Love's crossroads (Jikook)

Love's Crossroads

Taeyung woke up early, his head pounding from the heavy drinking of the night before. But all those thoughts melted away as he saw Jimin nestled peacefully in his arms, still fast asleep. The memories of their passionate night together flooded back, and with them, a wave of anxiety. What if Jimin resented him for what had happened? What if this caused a rift between them? The thought of Jimin leaving him or hating him for his actions weighed heavily on his heart.

As Taeyung wrestled with these fears, Jimin stirred slightly, unconsciously nuzzling his head against Taeyung's bare chest. The gentle movement sent a shock through Taeyung, making him freeze, but he didn't dare move, afraid of disturbing the peaceful moment.

Jimin slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the morning light. When his vision cleared, he found himself pressed against Taeyung, their bodies still intimately close. A soft smile spread across Jimin's lips as he looked up at Taeyung, his gaze warm and content. The sight of that smile made Taeyung's heart flutter, but also intensified the guilt gnawing at him.

"Good morning," Jimin murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. His hand, which had been resting on Taeyung's chest, gently traced a pattern over his skin, causing Taeyung's breath to hitch.

"Morning," Taeyung replied, his voice shaky. He could barely meet Jimin's eyes, the weight of what they'd done pressing down on him. "Jimin... about last night..."

Jimin's smile softened as he saw the worry etched on Taeyung's face. He could sense the fear and guilt Taeyung was feeling, and he didn't want him to misunderstand.

"Taeyung," Jimin whispered, "you don't need to worry. I don't regret anything." He gently cupped Taeyung's face, his thumb brushing against his cheek. "I... I don't want you to think I'm going to leave or hate you. I could never hate you."

The sincerity in Jimin's voice made Taeyung's heart clench. He held Jimin's hand against his cheek, leaning into the touch. "But... I was scared I might have pushed you... that you might feel differently now."

Jimin shook his head. "You didn't push me into anything. Last night... it just felt right, Taeyung. I wanted it as much as you did."

Taeyung stared into Jimin's eyes, searching for any hint of doubt or regret, but all he found was a gentle understanding. It was enough to make his anxiety ease, if only slightly.

"I don't want to lose you, Jimin," Taeyung admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jimin leaned up, pressing a soft kiss to Taeyung's lips. "You won't. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere."

Taeyung wrapped his arms tightly around Jimin, pulling him closer, as if afraid to let him go. They stayed like that for a while, holding each other in the quiet of the morning, letting the warmth of their embrace speak louder than any words could.

For now, the worries and uncertainties could wait. All that mattered was the present, and the two of them, together.

After lying together in the warm embrace for a while, Taeyung's mind began to drift to a mischievous thought. His hand slowly made its way toward Jimin's lower front, teasingly inching closer. But before he could get far, Jimin quickly caught his hand, his face flushing with shyness.

"Yahhh, what are you doing, Taeyung-ah?" Jimin asked, his voice a mix of embarrassment and playful scolding.

Taeyung grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Just having my breakfast, Jimin-ah," he teased, leaning closer as he spoke.

Jimin's blush deepened, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red. He tried to look away, but Taeyung's playful expression made it impossible to hide his embarrassment. "Why are you so shy? I saw everything last night," Taeyung added with a wink, enjoying how easily he could fluster Jimin.