Wait

Reconnecting

Taehyung awoke from his little nap a few hours later to find Hoseok's side of the bed empty. When his gaze travelled around the room and  landed on his open bedroom door, he could hear chatter downstairs and assumed they were eating dinner. He let out a tired groan as he stood shakily and slowly began his quest to get downstairs where everyone was gathered. He grit his teeth in nervousness as he silently and carefully maneuvered back down the staircase, pausing to catch his breath when he reached the bottom. Then he tip toed towards the kitchen to hear Hoseok telling his mother the story of how they met. He couldn't hold back a smile at the memory, and slipped up behind them quickly before clearing his throat. Taehyung's mother rushed to him in a flash, worried gaze as always "why are you down here?! Didn't you learn from your mistake earlier?" The boy shrugged, grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge "I was lonely. Besides I'm feeling a lot better now, so calm down, I'm fine" the older woman sighed gently before returning to her seat at the dinning room table whilst calling out to Taehyung "come sit with us Tae!" He nodded nervously, taking a seat beside Hoseok and holding the older's hand beneath the table almost instantly.

Hoseok stole glances at Taehyung while the four of them told stories of their childhood, well three of them did. Tae's mother told stories about her son's childhood rather than her own. Hours later the clock chimed twelve times, signaling that it was midnight. Taehyung's mother stood up "my, I didn't realize how late it was! Oh Hoseok, are you staying with Taehyung or do you want your own room?" The dancer's eyes widened slightly, was it a trick question? Surely a mother wouldn't let her gay sons boyfriend share a bed with him right??? Taehyung chuckled, assuming what his love was think about and stood up "he's staying with me mom" Hoseok could only stare at Taehyung's mother in shock "you're the coolest mom I've ever met. My mom would freak if I bright my boyfriend home!" She laughed, waving it off "I know, now go get some rest. Yoongi I'll show you to the guest bedroom"

After the mother and Yoongi disappeared, Hoseok slipped his arm around Taehyung's waist from behind as they slowly made their way towards the staircase "I'll catch you if you fall Tae" the younger smiled, climbing the staircase slowly with his boyfriend right beside him. When they finally reached the top, he hugged Hoseok tightly "thank you for helping me up..." The dancer shrugged, flashing a bright smile "no problem" then he opened the door for Taehyung to enter first.

Taehyung sat on the foot of his bed, gaze slightly downcast as he asked "hyung?" Hoseok shut the bedroom door then walked over to stand before the younger "what is it Tae?" There was a pause of silence before Taehyung's meek voice spoke once again "I saw how you held back earlier.... You think I'm fragile don't you?" Hoseok tilted the younger's face upwards in confusion "Tae, what are you talking about?" He huffed, avoiding eye contact "when I came out of the bathroom earlier. I could see it in your eyes, you wanted me but you're afraid I'm too fragile.." Hoseok opened his mouth to object, but Taehyung pressed a delicate finger to the dancer's lips "don't deny it. I know you well enough to know what you're thinking" he looked up, locking his gaze with Hoseok's as spoke "I'm not fragile. Granted, I can't do what I used to, but I won't shatter beneath your touch.."

Hoseok's eyes widened in surprise at the younger's burning words, and he quickly reached up to hold his face between his hands "Of course... I just don't want to hurt you.." Taehyung sighed "you won't.. Just take it slow.." And with that said, Hoseok leaned forward to close the distance between them in a slow kiss. Taehyung's hands found their way around the back of Hoseok's neck, coiled tightly like a vine around a tree limb. His finger's raked through the soft black hair of Hoseok's neck, enjoying the feel of his hair between his fingers once again. He felt Hoseok's warm hands slip under his thighs, and in a flash Hoseok stood and Taehyung  instinctively wrapped his legs around his hips while the dancer held him up by his thighs. Moments later, he'd been dropped on to the mattress while pillows kissed the back of his head and a soft gasp of surprise escaped him "a little warning would be nice hyung~" Hoseok chuckled, moving to hover above the younger "sorry, I thought you'd be more comfortable like this.." Taehyung could only nod in response, palms resting atop the dancer's firm shoulders in anticipation. Hoseok smiled gently before swooping down to steal the younger's lips in another kiss. Taehyung didn't feel like the older was holding back, instead, he felt like the other was savoring every moment and dragging it all out to prolong the intimacy they both craved.

Taehyung's arms recoiled around the back of Hoseok's neck, moving his lips in sync with the older's movements until his lips were forced apart, and his lover's tongue ravished his mouth. A quiet moan echoed from the back of his throat and he quickly tried to fight back for dominance, although it was in vain because the moment Hoseok's hands slipped under his shirt to gently caress his stomach, Taehyung was reduced to a submissive puddle. Hoseok pulled away, allowing the younger to catch his breath, and he smiled down at the boy beneath him "hmm... Not even resisting?" Taehyung shook his head, panting slightly and letting his eyes close to calm himself. Hoseok's hands continued to rub small circles along the younger's stomach and sides, leaning down to place feather light kisses along Taehyung's jaw, ear, and neck. He paused when he reached the collar of Taehyung's shirt, or rather, his shirt since the younger had stolen it. His eyes travelled up to lock contact with Taehyung's half lidded eyes silently asking for permission to continue. The boy beneath him didn't answer with words however, instead he slid his hands down from the back of Hoseok's neck, to his shoulders where he tugged at the shirt. Hoseok got the hint, and sat up long enough to pull his shirt off over his head, then leaned back down. His hands ghosted across Taehyung's hips, nails barely scratching the skin of his sides as they trailed upwards painfully slow. Once he'd reached Taehyung's slim shoulders he slipped the shirt off and looked down at the beauty beneath him in admiration "you're still beautiful Tae..." The younger blushed a pretty shade of pink, swallowing thickly at the feminine compliment. Taehyung never liked being called pretty or anything remotely female related, because he was a guy but when Hoseok said it.... He felt flattered.

And then Hoseok leaned down to resume his trail of achingly sweet ghosting kisses over his shoulders, and all the way down both arms. When he reached Taehyung's left hand, he kissed every finger tip much like he'd previously done to the other hand, but paused on the younger's ring finger. He let his lips linger on the knuckle with a sighing whisper "one day there will be a wedding ring on this finger.." Taehyung felt himself blushing further from the comment, and Hoseok's treatment of him. Sure Hoseok had always been caring and considerate, but nothing had ever compared to this. Hoseok was covering every inch of him in sweet kisses, murmuring soft compliments and decrees of love ever so often. Taehyung had never felt so utterly important and loved. The knot in his stomach was slowly beginning to tighten, and finally the kisses along his stomach weren't enough. A shaking plea finally left his lips "h-hyung... I... Need you.." Hoseok's hands roamed down the younger's thighs, gently raking his nails along the tan skin as he kissed the top of Taehyung's boxers before slowly pulling them down.