Made for You ｡JJK +KTH｡

5.

Jungkook had avoided Taehyung that night and gone straight to bed. He was so confused with how he felt, he didn't know what anything meant anymore. He didn't know Taehyung, yet he hated not being around him, he hated not touching him or listening to his voice. Parts of his personality grated on him and his natural instinct was to rebel against whatever he wanted.

He woke up sweating, his t-shirt stuck to his chest, the sheets tangled around his legs. It took a moment for him to realise he wasn't in his apartment and the overwhelming feeling of the presence across the hall from him was making Jungkook dizzy. The aura was pulling at him, trying to trap him.

Kook fell out of bed, panting on the floor. His body dragged himself across to the door and pulled himself up by the handle. He staggered into the hall way, the wooden floor cool on his feet. The moonlight was glaring through the windows and made him squint. He leant his forehead on the door that kept him from Taehyung, trying to cooldown.

I shouldn't be doing this. He thought. Taehyung doesn't want this from me and he probably doesn't even get these sort of feelings either.

Jungkook hesitated, trying to convince his body to turn back when his support moved as the door opened and he fell through into a hard chest. Taehyung was there to catch him, holding Jungkook by the wrists, looking in the same condition as himself.

"Is this because you feel like shit again?" Jungkook breathed.

"This is you, not me." Taehyung panted.

Jungkook pulled his hands out of Taehyung's grasp and jumped up, wrapping his legs and arms around Taehyung, locking their lips. Taehyung caught Jungkook and stumbled back, his legs hitting the bed and they fell. Their lips moulded together in hot kisses and Jungkook wasted no time in slipping his tongue into Taehyung's mouth so he could fully taste him. Jungkook's hands worked the buttons on the silk shirt Taehyung was wearing, his lips moving from the others mouth as he left kisses down his neck and across his chest. Taehyung's hands gripped Jungkook's hips under his t-shirt, the metal of his rings cool against his burning skin as he slipped his long fingers under Jungkook's boxer waistband.

"Ju..Jungkook..." Taehyung moaned. "W-wait." The older sat up with Kook on his lap straddling him. "Don't do something you don't want to..." Tae noticed a red mark on Kook's forearms from where he'd dragged his arms across the carpet earlier, the younger hadn't even realised - his body was too distracted. Taehyung lifted Jungkook's arm to his lips and kissed along the marked skin, his soft lips sending Jungkook crazy but at the same time, relief washed through his body, easing part of his pain as he watched the marks heal.

"I..." Jungkook was lost for words. He didn't know where his head was at and if he wanted Taehyung at all or it was their bond. He took a moment to look down at the hybrid under his thighs and butterflies tingled in his stomach. Taehyung's hand held Jungkook's neck as he leaned forwards, bringing Jungkook closer as he placed soft kisses along his temple.

The irritation subsided and Jungkook's head felt clearer from whatever healing magic Taehyung had to sooth his senses. Jungkook slid off Taehyung's lap, feeling embarrassed he'd so shamelessly thrown himself at the hybrid. He stomped his feet, annoyed at himself and got into Taehyung's bed.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung was slightly amused at Jungkook's behaviour.

"Shut up." Jungkook's small voice was muffled from him burying his head in the covers. His hand reached out and grabbed the back of Taehyung's shirt, pulled him backwards into the bed as he wrapped Taehyung's arm around his waist.

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Jungkook woke up, head fuzzy and his body aching. He felt irritated and an itching under his skin burned everywhere. He turned over to his other side and came face to face with wide, brown eyes.