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_Title:_ "onsdhots"
_Genre:_ BTS Fanfic, 18+ OneShots, Romance, Erotica
_Description:_ it is a collection of steamy OneShots featuring the iconic BTS duo, Taehyung x Jungkook. Each episode is a self-contained tale of passion, love, and...
Taehyung sat alone in his dimly lit mansion, nursing a glass of whiskey. The liquid burned his throat as he swallowed, but he didn't flinch. His mind was elsewhere, consumed by the memory of Jungkook's passionate declaration.
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"I never felt or saw anyone, any boy, who can give me this feeling...this feeling that you give me, Taehyung," Jungkook's words echoed in his mind, "I love you, Taehyung...please accept me...I don't want anyone else...I'm selfish, I know...I just can't help it...I've never felt this way about anyone before...you're the only one I want...the only one I need...please, Taehyung...don't push me away..."
"How can he be so blind?" Taehyung muttered to himself, shaking his head. "I never felt or saw anyone, any boy, who can give me this feeling...this feeling that you give me, Taehyung," he echoed Jungkook's words, his voice low and laced with a mix of frustration and sadness.
Taehyung took another sip of his whiskey, his eyes fixed on some distant memory. "He's just a kid, what does he know about love? About life?" Taehyung's voice trailed off, lost in thought.
But despite his words, Taehyung couldn't shake off the feeling that Jungkook's words had left him with. The way Jungkook had looked at him, the way he had spoken...it all echoed in Taehyung's mind like a haunting melody.
"He's just a kid," Taehyung repeated to himself, trying to convince his own heart. But deep down, he knew that Jungkook's words had struck a chord within him, a chord that he couldn't ignore.
As Taehyung sighed, his grip on the glass tightened, his knuckles turning white. Suddenly, he was transported back in time to a memory he had long suppressed.
He was standing in a crowded hallway, surrounded by the chaos of high school life. Jungkook, just 18 years old at the time, had run up to Taehyung, who was 42 then, and thrown his arms around him in a tight hug. "Uncle kim, I'm so glad I found you!" Jungkook had exclaimed, his voice full of excitement.
Taehyung's heart had skipped a beat at the sudden display of affection. He had stood there, frozen in surprise, as Jungkook held him close. It was a moment that had left Taehyung feeling...seen. Feeling like he mattered.
As the memory faded, Taehyung found himself back in his dimly lit mansion, the glass still clutched in his hand. He felt a pang in his chest, a mix of emotions that he couldn't quite untangle.
As the memory washed over him, Taehyung's mind was flooded with images of Jungkook. He remembered the way Jungkook had grabbed his hand in the movie theater, his small fingers intertwining with Taehyung's own. He recalled the way Jungkook had rested his head on Taehyung's shoulder, the warmth of his breath on Taehyung's skin.
The scene shifted, and Taehyung remembered the sound of Jungkook's laughter as they watched the movie together. He saw Jungkook's hand reaching out, offering him a handful of popcorn. Taehyung's heart swelled at the memory of Jungkook's smile, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
