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Both men lie dreamily on the bed. Their faces are turned towards each other so that the tips of their noses touch, and they can feel each other's warm breath. Their legs are intertwined while their hands wander gently over each other's bodies. With one hand, Jungkook fondles Taehyung's head, and every now and then, he gives him a kiss on the forehead, on the cheek, or on his tender lips.
"You are so beautiful," Jungkook whispers softly.
He watches him with a smile on his face while Taehyung can't stop grinning. He has his eyes closed to block out the fact that he still can't see Jungkook. This way, he can better perceive his senses, feeling even closer to him.
"Those were the first words you said to me," Taehyung replies, chuckling.
"True, now that you mention it."
"I wish I could say the same about you, but that would be a lie."
Both are laughing.
"Got it."
"Although...that's not entirely true. Your voice is beautiful, and I love your smell. Not just your shower gel, but YOUR smell. Not to mention your soft skin and your hot body. My sense of touch and imagination are big enough to get a picture of that."
"Stop making me shy-"
Taehyung places his index finger on Jungkook's lips so he can't continue speaking. He brushes his fingers over his mouth, then places his entire palm on Jungkook's cheek. He brings it to his forehead, then further down over his closed eyes, nose, and back to his lips.
"I want to see you, Jungkook."
"You will. One day you'll see me, I promise."
Jungkook takes Taehyung's hand, kissing it fondly.
"Don't promise something you can't keep."
"Then I want to promise you something else."
"What is it?"
"I promise you that I'll always come back to you."
"That's a wonderful promise, but you can't keep that either."
"Believe me, I can."
Jungkook seals the promise with a heartfelt kiss - hot and passionate. Taehyung returns it, embracing Jungkook's mouth with his lips and slowly sliding his moist tongue into the warm mouth. In doing so, he forgets what made him think that what they have won't last forever.
A tear runs down his cheek as Jungkook turns him onto his back and lays his entire body on top of him. Taehyung slides his fingers over Jungkook's hair, caressing his bare back with his other hand. He tastes nothing but him, he feels nothing but him, he smells nothing but him, and he wants no one but him. This is what happiness must feel like - this is what love is supposed to be.
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Instead of waking up with a smile, Jungkook watches the white ceiling with a blank look. His heart's still pounding, but this time it's accompanied by an unpleasant feeling - nervousness. It's as if he has a premonition that something terrible is about to happen. Trying to sort out his thoughts, he sits up and then runs his hands over his tousled hair. The uneasy gut feeling churns him up, racking his brain. What could it mean?
He should be happy after spending the night together with Taehyung. Now he finally knows that he returns his feelings. Last night was the most beautiful night in his life, and yet he lost his smile. Why can't he shake off the feeling that he has put Taehyung in danger? The king's bodyguard disobeyed the rules, sleeping with an intruder. He risked everything for him, and it drives Jungkook crazy that now he doesn't know what will happen to Taehyung.
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Warrior of my Dreams ✓
FanfictionJungkook keeps dreaming of the same place where the same man appears over and over again. But why does he start to miss this young warrior as soon as he wakes up? And what happens when their worlds, dream and reality, gradually begin to merge? Cover...