Jungkook gets up with Taehyung's legs around his waist. He starts walking, carrying him towards his bedroom.

"I haven't finished my tea."

"I don't care."

"You and your muscles- you are seriously such a show off," Taehyung mumbles, though he loves Jungkook's muscles. Loves that he is so strong, carrying him around -as if Taehyung weighs nothing.

"You love my muscles"

"I do," Taehyung mumbles as Jungkook pecks his lips- gently putting him on the bed.

Jungkook hovers over him and gazes into Taehyung's eyes. Something changes in his expression, but then it's gone. He leans in and starts peppering kisses on Taehyung's neck.

"Can you pull your shirt off, please?" Taehyung asks breathlessly, feeling needy.

"Why?" Jungkook leans up and chuckles. "You already saw my bare chest in the water park. Did you like it that much?"

"Shut up." Taehyung blushes and reaches out, grabbing the hem of Jungkook's shirt, tugging at it. "Pull it off," he whines.

"God, why are you so cute? You are ruining the mood. Now I would rather cuddle you the whole night."

"Jungkook, pull your fucking shirt off, right now."

"Okay, sir." Jungkook straightens up and pulls the shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor. "You are so demanding. I love it."

Taehyung reaches out and runs his hands downs Jungkook's abs.

"You have a muscle kink after all, I think."

"Shut up and kiss me."

Jungkook smiles and leans in, capturing Taehyung's lips in a searing kiss.

Taehyung hums and wraps his legs around him. He shivers when Jungkook starts unbuttoning his shirt.

"Now, that you are single- are you still excited and thrilled to sleep with me?" Jungkook asks and smiles at him.

"Can't you tell that I am?"

"I want you so bad," Jungkook hisses and runs his hand over Taehyung's chest.

"I am not holding you back."

Jungkook slips his tongue into Taehyung's mouth, kisses him until he can't breath anymore. Jungkook groans and pushes against him, his erection pressing against Taehyung's thigh.

"Fuck." Ripples of excitement spread through Taehyung as he kisses Jungkook with all the pent-up desire. The latter grinds against him and Taehyung grips Jungkook's waist.

"I- want you. Now." Jungkook reaches down to open Taehyung's pants.

"I like you."

Jungkook stops. He pulls his hand away, his expression turning into something rueful.

"What is it?" Taehyung cupsJungkook's face and looks him in the eyes. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that. It was in the heat of the moment and-"

"No, it's not that- I like you, too." Jungkook stares at Taehyung for a long moment, not saying anything. Then he sighs. "Fuck, I can't do this."

"But you can." Taehyung is confused. He brushes his thumb across Jungkook's cheek. "I can see and feel that you can-"

Jungkook smiles for a second and leans in, peckis Taehyung's lips. "Of course, I can. And I want to. So bad. Fuck, my dick is yelling at me to continue. But- I need to tell you something first."

"What?" Taehyung's heart leaps in his chest. "Here we go. I knew it's too perfect to be real."

Jungkook curses and pulls away. He sits on the bed and grabs Taehyung's arm, pulls him up as well. "I need to tell you something before we will sleep with each other. It would be an asshole move from me if I would tell you afterward."

"Okay." Taehyung takes a deep breath. "Are we going to have sex after you tell me?"

"I doubt that you will still want to do it."

Taehyung grimaces and grabs his shirt, puts it on again. He waits for Jungkook to start talking. But he doesnt. "Okay, you are scaring me. What is it? Are you- engaged, married?"

"What? No."

Taehyung cups Jungkook's face, feeling anxious. "Please, don't tell me you are sick. Dont die on me, I-"

"No, Tae, stop guessing. It's nothing like that."

"Okay, but then it shouldnt be that bad, right?" Jungkook sighs. He seems unhappy, and it makes Taehyung unhappy, too. He is scared to hear something that will end this thing between them before it has even started. "Just say it. I told you about my fucked up past, too. It's okay."

"But the thing I am about to tell you, concerns you, too."

Taehyung opens his mouth and closes it again. He bites his bottom lip, feels nervous. Jungkook takes a deep breath. He looks pale, fidgety. Taehyhung hasn't seen him like that before.

"You know that Minho is my team leader and-"

"Oh my God, I already don't like where this is going."

"We were out for a drink one night. I can't stand Minho's ass. But I still went with him because I wanted to keep the job. This was way before I have met you, okay?"

"Okay."

"We were drunk. I was drunk as fuck. Minho told me about his new boyfriend that night."

Taehyung tenses. He doesn't know where this is going, but he feels like he won't like the rest of the story.

"Minho was wondering why someone like his pretty boyfriend would be with someone like him. I mean- now I know that you have a past and that he helped you, and that you had your reasons. But Minho is an idiot. He thought maybe you are after his money."

Taehyung stays silent and waits for the bomb to drop. His stomach is in knots.

"As I said before- I was drunk as fuck, and so I suggested to test his boyfriend's loyalty."

"What?"

"I-I agreed to test his boyfriend's loyalty- see if he would cheat," Jungkook whispers and runs a hand through his hair.

Taehyung shakes his head. He feels everything at the same time: anger, hurt, helplessness, pain. He pulls away, creates some distance between them because suddenly he feels like he can't breathe.

"Tae-"

"You played me?"

"No- I mean, I didn't know that it was you, and later I-"

"Nothing you said or did was serious. Everything was fake-"

"Wait, no! It was. It was in the beginning, but then-"

"When did you stop? When did you stop testing my loyalty?"

Jungkook curses and shakes his head. "Tae, it doesn't-"

"When, Jungkook?"

"The day you came to visit Minho at his workplace. After lunch."

Taehyung gasps and stumbles out of bed. He holds his belly, feels nauseous.

"Tea, please, let me explain it to-"

"When you picked me up in the rain, at the bus stop- when you kissed me senseless in front of my apartment, defending me at Minho's dinner party- it was all fake?! All those feelings you made me feel were-"

"No, it wasn't fake! As soon as I saw you I wanted to end-"

"But you didn't end it." Taehyung shakes his head and backs away. "I need to get out of here. I feel sick to my stomach."

"Tae." Jungkook jumps out of bed. "Please, let me explain it."

"No," Taehyung snaps and rushes towards the hallway.

"Tae. Please, let me get you home atleast."

"No. I will take a taxi. Don't toch me." Taehyung grabs his coat and throws one last look at Jungkook. "You- I thought you are different, special."

"Tae-"

"Everything you made me feel- was fake. You played me." Taehyung pauses, his heart breaks into milion pieces. "I thought you are my safe place. I thought- I thought that I finally found someone who can accept me as I am and- it was just a big fat lie-"

"It was not! I am trying to tell you that-"

"Don't. I don't want to hear it. I don't want to see you ever again." Taehyung leaves. He doesn't cry. He has cried enough. He is done with this bullshit. He will never open up to someone again.