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Addicted [M]

It was 1 AM and Taehyung was in his bed, watching a series on his laptop, when he heard the faint sound of a door opening. The apartment was usually quiet at this time, with the distant murmur of the city a gentle lullaby. But tonight, the silence was pierced by the soft pad of footsteps approaching his room. Jungkook had arrived home from his late-night jog. The sound was as comforting as the smell of rain, something Taehyung had learned to anticipate, a part of their shared rhythm.

"Kook," Taehyung called out softly, not taking his eyes off the screen. "You're back."

The footsteps stopped, and Jungkook's shadow loomed in the doorway, his breathing even despite the exercise. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice a low rumble that made the hair on Taehyung's arms stand on end.

Taehyung turned to face him, his heart racing. Jungkook's eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, reflecting the screen's flicker. "You never do," he murmured, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

Jungkook stepped into the room, the scent of night air and sweat mingling with the room's stale warmth. He was a study in contradictions. His exterior, a mask of calm, while his eyes smoldered with a hunger that could never be satiated. Taehyung felt a thrill run down his spine as Jungkook approached the bed. The mattress dipped slightly under his weight as he sat on the edge, his hand reaching out to gently lift Taehyung's chin.

Taehyung closed his laptop and met Jungkook's gaze, his own eyes dark with desire. Jungkook leaned in, his nose flaring as he inhaled deeply. He needed to breathe Taehyung's scent, to reaffirm that his world was still spinning because Taehyung was in it. The faint scent of Taehyung's cologne mixed with the natural sweetness of his skin was like a drug to Jungkook, a scent that could soothe any storm brewing in his mind.

"You know you can't resist me," Jungkook whispered, his voice a seductive caress in the quiet night. Taehyung's breath hitched, his heart thudding against his ribcage. He knew it was true. Jungkook had a way of reaching into his soul and plucking out the deepest, most primal parts of him. It was terrifying and exhilarating, like standing at the edge of a cliff and knowing you could either fall or fly.

"And neither can you resist me," Taehyung replied, his voice a whisper that barely contained the excitement coursing through him. Jungkook's eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on his lips as he leaned in closer, his breath warm on Taehyung's neck. He knew he had him hooked, and the power was intoxicating. Taehyung felt the heat of Jungkook's body against his own, a stark contrast to the chill in the air. His pulse quickened as Jungkook's hand slid up his arm, the touch sending shivers down his spine.

Jungkook's grip tightened, not enough to hurt but enough to remind Taehyung of who was in control. His thumb traced lazy circles on Taehyung's wrist, his eyes never leaving Taehyung's. "I can feel your heart racing," he said, his voice a low growl. "You know what I do to you."

Taehyung nodded, his eyes fluttering shut. Jungkook leaned in closer, his nose brushing against Taehyung's ear. "Say it," he murmured, his breath hot and demanding. "Tell me you can't resist."

Taehyung's voice was a mere breath. "I can't resist you."

Jungkook's smirk grew wider, his eyes gleaming. He leaned in further, his mouth brushing against Taehyung's earlobe. "Good," he whispered, the word sending a shiver through Taehyung's body. Jungkook's hand slid from Taehyung's wrist to his neck, his thumb resting gently against his pulse point. The beat was erratic, a wild staccato that matched the rhythm of Jungkook's own heart. He reveled in the power he held over Taehyung, the way he could make him tremble with a single touch.

Taehyung's eyes snapped open, and he reached up, pushing Jungkook's hand away. He sat up, the sheet sliding down to expose his bare shoulders. Jungkook's expression didn't change, but his eyes darkened, the pupils dilating as Taehyung's hand curled around the back of his neck. With surprising strength, Taehyung tugged Jungkook down, forcing him to lay on his back. Jungkook's eyes remained on Taehyung, his breathing shallow as Taehyung straddled his hips, his legs on either side of Jungkook's body. The power dynamic shifted, and for a brief moment, Jungkook felt a thrill of fear mixed with his excitement.