Taekook Oneshots

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 - 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 -

"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙱𝙵 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎."  - 𝚄𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗

Jungkook POV

"Earth to Jungkook!"

I blink twice. All the members are staring at me, but my eyes are on Taehyung. I press my lips together, trying to hide an embarrassed smile. 

"Sorry, what was that?" I ask, twisting a strand of long black hair in my index finger. 

"We were gonna play Rock Paper Scissors to decide hotel rooms," Namjoon replies, shooting me a mildly dirty look. "Two rooms with one bed, one room with three."

"O-one bed?" I stutter. "So we'll have to share?"

"Oh don't be immature about it," Jimin teases. "Worried you're gonna get a little problem in the morning?"

I kick him under the table, and Jin nudges me with his elbow, supressing a grin.

"Let's just do it, I need my nap," Yoongi whines, resting his head on the table. "Come on guys please."

Namjoon counts to three, and we all put out our fateful hands.

Namjoon and Jin both have put rock.

Hoseok, Jimin and Yoongi have put paper.

And Taehyung has put scissors.

Along with me. 

"Well, guess that's settled," Yoongi sighs, satisfied as he picks up his suitcase and trudges to the elevator. "Goodnight guys."

I find myself not able to respond. My insides are bursting with colours, butterflies- no birds. Birds are crashing against my ribs and frantically flapping their wings. Taehyung glances at me, a huge goofy smile on his face. 

"I can't believe I get to room with my best friend," He exclaims, hugging me swiftly from the side. "You excited, Kook?"

"Mm? Y-yeah," I reply, trying not to choke on my saliva. "Yeah I'm... pumped."

Tae snickers, "You don't sound pumped."

Oh you have no idea, I think to myself.

- 

When Taehyung comes out from the bathroom, I think I nearly combust.

Okay, the members have all been really open back home, walking around in underwear, topless, whatever.

But watching as Taehyung dried his silky brown hair, boxer shorts hugging his hips, his upper body on full display. My heart does a cartwheel, before proceeding to do a full gymnastic routine. 

"You gonna sleep now?" He asks.

"Uh- yeah I guess," I reply. "Are you?"

"Sure," He shrugs, pulling on a top.

I didn't expect him to say that, and I end up almost peeing myself when Tae climbs into the bed beside me, draping the blanket over him. His presence is soft and warm, and I can smell the ever-present scent of lilies and pine on his skin. I can't help wondering what it would feel like to trail my hands down his shoulders, down his sides...

"Jungkook? Are you crying?"

I jolt back to reality, and find a tear has escaped my wandering eyes. I quickly wipe it away. 

"No! I just yawned," I insist. "I'm not crazy I swear."

Taehyung smiles at me. 

I can feel a hot blush prickling at my cheeks, so I quickly lay down, making sure to keep a reasonable distance from him. My back is facing him, but I still feel my chest burning up as more tears run down my cheek. 

A hand presses onto my back, sending tingles through my spine. 

"Kookie?" Taehyung whispers. 

The room is dark, but all I can see is light. Maybe I'm imagining it, but the hotel room is suddenly filled with little fireflies. My breath hitches, as two arms slowly turn me around. Taehyung and I stare at each other for a while, and I remember why I love him so much. 

A few strands of soft hair fall over his perfect eyes, his perfect lips in a concerned pout. I let out a small gasp, in awe of his unearthly beauty.

"Hyung..." I say slowly, afraid my voice will shatter if I speak any louder. "Hyung, we're best friends, right?"

Taehyung's gaze softens.

"Of course we are, Jungkook."

My throat tightens, and my eyes are hot.

"T-then would be alright if I pulled you closer?"

Tae's eyes go wide at first, but gradually I feel his arms pull me in. Before I know it, my forehead is pressed against his chest, my fingers are gently grasping his shirt. My lips are trembling.

"I- I need to ask you something Tae," I say seriously, tilting my head up to meet his eyes. "God, this is so stupid, my heart is pounding, and I'm really just wondering, but-"

And then all time stops, when his lips meet mine.

It's all I could've imagined and better. He's gentle, so gentle, his kisses just slight murmurs as they brush against my mouth. My hands are free now, free to touch the skin I so longed to touch. Taehyung's hand travel to my waist, swiping against my stomach. I want to kiss like this forever. 

My mind is at rest. All those years, waking up and feeling so much more for my closest friend. Here he is, holding me as we kiss. This time it isn't in my head, and even though it seems too good to be true, Taehyung really is here with me.

"My silly bunny," He breathes, when we part at last. Our noses brush together, eyelashes butterfly kissing. "Don't cry lovely."

My limbs are thick like glue, intertwined with Tae's, like I can't bear to leave. 

"T-Taehyung," I mumble, running my fingers through his crazy soft hair. "If we do this, can we still be best friends?"

He gazes at me lovingly. 

"What do you mean, angel?"

A hollow pang goes off in my heart.

"Best friends don't kiss, do they?" I hum. "They don't... they don't do these things..."

"Hey," Tae cuts me short, swooping in on my lips for a chaste kiss. "We'll always be best friends, okay?"

I smile a little.

"Okay."

I nuzzle closer to his neck, a blanket of sleepiness draping over me. I don't want to fall asleep, because then I won't be able to feel Tae's arms around me, feel his breath tickling the top of my head.

But I do fall asleep, because Taehyung is just so warm and sweet.

Tonight is a sweet night, I decide.

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