CRIMSON LIES (TAEKOOK)

18.(SECOND THOUGHTS)

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Jungkook's breath hitched as he pulled Taehyung closer, fingers ghosting over the nape of his neck, their lips a tantalizing whisper apart. But instead of closing the distance, Jungkook smirked, letting the anticipation build.

"Is that so?" he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "Let's see if you can handle what you're asking for."

Then, in a move that was both deliberate and maddening, he stepped back, putting distance between them, daring Taehyung to close it.

Taehyung hesitated just a fraction. He had always been good at this-playing games, teasing and taunting until he got what he wanted. But Jungkook wasn't reacting the way most did. His fingers trembled slightly as they gripped Jungkook's shirt, but his gaze remained locked, a mix of uncertainty and boldness.

"Why would I back down?" Taehyung countered, voice breathy but defiant. He stepped forward, closing the space Jungkook had created, his hands sliding around Jungkook's waist, fingertips grazing the fabric of his shirt. He leaned in, their breaths mingling, lips just a whisper away. "I've never been the type to run away."

Jungkook's smirk widened. "Oh? You don't scare easily, do you?" His voice was teasing, laced with something deeper-something that sent heat rushing through Taehyung's veins.

Jungkook's lips brushed against Taehyung's ear, his breath warm and intoxicating. "But don't forget... I don't play fair."

Taehyung shivered but didn't pull away. Instead, he tilted his head, lips ghosting over Jungkook's jawline in a bold move. "I don't care if you play fair," he whispered. "I just want your attention."

For a moment, something flickered in Jungkook's expression-an unspoken softness. Then, with a sudden motion, he grabbed Taehyung's wrist, twisting it behind his back, his grip firm but not painful. With his other hand, he tilted Taehyung's chin up, forcing their eyes to meet.

"You've got my attention now, baby," Jungkook said, voice dark, possessive. "But be careful what you wish for."

Taehyung's breath stilled, caught between exhilaration and something deeper. His lips parted slightly, the heat between them thick, suffocating.

"Then show me," he murmured. "Show me what happens when I have your attention."

Jungkook's eyes darkened, a storm brewing behind them. He leaned in, his lips hovering, teasing the moment before everything changed.

"You asked for it," he whispered, then captured Taehyung's lips in a searing kiss.

It wasn't gentle. It was raw, desperate-months of tension, unspoken words, and stolen glances colliding in one intoxicating moment. Jungkook's hands tightened around Taehyung's waist, pulling him in as if he couldn't bear even a sliver of space between them.

Taehyung melted into it, fingers clutching at Jungkook's shirt, his body pressing flush against him. When Jungkook bit down on Taehyung's lower lip, teasingly, Taehyung let out a soft, breathless moan.

Jungkook chuckled against his lips before pulling back just enough to whisper, "Hmm... baby naughty is trying to be naughty with me." His voice was husky, laced with amusement. "Do you think I don't know what you're trying to do?"

Taehyung, still breathless, blinked up at him.

Jungkook's smirk deepened. "Many days, TaeTae... I've been watching you," he murmured, his tone knowing. "Seeing how you wanted my attention..."

Taehyung's stomach flipped. His heart pounded.

Jungkook leaned in again, this time biting down gently on Taehyung's ear. Taehyung let out a shaky breath, his hands fisting in Jungkook's shirt.