Secret Games

5

Taehyungs pov:

The whole time we were making our way to my apartment, it was awkward and tense. Once inside we both sat on the couch and he looked at me with a deep gaze.

I couldn't sit in the silence any more so I spoke up, "What are we jungkook?" I took a short pause, "Are we going to be something or are we just going to act like our feelings don't exist? I have enjoyed the past two days we have spent together but, I need to know what we are." I intertwined my hands, and looked down at them in my lap. I was nervous about his answer in all honesty.

"Taehyung..." his pause and seriousness in his voice caused me to worry, "I can't answer your question with words because I don't know how, so I will answer you in the only way I know how to." Before I had time to even understand what Jungkook said before, he had moved incredibly close to me.

I felt his hand on the back of my neck pulling me towards him, suddenly his lips were on mine.

I was stunned staring with wide eyes for a few moments. What the hell? Is he-? ...Fuck it. I kissed back still not fully processing what was going on. I felt his other hand rest on my waist. I got the sudden urge to touch his hair, so I put one hand on his shoulder, the other running through his hair. I grabbed a handful and pulled on it teasingly, he let out a throaty groan and deepened the kiss. Both of his hands were now sliding up under my shirt, I was now on his lap, and my hands were playing with his hair. He bit my bottom lip and gently dragged his teeth across, not gonna lie I let out a small moan. I mean fuck this man is making me melt.

He moved from my lips to my jaw line, giving soft but passionate kisses along it. Then he moved down to my neck, and found my sweet spot. Oh shit. I bit my lip hard trying not to moan out loud. This boy is going to be the death of me. I felt him smirk as he knew he had found my sweet spot, he began to work on that one area. A soft moan escaped my lips, I couldn't hold them back anymore. I felt a tightening in my pants, and I tugged at Jungkook's shirt. Taking it off in a swift motion and crashing my lips into his.

In the midst of the heat my phone rings, signally a FaceTime call. I practically fall off of Kook's lap scared shitless. I go to my phone and answer it. "Yes Chimchim?" I ask fixing my hair. Jimin cocks an eyebrow, "why is your hair messy and your face re-" he cut himself off and his eyes widened in realization. Then a smirk broke out onto his lips, "is he with you right now?" I felt more heat rise to my face as I glanced over to Jungkook. A pillow was covering his crotch, his face beet red. He found his shirt on the floor more interesting to look at. I looked back to Jimin on the FaceTime call and sighed, "yes." Honestly, I can't hide anything from Jimin, one way or another this man finds out.

A smug look was now on my short friends face, "I just wanted to tell you that tomorrow's practice will be a little longer. That's all, sorry to interrupt. Bye Tae~ bye Kookie~" he said Kook's name a little louder, and chuckled then the call ended. I sighed and put my phone down on the coffee table, and sat next to Jungkook. He now had his shirt on, but the cushion was still on his lap. I internally smirked knowing what I'd done to him, but he honestly had done it to me as well.

 "I'm gonna take a shower, you can take one to help your little 'friend' after I get out." I said letting a smirk form and running off to my room. I was honestly embarrassed to have been caught by my best friend of course. But, I was also happy that Kook and I would finally be something.

After showering I sat on the couch and scrolled through Weverse, responding to our adorable fans, while waiting for jungkook to come out from the shower. Just 10 minutes later he walked into the living room. I looked at him, pointed my chin to his crotch looking back into his eyes and smirked, "How is JK Jr. doin'?" I laughed, not being able to take myself seriously.

"Oh shut up," he picked up a cushion and threw it at me playfully, laughing as well. He spoke up again, "I mean I'm sure Mr. Kim was having a hard time as well."He said then plopped onto the couch, I felt the heat rise to my face and threw the same cushion back, Jungkook bursts into a fit of laughter.

I let out a yawn, "we should head to bed since it's getting late and we have a long day tomorrow. Instead of driving home at this hour, you can just stay here. I'll get you some clothes to borrow." I get off the couch and make my way to my bedroom.

"Thanks hyung, I appreciate it," he lets out his own yawn and stretches.

"Okay, where do you wanna sleep?" I ask while throwing shorts and a shirt on the couch.

"I will just sleep on the couch, that way I don't take up too much space." He replied, soft bunny smile creeping on his face. He looked a little shy, maybe it was because of our earlier activities. A small blush crept onto my face, I turned away before he could see it.

"I'll give you clothes tomorrow too, so don't worry." And with that, I quickly made my way to my room and shut the door. I slid down my door and covered my now burning up face.

"Oh my god, I made out with Jungkook." I whispered to myself. I climbed into bed and tried to clear my mind. It took a while, but I finally drifted off to sleep.