As the days rolled by, Taehyung’s anxiousness and anticipation grew inch by inch while he waited for any news from his parents.

When he received a call ten days later, every flicker of hope that had bloomed inside him perished upon hearing that they couldn’t return for another month.

He was at an impasse now. Should he wait for his parents to return, or just temporarily move in with Jeongguk, who assured him every day that he would protect him?

He had suffered from his hyung’s horrendous behavior for years. Suffering a little more wouldn’t be anything hard to do, right?

But he was at his cutoff point for a while now. And especially after the night Jongwon stabbed him, he dreaded even to glance at him.

He mooned over the agonizing situation he was plunged into and settled on discussing it with the younger first.

The two boys had created a honeyed, sickly sweet bubble that they blithely floated away to every time they met. In that small bubble, everything was dreamy, heavenly, void of any worry, even when they conversed about things that hurt them.

The already blazing emotions they had for one another braised deep inside them nonstop and only upsurged with every day that flowed away.

They were always eager to see each other and mostly spend time just the two of them, although they couldn’t relish it to the max as they desired since Taehyung had to return home early.

The almost two hours they spent together contained a myriad of kisses, caresses, sweet talk, deep conversations, and some heated moments as well.

If only Taehyung didn’t have to go back to that place that embodied his tormentor after their spacey moments together, everything would be more than ideal for him.

The smacks, kicks, curses, and degrading didn’t cease in any way, but at least didn’t get worse either.

Taehyung refrained from narrating every incident with his hyung to Jeongguk. His bruises thankfully weren’t in visible spots in the last ten days, and it was easy to conceal the truth since the last thing he wanted was to anger him or worry him more.

But to his dismay, Jeongguk wasn’t stupid; how could he believe that Jongwon didn’t abuse him at all after the stabbing event? Miracles such as this were impossible to happen.

He let Taehyung lie to him since he couldn’t do anything about it. As long as Taehyung stayed in that house, he was powerless of doing anything.

The sole thing he could do was bring a smile to his ravishing face, elicit blissful giggles from him, overflow him with happiness and endearment, and simply cherish him and give him what he deserved; the whole damn world.

. . .

Arriving at the cafe about two hours earlier than his shift as he did for a few days now so he could spend some more time with his Kookie, he found the said boy already there, bantering with Dohwan.

“Hello,” Taehyung chirped. Despite that he was disappointed with the news he received a few hours ago, he was elated to see the cherry-haired boy.

“It’s really amazing how your faces lit up the moment you saw each other.” A mild snicker accompanied Dohwan’s comment that caused their smiles to stretch into bigger ones.

“Hey.” Jeongguk laced his arms around him, careful not to apply pressure to his right shoulder since his wound hadn’t fully healed yet, but at least didn't hurt that much anymore.

“Missed you.” Taehyung nestled in his hug, inhaling a few drags of his nerve-soothing aroma.

“Missed you too, angel.” He peppered a row of sugary kisses on the top of his head, and they drew back, smiling at each other sweetly.

“I suddenly became invisible,” Dohwan said with a snort, attracting their attention and making them chuckle.

“Sorry, Dohwan, we’re gonna leave now,” Jeongguk said, keeping a secure arm wrapped around his baby’s waist.

“Yeah, go, go.” He shooed them away as he grinned at the rather endearing sight of the two clinging to each other.

After Taehyung uttered a hearty ‘see you laterʼ, the two disappeared downstairs, heading to the storage room where they usually spent their time before their shift together.

“How are you? Did something happen today?” Jeongguk questioned once they settled down on the floor, sitting cross-legged and facing each other.

The memory of Jongwon smacking his head while embellishing him with profanities first thing in the morning popped up into his head, but he didn’t venture to vocalize it of course.

“No, don’t worry.” He crisscrossed their fingers as he presented him a wavering smile. “But something else happened. My mother called and said they can’t return for another month. I don’t know what I should do now.”

Jeongguk’s expression clouded over the news, a light sigh leaking out of his mouth. “What do you want to do?” He edged closer to plant a chain of delicate kisses on those plush lips he missed so much.

“I don’t know,” Taehyung drawled between the kisses, his eyes gently closed as he savored as much as he could from their sweet moment. “I wanted to hear what you think first.”

The pecks came to an end as the younger receded and gave him a gloomy look. “You know what I think, baby. I want you out of there as soon as possible. You know I’ll—“

“You’ll protect me, yeah, I know,” Taehyung completed his sentence since he knew what he was about to say and sighed. “But how am I going to move out? Should I talk to him first?”

“It’s better to tell him first. That way he will know you have someone to protect you if he looks for you. And I’ll be there when you talk to him, so you have nothing to be afraid of. I’m with you in this.”

“Thank you, Kookie.” He couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips; Jeongguk always knew how to mollify his frightening thoughts and worries and brim him with a torrent of safety. “I-I’m still scared, but I can’t stay there anymore. I think I’m ready to move out.”

Jeongguk beamed and cocooned him in a warm hug, overjoyed only in the thought of finally having him in his house. “You’re so strong for making this decision, Taebear. I’m really proud of you.”

“You’re making me strong. Without you, I wouldn’t be able to make that decision.” He caressed his back and pecked his neck. “How about you come to my house this Sunday since we have a day off then?”

“Sounds perfect.” Jeongguk held his gorgeous face in loving palms and stole a few kisses. “I can’t believe in six days I’ll have you staying with me. And Jongwon won’t be able to hurt you ever again then.”

“I can’t believe it either,” Taehyung whispered with a faint smile, feeling a mixture of dread and excitement rush through him.

They resumed sharing an awful lot of kisses and hugs, as well as chatting about an array of things until the moment they had to get ready and work.

All the employees knew they were a couple by now, and they couldn’t help but coo over them. They also sometimes teased them, especially Inhyuk and Kang Joon. The latter, even though he still made a few scathing comments here and there, had indeed warmed up to Taehyung as Inhyuk had said he would on their first day of work.

 
With everything going well, they finished their eight-hour shift and hurriedly changed their clothes since they didn’t want to miss even a minute of their long-awaited time together.

They strode out of the cafe, and once they entered the car, Jeongguk drove to one of the quiet places they had found — an isolated park with a time-worn fountain in the center.

As they couldn’t tolerate the bitter cold outside, they hived in the back seat with Taehyung’s legs draped over Jeongguk's and a hand loosely swathed around his sturdy abs.

“Kookie?”

“Yes, angel,” he responded in a whisper, running his fingers through his poofy, sweet-scented hair.

“Have you ever thought how would people who never suffered be like?”

“Hmm, no because everyone suffers at some point in their lives. There’s no such thing as perfect. Except you of course.” He nuzzled his face against the side of his head, leaving some kisses there as well while Taehyung’s suave giggle blessed his ears.

“You are perfect. Not me.” He twisted his head, searching for his lips, and captured them sweetly.

“If I’m perfect for you and you’re perfect for me, we have everything we need, angel.”

“That’s a good rhyme. Remind me again later so I can write it down if I forget the exact words,” Taehyung said against his lips, letting his hand wander on his side.

“Why don’t you write it down now?” Jeongguk whispered, sucking Taehyung's bottom hip between his teeth, nibbling it.

“Because now I want to kiss you so bad,” he breathed out, eyes fluttering closed as he felt himself harden.

“You already are. Here.” Jeongguk pecked his wet lips and then stayed still, scanning through hooded eyes the disapproving frown that settled on his baby’s face.

“No, Kookie, more, more,” he babbled, his hand now exploring more of his muscular body, legs squeezing together by the tightness in his groin.

“Anything my sweet baby wants,” were his last words before he devoured his lips as they both desired.

Jeongguk guided him to lie back and got between his legs, propping his elbow against the seat.

The kiss didn’t break at all and only got more eager, fiery, as their bodies were now pressed together, both able to feel each other’s erections.

But as usual, Jeongguk didn’t initiate anything more, didn’t caress anything other than his side, didn’t rub his body against his, didn’t, didn’t, didn’t.

And Taehyung couldn’t take it any longer.

“Kook.” He cupped his cheeks, his breath coming in short puffs. “Touch me anywhere else than my freaking side.” He easily distinguished the taken aback look on his traits and sighed. “Sorry, I mean, thank you for being so considerate and respectful, but I’m starting to think you don’t like my body since you never touch me anywhere else.”

“Don’t ever say that again.” Jeongguk's usual mellow tone dropped to a lower, stricter one as his gaze darkened. “I’m just afraid I’ll do something you don’t want me to. I’m dying to run my hands all over your stunning body, and not only them. My mouth and tongue as well, baby.”

“Please do.” Taehyung moaned only by visualizing it. “I’ll tell you if you do something I don't like. Don’t be so careful. I wonʼt break. I want your hands and mouth and tongue all over me—” Another moan erupted from his mouth as he ground against him, the temptation too much for him to handle.

“Shit, what are you doing to me?” Jeongguk didn’t give him time to answer and attacked his lips, plunging his tongue in his mouth, licking every inch.

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Jeongguk took matters into his own hands and started rolling his hips, brushing his throbbing cock against his and finally letting his hand go lower than his waist, fondling his sinful thigh, and squeezing it in between.

He swallowed every moan and whimper the older produced, feeling his slightly cold fingers slip underneath his sweater and travel on his rigid back.

Taehyung was already close and took the initiative to increase the speed of their thrusts, hankering for his pent-up need to find release.

“Will you cum by humping your Kookie or should I use my mouth, pretty baby?” Jeongguk trailed open-mouth kisses on his jawline and neck, hearing the boy mewl a second later and feeling him squirm underneath him.

“Mouth, mouth, is t-that okay w-with Kookie?” he managed to voice out through his unceasing whines, more precum squirting out of his slit.

“Of course, angel, let Kookie take care of you.” He covered his neck with sloppy, peppery kisses and lifted his sweater to his chin, exposing as much as possible from his heaven-like body.

Despite that Taehyung was clearly eager for him to continue further down, he took his time to suckle his hardened buds and toy with them, evoking a heap of choked, needy sounds from him.

He also drew sugary, wet kisses on every faint, hurtful mark on his belly with such delicacy it sent a galaxy of warmth and comfort in Taehyung’s scarred heart.

He pushed Taehyung's sweatpants down to his knees, his eyes lingering on his lustful expression before they crawled to his clothed cock that had a wet patch of precum on it.

“You’re so damn pretty, baby.” Jeongguk flattened his palms over his waist and slid them down his thighs, applying enough pressure to savor the moment. He craned forward to dab his lips at his length, from the balls to the head, loving how Taehyung’s legs twitched at his actions.

“K-Kookie, n-need you, hurts so much.” Taehyung tossed his head in all directions at the teasing sensation while he bucked up his hips, unable to wait any longer.

The tips of Jeongguk’s lips curved into a tiny smirk as he perked his head up to look at him. He held eye contact as he slowly pulled his boxers down, noticing how his entire face blazed with anticipation.

He stuck his tongue out and licked a small line on the leaking head that stirred Taehyung to cry out a muffled moan and flick his head back, unwittingly ending eye contact.

He twirled his tongue around the reddened head, gathering the precum on it, and smacked his lips together as he swallowed it. “So wet for me, only for me,” he purred and took the tip in his mouth to suck it, sensing another small burst of cum spurt on his tongue.

The more he sank his mouth on his cock, the louder Taehyung’s obscene whimpers became, something that prodded him to stop with the teasing and satiate his baby’s longing.

He began bobbing his head, setting a satisfying pace, as he brought his hands to his chest, tinkering with his nipples. He was rather sensitive there as he easily discovered a few moments earlier; the second he touched his buds, Taehyung’s shudder waxed and his pretty sounds enkindled a frenzy of stomach-tightening emotions inside him.

“Close, K-Kookie, s-so close,” Taehyung said through his whines, reaching out to string his fingers in his hair and give it a few eager tugs.

“I want to taste you, baby, don’t hold back,” Jeongguk said and went back on sucking his twitching cock, feeling his own ready to pop by his arousal.

Unable to confine himself by Taehyung’s tantalizing, satisfied moans, he rammed his hand in his pants and started pumping his length at the same fast speed he was bouncing his head.

He grunted around him as he sent the cock deeper in his throat with every thrust, not caring about the drool that escaped and dripped down his chin.

The pull on his hair became stronger and Taehyung’s heady sounds louder; he knew right there Taehyung was a breath away from his orgasm.

With a cry in utter bliss, Taehyung spilled his cum inside his warm mouth and Jeongguk came a few seconds later in his palm. He hollowed his cheeks as he pulled his mouth off his cock and gulped the bittersweet substance.

“You’re so good in this, Kookie, fuck,” Taehyung croaked out while panting hard, fixing his gaze on him, and his brows furrowed upon seeing him sit still with his head ducked. “Kookie?”

“Um.” Jeongguk was a tad embarrassed, to be honest. He just came by sucking someone off, and that never happened to him before. He couldn’t contain himself one bit with him for some reason. “Do you, uh, have a tissue or something?”

“Why?” Taehyung’s confused expression only deepened as his eyes fell lower on his body.

“I, um, kinda came?” Jeongguk peeked at him but hung his head again.

“You came by sucking me off?”

“Sorry, I couldn’t control myself—“

“But I wanted to suck you off too,” Taehyung pouted as these words rolled off his tongue, these words that brought astonishment to the younger’s face.

“I-I really couldn’t wait. Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, Jeonggukie,” he said with a small giggle as he sat up and grabbed his bag. He fished out a packet of tissues and passed two of them to him.

“Thank you, angel.” Jeongguk allowed a smile to break onto his lips as he cleaned himself up.

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When he disposed of the dirty tissues in a plastic bag he had handy, he enfolded him into a heart-melting hug and softly kissed his head. “Did you feel good, Taebear?”

“Good? It felt like heaven. You’re so good, Kookie,” he uttered against his neck, pecking the same spot a few times.

“Perfect. That’s what I want, for you to feel as if you’re in heaven when you’re with me.” He pressed fond kisses on his lips while he cupped his cheeks and joined their foreheads afterwards. “I definitely feel like that, just so you know.”

“The feelings are once again mutual.” Taehyung’s smile was unyielding as he squeezed his waist, his heart unable to stabilize its rhythm by the stream of eruptive feelings that scattered across his insides.

“Baby, I-I’m, uh—” Jeongguk forced his lips together and strangled the words he was desperate to vocalize by now.

“You’re what?” Taehyung, oblivious to what he wanted to say, asked with his unrelenting warm smile.

Jeongguk folded a strand of hair behind his ear, engrossed in his spellbinding, illuminated eyes that held a whole other magical world in them, and stroked the side of his face with his knuckles until he tucked his chin between them. “I’m so happy I met you, my baby bear.”

He grinned at him, his eyes crinkling at the edges, as he snatched his head and attached their lips. “I’m happy I met you too, my sweet Kookie.”

They shared a fervent, cram-full of adoration kiss that lasted for a while and let it say whatever words they couldn’t articulate themselves.

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Thank you for 5k+ reads and all the support you give to this book! 💜 I think this book will have 39 chapters (40 with the introduction).

For those who have read my other works too, you guys know that I write long books because I like taking time to develop things and emotions so it won't feel rushed. But I don't want to drag it either because it's gonna get boring, so I think 39 chapters are perfect.

Does something feel rushed until now? Or too slow? Tell me your thoughts💖