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taehyung awoken to the sound of breathing that wasn't his own. it was heavy, yet not rapid. he rubbed the remainder of sleep from his eyes to see who's chest he had slept on.

taehyung screamed.

"what?" jungkook mumbled. the bright light of the morning shun into his slowly opening eyes and he brought his hands to guard them. "why the hell are you yelling..."

taehyung was unbelievably scared. he only remembered remnants of last night.

one second he was uncontrollably drinking beer with seokjin's friends, and the other second he was found sleeping on jungkook's chest. something wasn't right.

he stared into jungkook's tired, squinted eyes. "w-what did you do to me last night?"

taehyung desperately tried to mask how fearful he was. he could barely control the tremor in his voice.

"nothing. you were just a drunk mess so i took you upstairs to sleep it off," jungkook informed while shrugging.

yeah, right.

"so you're telling me that even though you've been trying to have sex with me for weeks, you just left me to sleep instead of taking that chance?" taehyung shook his head in disbelief. "yeah, there's no way."

the weird part of all of this was that jungkook seemed so relaxed. everything taehyung said simply went through his head. it's almost as if he was used to sleeping with people on a daily basis, so none of taehyung's words took him by surprise.

"listen, kid," jungkook spoke up. he slipped on a white sleeveless shirt that accentuated his muscles. "yeah, i've been trying to fuck you for a while now and i eventually will, but i'm not gonna take advantage of you in that state. i just couldn't. believe me if you want."

taehyung looked down at his own thighs. he didn't know what to believe.

jungkook brought out his hand, revealing two medium-sized pills. "here, take this. it'll help the headache you're about to have."

taehyung swallowed the pills with ease. using his peripheral vision, he could see jungkook closely studying him to see if anything was wrong. taehyung fought the urge to blush.

god, he was being so nice. this whole perfect boyfriend demeanor that jungkook was giving off made it so much more difficult for taehyung to continue playing hard-to-get.

jungkook smirked. "i saw the way you took those pills. why didn't you tell me you were so good at swallowing?"

never mind.

"um, i hope you know that i'm waiting till marriage, so you might as well stop with the sexual jokes because you're not getting any of this," taehyung pointed at his body, "anytime soon."

"so? a man can dream."

a slight cough in front of them brought them apart and their heads to the left. they didn't even hear the door open.

"so you guys really left us last night to have sex while we were stuck cleaning up?" seokjin had his arms crossed against his chest. "last time i checked, neither of you pay the bills. now get the hell out my house before i kill you both."

jungkook rolled his eyes; he should've known. he could never spend a night at seokjin's mansion without getting rudely interrupted. sometimes he just wished seokjin would close his mouth and never open it again.

"first of all, we didn't have sex. i could've came back downstairs but i didn't want to leave taehyung alone." jungkook started getting annoyed. "second of all, you have a fucking maid. you didn't clean up anything."

there was a look of mild shock on seokjin's face. "how fucking dare you?" he stepped back with the feeling of embarrassment. it bothered him to the core whenever people successfully proved him wrong.

seokjin quickly turned to taehyung. he couldn't stand to look at jungkook anymore.

"anyways. tae, sweetheart, my parents will be home soon so i'd like it if you and your little boyfriend left my house as soon as you can."

taehyung shook his head in agreement. his visit at seokjin's mansion was long overdue. he jumped out of the large bed, beginning to observe himself in the mirror. he looked and felt like complete shit. "you're right. i need to go back to my apartment anyways."

"no. we're going to my house," jungkook ordered.

"y-your house?" taehyung's mind went blank. those words felt so overwhelming to him. how was he supposed to react to someone choosing to take care of him when he made it clear that there was no sex involved?

"no, i can't. i don't want to bother you."

taehyung could already tell by the determined expression on jungkook's face that he was not taking "no" for an answer.

truth is, taehyung wouldn't mind living with jungkook for a small period of time. all that was left in his apartment were fleas and the unstable mattress he slept on.

"fine, but only for a little bit."

jungkook ran his fingers through his middle-parted hair and fixed seokjin a stare that could've froze an ocean. "see you later, dumbass."

"oh, fuck you." seokjin threw up his crooked middle finger at jungkook before giving taehyung a side hug.

jungkook traveled down the stairs in a rush. taehyung had no idea what had him all riled up, but he just decided to follow his footsteps.

"wait, what's the rush?"

"i have a visitor at my house. we have to get there quick before they arrive," jungkook said.

the two grabbed their belongings and ran out so quickly they could've left a trail of color.

jeez, how important can this visitor be? taehyung thought.

seokjin sat in his armchair, legs crossed and fingers intertwined over one knee. he watched jungkook and taehyung leave his mansion with a huge grin on his face.

"what has you smiling so hard?" namjoon walked out the bathroom, immediately noticing the look on seokjin's face.

"told you my plan would work."

as the two finally arrived at jungkook's house, taehyung watched as jungkook effortlessly unlocked his door. taehyung had no idea why, but he found that action oddly attractive.

"aye, dokyeom?" jungkook spoke out in a monotone voice. "bring your stupid ass out here."

a lanky man somewhat far too tall for his physique came out from the hallway. although his legs walked slowly, each stride carried him further. taehyung presumed he was dokyeom.

"long time, no see, kook."

the two did their signature handshake as taehyung awkwardly stood there. he was too shy to speak up.

"dok, meet taehyung. he's a really good friend of mine," jungkook remarked. he wrapped his arm around taehyung's waist, slightly pushing him up to greet dokyeom.

"hi. i'm taehyung." taehyung felt his voice go three octaves higher. he always sounded like he inhaled gallons of helium when he was nervous.

dokyeom closely observed taehyung's tense body from his face to his ass. jungkook was looking away as he did this.

dokyeom grinned. "hello, taehyung. i hope we can be good friends."

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