Jungkook's pov

When I woke in the morning the first thought I had was of Taehyung. Before I even got out of bed, I texted him to see if I could see him tonight. We messaged back and forth for a little while, and finally agreed that I would go to his place after Han was asleep. I sighed, unable to keep the contented smile off my face - though it did seem like hours before I could see him again. Today was Sunday, and I wasn't working, so I had all day to entertain myself before then.

I reluctantly pushed myself out of the bed, already bored by the prospect of doing nothing all day. But then a great idea hit me; I hadn't seen Sehun for almost a week, so I'd go hang out with the Mins.

I showered quickly, and then called them to make sure I could go there. As I walked out of my bedroom, I frowned, looking around my messy apartment; Taehyung had certainly hit the nail on the head when he'd called me a slob.

I had moved out of my parents' place when I was eighteen, sharing this apartment with Yoongi hyung, and I had never quite managed to master the art of clearing up after myself. It had gotten worse when he moved out a few years back. At least when we shared the apartment, he used to tidy up after me a little, but now things just piled up on the side.

Before leaving the apartment, I decided I should start making a little more effort. I wouldn't ever be able to invite Taehyung over while the place was in this state. I picked up the cups and plates from the table and put them in the sink, before grabbing a trash bag and discarding all of the old newspapers, junk mail and magazines that I had just casually 'stacked' on the floor.

After making a small dent in the pit that I called home, I headed over to Yoongi's place at about eleven. When Jimin opened the door I immediately swept him into a hug, lifting him off his feet and spinning him around in a little circle. He laughed, gripping my shoulders as I kissed the side of his head, setting him down onto his feet again.

"What was that for?" he asked, shaking his head at me as if I'd lost my mind.

I grinned, shrugging as I closed the door behind me. "That was for having the most amazing best friend in the world."

He raised one eyebrow. "Tae?"

"Yep, Taehyung. Or as he is also now known as, Jungkook's boyfriend!" I gloated, ruffling his hair as I turned towards the lounge.

He gasped and grabbed my hand, making me stop and look at him. "You and Taehyung? Seriously?"

I smirked at him smugly. "Yep!"

Jimin frowned. "Kook, you know I love you, but-"

I smiled and held up a hand, cutting him off before he could finish. "Jimin-shii, look I know you have feelings for me, and to be honest, who could blame you. But the thing is, you're married to my best friend so nothing can ever happen between us," I joked.

"Ha-ha. You're funny."

"I know."

"I'm being serious here though, Jungkook. If you hurt my best friend, you're going to lose the ability to reproduce," he warned.

I laughed and tried not to wince at the hard look in his eye. "Why is everyone assuming that I'm going to hurt him? Maybe he'll hurt me."

Jimin's eyes narrowed. "What are you up to, Jeon Jungkook?"

I put my hand over my heart, faking hurt. "Min Park Jimin, you know me better than to think I'm up to anything!" I scolded playfully. He opened his mouth to say something, so I slung my arm around his shoulder and shook my head. "Look, I like him. He's great. We're taking it slow. I asked him out last night and he said yes. Stop looking at me like I just ran over your cat."

He sighed and slipped his arm around my waist. "Fine, but, just so you know, if you hurt him I'm gonna get my husband to kick your butt."

"He could try," I teased, puffing out my chest, trying to look manly.

He laughed and rolled his eyes, pulling me into the lounge.

"Are you cooking today?" I probed, praying he'd say yes. I rubbed my stomach and gave him the look that he always seemed to fall for, the look that made my mom break out the homemade pie when I went round to visit. "I haven't eaten anything nice in ages. I think I'm starting to get anaemic through lack of nutrients."

He shook his head. "I'm actually going out today, but Yoongles will cook for you." He giggled wickedly.

I groaned and shook my head quickly. I'd lived with the guy for four years; I couldn't eat another thing that he cooked. Well he cooks well but u know i have eaten every dish of his.

"I'd rather just take an iron pill," I grumbled.

Yoongi appeared from nowhere and punched me in the top of my arm hard enough to make me wince. "Stop bitching about my cooking," he instructed, smirking at me.

"Stop cooking and I'll stop bitching about it."

Jimin just held up both hands to silence us. "I'm going. You boys look after my baby and no fighting or playing killing games on the PS5 while he's in the room, he'll have nightmares," he said sternly.

"Where are you off to?" I asked, watching as he gripped the front of Yoongi's T-shirt and pulled him closer to him. He kissed him, and his arm looped around him, Yoongi hand snaking down to his butt as if they forgot I was in the room. I cleared my throat loudly. "Mind if I tape this and put it on YouTube?"

Jimin pulled back from Yoongi and smiled. "I'm going to visit my best friend, who apparently is also now known as Jungkook's boyfriend," he stated, winking at Yoongi as his mouth dropped open in shock too.

I frowned at his answer. Jimin got to go there during the day, yet I had to wait until after hours? That hardly seemed fair! "Really?" I frowned.

"Yep. Han wants a picture drawn on his cast and-" he stopped talking suddenly and his eyes widened.

"What?" I asked, prompting him to carry on.

"You do know about Han now, right?" he winced.

"Yeah, I know about Han."

He blew out a big breath. "Great, okay, I know he was waiting to tell you, I didn't want to open my mouth and drop the news before he did."

"Stop worrying. I know all about his little brother and his broken arm," I deadpanned. Jimin looked suddenly nervous. I burst out laughing. "Your face! I know he's his son."

He scowled at me and slapped me in the chest. "That wasn't funny! Damn it, Jungkook!" he scolded.

I held my hands up innocently. "What's with all the beatings today? This is physical abuse. I came here to visit my godson, and I've been punched in the arm twice, had the threat of poisoning," I smirked in Yoongi's direction when I said that, "and hit by a pretty boy, twice. This is really going beyond the call of a best friend's duty you know. I think I'm going to have to report it." I shook my head sadly to make my point.

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Okay whatever, I'm going. See you later." He kissed Yoongi again before turning for the door.

"Okay, Rick's just downstairs waiting for you. Love you," Yoongi called, as Jimin shot him a little wave and picked up what looked like a bag of art supplies before heading out the door.

When I turned my attention to , I saw Yoongi was looking at me sternly. "You'd better not hurt him, Kook. Taehyung's awesome. He has a lot of problems to deal with, he doesn't need you dicking him around."

I nodded. "I know he does, I heard all about that Seo-joon guy."

Yoongi snorted, muttering the word prick under his breath when I said Seojoon's name. "So you're serious about him then?" he asked, as I made my way over to the little bassinet in the corner and looked at a sleeping Sehun.

"Yep, he's great," I confirmed. I looked back at Yoongi. "Can I pick him up?"

He nodded and settled with his hands behind his head on the sofa.

"Yeah, but if he cries then you can get him back to sleep." He smiled challengingly, and I was suddenly unsure if I should touch him. Yoongi laughed. "Go on, pick him up, he won't wake up for another hour when he's due for his food. The boy eats like me; he only wakes up when he's hungry."

I smiled and winced as I slipped my hands under him and picked him up. He didn't even stir as I jostled him to get him comfortable in the crook of my arm.

Yoongi motioned at Sehun. "You need to get you one of those."

I snorted. "Gonna take me a while, even if I wanted one. I'm not gonna be getting any for a while," I muttered, frowning and playing with Sehun's hand.

Yoongi sat forward. "What's that supposed to mean?"

I launched into the whole tale of Taehyung not sleeping with a guy unless he was in love with him. When I got to the part where I'd promised to wait for him, Yoongi burst out laughing. I quickly covered Sehun's ear softly as he jumped slightly in my arms.

"Shh, dude! I don't know how to get him back to sleep if he wakes up!" I hissed worriedly, praying Sehun would stay asleep. This, of course, made Yoongi laugh harder.

"Jeon, you're not gonna last," he stated, shaking his head animatedly.

I frowned. Does no one have any confidence in me?

"I will. I won't cheat on him. It can't take that long to fall in love with someone. A few weeks at most, right?" Yoongi snickered in response and nodded. Oh shit, that doesn't look good. "Two months?"

He shrugged. "Took Jimin five months to realize he was in love with me."

Five months? Wow that's a long time to go without sex! This is going to kill me. Still, he was incredible, and I wasn't going to blow my chance. If it all worked out, then five months of being celibate would be worth it in the long run.

I put my head back on the sofa and pictured Taehyung's face, his smile, and the way he tasted when he kissed me. He was totally worth the wait, I could tell that about him. "It'll be fine," I said confidently.

He patted my shoulder and smiled. "If you really like him then I'm pleased for you. He's a really great guy and has been an incredible friend to Jimin. Han's great too, isn't he?" He smiled fondly at the mention of Taehyung's son.

"I haven't met him yet. I saw him at the hospital when he hurt his arm, but I didn't stick around." I winced as I thought about me running off and going straight to the bar and, well...

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Two hours later Yoongi and I were still playing on the games console when Jimin came storming back in, slamming the door behind him, scowling murderously. One glance at him and I decided to keep my comments to myself for once in case he turned that anger on me. He looked ready to kill.

"What's up, Baby Boy?" Yoongi asked, as Jimin plopped down next to him.

"Ugh, Seo-joon!" he scoffed, waving his hand in a buzz off gesture.

Seojoon? Taehyung's ex-boyfriend?

"What about him?" I asked, interested now.

He frowned. "He turned up there while I was there. God, I hate that guy!" he hissed angrily. "I left right after he showed up; I can't even stand to be in the same room as him."

Jealousy started to build in my chest, but I quickly reminded myself that this wasn't about me; he wasn't there to see Taehyung, he was there to see his son.

"He was there?" I inquired, trying not to sound too bothered, when, in actual fact, my hand was itching to grab my cell and call Taehyung, just to say hi and check he was okay.

Jimin's nose scrunched up in distaste. "Yeah, he came to see Han. He's such an ass. He was pretending to be this great guy like he usually does. Man, he sucks!"

I nodded. I had never even met the guy yet I wanted to punch the crap out of him, so I wholeheartedly agreed with that statement. "But at least he was there to see his kid," I said, grudgingly admitting that he was doing the right thing.

"Yeah, and trying to get back in your boyfriends pants," Jimin rebutted angrily.

My body stiffened and this time I actually did pull my cell from my pocket. "What does that mean?" I asked, scrolling through for his number. I had no idea why, but I was doing it anyway.

He snorted. "Seo-joon is the type of guy that just can't help himself. He wants what he can't have. When he had Taehyung, he blew it big time. But as soon as he doesn't want him any more, he's trying to win him back. He's been the same for the last three years. You don't need to worry though, Taehyung wouldn't ever go there again, even if he wasn't with you." Jimin smiled reassuringly, patting my knee.

I frowned. I still didn't like the thought of him being alone with Taehyung though, even if he wasn't interested in Seo-joon any more. "He sounds like a freaking jackass!"

"He is. Like I said, the guy can't help himself. He's like you, Jungkook, but on speed."

"Thanks," I muttered.

He grinned and snuggled into Yoongi's side, taking his controller out of his hand. "Let me have a go, I'm so annoyed I need to kill me some zombies to calm down," he stated, looking at the screen and shooting randomly into thin air.

I laughed wickedly. "Why don't you just go make us some food instead? That'll calm you down. You know you suck at this game," I teased, dodging the pillow that he threw at my face.

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Standing outside Taehyung's apartment door, I was so excited that I could barely stand still. To an outsider, I probably looked like one of those jumpy perverts up to no good in the subway.

Finally, he opened the door. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a red collared Tshirt. He had his hair up in a manbun, and a sexy little pair of black-rimmed glasses rested on his nose. All I could think was: wow.

"Oh yeah, I have one hot little boyfriend," I observed, raking my eyes down his body.

He lean on the door-frame, crossing his arms. My mouth started to water. "Really? Did you bring him with you?" he teased.

I laughed and stepped into his place without waiting for him to invite me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him to me, bending my head so my nose brushed against his softly. His body melted against mine as he smiled up at me.

"I'm loving these glasses," I whispered, touching the frame gently.

He blushed and immediately took them off. "I forgot I was still wearing them. I only wear them to read. I had a bit of a headache earlier," he said, obviously embarrassed.

I grinned at him wickedly. "I have a headache right now, it's probably a little different to yours though," I teased suggestively.

He laughed and pressed himself against me tighter, pressing against the hardness of my crotch. I'd never, ever been turned on by glasses before - Taehyung had talent on another level for how quickly he could get a rise from me.

"Hmm, you seem to get that a lot. Maybe you should see someone about it," he suggested.

"I am seeing someone about it. I'm seeing you." I kissed him. He made a little purring sound in the back of his throat, and I almost passed out with excitement, all the blood seemed to flow right out of my head and straight down south at the sound of it.

He pulled out of the kiss and I put my forehead to his, looking into his big brown eyes that I had gotten used to so quickly. Taking the glasses from his hand, I eased them carefully back onto his face and smiled. He looked like a sexy secretary from every guy's fantasy. I sucked in a breath through my teeth as I looked him over. He really was so beautiful and sexy all rolled into one.

"I missed you today," I admitted.

He smiled and nodded. "I knew I'd have you begging for me," he replied.

"No doubt, but you'll go first." I tried to look confident when, in reality, I would happily beg him right now if I thought it was something that wouldn't ruin my chances.

He grinned and kissed me again before pulling back and out of my arms, taking the glasses back off and setting them down on the side. "So, did you bring pendrive?" he asked, looking at me expectantly.

I nodded, holding it so he could see it properly. "You said we could watch my favorite movie, right?"

He shrugged. "Sure, whatever you want."

"I can't believe you really don't mind watching porn with me. You're gonna be the best boyfriend, I can sense it," I joked.

The corner of his mouth twitched with a smile. "As long as it's not homemade. I don't want to watch you and another person," he replied, waving his hand dismissively.

He obviously knew I was joking... unless he didn't actually mind if it was porn. Part of me was wishing I had brought some just in case he wasn't joking, that would be seriously freaking hot watching that with my partner.

I laughed as he took the pendrive out of my hands and attach it to the laptop and play the movie. "Iron-man? This is your favorite movie?" He raised a skeptical eyebrow.

I nodded and slipped my arm around his shoulder. "Yep. I like Marvel movies."

He smiled. "I do too actually. You can't beat Marvel movie."

"Oh yeah? I love That stuff too much. What's your favorites then, Stripes?"

He pursed his lips and thought about it for a couple of seconds. "Well, apart from retro porn, obviously..." he joked.

"Obviously..."

"I like comedy and adventurous and movies too, and some fantasies u know like vampires."

"Oh, so do you think vampires are hot?" I teased, pulling him closer to me, my eyes trapped in his excited gaze. "Is it the whole biting thing?" I lean in and pressed my lips to the side of his neck.

His hands tightened on my shoulders, his fingers digging into me as I gently scraped my teeth across his skin. "Oh yeah, I definitely like the biting," he muttered breathlessly.

I kissed his neck and pulled away before I took things too far. He wanted to take it slow, so I'd take it slow; I didn't want him to think I was just using him for his body or anything. In total honesty, the boy just amazed me with his personality, and I wanted him to know that.

"I'll bite you later," I joked, nodding back to the screen as the movie started to play.

He jumped up off the sofa. "Pause it for me, I want popcorn," he called over his shoulder.

I smiled and paused the movie, settling back on the sofa and making myself comfortable. It was a little weird how at home I felt here; usually, if I went to a guy or girl's place, we went straight to the bedroom, and afterwards I went straight out the way I came in. It was different here though, I felt entirely at ease just sitting there on my own and waiting for him to come back. I smiled to myself. If my mom could see me like this, she'd flip.

She'd been badgering me to 'find a nice person' forever, and here I was, sitting in Taehyung's lounge, contented and happy.

Taehyung came back a few minutes later, sitting close to my side, munching on a piece of popcorn, snuggling against me. Twisting slightly to the side, I wrapped one arm around him and set my hand on his hip, watching the movie with him.

When the credits rolled up, I knew it was time to go before I completely lost all of my control and begged him to let me make him moan my name. I kissed him softly, loving the feel of his lips against mine. His hands went to the back of my head, his fingers tangling in the back of my hair. I made a mental note never to cut my hair too short so that he would always be able to do that, because the feel of it was driving me wild.

He made that small purring sound in the back of his throat again, and my body reacted of its own accord, I moved forward making him lie back on the sofa as I kissed him deeply, settling myself on top of him.

He kissed me back fiercely, pulling me closer, making my whole body ache. I broke the kiss just as I was started to get a little lightheaded.

His eyes locked on mine and a little smile graced his lips that I couldn't help but return. I was suddenly struck by how flawless and radiant he was, his whole face just lit up and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

Fuck, I have it bad already. What a pussy. Flawless and radiant? I'm turning into a girl!

"So, can I see you tomorrow night too?" I asked hopefully.

He bit his lip and nodded excitedly. I secretly hoped that he liked me as much as I was starting to like him, otherwise he was going to crush me. How had I let myself feel like this? How had this happened so quickly? I knew it wasn't just lust because I was just as happy listening to him talk as I was laying on top of him. I was falling for him completely.

"Sure. You could come over after Han's sleeping again? We could get takeout or something?"

"Sounds good." I nodded and kissed him again, moving to kiss down his neck wanting to bite him like I'd promised earlier. He giggled, wriggling underneath me as I sank my teeth into his skin gently. I grinned as he tried to push me off.

Oh, he's ticklish? Game on! Pinning his body with mine, I tickled his sides,
listening to him giggle and squeal.

"Stop it! I'm gonna pee myself! Jungkook, stop!" he squeaked, trying to throw me off him. I laughed and pulled back to look at his flushed face. He looked incredible and I was pretty sure that this flushed face was the one I would be picturing before I fell asleep tonight, or maybe the sexy secretary glasses one, I wasn't sure. He really was incredible, and I wanted to know every single part of him; which led me to Han.

"So, I was thinking we could go to the park at the weekend. Maybe we could take a picnic or something?" I suggested, brushing his bangs away from his face. That was the type of thing kids liked, wasn't it? Parks and picnics?

He frowned and shook his head apologetically. "I can't this weekend,Jungkook. I have Han. Sorry."

I couldn't help but laugh. Was he not expecting me to invite Han? "I know that. I meant the three of us. We could take a ball or something."

He paused and I felt his whole body tense. "Jungkook, please don't take this the wrong way. You're a really nice guy, and I'm having a really great time with you, and I promise I don't mean to upset you or anything..." he trailed off, biting his lip and looking a little nervous, as if he was choosing his words.

"I sense a but coming here," I muttered, suddenly starting to feel nervous too.

"Yeah, there's a but," he replied. "I can't let you meet Han," he mumbled, looking at me apologetically.

I recoiled. Was he just using me after all? He wanted to have his fun with me, but I wasn't allowed to be part of his life? Or maybe he thought I wasn't good enough to be in his life? I pushed myself off him, studying his face, waiting for him to continue. He sighed, and his hand closed over mine. I tried desperately to ignore the way his hand seemed to fit in mine perfectly, like it belonged there.

"Jungkook, Han's the most important thing in my life, and I'd do anything to protect him. I can't just bring someone into his life like that. What if this doesn't work out between us? He'll have lost someone too and that's not fair on him. He needs stability. I don't want to have to explain to him what went wrong, or where the guy that played ball with him in the park went. I have enough explaining to do about his father. I can't have another man come into his life and then him be all disappointed when they leave again," he said, all in one breath.

I gulped. So, this was about him thinking it wouldn't work and Han losing someone from his life. I'd never really considered it that way. But why was he being so negative already and assuming we wouldn't work?

"Tae, you're basing all this on us not working out. What if it does work out?" I asked.

He sighed and looked down at our hands. "Jungkook, I'm his mom, I can't take risks with his happiness. I just want to wait a while, that's all. Just to make sure. We've only really been seeing each other for three weeks; we only became exclusive last night. There are still so many things that we don't even know about each other. What if one of us finds something they don't like about the other, or you decide that you've had enough waiting for me and want to go sleep with some random person? I'm willing to take the chance with my own heart, but I'm sorry, I'm not willing to take the risk with my son's," he answered.

I digested his words. He still clearly thought I was going to cheat on him like Seo-Joon had. The whole 'sleep with some random person' comment was about Minnie. I knew that would come back to haunt me at some point, I knew he wouldn't be able to let it go. Would he ever be able to trust me not to hurt him and Han?

"You still think I'm going to go cheat on you." I was annoyed, but my annoyance wasn't directed at him. The blame for him not trusting me was firmly at my doorstep. I had done nothing to show him that I wasn't a cheater, so he had every right to think that of me.

He frowned. "That was just an example. It could be any number of things, but all I'm saying is that three weeks just isn't long enough for me to take the risk with Han being upset if this didn't work out. What if you meet him and he gets attached to you, and then we realize we're just not compatible and split up. He'll miss you, and that's just not fair. Please understand."

I sighed deeply. I wanted to meet him, I really did, but I knew I couldn't rush Tae. He wasn't saying that he didn't want me to meet him, ever; he was saying he wanted to wait a little while first.

I decided to look at it from the little kid's point of view. He was right; he did need stability, they both did, and it was too soon to tell if this was going to work out. I hoped it was, but Taehyung was right, hope wasn't good enough when you brought a little almost four-year-old boy into it.

I studied his face, trying to see if there was any other reason behind this. "Stripes, it's not that you're just not into me, is it?" The insecurity I felt as I waited for him to answer the question was a little alien to me. I'd never felt insecure before - Taehyung was making me feel all kinds of things for the first time.

"No, of course not. I like you; I really do, I just need to be careful with him. It's just for a little while, please?" he asked, wrapping one arm around my neck.

I pulled him closer to me, feeling myself relax a little. A small part of me was glad I didn't have to meet him yet; I was nervous as hell about trying to impress a four-year-old boy. A woman or a man, I knew how to handle, but a kid, I had no clue. But another part of me was disappointed I wouldn't get to be included in such a big part of Taehyung's life. I'd just have to show him I wasn't going anywhere.

"Okay, I get it and that's fine. We'll wait then until you feel ready for the introductions," I said, kissing him gently.

He smiled against my lips, and I pulled back to look at him, rubbing my nose on his lightly. "I love that you want to meet my son," he whispered, looking at me with a cross between wonder and awe.

I smiled. "Of course, I do, Tae, he's the biggest part of your life."

He sighed and shook his head slightly as if he was trying to work it all out. "You really are something else, Jeon Jungkook."

I smirked at him. "So are you, Kim Taehyung, so are you," I replied, pressing my lips against his again.

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To be continued........

Jungkook has already fell too deep
Will this chase become successful enough to let Kook meet Han??!