Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin sat around the small dining table in Hoseok and Jimin's house. Their house was bigger than Taehyung's, with 2 rooms instead of just 1, and with a proper TV and actual nice stuff. And of course, the cutest dog.

"Pizza," Hoseok said animatedly as he put two big boxes of pizza on the counter. Jungkook, who was sitting on one of the chairs, turned and looked at Hoseok.

"Thank y-you Hobi!" Jungkook said with glittering eyes, and Hoseok gave him a small smile. Hoseok turned away. Jungkook bounced on his chair. "Hobi Hobi Hobi."

"Here. It's a little hot, though." Taehyung said, putting a slice of pizza on Jungkook's plate. Jungkook nodded, and Jimin eyed him.

"It's like taking care of a child," Hoseok laughed heartily, sitting down opposite Jungkook. Jungkook took a bite of his hot pizza and then gulped it down.

"What is child?"

"A small... young person, I guess. We're adults because we're past the age of 18." Taehyung explained or tried to in the best way he could.

"Jungkook is 21 years of old!" Jungkook said brightly. Taehyung blinked at him and then frowned.

"What? How'd you know that?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook hesitated for a second. Then, he looked away.

"I-I am not sure. It just popped up in Jungkook's head!" Jungkook said, and Taehyung looked a little nervous for a few seconds, but then Jimin cleared his throat.

"Maybe he's getting his memory back," Jimin said quietly. Taehyung hummed, and then diverted his attention to eating. Jimin looked at Jungkook. "Do you remember nothing, Jungkook?"

"No, I doesn't," Jungkook said firmly, Taehyung patted the back of his round head.

"Don't." Taehyung corrected, and Jungkook nodded, continuing to eat. Taehyung didn't notice Jimin looking at Jungkook questioningly, but Hoseok did, so he swiftly changed the topic.

"So! Are you sending Jungkook back to that place?"

"N-no please!" Jungkook cried, and Taehyung shook his head. "Don't worry, Kookie. I'm not sending him." Taehyung said, and Jungkook whimpered lightly, so Taehyung brought his hand up to pet his head again, to which Jungkook calmed down.

"Won't that guy in the suit get mad?"

"Jin? Eh, I'll talk to him." Taehyung said. The four finished their meal and then Taehyung helped Jimin clean up in the kitchen while Hoseok and Jungkook sat in the living room.

"Look, this is a picture of Taehyung and me when we went to the sand dunes last year," Hoseok said, showing Jungkook a picture. Jungkook frowned at it.

"N-no! It is not Taehyung." Jungkook said. Hoseok chuckled. "It is, little guy. Taehyung just has black hair there."

"Why is?" Jungkook asked, and Hoseok hummed. "Well, he dyed his hair blue because he lost a bet to Jimin over something stupid, I can't remember. We helped him dye it, actually. Didn't think he'd keep it for more than a week or two. But he seems to have gotten attached to it now."

"Y-yes. Jungkook likes Taehyung's blue hair." Jungkook explained. Hoseok nodded. "Jungkook w-wants to have sex with Taehyung's blue hair."

Hoseok paused for about 13 whole seconds before yelping. "WHAT?!"

"M-Mark said! He told Jungkook that if you like something you want to have sex with it."

"No-no!" Hoseok shook his head. "Jesus Christ, no. When you really really like someone, you feel sexually attracted to them. Or not. But it's to actual people who are adults, not inanimate objects and not animals and not people you're related to."

"Too many rules Jungkook doesn't understand!" Jungkook snapped.

"Don't think about it, okay? Mark, whoever he is, was wrong and saying stupid things." Hoseok taught, and Jungkook nodded lightly, and then looked at the other picture Hoseok held in his fingers.

"Who is?" Jungkook asked, pointing at the picture. It was of four people. A look of somber recollection crossed the red-haired boy's face.

"That's me, Jimin, Taehyung," Hoseok pointed. "And that's Yoongi," Hoseok added. The picture was off the four boys standing, smiling widely. At least Taehyung was, with one arm around the smaller black haired boy's- Yoongi- shoulders, and the other arm around Jimin's.

"Yoonie?" Jungkook voices, and then tilted his head. "Jungkook has seen!!" Jungkook suddenly gasped. "Picture of Yoonie at Taehyung house," Jungkook said loudly. Hoseok's breath hitched and he patted Jungkook's shoulder.

"Yeah, they were friends," Hoseok said quickly and then cleared his throat. "Hope!" Hoseok called loudly, and the corgi got up from where she was sleeping on the side and rushed over to Hoseok and Jungkook. Jungkook forgot about the other matter and got engrossed at Hope jumping around.

Meanwhile, Taehyung and Jimin were in the kitchen. Taehyung helped dry the plates which Jimin washed. Jimin looked at him. "Tae, about Jungkook..."

"You've talked about him enough today, Minnie. Can we just leave it?" Taehyung asked, and Jimin's lips pursed.

"I swear this time it's nothing bad. Or, well, it might be..."

"Jimin..." Taehyung trailed lightly, and Jimin sighed, knowing that if he stressed the topic further then Taehyung would get mad. Jimin gave him a small smile, leaving the topic.

When they were both done, Taehyung walked out of the kitchen and saw Jungkook on the floor with Hope in his lap, petting her with a cautious look on his face. Hoseok was laughing at how cute Jungkook looked. Taehyung walked up to them, but then saw some photographs sprawled all over the sofa and picked one up.

Taehyung got a small fond smile on his face. "Hey, I remember this. The four of us went out jeep driving in the desert. Who's idea was that??" Taehyung scoffed.

"Yours, idiot," Hoseok said, and Taehyung giggled. "Right! Aw man, I remember how sunburnt Jimin got after this. And Yoongi," Taehyung began, eyes twinkling. "He was so pissed, he hated the whole thing." Taehyung smiled. "Didn't let me take him out for a good 3 weeks after that."

There was a small silence, which was broken. "Taehyung?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung broke out of his trance and looked at Jungkook. Hope was asleep on the side now, tired of playing. "C-can we go to home?"

"Sure." Taehyung breathed out, and Jungkook got up. Taehyung said bye to Jimin and Hoseok, Jungkook only said bye to Hoseok, and then they left.

Jimin and Hoseok's house wasn't too far of a walk from Taehyung's, thankfully. Taehyung went to hold Jungkook's hand, but Jungkook shook his head.

"No need! Jungkook knows how to walk without hand holding now." Jungkook said proudly, and Taehyung smiled.

"Really? Damn," Taehyung chuckled. They walked one more block but then a loud motorcycle went by and Jungkook held onto Taehyung's hand.

"Nevermind," Jungkook said in a small voice, and Taehyung laughed.

They reached the house quickly, and Jungkook rushed in. "Why is Taehyung's home smaller than Jimin and Hobi's home?"

"Money," Taehyung said dryly, and Jungkook looked at Taehyung.

"W-why doesn't Taehyung get more money?"

"I wish it were that easy," Taehyung said. "Anyways. I have some work, have to fix my neighbor's car. Wanna come?"

"Yes yes!" Jungkook said energetically. Though he seemed more excited then, it soon washed away when he was sitting by the red car, only able to see Taehyung's legs and hips, the front part of his body under the car fixing the stuff.

"Jungkook wants to sleep under car also," Jungkook grumbled, and Taehyung snickered from underneath.

"Not sleeping, Jungkook. I'm fixing this dude's car." Taehyung's muffled voice came, and Jungkook sighed, leaning both his cheeks against his fists.

After a bit of silence, Jungkook huffed. "Who i-is Yoonie?"

The sound of metal clinking against each other stopped. There was a beat of quiet. "A friend," Taehyung said.

"Like Jungkook?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung rolled out from underneath the car and then got up on his feet. Jungkook saw Taehyung's face. He had splotches of oil on his face causing blackened marks. He was sweating, blue hair tied back by a bandana. Taehyung reached to the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up to wipe his sweat off his forehead.

"Sure." Taehyung gruffed, and then lifted the hood of the car to look at the engine. Jungkook looked at Taehyung for a few seconds. Taehyung was breathing heavily, looking a bit annoyed now while staring into the engine. He brought one of the metal screw up and began tweaking it into a thing in the engine.

"Where is Yoonie now?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung dug the metal screw into the car and then breathed out. He looked at Jungkook, breathing heavily, skin tan and gleaming of sweat.

"Somewhere else," Taehyung mumbled, and Jungkook blinked his big eyes.

"B-but why is-" Jungkook began, but Taehyung suddenly closed the lid of the car loudly, turning around.

"Mr. Lee? Yeah- I'm done fixing your car! I'll come to take the payment tomorrow. See you!" Taehyung called out loudly, and then he turned and walked away from the man's house. Jungkook got up and followed.

"T-Taehyung!" Jungkook called, catching up with him. "W-what is happened?" Jungkook asked, and Taehyung took a deep breath.

"Nothing," Taehyung said. They walked towards the house and got in, and Taehyung let out a sigh at the cool air inside the house. Jungkook looked at Taehyung.

"But-but why did Yoongi leave i-if he was friend-"

"Stop," Taehyung snapped loudly, turning to look at him. Jungkook got startled. "Stop- stop talking about him. It doesn't matter. He's gone now. That's all you need to know. Stop asking."

"O-oh," Jungkook said, and then Taehyung turned back towards the bedroom. Jungkook opened his mouth to speak, but Taehyung took his shirt off, using it to wipe the sweat off his forehead and neck.

Taehyung opened the fridge and took out a bottle of cool water, pressing it against his burning hot neck for a second, and then opened it and gulping big gulps of ice cold water. Taehyung tucked the shirt into his waistband and turned around to look at Jungkook, who was standing there, looking.

"What?" Taehyung asked, pulling the bottle away.

Jungkook looked at him for a few seconds and then began walking closer. Taehyung saw the younger boy walk up to him until he was standing right in front of Taehyung. Taehyung then rose his eyebrow.

"Are..... are you blushing?" Taehyung asked breathlessly, realizing Jungkook's cheeks were rosy red, in a bashful way.

"Hm?" Jungkook asked, looking at him. Jungkook looked away very quickly. "T-Taehyung is making Jungkook feel weird."

"Should I put my shirt back on?" Taehyung asked softly, and Jungkook looked back at him. The boy didn't have abs like Jungkook, but he was still toned, clearly from constantly being outside and working all the time. His shoulders were wide too, wider now that his shirt was off. His neck was veiny, thick, and-

"Jungkook?" Taehyung asked again, but Jungkook looked at him.

"J-Jungkook wants to fuck Taehyung."

Very long pause.

Taehyung's jaw unhinged and dropped, his eyes widened, and now he was the one blushing. "W-what??"

"Jungkook likes Taehyung. He wants to f-fuck." Jungkook said again, and Taehyung's mouth went dry, eyebrows raised high.

"What- the what-what are you saying??? I-" Taehyung began, but then Jungkook nodded firmly.

"Y-yes! Because! Mark told me that if Jungkook likes s-someone then he will want to fuck!" Jungkook said, the rage of passion in his eyes.

Taehyung let out a nervous laugh, and then put his hand over his face, calming himself for a few seconds. He brought his hand away, and then breathed out. "Okay. WOW. No. That's not- okay. Okay. Two people who love each other and are in a relationship which isn't platonic have- have sex with each other. Like Jimin and Hoseok."

"N-not friend?" Jungkook asked in confusion. Taehyung didn't have the time nor energy to explain to Jungkook what casual hooking up with no strings attached meant, so he nodded.

"Not friends," Taehyung explained. Jungkook frowned for a few seconds but then brought his sweater paw up, chewing on it. "You-you're like a child, Kookie. Don't go around telling people you wanna fuck them," Taehyung said lightly.

Taehyung then turned to walk into his bedroom but then heard a quiet squeak. "J-Jungkook doesn't want to be a child. I want to be adult."

"You are," Taehyung said, chucking his t-shirt to the side of his bedroom. "Not mentally, though."

"Oh..." Jungkook said. "J-Jungkook is... child, mentally?" Jungkook asked. Taehyung was surprised at how much faster Jungkook was grasping concepts/notions and how he was formulating his sentences much better.

"Yeah, kinda," Taehyung said. Taehyung then walked into the washroom. "I'm gonna take a shower, Kookie. You wait outside, okay?"

Taehyung took a quick cold shower and then thought to himself. Jungkook was physically 21. Taehyung cursed himself. The boy was so cute and gorgeous, really. And Jungkook saying he wanted to fuck Taehyung threw the blue-haired boy off loop for a second. That was a bit much. But Taehyung couldn't stop thinking about it.

No, being attracted to or being with Jungkook would be really weird. He's mentally like a 5-year-old. So no, no, god, why was Taehyung even thinking this?? Weird. Weird weird. Jungkook is his roommate slash friend slash someone he takes care of. Nothing more.

Taehyung walked out of the shower wearing sweats and a t-shirt and saw Jungkook looking at the mirror, wearing Taehyung's aviators. Taehyung chuckled. "Looking cute, Kookie."

"Kinda. Y-you're looking cute, Tae. Fuck yeah bro."

"What the fuck," Taehyung paused. "What did you just say?"

Jungkook took his aviators off, looking stressed. "J-Jungkook is b-being adult," Jungkook explained. Taehyung was quiet for a few seconds and then laughed.

"Oh, Kookie, don't worry about it. I'm not mad that you're not like an adult or anything. Okay?" Taehyung explained, thinking Jungkook was worried about not being enough of an adult because it might upset Taehyung.

Jungkook put the sunglasses away and then began mouthing on his fingers, looking nervous. Taehyung tsked. "Don't bite, Kookie."

"Sorry." Jungkook cried, pulling his fingers away. "J-Jungkook is- I am always messing up!" Jungkook said worriedly.

Taehyung frowned. "Hey, hey, no, it's fine. You're learning. Everyone makes mistakes while learning." Taehyung explained, and Jungkook hummed, looking down.

"C'mon, let's go. I'll teach you more language stuff, yeah?" Taehyung said in hopes of his mood getting better. Jungkook looked at him and nodded, eyes brightening a bit.

While Jungkook sat down with a pen and paper to learn, Taehyung took his phone out.

Taehyung
he's not coming back. im keeping him. thanks for the help but i think jungkook should stay with him.

Jin
That's fine. I'm sorry, again. I hope he's okay. If you ever need anything I'm here.

Taehyung
really?

Jin
Not really I'm just saying that to be nice please don't call me. Bye.

Taehyung
nice

Taehyung sat down in front of Jungkook. "So! Let's make a proper sentence. First of all-"

"I know how to make a proper sentence." Jungkook cut. Taehyung looked taken aback. Jungkook looked at him with big eyes. "Did Jungkook do correctly?"

"Yes," Taehyung said, trailing. "Great. Honestly, Jungkook, I wouldn't worry too much about your syntax and language. It's fine and you'll learn gradually. Lemme teach you other stuff. Like something you brought up today, sex."

"Sex! Yes. Jungkook wants."

"No," Taehyung said. "Okay. First of all, sex is between two people. Or three.... no, that's for another time. So, sex is between two people. Two people who love each other."

"Y-yes." Jungkook nodded. "Jungkook wants."

"Ah, see, it's not only about what you want, Kookie," Taehyung explained. "With stuff like sex, and sharing secrets, and hugging someone, and borrowing things- you have to remember to ask for consent first, okay?" Taehyung explained.

Jungkook blinked his big eyes. "For example, here's my apple. Ask if you can have it."

"Can I-I have your apple please?" Jungkook asked.

"Good! Always ask before taking something like that. Now here's my response. No. I don't feel like giving you my apple right now." Taehyung said.

"Jungkook will take!" Jungkook said angrily and then swiped the apple and took it.

"No, Jungkook will not. Jungkook will ask kindly and if the person says no, then he will not take it. If he does, then he is very bad. Okay?" Taehyung said gravely. Jungkook nodded shyly and put the apple back.

"Let's try again. Jungkook, can I have your apple?"

"No."

"Then I won't take it." Taehyung put his hands up and then grinned when Jungkook nodded enthusiastically, getting a hold of it.

"J-Jungkook understands! More! Taehyung is better than the people in the bad place!" Jungkook said giddily, and Taehyung smiled at that. And like that, he explained a few more concepts. Like stealing and why it's bad, hurting people and why it's bad, how to have arguments / discuss stuff, etcetra.

After they were done, Jungkook asked Taehyung. "W-why did Taehyung get mad when Jungkook asked about Yoonie?"

"Kook," Taehyung looked at him. "I told you not to ask..."

"I knows," Jungkook said, looking down ashamed. "B-but... Taehyung is upset b-by it?"

Taehyung looked at him for a few seconds and then got up, leaning against the table. He took a deep breath. "Yoongi was a friend of mine," Taehyung said in a small voice. "I moved to this city when I was 17. I ran away from my home."

"Why did Taehyung do that?"

"I-I didn't like how stuff was," Taehyung said, gingerly. "I moved from foster home to foster home, nothing but an object of income. It got tiring, so I ran away. To this place. Took a train and got here. I didn't know anyone. I went to the markets, looking for things, food, people, shelter. That's when I met Hoseok. He grew up here, and he helped me out a lot. Got me a job at this restaurant as a waiter."

"Hobi is best," Jungkook said. Taehyung smiled, looking at him. "Yeah, he really is. He introduced me to Jimin- they weren't dating at the time. He also introduced me to Yoongi..." Taehyung said. "Yoongi was a friend of Hoseok's. He was- he was 2 years older. Kinda cold, kinda rude. I thought he was so cool, though." Taehyung chuckled to himself. "He didn't like me much."

"T-Taehyung is best." Jungkook comforted, but Taehyung smiled at him.

"Don't worry about it, Yoongi got around. A month after meeting him I turned 18, and slowly we began spending more time together. He'd come over to my apartment at night, sometimes stay over because his neighbors were annoying. In hindsight, that was probably just an excuse to spend more time with me. He- h-he was the best." Taehyung whispered, and then gulped.

Taehyung took a deep breath. "He's g-gone now. Never coming back." Taehyung murmured, and then picked on his fingers. "I just. Fuck. I-I miss him so m-much sometimes, y-you know?" That's- that's why I don't like t-talking about him. Every since he-he left, I just feel so fucking empty. So alone. He was a-all I had in this godforsaken cruel world. And it took him a-away from me."

Jungkook looked at Taehyung silently. Taehyung sniffled, eyes growing slightly teary. He shook his head, turning around, swallowing the lump in his throat. He stood there for a few seconds and then felt a tap on his back.

Taehyung turned to look and then felt Jungkook wrap his arms around Taehyung lightly. "J-Jungkook is sorry for all the mean things happening to Taehyung. You are... best. I am here now, T-Taehyungie. Jungkook will take care of Taehyung."

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist. "Thank you," Taehyung whispered, and Jungkook shook his head, continuing to hug him back.

After a bit of holding, Jungkook pulled away and then leaned forward and kissed Taehyung's cheek. Taehyung smiled at that, and Jungkook blinked his big eyes at him.

"Bread."

"Huh?"

"Taehyung's ch-cheeks look like bread!"

Taehyung burst out laughing, blushing slightly. "Really? Isn't that cute of you. Damn. Thanks, Kooks." Taehyung said, tickling Jungkook's chin.

Jungkook then scrunched his big nose. "J-Jungkook will go shower?"

"Okay," Taehyung said, and Jungkook went into the bedroom to go shower. Taehyung sighed to himself, sitting down on the couch.

He hated thinking about Yoongi. How fucking good everything was with him and how quickly it all went downhill. How quickly Taehyung lost everything.

How quickly he lost the only person he'd ever fallen in love with.

Taehyung misses everything about him. How he was small and a little grumpy. How he had the most adorable gummy smile, crinkly eyes, an old soul which matched Taehyung's. How he was quiet but talked a storm around Taehyung. How he never liked getting out of bed and Taehyung had to drag him out of it every morning. How he always clung onto Taehyung at night, curled up. How when Yoongi stood in front of him, Taehyung was at the perfect height to kiss his forehead. How he moaned in bed and let Taehyung fuck him until he saw stars, and then did the same to Taehyung and made him see stars.

If only the morning of his death, Taehyung had been the one to keep him in bed. If only Taehyung hadn't let Yoongi's persistent self dive into a persistent protest against the guards from the higher order. If only the guards cared for a fucking second and didn't shoot him without looking.

If only Taehyung could do something.

"Taehyung?" Jungkook's voice came, and Taehyung looked to the side. Jungkook was standing by his bedroom, wearing an oversized maroon sweatshirt which reached past his fingers. He wore nothing else.

And for a second, standing with the moonlight coming from the window behind him, Jungkook looked like an angel.

"Hey," Taehyung said, small voice. Jungkook walked up to him, black hair a little messy. Jungkook wordlessly climbed onto Taehyung's lap, and Taehyung let him, putting his hand on his lower back.

"Jungkook spilled s-some shampoo on the floor," Jungkook said, upset. "Jungkook is sorry."

"That's okay," Taehyung chuckled. "It's just shampoo."

Jungkook nodded, leaning against Taehyung, putting his arms on his shoulders. Taehyung put his arms around Jungkook's waist. "You okay?" Taehyung asked.

"Jungkook just wants to be with Taehyung," Jungkook said in a small voice, looking down. His lips were pouty, but they always were. Taehyung looked at his pink lips, and almost lost his train of thought for a second, but then snapped out of it.

"Let's watch a movie." Taehyung decided and then set up a laptop on the table in front of him. Jungkook positioned himself on Taehyung's lap to look at the screen. Taehyung put on Finding Nemo.

The movie began, and Jungkook was excited at first. Although, he was really excited and began bouncing on Taehyung's lap, hitting Taehyung's you know what with his you know what.

"Hey, hey, calm down," Taehyung said gently, putting his hands on his hips, slowing him down. Jungkook lay against Taehyung's chest, hands fiddling with one another. "Don't bounce."

Jungkook continued watching, squealing midway about wanting to see fishes and turtles now. Taehyung patted his side.

"Turtles are no more. Because of that plastic stuff." Taehyung mumbled. "If only humans did something to save the environment and Earth before it went to shit."

After a bit more of the movie, Taehyung found himself more interested in how Nemo was going to get found by his dad than Jungkook was. Jungkook looked sleepy, laying his head on Taehyung's shoulder.

"Holy shit Nemo's stuck in that tank now what the hell." Taehyung cried. Jungkook grabbed onto Taehyung's hand.

"Oh, that braces wearing bitch. Oh man. This sucks." Taehyung muttered, and the suddenly felt something. Taehyung got very alert and looked at Jungkook, and then froze.

Jungkook wrapped his lips around Taehyun's two fingers. Taehyung's eyes grew big. Jungkook must've done it without realizing because of his tendency on biting and mouthing on things. He grabbed Taehyung's wrist with his fingers and sucked on his fingertips.

Taehyung looked at him. "Kookie?" Taehyung said breathlessly.

Jungkook looked at Taehyung, and Taehyung's breath hitched. His eyes were darker in this dim light. Jungkook didn't do anything, just moved his lips further down Taehyung's fingers, taking more of them into his mouth.

"Fuck," Taehyung said gently, not knowing why he did. It was weird. Yeah. It was really weird because it sent tingles in Taehyung's lower stomach to see Jungkook, one of the prettiest boys Taehyung had ever set his eyes on, with his lips wrapped around Taehyung's fingers.

Jungkook whimpered around Taehyung's fingers. Taehyung tsked, getting annoyed at his own slightly sexual thoughts. "Um. Kook, y-you shouldn't-"

Jungkook pulled away, let his lips rest against his fingertips. "Please," Jungkook whispered.

Taehyung licked his lips. "Okay," Taehyung said, and then Jungkook put his lips around Taehyung's fingers again, now laying against his shoulder, at peace. Taehyung diverted his attention back to the movie which seemed to have moved further. Taehyung couldn't find himself to care anymore about it.

Not when Jungkook was sucking on his fingers, swirling his tongue around it. Taehyung's leg began jittering up and down. Jungkook pulled away from his fingers, looking at his laptop screen.

"What is?" Jungkook asked.

"That's a- um- that's a seagull," Taehyung said, feeling this fucking electric shock in his dick when Jungkook put his lips around Taehyung's fingers again. He kept pushing the fingers into his own mouth until he was deepthroating them. Taehyung could feel the back of his throat.

"Kook, don't do that," Taehyung said but felt a little dizzy at the realization that Jungkook didn't have a gag reflex.

Jungkook pulled away from his fingers, just sucking on the fingertip like it was a lollipop. Taehyung let him and then realized he just could not focus on anything like this and closed the laptop with his foot.

Jungkook hummed lightly in confusion around Taehyung's fingers, and Taehyung pulled them away instantly. "Let's eat dinner."

"O-oh." Jungkook nodded, and then Taehyung got up and walked to the kitchen. Jungkook got up and stood by him. Taehyung took out some food and basically threw together two sandwiches.

Jungkook and Taehyung ate in silence. Taehyung, while eating in a hurry, accidentally dropped some mayo onto his sweats, on his thigh. Jungkook noticed and then picked a dollop of mayo up from his thigh, dangerously close to his crotch. The movement made Taehyung's breath hitch. Jungkook then licked the mayo off his fingers.

"S-stain is gone!"

"Thanks," Taehyung said dryly. They both finished eating, and then Taehyung chucked all the plates to the sink and ran to the bedroom. Jungkook followed.

They both brushed their teeth. Jungkook leaned against the mirror to brush his teeth up close, sticking his butt out, and unluckily, right in front of Taehyung. Taehyung literally almost choked on his toothpaste.

Afterward, they both got into bed. Taehyung curled to the corner of his bed and almost fell off. Jungkook gulped. "T-Taehyungie cuddle?"

"Right," Taehyung said, turning around. Jungkook wormed closer to him and slotted himself against Taehyung's chest, his back against him. Taehyung hesitantly put his arm around Jungkook's waist. Jungkook put his hand on Taehyung's hand and then pushed back so his ass was pressed against Taehyung's crotch.

And of course, Jungkook was only wearing boxers. Taehyung was going to scream.

"Goo-night TaeTae," Jungkook said.

"Goodnight," Taehyung said weakly.

"Can Jungkook have Taehyung's fingers in mouth?"

"Kook... You should stop mouthing on stuff," Taehyung said. Jungkook got quiet. There was some silence, and then Taehyung tsked and brought his hand up, cradling Jungkook's jaw with his hand and then pressing his middle and ring finger into Jungkook's mouth.

Jungkook must've gotten surprised, because he let out a stiff breath and then pressed his ass even further against Taehyung's crotch, leaning against him. Jungkook gripped onto his arm and let out a whimper as Taehyung pressed his fingers in.

"Enough?" Taehyung asked, seeing Jungkook laying against his chest, head lolled back onto his shoulder, gripping onto his arm, breathing heavily with Taehyung's two fingers in his mouth.

Jungkook nodded, easing himself, making himself comfortable and then sucking on Taehyung's fingers. Taehyung looked at him closely. Don't get hard don't get hard don't get hard don't get-

Jungkook stilled, letting Taehyung's fingers lay in his mouth while he closed his eyes, trying to sleep. Taehyung often saw Jungkook sucking on his own fingers or mouthing at the sleeve of his shirt while sleeping, so this was fine for him, he assumes.

Taehyung didn't have many problems as Jungkook fell asleep soon and Taehyung could pull his fingers out smoothly. But there was one problem. One slightttttttttt problem.

Taehyung was now highly aware of the fact that he was very attached to Jungkook. Shit.

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