Stuck With You [Taekook ff]

20 | His New Roommate

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The others were taken aback when they saw Taehyung and Jungkook together, checking out of the resort. Jimin had texted the group, letting them know that Jungkook would be flying back with Taehyung, a detail that made Namjoon uneasy.

Yoongi couldn't help but smile, his familiar, endearing gummy grin spreading across his face as he watched the couple. They were openly affectionate, and their instant rapport was a delight to witness. Taehyung had his arm securely wrapped around Jungkook's waist, holding him close as if silently claiming him. The sight warmed Yoongi's heart. He quietly hoped that their relationship would flourish, knowing how rare and precious such a quick connection could be.

Taehyung had already begun to change for the better, breaking down the walls he'd built around himself. He was used to going by a strict plan. Plans made him feel safe. And now, seemingly overnight, his method of living was changing. Jungkook had been the catalyst for that transformation, the light that had drawn Taehyung out of his shadows—in just two days, no less! The two of them now shared a radiant, almost ethereal aura, that melted Yoongi's heart. It was clear that a bond had formed between them, no matter how big or small.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook with deep, unwavering affection—the same look Yoongi reserved for Willow. He recognized that mesmerized gaze all too well, a look that spoke of devotion and admiration. The couple wore that sentiment well, their mesmerization  evident in every glance and subtle touch.

"What the hell?" Hoseok asked, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Where's my real friend, Kim Taehyung? He's clinging to this guy like they're a real couple and whatnot. Since when does he like open affection? He hates open PDA. I gave him a pass while we were at TopGolf. But he's doing the most right now."

"Maybe he's being all touchy because he got laid last night..." Jin couldn't resist adding, still fixated on the topic.

"Dude, get your own life and stop worrying about who should hook up with who," Yoongi retorted, rolling his cat-like eyes at Jin.

After checking out, they all piled into a limousine for the ride to the airport, lamenting the end of their Las Vegas adventure. Jimin, still in party mode, wore his "Getting Married" sash and a plastic crown. His drinks were paid for by other passengers, who were clearly in on the fun.

On the plane, Jungkook had a drink to ease his mind. Taehyung, however, decided to stay sober, knowing he'd need to drive once they landed.

Taehyung felt confident they had evaded Jungkook's stalkers, but he knew it was only a matter of time before they found out Jungkook had left with him. If they came to D.C., he'd be ready. He reached over and squeezed Jungkook's hand, offering silent reassurance.

What was it about Jungkook that made Taehyung willing to risk everything to protect him? Was Jungkook just a stranger that he wanted to help out? Maybe so since Taehyung had always been the type to root for the underdog, even in movies. Perhaps that was part of it—Jungkook was an underdog. He was being trampled on by a force bigger than himself. But there was more to Jungkook's anguish, and Taehyung intended to make him talk once they were home and settled.

Jin leaned in close to Jimin, Hoseok, and Namjoon, whispering conspiratorially. "Guys, did you notice how Jungkook struggled to sit down at first? And he took some pain pills with his drink. Something definitely happened last night. Taehyung was definitely top."

Yoongi remained unbothered, while Hoseok was deep in thought. Namjoon looked slightly disgusted, but Jimin was beaming with pride.

"He deserves all the ass he can get," Jimin declared. "I'm not into guys, but damn, Jungkook is a whole damn snack." He downed his third shot of vanilla vodka.