"Come in." Taehyung invited Jungkook in to his apartment.
They cannot look at each other anymore. Taehyung repeatedly cleared his throat. Jungkook had his head constantly down.
"I'll...use the restroom. Make yourself at home." Taehyung escaped.
When he got in, he fanned himself with his hands.
"Why is it so hot?" He asked no one.
He breathed in and out. He gazed at his reflection in the mirror.
"Why am I like this?"
He wringed his fingers.
"I'm nervous."
He held on to the sink and looked down.
"I've been doing this. Why does it feel different?"
He stared at his image.
"Who am I talking to? Shit. Shit. Shit."
He opened his bathroom cabinet and took a packet of condom. He stared at it.
"What does this mean?"
He shook his head, squared his shoulders and took a deep breath. He opened the door then walked out.
He found Jungkook by the kitchen counter. He saw him chugging a bottle of soju. Taehyung rushed back to the restroom and read toiletry labels while he waited. About 15 minutes in, Taehyung quietly went out. He didn't see Jungkook anywhere. He got worried. If he went home, he was probably already drunk. He walked to his room to get a coat. But, in there, he found him sitting on his bed.
"Hey. I thought you left." Taehyung kneeled in front of him.
Jungkook stared at him, face flushed. They held each other's gaze. It was dead quiet. It felt like they've become deaf. The only thing they can hear was the panicked beating of their hearts. Then Jungkook leaned in and kiss his neck. Taehyung tilted his head to give him more access. Jungkook shifted his head and graze his lips on the other side of his neck. Taehyung placed his hands inside the younger's shirt and caressed his back, sides and abdomen. Then he pulled his shirt off. Taehyung laid him down and hovered above him. He kissed him on his lips passionately. Jungkook responded with the same intensity. Taehyung has kissed countless different lips. But he's never experienced the same desire as he had with Jungkook. He was quenching his thirst but it felt insatiable.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Taehyung asked.
"Please. Fuck me." He pleaded.
Taehyung took off his shirt in one swift motion. Jungkook sat up and helped him unbutton his pants. He took a deep breath as he pulled his pants down along with his underwear. He hovered over him again and licked his neck. Jungkook was touching him all over. Taehyung smothered him with kisses. On his neck, shoulder, chest and down to his abdomen. He pulled down his pants and planted kisses on his V-line. Jungkook moaned. Then he took off all of his remaining clothes completely. Taehyung marveled at Jungkook's majestic body, eyes dark with desire. He leaned down and kissed his inner thigh. He heard a faint sniff. Jungkook tried to close his legs. Taehyung forbid him by holding both of his thighs. He kissed it again. Then he felt the younger's body shook.
Taehyung sat up and saw that Jungkook was crying. He covered his face with his hands. Taehyung scooted to his side and pried his hands away from his face. His eyes were filled with tears.
"Hey. What's wrong?" Taehyung asked.
Jungkook shifted to his side and curled up, trying to hide his nakedness. Taehyung covered them with a blanket.
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Heartbreaker
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