The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room.
The air was still, warm, and filled with the quiet rhythm of Taehyung's breathing as he lay nestled in Jungkook's arms.
Jungkook was awake first, his chin resting atop Taehyung's head, inhaling the faint vanilla scent clinging to his hair.
His grip was firm yet gentle, one arm slung around Taehyung's waist, the other tucked under his own head as he simply watched him.
God, he was beautiful.
Even in sleep, Taehyung looked regal—lips slightly parted, his long lashes casting delicate shadows against his cheekbones.
Jungkook's gaze traced the soft curve of his jaw, the faint mark he had left the night before.
His fingers itched to touch.
And he would have—if it weren't for the fact that they had already kicked Bam out of the room an hour ago after the dog had decided to pounce on them repeatedly, waking them up and ruining Jungkook's morning plans.
He smirked at the thought of them being alone. Finally, some peace.
Jungkook tilted his head down, pressing his nose into Taehyung's neck, breathing him in.
His lips brushed the warm skin there, and almost instinctively, he began peppering slow, featherlight kisses along the curve of his throat.
Taehyung stirred, a soft hum escaping his lips as he shifted slightly.
His fingers curled lazily against Jungkook's bicep, gripping just faintly as if to ground himself.
Jungkook smiled, nuzzling against him more insistently.
"...annoying," Taehyung mumbled, voice thick with sleep.
Jungkook huffed a small laugh against his skin. "Good morning to you too, sunshine."
Taehyung let out a breathy giggle as Jungkook brushed his lips lower, kissing along the sensitive spot where his shoulder met his neck.
"You have this habit," Taehyung sighed, tilting his head to give Jungkook more access despite his words.
Jungkook hummed against his skin. "What habit?"
"This," Taehyung muttered, breath hitching as Jungkook's lips ghosted over his pulse. "This morning affection. You're always like this."
Jungkook grinned, pressing another kiss to his collarbone. "You say it like it's a bad thing."
Taehyung let out a small whine, a mix of frustration and pleasure. "It's.. ugh.. both annoying and endearing."
Jungkook chuckled. "Oh?"
And then he bit down, just enough to make Taehyung's breath catch.
Taehyung's entire body shivered. His fingers twitched against Jungkook's arm, and a low moan slipped out before he could stop it.
Jungkook stilled. Then smirked.
"Oh?" he repeated, his voice lower now—husky, teasing.
Taehyung groaned, pressing his face into the pillow, embarrassed. "Don't."
Jungkook grinned against his skin.
"Don't what?" he murmured, his hands starting to wander, sliding over Taehyung's waist, gripping his hip firmly.
Taehyung inhaled sharply.
"...Jungkook," he warned, voice already breathless.
Jungkook pressed another open-mouthed kiss to the side of his throat, sucking lightly this time.
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the secret of kemet. taekook (complete)
Fanfictionthey say twin flames are meant to find each other across lifetimes. and this story is no different! because other than fate, how could you explain a 21st century archeologist, traveling back to where his mate lived, yet here's the catch. his mate wa...
