It was quite amazing how
rapidly,
their relationship changed.
Only in a short matter of time.
One apology.
One act of compassion.
One confession.
One touch.
Even the most poisonous dose of hate could be covered by the biggest and most powerful blanket of love.
It was like all that hate between them dissolved into the atmosphere like boiling water. Like a purification.
It was the purest vibration of love.
By the time Yoongi pulled away, Jungkook already had deep and dark hickeys covering the side of his neck.
Yoongi was hovering over him.
And Jungkook was on his back, positioned on the bed.
The younger still had excruciating pain in his body, and while he knew about it, his brain was able to ignore it. Besides, the longer you think about pain, the worse it hurts.
He was so occupied by the sweet sensation of Yoongi's lips on his own, that his mind autopiloted the physical pain of being beat up.
If only it would do that all the time.
Yoongi's forehead was gently pressed to Jungkook's once more, their faces remaining close caused the younger to become more shy when speaking.
"My parents would kill me...i-if they knew about this.." Jungkook murmured through his recently kissed lips.
"Mine would too, but.. what happens in the dark stays in the dark." Yoongi stated quietly as he manuvered his arms up to pin Jungkook's down over his cranium. His hands lacing with the younger's.
"But what if-"
Yoongi shushed the other boy by kissing him deeply.
Jungkook's eyes fell shut, even though it was already dark.
It was different.
Taehyung forced himself on Jungkook.
And he didn't like that.
But with Yoongi... it was just different.
He felt comfortable with the older boy.
He didn't reject his kiss.
Maybe because deep down in his subconscious, he's always liked Yoongi.
And maybe that's why it hurt so bad when they had their fall out.
Because he knew he loved the older boy, but then something changed and they grew distant.
And god only knows why that happened.
But considering the fact that Yoongi was kissing him... it made the younger conclude why Yoongi was so hateful towards him.
Maybe he wasn't comfortable with his sexuality either.
And anger is only a cover up for the most deep rooted fear.
Rejection.
All those mental wounds were beginning to be patched through both of their actions. The kisses were like strong doses.
"There is no 'what if', there's only 'what happened'." Yoongi spoke against Jungkook's addicting lips.
Yoongi's words only caused more beats Jungkook's heart had to catch up with.
Jungkook needily reconnected his lips to Yoongi's. This time he initiated it.
They made out for a long time.
-
"Do you like it..?" Yoongi asked the yonger, carefully and sweetly combing his fingers through Jungkook's conditioned bangs.
"Yes.."
Yoongi could feel a smile grow on his face. He could tell by Jungkook's tone how shy he was. It was adorable.
"I like being kissed by you....." Jungkook admitted nearly inaudibly, his face hotter than lava.
Yoongi silenly giggled.
"Cutie."
A/N: just wanted to say thank you for reading, and for voting, it still blows me away that people are still reading this book -- also no chapter updates on wednesday because that's a busy day for me! but on thursday, for the next chapter, something /really/ bad happens sooooooooo yeah
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