Did We Love Each Other ✔️

Chapter 21

Taehyung didn’t speak—he didn’t need to. His lips lingered against Jungkook’s soft ones, tasting the quiet ache they both carried. He felt it too… the weight of pain that only his bunny could ease. Right now, there was nothing in his mind but the need to heal him, to hold him, to make him forget everything else.

With a deep, steadying breath, Taehyung shifted, rolling them gently so he hovered over Jungkook on the bed, their lips never parting. The kiss deepened, slow and deliberate, each movement speaking more than words ever could. Jungkook’s shirt hung loose on his shoulders, already unfastened by his own impatient fingers, exposing the warm pale skin Taehyung craved to touch. His hands slid over that bare expanse, feeling the heat beneath his palms, before he peeled the shirt fully away. Without breaking the kiss, he tossed it aside carelessly, letting it fall wherever it may. Jungkook’s skin pressed to his, bare against bare, sending a shiver through them both—slow, intoxicating, and impossible to pull away from.

Taehyung’s mind was spiraling, his heart pounding so violently he could feel it in every corner of his body. The rush of blood to his chest was wild, almost unbearable—his heartbeat so loud it seemed to echo in his ears. His hands moved lower, sliding over the curve of Jungkook’s back before slipping under the waistband of his pants. His fingers gripped firmly, kneading the soft flesh of his baby’s ass. Jungkook let out a muffled moan into the kiss, his body jerking slightly under the sudden pressure. Taehyung squeezed harder, his middle finger brushing over that delicate, hidden spot, coaxing another breathless sound from the younger.

Jungkook broke the kiss abruptly, his eyes wide and dazed, chest rising and falling in heavy breaths. His face was flushed a deep red, and the tears that had once threatened to fall now clung stubbornly to his lashes, drying in the heat between them. Taehyung leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to the side of his cheek, the gesture soft yet loaded with unspoken hunger. In one fluid movement, he rolled their bodies, placing Jungkook beneath him.

For a moment, Taehyung simply looked—his gaze dark, consuming, trailing over every trembling inch of the boy below. His lips parted, his breathing deep and uneven. Somewhere in the haze, he realized he had forgotten everything—every hesitation, every reason to stop. All that remained was the undeniable pull toward the one person who could unravel him completely. All he wanted now was to tangle himself with his bun until there was no space, no air, no separation—only them.

Taehyung’s lips brushed softly over Jungkook’s cheek, his touch unhurried, savoring the heat of his skin. Meanwhile, his fingers teased at that sensitive spot, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles. His mouth wandered, finding the other side of Jungkook’s face, where he pressed deep kisses, letting his tongue trace over the skin before leaving behind a slick trail of saliva.

Jungkook’s breath hitched, a soft moan spilling past his lips as his fingers tightened in the bedsheets. His chest rose sharply when Taehyung’s mouth began its descent to his neck, warm breaths fanning over damp skin. A shiver ran through him as Taehyung’s fingers trailed upward, brushing lightly over his stomach, sending butterflies swirling deep in his belly.

The wandering hand moved higher, cupping and caressing one of his soft bosoms, making Jungkook gasp. His own hands flew to grip his husband’s wrist, but Taehyung was far gone, lost in the haze of touch and taste, his mouth busy marking the pale column of his neck with slow, bruising kisses.

In one swift move, Taehyung pinned Jungkook’s wrists above his head with a single hand, holding them firmly in place. His lips dipped lower, trailing a heated path down to the curve of his chest. He lingered there, pressing light kisses along the cleft before letting his tongue roam lazily over the sensitive skin. His teeth grazed lightly, then nipped, pulling out a breathy whimper.