Drama Club | kth.jjk

36.

Jungkook sighs, the cold air warping his warm breath into a mist, before it fades away into nothingness. He's standing in front of Kim Taehyung's house, deciding on what action he should take. Run from Taehyung? Or give in and have endless amounts of sex. How difficult could it be to decide anyways?

He knocks on the door, tightening his trench coat around his thin body. Jungkook waits for a moment or two. He was guessing that it was more exciting because he knew that pleasure was coming out of this. It wasn't spontaneous, and it wasn't just strung upon him. Somehow, waiting, made it all the better.

Made the drug have an effect on him. More than than just addiction.

Moments later, Taehyung opens the door, a little bit breathless, mint hair wet and messy, a white tee on his body and low joggers hanging off of his hips. Jungkook sucks in a deep breath, immediately biting on his lower lip at the sight of Taehyung.

"Sorry about that, I was in the shower," Taehyung pants, moving slightly to the side to motion Jungkook to come in. Jungkook steps in to the well known area. He smiles, feeling the warmth of Taehyung's home wrap around him.

"Mum's on a business trip," Taehyung mumbles, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. Jungkook turns around, "really? This close to Christmas?" Taehyung shrugs, "it's not like we celebrate it together anyways, I normally just order in and watch home alone," he says, walking up the stairs, not looking back.

Jungkook takes that as a hint to follow the older. Taking a deep breath, Jungkook says, "well, tomorrow you can celebrate Christmas Eve with me, and then the day after we'll be with the boys. So let's make this your best Christmas ever!" Jungkook grins, trying to lighten the mood. Something that Taehyung was never in for when the subject of his mother was mentioned.

Taehyung chuckles, leading Jungkook into his warmer bedroom. The lights already switched off, the room lit up with soft candles and the peachy soft glow of Taehyung's LED lights.

"A nice feel you put in for the room Tae, I'm impressed," Jungkook says, taking a seat on Taehyung's bed, looking at him with sparkly doe eyes. Taehyung walks over to his blinds, shutting them close, the room darkening almost immediately, if it wasn't for the little glow of his lights and candles. The aura of the room growing thick with tension as Taehyung stalked towards Jungkook.

"Just tryna to make this as memorable for you as possible," Taehyung says, standing in front of Jungkook. Jungkook chuckles softly, "Taehyung, this isn't my first time you know. I have plenty of experience," he adds at the end.

Taehyung cups Jungkook's jaw softly, crouching down slightly, "I wish it was," he mummers, looking straight into Jungkook's eyes. Jungkook holds Taehyung's wrist, fingers wrapped around the elder's slim wrist, "I wish it was too," he replies in the softest of whispers, leaning upwards.

Their lips ghost against each other, teasing themselves. It was moments like these that Taehyung didn't want to be rough on Jungkook, just wanted him to feel special and babied, like the pretty diamond deserved.

Jungkook looks deep into Taehyung's eyes, "...Taehyung," he whispers, fingers crawling into Taehyung's now drying mint locks. "Hmm?" Taehyung hums in reply, kissing slightly at Jungkook's jaw. "C-can we put a pause on the punishment?"

Taehyung moves away from Jungkook's jaw, now crouching down fully in front of the boy sat on his bed, "what's wrong baby? Are you not feeling well?" Taehyung asks, face full of concern as he presses his palm against Jungkook's forehead.

The blonde boy smiles a little at the gesture, "it's not that, it's...just I want to try something special for you. And it doesn't involve me being tied up," Jungkook whispers, hands now reaching back to play with Taehyung's locks.