TAEKOOK | HOPE

• 6 Boner

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It's happening????
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For a while, everything is perfect. They figure things out slowly, gradually becoming masters of sneaking around and hiding in plain sight. It helps that everyone is already used to them hanging all over each other, so a lot of the affection they show publicly goes unnoticed, or at least gets shrugged off as just how they are.

At the same time, they get impressively creative with finding ways to be alone together, coordinating bathroom breaks, late-night meet-ups in Jeongguk's room, even a few top secret outings just the two of them. It gets harder as their star continues to rise, and Jeongguk would be lying if he said all the hiding didn't wear on him sometimes, but it's worth it.

Mostly, for moments like right now, Jeongguk facedown on a hotel bed, Taehyung straddling his waist and rubbing his back. He'd shown up back in their room 20 minutes ago, spent from a choreo rehearsal with Hoseok and Jimin but having successfully procured a bag of Taehyung's favorite chips from the vending machine downstairs. It's a simple gesture, but a meaningful one, considering they can't exactly partake in most of the date-type things a regular couple might do. Taehyung had been delighted, munching happily on the chips while Jeongguk stripped off his shirt and collapsed in a heap on the bed.

These are some of Jeongguk's favorite times, when they luck into sharing a hotel room (they try not to room together every time, lest it become too obvious) and end up with a whole night of total privacy to enjoy each other's company. There's usually sex involved, obviously, but the casual intimacy is just as nice, getting to say and do whatever they want without fear of giving themselves away.

"Want one?" Taehyung asks, prodding Jeongguk's lips with a salty chip while he continues to massage Jeongguk's shoulder with his free hand. "Poor babe, you're all tense."

"Tough practice," Jeongguk groans, opening his mouth to accept the chip and making a point to lick somewhat obscenely at Taehyung's fingers in the process. Taehyung flicks the back of his head but goes back to rubbing his shoulders, heel of his palm digging into the aching muscles. "This is helping though, thank you."

Taehyung hums in approval, leaning forward and dropping a kiss to the top of Jeongguk's spine. He's half hard in his sweats, which neither of them have acknowledged yet, although Jeongguk assumes Taehyung knows he can feel it. The fact that Taehyung having a casual boner is just a regular part of his day to day life now sometimes makes Jeongguk stop and marvel at his luck.

"I've got magic hands," Taehyung remarks, pausing to crunch on another chip. The sound is sharp, crinkly against the low hum of the room's air conditioning. "Lucky you."

Jeongguk snorts, rolling his eyes even though Taehyung can't see him. He rests his cheek on folded hands and speaks over his shoulder. "Giving yourself a lot of credit, there."

"Please, you love my hands," Taehyung retorts, and well, he's got Jeongguk there. He has the most amazing fingers, long and dexterous and especially skilled at accessing certain parts of Jeongguk's body. "You get so hard for my fingers."

"Says the guy whose boner is currently pressing into my back," Jeongguk snarks, even though his ears are burning pink.

Taehyung makes an indignant noise, tugging on Jeongguk's hair in retaliation. "I'm literally straddling your half naked body, you fuck, give me a break."

"You love my half naked body," he teases, doing a deliberately shitty impression of Taehyung's voice. He rolls over on to his back, still underneath Taehyung. "You get so hard for my abs."

"So fuckin' hard," Taehyung laughs, half sarcastic, stuffing another chip in his mouth. He's wearing a baseball cap, probably because his hair is a mess, and it makes him look especially boyish. This is something Jeongguk has always loved about him, how he manages to perfectly straddle the line between pretty as fuck and subtly masculine. "It's a wonder I can even keep my clothes on around you."

"Again, this would be more convincing if I couldn't literally feel your boner right now," Jeongguk deadpans, rubbing his palms along Taehyung's thighs. He's dressed in gray sweats that are just a touch too big on him - probably Jeongguk's.

"Can feel your boner too, loser," Taehyung says haughtily, wiggling his ass in Jeongguk's lap. "Yup, right there. Hey, buddy."

Jeongguk snorts, sitting up to steal a chip from the bag and not missing the way Taehyung's gaze snags on his stomach when it tenses. "So why don't you do something about it?"

"Was planning on it," Taehyung drawls, pushing at Jeongguk's shoulder. "Lemme just finish these real quick though, I'm starving."

Jeongguk huffs out a laugh, flopping back down on the mattress. "Did you not eat dinner?"

"I was waiting for you," Taehyung explains, tipping the bag up over his mouth to drain the final crumbs. "Figured you'd be hungry after practice."

Jeongguk feels a tug of fondness in his chest. It's reminiscent of the days before they were them, when gestures like this would make his heart ache with longing and distant hope. "Mm, I am," he says, rubbing one hand over his stomach and squeezing Taehyung's knee affectionately with the other. "Thanks, babe."

Taehyung hums, crumpling the plastic bag into a ball and tossing it in the direction of the trash. His shot misses, the bag landing on the patterned carpet a few feet away instead. "Damn," he shrugs, flopping forward onto Jeongguk. "You smell."

"Hey," Jeongguk protests.

Taehyung snickers, pecking his lips consolingly before sitting up again. "Go shower, I'll call for room service."

Jeongguk pouts, pulling a puppy dog face. "But - my boner."

Taehyung snorts, rolling his eyes. "We got all night, babe."

"Meet me in the shower?" Jeongguk suggests, standing up and making a show of stretching languidly.

Taehyung grins, shaking his head. "Yeah, okay."

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Huhh it won't happen any sooOoOOn