come to my house /\ taekook ✔

《🕚》so what?!

I planned to confess on that day. But instead of that, I recalled the first time I met Jungkook. The actual first time. It felt good to remember. The way he was talking, probably more to comfort himself than comforting me. He was definitely having it harder. If only I had known or cared to ask that time...

But it is what it is. It's in the past. Now he is with me and that's all that matters to me.

After that day in the park I haven't made any big moves on Jungkook. We both felt good around each other and we were basically best friends. Well, if you take out the occasional flirting and tension. But at the same time I've been coming home later and later. It's not my fault that this job gets harder every time winter comes around.

I don't know if Jungkook has noticed. But well, if he did then he doesn't want to say anything about it.

Unfortunately, because of my job, we're also spending less time together since I come home late. After all the time I spent to build this relationship! You bet I feel like shit.

Today, Friday, was one of the most stressful days I've had at work. Jin helps me to keep up but it takes all my concentration and willpower to finish all the tasks I get assigned to. Jungkook also told me to stop by the store and buy some stuff for dinner. This headache was killing me, I just wanted to get home.

And after I bought everything I went home and finally entered the house. I already felt more relaxed after I stepped inside. I took off my shoes and my coat and went to the kitchen to place the bag with the vegetables and other stuff on the kicthen counter.

I poured myself some water and leaned on the counter. That's when Jungkook entered and looked at me with....sad eyes? no, it was... indiference??

"welcome home" he said but didn't look at me. What the hell was going on?

He looked through the bag I placed on the counter next to me and I could finally catch a glint of sadness and disappointment but he masked it quickly. "Taehyung you didn't even buy what I told you to!" he turned to me.
"What's on your head these days, seriously!" he raised his voice a little which startled me.

I.... I felt anger build up in me. For no reason at all. It was like all the stress I've had for the past week piled up and was about to break through.

"Jungkook I'm not in the mood to argue. I'll go to the store tomorrow or something." I tried to keep it cool.

"Oh yeah? But what happened now? What kept your mind so busy that you couldn't even remember what I told you to get? Or should I say who?"

..what?

"Jungkook what are you saying?! Do you hear yourself? I've been getting off work late ,can't you see how stressed I've been lately?!" I raised my voice too and took a step closer to him.

And so did he. "AND HOW ARE YOU RELEASING THAT STRESS HUH?"

"THAT DOESN'T CONCERN YOU!"

"AND WHAT IF IT DOES?!" he stared deep into my eyes.

Every time we shouted, we'd take a step closer to each other. Now we were breathing heavily and staring into each other's eyes, a few inches apart.

"What if it does" he whispered and looked at my lips for a split second. That took all the sanity I had left.

I grabbed his jaw and crashed our lips together. He responded almost immediately, just as fierce and desperate as I was. I poured everything in that kiss. The stress I had, the feelings I had for him, the need I had for him.

There was no time for questions such as "what's going on?" , "is this actually happening?" , "what will happen after this?". there was me. there was him. and there was fire.

He put his hands around my neck and then ran one through my hair. I also put mine on his waist and left no space between our bodies.

We pulled back a little and Jungkook was about to say something.
"Taehyung..." he looked down and probably started overthinking. He tried to pull away completely but I pulled him closer.

"Not this time, Jeon. I'm not letting this moment pass by like it's nothimg. I want this....all I need is your consent."
I whispered and looked him in the eyes.

"I.." he started. He seemed to think about something but he slightly shook his head to forget it. He looked up at me again. "Yes. To hell with it, just show me how it feels to be loved! Make me feel wanted Taehyung."

"Gladly" I said and kissed him again. I patted his thighs and he jumped, wrapping his legs around my waist. While I was carrying him to my bedroom I kept whispering to him.

"You're wanted. I want you the most."

Kiss.

"You're beautiful."

Kiss.

"And you're loved."

Kiss.

"But who loves you the most?" I asked when we finally got to my bedroom. I layed him down on the bed and placed myself on top of him, staring at his eyes, a shade darker than usual.

"I love you the most" I breathed out. I did it. I told him the thing that was pressuring me the most.

At that his eyes widened a bit but the corners of his lips curved into a smirk as he pulled my head closer to his face.
"Then show me"