Vkook Soulmate AU

Part 7

Warning: This chapter contains some mature content, but no smut tho.

"And the winners of this year are...BTS!", loud cheers and claps erupted from the crowd as the MC announced who won the dongsaeng award. The members walk onto the staged shocked, with tears of joy staining their cheeks. Namjoon held a small but moving speech and by the end of it Yoongi let his emotions flow like a cascade. In the heat of the moment, Jungkook and Taehyung let themselves fall into each other's embrace. The younger lost himself into the heat radiating from Tae's body, but was quickly pulled back to reality when the crowd screamed even louder. He broke the hug and backed away to a decent distance, an awkward tension settling between the two. Taehyung gave the maknae a sorrowful look, but he was too focused on fixing his fake smile to notice. The older boy had to restrain himself from pulling Jungkook back in a hug. How he missed feeling his strong muscular arms around his waist and his sweet scent that was oddly comforting. Imagine your little brother completely ignoring your existence for no reason. It hurt. But maybe if Taehyung had realized the way he thinks of Jungkook goes beyond friendship boundaries things would have been different.

Later that day, they all went out for drinks to celebrate. Jungkook felt it from the beginning. It was bound to go wrong. The maknae was the only one out of the 7 who was still too young to drink. And since only Yoongi had good alcohol resistance Jungkook mentally prepared himself to take care of his hyungs like of a bunch of babies.

Everyone was laughing at Taehyung's silly behaviour. It seemed like the alcohol had brought back his energetic self. Eve Jungkook was having a good time, but when Taehyung shot his a stern glare his face immediately fell. It was the first time Taehyung drank alcohol and not knowing his limits he went overboard.

"Jungkookie, could you take Tae home before he does anything stupid?", Namjoon pleaded the boy with his eyes.

"Why me?", Jungkook choked on his juice.

"The boys want to stay a little more and I can't let the unsupervised. Please, Jungkook. I don't know what happened between the two of you, but you have to make up already. He's your best friend for fuck sake. I didn't even know Taehyung could be so depressed and calm. Tell him what's wrong so you can solve it. Even Army's started noticing that something is up."

Jungkook glanced at Taehyung who was now pretending to be a walrus with chopsticks in his mouth. He gulped. The idea of just him and Tae in the dorm, especially when the older was drunk, did not appeal to him. Jungkook tried to push the unsettling thoughts about Taehyung as far as possible and living in the same house didn't make it easy. He felt guilty for ignoring his best friend. Every time he saw the pain in his puppy eyes he had the urge to wrap him in a blanket, hug him tight and tell him that it wasn't his fault. Jungkook would give anything to go back to the way they used to be.

"Jungkook...", Namjoon spoke softly. He looked at the maknae expecting an answer. Jungkook slightly nodded and mumbled a "sure" before dragging Taehyung outside. The walk was silent, with casual giggles from the older when he would stumble.

Once they got to the dorm, Taehyung crashed onto the couch and stared off into space.

"Come on, TaeTae, let's get you to sleep.", Jungkook started walking towards his bedroom, but came to a stop when he heard soft sobs and sniffles. "Tae?", he looked in shock at the boy who was now crying.

"Jungkookie-", Taehyung said through the sobs that were getting heavier. "Why do you hate me? What did I do?" Jungkook's heart fell, guilt swallowing him whole.

"Tae, you didn't wrong me in any way. I just needed some time to think. I'm sorry.", Jungkook looked at his feet, trying to hold back the tears.

"You know you can talk to me about anything that's on your mind. We're best friends."

"Yeah, best friends..."

"Please don't do that again. Ever.", Taehyung clumsily got up from the couch and stumbled forward, falling in Jungkook's arms.

"You okay?", the younger watched him with worry.

"Yeah. I wanted to do that anyway.", the two laughed and Taehyung wrapped is arms around Jungkook's waist, giving him a warm hug. Without a warning, Taehyung became all too aware of the sweet scent radiating off Jungkook. Asociating the scent with his soulmate, mind fuzzy from the drinks, Taehyung acted on instinct. He started leaving wet sloppy kisses on the maknae's neck.

"Hyung, what are you doing?", Jungkook's voice trembled. Completely flustered, he pulled away, but not enough for Taehyung's arms to leave his waist. He was afraid the older would fall if he let go.

"You smell so good, Kookie. I wan you.", he smiled too innocently for what he just said and did. Taehyung went back to kissing and sniffing Jungkook's neck and jawline while he just sat there frozen like a statue. A very red one that is. His body was craving for Taheyung, but his mind told him it was wrong, unacceptable, disgusting.

Jungkook didn't know how or when they got into his bed, Taehyung topping him, their shirts thrown somewhere in the room. The maknae gave in to his instincts, roaming his hands on Taehyung's back and placing soft kisses on his shoulder. The older boy kissed him everywhere from the waist up, except for his lips, leaving purple and yellowish marks all over his pale soft skin. Taehyung began bucking his hips, Jungkook following his lead, meeting their lower parts to create friction. Jungkook's soft whines and moans caused Taehyung to move faster, wanting to hear more of his beautiful voice.

"Taehyung, I want you.", Jungkook grabbed Taheyung's crotch, stopping him from dry humping. Tae gave another innocent smile an started unbuckling Jungkook's pants, but when his forehead touched his heated chest Taehyung instantly passed out, leaving the younger with a hurting boner. Jungkook stared into nothingness listening to Tae's snores. As rational thinking settled back in, Jungkook let a few silent tears fall on the side of his face. He hated himself. How dare he drag the precious Taehyung into this. The boy was clearly drunk and Jungkook tried to use him for his own disgusting needs. At the same time, Taehyung's heaviness on his chest offered him a sort of comfort a blanket never could. The moment his eyes closed he fell into slumber.