Midas Touch ➸ Taekook

- Sixteenth -

Taehyung was freezing. He wasn't shivering, he was trembling violently, spasms running through him, completely naked against the cold white sheets. He kept running his hands over his skin, his softness replaced by goose bumps. He was always cold. Ever since the day his power had manifested itself, he'd never stopped being cold. It was like a curse, preventing him from ever feeling warm again. The boy huddled in on himself, trying as best he could to keep warm. But to no avail.

Suddenly, he felt the bed sink and lips came to rest on his shoulder, placing a delicate kiss on it. And his skin warmed immediately. That simple kiss had sent a wave of warmth through him, eradicating the cold that had crept into his bones. Taehyung sighed with relief, as if he'd been relieved of a pain he'd been enduring for years.

"Chéri..."

The kisses began again, each time moving up a little further, ending up on the back of his neck, where they redoubled their intensity, more powerful, more intense. And Taehyung couldn't help moaning as the heat continued to spread through him, enveloping him in a soft, fluffy duvet. And it only intensified when these lips were joined by two strong arms, which embraced him.

"You're so beautiful... You smell so good..."

Taehyung turned, his gaze boring into red eyes that were so intense he shivered.

"Jungkook..."

The man smiled, then buried his face in the nape of the teenager's neck, placing new kisses there, light and discreet at first, like a brush, then more and more powerful. The Cajun even ended up sucking and nibbling the skin, eliciting little moans of pleasure from the teenager, who was wriggling in his arms. Jungkook tightened his grip around his waist, pulling him a little closer.

And that's when Taehyung felt it. His naked body against his. Their skins pressed together so tightly they could have melted. The teenager could feel his warmth spreading through him. It wasn't just his hot breath crashing against his face, no, it was the very essence of Jungkook, everything he was that Taehyung could feel. There was no pain, no energy, no memories, just two bodies against each other.

"I want you, chéri..." Jungkook breathed against his skin, awakening a new ball of heat in the pit of the boy's stomach.

Me too, thought Taehyung. He constantly wanted him. Ever since the day he'd first laid eyes on him, he'd longed for his body against his own. To feel the roughness of his skin against his. He wanted to know what it felt like to touch Jeon Jungkook. He wanted to know what it felt like to be one with him.

"So take me."

Taehyung had never been so forward. He was always so scared that he forbade himself anything. But this time he didn't want to hold back. He didn't know if all this was real, if that body he could feel was really pressed up against him, but it didn't matter. He'd face the hard truth later.

Jungkook made love to him so forcefully that Taehyung lost all sense of time. He could feel the hard member pressing into him, so deep he could see stars. One thrust Jungkook was gentle, covering his skin with kisses, kissing each of his moles, finishing with the one on the tip of his nose, sinking into him so gently he could feel the veins of his cock pulsing against its walls. Then the next, the man fucked him hard, without restraint, pounding him so hard that Taehyung screamed with pleasure, begging him to continue, begging him never to stop.

Jungkook crashed into him, lodging his member deep inside the teenager. He stayed like that for a long time, not moving, just kissing Taehyung. Once on his chest, then the back of his neck and his mouth, his full, tempting lips... then up to his temple, planting more wet kisses.

"Oh, chéri..." Jungkook mumbled as he nibbled on his earlobe, causing Taehyung to let out another moan of pleasure. If only you knew..."

The teenager opened his eyes again, looking into Jungkook's intense gaze.

"If only you knew how much I lov-"

***

Taehyung suddenly woke up to the coldness of the Institute's infirmary. His heart was beating so fast that it was on the verge of bursting through his ribcage, and he was so hot that he thought his cheeks must be as red as poppies. And then there was the problem between his legs...

That dream. It was only a dream, and yet it had seemed so real... Taehyung shook his head. No, the problem wasn't whether it was real or not, but the fact that he'd dreamt about Jungkook! The two men were... Taehyung turned even redder just thinking about it. He was so ashamed to have had such a dream. It had never happened to him with anyone. For a physical need to become so obsessive that he ended up relieving himself in a dream. But it wasn't his fault. It was Jungkook's.

Almost a month had passed since his injury, with Auroro and Professor Xavier forbidding him to leave the infirmary or take part in any mission whatsoever. It was frustrating, Taehyung didn't like sitting around doing nothing, but he had to comply. And during those long weeks, Jungkook had hardly left his side. The man had kept him company, never seeming to tire of Taehyung, even when the boy had gone through his depressive phases (usually, no one dared approach him during these periods, and because of them, he and Chris had often argued).

He hadn't just kept him company. He hadn't stopped flirting with him either. And the worst thing was, at first Taehyung was embarrassed and annoyed, but now he'd got used to it. Worse still, he'd become attached to it. He knew it was dangerous, because Jungkook would eventually leave, and when he did, he'd probably take his heart with him. What had happened today was proof of that.

The door to the infirmary suddenly opened, and Taehyung wasn't surprised to see a certain Cajun barge in, his usual smirk glued to his lips.

"You'll never leave me alone, Cajun..." Taehyung muttered playfully.

Jungkook's smile widened as he sat down in the chair beside the bed.

"I know you've been secretly waiting for me to come back, chéri..."

Of course, how could Taehyung deny it? But he couldn't bring himself to admit it to Jungkook.

"Today's the big day, you're finally going to be able to get out of here." Jungkook continued, referring to what Auroro had said the day before about Taehyung being fully recovered.

"Great, now I can go back to school..." replied the teenager sarcastically.

"It's true that you're going to miss our little chats. But don't worry, as soon as you step back into the Institute, I'll be there to charm you."

"You'll fuckin' piss me off, you mean." Taehyung corrected with a smile.

"How vulgar."

Jungkook's phone suddenly began to vibrate. The man wanted to ignore it at first, but when the vibrations started again, he finally decided to take it out. And Taehyung saw his expression change in an instant: his face darkened, and there was such a darkness in his eyes that the teenager shivered. It was like seeing another person. It wasn't the Jungkook he knew, and it was... almost terrifying.

"I've got to take this. Sorry chéri, we'll talk later."

Taehyung nodded, watching with wide doe eyes as the man left the room, looking tense. The boy couldn't help but be curious. Who could this person be that could turn THE Jeon Jungkook's mood upside down?

~🌻~

Tae's starting to really like JK...🤭