Protect Me|JungkookxBTS

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Jungkook pov
It was silent when me, Hoseok, and Jimin came back. Yoongi and Taehyung were sitting on the couch and when they saw us, they jumped up and hugged me. "Jungkook I'm sorry." Yoongi whispered into my neck. "We love you Jungkook." Taehyung mumbled next to my ear, which of course made my face flush red.

Yoongi pulled away, gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and escaped down the hall. Probably to tell Jin and Namjoon that we're home. All we did was go for a walk, I really needed it after what happened. I still don't know what happened, it felt so real, but maybe it wasn't.

Jimin and Hoseok ruffled my hair before walking into the kitchen, leaving me with Taehyung, who looked depressed. "TaeTae what's wrong?" I asked. Taehyung ignored my question and instead grabbed my hand, leading me into his room.

"Taehyung what are you-" My question was cut off when Taehyung suddenly grabbed my chin and tilted my head, exposing my neck. "He was in your room." Taehyung whispered and that's when I realized, Lee had left small hickeys on my neck. I pulled away from Taehyung's hands and covered my neck, the skin tender under my fingers. I felt hurt, Taehyung didn't believe me earlier, he had to find proof. Why couldn't he just take my word for it?

"I told you, but you didn't believe me." I mumbled, my bottom lip quivering. Taehyung's head bowed and his hands were fisting the material of his shirt. I hate when Taehyung is upset, it's like watching a puppy die right in front of you and you can't do anything to save it. "Let me make it up to you, please." Taehyung whispered under his breath and looked up at me through his bangs. I rubbed my neck and bit my lip, something I've always done when I'm nervous. "How?" I questioned. I'd do anything to get my mind off of Lee.

Taehyung ignored my question again and instead pulled me onto his bed, my back landing on the mattress with a thud. I stared up at Taehyung wide eyed as he climbed on top of me, his eyes staring at me lovingly. Unlike Lee, he stares at me like he wants to hurt me, make me cry, scar me forever, which he has.

"T-Taehyung what are you doing?" I stuttered. Taehyung froze and his face flushed a deep red, it was kind of cute. "Uhh I don't know." He giggled before leaning down and pecking my lips. Butterflies filled my stomach at the innocent gesture, I've never felt this way, are you supposed to feel this way when someone kisses you?

"Kiss me again Taehyungie." I mumbled, my cheeks burning a bright pink. Taehyung smiled before leaning down and connecting our lips in a heated kiss. Taehyung's lips are so soft and his tongue is so wet and warm. Is this how Taehyung is going to make it up to me? I decided to go along with the kiss and wrap my arms around Taehyung's neck. I felt Taehyung smirk against my lips as he continued to nibble and suck at my bottom lip.

Taehyung suddenly broke the kiss and trailed his lips down my neck, placing a gently kiss on each of Lee's hickeys. "I'm sorry Jungkook." Taehyung breathed hotly against my skin. I trembled under Taehyung, the pleasure from his lips making it impossible to form a coherent sentence. My breath hitched when I felt Taehyung's hand tug at the bottom of my shirt. Taehyung noticed and immediately pulled away, "Sorry."

Lee didn't apologize after he tore my shirt off of me, he didn't even look sorry. Taehyung looks devastated, I trust him, he wouldn't hurt me. "No, its okay, go ahead." I urged and even went a step further to lift my shirt half way. Just enough to show Taehyung my belly button and faded abs. Taehyung gently grabbed my hands and stopped me from removing my shirt, doesn't he want this? "Are you sure Jungkook? I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with." Taehyung's words shocked me, no one's given me a choice ever since the incident. He actually wants my consent and I plan on giving it to him.

"Yes..I'm sure." I mumbled and continued to tug my shirt off, leaving me bare and vulnerable. I couldn't look at Taehyung, maybe this was a mistake. I released a shaky breath when I felt Taehyung's big hands roam my body. His hands mapping out every dip and curve of my torso. "You're beautiful Jungkook." Taehyung cooed, his words made me want to crawl into a hole and die. I'm not beautiful, I'm disgusting. "T-Tae." I gasped when his fingers brushed over my nipples, I didn't know I was so sensitive. I could feel myself getting hard in my sweatpants and I hated it, why did I agree to this? What if Lee is still inside the dorm and he's watching me.

"Jungkook?" Taehyung mumbled. I opened my eyes and blinked away the tears that were starting to form. Taehyung was sitting on my crotch and he looked worried, I don't want him to worry about me. "I'm fine." I huffed and my back arched off the bed when Taehyung rocked his hips. Taehyung giggled and continued to rock his hips back and forth, sending waves of pleasure up my spine. I didn't even know this could feel so good. The feeling of my hard cock between Taehyung's butt was heavenly and I couldn't help the moans that escaped my filthy lips. I'm such a whore.

My eyes flew open when Taehyung abruptly stopped and slid down to rest between my legs. His face inches from my pulsating cock. Taehyung gazed up at me innocently, as if he wasn't hovering over my dick. "Jungkook can I-"

"Y-yes Taehyung." I gasped, the hardness in my pants starting to become painful. Taehyung gave me a loving smile, to loving for our current situation, and continued to pull down my sweatpants. I felt my heart start to race as Taehyung hooked his fingers into the waistband of my underwear. What if Lee is in the closet and he's jacking off to me. He could be watching me, he could come out and attack Taehyung.

My thoughts and my breathing were cut off when cold air suddenly hit my dick. My arm flew up to cover my eyes, so Taehyung wouldn't see me crying. I didn't know why I was crying, but I don't want Taehyung to think he's the reason. Taehyung hummed deeply before wrapping his large hand around the base of my dick. I groaned at the feeling, Taehyung's hands are perfect for handjobs.

Slowly Taehyung moved his hand up and down my shaft, stopping every once and awhile to thumb at the slit. Suddenly Taehyung froze when footsteps approached the door, followed by the bedroom door flying open.

"What are you guys doing?"

(Guys I'm really sorry for taking so long to update. Schools almost over and I have a bunch of finals to study for. I'm also practicing for an audition so I've been pretty busy lately. So yeah, sorry if this chapter is rushed and boring. I'll try harder to update good content!)