*Chapter Twenty-Five

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The things I do for you people

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Hoseok was so tired after their little rendezvous that Jungkook had to practically drag him out of the shower. Though Hoseok did dry himself off, he asked Jungkook to dress him, which he had no problem doing. He carried Hoseok to his bedroom and set him down on the bed, pressing a small kiss to his cheek before leaving.

He made his way to the living room and sat down on the couch, staring at the beige ceiling. He let out a small sigh and began to think about everything that just happened, and started wondering why.

He just assumed Hoseok was in the mood. Or maybe it was him that was in the mood.

No matter what, he was happy it turned out the way it did. He was able to make Hoseok feel the same way he felt.

He slowly began to smile, hugging the decorative pillow next to him.

That just happened.

He squealed like a little girl. That. Just. Happened. He just had sex with the one person he constantly had sexual fantasies about. He just had sex with the most attractive person he knew. He just had sex with Jung Hoseok, the newly-popular dancer from Gwangju.

He felt his heart swell. He was so in love with that man. He felt so lucky. He felt so happy.

He sat there for what seemed like forever, lost in thought.

"Jungkook, are you alright?" Hoseok's voice came from the other side of the room, startling him.

He nodded, "Yeah. I'm fine. Shouldn't you be sleeping?" He asked, propping his chin on the armrest.

He saw Hoseok shrug, "Probably. But I woke up a minute or two ago, and I couldn't go back to sleep," he explained.

Jungkook smiled, "Is it because you missed me?"

Hoseok chuckled, "In your dreams, maybe." He began to walk over to the couch, sitting on the floor in front of Jungkook.

He smiled when Hoseok brushed a few hairs away from his face, "That tickles."

"You're just weak," he retorted with a grin.

"Where's the lie?" He mumbled, poking Hoseok's cheek.

"Let's go to bed, Kookie," he said as he stood, holding out a hand for him.

He stood from the couch and grabbed his hand, happily following behind.

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