Open Up | Taekook

Chapter 20

Taehyung POV

As Jungkook applies the chapstick to my lips, I can't help but look down to his. They're not chapped like mine usually are, something he clearly takes care of well. Though, they also look so extremely soft, and despite knowing that I'm supposed to be going out on a date with Yoongi very soon, I find myself wanting to know just what exactly it would feel like to have his lips on mine. What it would feel like to kiss the younger and if he has any real experience. Although, I feel mildly disappointed as I realize I probably don't have that kind of chance with him. Jungkook seems much more straight than I'd like, the guy that all the girls want and can never seem to catch.

Mentally frowning at myself, I don't even know why I'm thinking like this. I have a date with Yoongi that I need to be leaving the bedroom within the next five minutes so that I'm not late. I've been looking forward to this all day, ever since he suggested it this morning. I've not even thought of Jungkook like this until now, and I don't know why I'm thinking of him like this now.

As he finally pulls the tube of chapstick away, it regains my attention and pulls me back out of my thoughts. Eyes locking with one another, I can't quite make out the look in his tired eyes. They're so filled with exhaustion by this point, I can hardly tell what he's thinking.

Though, before I can begin to question just what exactly is going through his mind, I find him doing exactly what I'd hoped he would. Placing his lips on mine.

I smile just a little into the kiss, finding myself reaching up to cup his cheek gently as our lips move together in perfect harmony. The kiss now feels so good and so right, electrifying perfection with absolutely nothing missing. Just as I'd suspected, his lips are even softer than I could've begun to imagine, finding myself wanting more and more as our lips continue to lock together in the best of ways. I move to place my hand on his hip, gently pulling him closer to me as I slide my tongue along his bottom lip in hopes for access to his mouth.

However, he pulls away at this, shocking the hell out of me. I watch as his innocent brown eyes widen, staying locked on me, watching him stumble backwards until he's fallen onto his ass on his bed. I can see the panic and sadness quickly filling his tired eyes, tears beginning to form.

"I-I'm so sorry, Tae. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that." Jungkook whimpers, tears slowly beginning to slip down his cheeks. I frown at this, utterly confused as to why he's panicking so much and apologizing as much as he is.

"Kookie, what's wrong? Why're you apologizing?" I question softly, walking over to where he's sat looking up at me. He gives me a small glare at this though, turning his head to look away from me.

"You have a date with Yoongi, Tae. You shouldn't be kissing me when you're planning on going out with him. He's the one you want anyways." Jungkook mutters quietly, not looking back up at me. There's a hint of bitterness in his tone, almost sounding hurt as more tears begin falling. It breaks my heart, seeing him so in pain like he is right now.

However, he's got a really good point, one that causes more internal conflict than what it should. He's right that I have a date with Yoongi, one that I'm technically running late for at this point, though it's not like Yoongi's come looking for me yet. However, there's felt like there's been something missing this entire time with Yoongi, yet just simply kissing Jungkook... everything felt so right. Like things couldn't have been more perfect with him, like absolutely nothing was missing from any of it. And when I'd cuddled with him the other night... Fuck, it felt so right and so good. As much as I don't wanna admit it, kissing and cuddling with Jungkook has felt so much better than all the time that I've spent cuddling and kissing Yoongi.

Biting my lip nervously, I go down to my knees in front of Jungkook, still placed between his legs. This seems to catch his attention as he turns his head back to look over at me, eyes still full of unshed tears as he looks down just a little at me.

Without even speaking a word, I gently reach up and cup his cheek gently, guiding his face back to mine as I connect our lips once more.