Taehyung gently opens his eyes as a stream of sun hits him straight in the face from the window. Probably the most annoying way to wake up. It's not like angels really need sleep, but just like the pizza, it's still enjoyable for them.

He blinks a few times and he tiredly rubs them with one hand. For some reason, his other arm feels stuck. The angel's eyes widen at what he sees when he gets his vision fully focused. Jungkook is lying just centimeters away from him, an annoyed expression on his sleeping face and his body totally wrapped up in Taehyung's hold. Ups, seems like Taehyung must have gotten a little protective.

With a small smile, Taehyung lifts his hand and pushes some of Jungkook locks out of his face, seeing him grimace a little at the feeling. He's probably not used to all the touching he's experiencing right now. They ended up sleeping on the floor, all of them because apparently Jin doesn't want anyone near the rooms that have beds. Therefore, they are sleeping in the living room on small mattresses, soft snoring sounding from all the boys.

Taehyung drags Jungkook closer to him so the younger gets pressed against his muscular chest. Taehyung knows this is complete suicide if Jungkook wakes up, but this might be one of his only chances at holding the other close.

Taehyung's heart flutters when Jungkook let's out a deep sigh, almost as if he's content. His smaller hand is holding against the elder's chest and his face looks more peaceful than ever. Taehyung knows he shouldn't be feeling anything. He knows for certain Jungkook doesn't feel anything between them either.

But Taehyung is in love with the feeling of Jungkook. He's in love with the beating of the younger boy's heart that he has heard and felt for 18 years. Again, it's hard to explain, but Taehyung just feels a deep connection with the other that he just won't be able to explain correctly.

Yoongi and Namjoon have warned him several times. He can't fall in love with someone he hasn't met before, but just like him they know what he's feeling. Everything you could fall in love with is what's clearest for them through a beating heart.

Taehyung studies Jungkook closely as the younger suddenly moves a little closer himself, hiding his face in Taehyung's neck.

Fuck! Taehyung gets stiff as a plank as he feels the other's small breaths on his skin, sending his body into overload. He's heating up in all the worst possible ways which just makes it even more obvious how whipped he is for Jungkook. His beautiful eyes, milky skin and a body that can only have been created by God themself.

Taehyung feels his cheeks in flames and he fearfully looks down when Jungkook stirs. His body tiredly wiggles around for a little, indicating that he's about to wake up. This is when Taehyung starts to panic, but he doesn't get to move away in time before two brown pupils are staring right back into his eyes.

Shit.

Before he can even get to say a word or laugh awkwardly, a knee is planted straight into his groin that has been a little too aroused this morning and is therefore very sensitive.

Taehyung can take a lot of pain, not gonna lie... but that doesn't mean his dick isn't still the most sensitive part of his body. Since they have been sleeping he's only wearing shorts which just makes it all 10 times worse. Well, he should have expected for this to happen... it was indeed suicide to hold Jungkook close.

Taehyung's pained cry is loud and he rolls over on his back as Jungkook sits up. The boy is flaring with anger and he pulls his blanket to wrap it tightly around his body.

"What the fuck are you doing you pervert!" yes, Jungkook felt that Taehyung was everything but soft down there. Deserves him right to get kicked in the balls.

"I-I'm sorry!" Taehyung cries out, his hands still cupping his precious jewels. Morning wood is what started it all, Taehyung tries to comfort himself.

He hears a tsk and soon footsteps as Jungkook walks towards the kitchen, still holding his blanket secured around him. He's thirsty as fuck and it seems like a good excuse for getting out of bed and away from that weirdo.

Jungkook had a rough day and night, so of course it's a total bummer waking up while being hugged by your overly sexy, hot, outstandingly beautiful-

What?

Jungkook grumbles as opens the cupboard roughly, snatching a glass and bringing it on the table. He's pretty sure the others are about to wake up from all the noise by now anyway, so he might as well be as noisy as he pleases. Taehyung is still whimpering and Jungkook is enjoying it more than he should.

He's about to go to the tap and turn on the water when he realizes where he is. Maybe Jin has something that isn't water? Letting his curiousity win, Jungkook opens the fridge and sees a whole gold mine of food and drinks that he could only dream about bying. Fuck this guy and his privileged life.

Jungkook sees some milk and he immediatly grabs it to pour himself a glass. He hasn't had milk in years! It's like he stepped into paradise.

"What is going on?" it's Jin who appears. Compared to the others, he probably slept like an angel on a king-sized bed so he looks well rested.

"Taehyung just got kicked in the balls," Namjoon, who's now sitting up, explains.

"Which was well deserved," Jungkook adds as he swallows down the fresh milk. It tastes like heaven for him. Water isn't bad, but once you have a taste of at least something, it just becomes so much better. He pours himself another one.

The others are slowly waking up as well, even Jimin decided to stay over. Jin just ignores Jungkook's aggressive milk drinking and starts finding the necessary stuff for breakfast.

About an hour later, they have all eaten and are ready for the day. They ended up splitting up and deciding to go home. In one of the upcoming days next week they will meet again and see if they have found any clues. There's only one rule and that's to keep the three living boys safe.

Jungkook was a little moody about having to go home since Jin's place is so much more comfortable than his, but at least he's coming back next week so he can wait. They flew home like last time and now they are sitting in the living room in silence.

"What should we do now?" Taehyung asks.

"I have work in an hour," Jungkook says. He always has, basically.

"Why don't you quit it?"

Taehyung would never admit it to Jungkook, but he feels so bad while seeing him work the way he does. That garage is old and filthy and Jungkook rarely gets any breaks. It's tough both mentally and qhysically.

"And where should I get my money from then, genius?" Jungkook deadpans. He has had that job for years and it will probably be impossible for him to find another one if he quits.

"Like I said, we can join wingfights! It's almost certain I can win money for you," the angel beams.

"The fights here aren't even that big, I don't know if we can win anything," Jungkook mumbles. It would be easier and better for him if he didn't have to do the work.

"We can try, okay?" Taehyung presses on and the younger sighs loudly.

"Fine. But if we meet Sehun, you better fucking kill his angel this time," Jungkook hisses. Taehyung just laughs and nods in an understanding matter, even if he find it rather difficult to end another angel like that.

But little did they know that Minseok is no more. Sehun no longer has an angel.