Taehyung's POV.

I think I like him. And that's really disgusting. Guys don't kiss. Simply no. And I'll be damned if I become one of those little pussies that circulate with lip gloss on the streets.

I'll be damned.

It's just that he's a really nice guy and I spend a lot of time with him and well, that's normal. I guess. Well, whatever. It'll pass. It's just a stupid phase and I'll get over it soon. I just have to get a whore. And that would be pretty easy if it didn't make me vomit just thinking about it. Those money suckers. That's what every person with a cunt is, so I'll get rid of cunt until one of them can prove me wrong and let's just say I won't wait.

"Hey, Taehyung!" Jin's voice came smiling at me, and I waved back. I shouldn't have stayed up so late drinking those six bottles of beer alone. That's the bad thing about being anti-mortician, I get lonely.

Jungkook smiled at me and nodded, getting up from the leather couch to greet me. "Dude, you won't believe what they have for us today." His muffled tone almost made me sweat. "I'm Batman and you're going to be Robin!" well fuck!

"What?!" My stomach dropped instantly and seriously, I know that fags like glued pants and everything, but you have to be kidding me. "Are you kidding?"

My cry was so loud that It brought Jin and Jhope's attention to me. My eyes are wide and my mouth is half open, but I can still see Jungkook's mouth open a smile.

"You're an idiot." He told me.

"Fuck off," I replied.

"But that was so easy." He laughed back, eyes totally closed with laughter.

I sighed, throwing my backpack on the couch. "But besides, there's no way for me to be the prodigy boy. It's written on my ass."

"Oh, I'm offended." Jungkook frowned and laughed. "And I'll remember that during the session."

I sighed and started unbuttoning my shirt. "So many threats." I teased him back, and he gave me one last smile before heading to the other room, where Jin puts on our make-up.

"So good." I asked Jhope. "What shall we be today?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" He asked, trying to hide his laughter. "Aren't you going to be disappointed when you find out it's not something with tight pants?"

"Shut up." I called and then I noticed the white apron falling down. I looked more closely and there was a stethoscope hanging too. "So ... that means ..."

"Call to doctor uh ... Whatever your last name." Jungkook shouted and my eyebrows went up. Hmm. This is going to be cool. "You better do it right!" He went on. "I'm really sick! My, uh ... Balls , hurt!" I could hear him and Jin burst out laughing and rolled his eyes.

Things looked so different since the last session. I got so stupid after I realized my stupid feelings were growing. I am not gay. Simply not. Not that there's anything wrong with that. But seeing Jungkook do these things is brining back to life things i thought were dead.

I guess that's kind of good in a really weird way but it scares me because I haven't felt it for a while and not to mention that this stupid twinge is for a guy. All of this is kind of screwing me up and even though I am being a complete idiot, he's still cool with me. Usually I'm the cool guy, and usually I'm the one who gives the last word. But it's damn nice that there's someone taking care of me this time. Even if it's not so. Have I commented on those confused thoughts as part of what I'm feeling?

Suddenly, there was a huge brush in the middle of my face and I had to turn around before I hit Jin's face. "Ew." He wrinkled his nose and pinched me. "You're cute, but I think you broke my face."

"Shit, I'm sorry." I gave him one of my best smiles of apologies, but he ended up just rolling his eyes and continued brushing the brush across my face.

Shit. I'm losing even my cuddly power with people.

"Taehyung!" Jungkook called, humming. "I'm ready to turn my head and cough!"

Jin smiled at that. "Better to be careful. He's in a different mood today."

"Thanks for letting me know."

Dude, he was right. Jungkook was in an incredible mood. He wore nothing but a light blue hospital pants, and a white blouse to match. Nothing more than that, and my stomach shivered when I ran my hands on his thighs. He stared at me with clear eyes and locked his chin. I couldn't tell whether he was liking it or not, but I had a feeling he would like it when we were naked.

I have no idea how Jhope put his hands on a small bed that he covered with a white bum sheet, making it look quite like a hospital bed and I won't ask, not really. That white coat is giving me a hell of an itch on my neck, but I won't have to worry about it, since Jhope is telling Jungkook to get it off of me. We had to do it in slow motion, so the photos would be good and after the coat fell to the floor, I let Jungkook slowly unbutton the blue shirt I'm wearing.

We took some more photos now that I'm shirtless. In one of them, I slipped the stethoscope under Jungkook's shirt, and likewise with him totally shirtless, others with us told me to hear his back and all kinds of idiocy like that. Despite this, most of the time Jhope has been silent, which meant that we were doing a good job.

Jungkook spread his legs when he sat on the bed and there's something in his eyes that I really can't understand. Fuck. I stood between his knees and he pulled my head back to the one that slid his hand down my neck in a sensual way. I closed my eyes until I didn't feel the touch anymore and gasped when i felt his tongue on my right nipple .

God.

I would never have guessed he was doing this for money. Never in a million years. But that little fact is stuck in the back of my head and because of that, there's nothing going on in my pants. Although this doesn't make it less yummy. On the contrary, it's very, very yummy.

I heard Jhope tell Jungkook to use more tongue and fewer teeth and he did as he was asked. Oh my God. Talent. Jungkook has an incredible talent, his mouth.

"Okay, Jungkook. Take off Taehyung's pants."

I gasped loudly. Normally it was Jungkook who took off his pants first or we did it together. Now I'm feeling really exposed.

He grabbed the buckle from my belt, and pulled the zipper with his teeth, I believe because that's what gay guys find attractive. I don't know, but Jhope really liked that. Jungkook shot me a look as if he didn't understand it either, and it made me smile, breaking the tension that was growing in the middle of my shoulders.

It's weird ... Before and after the session, we make jokes and we laugh, but as soon as the first picture is taken, we're pretty quiet. Humor escapes and only comes back when Jhope says we're done. It makes it more real, I guess.

After I was out of my pants and wearing just that little white boxer that they make us wear, I felt a little rough. And I hate knowing that. Because I really shouldn't be. It's not like Jhope wants this. It's not like he's in his free will. No, he does it because of the pay, and that's it. And now I'm taking advantage of it. Damn chick ... as useless as ... you know.

"Okay, Jungkook climb on the bed."

The sheets crumpled under his weight, and he knelt so that his groin was level with my chest. Okay, under those blue jeans, but it's still there. We're looking at Jhope, waiting.

"Tae, lower Jungkook's pants and-"

"Hey dude." Jungkook interrupted. "I thought you said it without nudity. I thought you said it wasn't a porn magazine."

Jhope stared at him indifferently. "It's not ... And if you let me finish ... Jesus ... Here, Tae, look at me and press your cheek against Jungkook's belly."

I did as requested and took a deep breath. My eyes blurred with the contact of my skin on Jungkook's abdomen.

"Okay, now wrap your arms around him, as if you were hugging his ass." Jhope continued as he approached us.

Jungkook grabbed my shoulders and I looked up, directing him a confused look. What the fuck Jhope does want us to do? I took a step even closer and wrapped my arms around his waist. My arms covered his ass as I pulled him closer, and this is by far the most intimate hug I've ever experienced.

Jhope got closer and told us not to move a muscle, or he would actually kill us. When he started pulling on Jungkook's pants.

"Hey!"

"Just shut the fuck up and trust me!" Jhope replied rudely and suddenly Jungkook was undressed and his soft cock was pressed against my chest as my arms were covering his perfect peach-like ass."No nudity, but fuck, that's sexy!" Jhope was so happy that he almost jumped like a little child.

I looked up, facing Jungkook with a supportive smile.

"Please don't let go." He whispered. "And hold on tight, I don't want my balls in this magazine."

"Certainly." I smiled. "I'll hold you." And I held on. I held him steady and in a strange way I felt myself shielding him. I think it's because I knew that if I were him in his place, I'd probably be so fucking nervous.

"Taehyung, dude, I need a little more than your shy, customary stout footprint." Jhope said and I sighed. Without moving my arms, or my chest, I brushed my nose into the silken skin of Jungkook's belly and inhaled. It's like a second instinct as I begin to kiss him, my lips wandering over the softness of his skin, which were rippled by the rigid muscles below. Jhope took some more pictures and finally told us to get dressed, so happy for that last set that he went straight to the dark room down the hall.

"Thank you guys, I'll see you in a few days!" And with that, Jhope disappeared behind the closed door.

I know this is going to be my last chance for today, so I breathed in again the scent of Jungkook's skin, and I looked at him, praying he didn't notice. I think he's very worried about being naked now.

"Um ..." He laughed nervously. "Strange, right?"

I stared at him, smiling. "No, not for me, actually."

"Shut up." He murmured, but still didn't move.

"So it's ..." I squeezed my arms around him. "Can I let go now?"

A flush of color washed over his neck and cheeks.

"I promise I won't look." I offered.

"Leave." He growled and shoved me. I kept my word and looked away, even if part of me would rathier have looked.

We changed in the same room this time, turning our backs to each other, like the straight men we are.

"So, I ... I'll see you in a few days, right?" He told me softly, his eyes never leaving the ground.

"It's ... Today was cool. I think we almost made Jhope enjoy his pants with that last photo."

"Yeah, you bet." Jungkook laughed as he opened the door and we left the apartment together. The ladder was narrow so he went ahead and I followed him. I'm surprised we didn't break this thing in half with our weight.

"So ..." Jungkook started again as he opened the front door of the building. "Have a good day."

I nodded and I was about to ask if he wanted to go out for a beer or something when he gave me one last smile and turned to go down the street.

I watched as he went, settling my bag on my shoulder. "Yeah, you, too."

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