Smut x Fluff {4}

Summary:
I don't know what this was supposed to be. I wrote it some nights ago, and I think it was supposed to go from angst to fluff, but I can't remember the idea I had about it, so, here's what came out. You guys can imagine what could've happened in the past if you'd like :)) I'd love to hear your ideas!!

Have fun reading and I recommend you listen to the song I have on top while you read this. It was the song that gave me the idea about this, so yeah :))

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"Jimin."

"Yes?"

"You know how I've been coming over to your world every full moon?"

Jimin smiles. "Yes."

Taehyung starts fidgeting. "Well, um, would you, uh... how do I-"

"You want me to come over to your world when the next full moon arrives?" Jimin asks, a slightly teasing tone in his voice.

Taehyung's eyes go impossibly wide. "How did you- How did you know what I was going to ask?"

Jimin laughs, delighted. "You're too gullible, my love. I only had to make a guess based on the way you spoke to me today, and it was true in the end."

Taehyung blushes. "Oh."

Jimin gets up, walks in front of him and takes his right hand into his. "Don't worry, love. If what you want is me coming over to your world for the next full moon, then I can absolutely arrange that."

Taehyung smiles, wide and boxy and bashful; and it makes Jimin know that it's definitely worth it.

"What time are you leaving today, Taehyungie?" Jimin caresses the strands of hair that have started growing over on Taehyung's nape. His heart sighs at the feeling.

"In about seven hours, my prince."

Jimin bites his lip, pulls Taehyung closer by his collar, can feel his breath on his lips. It smells like strawberries.

"Then, we shall better make use of the little time we have left on our hands. What do you think, darling?" Jimin slides his right hand on Taehyung's chest —the other one remaining on his nape—, feels his heart beating erratically just like his.

Taehyung gulps, his arms traveling around Jimin's waist and finally resting on his hips. "What do you have in mind, my prince?"

Jimin closes the distance between their faces, steals a kiss so quick it was almost nothing from Taehyung. "Make love to me, my love."

Taehyung exhales harshly through his nose, can already feel himself burning at the thought of Jimin becoming his once again. "Your wish is my command, my prince."

Taehyung smirks, Jimin giggles; and they fall onto blue loyal bedsheets, marking them red.

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Taehyung walks out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his hips and another one hanging around his neck, which he uses to dry his hair. He steps inside the bedroom, only to be left with utter shock.

"What is..."

"I'm ready, Taehyungie! Are you done with your shower?" Jimin says excitedly, walking over to where his lover is standing.

Taehyung slowly takes the towel on his neck off, takes in his surroundings which are filled with large, old but priceless suitcases. He notes that they're blue, and nods at Jimin. "Yeah..."

"Was it good?"

"Yeah..."

"Mmh." Jimin trails his nose on Taehyung's neck, stops at his collarbone, gives it a tiny lick and then bites on it gently. The betrayal Taehyung feels, when a very particular part of his body twitches again in interest under his towel, is understandable.

"Jimin-ah."

"Mmh?"

"What are you doing?"

Jimin moans in response, starting to grind on Taehyung's thigh. "You smell so so good, but..."

Taehyung quirks an eyebrow, very much amused. "But?"

"You don't smell like me anymore. And you should do something to fix that, you know." Jimin pouts, haziness fully evident in his eyes.

Taehyung groans, thinks he's dead meat. "Why would you let me get into the shower if you were to get horny again?"

"I'm not horny!" Jimin pouts harder, crossing his arms below his chest.

Taehyung stares at him.

"Alright, yes, I may be horny. But I'm not horny all the time! It's just that you're always so alluring and infatuating and my brain cannot accept it!"

Taehyung bursts out laughing wholeheartedly. He laughs so hard that tears prickle at the corners of his eyes.

Definitely dead meat.

Jimin huffs, faking annoyance even while Taehyung's laughter pulls at his heartstrings only to let them go and have them clash back together vibrantly. Taehyung's laughter quiets down, becomes a fond smile as Jimin looks up at him with eyes full of love.

"You know, you don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person you cannot live without. And that is you for me, Jiminie. I chose to do this with my whole being the moment I saw you and I have no regrets, nor will I ever, darling."

"There's nothing more precious to me than your love. You love in such a pure way. Your love is like two grant arms wanting to hug me tight into a world unknown, where safety and warmth lie ahead, surely. It's so easy for someone to love you, Taehyungie." His breath hitches, and he bites his lip unconsciously. "You laid your fingertips on my body, caressed me gently as if I was the world's most precious presence and I was gone; destroyed for anybody else."

Jimin wraps his arms around Taehyung's neck, pulling him close, whispering words only they can hear.

Taehyung then makes a promise inside their own private bubble, "I promise to keep your heart safe in my hands, to cherish it and adore it for as long as we both shall live, my darling." placing his hand on top of Jimin's chest, right where his beautiful heart lays underneath, beating just for him.

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When Jimin's father passed away, Jimin was crowned as the new king, and his husband Taehyung followed in his footsteps, joining him at the thrown. They were the most beloved rulers of their time. They died together because of old age in their sleep. Legend even has it that when the royal doctors were trying to find the cause of their deaths, they discovered that their hearts had also stopped beating at the same time.

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-vmindrunk

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