One minute earlier
Jungkook swallowed as his eyes remained glued to the back of the stunning man in front of him. His lips took on a different attitude. They were slightly separated, and his breathing became labored. His eyes had a clouded look and the focus of his thoughts remained locked on the art in front of him. He noticed that the black-haired man was still standing motionless as his hands were frozen and entwined around the lock of his aparman. He couldn't assess the whole situation well, he didn't know if he scared the guy and how he would react. Maybe he needs to retreat a little, to withdraw. All he knew at this point was that he had to be in his presence. His body was fighting his mind. He had to touch him, smell him, feel him under his fingers, as if his life depended on it. As if it was a natural instinct.
Every second was unbearable for Jungkook. It made him hate the pointlessness of the ticking hand even more, because time was irrelevant to him now. He was so close to Taehyung, that nothing else could occupy his attention except those big black curls and that mysterious look. Time couldn't ruin this moment for Jungkook. He would allow the hands to continue ticking incessantly but he paid no more attention to them. For no matter how many circles the hands made, he will still be thinking about the man in front of him.
Taehyung's words remained unspoken as he took a closer look at the handsome man's pale face and his parted pink lips. The scent of his expensive perfume seeped into his nostrils, intoxicating him and tearing the older man from his senses and the only thing he could feel now was Jungkook. They looked at each other, tired of waiting. They wanted everything.
Taehyung was the first to take a step towards getting out of this situation that had him pinned to the door. They shared the much awaited kiss. A desperate kiss, the kind that usually happens between two lovers after a heated argument.
Jungkook even though he was taken aback by the older man's sudden action, he retorted without thinking when he felt Taehyung's tongue find its way to his. He lost his mind for a moment and pressed the older man against the door as his lips fell on his exposed neck.
- You're perfect. - Jungkook said in Taehyung's ear while holding the back of the older man's neck with his hand. He pressed his lips to his neck tasting the bitter cologne. He kissed him non-stop as he felt every shiver of Taehyung's body and every sigh of his filled his ears and enticed his cock to twitch inside his pants.
- Just kiss me and touch me. - replied Tae awkwardly opening the door of his apartment. They spun around in sync as they entered the door, pulling each other closer and never breaking their kisses.
Jungkook continued to place kisses on the neck of his mystery, thinking that he could magically disappear right now, because he was a pure magic. Tae made noises letting Jungkook know that he was really enjoying his tongue on his neck. Those sighs became the most beautiful symphony for the younger man.
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•The melody of his sighs• [ Taekook ]
Fanfiction》 Completed 《 In this chaotic world, two young men found each other by chance. Although they spent a few days together, they fell in love endlessly and promised each other the world. But... . . ...will those promises be broken when time discolors ev...