Destination Wedding

26

Jeongguk and Taehyung walked carefully in the dark until they reached their neighboring bungalows. Few words were exchanged on the short walk, but the two felt peaceful in the comfortable silence and brushing of hands. Jeongguk walked Taehyung to his door and Taehyung spun around to bid him goodnight.

"Thank you for walking me back. Thank you for tonight," said Taehyung. He looked down at Jeongguk's swollen lips and then roamed his face, slightly obscured by the wavy bangs that had escaped his bun. His eyes twinkled and Taehyung felt impulsive to push the younger around him, against the door.

But the younger beat him to it. Jeongguk pressed his hand firmly against Taehyung's abdomen, pushing him against the bungalow door, but not before cradling his head to protect it from the impact. The kiss began as chaste but it wasn't long before Taehyung firmly gripped the younger's sides and squeezed his small waist, pulling Jeongguk flush against him. Taehyung deepened the kiss and moved to suck Jeongguk's Cupid's bow. He ended his exhibition with nibbling on the younger's bottom lip before drawing back.

"Fuck," uttered Jeongguk.

"Fuck!" Groaned someone loudly from next door.  The couple jumped, not expecting Jeongguk to be echoed.

"Fuck, Jimin-ah!"

The pair looked at each other with amused eyes and after containing themselves for about a millisecond, busted up laughing.

"Yoongi-hyung sure is loud in the bedroom for such a quiet type," mused Jeongguk.

"I guess Chim has that effect on some people," joked Taehyung.

"I need to buy a fucking tent," scoffed Jeongguk. "It's not safe in there!"

Taehyung giggled on. "Aish, stop. You don't need to buy a tent. You can stay here." Jeongguk raised his eyebrows at that.

"What? You already have once. I'm not insinuating that we should, like... sleep together all the sudden." Though I wouldn't mind, he thought. Not even a little bit. Fuck! Quiet, Tae.

Jeongguk nodded. "Yes. Let's go slow... but I feel like I'm imposing."

Taehyung smiled. "You're not imposing. I quite liked sleeping next to you. I slept so well."

"I thought it was all the fresh Hawaiian air," teased Jeongguk.

Taehyung shoved him lightly and then pulled him in my the forearm after swiping his room key.

"I need a shower, hyung. Is that okay?"

Taehyung nodded. "Of course. You can borrow my sweats again. I'll go after you." He tossed Jeongguk his sweatpants but offered no shirt. Jeongguk smirked and nodded, excusing himself to the bathroom. He washed quickly and thoroughly, as to not keep his hyung waiting. When he emerged he saw Taehyung visibly gulp, taking in the sight of the younger in grey sweats and no top, hair still slightly dripping on his shoulders until he tied it up. Taehyung salivated watching the younger's arms flexing as he deftly put up his hair. Fucks sake.

"You're up, Taehyungie-hyung," said Jeongguk while trying to maintain a neutral face.

"Right. I'll be quick," replied Taehyung, after being shaken from his trance.

Jeongguk snickered after Taehyung closed himself into the bathroom hurriedly. He moved to sit against the headboard, crossing his ankles comfortably to wait for his hyung. His eyes wandered around the room until he noticed the sheets of temporary tattoos on Taehyung's bedside table.

Taehyung emerged dripping, in nothing but a towel, blushing deeply. "I forgot my pajamas."

"Wait, don't get dressed yet."