THE SEVENTH || (Taekook/Vkook) ||

Chapter 32: Baby, No More Running Backwards

A tickling sensation had spread itself all over Taehyung's neck and the warmth that came with the sensation went all the way down his spine.

The alien beauty squirmed in his sleep as he tried to get away from the soft tickling feeling, not sure if he liked it or not.

The soft tickling pressure spread it's way from his neck, to beneath his ear, to his adams apple.

Taehyung squirmed a little more while slowly waking up, but his mind had decided that it liked the feeling and he slowly bared his neck to the sensation as it kept making him feel good softly. The brunette let out a satisfied sigh and opened his eyes slowly, turning his head, only to be met with a mop of hair, belonging to an all to familiar lover of his, watching as the ravenette pressed soft kisses to the olders neck, trying to wake him up.

"Jungkookie," Taehyung whispered as he tried to push the younger away gently.

Jungkook didn't allow it. "Hmm, good morning my sweet boy," he whispered whilst pressing loving kisses to his lovers jaw, then his chin, his cheeks, his nose, then finally his lips.

Even though Taehyung still carried the feelings of lost and hurt in his heart, he simply couldn't refuse a gentle, sweet, and loving kiss like this from the man he loved the most in this world.

Jungkook laid over Taehyung while their lips slowly danced together, then softly letting go with a pop. The younger ravenette stared into his lovers eyes, bringing his hands up to gently caress his cheek, smiling softly.

"Did you sleep well my angel?" Jungkook asked, and pressed another kiss to the brunettes cheek.

Taehyung stared right back into Jungkook's eyes, but he couldn't say anything. He had been feeling that way for a while. The uncertainty and fear of his lover leaving him had Taehyung unable to speak, always feeling the lump in his throat just by looking at the younger. It had been like that ever since Jungkook tried to leave him again.

Taehyung was simply afraid.

All he could muster up was a soft nod to Jungkooks question, not wanting to cry as he felt the lump in his throat grow.

The lump of sadness caused by one simple question he had asked himself over and over again since that day; Does Jungkook love me like I love him?

Since Taehyung was in a dark place mentally, all the scenarios he came up with led him to one simple answer; No. No, Jungkook didn't love him as much as Taehyung loved the younger. He possibly couldn't. How could you love someone if you want to give up and leave time after time when it's you who is the cause of the drift between the love.

Jungkook and his mistakes were the cause of the drift between them, but then he chose to run again and again. That left Taehyung with one simple conclusion that Jungkook couldn't love him in a soulburning way.

That's why he kept his distance, refrained from speaking to the younger, and hid his emotions. Taehyung was getting ready to say goodbye when Jungkook finally decided he wasn't enough to stay.

Now he was simply waiting for the painful moment to arrive.

God, how tired Taehyung was.

He could see the flash of pain and guilt in Jungkook's eyes when he only gave him a nod instead of a proper answer, but the emotions went as soon as they came. Instead Jungkook flashed a soft smile, trying to hide his pain from seeing what he had done to his lover. Jungkook knew he was truly a fuck up. If you can get the kindest, most loving and forgiving human on earth, Kim Taehyung, to give up then you truly are a monster.