Adfectus et Sensibus

Feelings & Sensations

About two hours after he laid down to take a nap, Jungkook jolted awake at the sound of the door banging on the wall. His earphones had slipped off at some point and he was able to hear clearly how Leo had marched in like it was his room, and Jungkook, because he hated being awakened so aggressively, got mad at him for being so unnecessarily aggressive while aggressively taking him by the shoulders and shaking him, only for him. But the latter only laughed at Jungkook.

Once he'd calmed down, he noticed Jimin's absence. Then, he found him curled up in a ball on the floor by the foot of his bed. Jungkook was perplexed. But Emily jumped to action and went immediately to him.

She hugged him and stroked his hair like he would do to her younger brother every time he gets scared, while Tom sat on the bed looking impassively at the whole thing. Leo and Jungkook didn't know what was going on so they just sat down on the latter's bed and talked about random things while she was busy.

Leo told him how his classes had ended and how it was just as he expected them to be, straightforward and cold-minded just like his parents. His expectations were met and that was something he enjoyed. He also told him about his roommate, a third-year in Law by the name of J. His side of the room was filled with screens like Jungkook's had drawings, but every time Leo was in the room. they were all turned off but for the one on his laptop. This last one, he kept on his desk which was placed between the bed and the wall, facing the rest of the room, so all Leo could see was the back of it and the light illuminating J's face.

He's always serious, always checking some screen including his phone, his bookshelf was overflowing with folders of maybe newspaper cuttings judging by his trash can; he was the last one to go to sleep, the first one to get up, he has a mini-fridge and a blender and he's always drinking some thick-substance juice that smells strongly of vegetables. But what surprised Leo overall was the fact that even if his side of the room had a lot of things, everything was organized, all the papers and cables were completely in order and no typing or bright light disturbed his sleep. Leo said how he would've liked a friendlier roommate but accepts that it could've been way worse. That last part he said as he turned his head to look at Jimin holding tight to Emily.

When Jimin let go, he looked drained and puff-faced, he ended up needing the help of Tom to get back up to the bed, and while he did that, Emily and Leo turned their heads to avoid looking at it. The gesture confused Jungkook for a second but right when he remembered Tom should weird him out, he smoothly took his sketchbook to show them the two drawings he had done that day. There was a cold feeling in the back of his neck as he remembered everything that had happened that day while he looked at Leo and Emily praising his drawings. He had to keep his head. Not one single thing out of line and he won't get in trouble.

Without one single glance at Tom or Jimin, the three of them left the room. They wanted to show Jungkook the Study Rooms. Half-round huge rooms on each side of the main building with half dome, very tall windows that let the whole natural light inside.

After that, they showed him the Arcade Room, and he smiled at Leo. Places like this were the ones that helped him ease some tension in his body. The doors for the arcade were the ones in the middle of the stairs, it had no windows and the walls were black. There were a lot of people there, but the organization made it so it didn't feel too cramped. It had games of every sort, computers with gamer chairs, pool tables in the middle of the room, TVs on the back with comfortable-looking plushies, couches and armchairs, numerous vending machines with food and drinks, and tables for people to eat in. The general feeling was a happy one, a very infectious feeling. And the three of them ended up spending an amazing time there.

At seven, they went to get dinner at the cafeteria, and he felt so full of serotonin that he ended up choosing his dessert without worrying for once. The cook did look happier by that. And they laughed and bickered about how many times Jungkook cheated on what game, making it impossible for Jungkook to stop smiling.

It wasn't until he saw his phone and realized it was a quarter to eight, that he remembered why he'd been excited for nighttime to arrive. He bid them goodbye, with his heart galloping in his chest, and went running back to his room. He brushed his teeth, showered, and smiled as he shampooed his hair. It was unavoidable for him to think that this day, though hard at the beginning, had ended up being one of the best days of his life.

He chose to wear a black, long sleeve, cotton t-shirt, with the same pants and shoes from that morning, and his favorite coat. He got out of the bathroom, trying to look nonchalant while he ruffled his damp hair since Tom and Jimin were still in the room. Tom looked up at him with a serious, knowing, stare, and Jungkook rolled his eyes, ignoring the cold displeasure that flowed down his spine, and took his keys, bidding Jimin goodbye.

Once he was on his way was when the nerves started. Then the questions. Will he be there like he said he would? Will he take long to get there? Is he waiting for him already? Jungkook didn't know whether to walk fast or slowly, but, at last, he entered the line of trees.

Walking the white path, he was waiting for the sound of the creek to guide him. But it didn't come. Frowning, he entered the woods, leaving the path. And that's when he heard it. Now, smiling, Jungkook followed, placing his palms against the trees and feeling the damp cold of the bark under his hands. He'd always loved nature even if he'd always lived in the city.

Farther in than he would've thought, he saw it. Through the opening of the trees, there could be seen a white circular pavilion being illuminated by the faint but unobstructed moonlight. He marched onwards, a smile on his face and his heart running with excitement. He'd been ready to find the wooden bend empty for him to wait upon Taehyung. But that didn't happen. Taehyung was already sitting on it just like the night before, and Jungkook wondered: How long had he been waiting?

He approached him silently, not wishing for him to open his eyes just yet.

With his heart in his throat as he was standing beside him, he knew what he wanted to do, and with a slightly shaky hand, he neared Taehyung's face, brushing the tips of his fingers against the soft skin of his cheek.

Taehyung opened his eyes, looked up at him, and smiled. The moonlight behind Jungkook made Taehyung's eyes shine with the stars of his soul, and Jungkook smiled back, retreating his hand. But Taehyung took it on his own, and, asking for permission with his stare, he neared his hand back up to his face, slowly placing Jungkook's whole palm there as he closed his eyes.

Jungkook couldn't believe this was happening. The most beautiful man his eyes had landed on, wanted him as much as he'd always wished to be wanted. The elation in his heart was such that his brain was trying to cut down, fearing the fall from greatness.

Jungkook's smile twitched, But then, his savior spoke.

- You can sit down. - His voice was as soft as the way he let go of his hand.

Jungkook took a deep breath and sat down beside him, facing him, folding his right leg so it served as a barrier between them. If it were up to him, Jungkook wouldn't have cared about personal space. But the sight of Taehyung's returned worry stopped him from going too far.

He'd seen the frown when he'd been approaching him and it disappeared when he touched his face. But the tension on his shoulders mounted the more Jungkook looked at him.

- What is it? - Jungkook asked in a soft voice, resting his head on his right hand and his elbow on the back of the bench.

Taehyung took a deep breath and folded his hands over his lap.

- I'm conflicted. - His frown intensified.

Jungkook had the inkling to believe Taheyung didn't have the same conflicts as him, but that was only because he thinks Taehyung is more whole than he is. However, he couldn't rule out the probability. There are many things he doesn't know about Taehyung yet.

- Is it between right and wrong? - He tried guessing. And the corner of Taehyung's mouth lifted a little.

- Precisely. -

Jungkook smiled softly at him. If they were the same, maybe the solution would be the same as well.

- Don't think about it. - He half shrugged. Indifference and neglect over his own worrying thoughts was something he preferred doing if he had the option.

Taehyung gave him a gentle smile, making him believe for a second that he preferred it too. But then, he shook his head.

- That's kind of hard considering the subject of said thoughts sits before me. - He confessed. Then, avoiding his eyes, he looked forwards at the creek.

Jungkook felt a flutter in his stomach. Taehyung was still conflicted about their agreement and yet here he was; he'd been here for who knows how long just to wait for him.

Jungkook sighed. And Taehyung smiled at the pavilion.

- What do you want to talk about? -

It was almost like a bubble had popped. Taehyung looked ready for impact as if he was sure what conversation awaited him. And he wasn't wrong.

Taehyung's question made him remember the thought that had been eating him alive before Tom's intervention drew it out of his mind.

The conflict with Tom could wait.

- Tell me about your wife and children. - He asked softly, and Taehyung's frown came back. Now Jungkook could understand the conflict of his thoughts. - ...If you want, of course. - Taehyung nodded and looked him in the eyes.

- My wife is called Daphne Prince, she's also twenty-eight and I've known her since we were in high school. - He said this slightly fast, more like a fact than a story, and when Jungkook nodded he continued. - My children... - Jungkook noticed his voice had changed to a softer tone. - They're twins, Edward and Audrey, they're ten years old. -

Twins...

- Wait... - Jungkook sat a little upright. - You were a father at eighteen? - He frowned slightly, and Taehyung nodded grimly. - Oh... so she was your girlfriend. - Jungkook tried not to sound judgmental as he thought of Taehyung being irresponsible like that. But Taehyung shook his head. - What? -

- She wasn't my girlfriend. -

Jungkook's frown deepened.

- ...Can I know the whole story? - He asked as politely as he could.

- Hmm... - Taehyung thought, he looked around and then back at Jungkook. - Do you really want to know? -

- I want to know everything about you. - Jungkook said in earnest without thinking twice and saw how Taehyung's frown disappeared.

Taehyung reached a hand and caressed his cheek softly, to which Jungkook tilted his head to the touch, loving it. Then Taehyung went to take his hand away but Jungkook took it in his own and put it down between them so he could take it in both hands and lightly trace his fingertips against Taehyung's skin. Jungkook looked up at him again. Taehyung smiled looking deeply into his eyes. And then the smile went away.

- I'll tell you. But... don't think too bad of me, please. - Jungkook frowned and shook his head. - Daphne wasn't my girlfriend. I didn't have a girlfriend when I was at school. - He paused. - She was the perfect girl, with good grades, talked to everyone, and nice parents with money, and every boy wanted her. I was...- He shook his head and smiled. - I was always filthy with dirt somewhere. - Jungkook looked at his very expensive-looking coat and couldn't imagine Taehyung dirty, but smiled just thinking of it. - My grades were good, but it was always because my brother helped me, and, after school, I was always running wild through the woods with my friends. - He shook his head. - We were completely different, while she loved the city and her house was all luxurious, I loved the woods and lived in the countryside. -

Jungkook couldn't see how they ended up being married with kids if they were so different and Taehyung didn't even bat an eye at her.

Taehyung looked away as his smile faded, and Jungkook grabbed his hand more securely on his.

- On Graduation day, we had our Graduation party. - He paused, swallowing. - I wasn't planning on going. That same day my mother was going to celebrate reaching a milestone with her company. I wanted to stay at home and celebrate with her, I wanted to be with my family... - His voice got smaller, his breathing faster, and Jungkook was getting more worried by the second. - But my brother had said over dinner a couple of nights before that I couldn't miss my Graduation party, that I was going to have the best time of my life, and that I had to say goodbye to my school days properly before starting to work on the farm. My father agreed with him, thinking that I deserved a proper party of my own. They all said I should go, so I went. -

Taehyung frowned at the pavilion, visibly shaken by the story and Jungkook was in half a mind to stop him from continuing. But he knew that he shouldn't, now that he had begun. So he just frowned, concerned, while holding his hand.

- It was at her house, though I didn't know that till later. All my friends were there as well, so we were having a good time just by ourselves. Then... - He shook his head. - everyone started drinking like crazy, and when something was empty they ordered more, there were shouts everywhere and too many people, and the music was too loud. I wanted to leave as soon as it got worse, but then someone grabbed me--... - His frown deepened and he looked slightly disgusted, Jungkook put a hand over his own mouth. - And... someone screamed about me being the good boy or... "let's show the good boy what's life", something like that, and then... They wouldn't hear me when I told them to stop... they made me drink... - He took a deep breath, bearly panting, and closed his eyes.

Jungkook was suffering as he heard what happened to him.

- Every time I tried to get away, someone else grabbed me back to the middle of it, I... don't remember anything else. - He opened his eyes again. - I don't remember anything, I just remember that I felt disgusted and I wanted to get away from there, but then, nothing. The next thing I know, I woke up sick with the utmost terrible headache I had ever had, naked on her bed, with her by my side. - He finished fast and angrily.

Jungkook couldn't believe his ears. It was terrible, terrible, he was horrified at what happened to him.

- I told my parents what had happened and they wanted to press charges against everyone at the party, but I told them not to, they would never win the case even if they tried. And I tried to forget about it and keep going. I wanted to laugh with my friends before they went to University. And I started to work at the farm. Then, two months later, she and her parents arrived at the farm... She was pregnant. - He shook his head worse than ever and rubbed his eyes with both hands. - Oh God, the fight that broke out. My family and her family were screaming at each other, guilting the other family's child and protecting their own. Even my brother got in there, and because they were shouting what had happened, my friends heard it all and they were trying to help as well, but I... I couldn't... -

Jungkook tried to grab his wrist to take his hands away from his eyes but Taehyung wouldn't budge.

- And then lawyers got involved... - Just then, he let Jungkook take his hands away from his face. He wasn't crying but it looked like he wanted to. Jungkook took back the hand that he had been holding and tried soothing him a little. - At the end of it all, I had to provide for the kid, well, kids, but we found out about that later. I would have done that without a trial, but the angry ones were them. And they were still angry even after the verdict. Her family wanted me to marry her and mine was fighting back. But everything was so messed up and the farm's popularity would plummet if it went out that I got her pregnant and ditched her... So I married her. -

- But, because of all the alleged abuse her family had to endure at the hands of mine, another trial took place, and all contact with my family was cut out. We were forced to live here in England. We only have her side of the family now. I legally cannot have any contact with my own family. Her parents are the ones that keep that law thing fresh every year with the court and I don't even know how they do it. Or how to stop it. -

Taehyung finished in a monotone, dead voice, and looked resolutely in front of them. Jungkook was in pain knowing that Taehyung had to go through all of that, knowing that Taehyung didn't even want to become a Professor but a farmer. He wanted to make things better, but how could he? Taehyung was married by obligation, was forced to have kids, and had to stay away from his loved ones. How could he make that better?

He reached up to hold Taehyung's right cheek with his left hand, turning his face to him softly. Taehyung looked at him with the eyes of a much older person. Jungkook held his other cheek as well and looked at him straight in the eyes as he caressed him. There were so many things he wanted to say...

- You deserve so much better. The world has done you so wrong, you beautiful flower. - Taehyung took a sharp deep breath and grabbed Jungkook's wrists, closing his eyes and breathing deeply.

- Oh my dear Jungkook, how can I deserve your kind words? - The endearment in his voice made Jungkook want to get nearer to him. But his words made Jungkook frown slightly.

- Why would you not? -

- Because of the things I want. You have no idea. - Taehyung answered, rubbing his thumbs against Jungkook's skin, making him feel tender.

- Will you tell me? - He whispered, curious about what Taehyung wanted with a flutter in his stomach. But Taehyung opened his eyes, softly shaking his head.

- I prefer not to. - He turned his body more to Jungkook, and Jungkook got unconsciously closer.

- But why? - He whispered, slightly put out, feeling safe and comfortable, feeling like he could do anything of his heart's desires, wanting to do everything he felt like doing.

- If I told you, you might want to leave. And I should let you, but I'm selfish and I don't want you to get away from me. - Jungkook would have laughed at those words if his heart wouldn't be pounding so hard in his chest, taking his breath away.

- You think you are selfish? - He smiled while Taehyung grabbed his face, caressing his cheeks with his thumbs in a way that was making Jungkook's skin heat up.

- You think you are? - His smile widened.

- I am selfish when it comes to you. Selfish and greedy. - Jungkook smiled back. Taehyung chuckled. And a wave of inspiration allowed him to say the words he'd been wanting to say since that morning. - I want to be the only one who looks at you, who hears your voice, who feels your touch. - He closed his eyes and let go of Taehyung's face. Grabbing his wrists, he moved Taehyung's right hand to the back of his head, tangling his still-damp hair with his fingers as he did earlier, and letting go of a breath he didn't know he had been holding. Hearing Taehyung's deep breaths.

- Tell me why you like my touch. I told you at the library why I liked yours, it's your turn. - Taehyung said in a deep voice.

Jungkook swallowed drily, both at the sound and at the words. He remembers he'd been thinking about that same thing in his last class. So, he told him.

- I wasn't held much as a child and the only kind of human contact I used to get was when I got into fights with other kids. - Then he felt Taehyung go rigid, he opened his eyes to see Taehyung looking at him concerned, and he continued because Taehyung has done the same. - So I like when you touch me because yours is very kind and soft, warm, and comfortable... peaceful... good... it feels good to be treated softly. By you. - And he closed his eyes again, tilting his head to Taehyung's hand, smiling. - Do you still think you're being selfish? Or that you don't deserve anything of me? Do you think I could ever want to run away from you? - He sighed. He could never let go of something like this, an opportunity for freedom and happiness like this.

- Jungkook... - Taehyung called him and his soft deep voice vibrated inside Jungkook's peaceful mind like a song.

- Yes? - He felt so comfortable he could even fall asleep if it wasn't because he wanted to be with Taehyung. He opened his eyes again and saw Taehyung looking at him and trying to say something with hesitancy.

- Can I... hug you? - Jungkook froze, and Taehyung visibly tensed up. He wasn't pitying him, he actually wanted to hug him.

A hug, a hug from Taehyung, feeling his warm arms around him holding and enclosing him entirely like no one ever had, feeling this amazing sensation he had on his face and hands when he touches him, all over...

- Only if you want to, of course. - Taehyung added, tentatively. And Jungkook slowly nodded.

Taehyung let go of him and got up, and Jungkook followed.

He looked up at Taehyung, not knowing what to do, and then Taehyung slowly opened his arms wide and got nearer to him. Softly, he closed them around Jungkook's frame, brushing against his shoulders and crossing his arms in Jungkook's back, slightly pushing him forwards into his chest. Jungkook was a little out of breath, feeling tensed all over as he got near enough to touch his chest with his own. Then it happened. Their chests pressed against the other and he rested his temple tentatively over Taehyung's shoulder.

This was the weirdest sensation he had ever experienced. With his arms still at each side of himself and his shoulders tense, his mind was going ballistic with the knowledge that a man was hugging him, and it felt wonderful. His breathing got deeper and then he started noticing everything else, how he felt physically safe at being held by someone bigger than him, how good Taehyung smelled, masculine but not artificial, how he could feel Taehyung breathing, feel his chest going up and down, feel the beating of his heart, and hear his pulse in the ear pressed against his shoulder, closest to his neck. It was a rather fast and strong pulse. Jungkook loved that pulse. Everything about being held by Taehyung like this was magnificent, delightful, splendid, too good for it to be deemed bad.

- Wait. - Jungkook whispered, and immediately Taehyung let go of him and took half a step back. - Let me... can I...? - Jungkook looked down at the floor and grabbed the hem of his coat.

- Anything you want. -

Biting his lip inside his mouth, Jungkook took off his coat and left it on the bench. Then, he looked back up and took a tentative step towards Taehyung who opened his arms again. And Jungkook, with his arms folded over his own chest, went straight to Taehyung.

When Taehyung surrounded him with his arms, he let out a long peaceful breath and opened his fists to place his palms against Taehyung's chest, close to his neck.

- Thank you. - Jungkook whispered with all his feelings put to it, and then it dawned on him how this was just what he was missing, what his fourteen-year-old self had been longing for, what he was looking for every time he hugged Emily. Taehyung, he had been missing Taehyung.

And he cried, and let himself cry all he wanted, all he needed, and for all the reasons he had been wanting to cry since he had first felt alone in this world.

He cried while feeling protected for the first time in his life.

When all the tears got out of his system and he had not another single reason left to cry about, he pushed himself out of Taehyung's chest, really tired.

- I'm sorry, - He sniffed. - your shirt got wet. - Taehyung laughed over his head, and then he let go of Jungkook to dry his own tears.

- I have a lot of shirts, but just one you. You can cry over them all you need. -

- Oh, no, don't say things like that, you make me wanna cry. - Jungkook laughed and shook his head, rubbing his face so he wouldn't cry again. Taehyung laughed and took his wrists.

- Just opening my heart over here, don't mind me. -

- Taehyuuung. - He whined and made Taehyung laugh. Then a cold wind passed through and Jungkook shuddered, pressing himself against Taehyung's chest, cowering away from the cold.

- Jungkook put your coat back on. - Taehyung said, hugging him tightly, and Jungkook could hear his smile. He was swaying them a little from side to side, and that felt really good.

- I want to know what you want. - He told him, feeling braver with him.

- Hm? - Taehyung inquired, asking for more information.

- You said you weren't deserving of my kind words for the things you wanted. What do you want that you think it's so wrong? - He asked, and felt Taehyung tensing up a second, only to let it go with a chuckle.

- What I want... - He muttered close to Jungkook's ear, making him shiver with a chuckle. - Remember that I said I was conflicted? - Jungkook nodded. - Well, I don't think I'm that conflicted anymore. - Jungkook then felt how Taheyung's arms got the slightest bit tighter around him. And his stomach filled with butterflies. - I still feel selfish, and I know I'm doing something wrong. But for me... -

- ...this isn't. - Jungkook finished his sentence with a soft smile. And he felt and heard Taehyung's soft chuckle.

- I gave myself a bad time for nothing it seems. - He admitted.

- Me too. - Jungkook sighed with relief and pressed himself comfortably to Taehyung.

They knew this was deemed wrong but wasn't in the slightest, not for the both of them at least, not in this clearing under the moonlight with the distant sight of the Marmol white pavilion and the creek flowing not so far away beside them. For Jungkook, nothing was wrong here in Taehyung's arms.

Nothing but another cold breeze that made him shiver.

- Jungkook, your coat. - Taehyung reminded him again, hugging him tightly.

- Don't wanna. - Jungkook pouted where he was on Taehyung's neck, he closed his eyes and pushed himself even closer to Taehyung, clutching at Taehyung's coat with his fists and rubbing the side of his face against Taehyung's shoulder, feeling content.

Taehyung laughed.

- You're gonna get cold, Kook. - He said close to Jungkook's ear, and a rush ran around his whole body taking a giggle out of him.

- Then warm me up, Tae. - He tried stepping closer to him, to stand between his feet so Taehyung's body heat could protect him from the cold. Then, he slid his hands up Taehyung's neck to feel his skin and rub his hands against its warmth. He could feel Taehyung's strong and fast pulse and how he swallowed. How amazing.

- ...You don't know what you're saying. - Taehyung chuckled nervously. Jungkook couldn't understand what he meant by what he said, but then as he was going to ask, Taehyung lifted a hand to tangle his fingers through Jungkook's hair, and he could only concentrate on that.

- Can you... do what you did in the classroom again? - Jungkook asked in a tiny voice, almost brushing his nose against Taehyung's neck. Taehyung stopped, and slowly flexed his fingers, rubbing his nails against Jungkook's scalp. - Mm! - A punch of tingles flowed down his spine, making his body jolt. It felt just the same, just as good, it felt so good, that he let himself go slightly limp against Taehyung when his legs were feeling tingly. A tingling feeling from the place where Taehyung was rubbing his fingers slowly was spreading through his whole body, making his mind go fuzzy and his breathing deeper.

- ...We have class tomorrow, Kooky. -

That nickname sounded so good when Taehyung said it. His voice had been a deep purr against his ear, making Jungkook want to bite something, so he chose to bite his own bottom lip really hard, rubbing the side of his face slowly against Taehyung's shoulder.

- Don't stop this now. - He registered vaguely how his own voice had a purr to it as well.

- How far do you plan on going exactly? -

- What'd you mean by how far...? Mmm... - Jungkook felt slightly intoxicated with Taehyung's touches and breathing his scent, there was a strange feeling at the base of his throat that wanted to get out in "Mmm"s. He felt so good.

Taehyung swallowed.

- Jungkook, it's late, we have to get up early tomorrow, come--on... - He had sounded very sure of himself until Jungkook flexed his own fingers and softly dragged his nails down each side of Taehyung's neck. Jungkook giggled, high on the feeling. - ...Stop that. - Jungkook stopped and caressed his neck back up. - Stop that, now. - Jungkook's mouth went dry, but, strangely, the command sounded nice; it was vaguely comforting. It left a tingling sensation from his ear and down his body. It felt so good.

- What if I don't want to. - He didn't want to stop for anything, he was getting addicted to this new and intoxicating tingling sensation.

- I need you to stop. -

Unwillingly, Jungkook separated his hands from Taehyung's neck, and with a sigh and his hands at either side of his head in surrender, he separated himself from Taehyung's chest. He looked up at his eyes and saw him with the most alluring stare he had ever laid his eyes upon. His eyes were half-closed and there was half a grin on his lips. Jungkook would do anything for that face.

Taehyung grabbed his chin and pulled his face up gently so Jungkook was looking at him straight in the eyes.

- You really don't like to listen, do you? - He grinned.

Jungkook grabbed his wrists and bit his lip inside his mouth before answering

- I might be a little rebellious sometimes. - He giggled and Taehyung chuckled low.

- Yeah, I noticed that when you jumped professionally out of the classroom window. - Jungkook laughed with his eyes closed shut and then swiftly moved Taehyung's hands to the back of his head to rub at his scalp again, but Taehyung saw right thru his intentions and softly grab fistfuls of his hair keeping him in place, and making him shake all over for the tingles. - No more for tonight, Jungkook. We'll see each other tomorrow. Good-bye. -

He grinned widely at Jungkook, then let go of him and bent down beside him to grab his coat from the bench for him. All the while Jungkook was feeling tingles all over and couldn't stop biting his lip. He felt so high, it was amazing. Taehyung passed him his coat and looked him in the eyes one last time before turning around and leaving to the Professor's living area.

Jungkook put his coat back on in a daze and slowly turned around to leave back to his room, his mind replaying over and over again Taehyung's every touch, the sound of his pulse, the sound of his low voice purring against his ear, the feeling of his breathing against his own chest, the feeling of his nails against his scalp... Jungkook had to stop and lean against a tree, his legs were strangely weak.

Closing his eyes, he laughed breathlessly. 

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