Under Noirwood | Vminkook ✓

Fifty Five: Bubbles

A/N:

hello! 

AGUSTD2 SMACKS!

it's so good, the mv was so nicely produced and i couldn't stop rewatching jinkook fighting in the background. each time i replay it, it gets funnier and funnier. :)

and lmao, the scene with yoongi doing those sword moves! major stone prince vibes HAHAH.

anyway, i hope you find the easter eggs in here because i wanted to have fun this time around. also, smut warning!! this chapter is spicy in first half. (fire emojis)

love you so intensely! <3

izzy

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"Why must you always make this hard for me?!"

Jungkook finally shoved Taehyung off of him, using his demonic strength to throw the pesky blonde off of his clothing. His shirt had already been ripped down the center, but thankfully, his pants were at least preservable.

"Wow." Taehyung mused. "You're hard already? That was easy."

"Shut up!"

Taehyung spilled a hearty laugh while his husband pouted an irritating red, heading into the master bathroom alone. The blonde could tell by Jungkook's quick tendency to hide his expression that he was trying to suppress a laugh. With smooth steps, Taehyung was soon at the ravenette's hip, poking him teasingly in the gut.

"Sorry, Kook. Couldn't help myself."

They stepped into the bathroom, eyes meeting in the mirror. Jungkook's silver eyes bent up in amusement; Taehyung's were far darker and more mischievous. Since spending years together as a couple, they knew of each other's nuances--knew each other's needs and wants, and what the looks in the mirror aimed at each other meant.

"Want a bath instead of a shower." Jungkook said, but didn't need to. Taehyung already knew that way it would make their goal much easier.

"Eager, yeah?" Taehyung slipped out of his shirt while Jungkook ran the hot water. Steam billowed into the tense air, cushioning their hardly hidden smirks. "Me too."

It wasn't long before Taehyung removed the rest of his clothing, helping Jungkook with his too. He fondly detached the ravenette's prized pocket watch from his hip and carefully set it on the bathroom vanity; he couldn't forget how attached Jungkook was to the time piece. It was a Jeon family heirloom, his father's--Taehyung knew how important it was to the younger and never questioned it.

Although, the blonde really didn't understand how someone could attach themselves to objects so readily. For him, objects came and went--his motto 'out with the old and in with the new' had always followed him through his ruling years and to this day was his friendly sidekick. Objects never held high significance in his mind. Rings, canes, clothes...they were all replaceable. Even when he was Laurel Prince, he never stooped to coddle the fancy objects surrounding him. Especially his crown. But perhaps that could be because it held an undeniable association with his father, which he never appreciated much. 

"Hey blondie, are you going to join me or keep staring at my watch?" Jungkook tapped the edges of the tub, fully naked and waiting patiently for his husband within the confines of the hot water. "I can't just eye-fuck you all day. You're wasting my time."

"Oops." Taehyung casually stroked the Oak Signet on the pocket watch before slipping out of his boxers and walking over to Jungkook. The inner child in him made him almost giddy to climb into the tub next to his beau. "Sorry babe. Just thinking of the how much I want to break the tub fucking you right now."