Did We Love Each Other ✔️

Chapter 8

The next day was calm and peaceful for both of them.
Jungkook woke up to the sound of someone calling his name. At first, he ignored it, but the deep voice persisted, refusing to let him stay asleep. Eventually, he had no choice but to rise from his half-slumber. He sat on the bed with half-closed eyes, struggling to fully open them. The sight made Taehyung chuckle softly — his little baby bunny looked too adorable in that sleepy state. Without thinking, he reached out and gently squeezed Jungkook’s chubby cheeks, pulling him out of his drowsiness. Jungkook glanced at Taehyung, eyes still heavy with sleep, while bringing a hand to his head, wincing at the sudden flare of pain there. His eyes then slowly scanned the room, confusion growing on his face.

“When did I get here?” he wondered. The last thing he remembered was being in that filthy party club last night… and now he had woken up in Taehyung's room.

"Ohh, my rabbit-looking human, wake up. Now can you go and freshen up quickly? We have a flight in two hours. I already packed our stuff, so go and do your part..." Taehyung said, dragging Jungkook up and making him stand from the bed.

Jungkook, still dizzy with a painful head and nearly falling, was immediately pulled into Taehyung’s ’s arms. Taehyung circled his arms around him and dragged him even closer. Jungkook just blinked up at Taehyung with his big, innocent doe eyes, making Taehyung pause—his gaze unknowingly softening as he stared back at him. Suddenly, Jungkook gasped when Taehyung’s arms tightened again, pulling him even closer, their bodies now completely pressed together.

"Why are you falling?" Taehyung asked in his low, deep voice.

"Huh... ab... my head was... hmm... just paining..." Jungkook mumbled, making Taehyung nod his head slightly, already understanding the reason behind it. But Jungkook just kept staring at him with his big, innocent eyes—until he suddenly froze. He could feel Taehyung’s fingers gently caressing his waist, causing his entire face to flush a deep shade of red. His eyes dropped quickly, unable to handle the intense gaze Taehyung was now giving him again.

"When we came here... I don't remember anything from last night..."

Jungkook whispered softly in his small, tiny voice, digging his fingers gently into Taehyung’s shoulder. In response, Taehyung pressed his fingers more firmly against Jungkook’s waist. The younger was breathing heavily, completely lost in the moment. He didn’t understand what was happening—why he was acting like this or why his body was reacting so strongly. He wanted to pull away, to run to the washroom, but the way Taehyung’s fingers moved on his waist and the heat of his breath brushing against his lips made it impossible to back off. Instead, his body leaned into the warmth radiating from Taehyung’s strong frame, silently craving to stay in that moment forever.

While Taehyung exhaled a satisfied breath, relieved that Jungkook didn’t remember anything and hadn’t realized he had opened up about every painful truth last night, his gaze shifted to Jungkook, who was looking down with a flushed face. Taehyung snapped back to his senses, realizing he had been holding Jungkook too close—their lips were just inches apart. For a moment, his mind went blank as he stared at Jungkook’s cherry lips, slightly bitten by his teeth. Seeing that, Taehyung’s own teeth ached to bite it harshly, to tangle with those lips, and the black mole beneath them only made it harder to pull his gaze away and regain control.

He just stared, unaware that his own lips were moving closer to Jungkook’s petal-soft ones. Feeling the warm breath brush closer, Jungkook quickly diverted his gaze and looked into Taehyung’s dark blue eyes, but his whole body trembled from the intense shiver caused by the dark, fixed stare on his lips (what’s going to happen next? 👀). Jungkook gulped hard, his knees about to give out and collapse any moment, but Taehyung’s arms wrapped tightly around him again, pulling him even closer—so close that if either of them moved, their lips would touch.