Yours For Eternity (Taekook)

32: Distance

The tension between Jungkook and Taehyung was multiplying with each passing day. Every time their eyes locked they wanted to just jump on each other. Their wolves were going crazy with the want of the other wolf. To mark and to be marked. The lust was growing in their heads, but both thought the other wasn't ready yet. They waited... For any sign... Any word. It was absolutely crazy and things were becoming very-very awkward.
Things like unwanted formality formed between them. 'Sorry' 'please' 'thank you' was said very often even for very small matters. And this was unknowingly creating distance between them. Even asleep the slightest brush of their hands caused both of them to jerk away and run in the opposite direction. It was even noticed by others around them but they didn't meddle up with their business.
By now Jungkook even stopped sneaking into Taehyung's room. And that was big. Both couldn't sleep and it hurt them.
Taehyung was now curled up on his bed with tears leaving from his eyes. He missed Jungkook. Doesn't he know that he can't sleep without him? And without him nothing seems right. Why was Jungkook distancing himself from him? Jungkook had completely blocked him, even the slightest connection they had was through the partial mate bond that had formed between them. Now he can't even feel him. Was he already fed up with him and wanted to leave him? Didn't he want him as a mate? Big drops of tears were flowing down his cheek as he now was sobbing silently into his pillows.
Jungkook was groaning, laying flat on his bed. His wolf was driving him crazy... So crazy that he had to shut down every connection in his mind. Even with Taehyung. He didn't enjoy that particular part at all. It was making him anxious. But what was he supposed to do? He just couldn't control it anymore. The flames of desire and want were burning his insides, setting his soul on fire. It was simply too much to cope up with and calm down.
While on the other hand, he wasn't sure if Taehyung was ready for this yet. After all, it wasn't a baby step, it was giant leap forward in their relationship and he couldn't hurt his baby. A hearsay had reached him before, claiming that time was awfully painful. And how could he even entertain the idea of the possibility of hurting his baby?
So here he was, trying to somehow drill his head into the pillow while punching the mattress repeatedly. He was aware this distance was hurting the poor boy but he didn't know what to do! Even he is new to all of this for god's sakes!
He cursed and sat up on the bed, his hair standing up in different directions, with only his pants on, all and all he looked like a complete mess. "Help me GOD!" He groaned and fell flat on his stomach, arms and legs stretched out.
He was annoyed and irritated at everything. Not feeling Taehyung was killing him. He wanted to take a sneak peak at Taehyung's condition via link just to his omnipotent presence for the tiniest bit. He was desperate but at the very same time scared out of his mind, scared at the possibility of losing his control and attacking the boy.
'No that's not happening! I won't let it.' He could feel his resolve crumbling.
Maybe he could control himself and maybe, just maybe feeling him in his head would lower his irritation. His mind was fluctuating between the two possibilities. Finally making up his mind he lowered the shield he created in his mind a little towards the tiniest connection they had. And there he was... his Taehyung.
He sighed in relief but almost instantly gasped at the huge wave of grief that hit him. He doubled over with the sheer force of it. He sealed his eyes tightly, the emotions pricking the inside of his eyes, trying to break free in the form of tears. His Taehyung was in pain. 'No!' How could he be such an idiot!
He was responsible for his pain! His baby was hurt because of him! All other worries were thrown out of the window along with his inhibitions. He ran out of his room, not caring about his disheveled look. Taehyung was his first priority.
Slamming the door open, his eyes fleeted across the room to spot the small boy curled up on the bed. Heart wrenching sobs reached his ears and he was drowned in guilt.
He saw Taehyung react to the abrupt noise and jumped up on the bed. Sitting up instantly as Taehyung turned his head in Jungkook's direction. Jungkook took in the state his baby was in and he felt like kicking himself all over again.
Taehyung's eyes had puffed up with the amount of tears he'd shed, snot running down his nose. His cheek bloated and wet with evident tear tracks on them. His nose and cheeks were tinted in a pink hue but not the way Jungkook preferred it to be, since through his unkempt state, his eyes stared at Jungkook innocently all the same. His cries only multiplied as he saw Jungkook and the latter felt like being stabbed on his heart over and over again. 
"Aww... Baby..." Jungkook cooed as he ran up to him and scooped him up in his arms, letting him rest comfortably on his lap as he sat down on the bed. "I'm so so sorry..." He said as Taehyung rested his head against his bare chest and wailed like a newborn pup. Jungkook slowly patted his back and caressed his soft hair. "Don't cry sweetheart. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I...t-thought...you...d-didn't want-want me anymore. I... I... I..." The poor boy stuttered pathetically whilst trying to formulate words.
"Shhhh. I know... I'm sorry baby... I love you so much... How can I not want you, love? You're my baby aren't you?" Jungkook asked as if trying to make sense to a toddler. To which Taehyung nodded; his heart wrenching sobs boiling down to gentle sniffs. "There... now... love." He said while wiping his tears. Taehyung looked at him blinking in an umpteenth manner.
Jungkook was awed by the sight. His nose was angry red by now. He leaned down and bit on his nose lightly. Taehyung squeaked as Jungkook pulled back, Taehyung lifted his hands and covered his nose."
"W-Why did you do that?"
"Your nose," Jungkook jutted his chin in his direction. "It looks like a cherry."
Taehyung's face flushed at the odd compliment with a healthy crimson and he shied away from his intense eyes fixed on him.
"I'm sorry Tae. I didn't mean to... avoid you like that." The admission made his guilt double fold. "Its just that... I... I couldn't control myself when I was around you." Taehyung's eyes found his own again. "All this time the only thought running through my mind was to make you mine. In every way possible. Claiming you. Marking you. My wolf and I have never wanted something as much in my entire life and I was scared to let that animal part take precedence." Jungkook was rambling by this point, the door of anguish had broken free and he let it flow out of him via unrestrained words, "I didn't want to hurt you. I knew you weren't read yet-"
"Who said I wasn't?" Taehyung whispered, making Jungkook halt his rant abruptly and stare at him blankly.
Taehyung put his legs on either side of Jungkook's thighs and straddled him. His hands lifted up to Jungkook's face between them and leaned in just so that his lips were brushing Jungkook's.
"Who said I wasn't ready Kookie? Just like you to claim me, same way, I want to be claimed by you. Mark me. You can't hurt me Jungkook. Never. I trust you with everything I have. Make me yours." He whispered on his lips making Jungkook shudder and gulp.
All this time he was waiting for a mere word or even a sign. But now that Taehyung had given him his explicit consent, he didn't know what to do. His mind went blank. He leaned back and looked into Taehyung's eyes, just to be sure. Just to be sure he wasn't saying so to please him. But all he saw was: love, passion, trust, lust, madness and want. All for him. Looking into those eyes he saw his everything, his world. Now he knew what he had to do.
Jungkook smiled at Taehyung and he smiled back. Jungkook cupped his cheeks and leaned in crashing their lips together, ready to create one of the best and most memorable moment of their existence.