Really, Baby (I Will Be Just Fine)

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Kinda Smutty  yeah 😂

“Hey,” Taehyung says, startling him from his thoughts. Hoseok turns to look at him. “Thanks. You know, for going along with this.”

Hoseok smiles, thinking back to the party and Seokjin, who’s probably waiting on him. He should feel sorry, but he doesn’t, not when Taehyung is staring at him with starlight in his eyes.

“Any time,” Hoseok responds, tightening the towel around his body. “And for the record, I needed it too.”

“So tell me,” Taehyung says, bending his legs at the knees. “Why are you longing after someone you don’t want to be with?”

The words strike Hoseok to the core,like a hammer to the head, and he bites on his bottom lip at the realization that he doesn’t know the answer to the question, nor will he deny it. At the end of the day, Hoseok just wanted to go to bed feeling happy in his own skin.

“It’s complicated,” Hoseok resorts to saying. It’s also cliche, but it’s true.

The sound of the water swaying lightly and the filter roaring replaces their hushed voices for a few seconds as Hosek’s words drift off into the night. Taehyung sits up, kicking his feet to the side to face Hoseok. When he leans forward hesitantly until he’s mere centimeters away, Hoseok’s breath hitches in his throat, and he forgets how to breathe.

“I’m sorry, I just,” Taehyung breathes, and Hoseok feels it more than he hears it. Taehyung finishes his sentence against Hoseok’s lips, pressing their mouths together and sighing through his nose as his hand finds purchase against Hoseok’s beating chest. 

Taehyung wriggles his way into Hoseok’s lap, straddling his waist on the narrow lawn chair and wrapping thin arms tightly around his neck as Hoseok nibbled on the flesh of his bottom lip. Hoseok’s hands slide their way down Taehyung’s sides, gripping his hips firmly and reaching one hand up to the back of Taehyung’s neck, pulling him down closer till their tongues tangled deliciously into each other’s mouths.

Hoseok’s mind is spinning, and everything is happening so fast. The scene in the car with Taehyung working between his legs floods back into his mind, the hurt that had flashed across Taehyung’s face, and he shuts his eyes tight. He’s scared, to put it simply, that they’ll do this all too soon without him thinking it through and he’ll end up fucking up a second time. Hoseok doesn’t want to risk it because this time, their friendship is on the line. 

“Wait,” Hoseok mutters between kisses. “Wait, I just, I need to get back.”