Anonymous in Trouble [VKook]

I Tried, But Not Again

"No, hyung," Kookie sighed, "it didn't do anything but stress him out. I won't force him into talking about just anything."
Tae kept his eyes closed, but listened to Jung Kook talking. It had to be Ji Min on the other end of the call.
"Meet you? Are you crazy? We've been trapped inside by snow for almost a week now," Jung stood up and the bed shifted, "Yeah, I know. It's always bad over here."
Tae remembered the last time it snowed this much. It was the time he went to Jung Kook's at three in the morning with a busted lip, black eye, and bruises all over his arm.
He was so stupid then. He ended up getting sick because he walked a block over, through the cold, in a short sleeve shirt and pajama pants.
All because I needed Kookie to take care of me, he smiled at that thought.
He spent that night at Kookie's. It was probably the first time they laid so close to one another, basically cuddling.
Tae heard Jung moving around the room, but couldn't see where the younger was headed.
Suddenly he felt three cold fingertips on his forehead. He jumped a little, not prepared for the low temperature to hit him.
Kookie lightly laughed at that, "Yeah, he got sick yesterday. I think it was just his nerves. After we talked through some things he got better."
Tae let his eyes open and he looked up to Kookie, who smiled down at his hyung.
Tae pulled the younger back into bed, making sure to be quiet so Jimin didn't know he was awake.
Kookie was laying across Tae's body as he continued to talk to Ji Min. Tae kept his hands away from Jung Kook's body for a little bit, but after a while he just wanted to touch the younger. He let his fingertips travel up and down Jung's back, causing the younger to shiver.
Tae liked to watch Kookie squirm and try to keep his voice steady. He knew Kookie wasn't experienced so Jeon wasn't used to these feelings coming on regularly.
When Jimin's voice was loud enough for Tae Hyung to hear, Jung Kook reached back and pushed Tae's hand off his back. It didn't matter because Tae just smiled and went back to it afterwards.
"No, hyung," Kookie sighed, "I tried to do it. It didn't turn out like we expected and I am not putting Tae through all of that again."
Tae smiled and stopped playing. He gripped Kookie's side instead, making sure his fingers slid underneath the younger so that they were on his abdomen. Tae didn't feel like playing now. He wanted Kookie to hang up.
"Well, I don't care," Kookie sighed, "I love Tae and, no matter what your mom thinks, he doesn't need to remember the bad times." Suddenly Jung Kook felt himself being pushed. He ended up a foot farther down on the bed and Tae was climbing on top of him.
"Shh," Tae put a finger to his lips before he leaned in and kissed the younger's neck.
Jung Kook blushed, knowing there was a possibility that Ji Min could hear a moan if it escaped him.
Tae moved his lips to Jung's ear and was really quiet when he spoke, "Don't let Jiminnie hear my Kookie's sounds," then he went back to biting Jung's neck.
Kookie bit his lip, hoping it would act as a temporary lock to his lips. Then Jimin just had to ask questions.
"Hyung, you don't wanna know," Kookie answered quickly.
"Yes I do. Tell me," Jimin urged.
Kookie put his hand on Tae's shoulder and tried to push him back, but his hyung wouldn't budge.
Tae was determined to put a hickey on his love. He hadn't seen one in a while and missed the familiar marking.
"He was sick," Kookie held the phone away from his ear and breathed out a small moan before going back, "That's all you need to know."
"What kind of sick?," Jimin sighed.
"It upset him so much he puked," Kookie clarified, but his words were rushed so he was sure it was useless to hide it now.
"Are you alright?," Jimin slowly asked.
"Perfectly fine," Jung admitted as he wrapped his arm around Tae's neck, pulling him closer.
"You're not...you know-"
"No!," Kookie blushed a bright red, "But I gotta go...now."
"Yeah I get it. Totally," Jimin laughed and they said their goodbyes.
Kookie turned off his phone and threw it towards the top of the bed, finally able to moan as he pleased.
Tae smiled as the noises spilled from the boy underneath him. It was calming as well as a confidence booster.
"Tae," Jung managed to make his hyung stop and look at him, "You're going to make me get addicted to this feeling."
Tae smirked and let his hand rest on the younger's stomach, "I'm already addicted to your moans. And how soft your skin is. Plus you always smell good."
"Okay, okay," Jung lightly laughed, "I get it. I love you too."
Tae Hyung smiled and let his hand travel to his lover's groin. Thank god for sweat pants. It made it so much easier to tease Kookie.
The younger bit his lip and tensed up a little. He didn't want to admit that the simplest of touches made him almost lose his mind. But, he was inexperienced; he didn't know how to control everything yet.
"Stop holding back, Kookie," Tae used a tone of voice that made it sound like a warning, "I can make it better than this."
Jung knew that, of course he knew that. Tae had made the last two times better,....but he was just playing now...right?
Kookie felt heat rise on his cheeks, "W-we...shouldn't get used to doing this," Jung Kook suddenly stopped everything.
"Are you okay?," Tae quit teasing and pulled himself off the younger.
"Yeah, it's just," Kookie sat up and pulled his knees up, "If we do this a lot...it won't be special anymore. I always want it to be."
Tae stayed quiet for little while, then smiled to himself. He leaned in and kissed Jung's forehead, "Valid point."
Kookie was shocked, but he smiled still. Normally, the dominant partner would complain about not getting what they wanted.
Tae was always there to make him happy though. He was there for Tae too.

"Kookie," Tae rolled over and laid his arm across Jung's stomach, "Sing for me."
"No," Jung Kook put his phone down and smiled, "You sing for both of us."
"You sound better though," Tae grinned.
"Nah, I don't think so," Kookie shook his head.
"Maybe we should ask Kim hyung," Tae closed his eyes, ready for a nap. He was warm and comfy laying next to his love.
"Which Kim?," Jung smiled.
"Kim Nam Joon hyung. Seok Jin hyung is referred to as Princess hyung from now on."
"Okay," Kookie laughed and started to play with Tae's fingers.
"Just when he's not around. I don't want him to mother us to death."
"Yeah, alright," Kookie smiled as he looked over and saw his love's eyes closed.
"Kookie," Tae mumbled his name.
"Hm?," Jung answered with a sound.
Tae exhaled then forced himself to speak louder, "Hold me."
Kookie rolled to his side and put his arms around Tae. His hyung did the same, so they were about as close as they could get.
"Tighter," Tae Hyung whispered.
Jung smiled and tightened his grip, "Are you cold or something?"
"No. I just want you to hold me," the older held off his yawn until the end of his sentence.
Kookie lightly kissed Tae's forehead, "I won't let go Tae. You don't have to hold my shirt."
Slowly, Tae Hyung's fingers uncurled and his grip on Jung Kook's shirt was a lot lighter.
"I love you Kookie," Tae let himself relax.
"I love you too," Jung smiled to himself and closed his eyes. He decided to take a nap too, so they could be awake together.