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Realising♡

(A/N: would like to say thank you to you guys for getting me up to over 100 reads! Love you guys♡)
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Third person POV:

"I ermm... I need to go to the bathroom..."

Jungkook turned to the side, his face clearly flushed from what he just said in the situation both of the boys were currently in. Taehyung at first seemed slightly confused until he felt something hard underneath him where he was sat.

Taehyung looked down slowly, coming the realisation that Jungkook was hard. Kim Taehyung had made Jeon Jungkook fucking hard purely from saying one word.

Taehyung didn't understand what had came over him because he suddenly felt extremely confident and decided to tease Jungkook even more.

"Would you like me to get off of you... daddy?" Taehyung asked in a clearly seductive and teasing way, close to Jungkook's ear which made him shiver. He tightened his grip on Taehyung's waist and turned his head back to face the younger.

"Seriously Tae, please let me go to the bathroom." Jungkook practically begged the brunette who gave him a small pout. "I'm not stopping you, just push me off." He mumbled.

Jungkook just couldn't resist Taehyung's plump pout and leaned it to give him a sweet kiss. It was only small as Jungkook softly pushed Taehyung off of him so he was laying back onto the bed and Jungkook quickly stood to rush to the toilet.

As soon as he saw the bathroom door close Taehyung let out a heavy breath that he didn't know he was holding in in the first place. He rolled over onto his tummy and buried his face into the pillow that was underneath him and let out a quiet squeal.

He was confused as to why he did what he did. The sudden confidence he has when he was with Jungkok had now disappeared and was replaced with the usual, over thinking, quiet and shy Taehyung. The one who would never usually tease someone sexually and call them daddy. Especially if they weren't together. As in together together.

Suddenly, the thoughts of what they were doing what what they actually were consumed Taehyung's mind. What was going on? We're they just friends or more? Did Jungkook like him in that way? Did he even like Jungkook in that way? Maybe? Yes? No? Yes. He did like him in that way. He doesn't see him as just a friend because why would he feel butterflies in his stomach just from being near him or speaking to him. And he wouldn't let just anyone kiss him either. That's it.

He really fucking likes Jungkook.

And little did he know, Jungkook was also going through the same flood of emotions behind thag bathroom door too. Before Jungkook could even think about relieving himself he was Sat, back against the door and head buried in his large hands, stressing over the same things Taehyung had also being stressing over. And he also came to a conclusion by the end of it.

He really fucking likes Taehyung.

In the silence that Taehyung was sat it he could hear what he could make out to be Jungkook breathing heavily behind the bathroom door. Taehyung knew exactly what he was doing in there and it made him blush immensely. He licked his lips and then bit them before burying his face even more into the pillow, now hidden completely by the duvet so all you could see was a wriggling and hysterical bump underneath the covers.

A few minutes later (of Taehyung still in hysterics and Jungkook doing his... thing...) the door to the bathroom opened revealing Jungkook. His hair was messier than before and there were small balls sweat dripping down his forehead which he soon wiped away.

His eyes were fixated on the Taehyung sized bump that was underneath the covers. Taehyung apparently didn't notice the sound Jungkook coming back into his room until he felt the mattress shift slightly and the covers moving down to reveal Taehyung's face.

Jungkook was now sat on the bed, stroking his hands through the youngers hair. Taehyung hesitantly looked up at Jungkook and noticed the raven haired boy gulp slightly at the sudden eye contact.

"Err... sorry about that." Jungkook let out a small, nervous sounding chuckle. The younger gave a small smile in response as he sat up and crawled over to sit next to Jungkook.

He rested his balled up fists onto his own lap as he stared down at them, building up his courage.

"J-jungkook..."

"Yeah?"

"What... what are we?"
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