❀ trouble

Chapter 16

Jackson hasn't been sleeping for days now.

Ever since he moved in, ever since meeting mark and especially ever since he started sharing a room with him it's gotten increasingly hard to think shallow thoughts, like he's used to. It's like... it's like his cute hyung stimulates him, like, mentally and stuff. It's really weird and he doesn't understand it, but he likes it nonetheless.

That's why he's been doing everything in his power to stay alongside mark, whether it be when playing video games or when going to sleep, he wanted him close.

Even when he can't fall asleep because he's too busy watching the boy's pretty features all through the night and focusing all of his attention on the pattern of his in-sleep movements and breathing. Again, he couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was because they slept so close together.

" Jackson? Are you awake? " he heard an angelic voice ask him. He was currently curled up in his own blanket, which he brought with him out of habit, facing the wall and mockingly responding, 'always, markie!' But only in his head.

" jaaaackson. Wake up. " mark giggled. Jackson rolled his eyes, overwhelmed with fondness for the bubbly boy who was tapping his shoulder repeatedly and he wanted to just turn around and see his smiling face once again, but he truly wanted to sleep, something he could only be able to do once he was alone.

A minute or two has passed before mark gave up, a last fit of giggles coming to an end. " okay, then. Sleep tight. "

He felt him getting up and leaving silently. For a moment, his heart was heavy and he couldn't breathe, thoughts running wild as he imagined waking up to mark's gentle ways everyday until he couldn't wake up anymore. What is wrong with me? He thought and stared at the white wall he was faced with.

The thought of him and mark being together forever had been so warming and nice that he gave in and it lulled him to sleep.

It did.

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" so, Jackson is sleeping and since we're having a fun activity, his punishment will be not participating. " seokjin announced and walked slowly in front of the men sat on the couch in front of him. " what is it? " hoseok asked, excitement present in his voice.

" it's tradition, as you know, to dye your hair. "

Sounds sounded through the room, mostly laughter as the majority already dyed their hair. " how is this fun by any means? " yoongi growled. Namjoon stepped to stand next to seokjin, " well, we've decided to go with other colors besides blonde and pink. So, it's whatever you want it to be. "

" I want orange! " hoseok yelled and raised his hand, causing taehyung to gasp, " you're cooperating with them? "

" sure! Why not? It's fun! " he jumped from his seat and volunteered as the first one to go through with it.

Jungkook turned to taehyung, " I want you to go red. "

" what? Jungkook- " he started, yet jungkook interrupted, " shut up and listen to me. I want you to go red... " his voice trailed and turned into a whisper, " 'cause it's hot. "

Taehyung immediately got up, " I volunteer as a tribute! "

" what color? " mark asked and looked through a box full of different colored bottles. " red. Definitely red. "

Mark chuckled, rolled his eyes and handed him the bottle, " go to Jimin. "

By now he and Jimin were close friends thanks to the fact that they were born only two months apart and are now sharing a room. Taehyung smiled as he wrapped a towel around his shoulders and walked towards Jimin and the chair placed in front of him.

" you're bold, huh? Red is an interesting color. " Jimin remarked as the latter sat down. Taehyung could only chuckle in response and get comfortable while Jimin covered his hair with copious amounts of bleach.

" jiminie, take care of yoongi please. He wants blue. " seokjin said and Jimin immediately did as he was told.

His heart was racing as he walked to yoongi, who was seated in the kitchen on the only chair left. He was tapping his fingers against the table and humming a tune, Jimin thought he was perfect with the glowing light pouring through the window and reflecting against his pale skin and soon blue-colored hair. " ready, now? " he let yoongi know he was already preparing whatever is needed.

He nodded and sighed, " I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm actually kinda scared. " Jimin's heart swelled at his words and he said, " don't worry 'bout it. Blue is a good color. " he then added, " you know... I've been wanting to dye my hair again too. Might go for yellow, yellow-y blonde. "

Yoongi smiled at him, " fits you well. "

Jimin blushed deeply and cleared his throat, a 'thank you' is stuck against his tongue and he struggled to get it out. Why was he so flustered all of a sudden?

" t-thank you. " he finally stuttered and started bleaching yoongi's hair.

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" jungkookie... " taehyung tried to wake him up.

It was late in the afternoon and jungkook decided to take a nap, which he was glad to take as taehyung was busy with the long process of getting his hair dyed red.

Jungkook stirred in his sleep and hummed, feeling taehyung rub his shoulders softly. " is it done? " he asked sleepily, opening one eye to look.

Taehyung leaned back on a pillow besides jungkook and let him get up slowly and drool over his gorgeous features, " hyungie is so handsome... " he mumbled.

Without noticing, he slipped into subspace and soon he was grabbing the latter's face and kissing him, wanting more and more.

Their kiss was rough, with jungkook sitting on taehyung's thighs and letting his hyung's hands roam all over him, only adding to his pleasure.

" I'm going to ask hoseok to sleep at Jimin's tonight. " taehyung broke the kiss and jungkook nodded eagerly.

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This is so short but next chapter will be a lot of smut :3
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