Babydoll

33

When they returned home, Taehyung took it on himself to take care of Jungkook. He didn’t suffer any serious injuries but he was still in pretty bad shape. Jungkook had to force him to go to school to take exams before Christmas but whenever Taehyung was home, he was with the boss.

He didn’t care anymore about what Yoongi thought but it seemed like his brother didn’t care that much anymore. They haven’t talked about it and Taehyung felt like he still needed some closure, needed to hear from his hyung that he was okay with his and Jungkook's relationship.

“Come on, baby,” Jungkook groaned, trying to push his hand down Taehyung’s boxer briefs, kissing his neck. It was only one day before Christmas Eve, about a week since he came back home and he was losing his damn mind because Taehyung’s wouldn’t let him touch him.

“You need to rest, Jungkookie,” Taehyung shook his head, pulling back from him and sitting on his heels.

“I am fine, Tae, I just have couple of scratches and bruises,” the gangster protested.

“You still have some stitches and you need to gain your strength back, just hold on for a while longer, Mr. boss,” the younger chuckled teasingly.

“How can I hold back when you are here, with your big, fluffy sweater and long legs, looking so fucking hot. All I can think about is bending you over and fucking you until you scream,” Jungkook shuffled closer to him, trying to kiss him but Taehyung pushed him back again.

“Na-ah, you have to wait,” Taehyung didn’t back down but then he looked at him suggestively: “But I can suck you off if that makes you feel better.”

And so that was what he did, pushing Jeongguk down to lie, taking him down his throat and letting him fuck his mouth.

Few days later, Taehyung went to get himself and Jungkook some breakfast in the morning. The house was quiet but when he got in the kitchen, he discovered he wasn’t the first one who got up.

“Hey, how is it going?” Yoongi asked from where he was standing by the coffee maker.

It wasn’t like they weren’t talking at all, they were on friendly terms but they never addressed the elephant in the room. They even gave each other Christmas gifts few days ago so things between them have been fine.

“Good,” Taehyung replied, walking over to the fridge to find something for the breakfast.

“Here you go,” Yoongi pushed one cup of coffee and one mug with tea to Taehyung that he made while Taehyung was making toasts: “I know he likes coffee in the morning.”

“He does,” Taehyung nodded.

“How is he doing?” the elder asked almost hesitantly.

“I don’t know, maybe you could ask him. You haven’t talked to him since we got home,” Taehyung retorted with a small glare.

“I have really nothing to talk to him about,” Yoongi shrugged.

“Really? Not even ‘thank you for saving my little brother and offering yourself to Seojoon instead?’” the younger folded arms on his chest: “Seriously, hyung, it’s ridiculous. I think you finally understood that you can’t hold us away from each other and that is great, I don’t need your verbal blessing but you should really talk to him and conclude it with him. He is your boss and also your friend, you can’t keep ignoring him forever.”

“I am still getting used to everything, okay? Tae, you and Jungkook is not something I can accept over night. I am fucking trying but it will take time. I am not gonna try to tear you apart anymore, I admit I was wrong about Jungkook when I said he’s only playing with you. He really does love you, as weird as it sounds, I can see that now but that doesn’t change the fact that being with him is dangerous for you. New people like Seojoon can appear in the future and you will be in danger again,”