Syzygy: the alignment of three or more celestial bodies.

The buttons were ripped from the seams as my shirt was yanked from my chest and shoulders. Lips frantically kissed mine as my fingers scrambled to untuck the shirt from underneath the belted waistline of the pants.

"You had to wear a fucking belt," Jungkook growled before slamming his lips back on mine.

I chuckled as we pulled apart so I could pull his shirt over his head. I stood there, staring at him with my lower lip between my teeth, in awe.

Jungkook smirked. "What's catching your eye, Taehyungie?"

My hand gravitated towards his bare chest, my fingers trailing lower and lower, feeling the bumps and ridges of his abs.

"How are you so perfect?" The question slipped past my lips with ease.

Jungkook smiled at me. "Shut up and kiss me."

I snickered before my lips pressed back against his, this time with less sexual desire and more passion. Passion to show how much I truly care about Jungkook.

I pulled away with a shake of my head after my mind began to spiral. Jungkook's doe eyes immediately opened and filled with concern.

"Tae? What's wrong?"

I squeezed his shoulder with a sigh. "God, I would so love to continue this."

"So why don't you?" I could tell he was begging for me to kiss him once more.

"I don't want you to think I only want sex. I really do want more between us."

"I do too."

I took a small step back, my arm dropping from his shoulder. "I want to take you on a date before we do anything like what almost happened."

"Taehyung, are you asking me out on a date?"

I swallowed the small lump in my throat. "I am."

Jungkook smiled, bunny teeth on display and doe eyes sparkling. "I would love nothing more."

"I'm glad." I cleared my throat and looked down, cheeks beginning to burn red. "Well, uh, any chance I could use your bathroom then?

A mischievous smirk appeared on Jungkook's face. "Only if you beat me to it." He took off running, making me groan.

"You fucker! I've never been here, I don't know where it even is!" I shouted, hearing a laughing Jungkook across the apartment before a door was shut, the lock clicked into place.

I groaned, leaning against the wall next to the closed bathroom door.

A faint hiss from the other side of the door caught my attention. I leaned closer, pressing my ear against the door, hearing quiet moans escaping Jungkook's lips.

My hand drifted lower, feeling my throbbing erection through my pants. I ran my hand along my clothed length a few times before shaking my head, removing my hand.

I began to walk away from the door, knowing I shouldn't pleasure myself to Jungkook. I can't.

I froze in my tracks when I heard a loud moan from where Jungkook was in the bathroom. I felt my dick twitch in my pants, making me bite my lip. His moans grew quicker, pants leaving his lips.

I pressed my back against the door, my hand instantly sliding the fabric of my pants and boxers down to my thighs. I practically winced when I finally touched my member's sensitive tip, begging to be touched and aching for release.

My head fell against the wall as my hand wrapped around my length, beginning to stroke it a few times, slowly. My free hand traveled underneath my shirt and up to my nipple, pinching it as I began to moan quietly.

Even through the door, I could hear the wetness of Jungkook's strokes on his dick, his moans sounding like music to my ears.

My movements quickened to match Jungkook's pace, pre-cum leaking onto my hand, providing lubrication for my hand.

"Taehyungggg," Jungkook moaned, his breath practically hitching in his throat, indicating he was getting closer to his climax.

I flicked my nipples a few times while continuing to increase my pace. My moans grew louder and louder, echoing Jungkook's increasingly loud moaning until cum shot out of my member, onto my hand and on the floor.

Catching my breath, I leaned completely back against the door, closing my eyes for a few seconds.

I stumbled as the door holding me up opened suddenly, and I faced Jungkook with a flushed face.

"What are you doing here?" He asked with his doe eyes. His shirt was wrinkled, his hair tousled. His lips were slightly swollen from our kissing earlier.

"Oh, uh... Just, um, waiting to use the restroom." I scratched the back of my neck nervously.

Jungkook took a few steps closer to me to walk out of the bathroom. As he passed me, he leaned close to my ear. "Your dick is still out."

He walked off with a snicker, leaving me with a flacid dick and cum stained hands and flooring.

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Lmao I love this chapter.