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Too soon? I know but my mind is on run so I don't mind. Well let's get it. It's 2:00 am and I'm depressed too. Ah.. Who cares!. Let's get it again. 🤓___________________________________________
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When Taehyung drinks, he gets even touchier than usual, if that's possible. The problem with this, is that when Jeonggukdrinks, he forgets he's not supposed to like it so much.
They're on tour, and it's one of those nights when they're all still buzzing with energy when they come off stage, eager to do something rather than just collapse into bed. Their next show isn't for another week, so they split off to their respective rooms to shower before reconvening in the suite that Namjoon and Hoseok are staying in. Several bottles of alcohol materialize, along with a shit ton of room service, and soon they're all a little bit tipsy, laughing and poking fun at each other good-naturedly.
Taehyung has been hanging off of Jeongguk all night, even before alcohol entered the picture - on stage, he kept jumping on Jeongguk's back, grabbing his hand, catching his eye. He gets this way sometimes, fixates on someone or something and pursues it relentlessly. Jeongguk has been the subject on more than one occasion, and the experience is simultaneously overwhelming and intoxicating.
Mix that kind of mood with a few drinks and Taehyung may as well be attached to Jeongguk's body. They've been glued together all night, Taehyung's arms around Jeongguk's shoulders, legs pressed together where they're seated side by side on the couch. His hands mess with Jeongguk's hair, play with his ears, fiddle with the tag on the back of his shirt, and Jeongguk just melts into it, forgets there's a line that he's not supposed to cross. But Taehyung makes it so easy, so effortless, and with a few drinks in him Jeongguk can't help himself.
The others drop off one by one, until it's just the two of them and Hoseok, who stretches his arms over his head and says:
"Alright, you two, out - I'm not gonna be able to sleep if you're out here giggling."
"Hyuuuung," Jeongguk whines, prompting Taehyung to dissolve into another fit of giggles.
"It's okay, Jeonggukie, we'll keep the party going in our room," Taehyung says, grabbing a half-drunk bottle of tequila in one hand and Jeongguk's hand in the other.
They bid Hoseok a loopy goodnight and stumble out into the hallway to their own room, which is just a few doors down. They've been in so many different hotels lately that the hallways are all starting to look alike - or maybe that's just the alcohol messing with Jeongguk's brain.
As Jeongguk fumbles with the room key, Taehyung starts tickling him, so that's he's a squirming, breathless mess when they finally burst into their suite. He tosses the key aside haphazardly and starts chasing Taehyung around the room, intent on exacting his revenge. Dramatic as always, Taehyung shrieks, darting between the furniture and begging for mercy. Jeongguk imagines that whoever's sharing a wall with them probably hates them right about now.
It ends with Taehyung pinned against the wall next to the bathroom, chest heaving as he pleads with Jeongguk to let him go. Jeongguk regards him skeptically, keeping him caged in as he tries to determine his best plan of attack.
"Jeongguk-ah, come on, you love me, remember?" he's saying, grinning like an insane person. His hands come up to frame Jeongguk's face, cupping his cheeks, and this proves to be enormously distracting given Jeongguk's current proximity to Taehyung's mouth. "Just remember how much you love me."
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TAEKOOK | HOPE
Fanfiction15 year old Jeongguk found himself falling in a spell named "love." only the problem is, he doesn't know how to fall out. [Completed]