The Kim Family Tetralogy

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"Jungkook," Taehyung groaned with an arm slung around Kook's neck and his face planted in the pillow.
"Hmmng." Jungkook sounded, unwilling to wake up.
"Kill the fucking alarm, will ya'?" Tae begged, since Kook was closer.
Jungkook swung his arm out and swatted at the evil technology that was disturbing them to get it to stop.
And it did.
'Til it started back up, 'cause he'd only managed to hit the snooze button.
Tae sat up, furious, and killed it. Killed it good.
And then collapsed on Jungkook again and went back to sleep.
"Guys, it's starting!" Hobi's voice was heard, a bit muffled from behind the closed bedroom door.
"Hmmng." Jungkook answered.
"Come on, get up!" Hobi was in the room now.
"I'll watch it online later." Tae mumbled.
"You will not watch your best friend get interviewed on Brittish television online, later, get up!" Hobi pulled the covers off them, "Put some fucking pants on and come on!"
"Mrgh, this is your fault!" Jungkook accused Tae.
"Sorry baby." Tae yawned and put his pyjama pants and one of Jungkook's used t-shirts on.
Jungkook settled for a pair of boxers and wrapped the covers around him and waddled off, refusing to open his eyes more than slits, banging into the walls, feeling his way to the living room where the others were already seated.
He sat down at the end of the couch with a thump and pulled Taehyung down between his legs, wrapped the cover around them both, leaned his head back and fell asleep with his mouth wide open and his hands securly around Tae's waist.

"I don't know," they heard Jimin explain from the tv, "maybe we're the gnostic aeon, maybe we're the biblical snake, or you could view it from the opposite side, as a representation of Adam and Eve."
"Wow, look at them go!" Tae said, when pictures of Jimin and a female dancer moving as one creature with impossibly fluid movements, were shown.
"Yes," the female dancer agreed, "I think that's the beauty of this piece, that it's open to interpretation." she nodded, "I myself view it as a depiction of creation itself, but as Jimin said, it could be seen as what resonates with you."
"I think I know that girl from somewhere." Hobi said, puzzled.
"What the fuck is an gnostic aeon?" Jungkook wondered, shutting his eyes.
"An hermaphroditic emanation of God." Taehyung explained.
"What language are you speaking?" Kook whined.
"A tangible part of the intangible devine with both male and female genitalia." Tae explicated his answer, making Hobi and Namjoon chuckle beside them.
"That didn't clear things up one bit." Jungkook complained.
"A shemale God! In the flesh!" Tae shouted, making everyone laugh.
"Weird." Jungkook proclaimed and started snoring, still shaking from silent laughter.
Tae shrugged, "Well, it's art." he leaned forward to get the remote and turn down the volume, the segment with Jimin was already over, "What time is it over there?" he wondered.
"Just after nine in the evening." Namjoon answered, "You're gonna call him?"
"Yeah." Tae said and stood up.
"Tell him I said hi." Namjoon yawned and went back to bed.
"Yeah, and that I wish we can get to see him dance that piece irl, one day." Jin said and followed Namjoon.
"Tell him, I'll call him later." Hobi streached his arms over his head and yawned before turning to kiss Minho who was waiting beside him.
"Jungkook, are you coming?" Tae said and didn't wait for an answer as he went back to their room.
"Hrng." Jungkook pouted and toddled after him, like an obedient puppy.

"Come here you." Jungkook said, and pulled Tae into bed when he'd ended the call with Jimin, "I need my blankie." he whined and nuzzled Tae's neck.
"I kinda feel wide awake right now." Tae protested.
"Schh." Jungkook hushed, "I promise you're still tired." he drooled.
"Ok, baby." Tae giggled and wrapped his arm around him, pulling him up on his shoulder, "I'll just read for a bit, ok?"
"Mm." Jungkook smacked his tounge and got more comfortable against him, he just needed to hold him, so.

Three hours later Jungkook woke up on Tae's chest, for a change, with his man snoring underneath him, glasses still on his nose and the book on the floor and Jungkook felt, blessed.
Run through with love.
Dissolving into pure, unalterated adoration for this person beside him.
This angel that had come to life and through some ocult magic Jungkook would never take for granted, loved him back.
He felt his heart constrict and had to take a reverant, but shaky breath as he let his finger softly trace the outline of Tae's profile.
"You're looking at me." Tae mumbled.
"I am." Jungkook agreed.
"You're kissing me." Tae went on.
"I am." Jungkook smiled and complied, "I love you." he whispered.
"You do." Tae took his turn in agreeing.
And gasped, whipping his head back when Jungkook let his hand wander down and lightly grip Tae's length, tickling his balls and rim and started nibbling on his earlobe.
He kissed Tae's sharp jawline and searched for Tae's lips with his own, pushing his tongue deep into his mouth and groaned with pleasure as he let up, putting his weight on his left elbow, letting his thumb draw circles on Tae's forehead, "Come in my mouth, baby." he whispered and shuffled down, licking  Tae's shaft before fitting his lips around him.
Tae moaned in a deep sounding noise that reverberated through Jungkook's body and landed behind his balls, sending shots of electricity up his body.
Making him instantly hard.
"Faster baby." Tae begged and guided his head as Jungkook snaked his arms around Tae's hips and quickened the pace.
"Jungkook!" Hobi shouted from his room, "Our agent wants to know why the hell you're not answering your phone!"
"Tell him I'm going down on my husband!" Jungkook shouted back, and went back to work, not caring one iota what his agent might want with him right now.
"Tell him yourself." Hobi sputtered coming in to their room, buck naked, full sails, with one hand over his eyes, throwing the phone at Jungkook, "So I can get back to going down on mine." he hissed as he closed the door.
Taehyung was crying with laughter, pressing a pillow over his head to try and keep quiet as Jungkook stuttered answers back at his agent, who seemed to be apologising, profusely, for disturbing them both in their private situations.

"I'm sorry Hobi!" Jungkook shouted when he was done talking.
"Good!" Hobi answered.
"Besus Christ, people!" Namjoon shouted his complaint, obviously disturbed in his own business down under, stuck in the middle as they were.
Jungkook collapsed with laughter with his head on Tae's stomach and Tae started coughing from having helt his laughter in for so long.
"Ah, my Gawd!" Tae struggled to breathe, "Team Dick for the win!" he wheezed.
Jungkook almost threw up a lung from laughing so hard.