Mission-Love_TaeKook

13. Night of Surrender

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Flashbacks hit as they landed in Seoul. Jungkook's eyes flickered to a nearby ice cream parlor, and without much thought, they decided-Taehyung ordered vanilla, Jungkook chose chocolate.

As Jungkook took a bite from his cone, Taehyung's gaze fixated on his lips. He leaned in, voice low. "You have a little ice cream... right there." He pointed to the corner of Jungkook's mouth, his own tongue darting out to lick his own lips.

"Oh... I-" Jungkook reached for his handkerchief-

But before he could, Taehyung swiped his thumb over Jungkook's lips, then popped it into his own mouth, sucking it clean. "Mmm, strawberry flavor..."

Jungkook frowned. "But my ice cream is chocolate. How come you tasted strawberries?"

Taehyung grinned, waggling his brows. "Maybe it's your lips' flavor." His gaze lingered on Jungkook's mouth.

"Are you flirting?" Jungkook deadpanned.

Taehyung chuckled, leaning closer. "Maybe... Is it working?" His eyes flickered between Jungkook's face and lips. Slowly, teasingly, he whispered, "May I, hyung?"

"You may what?"

Taehyung's grin widened. "May I kiss you?" His breath ghosted over Jungkook's lips as he waited, eyes searching for permission. "Just a little one..." He pouted playfully.

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Uhh, whatever."

Taking it as consent, Taehyung closed the distance, pressing a slow, teasing kiss against Jungkook's lips, arms wrapping around his waist. When he pulled back, a smirk played on his lips. "See? Strawberry flavor!"

Jungkook blushed, but before he could recover, he caught the hushed whispers from a group of girls at a nearby table.

"He's so handsome..." one murmured, eyes locked on Taehyung.

"Right? Look at those lips. I swear, if I had the chance..." another giggled, twirling her straw.

"I bet he's a good kisser," one sighed dreamily. "I wouldn't mind testing that out myself."

Jungkook stiffened, his grip tightening around his ice cream cone. His jaw clenched, and before he could think twice, he shifted closer to Taehyung-deliberately.

With slow, deliberate movements, he tilted Taehyung's chin up and ran his thumb over Taehyung's lower lip, mimicking what Taehyung had done to him earlier. "Mmm, definitely my favorite flavor," he murmured, just loud enough for the girls to hear.

Taehyung's eyes widened slightly before a slow, amused smirk curled his lips.

Jungkook, however, wasn't done. His gaze flicked toward the group, his expression sharp, calculated. "Sorry, ladies," he said, voice smooth yet laced with something dangerous. "I'm afraid that mouth is exclusively mine."

The girls' faces turned red, some gasping, some looking away awkwardly. One stammered, "W-we didn't mean anything-"

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, licking his ice cream nonchalantly. "Didn't you?" He tilted his head before turning back to Taehyung. "Come on, babe," he said, wrapping an arm around Taehyung's waist. "Let's go before people start getting ideas."

Taehyung's heart pounded at the unexpected possessiveness, but he couldn't stop the smug grin from spreading across his face. "Hyung," he teased as they walked off, "you just called me babe."

Jungkook groaned. "Forget it."

Taehyung chuckled, leaning in. "And you're lying. You were jealous."

"Whatever makes you sleep at night," Jungkook muttered.