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Taekook - Sweet Night

Contains:

- fluff

Plot: Taehyung and Jungkook have been on one date, but only now - when they've gone their separate ways and are never going to see each other again - does the elder realise his true feelings.

Story:

Eyes opening, Taehyung gives a sigh. It's 2am, so he should be asleep, but his mind just keeps racing. All he can think about is Jungkook.

The two of them went on a date a week ago. At the time, it didn't seem like there was any kind of connection between them, but now... he can't stop thinking about him. Tall. Handsome. Gorgeous smile. Shimmering doe eyes. Jungkook's just... perfect.

But how could he know he'd wake up feeling more? They were like ships in the night - they'd pass by one another just a single time, then never cross paths again.

He doesn't want to just date him. He wants to get to know him, to know what he likes, what he doesn't like, anything he's allergic to, what his sleeping and eating habits are like. He wants to be more than just friends. Boyfriends, that's what he wants to be, and with no one other than Jeon Jungkook.

The way his thoughts rush through his mind is like a river, the crystal-clear water running down the banks and pooling in the bottomless ocean at the end of it, and he's resisting. Resisting the urge to pick up his phone right here and now and call Jungkook. Resisting the temptation to ask if they can go out once more, despite making it clear they likely wouldn't see each other again.

A light-handed knock on the door snaps him out of his Jungkook-fuelled trance, and he gets up to answer it, not for a moment wondering why anyone would be here at quarter past two in the morning. And when he opens it, who does he see but the man whom he'd been so deeply thinking about.

"I didn't wake you up, did I?"

"No, not at all," Tae shakes his head, stepping back slightly. "Come in."

The younger smiles nervously and follows him inside the tiny studio apartment, and the two of them sit on the couch. There's an awkward pause between them for a few moments, before Jungkook clears his throat.

"I know we said we weren't gonna see each other again..." he begins, avoiding eye contact as his voice falters. "But I just... I can't stop thinking about you."

Heart pounding, the brunet nods and tries to process what he's just been told. He wants to share the fragile truth, that he hopes the door is still open; because the window opened for them once, but now he's left wondering if Jungkook would want him now.

"Please, Taehyung, say something."

The taller male's gaze flickers to the ground for a second, then back up, and their eyes meet. All he wants is to hold onto this moment forever, the moment before he's either accepted or rejected.

In the spur of the moment, he suddenly leans forward and, grabbing the blond's wrist, pulls him into a kiss. It's sweet and gentle, both just experimenting with one another, with a lingering warmth once they separate. And separate they barely do, as Jungkook closes the gap again almost as soon as it's created.

"Let's try this again," Taehyung says, intertwining their fingers and staring deeply into the other's eyes. He notices the latter give a yawn, and chuckles at how cute he finds it. "Do you want to stay here tonight? Y'know, since it's late and all."

"Hm, sounds nice." nods the smaller, and for the first time since he arrived, he smiles. "Should I sleep out here?"

"No, you don't have to. You can take my bed."

"Or... we could share."

Tae shrugs. "Works for me."

The pair of them get ready for bed - Taehyung keeping on his t-shirt and sweatpants and Jungkook wearing his own hoodie and a pair of pyjama bottoms the elder has let him borrow to replace his skinny jeans - and slip under the covers, turning to face each other.

"Goodnight," Kook whispers.

"Night,"

They turn away, the brown-haired now facing the wall. After a few moments though, he finds himself turning again, and incredibly tempted to hug the younger. He manages to restrain himself though, but his hands twitch every few seconds as he does.

Jungkook falls asleep first, small puffs of air leaving his parted lips, while the taller just lies there, not knowing what to do with himself. Luckily, his question is answered, as the other male reaches back to grab his arm and pull it tightly around himself.

What a sweet night.

A/N: Yes, I'm addicted to taekook. No, I don't care.