SNAPCHAT | TAEKOOK

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"Alright, we'll be going then."

"Bye!" the four singers said in unison and waved after the rappers.

Long story short, the four singers goofed around way too much after Jungkook was done and ended up getting left behind. After the three males were gone, the vocal line made their way to the recording studio where an assistant already waited for them.

"Who of you wants to start?"

"I'll go first!" Seokjin chimed in and pulled Jimin into the small room with the microphones, closing the door after them, which left Taehyung and Jungkook back alone.

The two Maknaes sat pretty close to each other on a couch and the blonde was just about to lose it. Their knees were touching and even though one of them could've moved because there was still plenty of free space on the sofa, no one did it and the fact that Taehyung was aware of his feelings now was also not helping. Sighing, he squirmed around in his seat until there was a hand on his thigh while a concerned voice asked "Are you okay, hyung?".

Taehyung jolted heavily, the movement causing Jungkook's hand to accidentally slide to the inner side of his thigh, almost touching his clothed member. The blonde became incredibly flustered and reflexively squeezed his legs together to stop Jungkook's hand from moving anywhere, unfortunately trapping it inbetween his thighs. The younger gulped at the complicated position, helplessly eyeing his hand getting squeezed between Taehyung's legs.

"Taehyung, uhm... C-could you maybe stop trapping my hand with your thighs?"

As a response, the older's blush darkened and pushed his thighs together even tighter. Eyebrow twitching at the mild pain of his hand being crushed, Jungkook sighed.

"Can you let me go please? It's starting to hurt." he uttered, trying to wriggle his hand out.

Taehyung's eyes widened as Jungkook unintentionally carressed the sensitive insides of his thighs during his attempt to pull his hand out, fingers pressing into his clothed skin just right.

His heartbeat skyrocketed within split seconds and he tried to stop the movements with squeezing tighter, the older's fuzzy brain not being able to tell its own body to simply open his legs which would've been the easiest option. But no, instead Taehyung didn't move a muscle, face redder than a tomato's. Clicking his tongue, Jungkook slowly but surely had enough of this.

"Just let me go!"

"N-no—" Taehyung squeaked, voice dying in his throat as he felt his hand come the slightest bit closer to his clothed length.

"Open your legs!"

"N-no! Y-you don't u-underst— ah~"

Taehyung couldn't stop the small moan coming out when Jungkook's hand unexpectedly brushed his dick. The brunette blinked before blushing slightly while the blonde just wanted to fucking dig his grave and die a quick death.

An awkward silence lingered inbetween them, the hand in its critical position almost forgotten until the air was almost knocked out of Taehyung's lungs when he felt a finger teasingly poke his clothed length.

The blonde's face reddened and once again he squeezed his legs together only to find out that it backfired as the finger was only being pressed more into his shaft. Goosebumps erupted all over his body and a shudder following suit, Taehyung accidentally making the mistake to squeeze harder which only worsened his situation and pulled a low moan from his lips.

"S-stop it."

"I would if you'd let go of my hand." a voice chuckled into Taehyug's ear, making the other blush harder if possible.

Quickly, Taehyung opened his shaky legs and Jungkook internally sighed in relief as his hand was released from the death hold. But just to rile the other up, he left his hand on the blonde's thigh.

Heartbeat quickening, Taehyung wondered why Jungkook wasn't taking his hand away. But his thoughts were all pushed aside as the hand squeezed his thigh experimentally.

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𝐚/𝐧: thanks for 2k 🥺😭❤️ it may not be much but for me it is🥺

thank u all so much❤️❤️❤️

taeger peace out✌🏼