Living with someone is not easy. It requires a lot of compromises and patience to get to know the other’s habits and pet peeves. You also have to be considerate of the other’s personal space.
But for Jungkook and Taehyung, everything happened naturally. Personal space? They didn’t know her. Even when they weren’t talking, they were always in the same room, doing different things, and they didn’t mind. They enjoyed each other’s company — they couldn’t get enough of each other.
They grew fond of each other more and more every day. And maybe they couldn’t admit it, but both didn’t want Taehyung to leave when his house would be ready.
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“You ready to go, baby?” Taehyung asked as he curled an arm around his waist and pecked his cheek.
“Yes, I am. Do I look good today?” He took two steps back and spread his arms as he glanced down at his outfit.
Taehyung allowed his eyes to scan him from head to toe, assimilating every inch. “You look good every day—no. You look amazing every day. And you’re so hot,” he uttered, a deep, throaty element coiling around his words, and he drew nearer again. He clawed at his hips and pressed their bodies together, peppering kisses down the slope of his neck. “Maybe we should ditch the party and have a little party of our own.”
“And how will we do that?” Jungkook asked through smirking lips, his hands swimming across his back with satisfying pressure.
“You know, we have drinks. We can put some music on,” he rasped against the skin of his neck, then closed his mouth around it in a suck. “And we have you who will be screaming my name. That’s all we need.”
“Fuck, Tae,” he whiffled as a boost of heat stampeded to his crotch. When the realization that he ground his hips against him unconsciously thundered down on him, he ceased his movements and disconnected their bodies with a mild push on Taehyung’s chest. “We have to go to the party, Tae. It’s the last one since it’s Christmas in a few days and everyone will be with their families. We won’t see them that much.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever... I prefer being alone here with you.”
Jungkook admired his cute pout and embraced his cheeks with his palms. “We haven’t gone out in a while now, and you know it. Every time this week our friends asked if we’re down for a beer, we always said no. We’re bad friends.”
“You’re right,” Taehyung sighed, then merged their lips shortly. “Let’s go to the stupid party.”
“Oh, come on, Tae, you rarely miss a party! That’s your thing.”
“Yeah, but being with you somewhere quiet is far better than a stupid party.” Taehyung caged him in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder.
“You have become so romantic.”
“You make me like this. I was never like this. I don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
“Probably whatever you’re doing to me too,” Jungkook uttered and drew a light kiss on his neck.
“I can do a lot of things to you.” Taehyung’s pitch dipped again, with a few lewd innuendos lacing around it.
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Fanfic●Jungkook, a boy full of insecurities meets Taehyung, a boy who's broken. Every year, thousands of people audition in order to get in the Big Hit Company. Only thirty get accepted. Can these two boys make their dream come true? Can they push throug...
