WRONG PHONE NUMBER ! TK

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baby bat dreams #4eva live

the skies fold another page into the next day, early july humidity slightly sticky in the late hours of the morning. birds tweeting and twittering like their lives depended on it, the covers of the bed strewn all over the place, resulting from nighttime fussing over the heat and kicking each other in the gut (albeit accidentally).

taehyung was cuddling jeongguks ankle and the other leg draped over taehyungs whole body. how they got into this position? they both could not answer that but when they woke up, groggy and discombobulated, they had something to laugh about. eyes heavy and body racking with each snicker and guffaw that teared out of them.

"you're so cute..." jeongguk rasps, squinting his eyes from sleep, hair sticking out in 6 different directions. he lazily smiles at the other, whos hair was just as crazy from all the rolling about in the night. the other groans and slings his leg around jeongguks waist, eventually moving away when it got too hot.

"i feel so sweaty... i need to have a shower or else i'll die." taehyung scratches his head and stretches his arm like a big cat, tiger! and it has jeongguk fighting the urge to coo and say 'big stretch' and pat his head. they both pad off to the shower to basically freeze themselves until it feels good. the younger strips off the bedsheets and puts new ones on, lighter, fresher ones. the july heat will do that to you.

jeongguk dressed in some short jeans shorts and a white cami vest, showing off his flat, soft midriff and thick bare thighs. he put some cute necklaces on because it was sunny and felt that surge of serotonin. his sliders slap against the floor as he pads into the kitchen to find his hyung already finished making breakfast, setting up their plates.

he sidles over to him and plants a great big kiss to his cheek, taehyung holding his waist which he's obsessed with, "you always look so pretty, hm?" he says all hush into his ear, his chin down on jeongguk shoulders as they sway side to side. his scent so fresh, like strawberry muffins. it makes the younger swoon, his heart and stomach, convulse and leap, squeeze and flip. all in that order.

things between them have been better than ever (considering it was like heaven when they first met). jeongguk, in particular, felt very light, unburdened and free as he wasn't under the pressure of his past weighing him down. sure, there was more but they would come out in it's own time. he was finally owning (controlling) his trauma and not letting it control him. and the best thing was, nothing changed; in terms of taehyungs attitude to the other, he didn't over-coddle him sickeningly, never suffocated him. he was just as kind and considerate as he was since the beginning of their journey. and even though it's the bare minimum, jeongguk really appreciates that quality.

"I like looking pretty for you." and hooks his arms around the others neck, pecking his lips. "and thank you for making breakfast, baby." jeongguk kisses the others cheek; he loves giving him kisses, it's his favourite thing to do! then another one on his sweet lips, it's longer and deeper as taehyung lightly pushes the small of koos back so they are closer. bodies smushed against each other. the younger whines into the kiss, falling apart so quickly. like a flame.

they part and hold hands, and are absolutely infatuated with each other. they melt into each other like candle wax, burnt tangerine and sangria, burgundy and amber, wet as hot sex, dripping glossy, waiting to get stamped. love letter, aflame with gasoline.

ding! crumbly, brown wheat toast somersaults up into the air from the toaster, startling the couple and subsequently breaking them up from what was to come. sex, that is. if you didn't already pick that up.

whilst jeongguk is already questioning the existence of said toaster, his man is at the toasts aid, strawberry jamming it up, ready to be absolutely inhaled by taehyung.