Jungkook didn't care if Taehyung was disabled or not, he just wanted him to live!
Even if he chose to be together with her, he didn't care. He didn't care about anything anymore!
However, Taehyung still left.
She obtained Taehyung's heart, while he...
After dinner, Taehyung went to the bathroom to shower. When he was halfway done, he suddenly opened the door and shouted to Jungkook in the living room, "Jungkook, I forgot my clothes. Could you please get them for me?"
Jungkook walked to the bathroom door with his clothes and knocked.
"The door's open." Taehyung called out over the sound of running water.
So, is he telling him to bring it in?
Jungkook composed himself before opening the door and striding in with an unperturbed expression on his face.
Through the thin mist rising from the shower, he saw Taehyung with his waist bent, diligently focused on... picking up soap.
Taehyung was standing naked before him. His slender waist, full hips and plump butt swayed enticingly in front of Jungkook's eyes.
His entire body froze. In his mind's eye, he was thinking about rushing toward Taehyung and pressing him up against the wall, doing unimaginable things to him.
"Thank you." Taehyung tried to get the clothes from him but found that the other was clenching them tightly.
"Jungkook?" Taehyung cast him a puzzled look.
But in Jungkook's eyes, Taehyung's cheeks were red from the shower, his skin moist and eyes shining flirtatiously at him.
The images in Jungkook's head were getting more and more passionate, kneading, biting and entering... But in reality, he just opened his hands with a blank face, releasing the clothes to Taehyung.
He stood there, eyes like those of a starving wolf, and watched Taehyung put on his clothes before stiffly following him out of the bathroom.
Taehyung had glimpsed at the other man's lower body through the dim light. He was already as hard as iron, but he could still endure it? Taehyung praised him in his heart.
The bathroom seduction was a fail, but this could not discourage Taehyung. Rather, it motivated him to keep trying. While watching TV in the living room that night, he wore a thin shirt and occasionally wandered in front of him. Or, while lying on a pillow, he pretended to unintentionally raise his legs.
Taehyung kept covertly trying to seduce Jungkook, but it seemed to be all for nought. He completely ignored his many attempts.
"Go! Go!" The television displayed the bloody images of an army fearlessly besieging its enemies.
Jungkook sat with a straight face while Taehyung was bent over a sofa chair, playing with the corner of his clothes in boredom.
"Brothers, for the victory of the revolution! Let's go!"
The deafening sound of gunshots rang out.
Taehyung looked up at the screen and saw that it was full of bloody martyrs.
His interest instantly vanished like smoke. It was better to just wash up and sleep. Today was obviously not going to be a day of rolling in the sheets.
Taehyung stood up and headed for the bedroom while he yawned.
He had not even taken a few steps out when he was pulled into a heated hug. Following this, the world spun and Taehyung suddenly found himself pressed down on the sofa and peppered with kisses. Jungkook touched the man below him greedily, not letting off even a single piece of skin.
Jungkook picked up Taehyung, held him by the waist and pressed him down on himself harshly.
Following that, Jungkook started the 'revolution' he had waited two lifetimes to do. That night, the sounds of their battle continued to linger...
When Taehyung woke up, the man at his side was breathing evenly, sound asleep. It seemed like he hadn't slept well in a long time.
Taehyung uncovered the blanket and slowly began to get out of bed. Who would have thought that at the slightest movement, Jungkook would wake up from his deep sleep and tightly hold on to him?
"Taehyung." Jungkook raised his hand and brushed Taehyung's forehead, his unblinking eyes fixed tightly onto him.
"Hm." Taehyung leisurely replied, his head reclining on the soft pillow.
It wasn't a dream. This man was right before him, within his arms. They also had a wonderful night together.
Jungkook's eyes spoke of his irrepressible joy, as well as his fear that this was all a dream. As if to prove something, he kissed Taehyung's lips and savoured his taste greedily.
Suddenly, the cell phone on the bedside table rang out.
Jungkook ignored it and continued to pester the person in his arms. However, the phone rang incessantly, almost like a nagging parent.
"The phone..." Taehyung's muffled voice could be heard through the cracks in his teeth.
Jungkook stretched out his arm, grabbed the cell phone and threw it at the wall. With a crash, the world fell quiet. The poor cell phone was broken just like that. Dead without an intact corpse.
As for Jungkook, nothing could prevent him from having passionate sex with this man now.
Everything he did last night seemed to be a dream, and it was only at this moment that he felt like it was a bit real. His breath, his heartbeat, his warmth, his lips, his skin... he yearned for it all.
He didn't even wear a condom, he only wanted to feel this person even more. The tightness of entering and the pleasure of thrusting into him made him never want to leave. Listening to the subtle pleas of the person under him, Jungkook comforted him even as he thrust into him more forcefully.
From the moment they were united, they were doomed to be inseparable.
Taehyung belonged to him throughout his entire life.
They moved from bed to bathroom and from bathroom to bed, trying almost all kinds of postures and positions.
Taehyung didn't expect Jungkook to be so energetic, and even with his added strength, he could barely endure. Finally, he could only let him play to his heart's content and allow himself to sink deeper and deeper into fatigue and pleasure...
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
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