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Jeongguk enters the room cautiously, dark eyes fluttering across the interior as he spots the yawning blond. After swapping his bloodied clothes for a navy blue, long sleeved that he had opted to roll to his elbows and a pair of black, high waisted slacks, he had made his way to their shared bedroom, skin void of blood after a curt rinse.

He certainly wasn't going to explain to the younger of what he had been during the period of time he had spent awake. The aftermath would surely be rather destructive, fearful, caramel eyes watching him as he squirms away. For now, Kris's results would remain desolate and concealed.

"Gukkie?"a bleary voice calls out, heavy with sleep.

Snapping from his inner thoughts, an unconscious smile graces his lips as he diverts his utmost attention to the awakening beauty, gaze soft and tender.

"Morning petal."he murmurs, making his way to the side of the bed to watch on fondly as the blond struggles to grasp his surroundings.

The younger's lips quirk slightly, chocolate irises fluttering open to peer up at him in mild amusement, "How many nicknames do you have for me?"

"As many as you want."the mafia leader replies smoothly, swooping down to capture the blond's lips shortly before retreating to rest his fingertips at the other's prominent hip bone, "Anything for you."

The touch makes the other shiver, feather like kisses of the elder's fingertips to his honey skin reminding him that he was currently shirtless, memories suddenly rushing to the front of his eyelids.

"Oh God."Taehyung groans, humiliation alight in his core as he presses his palms to his cheeks to hinder the other's vision of his flaming cheeks, "I'm naked aren't I?"

Jeongguk snickers, nodding as he settles on the bed, hand draped protectively around the other's waist as he watches on with the growing mirth at the younger's embarrassment.

"Never pegged you for masochist."he teases, fingers pressing gently down on the blond's tan skin, just above his rib cage where the other was ticklish.

As he had predicted, the blond giggles, fingers retreating from his cheeks to swat playfully at the elder's hands, "Shut up."

Auburn eyes widen as they view the mass of lavender hues sprinkled with obtrusive sapphire, the young boy muttering breathily, "Holy poop."

A smirk curls at the raven haired male's lips, dipping his head to permit his lips to flutter teasingly across the other's honey skin, feeling rather smug at the soft gasp the blond emits.

"So pretty angel."he murmurs against the other's skin, peppering kisses over the expanse of his rib cage, "All mine."

He's long passed the blond's belly button, dangerously near to the other's awaiting crotch when he ceases his movements, puckering his lips to press one last feather-like kiss to the younger's protruding pelvis.

Jeongguk makes no move to conceal the shit-eating smirk that plays teasingly on his rose lips, hooded eyelids assessing the other's flustered state.

"You're too skinny, angel."he comments, depicting himself as clueless to what he had just been previously doing, thumbing lightly at the other's obstructive rib cage, "I need to feed you."

Screwing his eyes shut, Taehyung breaths in shakily, skin tingling comfortably as he struggles to contain himself.

"How 'bout breakfast, hm?"

Nodding dumbly, the younger plants his palms upon the sheets as he begins to raise his lithe frame from the bed. He's rather shaky at first, possibly because the other was watching him with dark eyes and he was stark naked underneath the blankets. Lifting his hips, a choked gasps worms its way past his lips, a strike of pain slashing at his lower back as he tumbles to the bed almost instantly.

"Oh fudging crapnuggets!"

Snorting at the younger's exquisite selection of alternate cuss words, he eases a gentle palm under the boy's back, fingers curling around the back of the other's knees before lifting the blond into his arms.

Taehyung yelps in startled shock, thin arms quick to wrap them around the elder's neck, body pressing tightly into the other's chest.

Jeongguk dips his head to smooth a kiss to his fringe, nosing the curve of his cheek as he apologises, "M'sorry baby, was a bit rough on you last night."

"It's okie!"Taehyung reassures, grinning toothily up at his significant other, nuzzling his head into the elder's chest, before pouting cutely, "Promise to carry TaeTae around though, feels nice?"

You know what else would feel nice. Jeongguk thinks smugly, mind ablaze with corrupted possibilities. My dick in -

"Onwards great stallion!"the boy in his arms suddenly elicits, thrusting an arm forward as his eyes sparkle with childish ferment, "Ha!"

Swallowing thickly, the elder resolves to simply shoving his previous thoughts aside as he abides, replicating  the sound of a great, silver horse, emitting a rather ridiculous neigh before cantering forward.

He can only imagine the string of never ending laughter that would mock at his flaming cheeks if his fellow friends where to ever come to know of what he had did.

The duo make their way towards the kitchen after dressing the blond boy in an oversized, cream sweater and loose sweatpants, Jeongguk immediately halting his immature actions of personating an animal when catching wind of blatant conversations.

"Well hello there you two hormonal pieces of absolute fu-"

Before the mint haired male is given the chance to continue with his pleasant sentence of greeting, Jin, who stood beside him, had clamped an oil smothered cloth over his lips.

"He means to say that he's oh so grateful to see you two."the pink haired male says tightly through gritted teeth, before he drops his palm after malcontent splutters from the other.

Jimin, who stands a few metres before them, smiles sheepishly, a teasing glint in his eyes, "Yoongi's just moody since he couldn't sleep last night. Certain people were much too loud for his liking."

At this, he winks at the blond, the room bursting into laughter as the young boy blushes furiously and seeks refuge in his partner's chest.

Smiling tenderly at the other, Jeongguk snakes his arms around the boy's waist before sending the silver haired male a rather sharp yet accusing glare as he drawls, "Not like you two are much better. I had the guy from up the street knock on our front door because he was concerned for the disturbing noises coming here. Care to explain?"

Yoongi who seems throughly disgruntled from having his mouth smeared with oil, purses his lips as he deadpans, "It's really rather obvious, I, Min Yoongi, fucked Park Jimin's royal ass."

The said boy flushes red, flaring eyes flashing dangerously at his nonchalant partner who was at the midst of avoiding the pink, fluffy slipper thrown his way.

"Yoongi."Jin says, a fuming scowl hanging from his lips, "You and I will have nice chat outside after this, alright?"

The orange haired male who sits at the oblique dinning table, scoffing down a plate of eggs and bacon watches with mild amusement.

Gesturing for the blond to sit beside him, Hoseok nods at his leader in respect, butter smeared over his lips.

"So how was it?"Hoseok smirks as the younger seats himself, golden locks fanned messily over his forehead.

Taehyung tilts his head, eyebrow furrowing together as he sends the elder a quizzical glance, "How was what?"

The boy rolls his eyes as if the question itself was ridiculous, flicking the strand of peach that hinders his vision.

"Dick bomb obviously. I've heard that Jeongguk's dick is fucking huge, at least that's what Jieun told me."

It had never occurred to the young boy that his partner had shared intimate emotions or actions with anyone other than himself. Pondering now, he couldn't didn't deny that the elder was undeniably attractive and the stares thrown to him by both female and men in the gang weren't just out of fond admiration.

He finds himself unconsciously frowning, chest tight and uncomfortable as he imagines the raven haired male with another in his arms.

Turning to Hoseok to dig even further with the newly disclosed information, he's disappointed to see that the elder is already preoccupied with aiding Jin to clean the spill of oil upon the stove from the one and only lavender haired male.

Had he been good enough last night? Was he skinny enough for the elder? Would the other leave him for a much more prettier woman?

The insecurity worms at his heart, throat swelling with discomfort. Fingers suddenly curl around his hip, his body pulled to a much larger one as a chin settles upon his head.

"What's with the face?"the male murmurs into his hair, thumbing gentle circles into the boy's waist.

The blond isn't eager to disclose the rush of perplexing emotions that writhe in perturbation at his core, fearful of trepidation, opting to mutter indifference, "Nothing."

"Doesn't seem like nothing to me."

Forcing a tight smile to his lips, he remarks sharply, "It is nothing, stop bothering me."

The elder appears taken back, eyes flickering with well abstruse hurt, the blond noticing the way the grip against his waist slackness visibly.

"O-Okay."

Pursing his lips, Taehyung nods curtly as he attempts to ignore the ugly stabs of remorse and envy that curls at his core, rising to his feet, almost immediately missing the warmth the other radiates.

"I'm going to help Jin."the blond murmurs, eyes downcast and far from the elder's vision.

The mafia leader is silent, assessing his significant partner with pained eyes before suddenly, as if someone had clicked their fingers before him, they morph into one of cold indifference, lips pursed in distaste, "Whatever."

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He avoids the other for the rest of the day. It isn't too difficult considering that the elder wasn't too keen on socialising with him either.

If he were to ever even see a glimpse of white fabric, the blond would hightail it out of there, golden locks a mess of blurred haste. The boy knew very well that the elder was not who to blame nor was anyone to blame, but the sense of insecurity that would jab at his mind whenever reminiscing the other's words was all too much.

As young as eight he had always had the impression of not being adequate for his parents. Other children brought home striking grades that would draw beams on their parent's face whereas he would return with a pitiful score and a sympathetic teacher.

The very sight of the red inked letter had triggered the start of his never ending tutoring, nights spent scribbling down numbers and letters alike, all the while trying not to breakdown sobbing at the dissatisfied scowls upon his father's expression.

His social group had the tendency of changing often, girls and boys leaving him in a shockingly fast period of time. At the beginning he thinks they felt pity for his dark eyed state, befriending him in hope of lifting his spirits. It would work for a month or two, before they were much too mystified with his childish attitude, opting to leave him behind than deal with a boy who acts five years younger than his age.

And so he concluded that there was no one in the vast planet who could put up with his personality, for a long period of time that is. Maybe Jeongguk would be so too, maybe the male would leave him for someone better. Someone worth it.

He's on his way towards the kitchen where the rest were surely chattering at, mouths full with homemade goods. Hopefully his fellow silver haired male would bring a smile to his lips.

Striding down a corridor as he swipes at his phone, too preoccupied to notice the soft steps towards him, shrieking when a hand comes to rest at his shoulder.

Whipping around with a hand raised, his eyes widen in fearful shock as he writhes back, "Y-You!"

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Sooo..who's that dude?? Istg you'll get it, u're all super smart. <34

Sorry for the short chapter and long time it took me to update btw!