In which Jungkook has a crush on this God-like boy but one day he realizes he doesn't know the name of the person he has a crush on for so long.
"You don't know his name?"
"Tomarrow's mission is going to be finding out his name."
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Kim Taehyung never liked coffee. He couldn’t understand the people who had the need for a cup of strong coffee every morning, so they could properly wake up and do their daily routines.
Though right now the sight of the boy in front of his vision certainly reminded him of coffee. The boy clung to his naked abdomen, cheek nuzzled against his chest. And the boy definitely was perfection in coffee hues; his hair and eyes were the colour of dark roasted beans but his skin was all milky. A rather alluring contrast in his eyes.
‘So, how long are you going to pretend you are asleep?’ Taehyung husked, thick voice lathered with sleep.
Jungkook nuzzled his face more into the other's chest, probably whining before his large and shy eyes, framed with thick lashes peered up at Taehyung. His hair was as wild as the jungle, untameable and unruly. The once stunning little mermaid red hair now vaguely resembled a bird's nest, making Jungkook chuckle at the sight.
‘Really?’ Taehyung asked, finding it adorable how the other boy's features were slightly puffy as he had woken up. ‘I could say the same thing about you.’
A small pout adorned his slightly swollen lips while he brought his fingers to others messy hair, carding through them. As he tried to detangle the soft hair of other's, Taehyung started doing the same thing to his brown locks.
‘Your hair is so soft,’ Jungkook squeaked, stopping his previous actions as he ruffled Taehyung's hair making it more messy. The other boy widened his eyes playfully glaring at him and Jungkook got the hint that Taehyung had some sneaky trick up his sleeve.
And of course he did have one. Taehyung's hands slowly travelled down, sensually touching his side, in the end resting on the small waist of his. The playful look in his eyes never left as his long fingers prodded in a way that caused loud laughter to leave Jungkook's thin and swollen lips.
The giggle rolled about the room; vibrant and heart warming as it moved around Taehyung's heart in it's chaotic way. It came in fits and bursts– loud to soft to nothing at all and back to loud again. He squirmed all around, breathing hard, trying to catch his breath in Teahyung's playful touches.
Having no luck at releasing himself from the sweet torment, he plumped for the only escape– that escape being the space beneath the soft sheets. He tightly grasped the end of the sheets before disappearing inside them, finally finding the freedom.
But it was for a short while as Taehyung himself got inside the sheets and started his assault again. Both boys were under the sheets as Jungkook tried to pry off Taehyung. At some point Jungkook admitted his defeat, making Taehyung stop his actions.
Taehyung peered at doe eyes which had formed small wrinkles from the constant giggling. He grabbed his arm, pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around him. He embraced Jungkook tightly, squishing his cheeks.
