SNAPCHAT | TAEKOOK

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𝐚/𝐧: 10k words vanilla sex for u all. before u read, i just gotta say that i finished this book in may 2020 already but i very well remember this chap cuz i took me several days to finish it. i think this includes almost every fear or uncertainty one can have during sex😂

anyways, enjoy🥺🥰

The two boys were standing in the kitchen and cleaned those things that didn't fit into the dishwasher anymore. A comfortable silence lingered between them and neither Jungkook nor Taehyung had any intentions of speaking up, they were both thankful for a little quietness, especially since their friends left. But to say that both boys were calm aswell would be a lie.

While Jungkook was all calm and collected, his boyfriend was the exact opposite. Taehyung's heart was racing, his mind working non-stop as he dried off some plates, hoping his hands wouldn't start shaking from the extreme nervousness he was feeling.

But no matter what he tried to calm himself down, it didn't work at all. His thoughts were all over the place and Taehyung couldn't sort them into a plan which was much needed in this situation. His hand gripped onto the plate harder as he tried to regain his calm and organise his brain but the what-ifs flooded his mind instead.

Chills ran down the brunette's spine when he peeked over to glance at his boyfriend who was occupied with dunking plates into the water-filled sink while humming the melody of Euphoria. Taehyung sighed quietly and went back to drying off the plates that Jungkook had already cleaned.

But there was no going back on his word now, after all it was Taehyung's own decision. Again, that nervousness came back but the brunette shook his head and tried to ignore it as much as possible. It couldn't be that difficult, right?

If everything ended up the way he and Jimin planned it and Jungkook wanted it, too, there wouldn't be any problems and Taehyung would definitely have the best night of his life. But on the other side there were so many things that could go wrong which scared the shit out of Taehyung.

If anything went wrong, he'd be embarrassed up until his death, hell, his boyfriend could even break up with him in the worst case. But he promised himself to pull it off tonight, no matter how Jungkook was going to react.

"Are you okay, baby? You seem so tensed up." Jungkook's sudden voice next to his ear startled him and Taehyung jolted, realising that the younger had wrapped his arms around his waist which he didn't notice so far.

"Tae?" he asked again, voice laced with concern.

"M-me? Oh, u-uh, I-I'm fine, don't worry." he stuttered quickly, hastily rubbing the plates dry.

"Are you sure? You don't sound—"

"Oh, I just remembered I promised to call mom and dad! It's really urgent so can you please dry those plates for me, thanks, I love you!" Taehyung uttered under one breath before storming up the stairs, leaving a very confused and concerned Jungkook back.

"Uhm... sure?" he muttered and slowly grabbed the cloth Taehyung had been holding not that long ago before cleaning the leftover plates.

Ten minutes later Jungkook was finally done with drying the plates and wiping the kitchen clean. The brunette yawned and stretched himself, grimacing at the not so healthy crack of his bones. All he wanted to do is throw on a pair of sweatpants, get into bed and cuddle with his boyfriend until he fell asleep. Or they could do something else since no one was at home... Jungkook quickly shook his head to force the perverted thoughts out of his mind.