𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 ¦ vmin

cherry lips

chapter 11;; cherry lips
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Dawn came seeping through the trees and burned through the window of Taehyung's bedroom.

Groaning as he stretched, he noticed Jungkook had a leg wrapped around his waist. Cute.

As much as he wanted that moment to last forever, the younger woke up, rolling over sleepily as he stretched and rubbed his eyes with his balled up fists.

As Jungkook turned around, a grin was present on his face, probably at the fact that he was shirtless and in the older's bed, "Morning."

Taehyung smiled as he carded his fingers through his hair, "Morning, bun."

Scrunching his nose up, Jungkook drowsily laughed as he hit Taehyung's arm, covering his nose with his other hand, "Your breath fucking reeks!"

"No shit," Taehyung replied with a lighthearted roll of his eyes, "You came in my mouth last night."

Jungkook's eyes widened as he burst into laughter, sitting up and sorting out his disheveled ebony locks, "And you didn't bother brushing your teeth after?"

"I tried, but you were being a massive baby and wouldn't let me get up 'cos you wanted cuddles."

Half remembering what happened, he laughed and apologised before questioning, "Did I do anything back?"

Taehyung shook his head, "I didn't let you 'cos you were drunk. That'd be wrong." Jungkook raised an eyebrow as Taehyung slowly stood up, still wearing his outfit from the night before, looking a mess as he picked up some underwear, "I feel gross. 'm gonna shower quickly."

Just before he left the room, the younger spoke up, a smirk present on his lips, "I'll return the favour sometime."

At that, Taehyung walked out with a smile laced with excitement on his face, snapping his head around the moment he felt himself blush. Jungkook wasn't allowed to know.

He took a shower, not spending a lot of time in there because he had a tendency to get lost in his thoughts whenever he did. Plus, his thoughts more often than not were based solely on Jeon Jungkook, and it wasn't a suitable time to drown in his feelings, for he was literally in his bed.

Pulling up his underwear, he peered up at himself in his mirror, somehow feeling more confident in his skin. Whether it was the attention he received the day prior, or that he slept well, he wasn't too sure.

With a towel draped across his hips, he reentered his bedroom. He saw the younger still wrapped in his feathery duvet in his bed, scrolling through Instagram with little to no interest.

"Are you just gonna laze around in my bed all day?" Taehyung hummed, reaching into his wardrobe for some clothes.

"Actually- Could I borrow some clothes and a shower?" Jungkook shyly requested, peering up from his phone, though he was met with the older's back, the skin sun-kissed and covered in droplets.

He turned around, an eyebrow raised, "Your dorm is literally down the hall."

Jungkook pouted and played with the duvet in his hands as he begged, "Please, Tae. You know I can't."

Sighing, Taehyung gave in. He felt bad.

"Fine," He let out, quickly pulling the clothes on and leaving the bedroom with his phone, allowing the younger to do his own thing.

Jungkook always had issues with looking messy in front of anyone- the only exception being his best friend.

It wasn't that he was insecure, it was simply that he was a bit of a perfectionist with his appearance, and he thought if he didn't look hot, he'd be judged. And at that moment, he was a not-so-hot mess.