Confession|Taekook

5.tipsy and foolish

Oh there he goes again, he and his stupid heart, he has seen Jungkook half naked many times but again it different this time, his belly churns, this time with something less innocent because there stands Jeon Jungkook, without a shirt on, his sculpted body on display. What's worse is that he doesn't have to imagine what they will feel like under his palm, under his fingers because he's already felt them, though a bit vaguely, though with a shirt on he has felt them and the urge to feel them properly arises. What he really needs to imagine, however, is how they would feel under his lips and the sudden flow of too many Jungkook related thoughts startle him, especially when the man is standing right in front of him.

Jungkook is looking at him with concern, he is sure his cheeks are red, concern is an expression he has often seen on the younger's face, and when he thinks back on it, he had that expression especially when it involved him. That makes him feel warm of some sort, someone cares.

"Is everything alright, hyung?" Jungkook asks.

"Yes, let me in." Taehyung replies as he makes his way past the younger.

"It's a little late, what's going on?"

And oh, Taehyung forgot what he was here for in the first place. Taehyung awkwardly clears his throat and gives him a sheepy smile.

"Sorry, I forgot why I came here."

Jungkook just shrugs it off. He sits on the bed, spreading his legs apart and Taehyung remembers then why he was here. He gulps as he tries no to look at Jungkook's lap.

"Right, I remember now. Why did you sit on my lap? During the concert I mean" Taehyung is blunt about it, he's doing a phenomenal job of keeping his blush at bay.

Jungkook scratches his nape in embarrassment, giving Taehyung a sheepish smile he says, "because that's our thing? We always use skinship to keep our nerves at bay? It's been so many years but I still get nervous."

Right. Taehyung forgot it was their thing, he is so busy connecting everything with Jungkook having feelings for him that he forgets the mundane things they used to do. The knowledge that Jungkook likes him, no, loves him is fogging up his brain. For someone who wanted to go back to being what they were, he sure is thinking a lot about what they aren't.

"Did you come here just to ask that?" Jungkook asks, confused. There is a fear that lingers in the back of his mind, the fear that Taehyung wants to tell him to stop initiating skinship because it feels too awkward and intimate after that day.

Taehyung flushes with embarrassment when he registers the fact that he indeed came here just to ask a trivial thing like that but he doesn't want to leave so soon. He is in Jungkook's room for the first time after coming back from Jeju, he doesn't want to leave yet, so he lies.

"Of course, not I was unable to sleep so I was wondering if you could have a glass of wine with me. If you're not too tired that is." Taehyung weaves words quickly.

Jungkook agrees of course. He doesn't know how to explain to Taehyung that he will never be too tired for him. If anything, Taehyung will always snatch his tiredness and burn it away. Taehyung makes him lively, Taehyung is his strength and the older one doesn't realise it.

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Taehyung had forced Jungkook into a shirt and after a lot of whining on the younger's part they finally had wine filled glasses in their hands.

One glass becomes two then three and it goes on until they're a bit more than tipsy. The alcohol in Jungkook's system forces him to be goofy and brave but it also makes his tired body feel heavier and move sluggishly. He looks at Taehyung who is equally tipsy giggling at something, his cheeks flush because of all the wine and Jungkook thinks he looks so beautiful like this.

V is beautiful sure, Kim Taehyung is too but the man who sits besides him right now– his Taehyungie hyung, his Taetae– he selfishly thinks he's prettiest of all versions of Taehyung. Raw, in his pure form, no filter blocking his natural beauty for both his face and personality.

And while staring at Taehyung and admiring him he doesn't realise when he had moved so close to him, the tip of their noses are touching and he can feel Taehyung's warm breath right on his lips. He pulls back just a little to look at Taehyung's lips and sees wide eyes instead, he swears that Taehyung's face is redder than it was moments before.

He wishes to kiss him right then cause gosh, he looks so gorgeous right now. He looks so Taehyung. And he leans in to do so, he can blame it on the alcohol later. He wishes to be selfish just once. 'Only this once' he promises himself.

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Taehyung's heart races when he realises Jungkook is leaning closer and closer to his face. With whatever conscious left in him his mind tells him to ask 'What are you doing, Jungkookie?' but the words halt on his lips when the tips of their noses brush and his heart doesn't cooperate with his desperate pleas of 'please calm down' because his pulse only rises.

He watches the way Jungkook pulls back a little and looks at his lips. When he looks at the younger's eyes he sees so many emotions at once, its dizzying. Yearning, sadness, desire, fear, hesitation and he thinks over the years he just might have mastered reading Jungkook. How did he not notice when the younger fell for him?

When Jungkook leans in once again Taehyung tells himself, he'll let Jungkook have this, his fingers tighten around the hem of his shirt and he closes his eyes tightly. 'Just tonight' he tells himself, he will let Jungkook kiss him and gain closure and have the answer to his own confusion.

But the kiss never comes. He opens his eyes when he feels weight on his shoulder. Jungkook's head leaning on him, soft snores escaping his parted mouth. Jungkook just passed out on him and still Taehyung can't bring himself to feel annoyed at him. How could he? Jungkook is adorable.

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A/N: So?👀