innocence; vmin

t w e n t y n i n e

tbh idk when to end this. i was thinking maybe when they finished everything on the list but idk i mean this needs to be finished sometime so i can focus on the other stories i've started but i also really like this one and don't want it to end :/

also the ig posts are just random now. do y'all even pay attention to those?

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The trip back home was fairly awkward after what happened at the restaurant. Taehyung and Bogum didn't really speak at all, only traveling in silence until they were inside of the younger's home, sitting awkwardly on his bed.

Suddenly, they both spoke at the same time.

"Should we talk ab-"

"What do you wa-"

They both laughed quietly before Bogum spoke again. "Go ahead and say what you were going to," he insisted.

"I was wondering if you, uh," he looked away nervously. "If you wanted to maybe talk about this? I mean, I don't really know what this all means or what exactly is going on, myself."

"Yeah, sure," Bogum agreed. "I mean, obviously you and Jimin really like each other, but if you're both okay with each other sleeping with other people then I guess there's really not much to say, right?"

Taehyung nodded and gnawed on his lip before returning his gaze to Bogum. "What were you going to say?"

"Oh, yeah," he grinned sheepishly and carried just the silhouette of a blush. "I was going to ask if you wanted to continue where we left earlier but, uh. . .yeah."

Taehyung looked at him in confusion for a moment before realizing what he meant, the memory of their shared kisses in that bathroom filling his mind and bringing about a scarlet blush to his cheeks.

Taking a look at Bogum, he could see that the boy was just as flustered, except he had the mind to at least try to hide it.

"Sure," he finally got out, the soft words leaving his even softer lips.

He noticed Bogum's gaze intensify--he could tell the boy was really looking at him. In his defense, he truly was a sight to behold. His lovely frame sat upon the bed with a sense of self, his knees slightly apart and his hands folded snugly into his lap. His eyelids adorned a shimmering, peachy eyeshadow that gave the word beauty a whole new meaning.

Bogum was thankful he was given the opportunity to kiss someone so gorgeous. He leaned forward slowly before his lips gently met Taehyung's.

Taehyung returned the kiss, surprised to find it nowhere near as rough as the one in the bathroom. In fact, it was the exact opposite. The embrace between their lips was sweet and and slow, eventually resulting in Taehyung's torso slowly being lowered until the back of his head gently met the pillows.

Jimin wasn't on his mind at this moment, but neither was Bogum, really. All he focused on was the moment and how it made him feel.

He felt safe in the presence of his oldest friend; loved in his embrace; wanted in his kiss.

Bogum's hand caressed Taehyung's thigh softly, his touch barely fluttering across the fabric of his jeans until it rested firmly upon the back of his leg, pulling their bodies yet closer.

Taehyung let out a quiet gasp at the sensation, which allowed Bogum's tongue entrance into his mouth. The kiss only deepened from there as the passion grew and grew.

The hand that wasn't exploring Taehyung's thigh floated to the bottom of his shirt, tugging at it teasingly before it slipped under. Taehyung felt the boy's fingers all over his torso, leaving no inch of skin untouched nor unadmired by the brunet above him.