▃ 1962, July 20th, 10:33 AM

! SMUT WARNING !

"Bunny..." Taehyung's voice rang through Jungkook's ears, his hands sliding down his waist and to his thighs, squeezing them tightly. His lips ghosted over Jungkook's ear, tongue darting out and licking a wet strip down his neck.

Jungkook moaned, arching his back slightly as he bit his lip, eyes hooded as he stared at the biker. Taehyung's hair was pushed back by a red bandana, clothes discarded, toned body on display.

Jungkook was the same, his clothes were thrown somewhere on the floor, muscular yet thin frame exposed for the older to see.

"You're gorgeous, bunny." Taehyung whispered, trailing his lips from his neck down to his chest, playfully swirling his tongue around his nipple.

Jungkook gasped, grunting and threading his hand into Taehyung's hair, tugging on it roughly.

The older hissed, smirking and flicking his tongue over his hard and pink bud.

"Relax, babe. You're so needy." Taehyung chuckled darkly, his deep voice echoing through Jungkook's mind.

The surfer watched as Taehyung made his way even further down, his tongue flicking out and teasing his sensitive skin.

He wrapped a large hand around the base of Jungkook's cock, pumping it softly before wrapping his full lips around the tip.

The younger moaned even more, watching his actions. "T-Tae, please." He begged, desperation in his voice.

"Of course, bunny."

Jungkook gasped, sitting up abruptly, eyes wide as he looked around. His body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, hands shaking.

"What the hell?!" He said aloud, feeling the stickiness in his boxers. He lifted up the sheets, grimacing when he saw his soiled boxers and a prominent bulge underneath the fabric.

Did he just... have a wet dream? About Taehyung?!

"What the fuck!!" He shrieked aloud.

Suddenly there was a knock on his front door. "Yah, Jungkookie, open up!!" Yugyeom shouted.

"O-One second!!" He shouted, getting up and quickly running into his bathroom, turning on the shower head and making sure the water was cold. He jumped inside, shivering and groaning as the icy water hit his skin.

Luckily his boner went down, washing himself quickly and hopping out. He changed into some new boxers, a pair of white shorts and a navy blue top. He put on some sandals and went to the door, opening it up.

Yugyeom, Jimin, and Jinyoung were standing there with their surfboards.

"Geez, Ggukie. It's 10:30, we were supposed to be down at the beach thirty minutes ago." Jinyoung said.

"Shit, I'm so sorry, I-I couldn't sleep last night." Jungkook said, completely forgetting that they had a surf tournament that morning.

"It's fine, get your board and let's go!" Yugyeom said.

Jungkook nodded, grabbing his swim shorts off the hook that hung near the door and his board, leaving his house and locking the door before running with them toward their designated surf spot.

Jimin stayed behind with Jungkook as the other two ran ahead. "You okay, Ggukie? You seem a bit out of it." He said, looking over at the younger.

Jimin was an intriguing character, he was one of the more well known surfers amongst the group, always had a cute smile on his face, and was known for his baby-like features.

The others always teased him for his squishy cheeks but he didn't mind because he liked the attention.

Jimin was always laughing and falling over, but was also very organised and talented when he needed to be.

Everyone loved him. One look at his smile and you automatically wanted to get to know him.

"Yeah I'm fine, just... a rough night." He responded, forcing out a smile.

"Okay, just making sure. If you need anything though, feel free to talk to me!! I'll always be here to listen." He smiled.

Jungkook couldn't help but to smile as well, genuinely this time. Jimin was always able to lift someone's mood in the blink of an eye.

"Thanks, Jimin." Jungkook said.

The older nodded with a grin, ruffling Jungkook's hair.

They left it at that, walking through the sand as the wind whipped at their clothes.

They arrived at their designated surfing spot, which was right near Kim's Diner. Surfers were crowding the area by the beach, even some bikers stood outside to watch from afar.

When Jungkook spotted a certain long haired biker, he quickly looked down, his intense gaze practically burning into the sand.

Why is he here??

Jungkook found a place to set up, laying down his towel and sticking his board into the sand. Luckily it wasn't his turn to surf yet, his round was near the end.

He watched the surfers out in the water currently, seeing them paddle out and find a wave, clapping from time to time when they did a nice trick.

Jungkook was standing in the far back, near the lifeguard post.

Suddenly there was a tap on his shoulder, he looked over and gasped when he saw Taehyung.

"W-What are you doing here??" Jungkook asked shakily, cheeks aflame as he looked away, trying not to think about his dream.

"I wanted to check up on you... you seemed pretty off last night." Taehyung said, crossing his arms and leaning against the wooden lifeguard post.

"I'm fine." Jungkook muttered, refusing to look at him.

Taehyung studied him for a moment through his aviator sunglasses, before sighing and taking them off, hooking them on the collar of his shirt.

"You sure? You looked pretty shaken up when we left." Taehyung said.

Jungkook gritted his teeth before looking over at Taehyung, glaring at him.

"No shit. You were grinding on me and... a-and touching me. You're a man." Jungkook hissed quietly.

"You were too, Jungkook. You have to remember that I wasn't the only one dancing. You were smiling, having fun. Don't blame me for your own doings." Taehyung shrugged.

Jungkook's ears tinged a bright red as he scoffed and looked away.

"I-I wasn't having fun. I was drunk. What we did was disgusting." He said, hatred dripping off his words.

Taehyung frowned, scoffing and shaking his head. "Jungkook, drunk or not, you still did what you did. You can't blame the alcohol." He said.

"Shut up! Just... just leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you." He said.

Taehyung sighed, staring at him for a moment before putting his sunglasses back on. "Fine. Good luck with the tournament." He muttered, turning and walking back up to his bike.

Jungkook watched him retreat, frowning and feeling a dull ache in his heart. He didn't mean to be rude... but at the same time, he couldn't bear seeing Taehyung after what happened. He was too ashamed.

Taehyung watched as Jungkook got into the water to surf. He was hurt by what Jungkook said, he thought that the boy really enjoyed their time together last night. Yet Jungkook seemed persistent on not wanting anything to do with him.

Maybe I'm pushing him too hard... yet one minute he's all over me and the next he's repulsed. It's not like I'd ever do anything or force myself on him, so why is he so upset?

"What are you thinking about?" Yoongi's voice resonates from beside him, forcing him out of his thoughts.

"Just... stuff." He muttered, glancing over at Yoongi.

The older hummed and leaned against Taehyung, resting his head on his shoulder.

Taehyung hooked an arm around his waist, still looking out at the ocean, observing Jungkook as he caught a wave and successfully rode it.

"What kind of stuff?" Yoongi questioned, peeking up at him.

Taehyung shrugged, trying to distract himself from his thoughts.

"Stuff like... Jungkook?"

The younger tensed at the question, causing Yoongi to hum in realisation.

"What's going on with him? You've seemed to have grown pretty attached to the little surfer boy." Yoongi muttered.

"I'm not attached to him. He's a new friend. But he also... confuses me. Like, sometimes he's nice and we hang out and have fun, but suddenly it's like something switches in his head and then he gets disgusted by me and wants to leave." He muttered.

Yoongi looked at him, a bit confused. "I don't understand... care to elaborate?" He asked.

Taehyung sighed, clearing his throat and speaking again. "We went clubbing last night, and we were dancing together. He looked so happy and had the most carefree smile on his face, like he was having a lot of fun, but then he ran out and looked like he had just seen a ghost. I took him home and just a few minutes ago he told me to leave him alone." He sighed.

"Hm... sounds like he has some internalised homophobia." Yoongi said.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "No, that's not it. He's not gay."

"Are you sure?" Yoongi asked.

Taehyung looked down at him, eyebrows furrowed. He stayed silent, swallowing before looking away.

"I don't know. Whatever it is, I just want to help him get over it." He muttered.

"Do you like him?" Yoongi asked softly.

Taehyung shook his head. "No." He replied easily.

In all honesty, Taehyung didn't know how he felt about Jungkook. But he did know how he felt about Yoongi. It was something he had never told anyone before. Their odd little relationship they had, comforting each other in ways most friends won't, had developed into Taehyung catching real feelings.

He knew Yoongi didn't feel the same, so he decided to just enjoy their friends-with-benefits-ish relationship.

"Can you come over tonight?" Taehyung asked him, looking down at him again.

Yoongi looked at him knowingly, nodding. "Sure. What time?" He asked, rubbing his arm lightly.

"Doesn't matter. I'll be in the shop all afternoon." Taehyung replied.

Yoongi nodded, letting go of him. "Okay. Are you going to stay here and watch for a bit?" He asked.

Taehyung nodded. "I'll see you later." He smiled.

Yoongi hummed, kissing his cheek briefly and waving as he got on his motorcycle and left.

Taehyung looked away only to make eye contact with Namjoon, seeing his glare.

He rolled his eyes and watched Jungkook again, smiling softly when he saw how he aced all of his moves. He didn't know much about surfing, but he could tell Jungkook was very elegant and moved with the waves. He had amazing balance, and he always looked like he was having a blast while surfing.

He came running back to shore with his board tucked underneath his arm, shaking his hair and pushing it back with his hand, exposing his forehead. Water dripped down his toned chest, trickling over his abs.

His friends clapped him on the back and congratulated him, complimenting him of his performance.

Taehyung waited for Jungkook to walk back to his towel, standing a couple of yards away. "You did good!" He called out.

Jungkook looked up at him, patting his bare chest dry. He looked away immediately and ignored him, pulling on his shirt again and drying his hair.

The biker sighed, turning away and getting on his bike. He decided he would just stop trying with Jungkook.

It was now nighttime, Jungkook was sitting in the diner with his friends, celebrating his big win. He had won his set in the tournament, beating the other qualifiers that were in the same ranking as him.

Yugyeom had bought him a rootbeer float to celebrate. Namjoon had also won his division, so the surfers were crowded around him and congratulating him too.

Jungkook glanced around the diner, seeing most of the bikers there, but not seeing Taehyung. He furrowed his eyebrows, curious as to where he was.

He then shook his head, trying to rid of his thoughts about Taehyung. Why is he wondering where he's at? He shouldn't care.

After awhile of listening to his friends talk, he decided he would go home. Yet his curiosity got the best of him as he went over to Lisa. "Hey... do you know where Taehyung is?" He asked curiously.

"Oh hey, bunny boy! Yeah, he's at home." She said, grinning up at him.

"Thanks." Jungkook said, blushing sheepishly and turning to leave.

"Jungkook!" A voice called.

He turned and saw Jin waving him over from the kitchen window.

Jungkook walked over, leaning against it. "What's up Jin hyung?" He asked.

"Take these raw steaks home with you, they're a present from me to you for winning that tournament today!" He smiled.

"Thank you so much hyung, I appreciate it!" He smiled, taking the wrapped up steaks and waving before leaving the diner.

He set the steaks in his bicycle basket and hopped on, pedalling onto the street and heading toward Taehyung's house.

He didn't know why he was going there, but his mind and his body was leading the way for him.

Maybe he wanted to apologise. For blowing up on him and leaving in such a hurry the other night.

Maybe he wanted to wish him goodnight.

Maybe he just wanted to see his face.

Jungkook's cheeks flushed bright red at the thought, shaking his head.

Once he arrived at Taehyung's car shop, he parked his bike outside and walked up the steps to his home door. He could see the lights were on through the blinds, gently knocking on the door but it slowly swung open from the pressure.

His eyes widened when he saw Taehyung pinning Yoongi to the couch, both of them naked, Taehyung thrusting into the older.

"Shit, Tae." Yoongi breathed out when he saw Jungkook in the corner of his eye, pushing the former off of him and covering up with a blanket.

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before looking over, eyes widening as he spotted the surfer just standing in the doorway, frozen like a deer in headlights.

Taehyung mentally cursed at himself, quickly pulling on his boxers. "Jungkook, I-I'm sorry you saw that, what are you doing here?" He asked, stumbling around as he tried to pull on his pants.

Jungkook gulped, blinking a few times. "I-I'm just gonna go, sorry." He murmured.

"No! Wait." Taehyung said, going up to the door and looking at him.

"No, it's fine, Taehyung. Sorry for bothering you, it's late. You can get back to... what you were doing." He mumbled, looking away from the older and turning around, heading down the steps and back to his bike.

"Shit." Taehyung cursed, watching the surfer pedal away.

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hi! hope you enjoyed the new update! what do y'all think about taehyung's crush on yoongi? ;)

- nat ♡