Taehyung touched his lip and felt the dry blood. What the fuck, how did he not notice earlier? How the fuck did the water not wash it away? Taehyung looked at Yoongi and chuckled nervously. "Yeah, It's kind of a habit now." Taehyung shrugged. Yoongi hummed, swiping his thumb across Taehyung's bottom lip. "Mm.. right. Well just take it easy next time." Yoongi simply spoke, turning to face the tv. He was hurting for a drink honestly.

All Taehyung did was nod and rest his head back on Yoongi's shoulder. He watched the game though all he could think of was how intoxicating Jungkook's kiss was. How he felt wanted and how Jungkook made him feel good within a matter of seconds.. fuck. Taehyung shut his eyes and imagined what would have happened if Yoongi's phone call didn't interrupt their session. Within a few minutes, Taehyung had a prominent boner while he got a bit to carried away with his fantasy. This was not happening-

"What the fuck Taehyung.." Yoongi looked at Taehyung once he heard the small needy whine. Taehyung snapped back to reality. "I-" he cleared his throat and gulped. "Horny?" Yoongi asked. Well, no shit Sherlock. Taehyung nodded and cleared his throat once more before he got up and left to the bathroom. Very aware he has a husband but it just didn't feel right in any way.

Jungkook laid back on the bed, his breathing uneven as he looked at Jimin who was a total mess. The boy looked up at the ceiling and got off the bed. He put a joggers on before he looked at Jimin. "My aunt ain't home, you can leave now." He spoke. Jimin whined, "But I like this bed. It's comfortable." He hummed. The boy soon flinched as he felt his clothes being thrown at him. "Get out Jimin." He sighed. Jimin only rolled his eyes and started to get dressed.

Soon after, Jungkook was scrolling through his phone, looking through his media and smiling at how he got some recognition from a few people and was gaining popularity pretty quickly. "Not even a kiss goodbye?" Jimin asked by the door. Jungkook looked up and scoffed. "Forgetting that your boyfriend is waiting for you?" He raised an eyebrow. Jimin rolled his eyes and walked up to Jungkook, pulling him into a steamy kiss before leaving Jungkook with yet another hard on. "Fucking hell Jimin.."

Jungkook was sensitive at this point and he was too tired to get to work on his little jr so he walked into the bathroom and turned the cold water on with a groan. "Fuck fuck fuck." He repeated before he even got into the shower. Jungkook undressed and got in. Right when the water hit his skin, the boy hissed. "Fucking hell." He tensed until he quickly changed the shower onto warm. With a sigh, Jungkook looked down to see that his problem was gone.

The boy got out within minutes and was greeting his aunt and her date with a towel wrapped around his waist. "Yeah, you rich?" Jungkook asked without saying anything before or after. "Jungkook!! I'm sorry, he's stupid. I had a great time, i'll call tomorrow?" She smiled at the man who was a bit awkward before he left. "Stupid? Really?" Jungkook asked. The woman hit Jungkook with her bag. "You were suppose to wait till the second date to say that Jungkook." She huffed and tried to unzip her dress.

Jungkook rolled his eyes and turned his head as he unzipped Jiyeon's dress and turned around. "I don't keep track of you and your men, you do know that, right?" Jungkook questioned. "You're suppose to. Besides that, I have my third date with Kian tomorrow so you'll have to be like, my mom is poor and shit, okay?" Jiyeon undressed and got into her onesies.

"Got it." The boy rolled his eyes and smiled. "Can I turn around now?" He asked and heard the 'yes' so he did. "You also know that I am twenty right?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "Twen- since when? I thought you were seventeen.. well shit, okay no, you're seventeen until I say you're not, okay? Okay, lets eat." She smiled, ruffling up Jungkook's hair and walking to the small kitchen to fix up some ramen.

Jungkook scoffed and shook his head. "You knew my age and you know it, and I want the spicy ramen this time, you ramen thief." Jungkook followed after his aunt.Jiyeon looked at the boy, giving him a finger and then a finger heart. "I love my nephew so much." She cooed which caused Jungkook to slap her hand away lightly. "So can I call you auntie now." He hummed.

"Oh heck no. I'm your mother. Maybe not biologically your mother but i'm your mothers sister so i'm your mother." She said all in one breath. Jungkook only laughed, seeing how Jiyeon's face got red. "Eh, Jaemi is not my mother. She may be biologically my mother but she did not raise me. You did." Jungkook grabbed his ramen.

Jiyeon looked at Jungkook and smiled lightly. She opened her mouth to talk but Jungkook chuckled, looking at his ramen. "I still don't get it. I was six years old. She.. abandoned me. Was I bad child? Well, of course I was. Thats the reason why she abandoned me almost every day to get high and snort whatever the fuck she was on." Jungkook mumbled after a while.

Jiyeon put her ramen down and grabbed her nephews hand. "Kook, you were not a bad child. Never were one. You deserved the best and she wasn't the best." Jiyeon comforted Jungkook who didn't believe it. "Yeah.. well.. after I somehow gotten into her meth and almost overdosed myself, she didn't even have the decency to come to the hospital to check on me." He gripped onto his bowl.

Jiyeon frowned at the memory. Jungkook was only six while his mom was twenty two. His mom became addicted to drugs once Jungkook's father left her. Three years old. So one night, six year old Jungkook was running around the house, pretending the car in his hand was about to go save the world until he came across some crystal looking white powder on the counter.

Next thing you knew, Jungkook was on the floor while Jungkook's mother was yelling for him to wake up. When Jungkook did wake up, he was in the hospital with his Grandma Eunha and auntie Jiyeon. After that, Jungkook was abandoned by his mother and was put into foster care. Jiyeon still remembers the talk about keeping Jungkook. Her mom Eunha never did accept Jungkook. Though she never did accept Jaemi either. Jungkook just had bad luck since he was born. So when Jiyeon was old and mature enough, she took Jungkook under her care which was when he was nine and she was twenty two.

Every year on Jungkook's birthday she would try to make up for the ones that he was not able to celebrate. Though the older Jungkook grew, the more Jungkook grew apart from his aunt. Until now at least. Though somedays, Jungkook would just lash out for no apparent reason. "She messed me up.. my dad messed her up and.. it's just messed up. Imagine if I actually had a caring mother. One of those moms who tells me to do good in school or boss me around. Giving me curfews.. crying when I get married.. but no. I got the junky thot." Jungkook pushed his ramen aside.

Jiyeon knew she shouldn't say anything so she sat there. Jungkook got up from the chair and walked to his room. Insensitive a bit considering his aunt was his only motherly figure but he always wondered what his life would have been if his parents stayed together. If his mom didn't get into drugs. He just.. the imagination always made him overthink. It was always going to be an imagination though and nothing more.