That's gay × taekook

5

There wasn't much time between Christmas and New Year's. Enough for Taehyung and Jungkook to go to each other's house casually. But their parents made sure they wouldn't forget about them.

"Mom, I'm with Taehyung." Jungkook was talking to his mom while his best friend was looking around the kitchen cabinets.

"I don't even doubt that, Jungkook, but I want you to take care of yourself. Did I leave enough food for you?" his mother's voice was soft, just caring for her son.

Jungkook glanced at Taehyung who was just about to open the fridge.

"Yeah, of course there's still plenty of food." he assured her as Taehyung opened the empty fridge, shaking his head.

Jungkook's eyes widened while the older smiled sheepishly. His mom was still talking, but he lost track.
"Yeah, yeah" he tried to get back to her.
"Alright mom I gotta go. I'll call you soon. Mhm. Have fun! Bye!"

He slumped on the kitchen counter. "You ate all my food." he accused Taehyung.

The other pointed at himself. "Me?!"

"Who else eats like a pig out of the two of us?"

"So what if I do, huh? I have to maintain this cool body that you like."

"Body that I-" Jungkook broke off, caught up in what he had just heard. Who said he liked Taehyung's body? And the way he said it... Jungkook recovered quickly so the mood wouldn't get awkward. "You got your own food at-"

Taehyung's phone rang and the older held his other hand up as he answered. Jungkook shut up and checked the cabinets again, taking out a pack of store-bought sweet bread.

"Hi mom! Jungkook's fine. I'm also fine, thanks for asking." Jungkook laughed at Taehyung's conversation. As the older was bickering with his mom, Jungkook started cutting the sweet bread, not paying full attention to either. He was still thinking about what they were talking about.

Cool body that he likes. Right. Like Jungkook gave a damn about Taehyung's body. If the older was thinking about Christmas evening, he was completely mistaken. Jungkook had merely looked at his abs just because. He didn't need a reason to look at something for one second. And even if he had had one, it wouldn't have been because he especially liked it.

He didn't not like it exactly either. As a man, he had only checked Taehyung's build and muscle mass. Having to explain it would have put him in a ridiculous situation, though.

As he wasn't paying attention, it was only expected he would accidentally cut his finger. "Shit" he said lowly, to not interrupt the other's phone call.

But Taehyung had been watching Jungkook's actions all along. He saw what happened. He took the aid kit from a lower cabinet and held his phone awkwardly pressed between his head and his shoulder. His hands were working on cleaning Jungkook's cut.

The younger tensed up. "Hey you don't have to-" he whispered, but the other glanced at his face once before continuing.

"No mom, everything's fine. It's pretty much the same as last year."

It was most certainly not the same as last year, Jungkook thought. Taehyung's hands were working on his hand smoothly. When he applied a bandaid he lifted the hand, inspecting it closely.

"Huh, I didn't know dad could tell a joke." Taehyung chuckled, still looking at the hand he was holding.

You could have missed the next few seconds if you blinked. As Taehyung's thumb caressed the younger's hand, he quickly kissed the bandaid and let it go, still talking to his mom nonchalantly.
"When have we ever made a mess, come on!"

Jungkook malfunctioned. What the hell just happened? The heat spread over his whole face like water. That was not at all necessary. What had gotten into his best friend?

Taehyung turned back, placing the aid kit back in the cabinet. He was unfazed! Once he ended the call he started laughing. Jungkook really had to ask himself if he knew this guy.
"Idiot. You can't even slice some bread?" the older mocked.

"How about I slice you instead?" Jungkook threatened, knife pointing at the older.

"Where would you even start?"

"Oh, you know where." he smirked.

"Your mother will miss it too much." Taehyung said.

Jungkook put the knife away and jumped on him, both of them landing on the hard ground. Taehyung winced but kept Jungkook steady on top of him by placing his hands on his waist.

They were both laughing as Jungkook threw playful punches at the older to which he fake cried: "Noo, he's gonna cut my dick! What should I do!! Oh and my face! My sexy face!"

"Girls wouldn't even look at you if your face was ruined." Jungkook said between laughs.

"They would look at my dick though."

"Oh yeah, Kim Taehyung the player. Do you remember your last girlfriend?" Jungkook was trying to catch his breath and put his hands on the older's chest for support.

That was when he also saw their position. He prayed in his head that the panic was not clear on his face.

"You don't get to talk!" Taehyung retorted. "She hated you! And your girlfriend hated me. That was always the reason they left."

That was, in fact, true. Their relationships had always ended because Taehyung and Jungkook were inseparable. It was an odd thing that happened every time. But Jungkook didn't understand how he could just put some distance between him and Taehyung. It felt unnatural.

It wasn't like they acted differently with each other while they were in relationships. Except they kind of were. During their relationships, Jungkook had to admit, it felt like a competition between the girlfriend and the best friend. It wouldn't be mentioned, but it was obvious judging by how many dates turned into double dates, or had a third wheel, and how many dates were canceled to make time for a hangout between the two boys.

Not that the two boys in question gave it much thought. They considered the girls were weak and couldn't handle their friendship.

"I'll show you how many girls this face can get on New Year's Eve" Taehyung said.

"They'll leave once they hear you say something stupid. Like every time you open your mouth." Jungkook joked, although he was still tense because of their position. He was thinking how to get up like nothing happened.

"They'll be on my dick like this." Taehyung said and moved the younger's hips against his. They both sucked in a breath. There was a strange glint in his eyes again and right when they made eye contact, Jungkook struggled to get up.

"I..." Jungkook started, scratching the back of his head. "Can't wait to see you not getting any bitches."

"Nah, that will be just you." Taehyung chuckled as he stood up too. But he immediately turned around, excusing himself to the bathroom. He noticed the younger giving him the middle finger right before fully turning and yelled on his way: "Take that right up your ass!"

"Fuck off!"
Jungkook was left alone in the kitchen, overthinking the whole situation. That was so weird! Were they still drunk from Christmas? Truthfully, he couldn't even remember much from that day. Only him groaning after a hangover and Taehyung watching over him, teasing him about it and taking pictures or videos the whole time.

Now, the younger looked at his hand with the injured finger. He lifted it slowly and, after making sure his best friend wasn't coming back, he brought the bandaged finger to his lips, right on the spot Taehyung had kissed it.

He was really going insane.