Sinned in Secret |Th.Jk|

Jungkook's large hand glided inside the thin fabric of Taehyung's shirt , his index finger mindlessly tracing small, deliberate circles right over his belly button, teasingly pressing and thrusting his index finger on its delicate hole.

Taehyung lay utterly frozen.

A storm of conflicting thoughts clashed inside his head. He felt a deep surge of shame-he had spent the entire evening agonizing over the bathroom incident, wondering if he was being ridiculous, paranoid, or ungrateful.

*He's just comforting me*, Taehyung tried to convince himself. *He is just s-stressed.. yeah stressed*, his knuckles turning white in the dark. *He's my stepfather. He took me in when no one else wanted me. He's just being warm... I'm the one making it strange and ridiculous*.

He tried to force his tense muscles to relax, trying to convince himself that these heavy, possessive embraces were harmless. But as the minutes dragged on, the touch didn't remain still. A sudden spike of panic pierced through Taehyung's rationalizations..........[*read*]

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