The Kim Family Tetralogy

41

"Omg, my head is killing me." Jin complained.
"Yeah, well," Namjoon said, "You drank the whole fucking bottle, so, no wonder."
"Yah!" Jin slapped his arm, "That was the best fucking champagne I've had since," he had to think, "Tae's graduation!"
"That was some nice champagne." Taehyung remembered.
"Precisely." Jin nodded, "No way I was gonna let that go to waste! And you," he squinted his eyes at Namjoon, "only drank two glasses. Quitter."
"Yeah, well, I, don't have a hangover." Joon said, snarkily.
"Aish." Jin snortled.
"Helped you with the strawberries, though?"
"Mm, fruit." Jungkook said and went into the kitchen where he of course interrupted Hobi and Minho mid-snogging.
"Sorry." Jungkook said, not sorry at all and produced a plate of freshly cut fruits as a snack, "Carry on."
"We never stopped." Hobi giggled, right smack in the middle between Minho's legs as he was leaning on the counter with his hands down Hobi's back pockets.
"Yeah, I know, I heard you." Jungkook stuck his tongue out as he turned and backed out of the kitchen, butt first.
"No strawberries?" Tae complained as he set the plate down.
"Sigh." Jungkook teased and went back in, "Sorry, 'forgot' the strawberries."  he rolled his eyes.
"Hndukr." Hobi waved him off, kissing his man.

"Thank you, baby." Taehyung gave him a quick peck on the lips as he returned.
Kook patted his lips with his finger to signal he wanted a real kiss and Tae didn't disappoint, he turned Jungkook's chair sideways and straddled him, stroking the hair out of his face and gave him a kiss for the ages.
"No fair." Jungkook whispered, very low, for only Tae to hear.
Taehyung kissed him again, making his boner even harder.
Jungkook grabbed his ass and pulled him against him, "We're screwing like this tonight." he whispered, equally low.
"Children," Jin said, "when you're done with your foreplay, we really do need to get this done before we leave tomorrow."
Tae sighed and got off Kook and went straight for a little table that he pushed behind Kook's chair, placed his laptop on there and resumed his position on Jungkook's lap.
"Slouch down a bit." Jungkook asked so he'd get a better view of his own over Taehyung's shoulder, "Thank you, baby."
"I can't believe we're actually doing this." Namjoon uttered.
"Yeah, it's, I don't know? Feels like homework. How I spent this summer, by Jeon Jungkook." Jungkook suggested.
They were writing talking points, thoughts, all that felt unjust or had been hard for them, growing up, coming out, living as gay men in this day and age.
"Hobi, are you gonna write something or?" Jin shouted.
"Already done mine!" Hobi yelled from the kitchen.
"Teacher's pet." Namjoon muttered.
"I need to go lie down." Jin admitted, he was starting to feel a bit nauseous, having to stare at a screen with his pounding head.
"Do you want me to bring you some peppermint tea?" Taehyung asked, worried.
"That would be lovely, Squirt. Thank you." Jin packed up his stuff and went upstairs.
Tae had to kiss his Jungkook a bit before going into the kitchen. He didn't really want to leave his cosy spot, but.
"I shall return shortly." he promised with one last peck, "PERMISSION TO ENTER THE KITCHEN!" he yelled on top of his lungs.
"PERMISSION GRANTED!" Minho yelled back.
"Jesus Christ, Tae!" Hobi laughed, startled.
"What?" Tae asked innocently, "You could've had your hands down his pants..."
"Hmpfr." Hobi snorted, offended, "Sounds more like something you would do..." he said.
With innuendo.
Since that had, in fact, taken place not so very long ago.
Even if it felt like another lifetime right now.
"Those were the days." Tae sighed, longingly, and went about the tea for his brother.

"You should've brought him the tea." Jungkook mumbled when Taehyung went upstairs.
"Pardon?" Namjoon was lost in thought.
"You should've brought him the tea." Jungkook repeated.
"Oh?"
"Mm."
"He's just hung over." Namjoon brushed it off.
"Yeah." Jungkook agreed. That was kinda his point.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, he feels," Jungkook lowered his voice, "vulnerable." he looked down, "Almost fragile."
"Do you think I should?" Namjoon motioned upstairs.
"Not now." Jungkook shook his head, "Let Tae work his magic first."