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drugged-up bees

chapter 13;; drugged-up bees
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(if you feel uncomfortable reading nsfw scenes of taekook, please scroll past that short part. it isn't the whole chapter.)

It was just gone 8pm, and Taehyung was making his way to Jungkook's dorm.

To say his heart was pounding was an understatement- he couldn't even breathe comfortably as he walked down the hall, each clack of his shoe intensifying the drugged-up bees in his stomach.

Each knock on the door left his fist shaking more and more. He didn't think they were even audible, though they must have been as he heard a key twist.

Jimin opened the door almost immediately, walking out and shutting it behind him.

"Oh. It's you."

Taehyung, pressed his lips together, looking around awkwardly as he took his time to respond, "Yeah. It's me."

A long silence fell between the two as Taehyung simply stared at him, causing Jimin to almost laugh in discomfort at the unbearable awkwardness, "Are you here for me?"

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows. What kind of question was that? Obviously not. Fucking idiot.

"Clearly," he let out, his words laced with sarcasm accompanied by a fake grin.

Jimin giggled slightly, adjusting his bag on his shoulder, "You're kinda obsessed with me, huh. Sorry pretty boy, but I really have got to go."

"Obsessed my ass," Taehyung muttered with a roll of his eyes as Jimin bumped their shoulders together as he walked away, undoubtedly on purpose. He planted some more knocks onto the door and heard footsteps getting louder behind it.

Jungkook opened the door, a soft smile present as he welcomed him in.

"If it isn't my wittle guard dog."

Taehyung raised an eyebrow at his words, crossing his arms over his chest, "Are you trying to insult me?"

Jungkook cooed and pulled Taehyung into his arms, battling with the older who was jokingly trying to resist, though he soon gave in for a quick moment.

"Of course not!" He defended, "You know, I had to say something earlier. If I didn't say anything earlier he'd be offended, right?" Jungkook brought up, but the older still didn't like the idea of being welcoming to anyone new.

"I guess," He mumbled.

"Sorry if that upset you," Jungkook said, knowing how Taehyung was so defensive of his friends. That trait of Taehyung was actually the glue to their friend group: it never allowed it to break apart, and held everyone much closer.

What Taehyung wasn't aware of was how his friends admired his endless protection; they really did appreciate him.

Taehyung raised a finger and traced the outlines of the vibrant hickeys as he pointed out, "You didn't bother to hide them, huh."

Jungkook smirked as he responded, "Do you think they look nice?"

Taehyung nodded, "Yeah. I want some."

"Want me to give you some pretty ones?" Jungkook whispered in a hushed tone, causing Taehyung to eagerly nod, tugging Jungkook's arm and leading him to the bedroom.

Taehyung sat on the bed closest to the door, pulling Jungkook down with him, though the younger shook his head.

"What?" Taehyung frowned, wanting nothing more than Jungkook's lips on his and his hands to roam around on his body.