But I'm willing to make this sacrifice.

Unfortunately for Jungkook, Taehyung stirred awake only 15 minutes later. "Good morning, have you been awake long?" Taehyung released the boy from his grip as he stretched and yawned. Jungkook nearly pouted at the loss of contact.

"I've only been up for a couple minutes, hyung." He was now sitting cross-legged at the foot of the bed as Tae sat at the head. "I just wanted to say, um, th-thanks for helping me last night. And I'm sorry for waking you up."

Tae gave a blinding boxy grin and suddenly yanked Jungkook onto his lap, the younger's back pressed to his chest. His arms loosely wrapped around Jungkook's waist as he rested his chin on the maknae's shoulder.

"You don't have to say sorry, baby. I'm sorry you had such a bad nightmare and I didn't wake you from it earlier."

Jungkook whipped around suddenly, resulting in both of their heads colliding. The two boys pulled away, their heads in hands and groaning slightly. Once the initial pain passed, Jungkook looked up sheepishly.

"S-sorry! I didn't mean to! It's just," He huffed. "You shouldn't be apologizing to me. I mean, I was the one who forced you all away from me."

Tae nodded softly, encouraging him to continue.

"I was just so, so s-scared. Male submissives are never successful. They're just o-objects." He inhaled shakily, "And I was so scared that if anyb-body found out, my career would be over. I wouldn't be able to perform, I would t be able to sing, I wouldn't be with you all. I would probably just be c-claimed by some random dominant and be trapped for the rest of my life! You probably d-don't understand, cus' you're not a sub, but it's so hard and so scary! Every dominant has the ability to c-control you, to trap you inside your own skin and just use y-you!"

He choked on a sob. "I'm still scared, Tae! I'm so scared a-all the time! I just want the fear to sto-" Jungkook's words came to a halt as lips crashed onto his.

He gasped at the warmth spreading through his body. His eyes fluttered shut as he came to his senses, leaning further into Taehyung. And that's how they remained, no feverish movements or hasty decisions...

Just two pairs of lips gently moving in sync. Reassuring both dominant and submissive that everything would be okay now.

When Taehyung eventually pulled away, he felt slight panic bubble inside him. He just kissed Jungkook. His band member. Was he okay with it? Was this okay at all? How was he going to explain this to the others?

Before he had much chance to overthink his somewhat rash decisions, Jungkook's lips landed on his again. A small, soft peck.

But to Taehyung, that meant everything.