"You sure you'll be okay honey?"

The boy rolled his eyes, "Mom I'm almost eighteen. I can be home alone for a day".

"There's food in the fridge when you get hungry, or you can just order something if you want. We'll be back around midnight probably", the woman spoke, pointing to the fridge that was covered in sticky notes.

"Or maybe not", his father winked, drawing a disgusted expression on his son's face. The older man got a slap on the shoulder from his wife and he rolled his eyes, "Yeah, we'll be back around midnight".

Jungkook was buzzing on the spot, excitement running through his veins as he stared at the phone in his hand, a message still displayed on the device.

I'm on my way

Taehyung was spending the day at Jungkook's house. With Lottie and her parents away, and now also his parents, it was the perfect opportunity to invite him over. The older boy had never been in his house, obviously, and Jungkook felt guilty at always hanging around Taehyung's place. He couldn't wait to spend the day together. He had even cleaned his room just in case.

With trembling hands he flattened his hair as he looked inside the mirror. He was nervous to see Taehyung again. It had gotten a normal reaction to hearing – or just thinking – about the older boy. He glanced at the dark red hoodie he was wearing, the hoodie that Taehyung had bought him. He still blushed as he remembered the way Taehyung had offered to buy him something, wallet in hand as he told him to pick something he liked.

"Come on", he had said, eyes turning stern as Jungkook stayed unmoving on the spot, "Just see it as an early graduation present".

Jungkook had muttered, "You're sounding like you're my sugar daddy or something".

"I'm not that much older Jungkook", the older boy had rolled his eyes before nudging the other towards the clothing racks, "And that's not a kink I'm quite into".

"Glad we agree on that".

Jungkook nearly jumped a feet into the air, hearing the sudden doorbell break him out of his daydreaming. He hurried to the front door and almost slammed the door open just so he could see Taehyung's lovely face.

And indeed, his face was as lovely as always. The boy was wearing a grey turtle neck, wide framed glasses perched on top of his nose and tight black jeans wrapped around his legs. The boy smiled when the two made eye contact and Jungkook quickly forgot he was supposed to actually invite the boy inside and not just stare at him all day.

Taehyung stepped inside the bedroom, the last room of the tour Jungkook was giving, eyebrows immediately turning into a furrow. Jungkook's eyes followed the brunette as he spun around on his heels before marching towards the closet. With an amused expression he watched Taehyung quite dramatically open the closet, eyes immediately flicking over to the inside of the wardrobe. "Happy now?", Jungkook asked as the older boy's eyes swept over the posters of numerous baseball stars, figure skaters and big bang.

"You look like a boy that has a lot of posters", Taehyung spoke up, shoulders going up before dropping down in a shrug. He closed the closet doors again before glancing at the younger boy, "Why are they in there though and not on the walls?"

Jungkook's hand went up to rub his neck, "Well they are a bit creepy when you're having sex and they just stare at you". He already saw the eyebrows on Taehyung's forehead raise, obviously not amused at the explanation.

"Is that your opinion or Lottie's?"

Jungkook let out a cough before scraping his throat, "I mean- it used to be Lottie's opinion but I agreed with it". He could see that the older didn't quite like his words, evident by the eyebrows furrowing as he stared him down.

Taehyung crossed his arms, "You shouldn't hide your interests in the closet",

"Well- I mean- you're in the closet as well", Jungkook responded, stuttering before his face heated up by the realization at what he had just said.

You could hear a pin drop after those words had been spoken.

"You're not wrong", Taehyung got out slowly, maintaining eye contact with the younger, "Can't believe you actually said that though". Jungkook coughed, rubbing his foot against the carpet before looking back up. "Can we just make out and forget about it?"

"Sure". Taehyung smiled, hand already reached out to grab the boy by the hoodie, slamming their lips together.

They ordered pizza that night and, much to Jungkook's amusement, Taehyung had gotten a bit upset at the way the delivery guy seemed to flirt with Jungkook. "He was just being nice, chill", the boy scoffed, setting down the pizza boxes and the change he had gotten, "Besides, why would he even think I'm into guys?"

"I don't know", Taehyung mumbled, a bit embarrassed by his sudden jealousy, "Shouldn't be wearing such tight football shorts in the first place- and why even are you wearing those! You play baseball for god's sake".

"My dad used to play football. It's his".

They decided to watch a movie when they finished the pizza, the boxes now left on the ground as the boys cuddled up on the couch. Jungkook was sitting against Taehyung, face nuzzled against the older's shoulder. Taehyung had one arm wrapped around him, lazily stroking he boy's arm as they watched the movie progress.

At one point Taehyung had gotten bored, the movie having lost his interest somewhere in the middle. But the boy was quick to come up with something entertaining to do. His hand dropped from Jungkook's shoulder to the boy's thigh, just as he had done in the car. He felt Jungkook flinch at the sudden contact before he relaxed into the touch as Taehyung started stroking the warm skin.

He moved up, slowly, as he kept his eyes trained on the television. His hand was almost on top of the other's thigh, rubbing closer and closer until he heard the younger boy whimper. "Hyung-", he called out, body trembling against the older's frame at the subtle touches.

"Be quiet Jungkook, hyung is trying to watch the movie".

The younger immediately fell quiet at that, mouth zipping shut at the mere command of the older. He tried his hardest to keep his eyes on the television and not on the large hand groping his thigh. Taehyung smiled as he noticed the younger following his command. His hand slipped under the tight football shorts, subtly brushing against the boy's boxers.

Jungkook's breath hitched but he kept quiet, not wanting to disturb the older like he had done before. But he was at his limit when he felt the large hand retract before going back into his shorts and this time also his underwear, now holding onto his member. Jungkook let out a stifled moan, large hand clasped onto his mouth. He glanced at Taehyung whose hand was blocking him, "Didn't I tell you to be quiet?"

Jungkook wanted to protest, to fight back, because this was so unfair. The sounds were hard to hold back when Taehyung started to slowly jerk him off. He kept the pace deadly slow and Jungkook had to stop his hips from bucking up. Taehyung retracted the hand that had been blocking Jungkook's mouth before settling back against the couch, one hand on the armrest while his other hand was still lazily jerking the other off.

"Hyung", Jungkook whined, really wanting more, really wanting this pace to quicken. Taehyung let out an annoyed sigh before he spread his legs, taking up more space on the couch. He retracted his hand from Jungkook's boxers, ignoring the boy's whines, before tapping his own thigh.

"If you want more, you got to work for it". His voice was deep and demanding and it didn't take Jungkook five seconds to climber onto the boy's thigh. He started rutting against the boy, face cowering in the boy's broad shoulders as he tried to stifle his moans and pants. Taehyung merely ran his hand through the boy's hair, slowly petting him as he kept his eyes trained onto the tv.

He could feel Jungkook's movements faltering as he had started rubbing up and down the boy's back. It was evident the boy was close but tired and so Taehyung grabbed the younger's hip, effectively holding him still. Jungkook started silentely crying after being denied his release but he was quickly shushed when Taehyung wrapped his legs around his own waist and started carrying him upstairs.

"It's okay baby", he whispered, kissing up the boy's jaw as he felt the younger shake against the older's frame, "I'll take good care of you, I promise".

And that's everything Jungkook wanted to hear as he was dropped onto the bed, knowing today was the day they'd switch.

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