Purple Is Just A Color|| vkook

24~ Friends

《Friends~BTS》

Tae POV

I slowly wake up, confused about where I am for a few seconds before the realisation hits me all at once and I lift my head and it is only now that I notice that I am being held tightly by Jungkook.
His arms are wrapped around my torso and my head was buried in his chest and I can feel the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of my own tshirt that he is wearing.
His head is resting on one of his many pillows, his soft and dark hair fanned out over the fabric.
His face is slack and his pink lips are slightly parted and I have the sudden urge to kiss them but instead settle for his slightly wrinkled brow and when my lips leave his warm skin, he stirs and tightens his grip around me before his brown doe eyes flutter open and meet my blue-greyish ones, widened in surprise.
He needs a few seconds before he is awake enough to realize why I am here, then he smirks smugly while his cheeks tint a crimson color.
“Morning”, he mumbles and I am absolutely ravished by his deep morning voice.
I smile softly and peck his lips, not able to resist the urge any longer.
Jungkook pouts his lips in response and I pull back with a soft ‘pop’ of my own lips.
“Morning to you too sleepyhead.” I respond and just stare at him, studying every part of Jungkook’s tired face as I feel that it is something I should treasure...
“What a sight to wake up to” he mumbles and I grin.
“I am flattered but I have to disagree. You might get away with that adorable tired face but I know that I look like a troll that cried all night when I wake up.”
He laughs at that surely unusual yet accurate description and lets go of me, which I comment with a whiny sigh, to stretch his arms over his head and I blush madly as I notice that he, in fact, is not only wearing my tshirt but that he is wearing only my tshirt.
He seems to notice as well, not ashamed of how exposed he is and he rather enjoys the attention he is drawing to his body.
“What’re you staring at like that Taetae?” he asks innocently and rolls over to the end of the mattress and gets up and walks over to a door that probably leads to his bathroom and I blink a few times while staring at his, admittedly very nice, ass.
“Nothing” I respond and get up as well, fastly pulling Jungkook's shirt down that luckily reaches over my thighs, and follow him.
As I step into the room, I gasp at the sight as for one, Jungkook is stepping into the shower, my shirt cast aside and it also is a very spacious and beautiful bathroom.
It has white tiles, dark blue colored ones forming complex patterns over the walls.
There is also a huge shower cubicle, a square bathtub and two sinks, a window with frosted glass letting in enough light to not need the ceiling or mirror lights.
“What? Is it my bathroom or my naked self that’s fascinating you?” he asks as he disappears behind the matching dark blue curtain and I walk over to one of the sinks and look at myself in the mirror above it.
“Your bathroom of course, there’s only that and myself that‘s pretty enough to even look at” I tease with a grin and drive a hand through my catastrophic bed hair, waiting for his response.
I can see his head pop out from behind the curtain in the reflection, one of his eyebrows pulled up and his hair dripping.
“Hmph if you say so, why don’t you come over here and take a closer look. You might find that you are wrong.”
I do so, slowly walking over to the shower and I pull aside the curtain and slowly look him up and down, my gaze not leaving out a spot on his well-built body as I now have the chance at looking at him in broad daylight.
As I already know, his thighs are impressive, thick with muscles and I smirk as my eyes glide over his prominent V-line and light thatch of dark pubic hair as well as, obviously, his cock that is still impressive in its deflated state.
His abs are beautifully sharp and defined and I remember tracing them with my hands as well as his chest and as I finally look at his arms and face, I remember how exactly he looked above me last night.
His arms had held me down so perfectly while his expression was one of pleasure, brown eyes hooded with lust.
I look back into those same, now innocently widened, eyes and smirk while leaning in, successfully hiding how impressed I am by just his body while he is visibly squirming under my gaze, his shyness temporarily returning.
“Hmm, no.” I simply state and want to turn around again when Jungkook lays one hand on my neck, his thumb tracing the outline of my windpipe and adam’s apple and I gulp as he softly presses down.
“Your loss” he mumbles before leaning down to press a kiss to what I think is my mouth but instead, his lips land on the exact same sweet spot he had been sucking on last night and that is marked by a dark red hickey.
I gasp and suck my breath in but Jungkook fastly pulls back and closes the curtain again.
“Spare toothbrushes are under the left sink angel” he almost sings, and I know that he knows what the nickname does to me.
“Thanks” I respond dryly and walk back over to the sinks and while I brush my teeth, I study my body, discovering quite a few more hickeys on top of the one on my neck but there is no point in hiding any of them anyways.
I splash cold water in my face as I try my best to ignore a very much naked Jungkook walking around while looking for clothes and he smugly gets ready beside me without a worry in the world.
I manage to make my face look acceptable and slap his ass before quickly leaving his room to sneak back into Purple’s and mine to get dressed before she wakes up but luck doesn’t seem to like me today.
“Mesmerizing morning Tae, hope you had sweet dreams” my best friend says as she sits on the bed, fully dressed in sweatpants and a crop top, her hair in a messy bun and a book in her hand.
My cheeks once again turn red and I mumble a quick agreement before walking over to my trunk and carefully hiding my nudity when hunkering down to pull out sweatpants, a shirt and fresh boxers.
Just when I leave the room, Purple gets up and walks towards the stairs but turns around once more with a wide grin.
“My brother’s shirt really suits you Tae! Oh talking of”, she points behind me and I turn around to see a meanwhile fully dressed Jungkook stepping out of his room, “Good morning beloved brother, hope you slept well.”
With that, she turns around and skips down the stairs, her bare feet padding on the wood and humming under her breath.
Jungkook and I exchange a quick gaze, both of us grinning before I finally enter the bathroom and he follows his sister downstairs.
I quickly take a shower as well, noticing a trail of red spots down my torso and especially around my tattoos… Jungkook really took it seriously with taking me over.
I finally arrive in the kitchen, my brown hair wet but swept off my brow and all necessary body parts covered up.
Purple is dancing around the kitchen to the pop music that is coming out of the radio in the corner, a smile on her face as she looks for all the ingredients needed for what seems to be waffles.
Her brother on the other side is slumped on one of the bar chairs, his hands folded on the counter and his head resting on them, his eyes fixed on the hot coffee that is filling up his cup.
“Good morning you two” I say and step into the kitchen to steal something off the plate with fruits that my best friend apparently already prepared but she notices and slaps my hand away.
“Nuh uh Tae, have a little bit of patience, would you?”
She opens her mouth once again and I brace myself for a comment concerning what she saw last night but she just grins smugly and shoves me out of the kitchen with little pinches to my sides.
“Thieves do not belong in my kitchen Mr. Kim, sit your ass down and wait until I’m done making food for us.”
Jungkook speaks up before I can defend myself, his voice less groggy than earlier and the coffee waking him up fastly.
“Well, technically it’s my kitchen and I am constantly scared that you’ll burn something down or set yourself on fire.”
I laugh and take place next to him, my hand resting on his thigh and he quickly looks at me before turning back to his sister who rolls her eyes at him.
“Sure sure Jungkookie, don’t you worry about me. I am sure one of you would heroically save me. That is if you are not too busy disturbing my precious self late at night … or simply staring at each other” she scolds dryly as we don’t pay full attention to her and the two of us just sit there and look at her, guilt in our eyes. 
Purple just grins smugly, failing to keep a straight face, her hand on her hip and the wooden spoon with which she had been stirring the dough pointed towards us.
With a big red apron tied around her body, she looks like an absolute mum but as I say so she rushes over, piercing me with her death glare and smacking my hand that is innocently resting on the counter.
“Shut up Tae, you are such a dumbass.”
I hum as I sip on Jungkook’s disgustingly strong cappuccino.
“Yeah, your dumbass, princess, all yours.”
She scoffs and drops the first waffle on a plate, pulling one eyebrow up.
“A thief and a liar Tae, it gets worse with you every time you open your mouth.”
I pout and cross my arms in front of my chest, knowing well that our fight is being closely watched by Jungkook, an amused grin parting his lips so I am determined to not admit defeat to my best friend.
“I would never lie to you princess. How dare you imply something like that?”
She scoffs and steps closer to us, having to get up on her tiptoes to lean close to me, her arms propped up on the counter and she responds: “If you would have told me the truth just now, if you would be ‘all mine’” she mimics me, “why on earth did I have to discover that I very much have to share you? With… my brother? No offense though Jungkookie” she says and turns back around as my face flushes a deep red and I lean back with a groan while Jungkook just laughs loudly, almost choking on a sip of coffee.
How bold of me to assume she would just ignore the incident from last night and I could peacefully move on from the memory of my best friend seeing me hard, half-naked and completely submissive to her usually shy twin brother.
I mumble “Shut up” and fastly change the topic to distract Purple from this very unpleasant discussion.
“What are we doing today princess?” I ask and take another sip from Jungkook’s coffee, even though he complains quietly and I don’t like the taste, just to busy my hands.
“Well, if you two decide to include me in your plans” she chuckles and I groan, burying my face in my hands, “I thought we could bake a cake?”
Her voice is still laced with amusement but I decide to ignore it and shrug, looking over to Jungkook who is fastly snatching his cup back and nods after taking a couple of big sips.
“Sure why not. What cake did you think of P?”
I smile at the cute nickname and agree as well, looking back to my best friend who is now taking the plate filled with waffles and the other one with fruit and places them in front of us.
She grabs another 3 plates out of a cupboard, struggling with it due to her height and now finally sits down on the other side of the counter.
“Well… first of all, serve yourself boys”, we both gladly grab waffles and start eating them while listening to Purple, who seems to have forgotten about the food right before her, “and second, I thought we could go ahead and try grandma’s strawberry chocolate cake? If not, we can still do biscuits or chocolate cookies, you know, those american ones.”
“What’s that strawberry cake about?” I ask as it seems to be something special to the twins and they both start laughing.
“Well…” Jungkook starts while munching on what probably is his third waffle, “it’s a generation thing in the Jeon family. There is a very old recipe for the best strawberry cake with chocolate you will ever taste, and when there are siblings in a generation, the one who first blesses their parents with grandchildren gets the recipe. As a kind of insurance that the recipe will continue to be handed down in the family tree. And mum always used to make it and ever since we are allowed to be in a kitchen” he winks at his sister,” we are trying to copy the recipe cause we are not patient enough to wait until one of us actually gets the recipe.”
I grin and pensively chew on a piece of banana.
“So… why don’t you get yourself pregnant, princess, that sounds too delicious to wait for so long.”
My best friend gasps and angrily swallows her bite and snaps back: “You could just as well as Jungkookie to dick someone down, that would be-”
She stops mid-sentence and covers her mouth with her hand, her cheeks turning crimson.
I look at Jungkook and we smugly grin at each other.
“Anywayyyyyys” she speaks up again, “Jungkook will have to go and buy sugar, I used it all up for the waffles. So eat up and go, I really wanna make that cake early.”

And only 10 minutes later, her brother is gone and after cleaning up the kitchen, Purple and I sit down on the couch and we are both looking at our phones.
That is, until she taps my leg with her bare foot and her voice is quiet as she turns her phone off and speaks up.
“Ay Tae.”
I turn off my phone as well and sit up, concern arising in my body as I see the serious expression on her face.
“What’s wrong. Are you okay princess?”
I lean over and lift her chin up so she has to look up.
“Just tell me.”
She squirms on the couch and is seemingly uncomfortable to tell me her thoughts.
“I don’t know how to tell you this without being mean or… insensitive or something but…” she takes another deep breath and then looks me into the eyes very decidedly.
“As much as I love you Tae, if you hurt my brother we can’t be friends anymore. He is very insecure about everything about him as our parents never saw us equally because I am able to perform magic and he isn’t. And he is… you know, gay. Dad didn’t really appreciate that and that’s the reason he moved out at such a young age. Mum still loves him but here, he is all alone because I am off to school. I am glad he found Joonie and Yoongi and that they care for him in my place but… he is very vulnerable and he doesn’t trust easily. So you have a huge privilege and I can’t watch when he is about to lose something he will hold on to. That thing being you. So be wise about what you do, I don’t want to sound mean about it. Please Tae don’t get me wrong.”
All those words bubble out of her mouth without a filter and panic arises in her blue orbs as she speaks fastly and quietly and I just pull her on my lap and hug her tightly, pressing her small body to mine to assure her that it’s fine.
“We’re all good princess, don’t be scared, I won’t hurt him. Believe me, he is too precious to ever be forced to endure that kinda pain.”
I can hear her fighting for her words and against tears of relief and I can feel her nodding as her face is buried in my neck.
“O- okay. Just… what Alyssa did…”
Purple doesn’t finish the sentence and she doesn’t have to as I clearly remember the night of Halloween where her drunk self had told me all about Jungkook’s last serious relationship that had failed very terribly as the girl had used her brother for her own sake.
After a few more moments where I just hold my best friend, she pulls back and wipes a wet trail off her cheeks and grins, her pointer finger touching the red spot on my neck.
“Nice hickey Tae.”
I groan and shove her off me playfully, picking my phone back up and I notice a new notification from snapchat.
“Princess…” I ask, my voice deep and I stare at her, “what did you do?”
She giggles and walks away into the kitchen to start preparing for our baking session.
I look back at my phone and tap onto the notification:
Princess 👑💜 created a new group: Friends

new chat 

I click on the chat and read through the messages.

Princess 👑💜
since y‘all became such outrageously amazing friends.. i decided to create this so we can send bullshit back and forth🤞 

Princess 👑💜
you are welcome guys so you better thank me for this temporary chance of communication

yoongs_083
oc u had to do this, midget, but its cool ig

kimjoon95
well why not, tae‘s a cool guy so hi there buddy and again: welcome to the fam aka purple bullying circle ;)

Princess 👑💜
what a way to thank me joon but yah

kookieboy09
thats fun, now i have a place to drop adorable childhood pics of purple

kookieboy09
and we all know i‘m the only adorable thing in those pics 😌

Princess 👑💜
get your ass home and i‘ll show you just how adorable i am 🙂

I grin and type a response.

taehyung55
uh oh kook better hurry up, she‘s ready to beat yo ass with that wooden spoon

taehyung55
molly weasley memorial look istg

I fastly turn off my phone and jump off the couch, running around the coffee table in an attempt to escape my best friend who decided to attack me rather than waiting for her brother.
“Out of every comparison in the world, you had to compare me to Fred Weasley’s GRANDMOTHER?”
I jump over the back of the couch and race into the kitchen, laughing loudly.
“Well, you had to call the group ‘Friends’ didn’t you. We just had a fucking conversation about that.”
She grins smugly and walks back into the kitchen.
“Well, didn’t you grow so close with my fam so fast. I saw it with my poor own eyes so don’t even try” she interrupts me as I want to defend myself, my cheeks once again flushing bright red.
She will never let this go and deep down, I love her for it.