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“Taehyung!”
Taehyung is lounging on the couch, lost in his notebook, jotting down ideas for a new song, when the sudden crash of the front door jolts him from his concentration.
His heart races as he shoots up with wide-eyes, glancing towards the entrance. In a quick motion, Jungkook barreles through the front door, slamming it shut behind him with enough force to shake the walls. Taehyung jumps off the couch with both worry and confusion. “Jungkookie…what’s wrong?”
Yeontan and Bam, who had been sleeping peacefully beside Taehyung, jump off the couch as well in alarm, their ears perked and tails immediately tensing.
They hesitate for a moment, eyes darting between their startled Appa and their other dad who has just stormed in. The dogs, ever so loyal, inch closer, sniffing the air trying to decipher the sudden shift in their owner’s aura. They tilt their heads, brows furrowing in confusion, sensing something was off.
Taehyung, still rooted to his spot, watches Jungkook’s expression shift from annoyance to a semblance of relief as he kneels to greet their fur babies. “Hi babies,” he whispers, reaching out to scratch behind their ears. Taehyung finally shuffles closer, concern written on his face, “What happened? Did something happen at the studio?”
As BTS enters Chapter 2 of their incredible career, they are embracing a much needed break after years of relentless touring and recording. During this time, each member is taking the opportunity to focus on their individual passions and projects, allowing their creative juices to flow in new and exciting directions. But even as they work diligently on their solo projects, they are also taking some much needed rest in between. Most especially Jungkook and Taehyung who just want to spend as much time with each other before enlisting in the military.
Jungkook stands for a minute, his chest heaving as he holds up his phone. Taehyung squints expecting to be met with something horrible. Instead, he huffs and rolls his eyes pushing Jungkook slightly in the shoulder. “Seriously Jungkook?” he says in annoyance. “I thought something happened. Come on babies, your Appa is just being dramatic,” Taehyung says moving back towards the couch.
“Dramatic?! Baby, what the fuck?! Why is Jungkook such a fucking idiot?! A complete fucking asshole!” Jungkook says exasperated.
Taehyung plops back down on the couch sighing loudly. It had been three days since Taehyung had introduced Jungkook to the wild world of fanfiction, and three days since Jungkook has done nothing but talk about them. Jungkook had been all laughter and eye-rolls whenever Taehyung brought up a story he was reading until three days ago when they were lying in bed with Taehyung enthralled in the latest update to an AU. “What are we this time? Superheroes? Students?” Jungkook had asked, his eyes wide with curiosity as he leaned closer to read over Taehyung’s shoulder. Taehyung could feel Jungkook’s interest piquing. “Chefs, we’re chefs,” Taehyung had answered making Jungkook raise his brows in interest.
Now, three days later, Jungkook had hardly been able to focus on anything else.
“Does this girl hate me or something? Why am I such an asshole in this?!” he asks throwing his hands up. “Do they think I’m this much of an idiot in real life?!”
“It’s FICTION, Jungkookie. FANFICTION,” he says sighing heavily. “It’s all made up. It’s not like you’re a chef in real life…even though I do love so much every time you cook for me,” Taehyung says chuckling.
“Why is he dating that girl now? He clearly likes Taehyung.”
Taehyung sighs again patting his lap for Yeontan to come forward. “Trust the process, Jungkookie. You need to let the character development happen naturally. Besides, I warned you it was a slow burn. All her stuff is. Were you expecting them to just fall in love right away and have sex?”
“YES!” Jungkook exclaims. “Just like we did!”
“Ok, Jungkookie, sure,” Taehyung replies reaching for his notebook again.
“How often does she update? I’m caught up,” Jungkook says, nudging Taehyung forward to sit behind him hugging him tightly.
“Weekly? Why? You’re going to keep reading it? All you’ve done is complain,” Taehyung says huffing as he leans back into Jungkook’s embrace.
“Well now I’m invested. I need to see how it ends.”
“Of course you do, Jungkookie,” Taehyung says smiling turning to place a soft kiss on Jungkook’s lips.
“What else does she write? Anything else I can read?”
“I don’t think so Jungkook,” Taehyung says frowning. “It’s all heavy angst with a happy ending…but if you’re this upset about the Jungkook in this story you won’t want to read the others.” Taehyung turns slightly to look over his shoulder at his boyfriend who is clearly not even listening to him. Jungkook looks down at his phone and raises his eyebrows curiously as he scrolls.
“What about this one?” he asks, holding his phone up to Taehyung. Taehyung’s eyes widen and he shakes his head immediately.
“Definitely not. That one made me cry for days. It has MCD in it.”
“MCD?” asks Jungkook.
“Major character death,” responds Taehyung. “Although, it’s not really a major character, but kind of a major character. I don’t know, I can’t explain it. And it’s omegaverse,” squeals Taehyung.
“Eww, forget it,” Jungkook says scrunching his nose. “Omegas and Alphas, men getting pregnant,” snorts Jungkook. “No thanks.”
“Don’t knock it till you read it Jungkookie. Some of the best stories are omegaverse. You shouldn’t judge things so harshly without even giving them a chance.”
“I guess,” Jungkook replies deep in thought.
Taehyung stretches his arms above his head, letting out a soft yawn as he pushes himself off the couch.
“Where are you going?” Jungkook asks, tugging at Taehyung’s sweater.
“I have a phone call about the album scheduled,” Taehyung replies, grabbing his phone from the coffee table. “I’ll be back in an hour. Don't read anymore stories Jungkookie. Or at least go read some fluffy stories instead. You don’t do very well with angst," Taehyung says chuckling as he walks to their bedroom door.
“Hmm,” Jungkook hums as he continues to scroll through the list of stories.
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Taehyung frowns staring down at Yeontan and Bam. “Didn’t I tell him not to read anymore of these?” he says at the dogs who stare back curiously. “Stubborn bunny.”
Taehyung sighs and shakes his head. “He most definitely is going to freak out about it, watch,” Taehyung says rolling his eyes at their dogs.
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“Show me how to leave a comment on this site Taehyung,” Jungkook says, eyebrows furrowed.
“What now?” Taehyung asks, pausing his show. Taehyung glances at his boyfriend’s clearly empty hands as he directs his gaze to the front door. “Where are the dogs’ food? Jungkook…did you even go to the pet store—“
“A fiancé? Jungkook has a whole fiancé?! Are you kidding me?!”
“Oh my god Jungkook! Listen, you have got to stop!” Taehyung exclaims throwing his hands up. “And you will NOT be leaving a nasty message on that author’s page! I told you not to read it!” Taehyung’s annoyance with Jungkook has reached peak levels at this point. He angrily grabs his keys and moves towards the door.
“But—“
With a heavy glare, Taehyung opens the door and leaves, slamming it heavily behind.
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Taehyung strolls through the aisles of the pet store, the soft padding of his sneakers silent on the polished floor. He was dressed casually, with a loose hoodie and a beanie pulled down snugly over his forehead, obscuring his features. A black mask covered the lower half of his face, giving him some anonymity. He maneuvered through the colorful displays of toys, pet food, and accessories, a shopping list running through his head.
He sighs when he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket and he huffs. For a brief second, he decides to ignore it, but then with another heavy sigh he reaches in and answers. “What,” he answers coldly.
“You’re dating someone else,” Jungkook says disappointedly into the phone.
“What?” Taehyung asks, eyes wide instantly moving towards the back of the store to a more concealed corner.
“You’re dating someone else now Taehyung,” Jungkook repeats. Taehyung can hear the annoyance in his voice. In the past, Taehyung had found himself at the center of some pretty crazy dating rumors, each one more ridiculous than the next. From speculative articles to fan theories and social media frenzy, it seems there is always someone eager to link him romantically with someone else. He had battled the gossip about his relationships with fellow idols, co-stars, and even non-celebrities, but over time, these rumors usually just faded away.
For the most part, he thought they had finally died down. His relationship with Jungkook had blossomed into a secure and loving bond, and they both felt comfortable enough to navigate the somewhat chaotic world of public scrutiny together. Taehyung rolls his eyes thinking about what the new surfacing rumor must be. He had hoped that fans would learn to differentiate between friendship and romance, but fantasies often reign supreme in the world of idol culture. The excitement of speculation tends to overshadow the truth, and he finds it all together extremely frustrating.
Thankfully, Jungkook usually seemed unfazed by all of these rumors. He had grown remarkably secure in their relationship over time, understanding that the love they shared went deeper than any absurd gossip. These kind of headlines didn’t ever phase Jungkook…or at least they never did. ‘I wonder who it is this time that has Jungkook so annoyed,’ thinks Taehyung.
“Jungkookie…whatever and whoever I’m being linked with now, just take a deep breath and we’ll figure it out—“
“Huh?” Jungkook says. “What? No, Taehyung, she suddenly has you dating someone else in this fucking thing! I thought you said this had a happy ending?! I know Jungkook is sort of emotionally unavailable right now, but this guy Taehyung is dating…nope, no fucking way.”
“Seriously?” Taehyung mutters under his breath, the annoyance bubbling up inside him ready to boil over. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “Jungkook…I love you, but,” Taehyung grips the phone angrily in his hand, “don’t call me back!” he exclaims as he hangs up the call. He will forever regret ever letting Jungkook pick up a fanfiction.
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Jungkook stands outside their bedroom door, his heart racing as he raises his hand and cautiously knocks. He could hear muffled sounds from inside, the unmistakable sound of something being tossed at the door…perhaps a pillow, or worse, a beloved item of theirs that had caught Taehyung’s wrath.
“Baby?” Jungkook calls, trying to keep his voice steady. “Can I come in, please?”
He waits, the silence stretching unnaturally, his anxiety growing with every passing second. Taehyung had come home like a storm, the air heavy with tension. Jungkook had watched as he greeted the dogs—his face softening for just a moment—before retreating into the bedroom, slamming the door with a boom that echoed through their apartment.
Jungkook knows he's become a little passionate about this whole fanfiction thing...ok a lot passionate, but he can't help it! It's so hard not to get invested in these characters, especially when the characters are them!
“Baby, can we talk? I—I know you’re upset—“
“No,” Jungkook hears come through the door. It’s stern and has an air of finality that makes Jungkook shiver slightly. “But Tae, the babies want to see you,” Jungkook says turning to look at Yeontan and Bam who are both cuddled on the couch with each other with no intention to move. “Bam,” Jungkook calls out through gritted teeth, waving his hand at his dog to get up. Bam curiously lifts his head up and shifts slightly as he looks at his owner almost debating whether he should go or not. Suddenly, a large yelp comes out of Yeontan and Bam’s ears go into alert. He looks down at the much smaller dog who Jungkook is positive is bullying him into not moving an inch.
“Tannie…you little traitor,” Jungkook says clenching his jaw. “Just because you don’t want to help, let your brother help me, dammit!” Bam looks down at the tiny Pomeranian then at Jungkook and decides he’d rather take his chances against Jungkook than an angry Yeontan. He settles back down and ignores Jungkook.
“Are you serious, Bam?! And you Tannie, just because your Dad is a brat doesn’t mean you need to be too,” Jungkook says huffing turning back to the door. He takes a deep breath and puffs out his chest. “I’m coming in Taehyung,” he says sternly, gripping the door handle and opening it slowly.
Jungkook enters and immediately notices the large pillow by the door, a clear indication of Taehyung’s displeasure with him. He looks up and sees Taehyung frowning heavily, prominent angry pout on full display. He shakes his head with a small smile, finding it impossible not to be enamored by his boyfriend, even in this hostile mood. Even looking this annoyed, Taehyung really is the most beautiful being Jungkook has ever laid eyes on. “Baby,” Jungkook calls softly, tilting his head as he offers a small smile. Taehyung doesn’t even flinch; his focus remains locked on the screen, fingers tapping and scrolling with a frustrating intensity.
Moving closer, Jungkook crawls onto the bed, positioning himself just inches from Taehyung’s face. He can feel the tension radiating off him, but that doesn’t sway him. Without a second thought, he leans in and presses a soft, mischievous kiss onto Taehyung’s pout, taking him by surprise.
Taehyung’s eyes widen, momentarily breaking his angry resolve. He narrows his eyes, staring incredulously at Jungkook, who grins triumphantly. “I’m still mad at you,” Taehyung snaps, but his voice lacks the venom he intends. Instead, it’s filled with that undeniable affection and slight edge of bratiness that Jungkook absolutely adores. Jungkook chuckles, leaning closer, determined to cut through Taehyung's annoyance.
“I’m sorry, Baby. I’m sorry I’ve gone a little crazy--“
“A lot crazy,” pouts Taehyung trying to stay angry, but slowly feeling the tension start to subside, the sudden warmth of Jungkook’s presence softly melting the edges of his annoyance.
“Yes, a lot crazy. But Tae, these two are so frustrating—“
Taehyung purses his lip and scrunches his brows again making Jungkook gulp nervously. He nods and pulls Taehyung into his arms placing a kiss on the top of his head. “Sorry, I’m being a psycho. Duly noted Baby. No more fanfics. I’m taking a break from them, I promise…right after I find out who Tae chooses.”
Taehyung closes his eyes and sighs heavily.
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Taehyung reaches for his tea, the warm cup softly warming his hands as he takes a small sip. Taehyung sighs contentedly; moments like these with his boyfriend were rare and precious, and he wants to savor every second. He looks up completely feeling the bliss of the moment as he catches Jungkook's gaze that is intensely fixated on him. Those piercing eyes feel heavy, filled with an intensity that made his heart race.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Taehyung asks, eyebrow raised. But Jungkook doesn’t budge, stays silent, his expression unwavering. “Ok…” he replies rolling his eyes and ignoring his boyfriend. He glances down at the plate and picks up a cookie, holding it out, “Want a cookie?”
Instead of reaching for it, Jungkook continues to gawk, seemingly mesmerized by Taehyung. “Seriously, Jungkook,” Taehyung says, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "You’re making me self-conscious."
“How come you’ve never worn lingerie for me?” Jungkook asks curiously.
Taehyung is completely caught off guard by the question. He nearly spits out his tea, coughing loudly as the liquid lodges in his throat. “W--What?!” he exclaims, eyes wide with shock.
Jungkook raised an eyebrow, clearly amused at Taehyung’s reaction. “Lingerie, Baby. Would you ever wear it?”
Taehyung wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, trying to regain his composure. “Um…I don’t know…what?” he stumbles, still reeling from the unexpectedness of Jungkook’s question. “Are you being serious right now?”
“Very,” Jungkook says, biting at his lip, eyes trailing up and down Taehyung’s body. “Very, very fucking serious.” Taehyung clears his throat and frowns. “I’m going to venture to say, the look on your face means you wouldn’t,” Jungkook says, sulking.
“I never said I wouldn’t…where is this even coming from? You’ve never asked me before. And then all of a sudden, now, you want me to put on some lingerie? I mean, sure. I’m game for anything you want to try, you know that, but,” Taehyung leans in, eyes narrowed, “why?”
“You said you were thinking about going blond again for Layover…right?” Jungkook asks gazing intently at Taehyung’s black hair.
Taehyung sits back in his chair and frown’s heavily. Lingerie? Blond? ‘What the fu—‘ Taehyung’s eyes widen. It’s like a lightbulb suddenly goes off. “Wait a second,” he says as he lets out a smirk. “Did you finish that fanfic? The single parent omega Tae one?”
Jungkook drops his gaze and gulps. “I don’t know, maybe.”
“Yeah, ok Jungkookie, I’ll put on lingerie for you. And I’ll talk to Mujin about the blond hair” he says smirking. “I’ll even let you call me omega…Alpha,” Taehyung teases letting out a loud laugh. Jungkook’s brows furrow slightly, lips pressing into a thin line as he stares back at Taehyung, unamused.
“Forget I said anything,” Jungkook replies crossing his arms across his chest, turning his body slightly from Taehyung.
“No, no, no,” Taehyung says trying to stifle another laugh, “don’t be like that…Alpha,” he says as Jungkook glares at him. “Now, did you like idea of Tae’s cherry scent in that fic or do you want me to try something else for you,” he teases again. Jungkook huffs and gets up abruptly pushing his chair back. He sends one last death glare to Taehyung before walking away to their bedroom.
“Aww, come on Jungkookie…don’t go away all angry like that!” Taehyung says giggling. He looks down at Yeontan and chuckles, “Must be going into rut,” he jokes shaking his head.
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As Jungkook steps through the front door, he braces himself for the usual chaotic welcome from Bam. However, today the apartment was eerily still and quiet. Frowning, he made his way through the apartment, glancing in the kitchen, but it was empty. No dogs and no boyfriend.
“Baby?” he calls out but he hears nothing other than the sound of his own thoughts. “That’s strange.” He walks down the hall to their bedroom and stops to listen. “Taehyung?” He tries again.
“I’m here Jungkookie!”
“Are the boys in there with you? It’s so damn quiet in here today,” Jungkook says as he opens the door. What he sees inside leaves him both speechless and breathless.
Taehyung stands in the middle of the room, dressed in delicate black lingerie that accentuates his curves in all the right places. The fabric shimmers under the soft glow of the small lamp on the night stand. Jungkook traces the lines of his boyfriend’s body with his eyes. He’s absolutely ethereal…and blond. Taehyung is now a blond again.
“W—What…” Jungkook gasps, rubbing his eyes as if making sure this all wasn’t a dream and that he wasn’t making it all up. But as he blinks, the image only solidifies, leaving him utterly speechless again, heart racing.
“This is what you wanted right…Alpha?” Taehyung asks with a playful smirk, his sexy confidence radiating and completely hypnotizing Jungkook. He knew exactly how to ruin Jungkook’s composure like this every single time, and he was relishing every moment of it.
Jungkook stammers, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red, the shock still processing in his mind. “Is this…real? You better not be fucking with me, Taehyung.”
Taehyung takes a step closer, eyes hooded, “Oh, it’s very real. Just for you,” Taehyung purrs absolutely loving Jungkook's astonished expression.
“B—but you m—made fun of me,” Jungkook’s words fumble a bit, overwhelmed by the sight and the implications behind it.
“I have to admit I found it hilarious when you first suggested it, but the more I thought about it,” Taehyung says, his voice dripping with a lust filled darkness that makes Jungkook’s breath hitch, “the more I wanted to do this…for you. And I do love leaving your jaw on the floor like this Jungkookie.”
Jungkook shakes his head slowly, still trying to wrap his head around this moment. “You— Taehyung, you’re fucking beautiful,” he finally manages, his voice a whisper.
Taehyung steps closer, biting his lip. Jungkook feels as if his heart is going to explode. He’s captivated, utterly enchanted by the man standing before him, pulling him into a world of desire and thrills.
Jungkook sniffs and closes his eyes. “Is that…are you wearing some sort of cherry perfume or something?” Jungkook inhales deeply. He wants to drown in the smell.
“I am,” Taehyung says nodding, reaching for a small bottle on the nightstand. He sprays a small amount on Jungkook neck. “This,” he says moving closer, lips hovering right above Jungkook’s neck. Jungkook can feel every goosebump rise on his body as he feels Taehyung’s breath on him. “This is where they have their scent glands. And now you, my Alpha, smell like rain.” Taehyung looks up at Jungkook, long eyelashes fluttering. “And I, your mate, your omega is very much in heat, so Alpha…are you going to take care of me?” Taehyung asks pouting.
“Get on the fucking bed…Omega,” Jungkook practically growls making Taehyung giggle softly.
“Yes, Sir.” Taehyung responds as he crawls on his knees on their bed. Jungkook swallows hard and bites his lip even harder.
“Fuck!” he says thanking Taehyung’s angels for sending someone like him to Jungkook. He looks into Taehyung’s eyes and it ignites something in him. He dives in and kisses Taehyung roughly on the lips, not wanting to contain himself or what he wants to give and take from his omega.
Taehyung responds eagerly, his arms wrapping around Jungkook’s neck. He deepens the kiss, moaning softly, tongues exploring each other's mouths as their bodies press together. Taehyung’s hands roam Jungkook’s back, feeling the smooth skin and muscular curves beneath his shirt.
Taehyung’s hands fumble with Jungkook’s shirt, pulling it off and running his fingers over the hard surface of his Alpha’s chest. Jungkook leans down and moves the lingerie slightly to one side, capturing one of Taehyung’s nipples in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue until he makes him arch against him with a gasp.
Jungkook pulls back and looks down at Taehyung who already looks wrecked as he breathes in heavily. Taehyung looks up and smiles mischievously and starts to trail kisses down Jungkook’s stomach, lingering at his navel before continuing lower. He unbutton his pants and slides them down, revealing his hard cock straining against his Calvin’s. Taehyung smirks before taking Jungkook’s cock into his mouth, sucking and licking until Jungkook was writhing and begging for more. He releases Jungkook’s cock with a pop, licking his lips.
“Turn around Omega, and get on your knees,” Jungkook orders. Taehyung doesn’t hesitate quickly following orders. Jungkook runs his hands over Taehyung’s ass, feeling the firm muscles beneath his fingertips. He leans in and kisses the small of Taehyung’s back and places his hands between his thighs and suddenly frowns. “What…the…” Jungkook looks down at his hands and can smell cherries as he stares down at the sticky substance. “Baby…did you actually turn into a real omega?”
“Alpha, of course I’m a real omega,” Taehyung replies purring, “slick and all.” Taehyung looks over his shoulder and sees the confused frown on his boyfriend’s face. He laughs and shakes his head. “Come on Jungkookie, work with me here. It’s cherry flavored lube. I’m trying to make this as real an experience for you as I can.”
Jungkook smiles. “I love you, you know that?”
“Yeah, I have a fairly good idea that’s quite true,” Taehyung giggles. “But this heat is awful and I’m in so much pain Jungkookie. Won’t you take care of me?”
Jungkook doesn’t waste anymore time. He leans in and trails his tongue down Taehyung’s ass. He moans and spread his legs wider, giving Jungkook better access. Jungkook licks and teases Taehyung’s hole, feeling it relax and open under his touch. He slips a finger inside, then adds a second, scissoring them gently to stretch Taehyung open.
Taehyung pushes back against Jungkook’s fingers, his breath coming in short gasps. "More," he whispers. "I want more." Jungkook obliges, adding a third finger and pumping them in and out of Taehyung’s ass, preparing him for what was to come.
Jungkook positions himself behind Taehyung . He rubs the head of his cock against Taehyung’s hole, feeling the tight ring of muscle give way as he pushes inside. Taehyung moans and pushes back, taking Jungkook deeper.
They move together, Jungkook thrusting slowly at first, allowing Taehyung to adjust to the sensation of his cock filling him. Taehyung grips the sheets his knuckles white as he braces himself against Jungkook’s growing pace. Jungkook reaches around and grabbed Taehyung’s cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts.
The room fills with the sound of their moans and the slap of flesh against flesh. Taehyung begs for more, his voice hoarse with desire. "Harder," he gasps. "Fuck…harder." Jungkook obliges, increasing his pace and the force of his thrusts. Taehyung’s body shakes with each impact, his cock throbbing in Jungkook’s hand.
Jungkook can feel his own orgasm building, the pleasure intensifying with each thrust. He looks down and watches as his cock disappears into Taehyung’s ass, the sight sending him over the edge. With a final thrust, he comes, his body shuddering. Taehyung follows moments later, his cock pulsating in Jungkook’s hand as he comes with a cry. “Ow!! What the fuck Jungkook?! Did you just bite me?!” Taehyung says looking over his shoulder rubbing at his neck. “Ow,” he pouts.
“I didn’t just bite you,” shrugs Jungkook, mischievously, “I mated you. It’s a mating bite.”
Taehyung rubs at his neck and huffs. “Idiot,” he says. “It hurt,” he says pouting again.
Jungkook leans in and kisses it gently. “Don’t worry, Omega,” Jungkook replies feeling himself get hard inside Taehyung again. “I’ll take the pain away.”
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“So,” asks Taehyung, eyebrows raised. “What did you think of the first few chapters?”
“I’m a fucking asshole again,” groans Jungkook, “BUT, I know better. I can see the fluffy goodness underneath that shitty exterior. But you’re a dick in this one too so it’s fine,” shrugs Jungkook. “And a demon. Geez, you must look sexy as fuck in that fic.”
Taehyung snorts and rolls his eyes. Jungkook suddenly turns his head sharply, his gaze landing on Taehyung. There’s an intensity in Jungkook’s eyes that wasn’t there a moment ago, a spark of curiosity igniting within him as he tilts his head slightly, eyes scanning Taehyung from head to toe.
Taehyung looks up and does a double take, eyes locking onto Jungkook’s. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”
Jungkook bites his lip and narrows his eyes. “Would you ever want to dress up as a—“
“I’m one step ahead of you, Jungkookie. I already ordered wings and demon horns and a tail. And a very cute little red outfit,” he says sending his boyfriend a wink.
Jungkook smirks. ‘Thank god for fanfiction and it’s writers.’
THE END
