[ Deduction ]

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After this really hot moment, Jungkook had warned the hazel haired that they had to rejoin Jooha. Disoriented by those intimate touches, the two men didn't know how to act, how to react. They had dressed back up in silence, or at least they adjusted their clothes partially removed. The black haired picked up his leather jacket on the floor, Taehyung picked up his long black coat and the killer had just gave a few swipes on the couch, to make it cleaner. Jungkook still took care of checking if there was any semen trace that had stained the couch and was relieved when he saw there wasn't anything. The professional assassin went to put out the fire in the chimney, with a bucket full of water he had taken from the small sink on disposal. Then, the two men left the forest hut, but pleasant. In a silence now omnipresent, Jungkook locked the wooden door.

The two horses were there, against each other. Visibly happy to go on a walk, even though during about thirty minutes, they didn't move. Followed by Taehyung, Jungkook approached them. He helped the hazel haired get back on the horse, then two seconds later, the black haired climbed back on the female. Once they were both installed, Jungkook proposed to the hazel haired to go back to Jooha's. The silence was there. Awkward, they had to admit. Only the horses' sniffling and the sound of their hooves against the snow could be heard. Taehyung was thinking. Jungkook too. However they didn't know what to say to each other. Out of fear of embarrassment and shame. A sigh left the killer, he was scared to screw up everything with the teacher. If someone had told him, two months earlier, that he'd kiss this man, Jungkook would have darkly laughed. That he would give him his first kiss. A laugh almost escaped him at this thought.

They had kissed for the first time on December 25th. During four days, nothing subtle had happened. Just a pleasant atmosphere without questions. On the 29th, they had kissed with the tongue. Jungkook, as well as Taehyung, had loved it. And not even a day later, on the 30th, they had touched each other for the first time. It was going too faste. The black haired could feel it. As if it was a rush between them. Two months before anything happened, totally unexpected by the way. The two had touched each other. The killer had trouble putting this idea in his head. However that was what had happened less than an hour ago. His teeth bit his lower lip as his eyes stared at the path leading the his former nanny's house.

« I liked what happened between us earlier. Whispered Taehyung. So stop thinking about it over and over, I see you. This silence bothers me, Jungkook. I feel like we made a big mistake now. » His hoarse voice couldn't hold back from admitting this to the killer.

Simply intrigued by the hazel haired's sincere words, the black haired turned his face towards Taehyung. The teacher was also looking at him, as the horses were calm and disciplined.

« I'm lost. I'm scared things are going to fast between us. He sighed. Is there even an us ? » His tone sounded disappointed.

This question disturbed the older. He tried to seem serene, but it was long lost. If Jungkook decided to talk about his questions, the literature teacher wasn't sure he could survive.

« Our us, is... under construction I guess. We can't say it doesn't exist. We kissed. Several times. Today, we pleasured each other. There is an us. But its nuance remains... Trouble. » He had answered, serious.

The black haired was attentive to Taehyung. He agreed with him. With his fascinating reasoning. It was a relief to hear that. He didn't want to imagine things in his head, if the teacher did not in the least consider this perspective.

« You're still mad at me, for bringing you in my apartment ? » Jungkook had had the need to ask him this question again.

« Yes. I'll always be a bit mad at you Jungkook, you know it. We talked about it. But it doesn't mean anything really important. The hazel haired whispered. I wouldn't have gotten closer to you if I still hated you. Never, would've I kissed you, nor even ask to make out. »

His eyes shone with a touch of nonchalance. Everything was refined by positive energy, as if Taehyung was happy they were speaking together, about them. The journey continued, they could now see the countryside house of Jooha.

« You're getting closer to me because you're sex deprived, aren't you ? » Mumbled Jungkook.

« No. I'm getting closer to you because, it's you and only you that I want. Not to get some carnal interests. It would be sick. It is your whole person that interests me, and that since a little while. His hoarse tone admitted. Now we also attract each other physically... »

They were still being led by the two Arabian thoroughbred, Jungkook analyzed each of his words. What the teacher was telling me now had the gift of reassuring him a bit. At least it was a one-way impression. Taehyung had the same opinion and he wasn't scared to put words on situations.

« I'm relieved. He admitted. I was scared that... There was an unhealthy side and that I was taking advantage of you undirectly. But you're assuring me that it's not the case. » Jungkook was done.

On his side, Taehyung had a faint smile. The horses followed the path and they arrived. The fence had stayed opened since their departure, so Jungkook told the hazel haired to get on the snow covered field. He took this time to close and finally they brought the horses back to the stable. Jungkook left the blankets on their backs, he also added some on the two others. After taking off the thin ropes, he caressed them with love and then the two men walked towards the house. They arrived in less than a minute, they walked through the bay window of the living room that Jooha had opened once she had noticed them.

« You're finally here, was it great ? » The woman asked them, happy.

An amused glance was shared between Jungkook and Taehyung, though they stayed discreet.

« Amazing. Your horses are really disciplined, it's great. And the caban is awesome. It was warm inside thanks to the chimney. » Jungkook answered his former nanny.

The hazel haired was feeling embarrassed. Jungkook was doing it on purpose, there wasn't any other explanations. When he had fun mentioning the warmth, while trying to seem innocent. The teacher tried to meet his gaze but the killer was staring at the woman in front of him.

« I'm happy then. She smiled at them. Come, I made tea and something to eat. Kimchi, bibimbap and shrimp noodles homemade, you like ? » Jooha waited for their answer.

« Yes of course. Taehyung said. But you didn't have to do all that, Jooha. Thank you so much. » He retorted, bowing to her.

The woman in her forties immediately lifted the hazel haired, so he wasn't bowing anymore. Jungkook had a small smile at this reaction. Jooha hadn't changed.

« Don't thank me Taehyung. It's called hospitality and good manners. She smiled, softly. Come to the kitchen. »

The woman brought them to the kitchen. They sat at the wooden table. Jooha served them tea as well as boiling noodles, and the rest. It was good timing, the two young men had to admit that hunger was starting to be felt. So during around an hour, they all talked together. Jungkook asked Jooha how she was doing here, alone. The woman did all her groceries shopping with local merchants, by long-standing contacts. She didn't have any tv, she only listened to the radio from time to time. So she hadn't had the time to hear about the story related to Taehyung. What reassured Jungkook. Jooha had wanted to know who the two men had met. The professionnal assassin had simply said that he had met Taehyung at a bar one night. Quite mediocre but at least, he had an excuse. This after afternoon had been a good moment. As much to the hazel haired than to Jungkook. And Jooha had been really happy to receive visitors, she who for so long, lived alone in the South-Korean countrysides.

« So, Jungkook. She sighed. I missed you so much my boy. I'm happy you didn't forget me and that you thought about coming back. By the way you have great memory to remember the road to my house, after so many years. » She had finished, laughing.

« Of course Jooha, I can't forget you. Never. » He softly muttered.

Because the black haired needed to thank the woman, he took her in his arms. Before leaving, he wanted to have her against him, this nice Jooha who had taken care of him for so many years.

« I'll come back as soon as possible. I always come out unannounced, but it's always from good heart. » He smiled at her.

« Be careful Jungkook, take care of yourself, take care of Taehyung. She laughed tenderly. Happy birthday again ! She said to the hazel haired, who thanked her with respect. I'm right here, I'm not moving. I'll wait for you. But don't come back in seven years, uh ? Come back sooner, please. » 

Taehyung probed Jungkook who seemed really attached to this really kind woman. This image had softened his heart. Touched by so much sincerity between them.

« Promise. Take care of yourself too. Thank you for everything Jooha. » He had muttered.

As Taehyung was warmly saying goodbye to the valiant woman, Jungkook smiled. Seeing her again was good. And the teacher had seemed to appreciate their moment here. The hazel haired started walking towards the R8, but Jooha caught the black haired one last time, before telling him something particular. 

« You found yourself a nice boyfriend. I hope you'll keep him by your side for a long time, kindness overflows from this man. I'm certain about it, you're made for each other. »

Shocked by her words, the black haired let out a laugh at her affirmation. She had understood everything. At least she had understood that, Taehyung and Jungkook weren't just friends. And because Jooha had a sense of these things, Jungkook believed it. One last kiss on his nanny's forehead and the black haired went back to the hazel haired's sides through this persistent snow. Made for each other. When Jooha said something, ninety-five percent of the time, it was true. Jungkook prayed for it to be true.

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Last day of the year 2018. December 31. New year's Eve and the future new year. Jungkook couldn't care less about this event. He really didn't care. He found it ridiculous. Just because the year changed, in a few seconds, people decided to celebrate it. To his eyes, it was purely commercial, a dictate action by society. A simple excuse to get drunk. Jungkook didn't like this kind of concept. To him, it was useless. Why celebrate a year, when it had been deceiving, unbearable ? Why celebrate a new year, when we don't even know what was going to happen during this future year. The black haired didn't like this perspective. He didn't want to waste his time like this.

But because Taehyung was here, since November, the killer was making an effort. Invite Hoseok, do a little party, though Jungkook didn't drink alcohol. Well, once or twice per year but never more. Like the day Jungkook was preparing Daejung's murder and he had drank a flute of champagne. Actually, the black haired didn't drink anything else than champagne and that, in very limited quantity. Two flutes per year. Maximum. This year, it only happened once. And Jungkook wasn't planning on drinking tonight. To his eyes, alcohol was bad. Devil in person. He said no to alcohol. And tonight, it was Hoseok taking care of the organization. Jungkook didn't have the time nor the possibility to buy anything. Because he didn't want to leave Taehyung alone in his apartment. Not necessarily because of the hazel haired, though it was the main reason. But ever since this unknown was tracking him and had talked about the teacher, Jungkook was even less trustful. He didn't want someone taking the hazel haired away from him.

A sigh left his lips, he analyzed the older who had just put a tablecloth on the table of the living room. Jungkook left to the kitchen to get chopsticks and plates, along with bowls. As Taehyung was elegantly folding the towels of a burgundy shade pulling on the purple, the black haired walked by behind him. Except the hazel haired had turned around at the same time, bumping into Jungkook against his will. Thanks to his agility, the killer didn't let anything fall from his fingers but the hazel haired felt guilty of his clumsiness.

« Sorry... I should've looked. » He breathed out.

« It's nothing Taehyung. » The younger reassured him. 

« Do you want help ? » The hazel haired proposed.

Amused, the black haired slightly shook his head from left to right.

« No, it's fine thank you, I'm doing it. » He snickered.

The hazel haired's eyes started analyzing the assassin's face, as Jungkook disposed the three plates, the three bowls and the six wooden chopsticks. When he was done, he gently looked at the older. They stared at each other, without any apparent reason. Their faces naturally came closer but as the want to kiss each other was present, the apartment's doorbell rang.

« Mmh... I'll open the door for Hobi. »

Had whispered the black haired, moving away from Taehyung. 

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Chapter 31 ! I love them TT

Also, as I'm writing this, it is June 4th, it is 6 pm here (1 AM in Korea) and Still With You just dropped. Jungkook *w* his voice is so so pretty, I'll never get tired of hearing him. I wasn't expecting a solo song, the lyrics made me cry I love him so so much we don't deserve him :(

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