(a/n) yes, they didnt actually fuck, so sorry to burst all of your bubbles, hope you still stay, but i'll make it up to you by giving you two chaps at once and telling you that, that wasnt the only smut you will see, so you can just anticipate...
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thanks, - jhobietae
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Mid-day
Feelings, feelings of lust and desire, the way Taehyung looked, the things that he did to Jeongguk, Jeongguk will never forgot it, it was like heaven. That was all Jeongguk could think about this morning, as he lays down on his own bed at home.
He looks up at the ceiling, resting both his hands on his stomach. What was their relationship now? Did this mean Taehyung liked him too? If he did, why did he even reject Jeongguk in the first place? Jeongguk wonders, grunting in annoyance, burying his face into his pillow, Taehyung is so fucking confusing...
Jeongguk sighs, lifting up from his bed, and walking towards his mirror to see his reflection. He had messy bed hair and tired eyes, scanning his eyes down the mirror, looking down his face, when his eye catches what Taehyung did to him last night.
Jeongguk's neck, and collarbone had obvious hickeys marked on his soft, pale skin, and damn, did Taehyung know what he was doing, there were perfect, purpleish love bites on the sensitive skin on Jeongguk's neck and collarbone.
He runs his fingers softly over the marks, smiling at bit as his mind had flashbacks of when Taehyung was all over him on that bus, and fuck, did Gukie feel something.
Jeongguk's smile fades, as he thinks about how his mum will definitely flip her shit, Jeongguk wouldn't know how to reply if she asked him why he had hickeys, even though she didn't care if it was a boy or a girl, she would realize that he hadn't been studying and instead messing around at the late hours of the night.
He panics, rushing over to his mother's bedroom, as he could hear her downstairs making breakfast, this was his perfect chance to steal some of her makeup, and hide the love bites he received from Taehyung.
Once he was in her bathroom, he pulls open the drawers, searching for anything that was skin-colour and had the ability to cover up what was under the skin.
Trying not to be too loud, Jeongguk finds a square looking box with a palette of different tones of skin, he narrows his eyebrows together in confusion, ripping it open and using his fingers to dab, and wipe it on the bruised skin. He only really needed to do the one on his neck, since he could cover the one on his collar bone with a shirt or some other piece of clothing.
"Jeongguk!" His mum calls from downstairs.
Jeongguk jumps in sudden shock, dropping the makeup onto the sink, the lid breaking off and falling onto the ground. He panics, picking it up and trying to put it back on.
"Jeongguk, are you awake yet?" She yells, continuing to make a coffee for herself.
"Ah!... Yeah- Yeah! I am!" Jeongguk shouts back, panicking as he puts the broken lid with the rest of the compartment back into the drawer, shutting it close, and rushing out of her room, making his way downstairs.
His mum, looks up to see her son walking down the stairs with makeup lazily smeared across his neck, sweat dripping from his forehead and a nervous expression.
She raises an eyebrow, before shrugging, "I need you go to the store to get milk." She states, sitting down on a barstool by the kitchen bench, sipping her coffee slowly.
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❝fuck expectations.❞ | taekook
Fanfic"You don't have to live up to anyone's expectations." Tells the story of Jeon Jeongguk, a miserable teenager, who changes from a obedient, innocent conformist with no experience, to a rebel who craves to break the rules and change himself, all thank...
