Anaxiphilia | Taekook Fanfic

Our Love

" They considered it sick. The way I wanted you and yearned for you, they looked at me like I was sick and disgusting, Hyung. " Jungkook mumbled slowly, his voice falling over Taehyung's skin like the velvety rush of the wind that was longed for and prayed for.

Taehyung's arms were securely holding Jungkook against his chest, his back firmly plastered and his nose tucked into the hollow space of Jungkook's neck. To say that he was on the verge of getting up and getting his hands on the man and the woman who didn't just hurt Jungkook but Hazel as well was an understatement.

" You shouldn't have trusted her enough to tell everything and- "

" I was drunk and needed to let it all out. " Jungkook shifted himself, turning his head to take a look of Taehyung. And, just like his orphan feet that wandered here and there in search of ground, those amorous blue earth of Taehyung's eyes became his one ground where he for sure knew his home existed.

His true home. Right in those eyes, warmth in these arms and heavenly serenity in that moment. That everlasting moment.

The corners of Jungkook's mouth tilted and he leaned closer to brush his lips over Taehyung's silken lips, stealing a mind numbing but grounding kiss from the man he had spent last seven years of his life pining after.

Resting his palm over Taehyung's jawline, Jungkook tilted his head to rest his head over Taehyung's shoulder, " Even though she never wanted to have my baby considering that she remembered whatever I told her about us and the things happened between us. But, her emotional attachment to the baby growing inside her had her giving birth to her so we had to make it work. "

" Make what work? "

" Parenting. I didn't want Hazel to miss onto her second parent. And, it all went well until David came. " Jungkook's throat closed up as the words which were said by David once. Taehyung noticed how Jungkook's hand for a second tightened on his collar, a slight tremble ringing in that flesh.

Taehyung smoothened his hand over his cheek, shaking his head at him like he was sitting infront of a baby, " What did he do? Tell me. " Taehyung wasn't really aware of how unintentionally his eyes hardened and his jaw sharpened from the gritting of his jaws.

Jungkook shrugged, pressing his lips tight, " Incest. He named our love nothing but dirty incest, Hyung. " Jungkook said, his voice low and his fingers playing with the collars of Taehyung's shirt.

" Its bullshit- "

" We grew up together, Hyung. Different surnames but we grew up together as broth- "

Taehyung stopped Jungkook from completing his sentence by cradling his face hard enough. His hands cupped his cheeks, and pulled him closer until they were breathing nothing but each other. Just each other. Pressing their foreheads together, Taehyung looked dead in Jungkook's eyes, shaking his head slowly making his point clear to Jungkook,

" I stopped seeing you as my brother long long ago. You stopped being my brother when you touching someone else began to hurt me. You stopped being my brother when I first thought of kissing you, loving you and wanting you to be mine. Just mine, Jungkook. " He muttered, his voice husky and firm.

Letting his hand travel to the back of his head, he curled his fingers into his strands and tugged tightly at the roots, making Jungkook wince at the force which resulted in his mouth falling open slowly. " My consciousness came to be with the need to be yours, Love. And, there is no other way of putting my love for you. "

Jungkook's eyes fell close slowly as the heat swirled in his abdomen, making him want nothing but to land himself over Taehyung's lap and embrace him. Hold him. Close, oh so close. He wanted nothing other than to flush himself against Taehyung in a way so he can't tell where he ended and where Taehyung was starting.