"Make yourself at home." Jungkook says to Taehyung who tried his best not to stare at the male's thighs.

Why did this idiot have to walk in front of me damn-

"Taehyung?" The older male turns around, and the brunette goes face first into his hard chest.

"Someone's a little distracted I see?" Jungkook teased, he pinched the smaller boy's cheek, snickering when Taehyung pushed him away.

"Thank-"

"Don't thank me, now shut your cute ass up and let's head to bed." Jungkook pecked the boy's cheek, and reached for his hand, leading him upstairs to his room.

Taehyung gulped, his face feeling a little warm, he had tried not to think about the scenarios that may occur in bed, he was afraid he'd do something... lewd.

"D-Do you have a spare room?"

"No." Jungkook lied through his teeth, he wanted to be by Taehyung's side today, and never leave the constant warmth that was always between them.

Taehyung felt his shoulders sag, but he couldn't help but feel a tinge of excitement.

For what? He didn't know.

Or did he-

Jungkook opened his bedroom door and walked in with the other trailing behind him like a lost puppy, his wide eyes were glued onto his bed, and his stupid cheeks were once again aflame.

The fuck is wrong with me?

He observed the other male walk to his wardrobe and pull out a pair of sweatpants and a large white t-shirt, it seemed like he had around 10 of the same shirt.

"Here." Jungkook shoved the clothes into Taehyung's arms.

"Change into this."

Taehyung opened his mouth to thank him, but Jungkook expected this and placed his finger onto the boy's soft lips.

He inched closer to Taehyung's ear, his lips ghosting over the nape of his neck.

FUCK WHAT THE FUCK-

Those thoughts in his head began to resurface and Taehyung could feel his heart daring to stop right there and then.

"I told you already, no thanking me... yet that is." Jungkook slowly backed away, smirking like the god damn devil.

Taehyung choked on his own saliva, letting out an inhumane noise he practically ran into the bathroom.

He locks the door behind him cringing when he hears Jungkook's laughter.

The male turns the faucet on, scooping up some of the cold water he splashes on his tomato coloured face in an attempt to invigorate his senses.

"Just for tonight Taehyung, endure this, begone thotty hormones!" He whispered to himself determinedly, fist pumping the air.

He changed into the set of clothes he was given, the shirt was way over sized, his collarbones were left for show, but Taehyung was oblivious and way too tired to care.

He wanted- no needed sleep.

The brunette boy inhaled sharply, he unlocked the door of the bathroom and stepped out.

He immediately wanted to retreat and walk back into the bathroom, there, was Jungkook shirtless laying in bed, his eyes fixated on him rather intensely.

Taehyung shook his head.

Begone hormones begONE.

He hesitantly strides towards the bed, pulling the duvet back he slips his small frame into the bed, it slightly dips and Jungkook still doesn't look away.

Taehyung avoids meeting eyes with him, knowing that his eyes will trail to other places too.

"You sleepy?" Jungkook finally speaks, breaking the tension.

The brunette turns him self to the side so he's facing the raven haired boy.

He nods, still not having mustered the courage to form a single word.

Taehyung was glad for the dark setting, his easily flushed cheeks would show.

Jungkook stared at the male, looking at him like he was the most beautiful person alive.

Which he was. No one could compare to him, the ethereality, he belonged in those art frames in a museum, conserved behind glass, his beauty was fragile.

Jungkook shuffled closer to the other, the tips of their noses merely millimetres apart.

"Hi." Taehyung squeaks.

Jungkook chuckles, his adorable set of bunny like teeth sticking out as he did so.

"Hi." His velvety voice responds, Taehyung never knew voices could have such a texture but he this was a pleasant discovery.

This time Taehyung stares, yes, this man was real. Unbelievable.

"You think we'll be okay?" Taehyung questions suddenly, he had forgot all of the consequences, all the pain.

The black haired male's eyes flickered down to the set of pink lips that taunted him. Always.

His hand lifted to cup Taehyung's jaw, pulling him forward, their lips fit together in an instant.

Shivers ran down the back of Taehyung, the kiss was sweet.

A damned bliss.

Jungkook pulled away, his forehead pressing against Taehyung's.

Their eyes locked, panting slightly.

"I love you," He whispered, the other's eyed softened, cheeks reddening almost immediately. Even though there was a lack of light, Jungkook could see the colour vividly.

He chuckled, stroking the rosy cheek with the pad of his thumb.

"That's why we will be okay, Taehyung."

"We have love." Taehyung finished for him, breathlessly.

His heart was pounding wildly.

Jungkook smiled, his eyes crinkling up into crescents.

And for a while, it was nice to be completely obliviously in that feeling known as love.