Taekook Oneshots

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cherry 🍒

(A/N: Thx XxJeonKimxX for the idea <3)

Taehyung POV

I like to think that Jungkook's the sweet one in the relationship. The sugary, coated in candy goodness one. Sure, it can be a while different story on stage, but deep down he's just a little puppy.

He had always reminded me of a cake. Specifically according to his recent hair colour. When it was blonde, I thought vanilla, bland yet legendary. When it was black, I thought sesame, originally and reminded me of home.

Currently, it was a deep magenta shade, the colour of maraschino cherries. Jungkook pulled the colour off so nicely. He managed to look sweet yet sexy at the same time.

Cherry boy, I thought.

My cherry boy.

❤️

"Five minutes until we go live," The camera director announced, scurrying past the set.

The TV show today was a national favourite. Hosted by Kim Heechul, it was a cooking show where idols made dishes for other idols.

Jungkook was particularly excited, because, well...

"IU sunbaenim!" Jungkook chirped excitedly, as the famous actress/singer took her place on set.

IU was a pretty girl. Nice hair, smiley eyes. Great voice. Exactly what Jungkook seemed to like.

Immediately, the overprotective side of me stirred to life. I clenched my fist, and shoved my hands into my pockets. Hastily, I walked over to the two of them, a fake smile plastered across my face.

"It's good to see you, Jungkook," She beamed, nodding her head slightly. By the twinkle in his eye, I could see how excited Jungkook was. I felt my cheeks go red, as she set her gaze on me.

"Taehyung-ssi! How nice to see you again!" IU exclaimed. I did feel sort of guilty, seeing that she was always so nice to me. After all, she was probably harmless and I was probably just being an overprotective boyfriend. Besides, Jungkook knew better than to make me jealous.

Right?

The two chattered on, and I averted my eyes to the director. He waved his arms, holding up two fingers, signalling two minutes until the camera started rolling. Without saying a word, I stormed off to my seat at the counter, beside Heechul, who gave me a knowing grin as he leafed through his stack of MC cards.

"Don't get all overprotective again, Taehyung," He advised. "You've got to trust him."

I grumbled a short reply, glowering at IU as she strutted past me and took her place at the guest table. At least she left a seat for Jungkook beside me.

Jungkook bumbled up to me, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hyung!" He exclaimed. "She's so nice!"

I ignored him.

In the corner of my eye I saw his eyebrows furrow with confusion. I felt his hand slide into my upper thigh, and I smirked slightly.

"I'm fine, baby," I muttered quietly, moving his hand off. "Camera's rolling."

He sat back, still confused, but he smiled at the camera, though his brows were still knitted together.

So I decided to mess around a bit.

The guest table had a piece of wood blocking the front, so you couldn't see what was going on beneath the bench. I gently put my hand on his inner thigh, and Jungkook immediately tensed up.