"You should stay the night," Taehyung says, resting a hand on Jungkook's thigh. Taehyung has dreamed about this moment for the past month. It's not every day Taehyung has Jungkook sitting in his bed. Luckily, his mother isn't home either; however, the odds of that are quite high so Taehyung isn't surprised.

Jungkook looks hesitant.

Taehyung moves his hand to Jungkook's back instead, rubbing circles. "It's late already. Usually, you let me stay over when it's dark, so why should it be any different now?"

"I haven't told Mum, though," Jungkook says, his muscles tensing.

"Do it now then," Taehyung says. "Surely it's no problem." He watches as Jungkook texts his mum.

"She's asking if your mum is home," Jungkook says, turning to Taehyung with a worried face.

Taehyung swipes the phone, replying for him. "Just say she is. What she doesn't know doesn't hurt her."

Jungkook tries to take the phone back, but Taehyung is resilient, pressing send.

"I can't lie!" Jungkook furrows his brows.

"Why not?" Taehyung turns Jungkook's phone off, tossing it to the side. "Let's just say my mum is here in spirit."

Jungkook shakes his head, but his smile breaks through.

"She doesn't have to know everything," Taehyung says. "She doesn't know you're snogging me on the down low."

"If I keep lying, she'll get suspicious," Jungkook says. He goes to grab his phone, but Taehyung pins him down.

"That's fine. I'm sure she'd be happy with me being her son-in-law," Taehyung says with a smirk.

Jungkook flips their positions, now pinning Taehyung down to the bed. "You want to marry me now, huh?"

Taehyung grins, sending Jungkook an air kiss. Taehyung appreciates the view above him. The more flustered Jungkook gets the faster Taehyung's heart races. He can see a future with Jungkook. Taehyung wouldn't have it any other way.

Jungkook rolls onto his side, cradling the side of his head with his hand. "Now that I'm staying..." Jungkook lets his gaze linger over Taehyung's body before continuing. "What are we going to do?"

Taehyung turns to face Jungkook and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, earning him a push from Jungkook. "What?" Taehyung whines. "We're all alone in the house and you just happen to be looking all scrumptious in my bed."

Jungkook gets under the bedcovers, hiding his face. Taehyung smiles widely, shaking his head. "Why are you hiding?"

"I'm embarrassed and my face feels hot."

Taehyung chuckles at the honesty. "Well, I have a solution for that." Taehyung sits up, opening his bedside table drawer and grabbing a now notorious blindfold—yes, it's the same one he used on Jungkook since the boy would leave it behind like it was some crime scene—Taehyung would collect after each rendezvous. "Sit up."

Jungkook sits up, looking at the blindfold that Taehyung has dangling from his hand and gapes his mouth. "Oh no."

Taehyung grins, nodding. "Oh yes." He grabs Jungkook's hand, rubbing his thumb in circles on it. "Don't you want to know what I truly wanted to do to you in the janitor's closet?"

Jungkook gulps, licking his lips.

"Hmm?" Taehyung uses his other hand to trace Jungkook's hair behind his ear.

Jungkook nods.

Taehyung is ecstatic. His whole body tingles with excitement as he ties the blindfold over Jungkook's eyes.

Jungkook smiles, suppressing a small giggle.

"What?" Taehyung smiles back, caressing Jungkook's cheek.

"I can't believe we are doing this again," Jungkook says. He giggles some more before he pushes Taehyung's hand away from his cheek.

Taehyung shakes his head, still smiling. Jungkook's smile is so radiating, it blinds him. "Oh, so you're so eager to be blindfolded by a stranger, but now that you know it's me you're going to giggle and push me away, hmm?" He pokes Jungkook's head, causing him to tilt and bounce back, his smile widening.

"You know, deep down I always knew it was you," Jungkook says. "Like my subconscious was too trusting." He laughs again.

Taehyung grabs Jungkook's chin, lifting it. "You won't be laughing soon." He leans in and kisses Jungkook's lips. He thinks back to their time in the janitor's closet. It was one of the most exhilarating moments of his life. He finally got to kiss the boy he's been so helplessly in love with for so long and yet, it felt so scandalous, but in an exciting way. The way Jungkook just gave himself to him took him for a ride. He always wondered how far Jungkook would take it, and now is the time to relive that moment and make that fantasy come true.

"Tae...," Jungkook moans out. "I'm ready." His voice sending blood down south for Taehyung.

Taehyung stands up off the bed, pulling Jungkook to stand too. He kisses the boy again, fiddling with the hem of Jungkook's shirt.

"Take it off," Jungkook says, trying to take it off himself, but Taehyung restrains him, taking it off for him.

Taehyung takes in the sight of a shirtless blindfolded Jungkook, his hair all ruffled up and his mouth gaped open, begging for more kisses. He kneels and starts to butterfly kiss up Jungkook's stomach to his torso, stopping to give each nipple a playful kiss.

Jungkook's breaths quicken as the kisses trickle up his neck to his ear and shudders when Taehyung breathes into his ear. "Kiss me," Jungkook pleads.

Their lips reunite while Jungkook tries to feel up Taehyung, but Taehyung is in control tonight.  There's no need for Jungkook to touch him despite his protesting whimpers, aching to touch Taehyung. Taehyung needs to stay faithful to the fantasy. He needs this moment to be implanted in his memory forever. He pulls down Jungkook's pants, leaving only his underwear on. Jungkook's excitement is not hidden, making Taehyung smirk, knowing that Jungkook wants this as much as Taehyung.

Taehyung palms Jungkook's crotch, sliding it from a cupping position up his balls to the shaft of the cock. Jungkook is harder than Taehyung imagined, harder than the last time in the bathroom cubical. This time, he wants more. Taehyung will take it a step further. Kneeling, he pulls on the waistband of Jungkook's underwear—enough to have his member exposed in all its glory—and spreads the pre-cum around the tip.

Jungkook moans as Taehyung licks the tip. Taehyung remembers this taste, but this time he's licking directly from the source. He'll take him all in, and that's what Taehyung does. Jungkook grabs onto Taehyung's head and Taehyung lets him this time—it feels better this way.

"Fuck—Tae..." Jungkook is a mess, his grunts getting louder. "Wait— Stop!"

Taehyung flinches when Jungkook releases into his mouth; however, Taehyung takes it all in and now he has a dilemma whether he swallows or spits.

Jungkook sits on the bed, bringing his knees up to his chest. "I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to come so fast."

Taehyung has to decide fast. He needs to comfort his boy; he swallows. Not that bad. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. The feeling of Jungkook climaxing inside of his mouth is one to remember, and he wants to do it again.

Untying the blindfold, Taehyung ruffles Jungkook's hair. "It's okay. I'll take it as a compliment."

Jungkook awkwardly chuckles. "Yeah, it was too good. I couldn't help myself." He looks at the tent in Taehyung's pants. "It's my turn to please you."

Taehyung bites his lip, shaking his head. "No, you don't have to. Tonight was about pleasing you."

Jungkook pats the bed next to him. "Well, I'll have to inform you this is a form of pleasuring me."

Taehyung's cock twitches. "If you insist."

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There's no food in the house, and Jungkook is starving. Taehyung's mum doesn't seem to stock the pantry like his mum does. His stomach growls and Taehyung takes note.

"Are you hungry?" Taehyung doesn't wait for a reply. He stands up, walking to Jungkook, phone in his hand. "We can order food."

Jungkook scratches his head and sighs. "But that costs money."

Taehyung grins, wrapping an arm around Jungkook and showing the food app to Jungkook. "I have a job now, so you don't have to worry about that."

Jungkook frowns but looks at the menu selection, anyway. "That's easier said for you. I don't have a job."

"That's why I'm paying."

"You can't pay for me!"

"Why not?"

"It's unfair," Jungkook says, his stomach growling again.

"I don't see it that way." Taehyung takes the phone, putting what he wants into the order. "Besides, I get a discount cause it's from my workplace."

"The chicken was pretty good last time, but I want the silky tofu soup," Jungkook says.

Taehyung hums, adding it to the order.

"You know, we barely got any studying done."

"Shh. After we eat, we can study."

Jungkook smiles to himself. They turn the TV on in prep for their food—whenever Jungkook stayed at Taehyung's, they would binge a series or anime while eating takeout. It's a vibe and now nostalgic. Taehyung's mother was always kind enough to let them use her card for food—or at least that's what Jungkook thought. Perhaps Taehyung has been sneakily using it without telling her—not that she'd be checking, anyway.

The doorbell rings, and Taehyung opens the door. "Y-Yoongi?" Taehyung suppresses a laugh. "You're working?"

Jungkook peeks his head to see Yoongi with a bicycle helmet on his head, attempting to hand over their food with a straight face.

"Namjoon called in sick. No one could deliver and for some reason, you can't work tonight." Yoongi is still dangling the bag in front of Taehyung, waiting for him to grab it.

This perks Jungkook's interest. Why couldn't Taehyung work tonight? Did he plan to be with Jungkook? Originally, he thought it was so he could study, but it only now occurs to Jungkook that Taehyung rarely even studies. He walks to Taehyung's side, grabbing the bag from Yoongi.

Yoongi briefly makes eye contact with Jungkook.

"Who knew you would be the one bringing me food." Taehyung takes the bag from Jungkook, laughing to himself.

"Who knew you two were gay outside of school," Yoongi snidely says.

Jungkook raises a brow. "Who knew you and Jimin were—" Jungkook covers his mouth.

It's Yoongi's turn to raise a brow. "Were?"

"Nothing." Jungkook seals his lips. He nearly spilled the secret that Soobin thought was safe with him. He's disappointed in himself.

"I'll be leaving a bad review," Taehyung says, looking into the bag.

"Whatever." Yoongi turns his back, flipping Taehyung off as he walks back to his bike.

Taehyung closes the door. "What was that? Jimin and Yoongi were what?"

"Friends." Jungkook scratches the back of his head awkwardly, walking to the couch. "Let's eat."

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"Wow, Soobin, you look terrible," Jungkook says, looking at Soobin's dark circles.

Soobin rubs his eyes, his hair looking like it's been pulled. "Why do you look so calm? I was up all night cramming for exams."

Jungkook purses his lips. "I didn't get much study done." Now that he thinks about it, he's on track to fail. School hasn't been a priority these past few months.

"I would panic if I were you," Soobin says. They are walking to their next class—food studies. "Maybe we should study together?"

Jungkook nods. "I need to get back on track."

"My parents are stressing me out over university applications." Soobin sighs. "What university are you going to?"

"Oh..." Jungkook hasn't given it much thought. He's always assumed he'd go to whatever university Taehyung would go to, but is it even possible if Jungkook's grades stay like this? A pit of worry develops in his gut. He needs to take this seriously—he'd be miserable at university without Taehyung. "I don't know yet."

Soobin doesn't question any further as they walk into class.

"Good morning," Seokjin greets, smiling coyly at Jungkook.

"Mornin'," Jungkook replies, looking over the recipe on the counter. "What are we making today?"

"Fruitcake."

"Ew."

Jungkook sighs, granting him a curious side-eye from Seokjin. "I guess I'll preheat the oven."

Seokjin leans one hand onto the counter. "I like that you're actually useful."

"Oh, right, Jimin didn't know how to turn the oven on." Jungkook chuckles to himself, turning the dial. He ponders over what Naeun said the other day and tries to pry some information. Is Seokjin actually on good terms with Naeun? "You and Mina. What's the deal?"

Seokjin seems taken aback, but he keeps his composure. Jungkook looks at Jimin, who is curiously watching their exchange, while Soobin busies himself with food prep.

"Mina is the new it girl. Naeun no longer hangs out with us now that we have Mina." Seokjin leans in to whisper, "Rumour has it, she sits with the rejects now."

Jungkook frowns. "I am not a reject."

Seokjin's coy smile returns. "Oh, so she sits with you?"

Jungkook coyly smiles back, finding it amusing that Seokjin doesn't know Naeun has already told Jungkook about Seokjin's involvement in the Mina situation.

"Well the only other thing I know is apparently her vagina smells like old fish," he says casually.

"That's all you know from sitting with her at lunch?" Jungkook raises a brow. "Naeun sounded so confident about her backup plan."

"Backup plan?" Seokjin turns to Jungkook in shock. "Wait, do you know about— Did Naeun set me up?"

"No." Jungkook flicks through the recipe book, bored with the conversation now. "You can cut the act around me. We all have a common enemy." He feels weird using Naeun's words.

"I have something," Seokjin says before being interrupted.

"Good morning, class! Turn your books to page 69. We are cooking fruitcake today!" The teacher announces as she walks into the room.

"What is it?" Jungkook asks.

"I'll tell you, but I have one condition."

"What's with you guys and always wanting something in return? Conditions this, conditions that." Jungkook puts the mixing bowl onto the counter a little too aggressively.

Seokjin smirks. "I'm sure you want to know. Not even Naeun knows."

Jungkook doesn't think he can trust someone who associates himself with Naeun and Mina. That's a red flag in Jungkook's mind—wait, does that make Taehyung a red flag too? "Fine. What's the condition?"

"Give me a secret in exchange for my information." Seokjin puts an arm around Jungkook. "Nothing in life comes for free."

"Fine."

Seokjin motions for Jungkook to continue, but Jungkook does not know what to say.

"Uh..." Jungkook scratches his head before prying Seokjin's arm off him. "I put milk in before the cereal."

Seokjin snorts. "You're a psychopath."

"Okay, now tell me."

"That is hardly worthy of a secret for what I have to share."

"Forget it." Jungkook drops the topic.

"Suit yourself."

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A.N: I hope everyone enjoyed the longer chapter today~ Also, who loved the new spicy scene, recreating their closet moment in Taehyung's POV?