Busan Express [Taekook]

52. A Fancy Spiderweb

When Jungkook leaned in, his breath warm and tantalizing against Taehyung's ear, the proximity was almost unbearable. His lips barely grazed Taehyung's skin as he whispered, "Should I make you remember what we did this morning?" The words, husky and close, carried a weight that made Taehyung's breath hitch.

Taehyung's eyes grew even wider as the realization finally hit him. The words were like a spark, igniting a flicker of understanding in his eyes. He finally looked up at Jungkook, his lips parting as the pieces began to fall into place. Jungkook could see the blush creeping up Taehyung's neck. Taehyung was flustered, memories of that morning's passionate encounter rushing back to him. His mind flashed to the way Jungkook had manhandled him on the kitchen counter, and his cheeks turned a deeper shade of red. Great, I'm doomed-he wants to have sex. He said it in his mind.

Jungkook couldn't help but smile, his patience rewarded by the sight of Taehyung's innocence giving way to realization.

"So... you..." Taehyung stammered, unable to form a complete sentence, too embarrassed to even look Jungkook in the eyes.

Jungkook chuckled, thoroughly enjoying Taehyung's flustered state. He picked up a box from the bed-a small, elegant box wrapped in a satin ribbon. He approached Taehyung again, his hands gently caressing Taehyung's cheeks as he leaned in, inhaling the scent of Taehyung's neck, feeling Taehyung's body tremble slightly under his touch.

"This gift is for you," Jungkook whispered against Taehyung's ear, his voice sending shivers down Taehyung's spine. "To make our night even more memorable." He handed the box to Taehyung, watching his reaction closely.

Taehyung took the box with both hands, his eyes wide with curiosity. He carefully untied the ribbon and opened the box, only to gasp when he saw what was inside. He pulled out a sheer black one-piece lingerie, holding it up in front of him. His expression was a mix of shock and disbelief.

"Kookie... what is this?" Taehyung's voice trembled, barely above a whisper, as he quickly hid the lacy lingerie behind his back, his cheeks flaming with embarrassment. He glanced around the room as if searching for an escape route. "Turn around!" he blurted out, face flushing an even deeper shade of red.

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Why should I turn around?" he asked.

Taehyung bit his lip, his eyes darting everywhere but at Jungkook. "Because I'm getting shy!" he stammered, the words coming out in a rush as he stared determinedly at the floor, his ears turning pink.

Jungkook took a step closer, his grin widening at Taehyung's obvious discomfort. "If you're feeling shy, shouldn't you be the one turning around?" He teased, his voice low and mischievous.

Taehyung glanced at the lingerie in his hands, then back at Jungkook, who was now standing way too close for comfort. "What am I supposed to do with this?" he asked, holding up the delicate fabric as if it might bite him, his expression a mix of confusion and horror.