Something snaps inside Jungkook, rage surges through him. "What the fuck are you doing?!" he snarls and grabs Jun's arm- yanking him so hard that his colleague slams against the other locker with a hiss.

Taehyung turns his head, eyes Jungkook. He looks startled And lowers his head- covers his body with his arms.

Jungkook averts his gaze and glares at Jun. He slams his fist against the locker, right next to his face. "I asked, what the fuck are you doing here? He has a boyfriend!"

"I know. But it's not you, right?" Jun chuckles. He seems not intimidated by Jungkook at all. "So- why are you making such a fuss, hmm?"

"I swear to God- fuck off before I will start slamming your head against the locker! And if I see you near him again, you are-"

"Dude, seriously, we were just talking tp each other. What the fuck is your problem?" Jun steps away. He glances at Taehyung. "Everyone is so fucking uptight in this company."

"Maybe you should quit then, fucker!" Jungkook hisses. "Fuck off now!"

"Kiss my ass," Jun snaps, but turns around and walks away.

Jungkook is still fuming, but he is proud of himself that he hasn't lashed out at Jun and didn't beat him up. He takes a deep breath and faces Taehyung, who is still staring at the ground. Jungkook lowers his eyes as well. He's normally disgusted by other people's feet, but Taehyung's are somehow cute. There's nothing ugly about him as it seems. "Hey, are you okay-"

"What are you doing here? Where is your boyfriend?" Taehyung asks, surprising Jungkook with that question.

"What boyfriend?"

"The guy you came here with." Taehyung raises his head and locks eyes with Jungkook- his expression is emotionless. "Your significant other?"

"Oh- Yugyeom?" Jungkook chuckles lowly, tries hard to keep his eyes from wandering to Taehyung's chest and his splendid curves. "He is not my boyfriend."

"But-" Taehyung furrows his forehead in thoughts. "Why would you introduce him as your significant other then?"

"I asked a friend to come along because I don't want to be alone in this shitplace." Jungkook steps closer. "Why? Are you jealous?"

"No!"

Jungkook hums. There's not a lot of space between the lockers, so they have ended up standing close in front of each other. "Are we not going to talk about the fact that this fucker Jun has tried to-"

"No, I don't want to talk about it. I am okay."

"Okay." Jungkook nods. "But where is your boyfriend? Why is he not here? Why is he not looking out for you?"

"I can look out for myself," Taehyung says stubbornly and drops his eyes to Jungkook's chest. He blushes and looks away.

"Do you like what you see?"

"Shut up," Taehyung mumbles and looks up at Jungkook again. "Why are you-"

"Tell me what Jun did to you."

"I said I don't want to talk about-"

Jungkook reaches out and places his hand on Taehyung's hip- touches him at the same spot where Jun has been touching Taehyung only a moment ago.

"What are you-"

"I saw him touching you here," Jungkook whispers, his thumb rubbing circles on Taehyung's hip bone- fingers slip into the waistband of his trunks.

Taehyung lets out a shaky breath. "Jungkook, you-"

"What else did he do? Did he touch you somewhere else?"

Taehyung shakes his head mutely.

Jungkook places his other hand on Taehyung's waist and pulls him closer, savoring the warmth of his skin under his palm. "If I am not allowed to touch you because of your fucked up boyfriend- who, by the way, doesn't give a shit about the fact that you have already gone missing for half an hour, then that asshole Jun definitively is also not allowed to touch you."

Taehyung shivers against Jungkook's touch. He holds his gaze, suddenly fluttering his lashes at him in a teasing way. "Are you- are you getting hard?" he asks straightforward, causes Jungkook to hiss.

"The audacity to ask me that," Jungkook whispers and moves his hands to Taehyung's face, cradling his cheeks. "I am already half hard since I saw you in these sinful, yellow swimming trunks."

Taehyung blushes prettily, but doesn't avert his eyes. "We will not fuck."

"Why are you still here then?" Jungkook presses into Taehyung. He feels a flame of desire rushing through him at his bare chest on his. It's making him crazy.

"I like looking at you."

"You can't say something like that!" Jungkook hisses in a whisper and lowers his head, places his lips on Taehyung's shoulder. "You smell of chlorine- and vanilla. I want to eat you."

"Jungkook," Taehyung breathes when Jungkook licks a stripe of skin on his neck.

"It's so frustrating. I can't even fuck someone else anymore because you are all I keep thinking about. You are all I want."

Taehyung's breath hitches audibly. He cups Jungkook's face and pulls his head up. He gently brushes his thumb under Jungkook's lips. "This mole here-"

"What about my mole?" Jungkook asks in a whisper and moves his hands to Taehyung's back, running his fingers down to his butt.

"It's pretty. And it is a very unique place for a mole."

"Is that so?" Jungkook smiles and cups Taehyung's butt, giving it a squeeze. "You should kiss my mole then- if it's so unique."

Taehyung bites his bottom lip and locks eyes with him. Jungkook can see the same desire in his eyes that he is feeling himself right now. "I-I am with Minho. You know that we shouldn't-"

"Way to ruin the mood."

"You only want to fuck me. You are attracted to my body, to my face. But, but I come with a burden. You don't want that. So-"

"First, don't tell me what I want. Second- everyone comes with a burden," Jungkook says and moves his hands to Taehyung's waist, keeping him close.

"But my burden is heavy."

Jungkook rests his forehead against Taehyung's, watches how he closes his eyes. "I know that something has happened in your past and that you need-"

"Don't." Taehyung opens his eyes and presses his hands against Jungkook's chest, pushing him away. "Don't start with this."

"Don't start with what?"

"Don't blur the lines. Don't try to understand me. Don't ask personal questions, please."

"Don't you think that the lines are already blurred?" Jungkook runs a hand through his hair. He sighs. "I don't think it's healthy- whatever we are doing right now. It's dumb. We don't fuck- but we made out more than once already and-"

"Some people would say kissing is cheating," Taehyung mumbles and closes the distance again, making Jungkook lose his mind.

"Why are you doing it then?"

"I don't know." Taehyung reaches out and trails his fingers down Jungkook's abs, stopping at his waistband. "You are making me feel."

Jungkook grabs Taehyung's hand and moves it to his chest, where he can feel his racing heartbeat. "How do you call this?"

"You always make my heart go crazy, too," Taehyung whispers with a pout, looking adorable.

Jungkook groans and pushes his hand away. He wraps his arm around Taehyung's waist, pulling him flush against his chest. "Can I kiss you?"

Taehyung rolls his eyes, but smiles. "Since when do you ask?"

"I don't know." Jungkook runs his eyes across Taehyung's pretty features. "You seem more reserved today. I don't want to force you to do something you don't want-"

"No." Taehyung shakes his head, his expression turning serious. "As wrong as this is, you have never forced me to do something. Everything we did- I wanted it, too."

Jungkook's heart warms at Taehyung's words. He leans in. "Then- do you want to kiss me right now?"

"I have a boyfriend- I should say no." Taehyung licks his lips. "But fuck- yes, I always want to kiss you."

Jungkook drops his hands to Taehyung's butt for another squeeze.

"That's not kissing," Taehyung hisses against his lips, resisting the urge to moan.

"Why are you wearing these short trunks. Isn't that too much? Do you want me to lose my mind for good?"

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