Starving (M)

Chapter 4 - The More That I Know You, The More That I Want To

'Don't fall for him, Taehyung. You don't even know him.' The blonde screamed inside his head.

"I don't know about you, but I would love a shower, something to eat, and then bed. What do you say?" The ravenette asked, a warm smile on his face. Taehyung stared at the tattooed man with curious eyes. Taehyung nodded in agreement and smiled back. He removed his hand from Jungkook's cheek, missed the ravenette's pouting expression, and pointed to the door beside his bed.

"Um...sure. The bathroom is right--hey!" Taehyung shouted. Jungkook lifted him off the bed, bridal style. The blonde wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck, afraid of being dropped, and Jungkook chuckled. With Taehyung securely in his arms, the ravenette walked to the bathroom, kicking the door open and slamming the door shut with his foot.

....... ( Warning: Violence and talks of blood.).......

It was the morning after, and snoring echoed in the small, dimly lit room. Taehyung lay comfortably on his side, his T-shirt slightly pushed up, revealing a glimpse of his toned stomach and softly rising chest. Next to him, Jungkook was curled closely behind, his hand resting gently on Taehyung's collarbone, fingers loosely clutching the fabric of Taehyung's shirt as if anchoring himself to the moment. His other arm was wrapped securely around Taehyung's waist, pulling him closer in a protective embrace. 

Jungkook instinctively buried his head deeper beneath a pillow, shielding himself from the bright morning sun that streamed through the window. The sun's warm rays managed to slip through the fabric, casting a golden glow around the room, but Jungkook seemed determined to stay hidden from its light, seeking the comfort of the peaceful cocoon they had created together. The air was filled with tranquility, the kind that only the early morning light and the gentle rhythm of shared breaths could evoke.

Unbeknownst to them, Taehyung and Jungkook's fingers were interlaced. They both slept peacefully, carefree, under the thin sheets that covered their partially naked bodies, protecting them from prying eyes.

But, of course, someone had to ruin it.  

/KNOCK KNOCK/

"Taehyung! Open up!"

Taehyung groaned softly as he shielded his eyes from the bright sunlight that poured through the curtains, casting warm patterns on the wall. He rolled over slowly, his gaze falling on Jungkook beside him. A smile spread across his face as he noticed Jungkook's arm comfortably draped around his waist, pulling him closer as if to protect him from the world outside. 

Taehyung cherished this feeling more than anything; it enveloped him in a cocoon of safety and warmth. Jungkook's presence was as soothing as sipping a cup of freshly brewed tea on a chilly winter morning, the kind that melted away all worries. 

As he shifted slightly, Taehyung nestled deeper into Jungkook's embrace, savoring the gentle rise and fall of his chest with every breath. It felt like a perfect escape, a moment stolen away from reality, where all that mattered was the two of them together. Closing his eyes, he let out a contented sigh, wishing time could freeze so they could remain in this blissful state forever.

Jungkook felt Taehyung shift and slide closer, his head still tucked under the pillow. He pulled the blonde-haired man against his chest and peeked out from under the pillow just enough to kiss Taehyung's wheat-colored hair. Jungkook could feel Taehyung's body relax against him, and he smiled.

/KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK/ 

Taehyung rubbed his eyes, wondering if the knocking he had heard was just a dream. He felt warm and happy, not wanting to leave Jungkook's arms. However, the knocking soon escalated to banging, and Taehyung sat up, staring wide-eyed at the door.