Taehyung's eyes stared in big circles at an empty spot in the air as he felt soft lips against his skin.

"Hugs and kisses," Jeongguk muttered and peppered slow, sweet kisses all over his nape, his breath growing faster by the second. "Does it feel okay? Am I doing it right?"

His cute question broke Taehyung's staggered condition and drew a chuckle out of him. "There isn't a wrong way to do this, little bun. And trust me, it feels more than okay."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, you can continue if you want." Taehyung smirked as he glanced above his shoulder, and although he couldn't see his face, he was sure Jeongguk was blushing hard by now.

"No, I'm not spoiling you! You'll get used to them." He withdrew and tucked his face into Taehyung's pillow.

"Doesn't mean I won't want them even if I get used to them," Taehyung uttered as he turned around and sat cross-legged in the bed. "I'm spoiling you. Why can't you spoil me too?"

Jeongguk peeped at him and pushed himself off the bed, sitting in front of him. "Fine. Where do you want me to..." he mumbled, his eyes roaming all around the bed in stark timidity.

"Anywhere you want."

"Any—Anywhere?"

"Yes, little bun. Anywhere."

Jeongguk swallowed thickly upon detecting the change in his tone, but he couldn't pinpoint what the meaning behind it was. He brushed it off and got on his knees so he could lean closer. He held onto his shoulders and planted a small kiss on his forehead before he sat back down.

"Try again," he whispered, his intoxicated, soft gaze riveted on him. He was throughout engrossed in Jeongguk's gorgeous face and sugary kisses. He couldn't look away from him, not even for a second.

Jeongguk was nervous — so nervous he could feel his stomach gnarl and his heart rampage in his chest. Why the hell did he feel like this? He shook his thoughts away and crept closer, throwing him bashful glances until he pressed a kiss on the side of his neck.

How old was Taehyung again? Why did he feel like he was a kid all over again who just got a kiss from his crush? A kiss that made his heart flutter and melt by how good it felt? Oh, how much he wished that kiss to have been placed somewhere else.

"Try again," Taehyung breathed out and adjusted his position so he could lean against the wall. He grabbed Jeongguk's hand, but he didn't have to tug it to instruct him to sit on his lap.

Jeongguk didn't waste a second to straddle him.

Jeongguk set his hands on his nape, holding it in a firm grip as he inched closer. He halted momentarily when his face was a breath away from Taehyung's, and with a swift move, he pressed his lips right beneath his earlobe.

Taehyung closed his eyes and tilted his head back as a low chuckle escaped his mouth. "You're killing me, little bun."

"Why? You don't like it?"

"This is called torture."

"What? What did I do?" Jeongguk asked in a whiny tone, his brows pulling together.

"Nothing." Taehyung chuckled once again, still caressing his head. Seriously how can he be so cute? "You did nothing wrong. You're perfect, little bun."

"You're confusing me," Jeongguk said with a mild sigh as he buried his face into the curve of his neck.

They stayed silent, enjoying the closeness and comfort of that hug. Taehyung ran his fingers through his hair with gentle, unhurried moves as Jeongguk snuggled closer and trailed his nape and back with his fingertips, his hand slipping underneath his shirt here and there.

"You should sleep, little bun. You had a long day." Taehyung's quiet voice dissipated the silence in an utterly soothing manner.

It was as if he could read his mind because Jeongguk was just about to fall asleep. He hummed in response, too exhausted to say anything.

Taehyung cracked a smile as he held his head and lifted it. He was already the cutest thing ever, but a sleepy Jeongguk was way cuter if you asked him. He gave him a sweet, tender kiss on his cheek and stroked it with his thumb. "Let's lie down."

Jeongguk settled down on his side, his eyes already closed, his right hand partly extended and held by Taehyung, who gazed at the sleepy boy through fond eyes.

"Goodnight, little bun."

"Goodnight."

As tired as Taehyung was, he couldn't sleep quite yet. Maybe because he was used to lying in his bed for some time without being able to sleep, or maybe because a certain someone was there with him, and all he wanted to do was stay like this and gaze at him for hours.

At least twenty minutes passed, and when he just closed his eyes, he felt a tug on his hand. His eyes shot open, and fuck, Jeongguk had rolled over to his back. Even though he didn't wake up, Taehyung couldn't leave him like this with all the cuts he had. So he pulled him as gently as possible and positioned him on his side again.

But a while later, the same thing happened, and he couldn't help but worry about Jeongguk hurting himself more in his sleep.

He scooted closer and pulled him by his hand, but this time, Jeongguk ended up partly lying on top of him. He adjusted Jeongguk's head to a more comfortable position on his chest and wrapped the younger's arm over his belly as he held his nape.

It surprised him how Jeongguk didn't wake up in the process, but given how tired he was, it made sense. His warmth and soft breathing made things to Taehyung he couldn't understand, and without realizing it, his eyes fluttered closed, and he drifted off to sleep rather soon.

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Taehyung clutched whatever was in his hug, still too sleepy to perceive what was happening. He yawned as he opened his eyes, and his gaze immediately fell on the younger boy who was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Apparently, after Taehyung pulled him closer, Jeongguk didn't draw away from his hug.

He smiled warmly as he observed his cute, pouty face, and damn, it felt so good to have him in his embrace. He brushed his hair back, his caresses almost imperceptible since he didn't want to wake him up. He glanced at the time then, and his eyes widened a bit. I slept for almost eight hours? How is that possible?

Honestly, he couldn't even remember the last time he had slept so much and so... peacefully. Sleeping almost eight hours was indeed kind of too much for him since he was used to sleeping only five or six.

He wanted to get up so he could make something for Jeongguk to eat, but that meant he had to move him, and he didn't want to wake him up yet. He went through a lot yesterday, and the least he could do was let him rest as much as he wanted.

Slowly and carefully, he unwrapped Jeongguk's arm from his belly and retracted his own that was beneath his nape. But before he could successfully complete his task, Jeongguk hummed and nuzzled his face against his chest.

Taehyung could swear his heart fluttered at his cuteness.

He heard another hum as an arm crawled over his stomach and a leg tangled between his. He didn't know he needed a needy, sleeping Jeongguk to give meaning to his life and warm his heart in ways he had never imagined before.

I tried. With this thought, he got comfortable again and closed his eyes. He wasn't complaining, of course; he could easily cuddle with the younger all day if that was possible. He wasn't complaining at all.

Maybe it was an hour later give or take when Jeongguk stirred awake. And maybe it took him a moment to register that his head wasn't resting on something plush like a pillow. Instead, when he opened his eyes, he was met with a toned, clothed chest, and although yesterday all they did was hug and even share kisses, a sea of embarrassment coursed through him the moment the realization that he was nested inside Taehyung's hug descended upon him.

"Did my little bun wake up?" Taehyung hadn't fallen asleep again — he just stayed there, enjoying it as much as he could because he didn't know when and if he would be able to experience it again.

Okay, dismissing the fact that he just called him 'my little bun' and Jeongguk was fully aware of that, he felt his cheeks blaze even harder when he noticed that his hand was laid on his chest beside his head. He could feel how built he was, and damn, as much as it felt good, it made him timid real quick.

Unable to say anything, his body took the lead and decided for him to roll onto his back. In an instant, a cry exploded out of his mouth as he squeezed his eyes in pain.

"What the fuck?" Taehyung blurted out, worried, as he pulled him to his side again.

Jeongguk was still in pain as the sudden contact even with the soft mattress sent a sharp pang rushing throughout his body that lasted for a while.

"Little bun." He sighed, swiping a tender thumb over his cheek. "It hurts a lot?"

Jeongguk could only nod, and even though he didn't shed tears, his eyes were teary and shiny.

"Should I kiss it better?" Taehyung proposed that to make him feel better and distract him from the pain, but he wouldn't mind at all.

"You... You're a dork." Jeongguk broke into a tiny smile as he gripped his shirt tighter.

"But I'm a dork who can make you feel better in an instant," he uttered with a teasing smile, and before Jeongguk could understand what was happening, he moved closer and propped himself on his elbow, gazing down at his confused face. Then, he bombarded him with tiny, delicate kisses all over his right cheek, his jawline, and the side of his head.

Jeongguk giggled as he shut his eyes and savored his kisses, maybe a little too much. His kiss attack effaced any shred of pain and left behind a fond smile on his lips.

"There," Taehyung said with a grin as he flopped back down. "Aren't you all better now because of me? Or because of a dork as you say?"

Jeongguk was smiling so hard his jaw started aching. Without contemplating it, he climbed over him and tucked his face into the crook of his neck. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I felt embarrassed when I realized I was sleeping almost on top of you. Again."

"That's why you pulled away?" He felt the younger nod his head against his neck. "It's cute and nice when you get all flustered and stuff, but... I would prefer it if you were comfortable with me. There's no need to get embarrassed over a hug."

It's your fault! You and your stupid toned chest against my face, Jeongguk thought, but he would never dare to voice it out. "Yeah, you're right," he murmured instead and strove to forget how good his built chest felt under his touch.

"I had to hold you because you were rolling on your back in your sleep, and even though you couldn't feel anything, I didn't want you to hurt yourself more."

"Thank you." Jeongguk ventured to place a small kiss on his neck and slid off him.

"Where are you going?" A faint pout engulfed Taehyung's face as he sat up in the bed.

"Um, I have to go to the bathroom."

"Oh. You'll find a toothbrush in the first drawer and a towel in the second one. I'll make you something to eat."

Jeongguk flashed him a sweet smile as he held his hand. "Thank you, Tae." He gave it a squeeze and then slipped out of bed, heading to the bathroom.

Taehyung followed soon enough and trod to the kitchen to make coffee and waffles for them to eat. It didn't take long for Jeongguk to join him, and he took his turn to visit the bathroom.

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