His Buried Past| Taekook

Chapter 29

Later that evening, V and several of the others are laying around the darkened living room with a movie on. V is sitting cuddled against Suga's side, his arm wrapped around his hyung's waist, the older man's arm loosely hanging over his shoulder. On the other side of the older is Jimin, who has his head laying on Suga's shoulder, his legs in his boyfriend's lap.

As the normally stoic assassin watches the movie, he's struck by how on edge he feels with the pink haired boy's head on his shoulder, the scent of his shampoo lightly perfuming the air. As he's trying to appear unaffected, he jolts when he feels a hand come to rest above his knee, and when he looks down, he stiffens to see the hand belongs to Hoseok. Glancing to the side, he sees that the redhead's eyes are fixed straight ahead on the screen, no change in expression to indicate anything unusual.

Pondering the two boys' behavior the past couple days, the accidental touches and suggestive remarks, he smirks to himself, 'So Red and Pinkie wanna play, hmm?'

A loud throat being cleared from the living room entrance draws his eyes to three figures. Jungkook, Namjoon, and Seokjin had all been out dealing with meetings for the day, but now all were observing the little group on the couch. Namjoon is raising a brow, a speculative look on his handsome face as his sharp eyes catch the subtle touching between Hoseok, Jimin, and Suga. Seokjin has a warm smile on his face, looking pleased to see V relaxing as part of the group. But Jungkook's eyes are narrowed dangerously on the arm the mint-haired older has thrown around the youngest, not missing the way the silver haired boy is wrapped around the other man either.

Running his tongue along his inner cheek, his voice when it comes is a low growl, "V, I need you to come with me."

The younger blinks chocolate brown eyes, his expression puzzled as he registers the glare being shot at him by the leader, "What for?"

The ravenette grits his teeth, restraining himself from dragging the smaller boy away, "I will tell you privately. Now come with me."

Shrugging, V rises from his position on the couch, following after the taller man as he pivots and exits the living room. Jimin muffles a snicker at his clueless best friend, knowing that the younger had pushed Jungkook too far. 'Wonder if he'll be able to walk tomorrow?'

Giving a long look at the other three sitting closely on the couch, Namjoon clears his throat, "Jin and I are gonna go up to bed too."

Jin opens his mouth to protest, before catching the way his boyfriend shoots a telling look at the other three. Frowning, the elder glances at the boys and finally registers the tension and close contact. "Oh, um, right. Good night you three."

As he allows Joon to drag him up the stairs, he hears the other man chuckle. "Joonie, what's so funny?"

His boyfriend turns and shoots an amused grin in his direction, "I'm just glad the bedrooms are all soundproofed. And I'm curious to see how many of them tomorrow are going to be walking with a limp, if at all,".  Leaning in, he presses a tender kiss against Jin's soft lips before murmuring, "Aside from you, of course."

In the living room, Suga shoots a sharp look at the other two, before pushing himself up to stand over the younger men. Leaning down, he rests his hands on the back of the couch, trapping both of them in between his arms. His voice is deceptively soft,"What game do the two of you think you're playing?"

Hoseok's face remains calm as he returns the elder's stare with his own unblinking gaze. Jimin meanwhile feels his face warming as he fights the urge to duck his head. His voice is steady despite his nerves. "What do you mean hyung?"

The assassin shakes his head, "Don't play dumb with me Pinkie." His eyes flick between the two of them, "You guys think you're sly, with the touching and the flirting?"

Hoseok lifts his chin in a challenge, "You were flirting with us first."

The older snorts and arches a brow, still hovering over the younger two, "You both really wanna give this a shot?"

No one speaks, before Jimin pushes himself up to his knees on the couch, his hands coming up to rest on the older man's shoulders as he presses his pink, plump lips against Suga's firmer pair. Teasingly, his tongue darts out to push gently into the other's mouth, before he pulls back, his eyes glazed. Behind him, Hoseok's eyes are heated, his pants feeling tighter at the sight of his pretty boyfriend kissing the handsome assassin.

Wordlessly, Suga looks between the two younger men, his own jeans already straining from just the teasing kiss. Swallowing hard, he nods, "Alright." Standing back up to loom over them, he crosses his arms, "I'm topping though."

Hobi's lips pull up into a smirk, "We'll see, won't we?"

The mint-haired man scoffs at the challenge, his eyes glinting, before gesturing with his hand, "I guess we will. Wanna move this upstairs?"

Upstairs

As V follows Jungkook, he notices the way the older's hands are fisted, a dangerous aura emanating from him. 'What's his problem?'

As the ravenette opens his bedroom door, the younger follows him in, his heart thumping at the thick tension. Shutting the door behind him, he turns to face the other man only to find himself pinned against the solid wood, facing a furious mafia boss. "What the hell Jungkook?!"

The taller looms over the silver haired man, his eyes dark. "What the hell?? What the hell was going on when I got home?"

Brows drawing together, V questions, "We were watching a movie?"

"Yeah, with you and Suga wrapped all around each other!"

The younger gapes, "We were just cuddling! We usually do that during movies!"

Jungkook leans in, his arms braced on either side of the smaller boy, his velvet voice a low growl, "Have I not made myself clear by now?" Placing his lips by the younger's ear, he breathes, "You're fvcking mine."

The older presses a soft kiss against the vulnerable skin beneath his ear, drawing a quiet gasp from his full lips, before murmuring softly, "I don't want to see you 'cuddling' with anyone else." His lips move a little lower down the silken skin of the other's neck, pressing another gentle kiss against his racing pulse, "I don't want to see you with your arms wrapped around anyone else." Next his lips land on the juncture of the younger's neck and shoulder, making him whimper, his hands flying up to land on the strong chest of the ravenette.

Jungkook's jaw is clenched as he raises his face back up, his dark eyes boring into the chocolate gaze of the smaller. His voice is dark and rich as he ghosts his narrow lips over the other's softer cherry pout, "What do I have to do to prove to you that you're mine?"

Heart pounding, V takes a shaky breath, heat curling low in his stomach and the air feeling thick with tension. Licking his suddenly dry lips, he swallows and lifts his heavy lidded gaze to the older, his cheeks flushed a soft pink, "Show me."

The raven haired man freezes, his breath catching in his chest and muscles tensing. "What was that, baby?"

The younger takes a deep breath, sliding his hands up from Jungkook's chest to rest on his shoulders, his voice soft and pleading, "Show me I'm yours. Please, Daddy?"

AN: Did y'all see the new clip with Tae sleeping? I literally squealed, he's the cutest, squishiest baby 😍😍😍