Raw [Vkook]

20: We Would Say Anything Just to Hear What We Want

Just a remind that this is story Taehyung :) ^

Kill Our Way To Heaven - Michl (I have been listening to this song literally all day, so have fun!!)

Warning: Smut

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The intoxicating puff of smoke oozes out Jungkook's wet parted lips like a river stream of fog. His sparkling eyes gleams in a daunting haze from the blue color fairy lights in his room, mixing with an almost soft purple to drag along his walls. Indies rock music blares in the background from his speakers as he lets the bass cruise through every nerve and cell in his body like a lustful drug that he falls in love sinking into.

Moments like these Jungkook enjoys the most; forgetting everything as he gets high with the pen on his hand and the addicting sensation of the music as he lays down against his bed.

The world is still, his body feels good, and it's all flowing like a fluid wave of thick honey.

He loves feelings this way, as if the world isn't even moving but just stays still.

Jimin isn't here for another night, in more of a haste when he packed a few of his things and left to sleep over at Joshua's apartment. So Jungkook took this opportunity to only wear a short sleeved t-shirt, still managing to cover his tattoos, and boxers to feel complete comfortable.

At least no one here will be able to see his designs on his skin, as if they could, not like he has a full sleeve of tattoos. It's easily coverable.

He hasn't heard of Taehyung all day, more so stopped caring to send a message. All Jungkook did was go to his classes after his nap with Jimin and got all his work done, after studying for his incoming exams, not once looking over his phone to see if he got a message.

In which he didn't.

He's so fucking annoyed with Taehyung that he just didn't bother reaching out, especially if he knows he did nothing wrong.

Now he's left feeling pissed on his own.

Well...... So he expected.

The lonesomeness didn't last long.

The door to his room suddenly barges open, nearly flying off its hinges, making Jungkook instantly shoot to his feet with a fist, just ready to swing at whoever decided to disturb his moment of peace. However, the second he saw Taehyung standing there, his lips molded to a hideous scowl.

Right, he knows how to come in the apartment.

"Oh look who decided to come back," Jungkook beams sarcastically, crossing his arms as he approaches him, "What's the matter? Did I also piss you off in your sleep-"

Jungkook back is suddenly slammed against the wall and Taehyung's lips are instantly molded onto his. It was almost as if Jungkook was forced into a trance, and he found himself pouring his aggravation out when he grabs his neck and kisses him back equally as rough as Taehyung is kissing him.

However, Taehyung clearly was not fucking around tonight.

His large hand travels down to Jungkook's boxers and traces the outline of his dick before palming him. Jungkook breaks the kiss to release a needy moan while Taehyung marked his lips down to his neck, making Jungkook whine like a little bitch since his neck is insanely sensitive.

"What is this about?" He manages to breath out while Taehyung stops palming him and wraps an arm around his waist.

"I don't like fighting with you but I'm still pissed off," Taehyung growls seductively as he grabs Jungkook's thighs and wraps his legs around his waist, hammering him back against the wall, "I'm topping, no fucking excuses tonight. I mean it."