Behind the Scenes

Again.

/ Third Person POV /

Taehyung lay feverishly under the younger boy, not realizing how tense he was earlier that his nails dug creases on his palms. He took deep, shaky breaths while gazing at Jungkook with half-lidded eyes.

Jungkook's well-built arms continued to support his body that hung inches above Taehyung's. He took a moment to take in the other's features that were illuminated by orange light from his bedside lamp; Taehyung's damp fringe all clumped up and partly covering his brown eyes, his partly exposed chest and collarbones, his plump red lips...

"Say, can I kiss you again?" He asked mindlessly, still in a daze.

Taehyung stiffened at this bold statement, "N-no."

"Please?"

The older boy blushed. He shifted his gaze downwards and placed his hands on Jungkook's face, trying to push him away. "That was my mistake. It's not going to happen again."

Jungkook frowned. "Just once?" He pleaded, his voice muffled by the other's hands.

Taehyung shuddered at the sensation of soft lips pressed against his palms. He cleared his throat, "Jungkook. Get off me."

He expected his junior to comply with his order until he remembered that the kid was a little brat when Jungkook used one hand to seize both hands off his face and pulled himself even closer, practically weighing his body down on Taehyung. He cursed, "Kook!"

Jungkook buried his face on the curve of Taehyung's neck. "Tae."

The brown-eyed boy gasped. Jungkook's warm breath on his neck sent shivers throughout his body and mentally cursed at the growing bulge under his pajama pants. He squirmed under Jungkook, trying to get into a position that would hide his rising boner.

He twitched when Jungkook sighed on his bare skin, "Min-Yoongi hyung overheard our conversation that day."

"Hmm?" He breathed, distracted by the feeling of Jungkook's lips moving.

"He told us not to do anything we'll regret."

"Yeah?"

"And you might regret kissing me, hyung. But I'm glad you did." 

Taehyung stayed silent. His heart now starting to flutter with anticipation and nervousness over where Jungkook was going. 

"I don't know since when but," he snuggled closer to Taehyung, embarrassed with the words coming out of his mouth, "at some point I stopped thinking of you as just a hyung."

"...Jungkook..." Taehyung's heart was racing. What's he trying to say? 

"Min-Yoongi hyung also asked if I liked you."

Jungkook paused. Taehyung's face was burning like crazy with thoughts racing through his head, and? And what did you say? Fuck this is driving me nuts,

"And? What did you say?" He voiced out his thoughts.

Still, no response. "Jungkook?"

He heard a soft snore.

Gently, he raised one arm and brushed Jungkook's fringe to the side, only to reveal that the boy had fucking dozed off.