Black Rose | Taekook

16. Revealed

Taehyung had his back against the shut door of his room and he was shaking uncontrollably. He placed hand on his mouth and sobbed, "I-i am such a mess.....", he said, hiccuping. Nothing going on in his life made sense right now. He felt like what he was living so far was a lie, a bubble that burst. Now what he will do?

"I should have hated it.... I should have stopped him..... I-i......", he hiccupped sliding against the door and resting his butt on the ground. He hid his face in his hands and sobbed to his fill.

"He must be thinking how.... how cheap I-i am.... I slapped him that d-day even for kissing m-my cheek and now...... Ohhh why the hell I am being like this.....", Taehyung scolded to himself.

"I-i never felt like that..... I used to feel bad in....in my stomach but with h-him.... With h-him I didn't feel it..... Why don't I feel bad with him.....", Taehyung started to cry again.

"H-he makes m-me feel safe.... H-he treats me good..... H-he cares for me..... I care for him too.... But this.... My heart beats like crazy when I see him.... When I am with him....when I....", Taehyung back to past five months of his life that he had spent with Jungkook and all he was in those times is happy. He was happy and safe and fulfilling. He never felt that way.

"D-do I like men? Or it's just something to do with him?", Taehyung said. He looked back and thought about different boys that tried to set him time to time and he wanted to throw up still. Taehyung wiped off his tears, he still needs to find an answer. He had lived his life so perfectly and now it was just messy because he didn't plan it like that.

It wasn't his fault how it had turned out he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. When nothing in his life was making sense then why would he and and his desires?, "It's okay to be a mess.... I'll figure out....", Taehyung smiled. Jungkook did made him free in every manner, either it would be his family problem, his career or personal life. He likes this feeling, he likes the feeling of being free, wild and not chained.

He stood up opened his door and ran to Jungkook's room. He didn't even knock and opened it like that. He found Jungkook sitting on bed, freshly bathed, trying to adjust his casting, "Hey little Kim can you-....."

Before he could complete, Taehyung ran to him, pushed Jungkook back on the bed, crawled and straddled him, leaned and placed his lips on Jungkook's. All of it happened in a split second. Jungkook was still, Taehyung squeezed his jaw open and inserted his tongue in. Jungkook gave him the answer as he placed his free hand on the back of Taehyung's head as their tongues fought and Jungkook's gained the dominance.

Even in the heat of moment Taehyung didn't let his body weight fall on Jungkook's injured arm that was in between them. Taehyung didn't feel bad or disgusting, he oppositely felt euphoric, the way Jungkook took the control and devoured his mouth. The grip of Jungkook's lips was so strong that Taehyung felt being eaten up. It wasn't a kiss, it was devouring how Jungkook was savouring his soft lips up. Taehyung finally pulled back, as he panted hard against Jungkook's lips with his eyes closed. Jungkook was also doing the same, both of them fighting for the same air in between them.

"Should I also slap you?", Jungkook said, "You didn't take my consent....."

Taehyung realized, he didn't know what came to him that he jumped on Jungkook like a hungry tiger but yes it was wrong. Taehyung straightened his back and Jungkook was still flat against the mattress looking at him with hooded blue eyes, "You can.....", Taehyung said. If he says no this means that he was being hypocrite.