🌹Flower Boys🌹|| Taekook ||

Chapter: 6

It was much quieter upstairs than down, though, the volume of the music was still quite loud.

Taehyung shouted, "It's you!" Still holding onto Jungkook's collar of his white t-shirt.

Jungkook tried focusing on Taehyung, eyes squinting and his head went forward, making their faces mere inches away from each other.

"M-Maybe?" He said, smiles forming at both his lips and eyes, giggling too and making his head fall back with laughter.

"Why the hell are you laughing?! You punched me, stole my girlfriend and fucked her!" Taehyung shouted with anger.

"Yeah? S-So?" Jungkook looked back at Taehyung closely, "She d-didn't like you anyways. Plus I-I can fuck anyone I'd l-like to. It's not like I-I'm dating her n-now or anyt-thing." Jungkook said plainly.

Both of them uncontrollably stuttering from the alcohol taking over them.

"Oh yeah? So w-what if I went f-fucking around with anyone I w-wanted? T-That's disgusting!" Taehyung spat, "What if you had a-a girlfriend and I f-fucked you huh?"

What? went through Jungkook's head.

But then he remembered what happened this morning with his father...

He was grateful he got kicked out, realized he could do whatever he wanted. He could rebel now.

"I d-dare you." Jungkook spat at him back.

Taehyung's eyes went wide for a second, then he harshly grabbed Jungkook's wrist, dragging him to the first room that he found empty, walking past all the couples making out in the halls.

Taehyung yanked Jungkook's arm, pulling him into the vacant room, he shut the door, then slammed Jungkook's back against the door. Both of his hands rested on the door, each on either side of of Jungkook's head.

Both boys looked at each other, an unusual lust growing in the depths of their eyes. They stared into other's eyes, trying to look for answers for what they just had gotten into. Both boys not really understanding what was about to go down, but they knew... they knew somewhere deep inside them, the wanted it. They needed it.

After a minute of staring into each other's eyes, they both spoke up at the same time, both saying the exact same thing.

"I'm n-not gay."

They paused, "Okay... okay, so t-this doesn't m-mean anything r-right?" Taehyung asked.

"N-No, not a-at all." Jungkook breathed, eyes falling down to the other's lips. They looked so pretty in his eyes. He wanted them.

Taehyung did the same, Jungkook's lips were small but cute. He wanted them too.

Jungkook leaned in hesitantly, not knowing what he was doing, not knowing if he was thinking right.

Then Taehyung leaned in too, they both felt each other's unsteady breath on their lips. Their air getting mixed together that they breathed.

And then it happened. Both their lips touching, but not moving, they didn't know if they liked the foreign feeling. But then Jungkook took action slowly moving his lips, leading the other lips to move in rhythm too.

Once they decided they weren't bothered by it, they got more and more greedy, greedier than ever before. The slow kiss turning into a sloppy mess because of their drunken behavior.