The Arrangement

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The two boys quickly got ready and ate breakfast before carrying out Jungkook's desired activity.

Hours later, they each were sweaty and out of breath. Sharp breaths were inhaled as they moved their bodies fluidly, muscles working hard to support their quick motions. Taehyung kept his eyes on Jungkook, watching the younger's face contort with each push and pull.

"I want to record this," Taehyung said, panting alongside Jungkook.

The other boy looked startled next to him. "Really?"

"Yes, really," Taehyung breathed. "It'd be nice to look back and remember."

Jungkook nodded, reaching for Taehyung's phone and propping it up before them.

"Let's do it full out then," Jungkook said, before grabbing his own phone to start over the song that was playing.

With a burst of passion and energy, the two boys started dancing the choreography they spent the morning and early afternoon making up.

Taehyung wore a huge smile on his face, enjoying dancing more than he had in a long time. This brought him back to all the times he and Jungkook created dances when they were younger. This was the sort of passion that had made Taehyung interested in performing in the first place.

He watched as Jungkook moved next to him, the sight hard to keep his eyes off of. Not only was he an immensely gifted dancer - his was sure footed and was the perfect blend of sharp and fluid - but he also knew how to perform. There was a certain sex appeal that clung to Jungkook.

And Taehyung was not left unfazed.

It had taken serious effort to not disobey Jungkook's wishes this morning. Taehyung had felt how aroused the younger was beneath him, his own hormones begging him to take action. But it was really sweet and unexpected of Jungkook to delay anything physical between them.

They each were aware of their attraction for the other, but Jungkook wanted to make sure Taehyung knew he wanted him for other reasons than just sex.

It was one of the only times Taehyung could remember feeling so valued.

But it did nothing to extinguish the desire threatening to burn him from the inside out. And seeing Jungkook move like this, all sweaty and sensually, really tested Taehyung's restraint.

He feared he was on the losing end.

Once they reached the end of their choreography, Jungkook went to stop the recording. He played it back, watching the dance transform before his eyes. Watching as Taehyung started off smiling like an idiot before practically ravishing the younger with his eyes.

He lifted his gaze just to find Taehyung staring hungrily at him.

"Please tell me you're done appreciating me for today," Taehyung said huskily, referencing the younger's words from this morning.

Jungkook's eyes glazed over in lust as he tossed the phone to the couch. "Fuck, yeah, I'm done."

Taehyung wasted no time in striding up to Jungkook and kissing him hard. He wrapped one arm around his waist as his other hand tangled in the younger's silken hair.

Jungkook moaned into V's mouth, unable to hold back his desire any longer. He held the artist tight to his body as their lips molded together, caressing and teasing passionately. This feeling, this need to consume V, overpowered him.

When they were choreographing their dance, Jungkook was momentarily distracted. His thoughts turned inward as he recalled the dozens of dances he and Taehyung used to make up. It made him long for his old friend even more, but as he watched V thoroughly enjoying himself, he pushed those thoughts aside.