student of the year; taekook

10: snuggles

"what"?

taehyung is frozen in his seat, completely stuck because who the fuck is he speaking to right now?

jungkook was flirting with him, smirking, standing so close that taehyung could smell the expensive cologne that lingered on his skin. his face felt like it was on fire and again, he was rendered speechless by the younger.

"come on. tell me, kim." his head cocks to the side, exposing his shapely neck and smooth skin. "or do you need a reminder?" one of jungkook's hands reaches over to his shirt to begin popping a button open and taehyung almost squeaks.

oh god. ohgodohgodhogodohgod.

a voice stops him from undoing another button. "taehyung? who are you talking to?" it's his grandmother, shouting from the bathroom. even though he wasn't talking, taehyung puts a hand over jungkook's mouth.

"u-uh m-myself." he stammers without thinking and he can feel the younger smile under his palm. taehyung gets up from the chair and it squeaks loudly in the room. "m'gonna get ready for bed now! goodnight!"

"oh. goodnight honey!"

taehyung turns back to jungkook and he can't decide if he wants to slap him or kiss him to shut him up, maybe both. he was being so flirty and charming, completely unlike the boy who could barely look taehyung in the eye two weeks ago.

"listen, she'll kill both of us if she finds you here so can you just go before she comes back to the kitchen?" neither of them had moved from their spots and taehyung thinks he can get used to seeing jungkook from this angle, every detail was his to ogle at. his hand slips from his mouth.

jungkook pouts exaggeratedly. oh god that's cute. "but she loves me. she thinks i'm handsome. and i wanna stay for longer, it's only eight." his arms are crossed over his broad chest and his biceps are popping out again.

he rolls his eyes, a slap is definitely needed sometime soon. "then wait in my room, i'll be there in a couple of minutes." taehyung doesn't want to admit it either but he would also want jungkook to stay for longer, eat some more jellies and talk about the office.

"okay. am i sleeping over?" he steps back slowly and jungkook wishes he didn't want to hang around and watch the blue haired older get flustered at every flirtatious thing he says, he likes seeing it happen.

"if you want." taehyung shrugs and starts gathering up all of the take out boxes to throw them away outside, where the trashcans are. his back is turned so he misses the way jungkook's eyes light up with an emotion he doesn't know quite yet.

"okay." he nods and he's off, quietly stepping over to taehyung's room and holding his breathe when he walks past his grandmother's bathroom. jungkook is used to being sneaky. he's left so many times in the middle of the night to see his father or his two friends, parents can be oblivious if you are quiet enough.

the door of taehyung's room is shut and he sits on the desk chair as he waits. he doesn't know what's come over him, it's a weird persona that he develops whenever he's around taehyung, but jungkook isn't as shy around him. he's comfortable and openly sarcastic and flirty. 

and he barely knows how to flirt. seokjin has tried to teach him whenever they need dates for stupid society galas and whatnot, and it's always awkward as fuck. the forced tone, the waiting for a blush or a giggle, it was a push and pull that jungkook wasn't interested in. he doubts any girl would fall for a line like 'are you a banana? because i find you a-peeling!'

but it's easy with taehyung; a lot of things are easy with taehyung, jungkook finds, talking, flirting, smiling, watching tv. when there are pauses, they're brief and comfortable, and when they talk it's endless.