Training Wheels - Melanie Martinez

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Jungkook had no sleep last night.

Not a single drop of slumber in his body at all.

Why didn't he have any sleep you may ask? Because he had to be the fucking babysitter of two grown men who were both either too drunk or high and seconds away  from actually burning this dorm building down.

Last night.... Was just so extremely stressful.

Taehyung was definitely not joking around about the best friend thing and he followed Jungkook.... Everywhere. Initially Jungkook was going to go back to his dorm to get his pen but just went to the party instead to keep an eye on Jimin and hopefully get Taehyung off his back- which obviously didn't work.

When Jungkook stepped a foot back to the house, almost immediately he spotted Jimin already having a strip tease on top of a table with a Hennessy bottle in hand while many people whistled around him.

Oh that was the quickest Jungkook has ever gotten into action in dragging Jimin the fuck out of there without a second to spare, with Taehyung obviously following him like a lost puppy. No matter how many times Jungkook ordered him to stay back at the party or to give him the directions to his own home to order him a taxi, Taehyung was stubborn with a pout to follow him. So he didn't exactly have a choice as he carried an intoxicated Jimin back to the dorm.

When they got back to their room, that's when hell broke loose.

Jimin was singing at the top of his lungs in the living room while Taehyung would turn the stove on and off, giggling at the fire that would appear with his sparkling giddily eyes.  As sad as it is, Jungkook is so use to this type of scene that he was too patient in trying get Jimin to stop singing and Taehyung to leave the stove alone before the RA comes knocking at their fucking door. It was hard, very hard, at first to control them since the two males were acting like damn teenagers. Jungkook even had to stop their make out sessions from growing more and more heated.

In another occasion, maybe he wouldn't mind the scene, but like this? Absolutely not.

Jungkook managed to get Jimin to his room, change his clothes - in which Jimin was laughing the whole time because apparently he's very ticklish- and told him to get some sleep.

Thankfully, Jimin managed to calm down and press a sloppily kiss on Jungkook's neck, that was aimed for his cheek, as a thank you and knocked out the second his head met the pillow.

Jungkook by this point was content he managed to have a hand on Jimin, but started to feel a familiar odd emotion since Jimin did manage to kiss his own personal.... Weak spot. His neck is very sensitive as it is when it comes to that type of contact, so he had to shrug off that familiar need to be intimate with someone and walks out the room.

No was not the time to be a little hormonal, or ever in that case.

When he got back to the living room to see what he was going to do with Taehyung, the man was gone.

Oh that scared the shit out of Jungkook.

He went absolutely feral as he looked in the kitchen, the bathroom, under the couch for all he fucking knows but didn't see him anywhere. Not until he entered his room, where he sees a dazed Taehyung staring at the lights splattering his ceiling at the center of the room.

Oh the big relief Jungkook breathed.

"Pretty, so pretty," Taehyung would giggle out and then turns, grinning widely to Jungkook at the door, "You're very pretty too."

Jungkook didn't hold back the roll of his eyes to the compliment and approached the high and intoxicated male, "So are you going to tell me where you're staying now?"

This made Taehyung cross his arms with a playful pout, "Nope, I'm going to stay right here," and he proved his point by sitting on the bed and laying back down to let his legs dangle against the edge, "So comfortable, like a cloud. Ha, a cloud."

By now Jungkook's eyes wasn't even focused on the childish wording that Taehyung would spout out his pink lips. Now it was at the bulge between his legs, that's not even hard yet it still looked.... Big.

Very... Big....

Jungkook instantly tore his eyes away, cursing at Jimin for firing him up like this in his head, and it didn't help that Taehyung caught onto this.

And he smirked.

"Jungkook, come here."

The depth of his voice somehow got deeper if even possible, letting it shiver down every bone in Jungkook's body like a rattle snake. What's worse is the serious glare behind his eyes as he sits up, leaning back against his hands planted on the bed.

Jungkook crosses his arms over his chest and approaches him, hooded eyes on display as he gets in front of the other man, "What?"

Taehyung didn't say anything, only slightly tilts his head and grins, "Why were you staring at my dick?"

"Because it's big, obviously," Jungkook says bluntly, making Taehyung's eyes widen in surprise that he actually said.... That, "Now if you're going to stay here, just sleep on my bed and I'll take the-"

"Or we can both sleep on your bed," Taehyung then reached his greed hands to Jungkook's pants and hooks his fingers at the loops where his belt is suppose to be, "And you can let me show you a good time."

Oh he's testing Jungkook's waters right about now.

Nope, not happening.

Jungkook was definitely not amused by this and he made that very obvious with his facial expression, "Sorry, I'm not that easy to get in bed with," And he grabs Taehyung's hands and removes them from his pants, "I'll give you extra clothes."

So Jungkook got him a pair of black sweats and one of his black t-shirts and handed it over to him. Taehyung was a scowling mess and he really wanted to keep testing Jungkook's points.

"Undress me."

Jungkook blinked after him, a deep frown on his lips, "No," he says and steps back, "We just met and you're high, maybe even a little drunk. I'll take care of you, but not like that. Please respect that."

The way Taehyung's eyes glowed made the illusion that it was either because of Jungkook's words or all of the lights in the room. Self respect and gentle manners is definitely a man worth being a keeper, even though Taehyung wasn't about that relationship life, but he knows potential when he sees it.

To anyone's eyes, Jungkook is the perfect ball of respectful fluff that would be a great bottom for sure, especially with that innocent flow that just oozes out of him.

Taehyung prefers his men a bit more challenging, maybe a little more manlier, and to press on his buttons, so maybe this is why he enjoys tormenting Jungkook so much since he's so opposite of his type.

But Taehyung isn't so easily deceived.

Jungkook turns around to give Taehyung the privacy to get dressed, hearing the man bubble a chuckle ever so often from just basically anything that comes to his mind. When he turns back around, he couldn't fathom how breathtaking Taehyung looks at the moment.

His peachy hair is messy, giving such a nice compliment to his golden skin and artistic tattoos. Black definitely suits him because it makes such a nice contrast to his hair, making him seem intimidating yet small with how loose the clothes are on him.

Hm, maybe if he wasn't radiating a walking disaster than Jungkook would consider having a close friendship with him like he has with Jimin.

There's something that Jungkook feels he can relate to Taehyung, and he doesn't know exactly in what way.

His attitude or boldness perhaps. Jungkook used to be quite similar, back then before he grew up. He knows if he wasn't disguised, him and Taehyung would probably be best friends.

But the unfortunate truth is that this isn't their reality and Jungkook has to show him another face rather than the real one. He's currently attracted to that fake face, and that's something Jungkook is forcing into his head.

Nothing is real.

It's just part of the act.

"Alright well, just get some rest and I'll be outside if you need anything," Jungkook assures him as he takes Taehyung's messy pile of clothes and folds it quickly to put it on his desk before sneakily grabbing his pen, that was laying in broad daylight on the desk, turning around to leave.

"Wait."

Jungkook stops and turns around, seeing Taehyung already under the covers while holding the pillow in his arms. He's wearing a smug grin on his lips, "Can I have a goodnight kiss at least?"

Jungkook pretends to think about it, "No-"

"Please!" He whines childishly with a deep frown, "My grandma use to always give me one before going to bed. It takes away the nightmares."

Nightmares huh?

Guess they have one thing in common if that were to actually be the case.

However there's something Jungkook has noticed, and it's mainly that Taehyung is trying to force intimacy. He either wants to be physically close to Jungkook or provoke him, the motive probably being as he said - to get in his pants.

But Taehyung's attitude was not like this before, now he's more tender and clingy, either from all the shit in his body or because of other motives.

That's something that Jungkook will just have to figure out later.

After a few more whines from Taehyung, Jungkook marches over all so sudden and pushes Taehyung's shoulders down, pinning him to the bed. The male slightly gasped to the unexpected move of strength, especially as Jungkook hovers over his face with his dark eyes glowing in such a way that he never expected from someone who looked that innocent.

"After tonight, don't get in my way. I mean it," Jungkook growls lowly, slightly gripping his arms, "Stay away from me."

Taehyung looks between his eyes, gulping so slowly without another type of reaction. Jungkook stares at him back intensively, trying to read into him. He's trying to figure out what's the intention behind his actions with him.

Why Jungkook?

Why him all of the sudden?

Those questions gnaws into Jungkook's head, and if he doesn't leave now, it'll piss him off.

And so he leans, kissing own hand and tapping it to Taehyung's head, his eyes still heavy to the other man - who continues to stare at him with those piercing eyes.

"Sweet dreams, little cub."

Fast forward time and now Jungkook is here, in the living room, with the sun rising up from living room window as it cascades over the rings under his eyes. One would think that after that, he could've gotten a nice sleep and not torture himself of being awake.

But everything only got worse from there.

After that goodnight kiss with Taehyung, Jimin suddenly began to throw up on the floor.

Heavily.

So Jungkook had to take him to constant trips to the bathroom often, giving him medicine through his sleepy state and clean up his vomit. Jungkook had to do a whole monitoring routine with the two, making sure they're okay.

Sadly, the kiss wasn't enough to keep the nightmares away for Taehyung's mind.

At one point when Jungkook was close to passing out from sleep on the couch, he heard a shrill yelp from his room. When he went inside to see a drenched Taehyung with tears gushing down his cheeks and a tight grasp to the pillow, it made Jungkook instantly get into action.

He got a warm wet towel and would pat it on his forehead, softly start to whisper soothing s words through his ear over whatever horror is inside his head. Jungkook had learned from experience that it's not wise to wake up someone so sudden from a nightmare, since they'll most likely wouldn't want to get back to bed and they'll take a while to recover from it.

So Jungkook helped from the outside. He would run his fingers through his sweaty peachy hair to relax his body, pass the wet towel over his tears and the stressed curves between his eyebrows. He would continue to saying soothing words to him while Taehyung through his frantic state gripped his arm, keeping it close like a shield.

Jungkook didn't mind it at all, only cared that he would stop crying.

After a while Taehyung slowly began to calm down and relax against his bed, this time with a small sleepy smile on his lips.

Jungkook was hesitant to leave him like this alone, not sure if he'll throw another episode, but then he heard Jimin throwing up once again in the room decided it was definitely going to be a no sleep night for him.

Now at the moment the dorm is peaceful; no sounds of vomiting or screaming from nightmares or groans of pain.

It was quiet, very quiet.

Jungkook considered going to sleep by this point but decided on making breakfast for the two instead just in case he's asleep when they wake up. Since they both will be so bloated and not in the mood for anything at all when they wake up, oatmeal sounds like the perfect way to go.

Due to Jimin being very athletic, he eats so much oatmeal every morning, it's practically his favorite meal of the day. Jungkook eats it with him some of the times as well but sometimes prefers making eggs or other types of food.

Oatmeal sounds about the most softest thing to eat right about now after their activities last night.

Right when Jungkook finished, he prepared two bowls and got the first one for Jimin and took it to his room. The male is sprawled on the bed, a complete mess but at least his face is peaceful with a small trail of dry vomit by the corner of his mouth.

That.... Bothered Jungkook so much.

He went to get a wipe from the bathroom and gently cleaned it off his skin before setting medication and a glass of water on his nightstand with the oatmeal. He will most definitely not get out of bed for the remainder of today, not in this state for sure and Jungkook will most likely be sleeping all day so at least he can eat something now.

Jungkook then goes back to the kitchen to grab the other bowl and takes it to Taehyung. The other male is also fast asleep, breathing heavily with lips gapped open and his eyes nearly open into slits that before would confuse Jungkook, but he grew to know that's just how he sleeps and he's not actually awake. So he sets the bowl on his nightstand with a glass of water and medicine just like he did with Jimin, got a pair of grey sweats and a oversized grey hoodie and decided to take a shower and brush his teeth.

He made sure to take his sweet time there to rub off the sleep from his eyes, making it as cold as possible as well before finishing up and getting dressed.

His hair is left in a wavy mess and he fought the urge to brush it away from his face like how he use to always do. Instead he just shook it slightly and went to go check up on the two.

Jimin in the midst of Jungkook taking a shower woke up at some point, finished the entire bowl of oatmeal and took the pills with sipped the water, only to go back to sleep instantly. Jungkook was slightly grateful for that and took the bowl and placed it in the sink, now going to check up on Taehyung.

The other male is officially awake now, seeming to have woken up at that exact same time Jungkook entered the room. His eyes and face are puffy, almost shrinking his age to an actual adolescent look as he blinks the light away from the room. Jungkook turned off the fairy lights and closes the curtains to let more darkness into the room for the other to continue sleeping.

"Go back to sleep, it's still early," Jungkook says lowly, making sure his voice isn't loud enough to wake him up.

Taehyung blinks a few times once again and shakes his head, letting his eyes fall to the oatmeal as he sits up, "Is that for me?"

It took a moment to register that this is Taehyung's voice when he woke up; husky, deep, and raspy. Definitely nothing like how he appeared at the moment.

That's an odd duality.

"Hm," Jungkook only hums and walks to the door, "Just get some rest."

The second Jungkook is back to siting back on the couch, it almost as if it dragged him to a sleep inconscious state. He didn't want to sleep, at all, he wants to make sure Jimin and Taehyung are okay by this point.

In which they seem like they are.

No matter how badly he fought to stay awake, his body slowly laid down and he snapped his eyes shut in sleep.

Jungkook usually dreams of nightmares. Of a little boy with his angry parents who argued about how they were going to pay for bills or what to do to get money. The nightmares would sometimes be filled with gun shots or blood on his hands, not being able to determine if it was his imagination or a memory.

However this time, his sleep was always somehow disturbed for a few moments.

The first time was because he felt something draped over his body, making his instincts kick in to be aware of his physical body, but after a soft hand threads through his hair it instantly zoned him back into his nightmares. Then it was the sound of pots that Jungkook believed were the gun shots of his dreams, along with the scent of sizzling onions with vegetables. Lastly it was the tender voice that spoke over while Jungkook was getting knife pinned in his own horror imagination.

The voice saved him before being gutted into pieces.

"Hey Jungkook, I have to go, but thank you for letting me stay over," The deep voice spoke over quietly, making Jungkook slightly blink awake, "I made you scrambled eggs mixed with vegetables, toast and apple juice. You should eat it before it gets cold then try to get some sleep, you had a long night."

Jungkook managed to finally be awake now, slowly peering his eyes over to Taehyung hovered over him. He's dressed in the familiar clothes from last night, ready to leave.

"Did you eat?" Jungkook manages to grumble out as he looks at the sun reaching its peak of the day through the window while he sits up.

It's noon already.

Taehyung nods back at him, "I washed the dish and Jimin's too so don't worry about it," he says lowly and glances at the door, "Well, I'll see you around then."

Jungkook only manages to nod but was caught off guard when Taehyung leans over and pecks his head, a smug smile on his lips, "Sweet dreams, twinkle toes."

The murderous glare Jungkook manage to send to him was enough to have Taehyung laughing as he approaches the door, "Have a good day," And then he walks out the door.

Fucking twinkle toes my ass. He should give me respect for looking after his whiney childish self.

Jungkook sits there for a moment, contemplating whether he should get up now or later, but since Taehyung made food now then mind as well eat it warm. So that's what motivated Jungkook to roll off the couch and approach the table, his eyebrows flying up to the sight of the food.

Taehyung sure had a taste for making things look appealing, even food. The eggs looked so well cooked along with the vegetables. The bread looks nicely toasted with butter spread over it, and the apple juice was definitely the cherry on top. Jungkook couldn't help himself the smile on his lips to how cute it all looked.

So maybe Taehyung isn't completely useless after all.

Just then his eyes falls to something under the glass of apple juice.

Jungkook furrows his eyebrows and picks up his glass to take the purple paper under it and unfolds it, revealing a number and a note.

'Text me whenever you want a quickie ;) - Little Cub'

For a moment Jungkook blinks at the note before pulling his phone out, printing the number and sending a message.

Jungkook's Messages

Jungkook:
I want a quickie.

Lil Cub:
Oh yes, better spread them cheeks  😍💦🍑

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Jungkook's eyebrow raised with a tongue poking the inside of his cheek, trying to understand when he told him that he was ever a bottom.

Silly child.

Jungkook's Messages

Jungkook:
Okay I'm blocking you now 🚶🏻‍♂️

Lil Cub:
I'll be waiting for you 😘

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Jungkook rolls his eyes and blocks his number before staring to eat the food Taehyung made for him, a stupid grin now plastered on his face to only one thing circulating his thoughts.

Oh Taehyung, you're going to have to wait a very long time in that case.

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A/N:
So...... I definitely want to do something different with this story, that I probably only have done with one of my stories, and that I cannot reveal haha

Maybe when it ends I'll say what it is, unless you all figure it out eventually what it is that's different hahah

I'm so excited ahh!!

I PURPLE YOU!! <33