Jungkook's Misery | TaeKook

Chapter 6.2

Jungkook slid down the mirror next to Taehyung. They just finished dance practice so to say they were all tired and drenched in sweat from head to toe.

And although Jungkook was not exactly a fan of sweat, he had to admit that this guy right next to him pulled it off really well.
The wet shirt that stuck to Taehyung’s chest, as well as the hair to his forehead, revealing parts of it and of course the little droplets that ran down his temple, along his jaw to gather at his chin and finally drop down to his collarbone, was just way too sexy.

It was a shame that Taehyung was allowed to go out in public like that, making every girl (and boy) drool over him. Jungkook would have preferred it if this sight of Tae would only be his, secured from other’s views behind closed doors and Jungkook being the reason for him to look like that.

Jungkook had to force himself to think about something else or he would embarrass himself in front of the members.

“Are you going to be ok, cleaning by yourself, I mean?” Jungkook asked Tae to distract himself. The group had played a round of rock, paper, scissors to decide who was going to clean up while the rest would be able to head home first.

“Of course I will.” Taehyung said, looking at him tired but with one of his cute smiles on the face. “Don’t worry, it’s not the first time after all. I’ll clean up real quick and be home before you can even miss me. Or do you already miss me by the thought alone of leaving me?” This time the smile was clearly mischievous.

“Yeah.”

Jungkook knew it was to cheesy to admit to it and that it was by all means not a good idea to say something like that to Tae of all people, who would surely use it to annoy him every chance possible, which that grin on his lips confirmed. But well, it was the truth and he was to spend to pretend otherwise.

The group came to the studio by car but it was only a ten minute walk to the dorm, so they wouldn’t bother to wait. It was not the first time they handled it like this, more like a routine already but somehow Jungkook wasn’t willing to leave Tae by himself.

The other members got up and started to pack together one by one.

“Jungkook, you coming?” Namjoon asked.

“Nah, hyung” he heard himself saying “just go ahead.”

Jungkook didn’t miss how Jin suddenly searched for eye contact with Yoongi. The latter though just drank from his water bottle, oblivious to his only hyung’s attempts and looking somewhat impatient; probably wanted to go home and sleep.
Just what was going on with Jin?

“Eh? What’s the matter? Don’t tell me you’re going to help TaeTae? You know he’s old enough to handle it on his own, right? Seriously, if you help him today I’m going to make you help me the next time, too. Got it?! Nothing against you, Tae-ah.”

“It’s not like this!” Jungkook laughed. “I swear I won’t touch anything here. It’s just that I’m sticky all over with sweat and I SERIOUSLY want to shower as soon as possible. I’m going to use the shower here and then head back with V-hyung after he’s done.”

(A/N: Honestly, I don’t have a clue why there’s always a shower included in my fics... But don’t worry, this is not going to end in another shower scene! Well... not completely;) )

“Oh, okay. That’s not that bad of an idea actually. Tae-ah, if you want to wash up with warm water you should probably shower here too.

Taehyung made these really big, confused eyes Jungkook was so whipped for.

“I... don’t think I have clothes to change here.”

“You can have a shirt and some sweatpants from me.” Jungkook offered. It wasn’t the first time they traded clothes so he knew they would fit him more or less. Jungkook was bulkier but Tae had unexpectedly broad shoulders and they were almost the same height.