road trip.

[39] twenty minutes

that awkward moment😮 when you find a book that's awkwardly similar to your very own book (there's same ships, same plot, same character roles — damn hun)
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TALK LOVE | K.WILL
"without a word, feelings keep growing.
this can't go on like this.
how did i become this?"

no one's focus
it's been twenty minutes since taehyung's first kiss has been stolen and twenty minutes since he's left the fairground, following jungkook to a train station in stunned silence, and also twenty minutes since boarding the very train they were currently sitting on, two seats apart (pikachu sits on those two seats) and refusing to look each other in the eye.

TWENTY FIVE MINUTES AGO.
jungkook focus
im not supposed to be doing this –– oh my god, what am i doing??? this is so messed up. shit shit shit, jungkook thinks as he kisses taehyung.

despite the previous clamouring thoughts, jungkook delves deeper into the kiss (juNGKOOK, STOP IT) and what started out as a firm press, changes into a softer, deeper kiss. a change done by jungkook (fuck fuck fuck fuck, what are you doing??) because godamn, taehyung's lips are the softest he's ever experienced, and no matter what his brain tells him, he can't pull away.

taehyung focus
taehyung, on the other hand, stays stock still, too shocked to move away — he sits there on his seat, his body rigid, with his eyes blown open in bewilderment as he lets jungkook take his first kiss.

what.

i am being kissed.
kissed.
by jungkook.
. . .

oh my fUCKING GOD—
what am i doing, what am i doing, what am i doing?????? push him away, taehyung!! what the fuc—

but much like jungkook, taehyung's body seems to ignore his brain's wishes, for he subconsciously lids his eyes and carefully parts his lips, relaxing into jungkook's kiss.

oh loRDT, JUNGKOOK IS KISSING YOU AND YOU ARE LETTING HIM. YOU LIKE IT. OH MY GOD, THIS IS SO WRONG—

jungkook focus
—but it feels too good to stop.

"FUCKING FINALLY." the whinging kid, again, yells, catching the two boys' attention and causing taehyung and jungkook to abruptly pull away; the boy's irritating voice acting as a bucket of ice cold water — ice cold water that trickles down their warm backs and shocks them awake from their little moment.

they break away but their heads are tilted: their foreheads resting against each other as they breathe heavily. it was only a, what? a ten second kiss? a ten second kiss that renders them both breathless somehow, their chests heaving and lips parting.

jungkook stares at taehyung's brown eyes with an unreadable expression.
taehyung stares at jungkook's brown eyes with an unreadable expression.

"oh my god." taehyung gasps suddenly, pushing himself back in his chair and slapping both palms over his mouth.

jungkook, himself, is shocked at his own actions — he wants to slap his hands over his mouth as well and run away as far away from taehyung because just looking at taehyung's mouth makes him wanna—

although there's mixed thoughts and feelings swirling inside of him which confuses the hell out of his mind — jungkook saves himself by playing it off casually, putting on a cool calm facade in front of a freaking-out taehyung.