The Dusk Gallery | Taehyung x BTS

Can You See Me?

Sex chapter warning. Skip after x-x-x-x-x-x-x if under 18 or uncomfortable.

The pair get home absolutely soaked. But happy now. Content. They talked on the way back and everything was cleared up.

The second they get back they shed their clothes and decide to just sit on the couch naked, bundled up in a bunch of blankets. Jimin nestles between Taehyung's legs and rests his back against his chest as they cuddle.

Both are cold, but the body heat along with the blankets help. Taehyung noses at Jimin's wet hair and then releases a breath. "I'm sorry" he says again.

"I know Tae. Me too. It's fine. We still have times where we both need to fix things, and we're working our way through that. We're young. We're making mistakes and then trying our best".

"Such a poet" he can't help but tease.

"Oh just shut up".

"I've never felt this way before you know" Taehyung whispers.

"What way?"

"So in love". Of course Taehyung doesn't remember the love he felt for the other guys in the previous lives. He doesn't remember Namjoon, Yoongi, Jungkook or Jin. He does not remember how obsessed he was with them all. How much he adored them. How in love he was. So of course it felt like the first time for him with Jimin.

He began remembering certain aspects of this life. He knows he is here because he never left Daegu. And that led to him meeting Jimin one day during a dance class. The boy had moved from Busan to Daegu. And when they got together they both moved to Seoul in order to pursue their dream of dancing professionally.

He remembers this somehow.

Jimin turns a little so that he's able to look at his face with more ease. "I love you too. As angry as we get at one another, I always know we can fix it". Taehyung nods and leans in to softly kiss Jimin. His lips are always so soft and it's hard for him to pull away.

Rather than do that, Jimin reciprocates by kissing a little firmer, with his fingers tangling in Taehyung's still wet black hair. Under the blanket, Taehyung grips onto Jimin's hips, still feeling a little bit of the cold radiate from him.

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As they continue kissing, Jimin sits up and then straddles Taehyung, with the blanket hung over his shoulders. Being naked would shave off a lot of the time that could be wasted on fuffing around with buttons and belts.

Taehyung happily settled further onto the couch with Jimin in his lap, fingers still digging into his hips. They have had sex regularly in this life, and Taehyung felt so grateful that he didn't disappear after the first couple. He always feared he would.

Taehyung was brought out of his thoughts when he felt Jimin roll his hips down against his. He pulled away, a little breathless, and looked to his boyfriend with a smile. "Eager?"

"Need to get warm" Jimin chuckles, leaning down to attach his plump lips to Taehyung's jaw and neck.

The raven haired closes his eyes and focuses on the feeling of warmth spreading through him. Of course as Jimin continues his rolling, both of their cocks grow hard in no time.

Whilst Jimin paid attention to Taehyung's neck and chest, he wrapped his hand around Jimin's cock and began to stroke him slowly. The way  Jimins breath came out shallow and quiet suddenly, drove him crazy. He knew his touch alone affected him so much.

Taehyungs thumb stroked over his slit, paying special attention to the head whilst only had Jimin breathing even more ragged.