Real Life

㉗I Really Don't Want To Be Here

 
Jungkook’s first instinct when he shut the annoying alarm was to close his eyes again and snuggle his pillow. But the realization that he had to go to the company jolted him out of his reverie, and he rolled off the bed.

Taehyung’s remembrance held his lips riveted on a smile as he got ready. The countless kisses they exchanged yesterday, how he cradled him, that look of pure fondness in his eyes every time he gaze at him. Everything felt like a dream — a dream that was too good to be true.

But this time, it was true.

With eagerness to see him, touch him, kiss him, just be with him, Jungkook grabbed his phone and trod towards the exit. It’s still early... He observed as he checked the time. He knew Taehyung wouldn’t be outside of his door yet, so he decided to go to his apartment instead.

Jungkook trod outside with that warm smile still glued to his face at the thought of meeting Taehyung.

“Kook.”

Jungkook tossed his head back, and his round eyes took in Taehyung’s figure walking closer to him. “Hey. I didn’t see you.”

“I came early, so I sat there.” He pointed at a bench that was close by. “Where were you going?”

“Oh, I just... I got ready way too early, and I wanted to come to your place because I thought you wouldn’t be here.”

Taehyung chuckled softly as he pulled him into his hug. “You’re so cute. I was excited to see you, so I ended up coming here way too early, too.”

Jungkook breathed in slowly, savoring the warmth of his embrace. “To be honest, same.”

Taehyung withdrew a bit and brushed his hair back, admiring him. “You’re so beautiful,” he said under his breath. He captured his mouth in a sweet kiss, their tongues touching in the most delicate of ways.

They broke the kiss with a string of little pecks, smiling between each one. “This feels so good,” Jungkook whispered against his lips.

“It does.” Taehyung gripped his nape and united their mouths in a fiercer kiss this time, eliciting a gasp from the other at his sudden action. He sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, clutching him with one arm and fondling his back with the other. He sensed something hard poke against him, and an inexplicable tension seized his muscles as he realized Jungkook was hard.

Jungkook frowned as the older broke their kiss suddenly. “What’s wrong?”

Taehyung gulped, glancing away. “Nothing.”

Jungkook snickered. “Tae, come on.”

Taehyung wavered, still unable to look at him. “You’re hard because of me.”

“Is it my fault that you’re hot?”

Taehyung snorted at his remark as he shook his head. “I guess not.”

“And I know you’re hard too.”

“Shut up,” Taehyung chuckled.

“Okay, but why is that a problem?” Jungkook pulled him closer and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“It’s not a problem. It’s just... too much temptation, and it’s been, like, a day. Not even a day since we’ve been together, actually.”