Break up, make up

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[Wednesday]

Jungkook (17:14): Why didn't you wait for me?

If Joon hadn't said you were gone I would still be looking for you like crazy

Jungkook (17:20): Taehyung?

Jungkook (17:23): ???

Jungkook (17:37): Taaae

Taehyung (17:42): Hey

You seemed well accompanied, I didn't want to get in the way

Jungkook (17:42): Wtf??? What are you talking about?

Taehyung (17:43): I’m in class, can’t talk rn

Jungkook (17:45): Taehyung, there's nothing going on between Jimin and me

Taehyung (17:47): That's not what I heard, but whatever

You're not my boyfriend, you can be with whoever you want

Jungkook (17:48): I'm not dating anyone else, I don't even want to

Jungkook (17:52): Will we still see each other tonight?

Taehyung (17:52): I'm not in the mood

Jungkook (17:52): Ok then

[Friday]

Jungkook (15:26): Hey

Taehyung (15:26): Hey

Jungkook (15:26): How are you?

Taehyung (15:26): Fine

Jungkook (15:27): You disappeared these days, I thought something had happened... But I'm glad you're okay

Taehyung (15:27): :)

Jungkook (15:28): Look, I won't insist if you don't want to see me anymore, but I really like you and I wish we could at least talk about it in person

Can we meet? I promise I won’t take too much of your time

Taehyung (15:29):

I'm free today after 7pm, I can stop by your place

Jungkook (15:29):

Great! I'm waiting for you

It’s past 7 pm and the presentation that should have ended 28 minutes ago continues as if the class time described in the program was a mere formality. Taehyung looks at the teacher wondering if his life is so miserable that he has nothing more interesting to do on Friday night. He thinks about texting Jungkook that he's going to be late, but he doesn't want to show he cares. Normally, Taehyung wouldn't mind. He's not the type of person to be jealous or cling on to anyone, but he hated the feeling of seeing him so intimate with Jimin at last Wednesday's art show.

“Are you nervous?” Namjoon asks, putting his hand on Taehyung's knee to make him stop shaking his leg.

“I have… A thing to take care off,” he replies, checking the time again on his phone.

“A thing, huh?”, his best friend laughs. "Is this thing called Jungkook by any chance?"

Taehyung doesn't bother and just ignores the question. It is 7:42 pm when the teacher ends the class and the door becomes too small for the amount of euphoric young students trying to walk through it at the same time. Jungkook's dorm is off campus, but it's not that far. Taehyung manages to make the route in fifteen minutes if he runs, but he would arrive all sweaty and breathless, so he decides that it's not a good alternative. What would he think if he saw him in that state?

The Uber driver looks at him in disbelief as he gets into the car and the ride takes just four minutes to the building where Jungkook lives. Taehyung looks at himself in the lobby mirror and runs his hand through his hair before entering the elevator. He hasn't been able to stop thinking about that boy since his last message – to be honest, he hasn't been able to think about anything but Jungkook since they kissed for the first time.

Jungkook doesn't say anything when he sees him standing at the door, but steps back far enough so that Taehyung can enter.

“Class took longer than expected,” he justifies himself, realizing that Jungkook doesn't look too happy to see him.

“No problem. Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat.”

Taehyung shakes his head no. The apartment isn't big, but at least Jungkook has privacy and doesn't have to share it with anyone else.

“I haven't heard from you since Wednesday,” Jungkook says. The two are sitting on the couch and watching each other in silence for a moment. "Is that your way of saying you don't want to be with me anymore?"

Taehyung didn't have enough time to prepare for this conversation. Stop seeing Jungkook is the last thing he wants, but he's never been good with words and doesn't know how to answer that question without sounding pathetic.

"Taehyung," Jungkook's voice is low and smooth. His heart skips a beat when he feels the touch on his face, but he doesn't pull away. At times like this, it seems stupid to play hard to get, or pretend to be angry, because the only thing he wants right now is to close the distance between the two of them.

Jungkook gets on his knees on the seat and pulls him closer. Close enough to sit on his lap and fit his hips between his legs. Taehyung takes his hands to his waist and doesn't need much more to get hard. Jungkook is unlike any other person he's ever hooked up with – no one has ever been able to elicit such an immediate reaction or such an urgent need for physical contact.

“I went crazy without seeing you these last few days,” it's just a whisper, but it makes Taehyung's whole body shudder. Jungkook tucks his face into his neck and drags his wet lips across his skin to the corner of his mouth, then kisses him.

It's as if the entire universe exists within that kiss.

“I want you so bad,” he says, in a more sly tone. “I don't want anyone but you, can’t you tell?”

Jungkook pushes him down onto the seat and lets out a low groan as he forces his hips down, feeling his cock pulse against his. It was like that from the first moment –

Taehyung always allowed him to do what he wanted when the two were together. The problem is that, now, his want is not limited to what he can see or touch. Jungkook takes off his shirt and arches his back, bringing their lips together again. Taehyung touches him as if every part of his body was a new discovery, making his heart beat so fast it feels like it's going to rip his chest apart. Even if he enjoyed being with other guys before, nothing compares to the feeling of being touched by him.

“Do you like it?” Jungkook asks, licking Taehyung's ear while slowly rolling on his hip, but he doesn't need to answer. His erection is painfully hard inside his pants. “Tell me what you like.”

“I like it,” it's almost a whisper. “I like it when you roll like that. I like it when you roll like that with me inside.”

Jungkook smiles satisfied with the answer and with Taehyung's hands going up his legs to the elastic of his shorts. In a matter of seconds, they both strip off and become a mess of desperate kisses, hickeys and impatient touches. Jungkook lies on his side and lifts one of his knees when he feels the icy touch between his thighs, pushing his head back slightly to reach Taehyung’s face. Taehyung closes his eyes and kisses him while spreading the lube, slowly introducing one of his fingers until he’s relaxed enough.

“You're so tight, so hot,” he whispers, making circular motions now with two fingers.

Taehyung puts one of his legs between Jungkook's and, at the same time he begins to penetrate him, he takes his hand to his dick and wraps his fingers around it, moving up and down without haste.

"No need to be afraid of hurting me, I like it when you fuck me deep," Jungkook whimpers, sticking his ass and pulling his hair weakly.

Whenever he sees him like that, totally vulnerable and permissive, Taehyung loses his grip on reality completely and the world boils down to Jungkook’s existence. His scent, the warmth of his skin, the curves and delicacy of his body.

“I don't want anyone fucking you like that anymore,” he says, panting, pushing his hips harder and feeling Jungkook's back squirm in pleasure against his chest. "Tell me you're only mine."

“I'm yours alone,” he repeats breathlessly. “I want only you.”

Taehyung doubted it was possible to feel so horny like that, but he goes crazy with the teasing and the exciting way Jungkook talks. When he starts to moan, it's almost impossible to hold back the urge to come. Jungkook's cock is covered in pre-cu(m) and he doesn’t even need to touch it. He arches his back and pushes his hips back with a little more force whenever he feels Taehyung's thrusts reach his prostate, making him feel even more pleasure when his muscles contract. He embraces his chest, bringing Jungkook towards him as he moves his own hips at a faster pace, and that's all it takes for Jungkook to come. Taehyung lets his body fall onto the boy’s back and buries his face in the back of his neck, coming in the same second.

Tired and with shaky legs, the two collapse onto the couch and stare at the ceiling for a moment before looking at each other. It’s summer and there’s a weak flash of light invading the room.

Jungkook lies on his side again, this time facing Taehyung, and stretches his arm to wrap around his waist. He has a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, his cheeks are flushed and his dark hair is falling over his forehead.

"Sorry for acting like that," Taehyung says after a while, stroking his face with his thumb. Jungkook closes his eyes and rests his hand over his. “I felt kind of stupid when Joon let slip that you had already hooked up with Jimin. I know it's been a while and you didn't need to tell me, but I hated hearing it from someone else… And when I saw you with him in the gallery, I don't know, I guess I'm not very rational when it's about you.”

“It's okay. I mean, you can be jealous, it shows that you care,” Jungkook laughs, getting closer.

"Shut up," Taehyung replies, covering his face with his hand.

“I don't know how you feel about me, but I told you the truth when I said I like you. I really, really like you, and I want people to know that.”

Taehyung lies on his shoulder, staying in the same position as Jungkook, and watches him for a moment. There is absolutely no detail on his face that doesn't look like a dream.

“I like you too.”

"Will you grant me the honor of being your official boyfriend?"

“Wow, that's really corny,” Taehyung laughs, trying to ignore the burning face.

"I'm serious," Jungkook says, propping himself up on one elbow. “Do you want to be my boyfriend?”

Taehyung remains silent for a few seconds, as if analyzing the proposal before giving an answer. Not that he needed to analyze anything. He'd known from the moment he left Statics of Rigid Bodies class that there wasn't the slightest chance he'd ever come home without the certainty that he could call it Jungkook his.

His boyfriend.

"Fine, I'll be your boyfriend," he replied, rolling his eyes.

"It wasn't that hard, was it?" Jungkook smiles, leaning closer to kiss him once more.

No, Taehyung thinks. Nothing about Jungkook is difficult or complicated.

It all makes sense, even in this particular universe that only exists when they kiss.