***Sequel to my Vkook story months ago because it has been requested***
5:30 pm
All the boys were deciding who was in charge of dinner. After many rounds of rock paper scissor shoot it was determined that Jungkook, Hoseok, and Seokjin would be making dinner. Jhope and Jin volunteered to grill the steaks on the patio. Jimin and Namjoon had table setting duty, Yoongi was sleeping, and Taehyung won against everyone and doesn't have to do anything. Jungkook was in the kitchen combining final ingredients to a bowl of mashed potatoes.
He was caught off guard by a whistle, similar to a cat call coming from the kitchen door. When he looked over his shoulder he saw the older man Kim Taehyung leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, and head against the framework. "Can I help with anything?" He questioned shooting a sly smile towards the Maknae.
"It's almost done so no I'm good." Jungkook replied turning back to his bowl to place it on the island. When he reached for a serving spoon out of the cup on that counter he heard Taehyung creep behind him.
"Well if I can't help you, can you help me?" Taehyung whispered into Jungkook's ear as he crept his fingers around the youngest's slim waist. The simple act caused Jungkook the tense with anxiety. When the older man pressed his body trapping the younger's body to the counter, a familiar hard object poked his behind. The realization hit him like a wall, Taehyung wanted his chance to have "help" like he did for Jungkook.
"Tae..." he choked on his words unable to figure out what to say.
"Shh, come with me." Taehyung silenced him looking around to check the others before guiding him out of the kitchen.
"Taehyung please..." Jungkook pleaded attempting to pry Taehyung's grip from his body but his hands were firm in their spot.
"I said shh."
As they walked into Taehyung's bedroom Jungkook began to get light headed, "V I'm serious..."
"So am I. This is only fair." He cooed sitting on the end of his bed, legs wide open as Jungkook stared down at him petrified. "Oh come on Kookie, it's not hard... Well technically speaking IT is but you know what I mean." Jungkook would normally take that time to laugh at a stupid pun, but he didn't have it in him.
"Was it not clear with our last altercation that I've never done this to a guy before and don't have the intention to ever do so?! Take care of that yourself like I tried to do that night before you rudely barged in." As Jungkook turned his back to storm out of the room Taehyung's voice piped in right before his hand grabbed the door handle.
"You didn't seem to stop me." The attitude present in his tone made Jungkook's blood boil.
"You took advantage of my needs for your own uses. You only helped me because knew at some point you'd want help in return. I never agreed to help you whenever you asked plain and simple. As I said before, fuck yourself Taehyung. This isn't my problem." Jungkook spoke each word with a clenched jaw. He was startled by a slam of Tae's fist on the wall right next to his head.
"I'm not selfish little one, we all know you're not actually straight. I've seen the way you've looked at Jimin, and if I'm being truthful here... it drives me crazy. To think you could ever have feelings for a pipsqueak of a man like him makes me wreck my brain searching for reasons why."
Jungkook began to get infuriated. Taehyung was touching on subjects he kept to himself about. He pushed his tongue on the inside of his cheek desperate not to feed into Taehyung's twisted game. V noticed his angry tick immediately and chuckled deeply, "oops... did I strike a nerve?" Those last words were hushed right into the younger's ear sending goosebumps over his body.
