⠀ ˗ˏˋheart wants what it wantsˎˊ˗⠀⠀ ⠀

ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ

— Hello? — at the other end of the line, a slightly tired, hoarse voice is heard after a hard day, — I thought we were in a quarrel, — pause. Kim pulls the corners of his lips up, because he is sure that the younger one maliciously curls his lips, arching a thick eyebrow, namely— the left one.

— Are and there is, — Taehyung turns over on his back, picking up his knees, dragging his bare heels on the silk sheet, and buries himself in the bent elbow, biting his lower lip. There is a crushing silence between them, accompanied by the sounds of papers being shuffled by Chon and Kim's footsteps on the bed.

Jungkook is sure that Taehyung is wrapped in his fluffy blue sweater with a high neck and has just come out of the shower, "washing off" the bad energy. Chon often joked about his fascination with horoscopes and other astrological nonsense, but he began to notice that when he stumbled upon weekly forecasts on the radio, he turned the sound louder so that later he could send his "misfortune" an SMS with the information he heard, receiving in response a trembling purple heart, for which he could listen to the annoying high-pitched voice of the astrologer early in the morning.

— I heard in the morning that Capricorns will lose everything today if they don't at least try to take a chance, — the man presses the phone shoulder to cheek, folding his arms at his chest and leaning back in a leather chair. It's not that Chon memorized all the horoscopes during the three weeks that they didn't talk, but wake him up in the middle of the night, he will tell you every forecast of Capricorn.

But for the life of him, he doesn't remember his own.

—I thought you didn't believe in that," Taehyung mumbles into the phone, pulling a blue cloth over his fingertips, stretching it. To be honest, he completely forgot to read his morning horoscope, which he does not miss from the word at all.

but I read about virgo "if people don't want to become your present, then they are not your future."

Taehyung wants to be the future of one virgo

— Well, you believe me, — guk sayss, sending an electric shock along the swarthy back, whose shoulders are slightly shaking.

and again silence.

Building communication after major quarrels is always the hardest thing in a relationship, because the feeling of awkwardness and uselessness is still walking somewhere inside you, stirring up unpleasant memories and pushing the question "is it all necessary at all?". Do you even need a person with whom not everything always goes smoothly, with whom emotions are bubbling over the edge, with whose habits you sometimes can't put up? Waste your nerves and time on it.

myself.

— The bed is completely empty without you, — whisper, fingers pass over the second half of the bed, stopping on the fluffed pillow, Taehyung now hugs her at night, inhaling the remnants of the nutmeg smell.

In fact, they have a million reasons to break up with each other, but you can't order your heart.

— I'll be right there,— Jungkook  voice is trembling, quite a bit, but Taehyung can always hear these notes of excitement in his person.

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The door opens with a slight creak, and Jungkook notices a familiar sweater hanging like a big bag on someone's body, Taehyung hides half of his face in his neck, showing only cat-like cognac eyes flapping with a long fan of   eyelashes.

Jungkook  Taehyung calls fate behind his back.

He pushes Kim against the wall, slamming the door behind him (forever), and reaches for the thin waist, lifting the knitted fabric. Jungkook is going crazy, greedily descending along the long neck, leaving wet kisses on the skin — he tasted something incomparable with Taehyung, tasted the beyond and now he is terribly hungry. Jungkook leads from the citrus smell emanating from the soft skin, it turns the head, settles in the lungs with a burning feeling and splits the Chon into molecules, forcing it to gather back by force, that the bones ache, and the heart is draughty. It is through with adoration for this guy with eyes where a small jar of honey has spilled, with plump juicy lips, where there is a seductive mole on the bottom, and a low velvety voice that escaping moans send a flock of goosebumps over Chon's body. Taehyung's very existence makes him crazy, intoxicated by this love.

Jungkook picks up the appetizing hips, finally involving the blonde in a kiss, wet, assertive and passionate. Chon intertwines with someone else's tongue and collides with Kim's nose, biting someone else's lower lip. He puts Taehyung down on the bed, immediately pulling off his tight tie and unbuttoning the first buttons of his office shirt, hastily pulling the belt out of the loops. Jungkook helps to take off an oversized sweater and pull soft pants with underwear along her slender legs, revealing her boy.

Jungkook enters slowly, fixing Kim's hands behind his head, ignoring someone else's whining and wet eyes, going crazy from the hot tightness of soft walls and the soft moans of a velvet baritone. The air around them heats up like electricity, forcing Jungkook to push violently, to which Taehyung bends his back in half, throwing himself in bed.

— Be gentle, — Kim breathes out shyly, crossing his heels on his pale lower back, he blushes, biting his rising lip, from which moans strive to escape.

And this is the best thing Jungkook has never seen or could see.

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— Today's day virgo will be easy and pleasant. Literally everything will bring joy - from work to communication with a dearly loved person, — lying on your beloved chest, reading the lines on the phone, says Taehyung, — am I your dearly loved person? — Kim squeaks happily, raising her caramel eyes at the man, — it's so cute, Jungkook, — giggling, he jokingly hits him in the chest, then falls on it again to read the horoscope to himself, out loud, of course.

Jungkook has a million reasons to part with this miracle, but you can't order your heart.