Fiery Dreams.. |Taekook|

While you were sleeping ...

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Trigger warning- consensual somnophilia(In this taekook snippet, it is a fantasy scenario between two consenting adults)

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There  was an image here which was removed by Wattpad due to violation of guidelines, it was Jungkook's inspo for this story, so if you want to see it, the link is in the comment box.. 

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"Taehyung, stop forcing yourself to drink that. It's not going to make you like it and you're just making yourself miserable," Jungkook says, laughing as he watches Taehyung take another sip of his coffee and make a disgusted face right after.

Taehyung pouts, then turns away from Jungkook so his back is facing him as he takes another drink of his gross coffee.

It's a warm, quiet morning, and almost everyone in their peaceful neighborhood in Seoul is either at work or school – except for the two men sitting on a bench at the dog park, watching their dogs run around the grass.

Work has been stressful for Taehyung lately. Everything has been piling up, and as soon as he finishes one thing, five more appear. He's been feeling like he's drowning just a bit, and he's noticed that Jungkook has been faring no better. They've both been busy and haven't gotten to spend as much time with each other as they're used to, so last night while they were cleaning up after dinner, Taehyung said, "Jungkook. We're calling off work tomorrow and we're going to spend the day together."

His demand was met with a wide smile as he was beckoned into his husband's arms – the same arms that were now sliding him across the park bench so he was cuddled into Jungkook's side.

Jungkook gently takes Taehyung's coffee cup out of his hand, then replaces it with his own drink. Taehyung takes a sip and hums at the taste of his favorite tea with several teaspoons of sugar. "But wait," he says. "You don't like things this sweet."

"It's for you. I'm not letting you continue to torture yourself."

Taehyung bites his lip to try to hide the smile growing on his face, watching as Jungkook takes a sip of Taehyung's coffee (with so much cream and sugar that it only has the essence of coffee – still too much for Taehyung) and makes a face just as he did but for a different reason.

He watches Jungkook's profile, his nose that he loves so, so much that Jungkook insists he never fully grew into – the exact reason why Taehyung loves it as much as he does. His long, dark, wavy hair that dances in the gentle breeze. The tiny scars on the top of his eyebrow and under it where he used to have his piercing. The scar on his cheek, Taehyung's favorite spot to kiss.

"You're so pretty, Kookie. So, so pretty," Taehyung says, and Jungkook's cheeks blush the same color of the cherry blossom trees surrounding them.

"Shut up," he mumbles, and it makes Taehyung's shoulders shake in quiet laughter. "You're pretty, hyung. I love your smile." Taehyung's big smile turns shy as he looks away and down at his lap. "I love when you have your hair brushed back like this." He pushes his fingers through Taehyung's hair. "Even your forehead and eyebrows are pretty."