Babydoll

14

Taehyung was bored and he needed some distraction from his thoughts. Jungkook got a lead to Seojoon’s gang and nearly the whole house was now empty as everyone went to the action. He was scared, not knowing what was happening, he didn’t want anyone to get hurt.

He was wandering around the part of the house he and other six guys lived. He’s been to his brother’s room couple of times and he even saw Seokjin’s and Namjoon’s room. He also saw Jungkook’s study few times, not directly from the inside but sometimes the door was opened and there was nothing really interesting about it.

He bit his lip when he eyed the door at the end of the hallway. He looked over his shoulder as if he expected someone to be there and then looked back at the door.

Jungkook’s room. He’s never been there. Despite what has been going on between them for months now, he was never in there, it was like Jeongguk’s secret, private lair.

He went slowly towards the door, it was like something was pulling him towards them. He didn’t even know if it’d be unlocked but trying couldn’t hurt.

He took the door handle, pushing and sparkle of excitement hit him when it opened. He looked inside, as if he was worried the boss was right there but it was empty. He went inside, closing the door behind him.

The room was big as expected, bigger than his room but otherwise pretty simple. He didn’t know what he was expecting, maybe some guns or BDSM stuff but it was far from it. The room was normal, pretty clean, with dark furniture and white walls. He went briefly into a walk in closet, snorting when he saw most of the wardrobe was black. Then he went to the bathroom only to discover a bathtub and shower with a toilet, nothing out of ordinary.

He went back to the room, eyeing the big bed. He briefly wondered how Jungkook slept. If he wore some pyjamas or if he slept in sleeping pants, boxer briefs or maybe naked? What did he look like when he slept? Taehyung bet he looked as hot as ever but he could imagine him looking peaceful, when those dark eyes were shut, he’d look almost innocent. He briefly wondered what it’d be like to be falling asleep and waking up next to him. He didn’t think Jungkook would be a cuddler but maybe he’d be surprised.

He looked at the bedside table, noticing few framed photos. He took one in his hand, smiling slightly when he saw the six familiar faces. The photo was taken like two years ago or something, judging by Yoongi’s silver hair that Taehyung remembered. They looked like a bunch of normal guys, most of them smiling, even his hyung. Only Jungkook had a stoic face but Taehyung could recognize his signature tiny smirk.

Second photo made his heart almost melt. It was a photo of Jungkook, Namjoon and Seokjin from years ago. They all looked so young, it was probably even before Taehyung met Namjoon and Seokjin. He was staring at Jungkook. He was probably younger at the photo than Taehyung was now. His features weren’t as sharp as now but he was still handsome. But his eyes were as dark as now. That made Taehyung shiver little bit and think back to his conversation with Seokjin from months ago when the older revealed that Jungkook’s and Namjoon’s father was always tough on his younger son. He wondered what things the Jeongguk at the photo had already done and seen.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” a voice startled him and he nearly dropped the photo.

“I-“ Taehyung turned around with wide eyes only to see fuming Jungkook.

“Are you snooping around? Or are you spying on me?” Jungkook spitted out, closing the gap between them and gripping Taehyung’s throat, eyes raging.

“N-no,” Taehyung got out weakly: “I was just looking around, I’m sorry.”

“Get the fuck out of my room!” the older growled. Taehyung was almost scared at that moment. He understood that he fucked up, overstepped the boundaries, he invaded Jungkook’s privacy and he should’ve known better than to do that.