Taehyung was lying on his bed with his phone in his hand, scrolling through his Instagram feed. He was completely absorbed in the pictures and videos, not even noticing that the door to his bedroom had opened. Suddenly, he felt someone press down on his lower back and wrap their arms around his neck.
"Get off, Jungkook," Taehyung grumbled, trying to pry the other boy's arms off of him. But Jungkook was stronger than he looked, and he refused to let go.
"What's the matter with you?" Jungkook demanded, tightening his hold on Taehyung. "Why are you so mad at me?"
"I'm not mad," Taehyung lied, still struggling to get free. "I just don't want to be hugged right now."
But Jungkook wasn't buying it. "Liar," he said, leaning down to whisper in Taehyung's ear. "I can tell when you're upset, Tae. Now tell me what's going on."
Taehyung sighed, knowing he couldn't keep up the act any longer. "Fine," he said, giving up the fight. "I'm mad at you because you've been ignoring me lately. We used to spend all our time together, but now it seems like you're more interested in hanging out with the other guys."
Jungkook's face softened, and he leaned down to kiss Taehyung on the cheek. "I'm sorry, Tae," he said. "I didn't realize how much it was bothering you. I'll make it up to you, I promise."
Taehyung felt his anger begin to melt away under Jungkook's gentle touch. He closed his eyes and leaned into the other boy's embrace, feeling warm and safe in his arms. Suddenly, Jungkook's lips were on his, and Taehyung let out a soft moan as he felt his body respond to the kiss.
The two boys pulled apart, breathing heavily. Taehyung stared up at Jungkook, his big brown eyes full of longing. "Jungkook," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire.
Jungkook needed no further encouragement. He leaned down and took Taehyung's lips in a fierce, passionate kiss, plunging his tongue deep into Taehyung's mouth.
Taehyung moaned, wrapping his arms around Jungkook's neck and pulling him closer. He felt Jungkook's hands roam over his body, exploring every inch of his skin. Taehyung felt so alive, so filled with desire, that he could hardly breathe.
After a few moments, Jungkook pulled back, a sly smile playing across his lips. "How's that for making it up to you?" he asked.
Taehyung just smiled back, feeling happier and more loved than he ever had before. "You're forgiven," he said, reaching up to pull Jungkook in for another kiss. As their lips met once again, Taehyung knew that no matter what happened, he and Jungkook would be okay – as long as they had each other.
