• M a k t u b : Spirit of the desert • [ Taekook ]

38. Jungkook, understand

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As lunchtime approached, his excitement grew.

Maybe it was because of the lack of sleep the night before and the morning blowjob that Taehyung selflessly arranged for him. Maybe it was because he wanted to suggest the elder to show him the beach.

But he remembered what happened when they were in Morocco, nervousness ran through his body and he couldn't hide some discomfort that suddenly appeared in him.

Jungkook stood up lazily dragging his feet to the bathroom. After a quick shower, he had breakfast that Taehyung had prepared for him. He quickly poured the coffee, enjoying every sip, while his eyes persistently searched for one man.

- Tae? - he called his name a little louder. After a few seconds, he heard a deep voice respond from the garden.

He quickly put on his slippers and approached the sliding glass door, which he opened with one movement. As soon as he met the dark eyes, his gaze softened, as did his heart and very quickly he found himself in his arms.

Jungkook's head was on Taehyung's shoulder as the older man tried to understand what just happened. He giggled at the sweetness Jungkook radiated and very quickly wrapped his own arms around the youger's broad back. Tae closed his eyes for a moment, intending to absorb the ethereal scent of Jungkook's hair, then spoke softly.

- Hey, hey... what happened, love?

- Tae... I missed you. - he whispered with his eyes still closed.

- But we were together literally 15 minutes ago. - Tae replied through a smile.

- It doesn't matter, I missed you! When I came out of the bathroom, I didn't see you, you have no idea how scared I was that... you... - he admitted with a heavy heart.

- You thought I was going to leave you, didn't you? As if that is possible... - when he noticed how Jungkook's body became paralyzed, he immediately relaxed his grip, and getting serious, he looked into his eyes. Jungkook had pouty lips that the elder loved so much and he didn't even know how he managed to resist kissing him.

- Hm, Jungkook, love, look at me... you know I'll never do that, right?

- But... you already left me once... I know you won't, but that feeling comes up sometimes and it's stronger than me.

- Listen to me... - grabbing the younger man's hand, he led him to the white iron chairs that stood next to the table in the middle of the garden. They both sat down, while their hands were intertwined on the table next to the pot of violets.

- Jungkook, I know I left you even though it wasn't my plan originally. I know that you couldn't come to Essaouira that night, and Marissa called me. I had to go home urgently, because my son was in the hospital. All the time until I arrived at the hospital, I was thinking about how I'm going to come back to you as soon as Tannie is better. Trust me love, I was yours then and now and forever.

Jungkook didn't even feel a tear fall down his cheek until Tae untangled their fingers and gently wiped his face, giving him a small smile.

- I know Tae, you don't have to talk about it, I understand you. I would certainly do the same for my son. - the younger stumbled softly.

- If there was anything else at stake, I would have come already next week, but Tannie... - he paused, as he thought back to that too painful period for him. And if it wasn't for that man, his man, he would never relive it.

But he had to explain to him, to finally give him a valid reason why he broke off contact years ago and left him confused thousands of kilometers away.

- Tannie is HIV positive. He doesn't have AIDS, it hasn't developed, but he carries the virus inside him. - Tae paused to take a good look at Jungkook's shocked expression. The younger one was speechless as he thought about that sad situation with slightly furrowed brows.