"Why don't you understand?! I'm pathetic, I'm hopeless, I'm-"
"Stop it, Tae," Jungkook growled.
"Broken. I'm broken, Kookie, I'm not me anymore, I'm not human, I-"
"Kim Taehyung, if you say another word, I swear to God I will kiss you. Right now, right here."
That seemed to shut the blond up, his big brown eyes stared at Jungkook in disbelief.
"Tae, I love you," Jungkook finally (finally) admitted after a deep breath. He was in love with the beautiful boy before him; always had been. Subconsciously his hands came up to cup Taehyung's face, and he pulled the blonde closer the slightest. "I don't care if you shoot arrows at people to keep them alive- God that sounds so fucking stupid when I put it like that- or if you have the ability to fly with those giant-ass wings of yours, I will love you no matter what. And nothing can change that." Jungkook's lips were on Taehyung's neck now, mouthing at his Adam's apple before tracing his tongue sensually up to the elder boy's jaw to nip at it gently. "I love you unconditionally."
"Kook..." Taehyung wanted to resist, he wanted to argue, but with the way Jungkook was kissing him, and murmuring those sweet, sweet words against his tan skin was making him fucking weak. The familiar voice in his head told him to step away, this was wrong, but for the first time, he ignored it. Instead Taehyung leaned into Jungkook, till their lips were fucking millimeters apart.
"If you're broken, let me fix you, baby," The raven-haired boy whispered before finally (finally) crashing his lips onto Taehyung's.
"Let me touch you, Jimin. Please. Please let me."
No. Hell no. Seven bloody hells, no, no and no. Absolutely in no friggin way!
Those are the things he should have said yet didn't.
Maybe it was the pleading, longing look in his eyes.
Maybe it was because of realizing someone like Jungkook wanted him.
Or maybe it was his growing understanding that he wanted him too, which made him swallow- and then nod.
Such a miniscule movement and yet it changed everything. For him. For Jungkook. For them both.
Jungkook's rattling breath of relieve teased his cheek.
"Thank fuck," he let out roughly and that hand on his lip slipped down to his neck.
And then he touched as much as he wanted.
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On stage, Jimin is brave, confident and without doubt or fear. Off it, he is anything but. Shy, insecure and beyond terrified of other people, he didn't expect anyone would ever take interest in him, until Jungkook, the Universities golden child suddenly can't seem to stay away from him. And even though Jimin is absolutely overwhelmed and confused, even he can't ignore the growing tension between them. But while he can't fight the rising desire and want for the taller, he also knows that there could never be anything more. Not when he had sworn to never give his heart to anyone ever again.
Unfortunately, Jungkook had plans of his own. And all of them involved Jimin.