Us | Taekook | Complete

15

The unveiling of the mural had been a resounding success. Taehyung and Jungkook had stood side by side as the crowd admired their work, their bond evident in every inch of the art they had created. But now, as the evening stretched into night, the studio was quiet, the buzz of the crowd replaced by the stillness of solitude. 

Taehyung sat cross-legged on the floor, a faint smile playing on his lips as he traced the mural with his eyes. 

"We did it," he murmured to himself. 

"You mean *you* did it," Jungkook’s voice came from behind him. 

Taehyung turned to see Jungkook standing in the doorway, his sleeves rolled up and his hair slightly disheveled. 

Taehyung chuckled softly. "We both know that’s not true. You were the reason I didn’t give up halfway through." 

Jungkook stepped closer, his gaze steady. "And you’re the reason I stayed." 

Taehyung’s smile faltered as he looked away, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. "Why, though? Why did you stay?" 

Jungkook crouched in front of him, his proximity making Taehyung’s heart race. "Because I care about you, Taehyung. More than I thought I could care about anyone." 

Taehyung’s breath hitched, his eyes locking with Jungkook’s. The intensity of Jungkook’s gaze left him speechless, his usual defenses crumbling under the weight of unspoken emotions. 

"You don’t have to say anything," Jungkook said softly. "I just needed you to know." 

But Taehyung didn’t look away this time. Instead, he leaned forward, closing the small distance between them. 

Their lips met tentatively at first, a hesitant exploration of emotions that had been building for weeks. But as the kiss deepened, it became less about hesitation and more about need. The feelings in their hearts blossomed without any confession.

Jungkook’s hands cupped Taehyung’s face, his touch both firm and gentle, while Taehyung’s fingers tangled in Jungkook’s shirt, pulling him closer. 

When they finally pulled apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting together. 

"That... was unexpected," Taehyung whispered, a faint smile tugging at his lips. 

Jungkook chuckled, his thumb brushing against Taehyung’s cheek. "I’ve wanted to do that for a while." 

Taehyung’s cheeks flushed, but he didn’t pull away. "Me too." 

The air between them grew heavier, charged with an undeniable tension. Jungkook’s gaze darkened slightly as his thumb traced the curve of Taehyung’s jaw. 

"Taehyung," he murmured, his voice low and filled with want. 

Taehyung’s pulse quickened, his eyes searching Jungkook’s. "Yes?" 

Jungkook didn’t reply. Instead, he leaned in again, his lips capturing Taehyung’s in a kiss that was far from tentative. This time, it was full of passion, their emotions spilling over like paint on a canvas. 

They moved together in a rhythm as natural as their brushstrokes, the studio becoming their sanctuary. Jungkook’s hands roamed Taehyung’s body, tracing every curve and line as if committing him to memory. 

Taehyung gasped as Jungkook’s lips trailed down his neck, his fingers clutching at Jungkook’s shoulders. The wooden floor beneath them creaked softly, but neither of them cared. 

Every touch, every kiss, was an unspoken declaration, a promise of what was to come. 
* Imagine yourself *

They lay tangled together on the floor, the faint glow of the mural casting soft light across their bodies. 

Taehyung rested his head on Jungkook’s chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. 

"That was..." Taehyung began, but words failed him. 

"Perfect," Jungkook finished, his fingers brushing through Taehyung’s hair. 

Taehyung smiled, his eyes closing as exhaustion began to take over. "Yeah. Perfect." 

Jungkook pressed a gentle kiss to Taehyung’s forehead, holding him close as they drifted into a peaceful silence. 

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