𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟓𝟗

Around ten o'clock, a shirtless Jungkook gets out of the bathroom and stands face to face with Taehyung, who stares at him with a poker face.

"Do you need to use the bathroom? Sure, all yours."

At Taehyung emotionless reaction as an answer, he shrugs and walks pass him to their room, but long and thin fingers wrap around his wrist rather tightly and he stops, turning his head. He doesn't mutter a word, he doesn't need to, as those precious black eyes stare back at him.

Jungkook frowns slightly. Taehyung was here a moment ago, why did Tiger take over? Nothing happened, if it did he didn't acknowledge it.

Jungkook turns his body completely ready to speak up, but Tiger hugs him.

"I missed you, Bunny." Tiger mutters with his famous raspy voice.

"Hey, there." Jungkook pats his back, "What are you doing here?"

Tiger breaks them free. "I just missed you."

Jungkook blinks. "Sorry, I thought I saw Taehyung a moment ago. I didn't expect it would be you."

"Well, that's because it wasn't me a moment ago."

Jungkook titters and ruffles his hair, and Tiger doesn't try to put the locks of hair back into place anymore.

"So," Jungkook walks towards their room, "you took over because you missed me?"

"I missed you and I took over, not the same thing. But I didn't do it intentionally. I told you I can sense you," Tiger closes the door, "and I wished I could be here with you."

Jungkook retrieves a hoodie from his wardrobe. "And just like that you took over?"

"Yeah."

Jungkook hums. "I thought Taehyung could control himself better. Didn't you sense me a few hours ago? We were together in the living room with Jimin."

"With Jimin," Tiger emphasizes, clenching his jaw, "so he's the reason I couldn't take over sooner." he lays on Jungkook's bed carelessly. "Hell, Bunny, this boy keeps Taehyung anchored to himself to the core. It takes me a lot of effort to take over when he's around, and he always wakes up Tae. No one else in this entire house can. Hell, why does it have to be him?" he scoffs, "Well, of course it had to be him. Bet Taehyung can sense Jimin, it would explain everything."

Jungkook blinks for a moment, questioning if Tiger has forgotten about his presence and has just talked to himself. He hopes Tiger won't ask for his point of view because Jimin's his friend and Tiger's his . . . well, his something.

He takes a breath and carefully lays next to him. Tiger allows him to put an arm around his shoulder.

Jungkook clears his throat. "Um, now that we're talking about him . . . is Taehyung okay? He has been acting odd these past few days."

He has discussed it with Jimin earlier today and the blond haired male explained he noticed it too, but Jungkook keeps that extra piece of information to himself to avoid upsetting Tiger more than he already is at the mention of Jimin.

Tiger raises an eyebrow. "Odd how?"

"He doesn't talk much, as if he has lost all his energies or will to live. Do you know what's going on inside his mind? Or his body?"

Tiger shakes his head.

"Hm, I s'posed that. Do you think he's still in shock after seeing Mimi? He has been acting quite questionable since that day."

Tiger hums. "Could be."

"Actually," Jungkook sits properly on the bed, "he told me they did something to him before they took him to the woods."

"What?" Tiger mimics him and hold his hand.

"They did something to him to knock him out, Taehyung doesn't know what. He even asked me if he would die. Do you think whatever they did to him is showing up?"

Tiger lets out a sigh and wraps an arm around Jungkook. "You can trust me, they didn't put anything weird in Taehyung's body. He must be acting that way for another reason, don't think too much about it."

"How are you so sure?"

"Because it would affect me too."

Jungkook nods. "Make sense. But if it's not it, what's wrong with him?"

Tiger tilts his head and takes a better look to his face. "Since when do you care?"

"I think he doesn't hate me as much as he did anymore."

"Why?"

"Uh, well," he clears his throat, "Jimin found out about our shared past. He saw a picture of us in my parents' home. The boys found out we're childhood friends, too."

"Right, your parents' home. How did it go? Did you find what you were looking for?" Tiger moves his body, and one of his thighs ends up on top of Jungkook's.

Jungkook smiles at the contact and nods. "Seokjin already worked on it."

"Cool."

Jungkook turns his head and a slight smirk appears on his face at the short distance of their lips. He gazes at his black eyes and then back to his lips. Slowly, he hovers over him until Tiger lays completely on his back.

"Did I mention between all the chaos that I missed you?" he pecks his lips.

"No, but I can figure it out."

Jungkook smiles and kisses him again. He doesn't wait as much as the last time to slide his tongue in. Tiger softly moans and Jungkook moves one hand to cup his cheek.

He doesn't want to imagine what the others would think if they could see them, the deception and betrayal in their eyes if they could see this. But Jungkook's soul burns to feel Tiger's skin on his own.

Jungkook lowers his hand and plays with the end of Tiger's sweater. He doesn't complain.

Jungkook pulls away slowly, recovering his breath. "May I?"

Tiger doesn't need further explanation and nods. He wraps both arms around Jungkook's neck and buries his fingers on his hair. He pulls him closer until their lips lock again.

Jungkook slides his hand under the piece of clothing and squeezes his waist gently. His cold hand gives Tiger goosebumps, but that doesn't stop Jungkook from caressing his torso. As he expected, his skin's warm and soft under his touch.

He tilts his head to deepen the kiss, cupping his cheek with the other hand.

Jungkook's half erected dick presses against Tiger's. He should stop. They both should stop. But their lips keep connected.

Neither of them make the effort to pull away.

To stop this madness.

A few minutes later, Tiger pulls away gasping for air. His eyes shine brighter staring at Jungkook's. With one hand still caressing Tiger's skin, Jungkook slowly pushes the cloth up and Tiger raises his arms.

Jungkook throws the sweater away and bites his lips. His eyes travel from his baby belly to his collarbones. He caresses his skin gently, as if Tiger could break. His thumbs rub his nipples on their way down and the alter bites his lip.

Jungkook takes off his black hoodie, his eyes still locked with Tiger's. His hands find its way back to Tiger's cheeks and kisses the freckle on his nose.

"You're beautiful."

Tiger opens his mouth, but nothing comes out.

Jungkook lowers his hands, his knuckles rubbing Tiger's arms so gently it makes the alter giggle. He takes a hold of his hands and intertwines their fingers, resting their hands on each side of Tiger's head.

The moment their lips find their way to each other and Jungkook slowly thrusts his hips creating more friction, he wishes Tiger would've locked the door.