Four Years || Taekook // Vkook [✔]

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t a e h y u n g

I groaned and got up from the floor. I had cried myself to sleep last night and didn't bother walking to my bed.

So naturally, I woke up with an aching back.

But that wasn't the only pain that was killing me.

There was also the pain from remembering the events of last night.

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"So I'll see you there tonight?"

"Yea. Sure," I said, sighing as I hung up my phone. Jimin had called to invite me to the club again and I had agreed.

"I wonder where's Jungkook," I thought aloud as I walked down the stairs. The smell of bacon and eggs filled my nose.

"Jin hyung?" I called out, surprised as soon as I saw a tall man with a broad shoulder cooking. He turned around and smiled brightly when he noticed me.

It's been a while since I last saw him. He was Jungkook's brother and moved with him four years ago, hence why I hadn't seen him.

I missed him dearly, but not as much as I missed his brother.

"Taehyung!" He greeted cheerfully as I walked over to him. He turned off the stove and hugged me tightly.

"It's been a while, dongsaeng," he said, smiling as he ruffled my hair. I pouted and laughed.

"It has, hyung. What are you doing here?"

He rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Making breakfast for your boy-"

He cut himself off, realizing what he had said. He covered his mouth.

"I didn't know what I was saying oh my god Jin you fucking idiot-"

I laughed at his rambling, but my heart ached at what he almost said.

"It's okay, hyung. It's fine," I assured, calming him down. He sighed and scratched the back of his head.

"How about I get you some breakfast yeah? To make it up to you?"

I was going to refuse, but I missed Jin's cooking. It reminded me of home and of the old times. So I nodded and smiled.

"Thank you, hyung."

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"Good morning, hyung."

I turned to the sound of a very tired and groggy Jungkook. He was shirtless, making me blush.

Please don't notice me. Please don't notice me. Please don't-

He walked past me without a second glance and grabbed his breakfast and sat as far away from me as possible.

I felt my heart drop. Of course, I wanted him to ignore me, but why did I feel like he stabbed me in the heart with a burning knife?

Twice?

Jin noticed this and smiled at me sadly. I forced a smile back at him, assuring that I was okay.

"Shoot. I've gotta go to work now," Jin said, fixing his watch while looking at the time. "I'll see you later, twat." He flicked Jungkook's forehead. The latter pouted childishly.

He patted my head and smiled before leaving our house.

I sighed.

"Jungkook, can we talk? Please?" I set down my fork on my empty plate. He didn't respond.

"Jungkook," I said once more, getting off my seat. If he was doing this to test my patience, it was working. I smirked as I thought of an idea.

I walked behind his seat, and I could see him visibly shift in his seat, clearly uncomfortable.

"Kookie," I whispered huskily into his hear. I felt him shiver as my lips grazed over his ear.

"W-What?" He stuttered. I chuckled at his nervousness.

"Why are you ignoring me?" I said, continuing to tease him as I nibbled on his earlobe, his weak spot.

I could tell he was sustaining a moan.

"Answer me," I demanded, but my voice was soft. My hands traveled around his waist and I back hugged him, catching him by surprise.

"Y-Yah! What are you-"

"I forgot some- oh," Jin suddenly came in, looking flustered. He blushed when he realised he had intruded on something.

I didn't want to move, but Jungkook untangled my hands from his waist and pushed me away.

His cheeks were now a deep shade of red. Jin quickly got his things and rushed out of our house.

And that's how our conversation ended.

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"J-Jimin," I felt my breathing hitch as he leaned closer to me, his hands slowly making their way below my torso.

"Hush," he said, picking me up by my thighs and bringing me to the bathroom.

I tried stopping him, but the alcohol was taking its toll on me. I was weak.

Jimin pushed me against the wall and began kissing my lips harshly. I didn't kiss back, making him stop.

"Why aren't you kissing back?" He asked with an eyebrow raised. "It's because of Jungkook, isn't it?"

Yes, it is.

"N-No," I managed to say. He smirked.

"Good."

Was all he said before crashing his lips onto mine.

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"You were so good, babe," he whispered softly, lying next to me while panting with sweat dripping down his forehead. We were currently naked, side by side on my bed.

I didn't really know what happened because I was really drunk, but I went with it anyways.

"Goodnight," he said as he draped his arms over my waist and pulling me closer to him so my head was resting on his chest.

And with that, darkness took over me.

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A/N

Bit of a boring chapter, and I'm sorry for that :(

Thanks for reading till the end tho! Hope you have a nice day / afternoon / night ♡

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