[M] Chapter 11 (1/1)

Chapter Song >> The Worst In Me A knock on the door interrupts Jungkook’s internal monologue. Not only Soojung has the nerve to cheat on him, she has also decided that showing it off would be a great idea yet she couldn’t be more wrong. “It’s me,” Jungkook recognizes Taehyung’s voice instantly and he nearly runs to the door to unlock it and let him in. Not even a second later, his arms are tightly wrapped around the man’s neck, his face buried in Taehyung’s neck, “I’m so upset.” He wails, his grip tightening. Taehyung lets out a chuckle before wrapping his arms equally tight around the younger’s waist and pushing him inside the room, proceeding to lock the door behind them. “I hate her.” He hears Jungkook’s muffled voice and he tries so hard to contain the overwhelming feeling of utter ecstasy because yes, yes they have succeeded, their plan has worked perfectly. Any romantic feelings between Jungkook and Soojung have nearly vanished. According to Taemin, Soojung does not even want to spare a look at Jungkook, she despises him, no matter how edgy it might sound. Deep inside, Taehyung feels bad for ruining them completely. They were so in love, their life was perfect yet Taehyung simply had to ruin everything. Yet, he is willing to do that endlessly if that means he gets to have Jungkook by his side. From the moment Jungkook dared to mouth those three words,—them being I love you—, approximately ten years ago, Taehyung knew that the boy meant them. He was Jungkook’s first in everything and damn, he would make sure that he gets to be his last as well. “Shh, you don’t hate her..” Taehyung laughs quietly, shushing the man as he leads them both to Jungkook’s shared bed. Just the thought of the countless times Jungkook has made love to Soojung on that very bed makes him want to vomit, but he makes sure Jungkook can’t tell. Carefully, he helps the frustrated male lay on the bed and follows suit instantly. Jungkook sighs deeply, gaze locked on the ceiling, “You’re right I don’t,” he says and frankly Taehyung feels as if someone is pouring lemon juice on his open wounds, “I just hate her right now.”However, that he can accept. He only needs now, present time to make Jungkook his again. But he is not rushing, the door is locked and Soojung is with Taemin. They have all the time they need. “To be honest—I just need a shower to clear my head a little bit. I don’t want to think about her for a while,” Jungkook confesses and stands up right away, heading for the shower without looking back, “You can go if you want, We’ll talk later.” And the bathroom door slams shut. The man stays still on the bed for a couple minutes, staring at the direction Jungkook had followed previously, “Hell no, I’m not leaving..” he whispers to himself, frowning. He hears the water going off and realizes that’s his cue to enter the bathroom and knock some sense into Jungkook. — His head is a mess. Jungkook feels as if his head is going to explode. There is simply too much information for him to progress and he honestly needs a fucking break. From everything. From Soojung, from his job, from his parents, from his life. He feels tired and utterly disgusted by how twisted the world can be. He needs some privacy that only one person can offer him. And that person is none other than Taehyung. He feels peaceful around Taehyung and all his worries disappear for as long as he is with him. Taehyung’s love for him is unconditional and he is aware of it—he loves it. He needs and he is so willing to give it back, to make sure Taehyung knows Jungkook would throw himself off a cliff for him. Just for him. The water seems to be helping him relax for as long as he is under it and he needs it for a few moments, to clear his mind as he had previously mentioned to Taehyung. He simply stands there, letting the water drench every inch of his bare skin. He almost feels dirty—not physically but emotionally—for cheating at Soojung and getting back with Taehyung behind her back, for getting mad at her when he is definitely at fault too. The water suddenly feels suffocating and his hand flies to the tiles beside him to steady himself. That is until a pair of unmistakably strong arms wraps painfully tight around his waist, keeping him on his feet. “You’re overthinking again, aren’t you?” Taehyung whispers by his ear and he jolts up in surprise. “What the—” he curses under his breath, his heart rate picking up, “When did you get in here?” he asks, trying to turn his torso so he can look at the older male. Taehyung shrugs, “A couple of minutes ago.” “Really?” his mouth falls open and this time he manages to look at Taehyung, loving how a smile spreads across his lips right away. “No, I just got here, calm down, baby..” the blond kisses the top of his head softly and Jungkook returns to his initial position, staring at the wall across him emotionlessly. Baby—how awfully relaxing. “Are you feeling any better?” Taehyung inquires silently, his lips coming in contact with the skin of Jungkook’s neck, trailing butterfly kisses along the side. The younger finds it hard to form any words at that moment, feeling a bit too relaxed in Taehyung’s arms, “Not really..” he chokes out, his voice almost disappearing in the sound of the shower spilling water on top of them both. He can feel Taehyung behind him. He can feel him and he knows the other is naked as well. “Oh..” Taehyung breathes out against his damp skin, “I was wondering whether I could make you feel any better..” he continues, his hands expertly moving downwards in the front of Jungkook’s body to slowly start caressing the younger’s member. Jungkook is quick to respond, chocking out a throaty moan as his hand flies up to Taehyung’s nape, “Oh God, Taehyung..” he sighs, “Please..” And Taehyung practically snaps, having heard all that he needed to hear, pushing Jungkook against the foggy door of the shower stall, his body immediately colliding with the brunet’s. He smashes his lips on top of the younger’s, engaging them in a toe-curling kiss that soon has them both out of breath. “Do you want me to make you feel good, baby?” he whispers against Jungkook’s lips, hands roaming on the other’s body, “Do you want me to make you forget about them?” he goes on with the mild dirty talk, knowing the barriers in Jungkook’s preferences. A simple nod from Jungkook is all it takes for Taehyung to set himself on auto-pilot to make him feel good. His own pleasure comes from reliving the impact he has on the younger over and over again, a thing he can definitely feel against his palm as the other hardens on him, because of him. “B-but—” He stops right away upon hearing the discomfort in Jungkook’s voice. “I want you to hurry,” there are no words to describe the relief Taehyung feels, “Don’t you dare fucking tease me, just do it.”  He instructs and frankly Taehyung feels utterly turned on by Jungkook’s bossy behavior, he has always had. He swallows a laugh and goes on. His hand rubs carefully the younger’s member, spreading the body fluids across the length despite knowing that the water will wash them off in a matter of seconds. They kiss again and again this time it seems like Jungkook is the one who cannot and will not pull away for air, wanting to feel Taehyung a whole awful much. “Taehyung come on..” Jungkook whines, already feeling impatient, “Just do it, I told you..” he urges, holding in a yelp of surprise as Taehyung lifts him up and holds him against the glass door. “Be patient.” He breathes out heavily now on the skin of Jungkook’s collarbones. His hands gripping on his buttocks, his teeth sinking into his skin. Jungkook lets his head rest against the door, enjoying every bit of Taehyung’s affection, “You know the bad thing about showers is that we don’t have any lube.” He chuckles, failing to notice the frown of Jungkook’s face. “Baby,” the younger calls, his hands cupping his lover’s face, “Babe, listen to me. I told you I’m good, just do it. We don’t need any lube or anything.” He smiles faintly before leaning in to press a chaste kiss on Taehyung’s lips. “You’re telling me you don’t want to be prepped?” Taehyung asks in slight disbelief, earning a confident nod by the younger and h