"I mean, there's nothing bad about not being ready with telling his mother but," Jungkook sighs out of exasperation, turning from his vanity dresser to look at Jin, Jimin and Hoseok. The three boys were lounging on his bed (Jungkook had changed the sheets of course.)

Taehyung had left to give Jungkook some time to prepare and get ready for their date, and as soon as the mint haired male stepped out of his house, Jungkook had called the three boys and filled them in on all of the details. They had immediately come over to hear about all of the juicy tea face to face.

"We spent so much time hiding the fact that we were sleeping together and that hurt like ass on a stick, I don't know if I have energy to hide a loving relationship," Jungkook says, looking at his three friends with worry and sadness on his face.

Jimin sits up right, Hoseok's arm draped across the boy's thick thighs, with a grunt he says, "there's no need to worry so much Jungkook. It's not like Taehyung is asking you to hide it from us. He's just not ready to tell his mother yet, don't you think that's something to be patient about?" The boy tries to reason with Jungkook.

Hoseok thinks for a minute, "well, at the same time, from what Jungkook told us, he fell in love really early, the earlier stages of when they started sleeping with each other, so maybe that's why he's sick of hiding the love he has for Taehyung."

The blonde boy turns back to his mirror, grabbing one of the lotions on his dresser, squeezing some out of the lotion, before rubbing it into his cheeks. "I wish his mother wasn't fucking homophobic. Why is she so concerned about what men are putting up their assholes, that sounds pretty homosexual to me," he drawls out.

Picking up a brush and a blusher, Jungkook goes ahead and pats some product onto his face, listening to Jin talk.

"I mean, Jungkook, you have first hand experience with homophobic parents. So why not be patient with Taehyung. Patience is of the virtue," Jin gets up from the bed, handing Jungkook his cherry lipgloss, "here, wear this for your date."

Jungkook gratefully takes the lipgloss from Jin's hands, swiping some of the gloss onto his lips, creating a natural clear sheen.

"You guys are right, I need to be patient with Taehyung. I can't force him to tell her, what if she does something bad to Taehyung? I can't risk that. She's better off not knowing. Me and Taehyung are happy," Jungkook says firmly, looking at himself in the mirror. He eyes his neck, some of the hickeys peaking through his top, sighing, he gets up, ready to change into some fresh clothes for his date with Taehyung. Their first official date.

Jungkook smiles a little, it was crazy to think that they were now boyfriends. Like wow.

The blonde boy loves Taehyung, and that's all that matters.

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Meanwhile,

"I mean, it's like he doesn't even understand that my mother hates gays. It doesn't make sense guys. Like I told Jungkook from the start how homophobic she is, and suddenly he's asking when I'm going to tell her about us...we just made it official not even twenty four hours ago," Taehyung stresses out, wiping his wet hair with a towel, joggers hanging lowly on his waist.

As soon as he had reached home, Taehyung had walked straight past his mother and locked himself in his room.

He had called Namjoon and Yoongi over, and now the three boys were in Taehyung's bedroom, talking about Taehyung's relationship with Jungkook.

Taehyung walks over to his closet, pulling out many different outfits to wear, "how am I supposed to tell her? How am I supposed to tell her that not only is her dead ex husband gay, but her son is too?"

Namjoon sighs, texting Jin about whatever Taehyung was saying, getting replies from Jin about whatever Jungkook was saying (couples I tell you.)

"Taehyung, don't stress. Jungkook said he'd wait by your side no matter how long you take to tell your mother anyways," Namjoon mumbles, trying not to make it obvious to Taehyung.

Taehyung pulls on his Celine t-shirt over his body, "yeah but what happens when he's tired of waiting? I asked him to hide the fact that we were sleeping together, and now I'm asking him to hide us two being in a relationship."

Yoongi sits upright, analyzing whatever his mint haired friend was telling him, "I asked Jimin to do that when we first started fucking, needless to say, it didn't end well. Taehyung, it's better off being open, and then whatever happens, happens. And you'll figure out the rest as you continue to grow with Jungkook."

Taehyung sighs, multiple thoughts running through his mind as he tries to figure out what to do. He loved Jungkook, with all of his heart. But asking Taehyung about his mother? Jungkook knew that he couldn't tell his mother.

Namjoon frowns a little and then says, "look, no one's telling you to figure everything out now. Enjoy your time with Jungkook, and soon enough, your answer will come to you. But if you continue stressing, the answer is just going to hide in plain sight, and I don't think you want that," the older advises to Taehyung.

The mint haired boy nods, "you're right. I need to have patience with myself, and with Jungkook. We just got together, I should enjoy our time together and then when I'm ready, I'll announce it to her. That's the best thing I can do."

"You mean the wicked witch of the west," Yoongi mumbles, avoiding Taehyung's eyes when he's shot a harsh glare.

Taehyung pulls on the rest of his clothes, a little bit of stress crumbling from the weight on his shoulders. Yes, he loved Jungkook, and that's all that mattered to him.

---

"It's crazy how it all started in this diner," Jungkook smiles, sitting across from Taehyung.

Taehyung sips on his chocolate milkshake, looking out of the window, before glancing back at Jungkook. Jungkook sighs, "I'm sorry Taehyung but this date is really fucking boring," he says after a minute of silently slurping his own milkshake, often giving Taehyung secret looks to see if the mint haired boy was also looking and feeling as bored.

He lets out a deep breath, "fuck, I was thinking the same thing. I didn't want to say anything just in case you were having fun but right now, I think watching paint dry would be more fun," Taehyung exasperates.

They both look at each before bursting out in a laugh, giggling. Jungkook takes another sip of his drink, "I think it's because we already spent so much time getting to know each other that we don't feel the need to have dates."

Taehyung agrees, "in a way, we've probably had hundreds of dates already, especially with the amount of time that we've already spent together during the past few months."

Giggling, Jungkook sighs, "I'm glad that we did that, and I'm glad that we're feeling bored because it means that we did everything in the correct manner. We don't need to feel the awkwardness other couples have just because they've had sex before the first date."

"Yeah I mean I've eaten you out countless times before, yet I'm not worrying about how awkward it's going to be because I know exactly what your body likes."

One of the younger workers walk past their table, almost tripping over when they hear what the two boys are talking about. Who the hell talks about sex on the first date?

Taehyung and Jungkook, that's who.

But they weren't on their first date.

In reality, they were probably on their twentieth, they just unknowingly spent time together and fell in love.

Taehyung plays around with his milkshake, "if I'm being completely honest with you, there are so many kinks that I want to try out on you." Jungkook chokes on his milkshake, trying to regain his breath, "so is this what we're going to talk about?" He questions, trying to subtly change the topic.

The older however, tilts his head, "your body is an oasis for my thirst," he says, voice low and raspy. The tone of his words making Jungkook's cheeks heat up to an embarrassed pink.

"T-taehyung, this is so not the place to talk about this," Jungkook mumbles, eyes catching a family with kids walking through the diner doors.

"For example," Taehyung continues, "drinking this milkshake is so vanilla, pardon the pun," he drawls out. Jungkook clears his throat, "it's not really a pun since you're drinking a choc-"

"But licking it off your body however," Taehyung cuts Jungkook off, "would be so much more fun...don't you think?" He playfully teases Jungkook, tilting his head to look at Jungkook inquisitively through his tiger like eyes.

Jungkook doesn't say a word, but instead, he softly clears his throat, taking a large gulp of his cold milkshake to wet his suddenly dry throat. How could Taehyung suddenly be sweet talking Jungkook into an orgasm, especially in public?

Clenching his legs together tightly, Jungkook uncomfortably shifts, trying to calm down the heat in between his legs, the image of himself on Taehyung's bed, naked with little drops of cool milkshake on his burning body for Taehyung to lick off stuck in his mind like the bad lyric of a song repeating.

"What's wrong doll? You look flustered," Taehyung says, innocently taking a sip from his milkshake, biting onto the straw with his teeth.

"What about sex in public? Trying to keep it a secret, biting your lip, drawing blood because you don't want the passerby's to know how much pleasure you're in. Ah the possibilities are endless. And I have you to try them on," Taehyung whispers, leaning forward, to get a little closer to his lover.

Jungkook closes his eyes tightly, and whimpers softly, the temperature around him rising rapidly, sweat beginning to form at his temple. There was no way this was happening to Jungkook right now.

"Taehyung," he starts off, wetting his dry lips with his tongue, trying to think of the best thing to say to Taehyung without seeming desperate. The older smirks, and stands up, walking over to slide into the seat next to Jungkook's.

Placing a hand on Jungkook's thigh, he starts to rub it softly, making the younger boy gasp with sudden delight, the itchiness to have Taehyung's hands on his body suddenly gone. Jungkook looks into Taehyung's happy eyes, tears forming at the corners as he tries to hide the fact that he needed Taehyung right there and then.

"There's nothing wrong with just asking to be fucked, you know that?" Taehyung whispers, hands rubbing higher and higher until his fingers reach Jungkook's clothed cock, his erection forming slowly but surely. Jungkook sure had a lot of self control.

Letting out a tiny whimper, Jungkook feels his body crumbling and succumbing to Taehyung's hands, his self control breaking down piece by piece as Taehyung's hands slowly rub him gently. Jungkook leans his head on Taehyung's shoulder, letting out soft pants here and there, trying to control the whimpers before they left his lips, biting down hard on them.

Taehyung smirks, fingers crawling up further, dipping into the younger's trousers and into his boxers.

The sudden thing makes Jungkook's eyes snap open, and he almost shrieks out. Taehyung stifles a giggle as he feels the veins of Jungkook's member against his fingers, pressing down harshly on his slit.

Jungkook pants before pushing himself out of the booth and away from Taehyung's dangerous hands. The older smiles when Jungkook quietly walks away and into the toilets, bit not before giving Taehyung a sharp look that clearly meant, "follow me right now, if you know what's good for you."

Taehyung giggles and follows after his bunny.

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