They studied and worked silently for one and a half hour more, until Taehyung noticed something.

"Hey, Jungkook.." he said in a slightly confused voice, "aren't our parts overlapping here? Because I could've sworn I saw you write that down somewhere already."

Now confused aswell, Jungkook took the sheet of paper and compared it to the text passage in his book.

"You're right..."

"Can I read that quickly?" the older asked, pointing at his book.

Jungkook nodded absentmindedly and without a warning Taehyung bent down to have a look at the text. Taehyung put his hand on the headboard of the bed to allow himself to bend down more, which was way too close for Jungkook. The blonde was basically towering over the brunette now, which Taehyung was completely oblivious to.

In this position Jungkook was forced to smell Taehyung's sweet scent because he was dangerously close to the older's chest. The blonde's hoodie was exposing a little too much from the way he was bending down and Jungkook was even able to see a tiny bit of his chest beyond those delicious collarbones. Gulping slightly, Jungkook's gaze wandered to Taehyung's face, taking in his gorgeous features.

His sharp jawline, his slightly chubby but soft and squishy cheeks, his plump lips, his mesmerising black eyes, his fluffy blonde hair. And Jungkook knew that he wanted to touch all of it. Noticing the stare, Taehyung carefully looked down at the younger. Both sucked in a breath simultaneously, eyes widened to the size of plates. They were close, too close. But still, no one of them moved away.

Why though?

Well, because they felt something. The mysterious feeling, one acknowledging it more than the other, that told them to not move away and just to keep staring into each other's eyes. And for the first time in his life, Taehyung became kind of nervous while looking at soneone.

Jimin's words still ghosted around in his head and finally he noticed how extraordinarily beautiful Jungkook was. He found himself staring at Jungkook's glossy lips. Then his neck, which practically begged him to leave hickies behind, and back to his sparkly doe eyes.

Taehyung was so distracted, that he didn't notice his hand that was still resting on the headboard, slipped, causing the older to lose his balance and fall down.

Which accidentally led to his lips colliding with Jungkook's.

Both boys froze, eyes almost popping out of their heads as they felt their soft lips touch. The heartbeats were skyrocketing in split seconds, the shock so big that Taehyung and Jungkook didn't even think of pulling away. Slowly, the Maknae became aware of what they were doing and his face reddened more by each passing second.

He squeezed his eyes together, not knowing what to do. It was his first kiss after all. Until Taehyung moved his lips gently against the younger's, what had him gasping. Jungkook's eyes fluttered open only to see Taehyung's closed ones, lips still pressed against another.

Taehyung didn't know why he was doing this. Why was he even initiating the kiss? He had no idea. The blonde only knew that as soon as their lips touched, he was pulled into some kind of trance which made him wish to taste Jungkook's lips forever.

He opened his eyes to see Jungkook giving him shy glances while trying to keep up with the kiss. Taehyung giggled internally, Jungkook was so innocent and cute. Slipping his tongue past the younger's lips, a shudder overcame Jungkook's body, while he tightly closed his eyes and let out a little whine.

"N-ngh—"

That sound almost made the older lose his mind. All of those things he wanted to do with Jungkook—

Before he could think any further, Taehyung snapped out of his trance and quickly pushed himself away from the now quivering younger. Why did he do that to Jungkook? A million thoughts raced in Taehyung's mind while he tried not to show his obvious blush.

Carefully glancing at Jungkook, Taehyung restrained himself from pouncing onto the brunette by biting his lower lip, as he saw the state Jungkook was in.

His chest was heaving up and down rapidly and the poor boy was still trembling lightly due to shock. His cheeks were reddened, while his breath emitted in form of puffs from his beautifully swollen and pinkish lips. His eyes were hooded but Taehyung could clearly see the confusion in them.

"Hey guys, dinner is ready!"

Jungkook's mother burst into the room cheerfully, but her smile immediately dropped as she saw in what state the teens were in.

"Oh, did something happen?" she asked in a worried tone.

"Y-y-yeah! W-we're alright, m-mom!" Jungkook stuttered.

"W-we'll b-be downstairs i-in a m-minute."

Without saying another word, Ms. Jeon left, not asking any further. Silence entered the room, awkward silence. The two were looking anywhere except the other's eyes. Nervously, Jungkook started to play with the hem of his t-shirt.

"I-I—"

"Don't tell anyone what just happened. Forget about it." Taehyung cut him off harshly.

"O-oh, okay." Jungkook mumbled.

Taehyung huffed and walked towards the door.

"Wait!"

Taehyung flinched slightly as he felt Jungkook grab his wrist, stopping him from exiting the room.

"W-why did you do it though?" he stutterted shyly.

That was the question Taehyung feared. Because what was he supposed to say? I'm catching feelings for you? He also failed to notice Jungkook's voice shaking slightly from hope.

"I just got carried away." Taehyung mumbled and pulled his wrist out of the younger's grip to go downstairs, leaving Jungkook back.

"Carried away?" Jungkook whispered shakily, a hot tear slowly rolling down his cheek.

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