“Are you okay, angel?” Jeongguk held his face the moment they got outside and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

“Yes, Kookie, thank you.” He exhaled the breath he was holding and smiled at him.

“You know,” Jeongguk said, hesitant, as they resumed their way to the car. “Shouldn’t we take your stuff from your house?”

“But—But Jongwon—“

“I know, I know.” Jeongguk caressed his side, trying to allay his distressed state. “I can go alone to take your stuff. You don’t have to see him.”

“I don’t think he’ll let you.”

“I’ll force him to let me. You don’t have to worry about anything.”

Taehyung was still unsure about going there, but he knew he had to take his stuff somehow. “Okay.”

He engulfed him in his hug and then opened the door for him. He received a warm smile from his baby and a soft ‘thank you’ as he took his seat.

Both of them inside the car now, they headed to his house, bantering along the way and sharing a few kisses until they arrived.

“Can you also grab my electronic piano? It’s in my closet.”

“Yes, love. Anything else?”

“No, everything is in my suitcase already.”

“Great.” Jeongguk offered him a wide smile as he cupped his cheeks and connected their lips in a longing kiss. “I’ll be right back.”

“Be careful,” Taehyung uttered, kissing him one more time.

He stepped out of the car and trod towards the building. He rang the doorbell once and twice and had to wait for a while, but the door swung open soon enough.

“Oh?” An amused smile popped up onto Jongwon’s face upon seeing that boy at his door. “Did you bring my little Tae back, by any chance?”

“As if I’ll ever do that.” Jeongguk’s ominous gaze soured his little smile and brought a stern expression instead.

“What the fuck do you want then?”

“I’m here to take his things.”

“No fucking way. If he wants them, he can come himself to take them.” A nefarious chuckle jumped out of his mouth as he attempted to shut the door.

But Jeongguk slammed it open and forced his way inside. “If you don’t want me to break your nose again, stay the fuck out of my face until I’m done,” he snarled while he shoved him back fiercely.

Jongwon had other plans, though. He grabbed him by his hair the moment he turned his back to him and tossed him onto the wall.

Jeongguk skillfully dodged the swipe that was about to collide with his face and began throwing swift punches in his instead. In just a minute, Jongwon fell in a heap on the floor, grunting and bleeding all over it.

“You should know already that you can never touch me, fucker.” Jeongguk banged his head against the wall, and then went to Taehyung’s bedroom, leaving Jongwon groaning in pain.

He spotted his suitcase first things first and continued his way to the closet. A frown overtook his features upon finding the closet empty, and he eyeballed the room in confusion. It’s not here.

With this thought, he dragged his suitcase with him and exited the room. “Where’s his piano?”

Jongwon had just pulled himself off the floor, wiping the blood with his sleeve. “In the fucking trash where it belongs.”

“You piece of shit!” He pounced on him, ramming him against the wall. “You threw away his piano?”

Jongwon jostled him with full force, succeeding in prying him away. “That’s the most precious thing for him. Of course I did.”

“Fuck you.” Jeongguk planted an abrasive thump right in his face that sent him to the floor once again.

Without saying anything else, he reached for the suitcase and hurried out of the house to return to Taehyung as fast as possible since he took longer than he thought.

Taehyung’s fretful condition mellowed when he saw him, a long sigh seeping through his lips. He didn’t waste a second to muffle him into a hug once he entered the car. “Are you okay? What happened?”

“I’m okay.” Jeongguk trailed a few tender kisses on his neck. “I kind of beat him again. Not that he didn’t deserve it, though.”

“I’m just glad you’re okay.” Taehyung stroked his cheeks with the pad of his thumbs, feeling his heartbeat stabilize gradually. “But Kookie... where—where’s my piano?”

The younger heaved a bitter sigh, sorrow flooding his eyes as he lowered them. “I’m sorry, love. I didn’t find it. He said... He said he threw it away.”

“What?” Taehyung’s bottom lip started trembling as he misted over at the news. “He—He threw it away?”

“I’m sorry, baby.” It pricked Jeongguk’s heart to hear his devastated voice and see a myriad of tears overflow his eyes. “It’s okay, baby bear, we’ll buy a new one, I promise.” He enfolded him into his arms, petting his head continuously.

Taehyung clutched to him as he cried his heart out; that piano had a profound value to him since it was his first one and he had spent so much time in his closet with it.

Sure, he could buy a new one, but parting from something so precious to him was excruciatingly painful.

With lots of caresses, kisses, and sugary words from Jeongguk, he managed to subdue his sobs, and a while later stop his tears as well.

“You’ll think I’m a baby for crying about something like this,” Taehyung rasped through his sniffles as he reclined in his seat.

“Well, you are a baby. You’re my baby,” he teased in an attempt to make him smile and grinned when he succeeded. “But no, I don’t think you’re a baby because of this. I know how much you loved your piano, angel. We’ll buy a new one, today even, hmm?”

“I have to do my research first. And why do you keep saying we? I’m not letting you buy me a piano.”

“But... what if I want to buy you a piano?”

“Kookie! You’ve already done so much for me. Don’t even think about it.”

“But baby—“

“No,” Taehyung stated, pointing a warning finger at him.

“Don’t point at me.” Jeongguk grasped his finger and brought it to his mouth, pretending he was ready to bite it.

That educed a squeaking shriek from him and a storm of giggles. “You dork!” Another round of squalls began as Jeongguk nipped at his finger.

“I can hear your laugh all day and I still won’t get bored of it,” he said as they quieted down and peered at each other with chock-full of adoration eyes.

“Same,” Taehyung whispered, interlocking their fingers.

“What, you won’t get bored of your laugh?”

The older giggled at his coltish inquiry while shaking his head. “You’re always such a tease.”

“Who always makes you smile,” he sing-songed, craning forward to peck his lips.

“Yeah, you do,” Taehyung said between the kisses. “Thank you for that. And for everything, really.”

“How many times do I have to say—“

“I know, I’m just so grateful for everything you’ve done—“

“You don’t have to thank me all the time,” Jeongguk interrupted him softly and claimed his lips in a short kiss. “You said you have a way to thank me without saying it, remember? You can always do that, and I prefer it way more. When you sing to me, I don’t see it as you saying thank you, though. I see it as you're showing me your love and I'm learning more about you and your soul. It’s like a gift every time, the best gift you could ever give me. So please only sing to me and don't thank me anymore.”

Taehyung held his face in a loving grip as he gazed deep into his magnetic eyes with his twinkling ones. “How can you be so precious, Kookie? You have such a pure soul.”

“You too, angel. I love that about you. Actually, I love everything about—“ His phone ringing silenced his words. “—you,” he resumed as he fished his phone out of his pocket. “Hello?”

“Where are you, bunbun?” Seungjo asked.

“We’re outside of Taehyung’s house. What’s up?”

“What are you doing there?”

“We came to take his things. What’s up?”

“Are you okay? Did anything happen?”

“Dad.” He released a frustrated sigh, shutting his eyes for a spell. “What. Do. You. Want?”

“So prickly,” Seungjo murmured, eliciting another groan from him. “Fine! Your friends are here. Will you return home soon?”

“Oh, yeah, we’re coming now.”

“Okay. So what happened?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

“But—“

“Bye, dad!” Jeongguk hung up the phone. “He’s so nosy.”

Taehyung snorted as he caressed his shoulder. “He just wants to make sure you’re okay, Kookie.”

“Yeah, but he’s still nosy.”

“And you’re overreacting! Don’t be mean to him. He’s so sweet and kind.”

“I am too,” he mumbled with a deep pout engraved on his lips.

“Aww, my Kookie wants to be praised,” Taehyung cooed, squishing his cheeks in a rather kittenish manner, reshaping his pout to a broad smile.

“Yeah, I do,” Jeongguk shamelessly admitted, pulling him into a tender kiss.

He told him what Seungjo said on the phone as he cranked the engine and drove off.

The ride was gleeful and filled with laughs, despite the piano incident. Even if Taehyung wanted to stay moody and weep over it, he couldn’t when he had his Kookie by his side who could brim him with joy in a split second.

 
As they entered the house, their friends dashed to welcome them with a group hug while Jeongguk yelled, “Careful not to hurt him!”

They chuckled and cooed at how protective he was, but everyone was utterly gentle as they cocooned the fluffy-haired in their hug.

“How are you, Taetae?” Jimin asked after the group hug as he slipped an arm around his waist and guided him to the couch.

“I’m okay now. I’m sorry for not answering your calls, Chim. I couldn’t... I couldn’t face you.”

“It’s okay, I understand. I was just worried sick about you. I’m so glad you’re okay.” He hugged him, running his hand up and down his back.

“How about you, Kook?” Seokjin asked as he squeezed his shoulder.

“I’m more than fine now that I have my baby back,” he said as he snatched the said baby from Jimin’s arms and enclosed him into his.

“Whipped and possessive,” Hoseok commented in a sing-song tone, making everyone burst into laughter.

The two boys narrated everything that took place from the day Jeongguk and Chang Wook went to Taehyung’s house, to this day they visited his house to take his stuff.

“We’ll help you find a good lawyer, Taehyung, don’t worry,” Jisung reassured with a smile. “You have all of us by your side in this.”

Taehyung glimpsed around and tears welled up in his eyes upon seeing everyone nod with warm, wide smiles on their faces. He had never received this kind of support and care from anyone before, and it was overwhelming.

They resumed catching up as Seungjo ordered pizzas for everyone, and they moved to the dining room so they could eat more comfortably.

Jeongguk couldn’t take his eyes off his baby throughout their gathering; seeing him laugh, being so open with everyone, and participating rather enthusiastically in whatever they talked about was such a heartwarming, joyous sight.

Maybe they still had a long way to go for everything to be settled, but having Taehyung away from the source of his misery was a very good start to make him happy and give him all the love he could.

Chang Wook gave the two boys a few days off so they could relax after everything they went through, and mostly for Taehyung to heal and become stronger.

Taehyung would usually protest, despite that he wasn’t in a good condition to work, but only the idea of spending a few days with Jeongguk by his side at all times was outright exhilarating.

So after their friends left, the two boys took a shower one by one of course, spent some more time with Jeongguk’s parents, and later in the afternoon, they nested in their bed, all snuggled up under the covers.

But Taehyung was having a little problem.

Apparently, Jeongguk enjoyed lying in the bed shirtless, no matter how cold it was outside.

He didn’t pay much attention to that yesterday when he slept with a shirtless Jeongguk since he was exhausted, but just before they settled in the bed, Jeongguk slipped out of his sweater once again and went to cuddle him.

And Taehyung couldn’t concentrate on anything else after that.

His eyes often lingered on his sturdy chest and well-formed abs, and he was a tad ashamed, he could say, about a particular thought that wandered in his mind nonstop.

How would it feel to lick his body all over?

Yeah, he was definitely ashamed.

“Baby?”

Jeongguk's voice wrenched him out of his unchaste thoughts once more, and his eyes flitted to his face. “Yeah?”

“You’re not listening at all, huh?”

“I-I am!” He couldn’t help his huffy tone, even though he indeed wasn’t listening.

“Oh, yeah? What did I say then?”

Taehyung gulped, unconsciously lowering his eyes that landed on his godlike body again, and he shut them a second later, not knowing where the hell to look. “We, um, we were talking about which lawyer to hire.”

“I know what we were talking about. I asked you what I said at last before.” Jeongguk could descry his distracted state for a while now, but couldn’t pinpoint the exact reason yet.

The boy floundered to get some words out, but he was void of any idea of what to say. He exhaled a soft sigh as he gave up on searching for a decent excuse and pouted hard while he threw him a glance. “I wasn’t listening.”

Jeongguk chuckled as he left a kiss on the top of his head. “You’re so adorable, my Taecute.” He placed another kiss on his forehead. “I know that. I just don’t know why you’re so distracted. What’s wrong? What’s on your mind?”

Let me lick your abs, let me lick your abs, let me—

“Nothing, nothing.” Taehyung shook his head as he presented him an awkward smile.

“Come on, you can tell me anything.”

He remained silent as he visibly struggled and hesitated to voice out his peculiar thoughts. “You’ll think I’m so weird,” he muttered with another deep sigh as he dipped his face into his pillow.

With loads of chuckles emitting from his mouth, Jeongguk climbed over him, untucking Taehyung's face, and supported himself on his palms.

Before he could say anything, though, Taehyung groaned in what seemed to be frustration and tossed his head back as he squeezed his eyes shut. “You’re killing me here,” rolled off his tongue, barely audible.

“What?”

“What what? Look at you!” he exclaimed out of nowhere, staring at his chest that was now on full display over him. “How am I supposed to concentrate with that in front of me?” He pointed at his upper body, his mouth watering the more he gawked at it. “All I can think is that I want to lick you.”

“Wh—What?”

“I want to lick your stupid abs, okay? That’s what I was thinking this whole time!”

Jeongguk's brows popped apart at his words, dumbfounded, but a tiny, amused smile crept across his lips a few seconds later. “What’s stopping you then?”

His inquiry made Taehyung’s jaw fall open as he became timid real quick. “You—you don’t find it, you know, weird?”

“Weird? It’s fucking hot, baby, not weird.” He leaned down to trace sweet kisses from his temple to his lips. “You’re free to do anything you want. And you don’t have to be embarrassed about it. If you want to lick me, lick me, love.” He pressed a few teasing pecks on his lips, still not kissing him like Taehyung wanted him to at that moment.

“I-I do. So much.” He mewled at his emotive actions while he bucked up his hips, already feeling his cock harden.

Unable to hold back anymore, Taehyung clutched his nape and smashed their lips together, not wasting a second to plunge his tongue in his mouth.

Both moaned automatically into the peppery, sultry kiss, feeling as if they were struck by a dizzying wave of insatiable desire for one another that rendered them inebriated.

Taehyung instructed him to lie down so he could get on top of him, and Jeongguk held his hips, helping him fulfill his wish. They spent a few more minutes in tasting each other, sucking tongues, biting lips, and rubbing their bodies together, extremely turned on by now.

Breathless, the older broke the kiss and trailed wet kisses from Jeongguk's chin to his collarbone, sucking a notch harder there and managing to paint beautiful purplish marks.

Jeongguk groaned nonstop as he couldn’t control himself by the ecstatic feeling, and he tugged his hair by instinct but released his grip once he heard Taehyung hissing.

“My head,” Taehyung murmured as he palmed the back of his head where a big cut was located.

“Shit, I’m so sorry, love, I forgot, I can’t believe I forgot,” Jeongguk frantically said as panic veiled his features. “Maybe we should stop. I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered as he cupped his face, rubbing his cheeks soothingly.

“No, I-I don't want to stop. Just don’t pull on my hair at the back of my head, Kookie.”

“I’m sorry, baby, I’m such an idiot.”

“No, no, you’re not an idiot. You didn’t do it on purpose. It’s okay,” Taehyung reassured with a small smile and pecked his lips.

“Everything just feels so amazing and I... I got lost for a moment. You’re so amazing, baby. You make me feel so, so good.”

“I haven’t done anything yet,” he said, the drawl in his words soft but intentionally salacious, something that fueled Jeongguk's avidity for him and brought sinful thoughts into his head.

“Exactly, and only your kisses can make me see fucking stars.”

Taehyung chuckled as he drew another row of lustful, open-mouth kisses that went past his collarbones this time and ended up on his chest. He cupped it, massaging it, his eyes overran with hunger to have a taste of him.

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And so he did; he suckled his hardened bud and flattened his tongue against it, dragging it all the way to his other nipple.

Jeongguk felt as if he were under a spell that obstructed him from tearing his gaze away from the peccant, spine-tingling sight of Taehyung guzzling his chest with such fervor and longing.

Taehyung carried on with skimming his body with his tongue, moving inch by inch lower, sucking his skin in a way he knew it would leave Jeongguk gasping. And he was right as the younger panted in short, shallow breaths the lower his tongue went on his body.

Reaching his well-shaped V line, Taehyung halted when something hard poked his chin, and he pulled back to examine the obstacle.

The outline of Jeongguk's cock was clearly visible in his sweatpants, and fuck, he gulped once he took in the whole size.

Catching with the corner of his eye Jeongguk propping his elbows on the bed, he darted his gaze at him and gave him a brittle smile, trying to secrete his nervousness.

“What were you staring at, baby?” Jeongguk cocked his head to the side, a kittenish smile dancing on his lips.

Taehyung tittered at his question, but his laugh piped down as fast as it escaped his lips. “There’s no way that will fit,” he said, pointing a finger at his length. “I even doubt it'll fit my mouth.”

“I think you’re overreacting,” Jeongguk said through his chuckle. “But you don’t have to pressure yourself. I can make you feel good, and we can stop.”

“No, I want... I want to try it too.” Taehyung gulped once more as he fiddled with the waistband of his sweatpants. He glanced up at him, silently asking him if it was okay.

“Only if you want to, love.” A caring smile accompanied his remark that warmed Taehyung’s heart.

He slid his pants and boxers down, throwing them to his side, and sat between his legs. He ran his palm from the balls to the head, nipping at his bottom lip as he peered at the delicious cock in front of him.

Jeongguk leered at his every move through hooded eyes, curling his toes in anticipation and by the tremors of thrill that shot up his spine and sprawled through his limbs.

A series of moans forced their way out of his mouth the moment he felt Taehyung trail his cock with his tongue, coating every inch with saliva. “Oh, f-fuck, baby.” He sank his teeth into his lip as he gripped the bedsheets.

His lewd sounds prompted Taehyung to continue, and he wrapped his mouth around the mushroom-like head, sending it deep in his throat without delay. He could barely take half of it in his mouth, but that didn’t stop him from sucking him harder with every second that passed.

“So good, love, you’re so good for me.” Jeongguk grunted, struggling to keep his hips in place so he wouldn’t accidentally choke the boy.

Taehyung mewled at the praise, now pumping his erection in sync with his mouth, feeling drool trickle down his chin.

He had to stop for a moment to catch his breath a while later, but he attached his mouth to his balls, sucking them softly and licking them in between while he continued pumping him.

“Shit, I-I’m close,” Jeongguk breathed out, hissing on repeat at the warmth and wetness in his groin.

Taehyung dragged his tongue to the slit then and pressed it against it, making the boy beneath him squirm with a choked groan flying off his mouth. He mentally smirked as he steeped the reddish cock back in his mouth and bobbed his head at a faster rhythm than before.

His cheeks pulled inwards as he sucked him with zest, and he toyed with his balls, rubbing them. He noticed how his legs started quivering and the length he was devouring twitched more frequently now.

“Such a good boy, baby! Eating my cock so well, fuck, Taehyung, baby!” With that and a load of grunts, Jeongguk spilled his cum inside his heat as he clutched the bedsheets so tightly his knuckles turned white.

Taehyung, although he was this close to choking by the ropes of cum that were spewed deep in his throat, managed to drink up everything his Kookie had to give him and licked him clean as he removed his mouth off his cock with a wet pop.

“You’re so good, perfect, fucking perfect,” Jeongguk whispered in amazement as he pulled him into his hug and crushed their lips together. He couldn’t miss how the boy clung to him in desperation of rubbing his cock against something and drew back a few seconds later. “You want Kookie to suck you off, love hmm?”

“Y-yes, Kookie, please, it—it hurts.”

“Of course, angel, anything you want.”

. . .

After making Taehyung cum twice with only a five-minute break in between, they hived in the bed, chatting, laughing, fooling around, and more until it was time for dinner.

They ate all together and spent one more hour with Jeongguk’s parents before they got ready to sleep.

They were so mellowed, blissful as they lay there in each other’s embrace and couldn’t ask for anything more since they had one another, and that was beyond enough to brim them with uncontrollable joy.

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Surprise update? Hehe😅
I had nothing to do yesterday and felt like writing... a lot, so maybe you'll have another update tomorrow as well🤭