"Good morning, jagiya," Taehyung's voice pulled Jeongguk out of his slumber.
The maknae groaned, blinking, "What?"
Taehyung sat down on the edge of the bed, "How are you feeling?"
Jeongguk did an inventory of himself. "My ass hurts."
Taehyung slapped a hand over his face, almost dropping the mug he held, and laughed. "Jesus, Kookie, sometimes you're the shyest person I know, and then other times you say stuff like that."
Still giggling, he offered the mug to Jeongguk. The maknae took it and the welcoming aroma of coffee met his nose. He inhaled deeply and took an experimental sip. It was sweet. Like, diabetes-in-a-cup sweet. Just the way he liked it. Taehyung watched, unable to hide his nervousness. Jeongguk nodded approvingly, "It's good, hyung."
Taehyung grinned again, "Good. I hate coffee, so I didn't know how it'd taste. Hoseok-hyung helped me." Jeongguk's eyes widened and Taehyung burst out laughing once more, "Good lord, Kookie, he doesn't know. At least, I don't think he does. You were kind of loud, so if he does know, it's not my fault."
Jeongguk took another sip and decided to ignore his hyung's taunts. "Thanks for...this. And, uh, yeah."
"You're welcome," Taehyung said. Then, he teased, "Thank you for, uh, yeah." After a moment, he added sheepishly, "Did you like it?"
"Did I like it," Jeongguk parroted. "It was incredible. When can we do that again?"
Taehyung chuckled, "You're in rare form this morning."
Jeongguk shrugged. His blood was singing in his veins and everything was unquestionably right. Of course he was in rare form. He took a sip of his coffee and said, "I love you."
A boxy grin spread across Taehyung's face, "I love you too, Kookie." Then, "And to answer your question, we can do that everyday if you want."
Jeongguk blushed at the thought of receiving complete bliss everyday for the rest of his life. "That sounds awesome."
Taehyung laughed, and it was filled with so much joy that Jeongguk couldn't help but join in. Then, the maknae sobered and asked, "Was it alright for you?"
The older boy raised his eyebrows and promised, "It was so much more than that."
Jeongguk nodded, "Good."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Taehyung stood up and shouted, "Yeah?"
"You guys need to hurry up, you're the last ones that need to use the shower," Namjoon called from the other side of the door.
Jeongguk set his mug down on his nightstand and groaned. He threw himself back on the bed and Taehyung tapped his thigh, "Come on, Kookie, you have to rebandage me anyway." Then, a little louder to Namjoon, "We're coming, hyung."
Namjoon snorted loud enough for them to hear and shuffled off.
With a sigh, Jeongguk swallowed the rest of his coffee and Taehyung grabbed them some clothes. They then wandered sleepily out across the hall and into the bathroom. Nervousness danced through Jeongguk's chest as Taehyung pulled his t-shirt and boxers off. The elder raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong, jagi?"
Jeongguk shook his head, "I'm just...a little..."
The maknae squirmed and Taehyung grinned mischievously. Suddenly, he stepped closer and coaxed Jeongguk's shirt off. The maknae sucked in a breath as Taehyung dropped his face into the crook of Jeongguk's neck, pressing gentle kisses there. "It's not like you haven't seen me before." Taehyung's voice was sinfully low.
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Fanfiction[[Book 1 of the "Dream of Me" series]] Jeongguk has never dreamt. At least, not until he started dreaming about a certain boy he'd never seen before. A boy with two long scars down his shoulder blades who begged for Jeongguk to distract him from the...
