Soft snores and the heavy feeling around his waist awakened the brunet in the break of dawn.

He was welcomed by Jungkook's sleeping face pressed on his left cheek, his heavy breathing sending shivers ran down his spine.

Memories of the kiss that they shared flashed in his mind as he stared at the ravenette's parted lips.

He could still remember how he felt like a drunken man as Jungkook kissed him with fervor, melting his bones and his resolve. They ended up inside his room, lips attached to each other as he felt his back against the mattress.

He was burning with desire as Jungkook hovered on top of him, hands caressing his body like a fragile glass. They were dangerously playing with fire as he moaned in pure bliss, feeling Jungkook's kiss turn needy and wanting.

They were so lost in the heat of the moment that they almost....

Taehyung bit his lower lip, shutting his eyes to stop his imagination from heading towards something indecent.

He carefully lifted Jungkook's arm possesively wrapped around his waist, not wanting to wake him up.

Fortunately, Taehyung was successful to get out of bed, glancing at the ravenette for the last time before heading out of the room.

He made sure not to make any noise, afraid to stir Jungkook from his sleep. He doesn't want to wake him up because he doesn't know how to face him after what happened.

Taehyung instantly released the breath he's holding as soon as he silently closed the door.

The whole place was enveloped in darkness which helped him cover the blush that crept on his cheeks, reminiscing his bold act of initiating the kiss.

Fuck.

Taehyung doesn't know what on earth possessed him to do such a thing. He felt embarrassed and ashamed of what he did.

It's wrong.

All of it is wrong.

Taehyung made his way out of the house with his mind still in chaos. He slowly went to his own house, anxiously praying for his mother to be asleep.

His mind is not properly functioning to think of an excuse as to why he's coming home at this hour.

Taehyung grabbed the knob of the front door, slowly and carefully inserting the key. He heard a click, his heart beating loudly in his chest as he opened the door.

The living room is empty with no sign of his mother which instantly made him sigh in relief.

Like a thief, Taehyung tiptoed his way upstairs, his steps as faint as it could be until he reached his room.

The brunet quickly threw his body on the bed, eyes out of focused. His mind travelled back to the ravenette, his addicting smell that latched onto him, his soft yet sinful lips that perfectly crafted with his own, his hard body pressed against his...

Oh God.

Taehyung immediately stood and ran inside the bathroom. He splashed the cold water on his face as he stared at his reflection on the mirror.

There's a slight tint on his cheeks, eyes wide and uncertain and lips a bit swollen. He softly touched his lips, feeling them in his fingertips as he went back in fantasizing about Jungkook.

Am I... gay?

He stared at himself with wide eyes, fearing the answer to the question that bugged his mind.

He's confused and scared.

In his 21 years of existence, he had never felt an attraction to a person of the same sex. He had never desired to be kissed by a man nor feel electrified by a man's touch.

But Jungkook...

He turned his whole world upside down, making him feel things he had never thought of.

He could make his mind go blank by a mere touch. He made him crave for his kiss.

It's addicting.

But like any other addiction, it's all wrong.

Taehyung leaned on the counter, his eyes showing fear as he covered his damp face with his hands in frustration.

This shouldn't go on.

It can't go on.

Though there's a heavy feeling in his heart, Taehyung came up with a decision.

He's just going to blame it all on the alcohol.

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Jungkook made his way to his room in a sour mood. He didn't even greet back the students who tried flirting with him as he passed through the hallway.

His morning isn't as pleasant as he thought it to be after waking up alone in his room, Taehyung nowhere to be found.

He checked on him in his house, only to be informed by Tessa that Taehyung already left for school.

The ravenette sighed, feeling shittier as he entered the room. His eyes automatically landed on the brunet who's sitting comfortably by the window, his attention is on the purple flowers blooming outside.

He made his way to him, seriously observing him.

Taehyung felt Jungkook's presence on his side. He turned to look at him, heart erratically beating in his chest as soon as their eyes met.

But he never let it show.

"Hey, Kook." Taehyung said in a rehearsed tone.

Jungkook stared at him for a long while, seemingly wanting to say a lot of things. He was quietly gazing at him and in the end, he just sighed. He shakes his head, a hurt and disappointed smile appeared briefly in his lips before he walked away from the brunet, taking the seat far away from him.

He's not dumb. He knows what Taehyung is doing.

Taehyung retracted his gaze, focusing his attention back on the flowers outside, feeling a seering pain in his heart. He bit his lower lip, maintaining his facade. He felt a lump on his throat as he remembered the look on Jungkook's face.

However, he held it in.

The room started to get noisy as the students made their way inside. Taehyung heard Hoseok's loud voice coming from behind.

"Good morning!" He greeted, making the other students beam.

Hoseok tapped Taehyung by the shoulder, his smile shining brightly as the sun.

"Hey, Tae. Good morning!" His wide grin instantly fell the moment he saw his grim face.

"Well, shit. You look... stressed?" He commented, making Taehyung roll his eyes.

"Not everyone's as fresh as you, Hobi." Taehyung forced a smile, seeing Jimin and Jin approaching them.

"That's true though." Hoseok laughed.

Jimin went to sit in front of Taehyung, his eyes show eagerness as he stared at him.

"So, tell me. Have the two of you talked and made up?" Jimin asked, obviously pertaining to Jungkook.

The brunet just smiled. "Yeah. We're good." He shrugged his shoulders, tactically avoiding Jimin's gaze.

"Really? Then why is Jungkook sitting way over there?" Jin butted in, pointing towards the ravenette who has his head slumped on his desk.

Taehyung shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know." He answered.

To his luck, the professor arrived, preventing his friends from asking too much questions.

The lecture finally started, Namjoon and Yoongi coming in late, earning a good 15 minutes of nagging from their professor.

Everything went well.

Everything except for the guilt he's been feeling as he sat silently in his seat, totally aware that he just might have hurt Jungkook's feelings by giving him the cold shoulders.

But there's nothing he could do.

He has decided to forget about everything that happened, determined to just go back to being friends.

Jungkook and him should just stay as friends.

Nothing more.

He had made his decision and he's ready to face the consequences it may bring.

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Love you 💜