Stuck With You [Taekook ff]

57 | Stuck With U, Baby

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They made it back to their Airbnb and showered before sitting down to eat dinner. The couple had picked up Korean delectables from a food truck parked near their building.

As Taehyung ate his Korean fried chicken and side dishes, he asked Jungkook for the second time, "Do you remember anything about the building we scouted?"

Jungkook shook his head. "Nothing. Maybe if I saw the inside of the apartment, it might jog my memory."

"No worries," Taehyung said, slurping up some japchae. "We'll figure it all out."

"I just want this to be over," Jungkook said, taking a sip of his ice water.

"Me too. Then we can move on with our lives," Taehyung sighed, switching the TV to the news.

Jungkook's head snapped up at Taehyung's words. What did he mean by that? Then we can move on with our lives...Would they go back to their separate lives after this was all over, or did Taehyung mean something else?

Jungkook felt a knot form in his chest. He swallowed hard. If they were going back to how things were before their elevator meet-cute, without each other, then the little sanctuary Jungkook had set up in the rental's master bedroom would be for nothing.

Jungkook had picked up a few things from the drugstore downstairs while Taehyung was getting the food—things he'd hoped to surprise him with tonight. After his shower, Jungkook had set up a romantic haven for them.

The truth was, that Jungkook wanted to finally tell Taehyung how he felt. He had planned to do it tonight, once they were in bed.

Taehyung looked up from his tteokbokki. "Hey, why aren't you eating?"

"I'm saving it for later," Jungkook replied, clearing his throat.

"Later?" Taehyung frowned in confusion. He chortled. "You always eat with me. But now you're getting full-on water?"

"I'm just not hungry right now." The truth was that he wanted sex and he wanted to make sure his digestive tract was in the clear. He wanted tonight to be perfect. True, they normally ate together, but everything Jungkook ordered was spicy and he decided to hold off devouring his meal. He'd eat post-coital.

After he finished eating, Taehyung put their leftovers away and plopped down on the living area's couch next to Jungkook. Taehyung's favorite news anchor was on. Erin Burnett was on the television screen, interviewing some uptight senator about voting rights.

"Wow, there's the Boner Lady." Jungkook snorted.

"Boner Lady?"

"Yeah, the news anchor that turns you on," Jungkook explained. Then he looked down at Taehyung's crouch.

"Well, lately, you're the only one who gives me a hard-on," Taehyung admitted.

"Is that so?" Jungkook asked as he playfully flicked Taehyung's chin.

Taehyung closed the small gap between them. "You should know that by now," he breathed out into Jungkook's lips.

Their eyes met for a brief moment before Taehyung leaned in, capturing Jungkook's lips in a gentle kiss. The warmth of the touch deepened as they melted into each other, hands exploring, fingers tangled in hair. They moved slowly, savoring every moment, lost in the quiet intimacy of the room. When they finally pulled apart, breathless, they rested their foreheads together, a soft smile playing on both their lips.