[ Imbibition ]



The night before, the two men had prepared something to eat quickly, after this really peticular discussion. Jungkook had proposed to Taehyung to try on the clothes he had brought him the day after, rather than in the evening. Because the ravenette was so exhausted he wanted to sleep early. These messages had exhausted him. He hadn't stopped thinking about it before sleeping. Min Yoongi, Kim Taehyung's ex. Everything seemed to make sense now. Jungkook really needed to tell Hoseok about it. It was too big to ignore, too big to thing it was just a coincidence. the hazel haired did not give any more information to Jungkook about Yoongi, even though the black haired really wanted to know more about it.

But he didn't want to seem invasive in the teacher's life, so he didn't ask any more questions about his number one rival. The evening was simple between the two men. They had eaten, changed into pajamas and went to sleep. Taehyung didn't protest, he could perfectly understand that the black haired was exhausted. They had fallen asleep around nine thirty, in the same bed, in Jungkook's. Yes, ever since that first night they slept together, Taehyung slept every night with Jungkook. It had already been a week since then. He didn't have trouble during the night anymore. The teacher could fall asleep easily next to Jungkook. It could be surprising knowing the circumstances between them, but Taehyung didn't try to understand anymore.

Today, the hazel haired will try his new clothes on, and see what Jungkook had bought him. In the early morning, they had woken up and had breakfast. The black haired was now laying on his back, on the bed, his hair pushed back and eyes focused on the ceiling. He waited for Taehyung who was literally going to parade. Yes, Jungkook had proposed to the hazel haired to try each piece of clothing so they could judge together if he looked good in it. That was their morning schedule. It was quite amusing, the black haired asked himself how he, a hitman, had gotten here ? Playing the outfits judge with his hostage. To him, it was clearly absurd and surprising. But deep inside, the idea was pleasant, it was nice and amusing.

« Eh Jk, am I really gonna try all of these on ? »

He heard the mumble of Taehyung's voice in the corridor.

« Why not ? You don't want to ? » Jungkook retorted.

« I do, but... It will be so boring for you. You probably have way better things to do, right ? »

« No. I'm taking a break remember. So I'll try to forget my job. So don't worry, try them all. »

Taehyung was changing in the bathroom, which was in front of the black haired's bedroom door. The hazel haired kept his modesty and timidity. Changing in front of jungkook, that was difficult for him. So he changed in another room. When he had put on the first large jean, sky blue, along with a light grey sweater, he decided that he was ready to join the professionnal assassin. He only needed to walk a few steps and he was already in Jungkook's bedroom. The latter was still spread on his big bed. When Taehyung stepped in, the young man didn't waste any time to bring his eyes on the hazel haired's silhouette. He analyzed him for about ten seconds. He stared at Taehyung from head to toes.

« I like it. » He breathed out.

There, Taehyung was blushing. Jungkook didn't have to be so straight forward.

« It looks good on me ... ? »

« Really good. You should keep them. »

« But I'll keep everything anyway. » The hazel haired let a small laugh out.

« If you don't like them, you don't have to keep them only to satisfy me you know. » Jungkook corrected him, sighing.

He heard Taehyung laughing softly. Then the literature teacher went back to change in the bathroom. Jungkook wanted to put some music on while waiting for the hazel haired to come, to leave a background atmosphere. He grabbed his laptop from his desk, since Jungkook didn't have his phone anymore while Hoseok was doing his researches. But the black haired always had songs on his laptop, in case. Taehyung was still changing, Jungkook was connecting his laptop to his speaker. After a minute, he put one of his favorite songs, just to make a background music without it being too loud or annoying.

« And now ? » Taehyung mumbled when he stepped in the room.

He was now wearing grey darted trousers, with a black turtleneck, really elegant. This outfit defined the teacher's elegance. Jungkook rolled on his side to let his dark eyes wander on Taehyung. He didn't have anything to say, the hazel haired was mesmerizing. His beauty never stopped impressing Jungkook. He held back from biting his bottom lip, that would be a little too demonstrative sign of what he thought of the teacher.

« You're really handsome dressed like this. He admitted. Is it your usual style ? »

First, Taehyung was doing is best to stop his cheeks from heating up. It was childish to blush at any compliment. Only, the compliments weren't coming from just anybody. They were coming from Jungkook, him and his charming voice. His eyes really dark but shining really bright. His hands started to shake but Taehyung did his best to hide it. His gaze was on Jungkook, he cleared his throat.

« Mmh... Thank you. He whispered. And... Yes that's totally my style. Let's say that you chose what I liked, by pure intuition. »

The killer noticed easily the hazel haired's uneasiness. He was gently eyeing Taehyung, dark locks falling backwards.

« I usually have good intuition. He showed a thin smile. I'm happy this style fits you. And, am I embarrassing you ? »

Even more embarrassed, Taehyung squirmed.

« Don't ask those kind of questions. » Were the only words the hazel haired mumbled.

« Why ? »

« You already know the answer. »

Jungkook let out a small laugh. Still laying on his back, he observed the teacher's attitude. His fingers tapped on the mattress, the young man was letting himself be carried away by the melodies in the background.

« That's not wrong. » Jungkook was smiling.

Because the hazel haired didn't want to discussion topic to drag on, he walked away to go change once again. This little circus went on for another hour, Taehyung had literally tried everything. Absolutely all the clothes. Pants, sweaters, shirts and coats. Only the underwear escaped this. Because Taehyung was too shy to show himself in only an underwear in front of Jungkook. This could seem ludicrous but the teacher didn't dare. The positive point was that everything fit him. Except from a shirt a bit too big, all the clothes fit him well. And that, was perfect to Taehyung. After changing back in a simple, usual outfit, Jungkook proposed to the teacher to discover the books and the kitchen's utensils.

« Can you bring them here ? I'm too lazy to move. » The black haired mumbled.

« I'll be right back. » Taehyung sighed.

As Jungkook stayed spread on his bed, listening to his rather chill korean rap, the literature teacher went to grab the two bags left from the day before. Once he got them, he walked back in the assassin's room. Just like Jungkook was on his large bed, Taehyung joined him on it. The two bags were put not far from them both, the two men were quite close without noticing it.

« Where do I start ? »

« Kitchen ? » Jungkook proposed.

« Ok. »

Taehyung's big and long hands grabbed the bag in which was the kitchen stuff. He put the bag in front of his crossed legs, but Taehyung felt the younger's gaze on him. Curiously, his hands went to grab the first things his eyes saw. It was all the small molds Jungkook had bought. He got them out of the bag, along with other things that Taehyung didn't ask for. It was at this moment that he understood that Jungkook had bought more things himself. it was simply, and really, sweet. There was no other words to describe his actions. Taehyung had to admit, those little attentions were touching him.

« Jk... Really ? » His hoarse voice whispered.

« What ? » The black haired muttered.

« You added more things and- »

Jungkook cut him by laughing softly. Taehyung was looking at him, he did the same. The hazel haired's orbs focused in the younger's ones, only the music was heard in the room.

« Keep checking if what I have bought is good. »

Taehyung still wanted to ask him why he bought more things than asked, but Jungkook stopped him with a nod of the head. So the hazel haired continued his discovery under the black haired's gentle gaze. The teacher then found the metal whip, the silicon spatula and the wooden roll that he had asked for. In addition to that were the small molds for the cakes, big plates, other utensils just as nice, without forgetting the paron and the gloves that Jungkook thought was interesting to offer him. Amazed by all the stuff, Taehyung couldn't hold back his smile.

« That's really nice from you, thank you so much for everything you bought. His hoarse tone thanked the black haired. I'll cook well for you. » Taehyung joked.

Jungkook who was still laying down, let his eyes wander on the university teacher's beautiful face. A small smile took place on his thin lips.

« Don't feel like you owe me something. It was coming from the heart. » The younger muttered.

« Yes, I'll cook even more well. » A laugh accompagnied his words.

His stubbornness was amusing to Jungkook. His hands continued to tap on the blanket following the rythm of the music coming from the speaker.

« You already cook perfectly well. I don't see how you could do better. »

The hazel haired chuckled hearing the younger's compliment. He looked down, a smile on his face as his hands played together.

« First of all, that's false, I don't cook perfectly well, there's always someone better than me. Then, you should know that we can always improve in life. Even if we already master something, progress is always accessible. »

Jungkook was really attentive to what Taehyung was saying. He bent his left leg while the other leg was still stretched. Hands on his abdomen, the black haired was listening to Taehyung. After five long seconds of silence, his mouth finally opened to speak.

« Your cooking is the best I've ever had in my whole life. Jungkook whispered. So hush, you cook really well. At the end, he let out a light laugh. And... Maybe. Maybe we can progress but, sometimes we just can't. His voice was becoming dull. Sometimes we stay stuck, unable to reach the new level of difficulty. »

The killer's first words were pleasing Taehyung. He even felt his heart flutter. As if Jungkook's words had power over his ownself. While he was listening to the younger's words, he carefully put back the things he grabbed out from the empty bag in front of him. He liked Jungkook's voice, it was soothing, soft but his tone was quite deep making it really charming. Listening to Jungkook talk, was pleasant.

« Thank you... For complimenting me. He said first. Then, it's true that making progress can be complicated, maybe even be unattainable. But in that case, it's quite sad. The idea is to never lose hope in the progress. Even if it takes time, we always say that work ends up paying off now or later. Right ? »

Taehyung had retorted, his eyes were now on Jungkook.

« I hope so. The black haired muttered. I do hope that work ends up paying off. »

After that, Taehyung had wanted to lay down next to Jungkook. Only he still needed to see the books the black haired had bought him. The last bag which was on the floor next to the bed. At the same time the hazel haired moved to grab it, he also put down the kitchen utensils' bag.

« So, let's hope I didn't make any mistake for the books. » Jungkook let out, seeing that Taehyung was ready to discover them.

« Don't worry. » The hazel haired smiled.

One by one, Taehyung grabbed the books, and he was really shocked to see there were fifteen books. He had only given the names randomly, without really asking the killer to buy each of them. To be honest, he thought that Jungkook was going to only buy him three or four. But no, it was much more. The editions were all perfect to the hazel haired's eyes. The younger didn't make any mistake, it really was the books the teacher had talked about. Just the fact of having the books in his hands, feeling their covers, Taehyung felt better. Finally he could read. He had missed it. Because even though he had read some newspapers, Taehyung loved literature way too much.  After carefully putting the books back on top of each other, on Jungkook's nightstand, Taehyung came back on the bed.

« I know you're gonna say it's nothing, but I'm telling you again, thank you for everything you bought. » The hazel haired breathed out, getting closer to the younger.

« That's the least I can do. » Jungkook answered.

Peacefully, Taehyung laid down next to Jungkook. A few inches separated them, their hands were brushing together and the two men were staring at the ceiling. Rap music continued to play slowly, Taehyung thought of Jimin. They had the habit of doing this, together. Just lay down, listen to music and laugh. To the teacher's eyes, these moments were really pleasant.

« What do you want for Christmas ? » Jungkook asked, turning his face towards Taehyung.

Pulled out of his thoughts, the hazel also turned to face the black haired. Mutually, their eyes met, the oldest sighed.

« Nothing. Please. I already have enough. »

« Isn't there something else that you'd want ? » He muttered.

« No, really not. » Taehyung whispered.

Jungkook groaned. He didn't look away from Taehyung's gaze, he just thought about what to offer him. And surprisingly, the killer found an idea quite interesting, which could please the teacher.

« I have an idea. » The black haired smiled.

« Jk... » The hazel haired muttered.

« It won't be a materialist gift. But more... Relational. I think you'll like it. »

Intrigued, Taehyung frowned, biting his bottom lip.

« Relational ? »

« You'll see. »

The end of the morning passed quietly, the two men had fallen asleep. Almost glued together, they had fallen asleep, without worrying about anything. Just wanting to pass some good time together.

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Chapter 17 !

What do you think the relational gift is ? 0-0

I'm excited just by reading this again :))

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