He tasted like mint.

Taehyung tasted like mint.

And Jungkook loved it.

It was last night his first kiss was claimed by the older male, at Jimin's halloween party. And it was unintentional, too.

Jungkook was dressed in a big baby blue sweater that had the characters of we bare bears that night, and he wore his ripped skinny jeans with fishnet stockings under. He had a black choker on, and whatever stuff Jin drew on his face that time.

Looking at his outfit then, Jimin snickered, saying something about Jungkook begging for people to know he was a virgin.

Anyway, the party was as the boy had expected. It was full of people, sweaty teenagers, to be specific, drinking and dancing like their lives depended on it.

He remembered being left alone, despite Jimin promising him he'd stay by his side. And he was annoyed for that. But he wasn't isolated for long, before he feels a presence behind him, breathing on his neck.

He froze, his fingers clutching his sweater even tighter, panicking. It could be any drunken pervert ready to steal his virginity without his permission, or an insane teen who wanted to take his life. You never knew which at a party.

But he had eased when the man spoke up, his familiar raspy voice sending shivers down his spine.

"Hi Jungkookie. Why are you alone?" he had asked, breath smelling of beer, not reeking of it, however. And despite the smell, the younger knew he wasn't drunk. Taehyung was never drunk. He was always the person who looked after his friends when they were drunk. Though, it never stopped the male from taking a few sips himself.

Jungkook places his hands on the older's, which were now secured around his petite waist, giggling. "Hi hyungie. Jiminie left me here. M' annoyed." he huffed, and Taehyung chuckles at the cute boy he had safely wrapped his arms around. "That's adorable, pumpkin. Wanna get out of here?"

The younger looked up at the male, eyes swirling with galaxies that, unbeknownst to Taehyung, we're sparkling just for him.

"Y-Yes please."

And that was all it took, for the male grabbed his hand gently, while leading him out the mansion to the parking lot, where the boys then entered his car.

If you're wondering what relationship these two have, I don't know either. They're vague af and I'm just an author trying to make a chapter here ://

I'm just joking.

Kind of.

They were best friends for two years, but that's not the only thing. Jungkook was in an abusive relationship and Taehyung was in a manipulative one. The younger would wear turtle necks and clothing that covered his entire frame, and that would be enough to make his hyung clench his fists. Taehyung, however, would be absent during social gatherings with the boy and his friends, which would make Jungkook extremely jealous and mad.

At the end of the day, they gave eachother the strength to break it all off, and their friends were proud of them for that. Their two exes, as they found out through rumors, found their way to each other, and are in a relationship. They hadn't even felt sorry for them, as they told eachother that they deserved it.

Anyway, now the two were in the line between being friends and being more. They were about to cross the friendzone, but were too afraid to trespass into the dating one. And they were to fucking oblivious to eachother, that it exasperated their hyungs to tears.

Taehyung would occasionally drop pet names for Jungkook, buying him anything he wants (which was usually a plushie or a carrot flavoured cupcake), to always being the first to reply to his messages and always being there for him before any of the others.

Taehyung turned a blind eye just as bad. Jungkook was never one for skinship, that was, until he met the older. He started wearing prettier clothes, and took more effort into his appearance. He wore the large sweaters and skinny jeans he knew Taehyung always preferred on him (because he had reliable sources), and he was always sitting on his lap, silently asking to hold his hand like gently intertwining their fingers, or wrapping his arms around his neck. He also may or may not have started being clingy just for him. But of course, hE DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING NOTICE.

Anyways, back to what happened last night.

The two sat in the car, a comfortable silence taking over as they took in eachother's presence, just enjoying.

It was broken by Jungkook's sudden yawn, and a little whine of "Hyungie m' sleepy."

Taehyung held his hand, his thumb grazing over his knuckles as he pressed a kiss on them. "Then let's go to my house." he whispered, starting the car.

"Y-Your house?"

"Yeah, cupcake. We'll have a sleepover. How 'bout that?"

Jungkook smiles sleepily. "Yay! M' excited!"

Taehyung smiles fondly, tucking a strand of stray hair behind his ear and leaving the parking lot, and home they were headed.

When they got there, Taehyung told the younger to stay in his bed, watching cartoons while the older set up a bubble bath as a surprise, knowing Jungkook loved them so much.

When he was satisfied that the tub was full of bubbles (and a little rubber fish), he called Jungkook over, and he relished in the squealing, happy sight of the boy as he saw what Taehyung had prepared for him.

"Hyungie! You're so sweet!" he says excitedly, wrapping his arms around his neck and placing a kiss on his cheek, causing them both to turn into a blushing mess. Not as much of a mess as Jungkook, though.

After the shower, the boy walked out to the living room in a big maroon sweater and grey sweatpants, and Taehyung silently cooed at how much smaller he looked in his clothes.

He made grabby hands towards the male and Taehyung happily reached out, wrapping his arms around a place he found very familiar, the boy's petite waist, as he situated himself on the older's lap.

"Taehyungie." Jungkook mumbles, placing his hands on the older's chest as he places his head in the crook of his neck. "What's wrong with m-me?" he asks softly, looking at his fingers which were playing with eachother in nervousness. Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean what's wrong with you? There's nothing wrong with you, sugar plum. And you should know that."

But Jungkook took in a shaky breath. "W-Wasn't I a g-good b-boyfriend? W-Why did he b-beat me? D-Did I ever d-do something w-wrong? W-What's w-wrong with me, T-Taehyungie?" he silently cries, his tears falling onto the older's grey shirt, but he could care less. He removes his right arm from his waist and uses it to lift the younger's head gently, cupping his cheek that had tears running through them.

"Baby. You know he was useless. He was a meanie. A big meanie. And he was the one with a problem, and you shouldn't beat yourself up about it. I thought we've gone through this?" he says, rubbing his thumb over his cheeks to remove his tears. Jungkook feebly looks down to avoid eye contact.

"W-We have. M' s-sorry, Taehyungie. B-But...I-I just f-feel that a-after him, n-no one's g-gonna wan me t-to be their b-boyfriend. T-They must think I'm u-useless o-or a b-baby. But M' not! I-I c-can be b-big!...a-and-...and m-mean and..."

He suddenly stops, realizing that he can't really be all those. He then drops his head back unto Taehyung's shoulder, sobbing. "I-I can't, Taehyungie! M' never g-gonna have a b-boyfriend...M' never g-gonna have k-kisses and c-cuddles...not that he ever g-gave me those b-but..."

"Jungkook." Taehyung speaks sternly, and the latter shyly raises his head, sniffing, looking down. "M' sorry, h-hyungie." he says feebly, wiping the spot where he cried. Taehyung stops his hand, taking it in his own, and he pulls the boy lower, so that they were facing eachother at a much closer proximity.

"Jungkook. Kookie. Kooksie pop. My pumpkin. My lil' berry. My sugar plum. My bunny. My Jeon Jungkook. I don't know how to say this, but ever since I saw you in your little yellow sweater and baby blue jeans, your round glasses you wore not because you needed them, but because you wanted to make yourself look pretty for some asshole, ever since you opened up to me and told me about your abusive relationship, ever since you allowed me to kiss your bruises around your arms and your face, ever since you giggled because of my stupid jokes, ever since you called me at two am crying because he beat you up again, ever since you allowed me to help you break up with him," he pauses, looking up at the boy with shiny eyes and his red lip jutting out in a pout. "I fell for you." he says, breathless.

Jungkook's eyes widen slightly, but he continues,

"Ever since you cuddled me to sleep in your place when my ex girlfriend was being a bitch as usual-"

Jungkook places a finger on his lips. "No swearing." he says softly, and Taehyung smiles fondly.

"-when she was being mean to me, you told me how wrong she was. You told me how important I was not only to our friends, but to you too. Ever since you became clingy, hugging me like a koala, or sitting on my lap, napping like a puppy, I fell for you. Ever since you stood up for me to my ex that she was bad, and even getting into a fist fight with her, ever since you cleaned my cuts and wounds after she hurt me the time when I decided to break up with her, I fell for you. I fall for you when you look at me. I fall for you when you smile at me. I fall for you every time you breath, baby. I fell for you and I still am falling. I don't know how, I don't know why, I just did."

Before he continued, he felt a pair of lips on his own, shyly asking for permission. Tae smiles fondly, before moving his lips against Jungkook's. After a while, he pulls away.

He tasted like mint.

"T-Taehyungie...I-I've n-never kissed a-anyone before...I d-don't really know what t-to do." he says shyly, hands engulfed in sweater paws that stayed on the older's chest. Taehyung presses a kiss to his forehead. "It's fine, Koo. I'll teach you." he gently says, hand sliding to the younger male's neck as he guides him back to his lips, saying in a hushed whisper, "Just copy me."

Their lips meet again, and this time, Jungkook moves. He imitates Taehyung, and as the time goes by, he gets more and more confident.

His hands that once were on his chest made their way to Taehyung's neck, pulling him in for more, needing more.

He feels a hand squeeze his ass, eliciting a soft whimper, and the older uses the opportunity to slide his tongue in, glazing it over the boy's cavern.

They pull away after a while, and Jungkook smiles shyly, dropping his red face in the crook of Taehyung's neck.

"You were so good, Koo. Perfect. Such a pretty boy, so amazing." he whispers in his ear, stroking his hair as he traced shapes on his back. Jungkook whines.

"Stop, hyungie." he pouts, snuggling his head deeper. His hands wrap around the older's neck, sighing in comfort.

"You taste like chocolate, Kookie." he chuckles as the younger raises his head from Taehyung's neck, noses nudging eachother. "My lil' choc chip."

He turns red, his bunny smile making an unfamiliar feeling settle in the older's stomach.

"How...h-how was I, Taehyungie?" he says softly, almost in a hushed whisper. The latter places his hand on his cheek, stroking it softly as Jungkook succumbs to the touch. "You were amazing, bun. So amazing. That was the best kiss I've ever had in so long."

The younger blushes more, smile shyly widening as he places his hands on Taehyung's cheek too. "T-Thank you, hyungie. Y-You were a-amazing t-too."

Taehyung raises an eyebrow. "I was, was I?" he smirks, and Jungkook slaps his shoulder. "S-Stop being c-cocky! Y-You probably k-know b-because of a-all the girls y-you h-had affairs with i-in h-highschool."

The older chuckles fondly. "But none of them were as good as you are. They're so...I don't know...gross. they turn everything into something sexual. Their jokes are always dirty. And as soon as they can, they'd strip for a man willing to fuck them. You're different. I take minutes explaining the boys' dirty jokes to you, since you never get them, and you just had your first kiss. You've never had sex before because you want to wait until you find the right person and-...shit I stole your first kiss." he mumbles, and he looks away.

"Shit Koo, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you. You should've waited for the right person and I-...I-I stole it from you. I'm sorry-"

Before he could continue on apologizing, Jungkook places a soft peck to his lips, shutting him up.

"Taehyungie...you didn't steal my first kiss. I let you have it. I gave it to you. Because...b-because...I feel that-"

He shyly looks up from his fiddling fingers.

"...I-I feel that...I have found the right person." he lets out in a gentle voice, delicate lips opening and closing as he poured out his feelings in a hushed, shy tone. Taehyung's eyes widen.

"Y-You...you think I'm the one for you, baby?"

Jungkook shyly nods, and the older takes a deep breath. "B-But...I'm...I have lot to me! You don't know me so well...I don't want you to get yourself involved with someone as undeserving as me...baby..."

"D-Do...do y-you not w-want me?"

Tae's eyes widen. "What? No! Baby, it's not that, I-..."

Jungkook blinks, eyes brimming with tears as he stands up, getting of the older's lap as he quickly walks to the door, slipping on his untied sneakers as he holds back his sobs.

"I-I'm sorry f-for saying a-all that...I s-should've k-known y-you wouldn't w-want me...I'm s-sorry." he wipes his eyes with the sweater sleeve, before running out the house, avoiding the desperate yells and shouts that come from behind him, his instincts telling him to run.

But his laziness to tie his shoelaces came back to bite him in the ass, as his vision blurred with tears, he felt himself trip over his untied laces, feeling exhaustion and pain take over him, and everything went black after that.