✔ || Distract Me

Chapter 20

"How come I still feel like my legs are made of jelly?" Jeongguk complained.

Taehyung laughed, his chest vibrating against Jeongguk's. "Just because we're dreaming doesn't mean you aren't still dealing with post-orgasm symptoms."

Jeongguk pouted and tugged away from Taehyung's embrace, taking his hands to pull him to the ground. They sat cross-legged across from each other and Taehyung raised his eyebrows, "Do you have a question?"

"It's a two-part question, and you have to answer both tonight," Jeongguk responded.

Taehyung smiled, amused, "Oh yeah? Shoot."

"What powers did you have as an angel?"

"What's the second part of that question?"

"What powers do you keep when you fall?"

Taehyung chuckled, "Alright, Kookie, I'll answer both questions, but don't get used to it." Jeongguk rested his chin in his palm, waiting. Taehyung shook his head as a boxy grin spread across his face, "Alright, so, for the first question, I..." he gave a grand pause, eyeing the maknae mischievously, "...could fly."

Jeongguk slapped his arm and Taehyung fell over laughing. "Hyung, be serious."

"Sorry, Kookie, you'll have to forgive me. I just had the best sex of my entire life a few minutes ago, so I'm a little euphoric right now," Taehyung's eyes twinkled.

Heat crept up into Jeongguk's cheeks and, momentarily distracted, he asked sheepishly, "The best?"

"Did I stutter?" Taehyung cooed, reaching forward to pinch the maknae's cheek.

Jeongguk batted his hand away. Surely that couldn't be true. It was only the second time Jeongguk had ever had sex, so how could it be the best? "Okay, I think you're lying, but thanks. Now, stop stalling."

Taehyung suddenly frowned, cocking his head, "Why do you think I'm lying?"

"Hyung," Jeongguk looked at him darkly. At his blank expression, Jeongguk sighed, exasperated, "Nevermind, hyung, thanks for the compliment."

"Jagi," Taehyung said quietly, his eyes never wavering from Jeongguk's. "I'm not lying when I say that that was beyond humanly-possible descriptions. I'm being serious."

Jeongguk dropped his gaze, chewing his lip. Then, because apparently his brain loved to suffer, he betrayed himself and breathed, "Even better than...him?"

"Stop," Taehyung ordered, and his voice was suddenly so harsh that Jeongguk looked up to meet his eyes again. "Stop comparing yourself to him. You are everything that he could never be because you are perfect, and even your imperfections are perfect, and he's a psycho who thinks he can control everyone and everything just because he's an archangel." Taehyung's body shook and Jeongguk shrunk in on himself when he realized the elder was genuinely angry at him. Taehyung spoke quietly when he was pissed, so he murmured, "I'm really trying to move on from my life in heaven, and I'm trying to fall in love with this family without letting the toxicity of my past ruin it, so please shut the fuck up about Raphael and let me heal."

Jeongguk had never felt smaller in his life. He pulled his knees to his chest, "I'm sorry, hyung."

Taehyung sighed and dragged his hand down his face. "Just...stop, okay?"

His voice was dull and unfeeling, and Jeongguk almost cried. "I'm really sorry."

Dropping his hand from his face, Taehyung looked tiredly at the maknae. His eyes softened and he said, "I know, jagi." He chewed his lip, staring off into the distance a million miles away from the maknae. Jeongguk wished there was somewhere he could cower in shame, but there was nothing besides the white abyss of the dreamscape, so the maknae had nowhere to hide. Finally, Taehyung slowly focused back on him and said quietly, "Come here?"