Ice-heart

ch-21 sailing

Jungkook's pov

I wake up to birds chirping and sunlight streaming in through the window, to a faint headache and the scent of coffee. Where am I?

I roll over in the massive bed as full consciousness hits me, and with it the memory of last night. Of Taehyung's family, me confronting his father, his amazing hyung and dongsaeng. Holding hands as we walked along the beach. Me and my loose tongue, feeling more comfortable around Taehyung than I ever had before. We spoke about past relationships and I told him about mine.

We kissed right outside this bedroom door. I asked him to be reckless with me.

And he said no.

I turn over in bed again and stare up at the ceiling. He was being rational. Nothing good would come out of sleeping together, regardless of how good it would feel. And while yesterday had felt natural, it wasn't; it was me fulfilling my end of the bargain.

From the sounds outside my bedroom door, he's already up, doubtlessly already hard at work. I allow five more seconds of feeling sorry for myself before I jump into the shower and get dressed.

There's a steaming cup of coffee waiting for me on the kitchen table when I get out, and an opened bag of bagels. Taehyung is already typing away at his laptop, hair wet from his own shower.

"Morning," he tells me. "Sleep well?"

"I did, yes."

"Help yourself." He nods at the food. "You'll need your energy today."

"I will?"

"Yes. We're working for a few hours, and after that we're going sailing."

I sit down opposite him and reach for the coffee cup. "You were serious about that?"

"Dead serious, Jungkook." His brown eyes look solemn, but there's humor there, too. "I hope you packed a swimsuit."

I did, but the idea of stripping down around him... I take another pull of coffee and wince at the strength. He brewed it dark.

Taehyung cocks his head. "Are you game?"

"Yes, of course I am. Show me the ropes."

"Oh, I will. You'll be a sailor when we're done."

I walk around him to see what he's working on. It's the opera house, and he rotates the models, letting me see the changes. "I added the beams here that you suggested."

"Wow." It's a completely different entryway now. I sit down next to him, absently tearing off a piece of bagel. "That looks great."

"It does, doesn't it. Here, why don't you open yours..."

I log on to the same project on my computer, and we spend the rest of the morning side by side, designing an opera house for the ages.

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It's early afternoon when we finally pack up our things and head out to sail. The drive to the marina is calm, the radio playing a song. Taehyung's tapping along to the beat of the song and I steal a sideways glance at him. I'd been intrigued and attracted to the man he was in the office-an efficient hardass. Now, seeing him relaxed in his element, I'm dangerously close to another feeling entirely.

He shoots me a sideways look. "You've been quiet this morning. You're not thinking about last night, are you?"

"No."

His lips twitch, like he knows I'm lying, but he doesn't comment. He pulls into a small parking lot and guides me through a set of trees in silence. The ocean glitters through the leaves and then we're there, at a beautiful natural harbor with boats bobbing on soft waves. It looks heavenly.