Pretty Boy | Taekook

Chapter 8

It's Saturday, the day after the basketball team's big match (which they managed to win by a healthy margin, much to Jungkook's delight). Jungkook has been struggling to sit still all day due to his excitement at the knowledge that a wide array of sex toys will be arriving at his front door anytime now.

Ever since he ordered them earlier in the week, he has been impatiently waiting for them to arrive, to the extent that he's turned down all plans with his friends this weekend just so he can sit by his door and wait. Thankfully, his Mum is away on a cooking course this weekend so he can avoid her questioning gaze at seeing her 18-year-old son spend his weekend staring through the peephole of the front door.

It's currently 1 in the afternoon and the estimated delivery time is between 12 and 2 so he's expecting it anytime soon.

When the doorbell rings he's on his feet in a flash, sprinting to the front door and flinging it open in a frenzy. However, much to his shock (and embarrassingly large disappointment), it isn't the delivery man at the other side of the door.

It's actually Kim Taehyung.

Jungkook's eyes are blown wide seeing his best friend standing at his doorway wearing an oversized cream shirt with a selection of string necklaces gracing the space where he's left a few too many buttons undone along with brown wide leg trousers and loafers and a bandana tying back is dark permed hair. He's much more handsome than the mailman he was expecting.

"Oh h-hi" Jungkook stutters, struggling to speak due to his surprise. The more he considers his current situation the more embarrassed he gets.

He makes the mistake of taking in his own outfit which consists of his favourite lazy day top, which unfortunately shrunk in the wash making it skin-tight and practically cropped, matched with a pair of small booty shirts his mum gave him since they were too small for even her. This is the type of outfit he would only wear in the comfort of his own home and was never meant for anyone he knows to see. Jungkook can feel himself go bright red.

"H-hey, I just came round to see what you were up to. Y-you didn't specify the plans you had this weekend, so I-I just assumed it was an excuse to spend the whole time studying so I thought I'd come over to give you a break since I thought you'd be dying of boredom by now and umm... yeah..." Taehyung rambles.

He switches from staring Jungkook down from head to toe, to avoiding any eye contact. He is evidently flustered, if not more flustered than Jungkook, although Jungkook is too busy being embarrassed to notice.

Jungkook doesn't know what to say, this whole situation is so unexpected, but he's grateful that Taehyung has handed him the perfect excuse on a silver platter, which he'll happily roll with to avoid the actual explanation.

"Y-yeah, have been really stressed about work so wanted to take the weekend off from partying and that...". He thinks this is probably the point where you'd invite your guest in, but Jungkook is hesitant since he knows his package is coming anytime soon and he's been waiting all week to get at the contents.

However, his conscience gets the best of him and he knows it would be incredibly rude to turn away a friend that cares enough to check up on him. He moves aside and indicates for Taehyung to come inside, which he proceeds to do muttering a quick "thanks". They mutually avoid each other's eyes.

He leads Taehyung into the living room and motions for him to sit down while he leans over the couch opposite to open the curtains, thinking it can help him to pre-empt when the package will arrive.

Taehyung struggles to keep his eyes off Jungkook's round, perky ass which is barely covered by the tiny shorts he's sporting. As Jungkook reaches over, his shirt rises up higher, showcasing his tiny waist. Taehyung doesn't know how to cope seeing his friend like this, he certainly never expected to see him in an outfit like this... ever.