Collision of Verdicts

You're too cute

It was a cold winter day in Seoul, the streets blanketed in snow as Jungkook and Taehyung returned from grocery shopping. They had stocked up on all their favorite winter foods—hot tteokbokki, steaming soups, and warm pastries to get them through the chill outside. Their breaths came out in little puffs as they walked back to Jungkook’s apartment, their hands full of bags but their hearts full of warmth.

Once they got home, they kicked off their boots and coats, shaking off the cold as they settled onto the couch. Taehyung wrapped himself in a thick blanket, while Jungkook unpacked the groceries in the kitchen. The sound of Taehyung’s soft humming drifted through the room, making Jungkook smile as he worked.

“Taehyung-ah, you hungry?” Jungkook called from the kitchen, peeking around the corner.

Taehyung, snuggled up on the couch, shook his head. “Not yet. Just want to stay warm.”

Jungkook chuckled and finished putting away the last of the groceries before joining Taehyung on the couch. He sat beside him for a moment, watching as Taehyung stretched out like a cat under the blanket. Then, without a word, Jungkook scooped Taehyung up into his lap, causing a surprised laugh to bubble out of him.

“Jungkookie, what are you doing?” Taehyung asked with a playful grin, looking up at him.

Jungkook just smiled, his arms wrapped around Taehyung’s waist as he held him close. “You’re warmer like this,” he said, nuzzling into Taehyung’s neck. “Plus, I missed holding you.”

Taehyung’s smile softened at that, and he leaned in to kiss Jungkook on the corner of his lips, just the faintest brush that left Jungkook wanting more. “You’re sweet, you know that?”

Jungkook hummed, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “You know what I really want to do with you right now?”

Taehyung blinked, his curiosity piqued. “What?” he asked, tilting his head slightly.

Jungkook leaned in close, his lips brushing Taehyung’s ear as he whispered something quietly. Whatever it was made Taehyung’s cheeks flush, and he playfully punched Jungkook in the chest.

“Yah, Jungkook!” Taehyung scolded, but there was a teasing smile on his lips. He scooted closer to Jungkook, their faces inches apart. “Why not try it?” he whispered back, his voice low and tempting.

Jungkook’s eyes widened in surprise. “Tae…” he started, feeling the rush of heat between them, “let’s take it slow, baby. We don’t have to rush anything.” He smiled, his hand resting on Taehyung’s thigh. “But right now, I have something else in mind.”

Taehyung looked at him, confused but intrigued. “What is it?”

Without saying anything, Jungkook reached over and turned off the lights in the room, the space immediately dimming. Then he switched on his galaxy star projector, and the room was suddenly filled with soft, twinkling lights that mimicked a night sky. A slow, romantic melody filled the room as Jungkook set the mood.

He turned back to Taehyung, who was watching him with wide eyes. Jungkook gently lifted Taehyung again, settling him back onto his lap, this time facing him. The soft lights reflected in Taehyung’s eyes, making them look even more beautiful.

Jungkook leaned in, their noses brushing together as he nuzzled into Taehyung’s warmth. He pressed a soft kiss to Taehyung’s neck, the sensation making Taehyung gasp softly, his body reacting to the light touch.

“Jungkook…” Taehyung whispered, his breath hitching as he felt Jungkook’s lips trail lower.

Jungkook’s hand moved to Taehyung’s waistband, his fingers lightly grazing the fabric of his shorts. He paused for a moment, looking up into Taehyung’s eyes. The room was quiet, the only sound being the soft music in the background and the sound of their breathing.

Taehyung nodded, giving Jungkook permission with just a look. Jungkook’s hand slipped inside Taehyung’s shorts, his fingers brushing against Taehyung’s sensitive skin. Taehyung’s body shuddered at the contact, his heart racing as Jungkook’s touch became more firm, stroking him slowly.

Taehyung let out a soft moan, his head falling back as the pleasure coursed through him. His hands gripped onto Jungkook’s shoulders, his body moving instinctively against Jungkook’s touch.

Jungkook couldn’t take his eyes off Taehyung’s face—the way his lips parted, the way his brows furrowed in pleasure. He kissed Taehyung again, this time more passionately, their lips moving together as the heat between them grew.

Taehyung’s breath became ragged, his moans growing louder as Jungkook quickened his pace. “Jungkook… I’m—” Taehyung gasped, unable to finish the sentence before his body tensed, and he came undone in Jungkook’s hand, his whole body trembling with the intensity of it.

Jungkook held him through it, his hand gently stroking Taehyung’s back as he came down from the high. Taehyung was sweating, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He collapsed against Jungkook’s chest, exhausted but content. He could feel Jungkook’s own arousal pressing against him, but Jungkook didn’t push for more.

Instead, Jungkook wiped the sweat from Taehyung’s forehead with his free hand, pressing a tender kiss to his hair. “You okay, baby?” he whispered, his voice full of love and care.

Taehyung nodded, too tired to speak. Jungkook scooped him up in his arms and carried him to the bathroom, where he gently cleaned him up with tissues. He kissed Taehyung’s forehead again, his touch soft and loving.

“Let’s get you to bed,” Jungkook whispered, and Taehyung, already half-asleep, just nodded.

Jungkook helped him into bed, tucking him under the covers before heading to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he returned, he climbed into bed beside Taehyung, pulling him close. Taehyung instinctively snuggled into Jungkook’s arms, his face pressed against Jungkook’s chest as he drifted into a deep sleep.

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The next morning, Taehyung woke up feeling warm and safe in Jungkook’s arms. His face was buried in Jungkook’s chest, and he could feel the steady rise and fall of his breathing. He smiled to himself, memories of the previous night flooding back. His face flushed as he thought about it, but it wasn’t embarrassment he felt. It was something more tender, more intimate.

He looked up at Jungkook, who was still asleep, his features soft and relaxed. Unable to resist, Taehyung pressed a gentle kiss to Jungkook’s chest, just over his heart. Jungkook stirred at the contact, his eyes fluttering open.

“Good morning,” Jungkook mumbled sleepily, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. He looked down at Taehyung, who was still blushing.

Taehyung smiled back, though his cheeks were red. “Morning.”

Jungkook chuckled softly, his voice still rough from sleep. “Someone’s blushing,” he teased, running his fingers through Taehyung’s messy hair.

Taehyung pouted, trying to hide his face in Jungkook’s chest. “Stop teasing.”

Jungkook just laughed and pulled him closer, kissing the top of his head. “You’re too cute,” he whispered, holding Taehyung tightly as they lay together, enjoying the quiet morning and the warmth of each other’s presence.