Jungkook was sulking. He hated to admit that, because he knew how childish it sounded, but he couldn't deny it. Late in the afternoon, he stood in the small kitchen of his dorm, mindlessly stirring an absurd amount of sugar into his cold coffee. He didn't even typically drink coffee in the afternoons. Unless he was on a date with Taehyung. Which he wasn't right now.

Jungkook dumped another spoonful into his mug.

His mind kept on going back and forth between being absolutely blank, and dwelling on what Taehyung might be doing at this moment. Who knew, maybe after Jungkook had so immaturely and indirectly told his boyfriend to leave him alone, Taehyung would take advantage of this time and spend the rest of the afternoon with Felix. Or doing something else. Or whatever.

Jungkook released a prolonged sigh. Even his thoughts sounded ridiculous to him right now. But somehow, at the same time, he didn't care. Or maybe he did. Maybe he did think he was being immature. A little. But he dismissed that thought, placing it at the very bottom of the pile where he wouldn't have to see it, at least not until he had vented everything on top of it. Such as the fact he was mad at Taehyung. Mad at how enthusiastic Tae was about hanging out with his new friend, jealous about how much fun he already seemed to be having.

And upset.

Perhaps, most of all, Jungkook was just upset. Upset that Tae didn't seem to realize what he was doing at all. How he was making Jungkook feel. Of course Taehyung was allowed to make new friends...with his lively personality, there was no avoiding it. But all Jungkook wanted to know was that Tae still thought of him first.

"Whatever," he muttered to himself, and into his coffee went the sixth spoonful of sugar. He stared at it for a long moment. Down at the still liquid where he could clearly see his reflection. And it just caused a weird feeling in his stomach, because wow, do I look miserable. He groaned and pushed the coffee away from him, all the way towards the back of the counter, and he shut the sugar container and pushed that back, too. "Dramatic." He sighed again. "I'm allowed to be, though. I'm...giving myself that right."

His eyes wandered around the dorm - empty, and oh so boring. Jungkook was extremely bored. But what was he supposed to do? Dance practice? Well, that was an idea, but at the current moment, not such a good one. He was in no mood to dance. Call Tae? Absolutely not. Jungkook was sulking because of Tae. So that wasn't an option. But really, there was nothing else. So reluctantly he reached out and took hold of his coffee mug handle and dragged it back towards him. He looked into the still brown liquid again. And for some odd reason, just then, a thought struck him.

"Was...was this how Tae felt?"

He suddenly recalled that day he had spoken to Moonbin after having ignored him for so long. And how happy and relieved that had made him, and how he had shamelessly and obliviously expressed that happiness and relief to Taehyung. Taehyung, who didn't handle it well at all. Taehyung, who responded by going and getting himself horribly drunk, all because of jealousy and insecurity. Which is exactly what Jungkook was experiencing right now - minus the getting horribly drunk part, of course. It was the same idea. And now it invited guilt into his mind.

Maybe this was stupid. His reaction to all this. If he could just take a different perspective, this was like revenge, except for the fact that it was unintentional and Taehyung was in no way trying to hurt Jungkook.

Great, now I'm mad and conflicted.

"Stupid Taehyung...it's all because I love you so much..."

He lowered himself to sit on the kitchen floor.

"I just...wish he would say something. That's all I'm asking for..."

As if on cue, there was a loud knock at the door - well, it wasn't actually that loud, but the volume of it tripled in Jungkook's already loud mind and caused him to flinch rather harshly. But he didn't get up to answer it right away.

"Jungkook? I've come to turn myself in. I've committed a terrible crime and owe you an apology. Oh, and I brought some of those weird cream-filled cinnamon bite things from KFC you said you like a lot. And-...uhhhhh-"

Jungkook had sprung to his feet the second he registered it was Taehyung's voice. But he only mustered up the courage to open the door following that long pause of Tae's.

"...flowers."

And that's exactly what he was greeted by. A great big bouquet of assorted flowers that was overwhelming even at first glance, and the KFC bag Taehyung carefully held in his other hand, and the apologetic gaze that shot right over the top of the bouquet and into Jungkook's own eyes.

"Tae, what the-"

"Hold on, I wrote a script for this, uhh..." Taehyung passed the KFC bag over to his other hand, then proceeded to feel around in his pockets briefly. "...and I think I left it back at KFC, meaning some random lady or gentleman is going to come across a note and possibly be very touched and/or flattered, but I did not sign it so it's okay, they won't get the wrong idea and come after me. Uh..." He looked down at the flowers for a brief moment, then back at Jungkook. "I hope this...isn't too much. I just wanted to make sure you got the idea. That...well, you know, I'm sorry and stuff. I'm smart enough to admit when I'm dumb. Which I was. I was dumb." He let out a sigh of defeat. "I am a lot. But like, I was especially dumb this time. And maybe insensitive. And ignorant. But that ties in with being dumb. Which I am. A lot. In case I didn't mention. Did I mention I can be dumb? But I also love you. A lot. Guess I should really say that even more than I already do. I love you, Jungkook. I love you the most. And again, I'm sorry. If it makes you happy, I'll promise not to hang out with Felix aga-"

"N-no, Tae, gosh, you don't have to-..."

He couldn't even get a full sentence out right now. He was happy, flustered, and overwhelmed all at the same time, and he just wanted to kiss Taehyung right now, but this stupid bouquet was in the way, so he had to take that out of his boyfriend's hands first. And then, of course, find some place to put them, which at the current time, seeing as in his dorm were no vases, Jungkook had to dig out some random jar and fill it with water. By the time he had finished doing that, he found that Tae was still standing by the doorway, merely having poked his head in to watch him. And he continued to watch, as Jungkook returned to him, arms slightly outstretched. He pulled Tae fully into the dorm, shut the door behind them, and was prepared to kiss him, but Tae beat him to it. Tae initiated the kiss, and for some reason that made all the difference. Now with nothing in his hands to interfere, Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook as he kissed him, slowly but sweetly, and Jungkook could taste the evidence that Tae had stolen at least one or two of the cinnamon bites for himself. But that was okay. It only made this more enjoyable.

And relieving. It was relieving, because somehow Jungkook could sense in the way that Tae kissed him the innocence and sincerity of his words. He pulled away for a moment.

"Kookie-"

"How many of them did you eat?"

A sudden look of guilt dawned on Taehyung's face, replacing the red of his cheeks with a shameful paleness.

"...four."

"Aren't there only, like, six in a box?"

"...I can go buy more."

"I thought you were broke."

"Turns out I still had some money left in my account."

"Don't go to Chuck E Cheese's again, okay?"

"...okay."

He couldn't help but laugh - Jungkook, that is. Taehyung was now pouting, but his boyfriend's amusement soon turned that pout into an equally amused smile. He ran his fingers through Jungkook's hair.

"I mean it, though."

"Hm?"

"If you want me to stop hanging out with Felix, then-"

"Tae, it's fine." Jungkook stifled another laugh, gazing fondly into Taehyung's eyes. "I just want to know that...you know, that I'm first. Prioritized, at least in some way."

"Absolutely." Tae nodded firmly. "Always. You'll always be top priority. Even above chai tea."

"Wow. That's a high pedestal I'm sitting on."

"Yeah, it kinda took a lot outta me to say that, but I'm not taking it back."

"...good."

"......so are sure it's okay-?"

"Tae," Jungkook heaved a sigh," I don't want to sound ridiculous or possessive, okay-?"

"...yeah, but remember that one time you asked if you were possessive and I said if you were it would be kinda hot?"

"...a-are you saying you want me to be possessive?"

"Well, you can just pretend. Like role-play. Here, I'll play the innocent, defenseless damsel who was simply spending time with a friend, and you're the tough, no-mercy leader of a gang who is also my boyfriend and doesn't like the fact that I didn't tell you where I was and what I was doing."

Jungkook tried to hold back his smile, but he just couldn't do it. "Why are you a defenseless damsel?"

"Okay, fine, defenseless man."

"You're not defenseless, though."

"Well, I am now. That's role-play. Now remember, tough, no-mercy gang leader. Action."

Why is my boyfriend the biggest dork ever? "Okay, uh..." In the spur of the moment, Jungkook quickly extended his arm, slamming his hand against the door to the left of Taehyung's head. And he dipped his own head, narrowing his eyes as he stared at Tae with as much intensity as he could manage without breaking character. "I thought I told you to stay away from him. Are we going to have a probl-"

"Okay, that's a little too hot, Jungkook, I'm gonna have to ask you to tone it down."

Somehow still managing to repress his urge to laugh, Jungkook peeled his hand off the door and placed it against the back of Taehyung's head where he firmly - but not too firmly - gripped his hair. Then he pressed their foreheads together and was about to speak when Tae interrupted once again.

"Okay, this isn't going to work. My heart is beating too fast. How about I be the tough, no-mercy gang leader and you be the defenseless man?"

"Gladly."

"What?"

"Nothing. You're such a dork."