VKook Oneshots/Smut Book🔞

Whispers In The Moonlight (M)

Jungkook and Taehyung, two souls entwined by fate, embarked on their college journey together. Their shared dorm room became a sanctuary. A place where secrets bloomed like midnight roses.

Jungkook, with his tousled hair and shy smile, arrived first. He unpacked his belongings. A worn-out guitar, a stack of novels, and a constellation map. The room smelled of fresh pine, and he wondered who his roommate would be.

Then Taehyung walked in. A whirlwind of color and laughter. His eyes sparkled like stardust, and his laughter echoed through the empty space. Jungkook's heart skipped a beat. Fate had woven their paths together.

Late nights blurred into early mornings. Jungkook strummed his guitar, melodies weaving through the room. Taehyung sat cross-legged on his bed, sketching constellations on the ceiling. Their whispers danced like fireflies, secrets shared under the moonlight.

Taehyung confessed his love for art. The way colors bled into emotions, how brushstrokes captured longing. Jungkook revealed his fear of the dark. The way shadows clung to memories, how music chased away ghosts. They held each other's vulnerabilities like fragile glass.

Their friendship deepened. Taehyung's laughter became Jungkook's favorite melody. Jungkook's quiet strength anchored Taehyung's wild spirit. They studied side by side, fueled by caffeine and dreams. Their fingers brushed accidentally, igniting sparks that neither dared acknowledge.

One stormy night, Taehyung whispered, "Jungkook, do you believe in destiny?" Jungkook traced the curve of Taehyung's jaw, rain tapping against the window. "I believe in us," he replied, and their lips met. A collision of longing and uncertainty.

Their kisses tasted of forbidden fruit. Jungkook's fingers mapped constellations on Taehyung's skin. Taehyung's laughter turned breathless as Jungkook explored every inch of him. They navigated love like sailors lost at sea. Hungry for each other, yet afraid of the tempest.

In the quiet hours, Taehyung whispered secrets against Jungkook's chest. "I've loved you since the stars witnessed our meeting." Jungkook held him tighter, promising eternity. But shadows crept in. Their pasts, their fears. Taehyung's eyes held mysteries he couldn't share.

One moonlit night, Taehyung traced Jungkook's scars. The ones hidden beneath his shirt. "Tell me," he pleaded. Jungkook hesitated, then revealed the truth. The accident that stole his parents, the guilt he carried. Taehyung kissed each scar, whispering, "You're not alone."

They vowed to chase away darkness together. Taehyung's art adorned their walls. Galaxies painted in hues of longing. Jungkook played love songs, fingers dancing across strings. Their love was a symphony. A crescendo of vulnerability and passion.

Currently, Taehyung was on his to their dorm room after a stressful day at college. He just can't wait to jump on his boyfriend and cuddle him to death. As he entered the dormitory he was met with silence. He didnt pay any mind to it as he entered his bedroom and suddenly he was met with rose petals everywhere, especially the bed he and Jungkook shared.

"Jungkook," Taehyung said to the man laying on the bed infront of him wearing a white buttoned shirt with three buttons open and a black trouser.

The room was bathed in a soft, rosy glow, the air thick with anticipation. Jungkook, his eyes crinkling at the corners, sat up, revealing the trail of petals leading to their bed. His lips curved into a smile that held galaxies within.

"Good evening, my love," Jungkook whispered, his voice a velvet caress. He reached out, pulling Taehyung onto the bed. The petals rustled beneath them, a fragrant carpet of promises.

Taehyung nestled against Jungkook's chest, fingers tracing the contours of his collarbone. "What's all this?" he asked, eyes wide with wonder.

Jungkook's gaze held Taehyung's. A universe of emotions swirling. "You've been stressed lately," he murmured. "I wanted to create a haven. A place where worries melt like dewdrops."