"How did your presentation go?" Taehyung asked Jungkook, playing with his hair.

"Well, I think. I'll find out next week. You finish those papers?" Jungkook questioned as he drew random objects on Taehyung's skin with his fingers.

Taehyung hummed in affirmation, pulling a section of Jungkook's hair down to his chin.

"I think I'm going to get my hair cut," Jungkook announced suddenly.

"No."

Jungkook peered up at Taehyung. "Why not? It's getting really long."

A slight flush tainted Taehyung's cheeks but he looked into Jungkook's eyes. "I want to pull your hair as I fuck you from behind."

"Whoa," Jungkook breathed.

Taehyung didn't know what had gotten into him. Maybe he was still on a high from his recent climax. Or still horny even. But still, telling his best friend he wanted to fuck him . . .

"Ah, I don't know what I just said. Please ignore me. I'm malfunctioning." Taehyung ran his hands over his eyes.

"Well one part of you isn't." Jungkook looked pointedly to Tae's hardening dick.

"Kill me now," Taehyung begged.

Jungkook chuckled. "Well we wouldn't want that. How'd I fuck you then? I'm pretty sure screwing a corpse is looked down upon."

The elder looked down at Jungkook. "Wait. What?"

Jungkook propped himself up on Taehyung's chest, elbows resting on his stomach and chest. "I don't know. Everything we've done together has been fun. So . . . I'd be open to trying it. Both ways."

Taehyung groaned. "Both ways?"

Jungkook smirked. "Me in you. And you in me. Fuck. That sounds hot."

Taehyung agreed. His dick definitely agreed. But he was conflicted. "Doesn't this make us . . . gay? Or bisexual?"

"I think we should stop thinking about labels," Jungkook said. "Look, we started this because of two reasons. One, we're best friends. And two - "

"We were horny as fuck?"

Jungkook poked him in the chest. "Yes, but I was going to put it more delicately. We're doing this for pleasure over attraction."

Taehyung frowned. He was certainly into it for the pleasure he received. But he did find himself attracted to Jungkook when they were getting hot and heavy. But was that only because his hormones were getting him revved up? It was like asking himself what came first, the chicken or the egg?

"And," Jungkook continued, "it's a different experience from anything we've ever had. I think we should just embrace it and not get too deep into what it means."

Jungkook was trying to convince himself as much as he was trying to convince Taehyung. He was fairly positive he sounded confident.

Taehyung sighed. "You're right. You know me, I just always overthink and overcomplicate things."

Jungkook smiled softly. "I know. That's why I'm here."

Taehyung smiled back. "Okay. So when do we start?"

"Now?" Jungkook asked.

"Now? Okay. Now!" Taehyung rolled Jungkook onto his back and hovered above him.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook asked.

"What the hell do you think I'm doing, Kook? I'm going to fuck you."

Jungkook gripped Taehyung's bare waist and flipped them over so he was now hovering above the elder. "No, I'm going to fuck you."

"We can't very well fuck each other at the same time," Taehyung stated.

Jungkook thought for a moment. "Rock, paper, scissors? Best two out of three."

"We're really going to let a game of rock, paper, scissors determine this?" Taheyung asked skeptically.

"You have a better way?"

Taehyung shoved Jungkook aside as he sat up. "Fine. Best two out of three."

The two counted down and threw out their hands.

"Hah!" Taehyung yelled. He had paper and Jungkook put out rock.

Jungkook grumbled before counting down again. This time he won, with scissors cutting paper.

"And now it gets interesting," Jungkook intoned. "You ready?"

Taehyung counted down and they threw out their hands.

"Fuck," they both said at the same time. Rock crushed scissors.

A smile erupted on the victor's face.

"Get ready for me, TaeTae!" Jungkook cheered.

Taehyung pouted. "Not fair. It was my idea."

Jungkook laughed. "Maybe you said it out loud first, but I've been thinking about this since we learned about Jin and Namjoon."

A groan escaped Taehyung's lips.

"Don't be a sore loser, Tae," Jungkook teased. "Although, when I'm through with you, you may very well be sore."

"Fuck you," Taehyung said without menace.

Jungkook pushed Taehyung down. "Soon, baby. Soon."

They stared at each other for a few moments, not saying anything.

"So," Taehyung broke the silence, "do you know what to do?"

Jungkook pumped himself a few times before situating himself between Taehyung's legs. "Yup."

The elder's eyes grew wide as Jungkook inched closer.

"Relax Tae, I got this." He aligned his length to the elder. "Just breathe."

His tip touched the edge of Taehyung's rim and an unsure look crossed Jungkook's face.

"Nope! Nope, nope, nope," Taehyung said as he pushed Jungkook away. "You have no idea what you're doing! And I don't know what to do, so I can't even tell you what to do!"

Jungkook groaned and sat back on his heels, frustrated.

"You were the one thinking about this for a week, apparently! Didn't you do any research?" Taehyung got up, looking for his boxers.

"No! I've had sex before, I know how to put my dick in someone." Jungkook ran a hand through his hair.

"I think it works a little differently this way, Kook."

"Maybe we should talk to Jin and Namjoon," the younger offered.

Taehyung pulled on his clothes, throwing Jungkook's briefs at him. "Do some research, dude. But do not ask them."

Jungkook threw his hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay."

Taehyung looked at the younger, who was sitting dejectedly on the bed. He started laughing.

"Why are you laughing at a time like this?" Jungkook asked, redness tinting his ears.

Taehyung tackled Jungkook on the bed, pulling them both down. "You . . . you thought . . . to just stick it in . . ." He cackled.

Jungkook hit Taehyung on the arm without force. "Stop," he whined.

"We really do live under a rock," Taehyung said, recalling Jimin's words.

"I'm sure Jin and Namjoon wouldn't mind giving us some pointers," Jungkook prompted again, allowing Taehyung to run his hands through his hair again.

"We're not asking them for sex help," Taehyung declared.

Taehyung's phone buzzed and he grabbed it from the edge of the bed.

"Speak of the devils," Taehyung muttered, reading a text from Jin sent to the group.

"What?" Jungkook asked, trying to see the elder's phone. He had left his own in the living room.

Taehyung handed Jungkook his phone. "Jin and Namjoom called a 'family meeting' for tomorrow morning. They have to tell us something."

Jungkook read the text. "You think they're going to tell us about them dating?"

Taehyung nodded. "Possibly. Are we supposed to act surprised?"

Jungkook pulled his best shocked face and Taehyung laughed softly, poking him in the cheek.

"Yeah, we'll need to work on that."