SHOOT YOUR SHOT ;; TAEKOOK

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Something was tickling Taehyung's stomach. And his ear. And his throat.

Hmmm...

Fumbling sleepily, Taehyung made a haphazard attempt to shake off the disturbance near his face and bat away the cause of the sensation from his midriff.

Another ear tickle.

And a... laugh?

Taehyung stirred, consciousness seeping its way in slowly.

His room, his window, his bed, music still playing, a light breeze wafting through the confines of his personal space, a hand on his tummy...

Taehyung flinched.

"I didn't mean to wake you." Jungkook whispered, kissing the delicate flesh directly behind his ear.

Oh my.

Jungkook's  hand was underneath Taehyung's top, gently stroking the bare skin of his stomach. It was almost soothing enough to lull him back into his slumber.

Lazily Taehyung turned his face towards him, stretching his muscles out and loving how good it felt to exercise them.

Jungkook smiled affectionately down at him, his hand moving from his belly upwards to cup his face, where his thumb lightly moved over his eyebrow, his cheek, his lips.

"Hi," Taehyung croaked groggily.

His head bent down towards him, his lips delicately touching the other's. "Hi."

"What time is it?"

"A little after four." Another kiss, his hand held him close to him.

After four, he'd been out for just under an hour.

Taehyung yawned. "I'm sorry, I was just so tired."

Jungkook chuckled softly. "If I get to see you wake up like that again, sleep all you want. You're far too precious, Mr. Kim. I'm thinking about investing in a lot of cotton wool before you start college."

Taehyung smiled despite himself, playfully knocking his arm. "No cotton wool, Mr. Jeon."

He nuzzled into his throat. "How about a large, plastic bubble then?"

His mouth began to leave a trail of tiny wet kisses leading up towards his jaw. Oh it felt nice.

"No bubble."

"Mmm..." Jungkook's hand moved into his hair, tilting his face further into him. He felt his nose skim along the other's and Taehyung closed his eyes, savouring the feeling of being so affected by this man.

Taehyung actually felt very proud of himself for being able to absorb Jungkook in this sense.

He didn't feel the overwhelming need to go running for the hills, to cringe and pull away. He didn't feel as though he was being burned. He found that he was really quite comfortable taking comfort from Jungkook.

He didn't know what it was about him that made him okay to do so, the thought of it being any other man touching him in such an intimate manner made him want to shudder violently. Perhaps it came down to trust.

Jungkook had been so in tune with him all week, like he could sense his limitations or something. He hadn't once pushed too far or made him uncomfortable and he was beginning to trust in his approach to physical handling.

"You are so lovely, Taehyung."

Taehyung opened his eyes to find him gazing down at him, almost adoringly. His green orbs were deep, bright and honest.