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Jungkook could easily describe himself as an observer. (Not in a creepy way, believe me). He would say there were only a few things that could be missed by his eyes. And that alone could be the biggest reason why he insisted on pursuing his dream as a photographer.

Unfortunately studying photography and being a photographer are two completely different things in Jungkook’s world. Yes, he was able to convince his parents to apply for a minor in photography but they insisted he could only go through with his choice if he applied for a business major as well.

Carrying on with the family business and all this shit.

Jungkook knew it wasn’t exactly ideal, but that didn’t stop him from trying. Even though he would have to wear high-fashion suits in a near future, he could still see himself having photography as a hobby, observing and capturing the beauty around him and that was enough for him.

Funnily enough, for Jungkook, the inspiration for his photographs never seemed to come from people, maybe because of his lack of deep social experiences, always isolating himself from the rest of the world. His parents’ relationship serving as his biggest exemple on how to behave, how to talk, how to love... He never felt that he could genuinely be inspired by them. Of course there were other people in Jungkook's life, his own group of friends, for exemple. But he just couldn't relate them to his art somehow.

Playing videogames at home, eating at his favorite restaurant or attending everyday classes were seen as trivial activities for him. Some of those could even bring him a sense of joy, of course, but they didn't inspire him either. The will to create truly comes for Jungkook when he decides to drive somewhere far from the city, where he's surrounded by green landscapes and spends the whole day picturing the most beautiful frames with his camera.

Nature was indeed his biggest inspiration, until he saw him for the very first time.

This boy came through the university’s gates with a few books under his arms. His lean body and perfect proportions made Jungkook stop in his tracks. Even though he believed he knew the face of almost everyone here, he's sure he's never seen this boy around. Could he be a transfer student? Or maybe he came to visit someone… either way, Jungkook felt himself get lost in time until Yoongi came looking for him.

“Hey! Jungkook! Where were you, man? Class is about to start.”

“Sorry, hyung. I-I just thought I saw something…”

“You can take your pretty pictures later, kid. Let’s go. Professor Song is not the friendliest, you know this. Come on!”

Yoongi was fast to put his arm around Jungkook’s shoulder to get him inside the classroom. He could hear his friend muttering some words, but he couldn’t allow himself to pay attention to anything else, he could only think about that face he had just seen. He swears he’d never seen someone so beautiful and ethereal.

During the rest of the class, Jungkook was doing his best to pay attention to Mr. Song’s words but his mind was still clouded with images of the boy.

Angelic face and perfect body, his hair, an ash blonde, falling into place like dominoes, as Taylor Swift would say. Either way, all these lyric descriptions didn't make him justice, though. This boy's beauty was out of this world.

After two hours of intense daydreaming and torture, he came out of the building with Yoongi and Hoseok, both of his friends discussing something that was said during class.

“How about some lunch?” - Hobi smiled enthusiastically at the other two.

“Hmm, I don’t know guys, I’ll probably head home, I’m not feeling so good.” Jungkook couldn't grasp exactly what he was feeling, he had this strange warmth bubbling up inside him that he couldn’t describe. Maybe he's coming down with the flu or something.

“Kook, what’s up with you? Are you sick?” Yoongi had probably noticed his weird mood since early that day.

And when he was about to answer them, the strange beautiful boy came to his vision again.

“Why are you looking at Kim like he’s your lost soulmate or something?” Yoongi’s voice got him out of his own head once again, making him cough with his own spit.

“Um… What are you talking about? Who the hell is Kim?”

“You don’t know who Kim Taehyung is? Pillow princess Kim Taehyung? Aka the infamous bubblegum bitch who is rumored to have slept with half of the Literature building?” Hobi also seems to know about this Kim person, so why is he the only one who doesn’t?

“Princess…bubblegum… what the hell? How have I never heard of him or have seen him around before?”

“Maybe because his building is on the other side of the campus or maybe because you’re never at the parties I’m always insisting you to come?” Yoongi sounds like he’s spitting some facts and honestly he isn’t lying, Jungkook hates parties.

“Shit, I thought I knew everyone in our university…”

“Wow, popular boy. Come down off your high horse, will ya? It's almost impossible for you to know every single one of the students. You’re pretty well known here, of course. With your cold exterior and distant personality, everyone wants a piece of Jeon Jungkook, but you’re also not present in any of the social events we hold, so of course there are faces you won’t recognize.” Yoongi continues.

“Fuck this useless parties you go to, with cheap booze and people throwing up all over the place.”

“Kookie, Kookie… my fellow Kookie, if you came to at least one of the parties, you’d see that there’s way more to them than you’re describing there.” Hobi says while putting his arms around Jungkook’s shoulder, giving him a side hug.

“If you’re talking about hookups, I’m also good at that department, thanks. I don’t actually need to go find people, people find me. Honestly, I don’t really know how they get my number, but at least I’m getting some action without much effort. So that works for me.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re hooking up, buddy. But if you wanna tap that, I’d suggest you to come to this next party on Friday, because that’s where Kim’s going to be and I can assure you, that is probably the only way you can talk to him.” Yoongi says while looking at Kim Taehyung who’s saying goodbye to his group of friends.

“Why is he making himself so unapproachable? Who does he think he is? A true princess?” Jungkook scoffs, not believing Yoongi’s words about the aforementioned boy.

With a tired look, Yoongi gives Jungkook his last piece of honest advice. “Dude, you’re literally the most unapproachable person on this campus. I don’t even know how we’re friends with you, to be honest.”

“Come on, Yoongs. Let’s get some lunch, I’m starving.” Hobi lets Jungkook go and pulls Yoongi to the main gate.

“Yah, Kook! I’m serious about the party. Think about my proposition, and most importantly, think about Kim’s ass under you, okay?” Yoongi winks at him before heading out with Hobi beside him.

Jungkook thought that it would take a lot more than that simple conversation to convince him to go to that party on Friday. It took him months just for him to open up to Hobi and Yoongi, let alone be comfortable enough to go out with them. But seeing Kim Taehyung during that whole week was doing things to his heart, mind and dick, so by the end of his class on Friday he was sure he couldn’t miss this opportunity to meet the boy. If Kim was aware of Jungkook’s eyes on him during the last few days, he wasn’t showing it at all. He not once shared a glance towards Jungkook and that alone was making him somehow restless and anxious, because Jungkook knew he had to do so much more than just look at him to get the blonde boy's attention.

That was the hardest part for Jungkook, the chase. The get-to-know, the first meetings, the flirting. Jungkook didn’t know how to do those, people came to him looking for one night stands, and honestly, he couldn’t even remember most of their faces. And for him, it was better that way.

From Jungkook
hey hyung, you still going to that party tonight?

From Yoongi
Hello? Who is this and what have you done to Jungkook?

From Jungkook
ha. ha. very funny.

From Yoongi
Are you seriously asking me about a party?

From Jungkook
hyung, just drop it. i just wanna see with my own eyes if these parties are all of that you guys keep rambling about

From Yoongi
Wow, you’re really whipped for Kim’s ass, aren’t you?

From Jungkook
and what if i am? let’s see if he’s really a princess after all

From Yoongi
Okay, then..... Meet me at mine at 9, we’ll go from there

Can’t believe I’m taking you to your first party… they grow up so fast… :')

From Jungkook
istg hyung, if you keep saying this shit at the party i’m leaving

From Yoongi
I’m messing with you, Kook. C’mon, there’s no turning back now. See you later.

From Jungkook
bye hyung

Saying that Jungkook was nervous tonight was a huge understatement. He wasn’t self-conscious about his appearance, neither his choice of clothes, he just didn’t know what to expect. Would there be a lot of people? Or would it be just some close friends hanging? Would there be loud music, people dancing on tables, getting naked and high or would there be more like a calm and elegant atmosphere?

When he finally get into the venue, he realized it was neither the first scenario or the latest, it was somewhere in between. It didn’t feel suffocating but it was definitely a lot more people than he’s used to. The music was ok, nothing he haven’t heard in the radio before. There was some kind of improvised dance floor, a small bar and a pool outside.

Before he could observe more about the place, a nice voice startled him and his friends.

“Oh well, look who’s here tonight and bringing new faces, I see…”

The voice came from a pretty boy who was holding a drink on his hand. He was shorter than Jungkook, probably the same height as Yoongi. The smirk was obvious on his face, making Jungkook question the real intention behind his approach.

“Hey, Jimin.”

“Hi, Yoongi.”

“Jimin, this is Jungkook, Jungkook this is Jimin.”

“Hey.” Jungkook answered shortly. It wasn't exactly on purpose, he just didn't know how to make small talk with new people.

“Not much of a talker, are you? Guess the rumors are true, after all.”

“What rumors?” Unfortunately that comment didn't sit well with him. Are people talking shit about him behind his back?

“I’m sure Jimin doesn’t mean anything bad, right Jimin?”

“Oh, of course not, it’s just that it’s hard to see you around. Everyone keeps talking about you but no one actually sees you, you know? Almost like a ghost or something.”

“Do I look like a ghost to you?” The fact that there might be people around campus talking shit about him and judging him for not being the perfect social butterfly made him slightly annoyed.

“Hey, hey...easy... C’mon, buddy. Let’s get you some drinks, you need to relax a little. Thanks for having us, Jimin.”

Yoongi led Jungkook to the bar so they could get some booze.

“Are you fucking him?” Was the first thing Jungkook asked when they reached the bar.

“What? Why would you think that?” Yoongi sounded a bit defensive, but Jungkook knew he had no reason to lie to him.

“Well, I’ve never heard you talking about a Jimin before and you two looked quite friendly over there…”

“He’s just famous around campus and this is his house by the way. He’s known for throwing these parties, and guess what? He’s Kim’s bestfriend, so if you’re still on that mission to make Taehyung fall in love with you, you better get along with Jimin, or else-"

“Who said anything about falling in love? I just find him hot.” (and beautiful, and angelic, but no one needs to know that)

“Either way, you have to chill… if you’re going to spend the night in that mood, you’re leaving alone and blue balled. So drink this shit, and let’s party!!!"

“Why are you so happy? Are you sure you’re not fucking Jimin?”

Of course Jungkook knew Taehyung would appear sooner or later, but he wasn’t expecting the other to show up wearing the most sinful outfit he’s ever seen. Now, he could be exaggerating a little, maybe it was just a normal crop top and jeans, but Taehyung made sure it looked like it was made for him to wear it and he honestly couldn’t believe his eyes, it was almost like he was hypnotized by him.

Jungkook was sitting in a sofa near the bar area, trying to maintain his cool. Trying to pretend he wasn’t that affected by Taehyung’s presence. Yoongi was around there somewhere but Jungkook felt completely alone and what he had previously thought it was gonna be easy, turned out to be the most difficult thing he had ever had to do. He couldn’t even think about giving the first step towards the beautiful boy. How would he approach him? He thought he was going to spend the rest of the night like this. Longing for this boy, looking and observing him from afar... close yet so far.

Jungkook doesn’t know if the gods were playing with him, but the next thing he knows, Taehyung is going to the dance floor and starts dancing, right in front of him. Suddenly Jungkook doesn’t know how to breathe properly. How can someone be this beautiful and sexy? telepatía by Kali Uchis is playing in the background as Taehyung slowly feels himself and dances like no one else. Jungkook quickly looks around to see if other people are also hypnotized by Taehyung’s moves but it looks like everybody else is enjoying themselves, talking to each other, laughing and dancing and the only person Taehyung is dancing for is Jungkook.

Could he be misinterpreting things? Maybe he got it all wrong and the blonde is not even aware of his presence. He was almost certain it was all in his head until the bridge came through and Kim Taehyung finally looked directly into his eyes.

It was like Jungkook couldn’t breathe. It was dark but Taehyung kept staring at him while singing the lyrics, dancing in the most alluring way possible.

He honestly didn’t know what to do next. He was trapped between letting this little devil keep playing with him or letting him know he was interested. But how?

Taehyung didn’t give him much time to decide, he approached him first.

“Hey pretty boy, you don’t dance?”

“Actually I don’t, thanks for asking...”

“Oh so I guess you like watching people dance, then.”

“Just you, I like watching you dance.”

“Hmm, is that so?” Taehyung says while flicking his chin and sitting beside him on the sofa. There was a lot of space, but he chose to be close to Jungkook. Not that he’s complaining.

“Yeah...” He tried to sound as calm as possible, hoping Taehyung doesn’t notice the tension on his voice.

“I’m Kim Taehyung and you are…?”

“I’m Jeon. Jeon Jungkook.”

“Nice to give my admirer a name.” A smirk is fast to appear on the boy's face.

“Admirer?” Jungkook scoffs nervously at Taehyung’s words. “What makes you say that?"

“Maybe the fact that you’ve been eye-fucking me for the last few days?” He’s now so so close. He can feel the boy's breath on his lips. “What? You thought that I wouldn’t notice? The way your eyes were on me all the time? I can see that you want me, so… what are you waiting for, pretty boy?”

“You’re crazy for believing that, Kim.”

“You’re really gonna play that Kim card? Well, here I thought you were different.”

“Look, I-“

“Save it, Jungkook. I can’t believe I wasted my precious minutes with you. I have places to be, so if you excuse me.”

“Taehyung! Wait!”

The other was fast to disappear into the crowd.

Yoongi came seconds later, watching Taehyung getting up from the sofa and leaving Jungkook alone.

“Trouble in paradise already?”

“Shut up, hyung.”

“Hey, what the hell happened? I thought you and Kim were getting pretty cosy.”

“Oh, we were alright. Until I fucked it up, because that’s the only thing I know how to do well, fuck things up.”

“Hey hey hey, calm down. I’m sure we can make this work, okay? Tell me what went wrong.”

“He noticed me hyung, at school. He noticed those times I was looking at him.”

“Well, it wasn’t that hard to miss, you look whipped every time he shows up.”

“You’re not helping me here, thanks.”

“Sorry, bud. Go on.”

“So he knew all this time that I was into him and he just used this against me, saying that I wanted him and I was his admirer and shit.”

“Well... in some twisted way you are, don’t you think?”

“I guess, but he just gets on my nerves, the way he thinks so highly of himself, like he was just waiting for me to get into his trap, I’m not that stupid, hyung.”

“Kook, I’m sorry, but you’re so fucking stupid.”

“Hyung? What the fuck? Which side are you on?”

“Jungkook, listen to me. You’ve been whipped for this guy for days, you came here just to meet him. And don’t try to deny it, you know I’m right. You came here and when he finally gives you a chance, you let your fucking pride get in the way? Dude, this is Kim Taehyung we’re talking about, please. Almost any guy and girl would die to be on your shoes right now.”

“Well, and I’m Jeon Jungkook, I shouldn’t be begging for his attention. He should be begging for mine.”

“You know what? Enjoy your own company for tonight, Jungkook. I’m trying to help you, kid. I really am. But if you don’t watch that goddamn ego of yours, you’re gonna be alone forever.”

Jungkook scoffs bitterly. That’s actually fine. He knows how to be alone quite damn well. So he decides to drink his last beer and then go home, because this whole party experience was a completely waste of time in his opinion.

He decides to use the bathroom before leaving, looking for one that was the closest to him. But when he reaches the door, he hears someone crying.

“Hey, is someone there? I really need to use the bathroom.”

“Fuck off, can’t you see it’s busy?”

“Taehyung? Is that you? Are you crying?”

“Who’s this? Leave me alone, please.”

“It’s Jungkook. Let me in, are you alright?”

Suddenly the door gets opened and reveals Taehyung with a crying face and Jungkook realizes he doesn’t like seeing him like this.

“Now you wanna talk, Jeon? How nice of you. Can you leave me alone? I’m not In the mood to deal with you right now.”

Taehyung was about to close the door again when Jungkook put his foot in the way to prevent the boy from doing it.

“Please, let me explain. You’re not crying because of me, right?”

“Right, Jeon. Because the world revolves around you and only you.”

“Then what is going on? Aren’t parties supposed to be fun? Why are you crying in the bathroom?”

Taehyung seems to be okay with his company for now, he sits on the sink while Jungkook closes the door again e puts his back against it.

“Well, I was trying to have fun, but some guy just ruined it all for me.”

“Are you sure this is not about me? Look, I’m sorry if-“

“Jeon, look. I was pissed at you, okay? I’m not gonna like, I wanted you to do something back there and you didn’t so as soon as I left I went around looking for someone else to hook up with. I wanted to feel something tonight so I found this guy, he’s just someone I have some classes with, he texts me sometimes so I thought why not? But as soon as things started to get more spicy, I realized I didn’t want it anymore, you know? So I asked him to back off and he didn’t. I was so scared, I pushed him off and came back down as fast as I could.”

“Taehyung, who is this guy? What's his fucking name? Let’s go after him, we need to do something about it!”

“Jungkook, please. What world do you live in? This is probably the hundredth time this happens to me. Every guy I try to hook up with, ends up being an abusive jerk. I’m tired of trying to talk about it, to my friends, classmates, even professors, it’s always the same shit. I’m just tired, ok?”

“You can’t normalize this shit only because it happens all the time. This is wrong, Taehyung. You can’t let people treat you that way.”

“Easy for you to say, right? You’re probably on the other side of things. Playing with people, having them under your spell, using them and then discarding them without even thinking about it twice.”

“What are you talking about? You know nothing about me. We literally just met.”

“I don’t believe in pretty guys like you anymore, Jungkook. Your eyes may say one thing, but your promises are always so empty.”

“Stop projecting those jerks on me, I’m nothing like them.”

“Funny… they all say exactly that.”

Jungkook felt helpless. He was trying to convince the blonde in front of him that he could be different and he knew he could, because deep down he felt the need to make up for every shit Taehyung had gone through. He didn't know why, but he did.

“How can I prove it to you?” He took a step closer to him, just enough to look directly into his eyes.

Taehyung looks at him like he’s reading him. His eyes scan his whole face looking for something that will reveal that Jungkook is lying to him. But he’s not. He’s glad he ended up in this bathroom with Taehyung. He’s not glad to see Taehyung crying, but he’s glad they’re being vulnerable with each other and he hopes that the boy allows him to help him heal somehow.

“Ok, we can start by going upstairs. But just to talk. Nothing more, ok?”

“Ok, princess. Lead the way.”

Taehyung takes him upstairs to one of the rooms that are empty. He’s probably familiarized with all the rooms since this is his best friend’s house. Jungkook follows him until they're finally alone, he can still hear the music playing somewhere far, but the silence engulfs them and suddenly he can only hear his own heart beating.

He knows Taehyung had said they would only talk, but he’s still nervous about being in a room with him, just the two of them.

“What are you waiting for? Let’s lay down for a bit.”

“We came here to sleep, princess?”

It’s dark but he swears he can see a faint crimson color come to Taehyung’s face because of the nickname.

“Why do you keep calling me princess? And no, we came here to talk, so let’s lay down and have some chat.”

Without arguing, they lay down close enough so their shoulders are brushing, but both of them looking up at the ceiling.

“I think princess suits you... but I can call you other things too if you want, I don’t mind.”

“I thought you were going for Kim a bit earlier, what changed, Jeon?”

“Nothing’s changed, I’m just trying to see which one riles you up more.”

“Baby.”

“What?”

“Baby definitely riles me up more.”

“Really? That basic? I thought you were more of a “doll” kind of person.”

Suddenly the room was quiet. Jungkook thought he could have offended him somehow, so he looked to his side and to his shock, Taehyung was a blushing mess and looking somehow…breathless?

“Nobody has ever called me doll before.”

“What do you mean? Not even in bed? Really?”

He just shook his head, still blushing. Jungkook couldn’t grasp exactly what it was, but something about Taehyung’s reactions was making him think about all these guys he was with. Didn’t they treat him right? Were they all too rough with him? God, he swears he was getting more and more upset about this.

“I-i like it, though.”

“Alright, doll. Noted. Anything more you’d like to share?”

“Enough about me... I'm actually curious about you. W-what’s your favorite position?”

What the fuck? First he leads me to a dark room in the middle of a party and now he wants to “talk” about sex positions? I see how it is… but two can play this game, Taehyung. Two can play this game.

Jungkook lets out a small cough.

“Well, I guess it depends on the person I’m doing it with and also my mood at the moment. But I have to admit I love when they’re on all fours for me. I swear it’s the prettiest of views.”

“You pervert!” Taehyung fucking giggles and bumps their shoulders playfully.

“You asked me about my favorite position and I’m the pervert?”

“Oh, you’re definitely more perverted than I am.”

“With the way you were swaying your hips downstairs earlier? I doubt it, princess.”

“What does dancing have to do with anything?”

“You’re really going there?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, for starters. The song. You were literally singing about making love while looking at me. Second of all, the way you move, Taehyung. God, I swear I almost bursted a nut right there.”

“Ew, I was just trying to gain your attention. I like your eyes on me.”

Jungkook ignores the fleeting feeling in his stomach at his words. Were his eyes saying things he wasn’t aware of?

“So you’re saying you weren’t dancing with second intentions…?”

“I’m not saying I didn’t have any intentions in mind, but I wasn’t really thinking about the consequences. I was just dancing and trying to get you to talk to me. But as we can see, I have to do all the work here…” He sighs playfully.

“Hey, what do you mean? I came here today. I never go to parties, never.”

“So you’re saying…”

Fuck. He’s going to make me say it, isn’t he? I swear to God, I’m usually not that whipped.

“I’m saying that I came to see you, happy?”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why? I saw you at uni and I thought today was a chance to meet you, so I came.”

“Do you regret it?”

“Why would I? I’m here with you now, aren’t I?”

“Yes… but we’re not fucking, I thought that was what you wanted, right? To come meet me so we can fuck?”

“Tae, what did I tell you downstairs? I’m not like those abusive assholes you told me about.”

Jungkook felt Taehyung’s eyes on him, but he wasn’t saying anything. He was doing it again, he was trying to read Jungkook, like he was still doubting his words.

“Look, Taehyung,” He decided to turn into his side to look properly at the boy so he can see he's being honest.

“I’m not gonna lie and tell you that I’m the most romantic person you’ll meet, because I’m not. I’ve never dated anyone and everyone I’ve been with until now were either quick hook ups or one night stands. But I can assure you I won’t do anything you don’t want to. If you want to keep talking until we fall asleep, it’s okay with me, if you’re tired and feels like taking a nap, let’s do it. If you want me to leave, I’mma be a bit disappointed, but that’s okay because I came here to meet you and I did so I’m happy just for the fact that I can be with you like this and-"

Suddenly he feels soft lips against his own. He didn’t understand it at first but then he realized that Taehyung was kissing him. Beautiful, angelic Taehyung was kissing him. He couldn’t believe that after all these days looking at him from afar, he was now so close to him. His mind was telling him to be careful with his next action, because he felt like Taehyung was still shaken about what had happened earlier, but when he felt the other trying to deepen the kiss, he gain the courage to do more. So he put his arms around the blonde’s waist, feeling it so tiny on his hands.

Pressing their chests together, Taehyung put one of his legs around Jungkook while his hands found the hairs around Jungkook's nape. The kiss was so intense and telling, like they couldn’t get enough of each other.

“Please, Jungkook-" Taehyung said between kisses.

“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want.” He swears he could feel the goosebumps on Taehyung’s skin as he reacted to the pet name.

“Please touch me.” The boy keeps kissing him, like it wasn’t enough.

“I’m touching you, Tae…" He lets out a small breathless laugh.

“More, Jungkookie. Please…” He’s pouting now and Jungkook swears he can’t deal with Taehyung’s cuteness.

But Jungkook knows he still needs to be cautious. He couldn’t let his horny self get in the way of making Taehyung feel safe.

With that in mind he put the boy directly on his lap, manhandling him so they’re now sitting on the bed with Taehyung straddling him. He continues to kiss his lips, and also his neck and collarbones, just testing the waters to see if can get positive reactions from the other boy. He notices how sensitive he is, and how the smallest kisses e touches can make him shiver.

He’s still trailing kisses around his neck when Jungkook slips his hands that were on his waist to his ass, grabbing it tentatively. Taehyung moans in response so Jungkook takes this as a good sign.

“Is that good baby?”

“Yes, please, touch me more. I love your hands on me.”

So he did, he felt more confident and started to pull up Taehyung’s shirt, getting the boy shirtless so he could give attention to one of his nipples, making the boy on top of him squirm with pleasure.

“So sensitive, doll. Do you like being held like this? Being taken care of?”

“Yes, Jungkook. Please, take off your shirt too. I wanna see you.”

Without arguing, he takes off his shirt and lets Taehyung admire is body. The boy seems entranced. He looks so beautiful like this. His lips all swollen, his hair a bit messy, looking at Jungkook with glossy eyes.

“Like what you see?”

Taehyung realized he was staring so he suddenly got shy, hiding his face on Jungkook’s neck.

“I’m sorry.” His muffled giggles are low, but Jungkook swears it’s the best sound he’s ever heard.

“Why are you sorry? Hey, look at me.”

Jungkook’s arms are back on his waist, caressing him. He looks so perfect like this, right between his arms. Jungkook almost forgot they were at a party, for a second he got lost in Taehyung’s lips and body. And he honestly doesn’t feel like finding a way out.

“Are you okay, do you wanna keep going?”

Taehyung pecks his lips a few times before sighing loudly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Jungkook, I need to tell you something.”

“What is it, Tae?”

Taehyung’s eyes starts to get glossy again, but not in the good way. Was he hurt? Did Jungkook hurt him?

“Tae, please. Talk to me. I’m sorry if it was too fast. You told me to keep going, I-“

“No… Jungkook, listen. You didn’t do anything wrong. Quite the opposite. You’re the first one that made me feel safe enough to…”

“To what?”

“I’m a virgin, Jungkook. There, I said it. So now you’re free to enjoy your party, or go home or whatever you wanna go do.”

He starts to get off of Jungkook’s lap assuming the other will give up on being with him just because of what he’s shared.

“Wait, Tae. Look at me, let’s talk. I don’t have anywhere else I wanna be, okay?” The blonde hesitates a little but eventually decides to stay on his lap. Jungkook is relieved, he doesn’t want to let go of him just yet.

“You don’t have to lie to me, okay? I get it. I’m not the pillow princess Taehyung everyone keeps talking about. I know the nickname came from this, I’m not that stupid.”

“Okay… then some rumors about you are not true, so what? People say a lot of shit about me too.”

“It’s not the same, I’m pretty sure you’re not a virgin.”

“Tae, look at me. What are you really afraid of? You said no one had made you feel safe before, is that true?”

“Yeah, I mean… some guys were nice, I guess. But I was never really feeling it, you know? I guess it wasn’t the right time yet.”

“Of course, and you’re having doubts right now too, right? With me?”

“I don’t know… ever since I noticed you, I enjoyed the way you looked at me. It wasn’t just a lustful look, you know? I saw something else… but maybe I’m just being delusional.”

“You’re not, Tae. I swear I couldn’t believe my eyes the first time I saw you. And I know it sounds like I’m saying this just to get in your pants, but I swear it’s not that.”

“So you don’t want to get in my pants…?” Taehyung is smiling like he wants a certain answer from Jungkook.

“Well, I’m not opposed to it…” They share a laugh.

“I mean, look at you. How can I say no to you when you fit so perfectly in my lap like that?”

“Do you know what else would be perfect right now? If you could kiss me again.”

They went back to the rhythm they were before, with soft kisses and touches. Slowly, Jungkook inverted their positions so he could be on top while putting Taehyung with his back on the bed. He kept kissing him and caressing his waist and hips. He remembered how the other boy reacted when Jungkook had his tongue on his nipples, so he went back to that too and it worked again. Soon enough, Taehyung was a moaning mess under him. He could feel himself getting hard just because of Taehyung’s sultry voice.

“You’re hard already, Jungkookie. Do you want me to take care of it?”

“Don’t worry about me, Tae. Today is about you and only you. I wanna make you feel good, hm?”

“P-please, make me feel good, Jungkook.”

“You need to tell me what you want, baby.”

Taehyung replies with a loud moan. He must really love that pet name.

“Hm, baby… you need to use words. Come on, tell me what you want.”

“Can you touch me down there?”

“Where baby? Here?” He says while palming the boy’s dick through his jeans. “Or there?” His hands travel somewhere around his hole. “There, please. Touch me there.” He was definitely talking about his ass. Okay, then.

“Okay, let’s get you off of this jeans first, okay?” Taehyung nods and proceeds to help Jungkook get rid of his pants.

He decides to leave the underwear on, at least for now. So he starts palming Taehyung while trailing kisses down his legs and thighs.

“So pretty, so perfect for me…”

“Jungkookie...” He’s already a moaning mess, arching his back just from this fleeting touches and kisses.

Jungkook decides to tease a little, as he begins to bring his mouth closer to his dick, trying to make the boy feel good.

“I can’t wait any longer, please do something…”

“Are you sure, baby?”

“Yes! Please, stop teasing and get on with it…”

“Tsk, tsk… look who’s being a brat… I’m just taking care of you, doll.”

Without waiting any longer, he puts down the boy’s underwear, revealing his aching cock, already hard, begging to be touched. So Jungkook brings his hand to the other’s cock, trying his best to give him some pleasure and it seems to work because Taehyung is arching his back even more now, grabbing the sheets with both of his hands.

“Jungkookie, your hands… they’re so rough, so good around me, please…”

“Shit, Tae. Do you like it? How my fingers feel around your cock?”

“Yes, I wanna feel them all over me please, I wanna feel them inside me too…”

“Fuck baby, you can’t say these things to me…please, turn over so I can take care of it, then.”

If Jungkook was already enchanted by Taehyung’s body, nothing could have prepared him for the moment he saw his ass. It was the most beautiful pare of cheeks he has ever seen. He was not even exaggerating.

He was lost for words and only realized he spend a few seconds staring because Taehyung was putting his ass in the air, impatient, wanting Jungkook’s hands on him.

Jungkook started spreading his cheeks carefully and also trailing kisses all over it, preparing Taehyung for the next step. He grabbed it a little harder and made the boy squirm and ask for more between gasps.

“So beautiful, you don’t even know how beautiful you are…”

“Please, Jungkookie. Open me up, I’m ready for you…”

“Holy shit, okay. Tae, do you have any lube and condoms around here? We’re going to need them.”

“Yeah, Jimin keeps them right there in the side table.”

Jungkook finds the lube and comes back immediately, not wanting to waste any more time, he just wants to give Taehyung everything he wishes and more. He starts coating his fingers with lube, and slowly presses the first one inside his hole. The boy gasps under him but tells him to keep going, so he does.

“Does it hurt, baby?”

“It does a little, but you can keep going. Another one, please…”

“Alright, tell me if it gets too much, okay?”

He nods but keeps grinding himself on Jungkook’s finger like he’s testing the waters. Jungkook can see that he’s already feeling a lot more pleasure than pain, so he inserts a third one.

“J-jungkookie, ah… it feels so…”

“How do you feel, baby? Do you feel good, hm?” He keeps pressing his three fingers in and out while kissing one of his cheeks.

“I feel so good, but also so empty. I need your cock, please… I wanna feel full.”

“I swear to god, Tae. You’re going to kill me...”

“Please, don’t die before you fuck me!”

They both share a breathless laugh at Taehyung’s words.

“I won’t, Tae… how do you want it?”

“Y-you said earlier that you like fucking people from behind, right?”

“Whatever you want, Tae. I want you to feel comfortable.”

“Then I wanna try it.”

“Okay, baby. So get on your hands and knees for me, hm?”

Jungkook almost forgot that he was still with his pants on and how his own cock was feeling neglected. He was fast to get it all off before putting on a condom and spreading some of the lube around him.

He could see that Taehyung was trying to look back at Jungkook, anticipating his actions.

“Shh, baby… it’s okay. I’m going to take care of you…”

Taehyung nods, his face showing some apprehension.

“I’m going in. If you need me to stop, just say the word and I’ll stop, okay?”

“Okay… please don’t take too long...”

Without any more words, Jungkook slowly enters Taehyung, being careful not to hurt him.

“You’re too big, Jungkookie!”

“I’m not even half way in, baby. Are you sure do you wanna keep going?”

“Yes, please. I don’t want you to stop.”

Jungkook then presses deeper inside him, feeling Taehyung’s walls around his dick and it feels amazing. He needs to control himself, he can’t give in to his urges so fast. But after a few seconds, he finds a slow rhythm. He hears the moans coming from Taehyug so he knows he can keep going.

“Does it feel good, doll?”

“Yes, kookie. It feels so good...”

“You’re so beautiful like this, you have no idea.”

“Please, faster. You can go faster.”

So Jungkook does. He starts to slam his cock harder and faster, but not so much. Only enough to get Taehyung on his edge and to make him feel good.

“You’re doing so well, baby. So well…”

“K-kookie, please. Can I touch myself?”

“I’ll do it for you, baby. C’mere”

He pulls Taehyung up into his embrace, circling one of his arms around his waist and the other one around the other’s cock. Taehyung’s back is now pressed to Jungkook’s chest, not leaving any space between them. Jungkook speeds up his pace while pumping the boy’s cock at the same time and rhythm.

“Hey baby, look at me.”

Taehyung turns his head and looks at him, pulls him even more close so they can kiss. The angle is not the most favorable, but they still make it work. With Taehyung’s hand around Jungkook's neck for balance, they share a wet kiss, both of them feeling close to their own release.

They look at each other’s eyes once again and Jungkook swears he feels his own emotions bubbling up inside him. It’s so intense and genuine that he almost cries right there.

“Come on, baby. Come for me, I’m getting there with you too. Come on… let go...”

“J-jungkookie…I’m-” So he lets go. And seconds later, Jungkook comes inside him too.

They’re both getting out of the daze, clearly emotional and breathless. Taehyung untangles himself from Jungkook, laying back on the bed.

“Are you okay?” Jungkook asks him while laying down by his side.

“Yeah…I feel great, thank you, Jungkookie”

They share a look and Taehyung looks so radiant, smiling so big that Jungkook can’t help it but kiss him again.

And for the next ten minutes, the room is filled with kissing sounds and giggles, the party downstairs long forgotten.

3 months later

If it wasn’t for the annoying sound of his alarm clock, Jungkook is almost sure he would’ve spend the rest of the morning sleeping. See, it’s wasn’t exactly his fault that his bed was the best place for him to be at the moment. The most comfortable set of pillows and sheets and of course his beautiful boyfriend sleeping in his arms.

It’s been almost 2 months that Taehyung and him had made things official, but he just couldn’t get used to waking up to his face. It felt like he was trapped in a dream that he refused to wake up from.

“Hm… good morning, baby.” Taehyung looks up at him, using his chest as a pillow.

“How did I get so lucky, huh?” He answers while looking at his boyfriend's eyes and caressing his blonde hair.

“Stop being a sap and kiss me good morning, Kook. You know I can’t start my day without my morning kisses.”

So they kissed and enjoyed each other's company some more.

“Okay, enough kisses, baby..." He says whilst giving his boyfriend a few more pecks. He was a weak man, after all. "We need to go now if we still wanna get the morning light in the pics.”

“You're right, Kookie. Let's go!"

It was a Saturday morning. They've decided earlier that week that Taehyung would accompany Jungkook to one of his shoots outside the city. It was the first time that Jungkook felt safe enough to bring someone with him.

It was also the first time that Jungkook used someone else's face in one of his projects. He couldn't believe that Taehyung would be the first person to inspire him to start photographing people.

After a while, he started feeling confident enough to photograph his friends and family and also all of the things that once were ordinary in his eyes. Those small trivial things that slowly became so uniquely beautiful and eventually an essential part of his art.