Taehyung doesn't understand. Since when did Jungkook get close with Jimin? Since when did they start having private conversations? Taehyung can't help but be jealous. He's never been the jealous type, but lately, things haven't been the same.

Taehyung should have taken the blindfold off the first time they kissed-he planned to, but Jungkook pulled him in for seconds, which Taehyung surrendered to. But because of that, Taehyung felt he had to keep the act up. It was no longer fun and games when Jungkook moaned his name the second time, and oh, how he wished that he had chosen his words better on the rooftop.

So many regrets.

Does Jungkook hate him now?

Their make-out session the other night would say otherwise, but something feels off about it. Taehyung should have said something, he should have cleared the air, but he couldn't; he chickened out. He's scared-scared of losing his best friend.

It's not how he imagined, not how he planned. Yet, he keeps thinking about the rooftop- It was meant to be their moment.

He needs to talk to Jungkook.

But Jungkook is talking to Jimin.

Why is Jungkook talking to Jimin?

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"What did you guys talk about?" Taehyung asks. Jungkook can tell he's trying to play it cool, but Jungkook knows he's bothered. Is he jealous, perhaps?

"Nothing, really," Jungkook replies.

They're walking to their next class, literature-the class where most things go to shit. Jungkook still remembers the first note he received from Taehyung there and how Taehyung pretended it wasn't him. Jungkook was a fool.

Taehyung stops Jungkook from walking, placing a hand on Jungkook's shoulder. "Then you can tell me if it's nothing."

Jungkook raises a brow. "Why do you want to know so bad?"

Taehyung looks around before leading Jungkook into the boy's bathroom. They're alone now.

"Tell me," Taehyung repeats.

Jungkook turns his head, looking at himself in the mirror. Taehyung raises his hand, cupping Jungkook's chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes.

They kiss like they did the other night. The thought of them being late for class doesn't occur to Jungkook as they continue to kiss; Jungkook's hands start to roam under Taehyung's shirt as Taehyung rests his hand on the wall behind Jungkook's head.

Jungkook lets his walls crumble because, as he said before, he's a fool-a lovesick fool. And who can say no when it feels this good?

A toilet flushes, making them freeze. Jungkook, in a panic, pulls Taehyung into a cubical, locking the door.

Jungkook tries to calm his breathing so it doesn't sound suspicious, but it's hard when Taehyung starts to place kisses up his neck and along his jawline.

"Stop it," Jungkook whispers.

Jungkook listens to the stranger wash his hands. He silently protests Taehyung's advances, to which Taehyung pouts. Jungkook gives him a quick peck on the lips, trying to calm him down.

The stranger walks to the exit but stops in front of their cubical.

Jungkook's breath hitches.

Who is it?

Why isn't he leaving?

Jungkook shushes Taehyung again; this time, he obeys, turning to see the feet of the stranger.

Taehyung coughs, reaching down for toilet paper like he's using the toilet-nothing sus is happening here. The stranger seems to have lost interest and takes his leave. Strange that he stood in front of the cubical, waiting. Jungkook wants to find out who it is because it's a bit creepy, but those thoughts are stopped by Taehyung taking off his shirt.

"Good, he's gone now," Taehyung says, hanging his shirt on the door hook.

Wow. Jungkook hesitates before tracing a finger on Taehyung's chest. His attraction for Taehyung clouds his mind, and he forgets his doubts, focusing on the pleasure Taehyung's mouth gives him. Taehyung continues his trail of kisses, not even masking the sounds they make against his skin. Like the other night, their problems don't matter when their hands roam each other.

Is this what making Taehyung jealous achieves? Is that what Jimin is trying to do? Does Jimin want kisses all over his body too? He wonders who Jimin is trying to make jealous, but that thought doesn't linger long when Taehyung makes a move to Jungkook's pants.

"I-In here?" Jungkook asks, biting his lips. "We might get caught."

Taehyung smirks. "That's what makes it exciting."

Jungkook bites down on his lip again, letting Taehyung pull his pants down slightly. Jungkook is hard. It's visible through his underwear. He watches Taehyung lick his lips.

"You know, I've been waiting a long time for this," Taehyung says.

"You have?" Jungkook blushes. Jungkook's brain can't handle this information. He's fantasised about situations like this during shower time-he never expected to experience it.

Taehyung nods, palming it with his hand. It twitches and yearns to be touched, and Taehyung happily does, massaging Jungkook's bulge as they go in for another kiss. Jungkook cheeks flush and feel hot as his body tingles with forbidden pleasure. This is his best friend, feeling him up in a toilet cubical. It sounds unreal and feels unreal.

Taehyung grabs Jungkook's ass, pulling him closer so their crotches touch. Taehyung cheekily smiles as Jungkook's eyes flutter with pleasure.

"Do you feel it?" Taehyung asks.

Jungkook nods, moving in for another kiss. He feels it. He feels how hard Taehyung is, right on his own hardness. They rub together, forcing Jungkook to suppress his moan with more kisses.

Taehyung slips a hand into Jungkook's underwear.

"You're wet," Taehyung says, swiping his thumb over Jungkook's tip.

Jungkook mimics Taehyung, putting his hand down Taehyung's pants and feeling the length along his hand. "You're wet too," Jungkook says, his breathing fastening as he feels Taehyung's length twitch.

"Fuck," Taehyung curses under his breath before bringing his hand back up towards his mouth. "Look."

Taehyung has Jungkook's pre-cum glistening on his finger, amplified by the bathroom downlights. Jungkook watches in horror as Taehyung licks it clean.

"What?" Taehyung smirks, giving his finger another lick like he's licking the stick clean off a finished popsicle.

"W-What does it taste like?"

"Wanna taste?" Taehyung's eyes hypnotise Jungkook, and all he can do is nod, making Taehyung lean in for a kiss. Their tongues dance together, exchanging what Jungkook thinks tastes like nothing at all.

They continue to kiss, hands over each other's nether regions, stroking silently whenever anyone walks into the bathroom. Hushed giggles fill the cubical, but it doesn't stop them. Their kisses get louder every time a toilet goer leaves.

Jungkook is close.

Taehyung pulls Jungkook's shirt over his head and uses his free hand to play with Jungkook's nipples.

"I-I can't hold it in any longer," Jungkook warns, but it only makes Taehyung stroke faster.

Jungkook trembles in pleasure and can't focus on stroking Taehyung, so he stops, trying to hold himself up as he nears the edge.

Taehyung starts to stroke himself while stroking Jungkook. "Do it," he says, "Cum for me."

And so he does, coming between the two. He moans, riding out his orgasm just as Taehyung also comes. White splutters fly onto both of their abdomens-a feeling of contentment and bliss overrides his intense lust. They stand in silence, both trying to catch their breath, smiling.

"Wow," Taehyung says.

Jungkook nods. "Yep."

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A.N: Thanks for reading!

It's a tad bit spicy this time 😘