when you realize it's chapter 19
what the frick ya'll

also a very long chap oop

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"If you wanted to get a new animal, you could of asked me and I'd give you Yugyeom and San," Jae held the door open to the shelter for Jeongguk, a scowl on his pale features when San and Yugyeom pust past him to get in.

"We aren't animals," Yugyeom said, sauntering over to where Jeongguk stood with an eyebrow raised at them both. "Bitch, we're alphas."

"That doesn't make any sense," Jae sighed, shutting the door. "Rowdy, prepubescent man children are a better fit."

"Ouch, don't be rude 'cuz you'd be a beta," San flicked his cousin's forehead, a goofy grin slacked over his lips. "Okay, so what's the plan? Why are we here Jeonggukie?"

"Please don't call me beta. God, I don't wanna get into your kinks right now," Jae rolled his eyes.

"I mean, could we call you omega?" Yugyeom wiggled his eyebrows, earning an irritated groan from the older. "But omegas are... you know."

"Jeongguk please," Jae pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose. "You're less stupid. Please stop dumbfuck one and dumbfuck two."

Jeongguk was standing quietly, arms crossed over his chest, a finger perched between his lips as he watched his new friends bicker with one another, amazed they haven't thrown an offensive comment.

"Um right," He realized they were waiting for him to talk, and he cleared his throat, adjusting his brown champion hat.

He didn't know why he brought them here actually. It was a last minute idea, and before this, he was hanging out with Jae, talking about volleyball and how much of an idiot he was for Specs.

All he knew was that he wanted to cheer Taehyung up— easy, right? For some reason, after that night which he refused to talk about, Taehyung wasn't really in the best mood. In fact, he wasn't even in the mood for anything.

Jeongguk wasn't a full idiot no matter how hard Taehyung tried to hide it. If he wasn't laughing at his dumb jokes and spent most of his time curled up into a ball in his room, refusing to spend time with him, something bad was up.

He didn't mind that Specs wouldn't tell him. He knew he would tell him on his own time, but it was somewhat bothering him not seeing him around. All his nights were lonely without his boxy smile and weird fun facts, and whenever Specs did come out, he could tell he was crying.

Specs was there for him whenever his mood was terrible, so it made sense that Jeongguk should cheer him up. After all, he was his best friend, and he missed him now that Specs denied to go out.

Okay but it took all the effort not to pull him into a big hug and kiss the tears off his face and give him little compliments to boost his confidence in himself. However, Jeongguk knew that wasn't his place.

So, he came up with a platonic-er solution, and somehow he thought it was a good idea to round up his new friends while he was at it.

That was how he was stuck with two fucking idiots and a very intimidating aroace.

"We're here to cheer up my best friend," Jeongguk declared, but all of a sudden San and Yugyeom were coughing loudly. "What?" He raised a brow at them.

"Boyfriend, you mean," Yugyeom said in between coughs. Jae whacked the back of his head, gesturing for Jeongguk to continue.

"That's too big of a word for him to understand right now," Jae muttered, thinking Jeongguk didn't hear, and honestly he wished he didn't. Rolling his eyes, he cleared his throat.

"Tae's sad," Jeongguk eyed them each, challenging them to tease him, and luckily they don't. "So it's my job to make him happy with all the things he loves. After this, we're heading to buy some supplies."

"Do we get to participate?" San raised his hand, but of course his hand defeated the purpose since he started to talk. Jae rolled his eyes.

"We're just helping him set it up before Kim comes back from his student council meeting," Jae said. The others nodded, taking in the new information surprisingly well. Jeongguk expected them to shoot it down and call it stupid.

"Alright. If it means another step toward making my ship official, I'm down," Yugyeom shrugged. At that, Jeongguk snorted.

"A ship? What ship?" The three other exchanged looks of pure disbelief, and Jeongguk thought he said something wrong so he opened his mouth to apologize but San cut him off with a warm smile.

"Taegguk. That's what we call you two behind your backs," San explained. "I came up with it, so I get the credit." Yugyeom scoffed and elbowed his side, earning a laugh that sounded more like a screech from the youngest.

"Since you're slow, it's your name together," Jae told him. "Kinda cute, isn't it? Taegguk just rolls off the tongue."

Jeongguk's nose scrunched together, thankful he was wearing a hat to hide the fact his ears were searing hot. "Can we move on already?" He asked, tone slightly desperate.

"Yes captain," San and Yugyeom saluted him. Jae nodded, sliding his hands into his pants pockets. He inhaled slowly, glad that was over.

"Okay, well the plan is to decorate the dorm," He clapped his hands together, sliding his palms over one another. "Tae told me about all the things that make him happy. Comics. Face masks. Movies. All of that, I wanna do with him."

"So like a date?" Jeongguk gave Jae a knowing look, and the oldest smacked Yugyeom across the chest. He groaned lightly, rubbing the place over his heart.

"No," Jeongguk corrected him. "It's a friendly hang out to cheer up my best friend."

"So technically a date," San said, but once Jeongguk glared at him, he held his hands up in defense. "But platonic. A platonic date it is."

"Sure. I wanna make a fort for him because he loves them. Made them all the time with his parents," He said, remembering the giddy way Taehyung told him all about the things he adored doing as a kid.

"Then I'm gonna feed him ice cream and junk, and we are gonna watch his favorite movies and read all the comics he wants!" He declared, proud of his plan. Yugyeom raised his hand, and he supposed the point was to call on him so he did.

"Then why are we here?" He asked, gesturing around them. At that, Jeongguk's lips instantly curved upward into the biggest smile.

"I'm gonna adopt Taehyung a dog."

"W-what? I thought we were just here to pet 'em and give them kithes," San pouted, but with one look from his cousin, he sighed and gave in. "Okay, but how are you gonna get him in?"

"Pets aren't allowed in dorms," He frowned a little.

"My dad's the headmaster, and I've been attending class," Jeongguk shrugged like it was nothing. "If we shove him in my jacket, we'll get past security."

"That's your plan?" Jae asked, brows furrowed. The younger nodded. "To smuggle a dog in like illegal drugs? Gguk, you're wearing a dark hat and a leather jacket. You look sketchy."

"Nah it'll be okay," He snorted. "You can run right?"

"Yeah," Jae scowled, "I did track and cross country for years, why?" Jeongguk reached over and patted his shoulder, a crooked smirk on his lips.

"Then we're good," Jeongguk said much to the 'i say otherwise' look plastered over Jae's features. He glanced over at the others, "We good with splitting up?"

"Yeah, of course. We'll do anything you want us to. Friends do shit for other friends," Yugyeom nodded, grinning back at him. Jeongguk didn't know why his chest eased at that, but he didn't say anything. Odd.

"I need you and San to head to the store and get the stuff I will text you," Jeongguk ordered, finding it weird to be getting support this easily.

He honestly still expected Yugyeom and San to tell him his plan was incredibly stupid and not worth the time. He waited for his chest to squeeze when they made fun of him, but none of that happened. They simply gave him smiles, saluted him, and were on their way.

"Project Taegguk initiated. We won't disappoint you, Jeonggukie!" San called out to him, waving at the older before Yugyeom and he head out.

"M'not saying we're nuch better than Namjoon and Yoongi, but we are," Jae said when they were finally alone. Jeongguk turned to face the shorter, an eyebrow quirked upward.

"What? I could tell you're not used to support," Jae shrugged. "I'm on leadership with Namjoon. I take piano with Min Yoongi. They're not nice guys."

"They were okay," Jeongguk murmured, though he didn't need Jae to call him out for lying. He sighed, freeing one of his hands to run through his dark hair.

"Y'know, for some time I thought you were like them. Mean, arrogant, self centered," Jae said. "But by the way I see you care for your team, I knew you were different. Hopefully that didn't sound weird."

"No, it doesn't," The younger said quietly, "thanks, though. I honestly don't know why I was friends with them for so long. All I did was get in trouble, risk my volleyball career, and get shit all day." He found himself admitting, bitterness lacing his words.

"Nobody deserves a person who makes them feel their priorities are stupid, Jeongguk," The older said gently. "But I get it. They had to have some good in them for you to hope they'd change, right?"

He was right. Terribly right, and finally, it took him so long to realize it.

Once upon a time, Kim Namjoon, Min Yoongi, and Park Jimin were the best people ever— they were his friends. His best friends. They spent every summer together at camps or at each other's houses, the only thing that mattered were hard video game levels and sports.

Girls weren't in the picture or partying or drinking. They were still too young, awkward, and growing up together. Jeongguk knew them all by the lines on the palms of their hand, by the way they smiled, and the faces they made when they were upset or happy.

He missed the nights they spent overnight in his backyard, staring at up at the sky, counting stars and making shadow puppets in the dark. He missed the times they swam all day until their skin wrinkled, or played video games until their hands went numb.

The dumb moments where they laughed until their stomach hurt, or the times they rode their bikes all over town. The evenings where they admitted their fears for the future, or crushes on girls before some of them found out dick was better.

But things changed when they got into high school. People grow up, priorities shifted, and sometimes, Jeongguk guessed they outgrow one another, and the people you once knew well become strangers.

What were playful jokes suddenly became personal insults and attacks. The things they all agreed on became huge disagreements. Secrets turned into broadcasts for the entire school.

He went from having them all to losing Namjoon and Yoongi. He even thought he had Jimin, but now, he was left with no one.

Until now.

"Bingo," Jeongguk swallowed, snapping himself out of his own thoughts. "They were good at one time, and I-I just— I don't know. I really don't get why people change for others sometimes."

"Me either," Jae hummed. "The universe does what it wants, and all we can do is let it happen and deal with what it throws at us. You have us to lean on, though, when shit gets rough."

"You deserve good things too, Jeon. Don't forget it."

"Yeah, I won't. I appreciate it, actually," Jeongguk nodded, trying to get used to the fact that there were better people out there, and those better people were them. Friends that cared. People that didn't tell him his dreams were pointless.

Maybe he did deserve this. Maybe he did deserve much better than he allowed himself to receive.

"Alright, ready to engage in Project Taegguk?" Jae clamped his hand onto his shoulder, pushing him in the direction of the animal kennel room.

"We're seriously still calling it that?" Jeongguk found himself chuckling as this weight seemed to alleviate from his chest.

"Love it, like it, accept it," Jae chuckled, and soon the two of them were in the kennels, getting the perfect dog for Jeongguk's favorite person.

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It was ready: all of Taehyung's favorite things combined into one big hangout.

Jeongguk was just waiting now in his pajamas, for Taehyung to comeback from the student council meeting. On the couch, he admired the way how everything turned out— the cool little galaxy light San found and bought, the pillow fort he built with Jae, the movies Yugyeom chose, and the table filled with activites Taehyung would adore.

This couldn't fail— it was practically fail proof with the fact Jeongguk had a sleeping Yeontan in his bedroom.

God, he could already imagine the giant, boxy smile on Taehyung's gentle features when he stopped by the door, staring in complete awe at how Jeongguk transformed the space with help of his new friends.

It would be the first time Taehyung had smiled in the past week, and Jeongguk wanted to be there the second it happened.

He put so much effort into this! They literallly smuggled a dog by security. Yugyeom and San were trying to distract the guard with their interpretive dancing skills, while Jae and Jeongguk practically sprinted in with Yeontan bundled behind his leather jacket.

He even bought Taehyung a new pair of printed pajams since he realized the older wasn't wearing them lately. Sure, Taehyung still looked great in sweatpants and plain shirts, but Jeongguk guessed a throwback wasn't that bad, right?

And if Taehyung said he wasn't pretty, Jeongguk would passive aggressively throw compliments at him!

He waited on the couch, staring down at the clock, fingers drumming on his thigh as seconds dwindled down. The exact moment he heard the keys outside, he turned on the galaxy light, watching as it played a purple, pink starry sky on the ceiling, and the LEDs that flickered a pretty purple.

Jeongguk scrambled to the front, waiting to shout 'surprise' at Taehyung when he finally came in. He held his breath, hoping this would do the trick, and the second he opened the door—

"Surprise bitch!"

He shouted, causing poor Specs to flinch the second he screamed at him. Right after, he noticed his Specs looked absolutely drained, his glasses askew on his nose, and uniform not proper, but he watched as he stopped to look around him, features easing.

"What's this for?" Taehyung asked softly, closing the door behind him as he stepped beneath the purple lights, eyes widening.

"You! I noticed you were bummed all week, so I decided to cheer you up, Specs!" Jeongguk declared, a proud smirk settling on his lips.

"Jeongguk, you didn't have to," Specs whispered softly, fighting a smile Jeongguk desperately wanted to see. Jeongguk stepped forward, grinning wide.

"I had to," He murmured. "Now, go shower. I got you everything you need in there, and when you're done, meet me at the fort!"

"What fort— oh my god, Jeongguk," Taehyung gasped, seeing the awesome pillow fort Jae and he spent hours trying to design. He smacked his chest, hand lingering on his heart for a little longer.

"You are too good for this world," He could see the older's features soften, and there, he saw the prettiest of rectangular smiles blossom on his lips.

Jeongguk's heart fluttered beneath his touch.

"Okay, I'll shower," Taehyung pulled away much to the tug of his chest wanting him to stay. He glanced around, still very much in awe as he called out all the things Jeongguk got for him.

Just seeing Taehyung happy and smiling again like the dork he was, was enough to satisfy him. This was worth it, and he knew it. All of it was worth it when it came to Kim Taehyung.

When Taehyung came out of the shower, he instantly squealed when he approached Jeongguk. He stared at him with this fondness, watching Specs gush over how cute the cactus pajamas were and spinning in circles, begging Jeongguk to look.

"God, you're too amazing," Taehyung let out a laugh, running over to him and throwing his arms around his neck. Jeongguk's arms came to his waist, making sure to leave a respectful distance as Taehyung pulled his head back to look at him.

"What did I do to deserve you?"

"Wait till I tell you what else I planned for us," He grinned, and at that, Taehyung pulled away from him, jumping from activity to activity like a kid high on sugar.

"Jeongguk! You got us face masks?!!" Specs nearly screamed, and soon Jeongguk felt his hand slipping into his, yanking him to the bathroom.

"Come on! Let me do your hair too!"

And he let him, of course.

The two of them stood in their shared bathroom, crammed together by the only sink with stupid and awfully ridiculous bright colored face masks on. The older was screeching about how adorable the clips San bought were, and he hopped onto the counter to get a better angle.

"Your hair is so long," Taehyung gushed, running his fingers gently through Jeongguk's hair. "And fluffy! It smells so good too. God, I can't believe you're letting me do this."

"Can I braid it? Oh my god! Can I put space buns!"

"Do whatever makes you happy," Jeongguk said, and for some reason, he saw Taehyung wobble on the counter and his hand shot over to steady him.

"Okay, well, maybe I'll do space buns. Your hair is long, but not that long, and if it fails I'll braid it," He continued, rambling about hairstyles as Jeongguk put both of his hands on his waist, now standing between his legs.

"Please don't make me regret this," Jeongguk said, gaze meeting Taehyung's while the older was busy tying his hair into little buns.

"Oh you won't! I'll make you pretty," Taehyung was smiling so hard, Jeongguk's own mouth ached. The older gently patted his cheeks.

"Well if you do this, let me do something with yours too, bun," Jeongguk snorted, and it took him a second to realize the nickname that slipped past his lips.

Taehyung froze, his hands coming to a stop in mid air. "Did you just call me bun?" He blinked.

"Y-yeah, I did," Jeongguk pressed his lips together, inwardly cursing himself for being stupid as his ears seemingly burst into flames.

"Was that too much?"

"Bun," Taehyung repeatedly softly and carried on fixing his hair, but Jeongguk wasn't stupid. He didn't miss the way a subtle blush spread over his cheeks, and he just knew a way to tease him.

"I can't believe you called me a piece of bread."

"W-what? No, that's not what I meant," He snorted, nearly choking on air, his hands squeezing Specs's tiny waist.

"Well if you get to call me cool nicknames, I'm gonna call you something," Taehyung said thoughtfully, his ankles brushing against the back of Jeongguk's legs. His breath hitched in his throat as his legs enclosed around him, pulling him closer.

"And what are you gonna call me, bun?" He teased, enjoying the way Taehyung's eyebrows furrowed and the blush on his cheeks reddened.

"I'm thinking. Let me think," Taehyung grumbled, reaching over and putting a butterfly clip on him. He watched the older focus on him, and suddenly a light seemed to go off in his head.

"Because I'm bun, you're toast!"

"Toast?" Jeongguk said, slightly confused. "Tae, I did not call you a piece of bread, dumdum."

"Okay, but hear me out. Toast and Bun? Doesn't it work! Because y'know, bun is bread, and bread is like raw toast," He explained.

"You did not call bread raw toast."

"I just did, toast," Taehyung winked, and terribly failed so it wasn't at all sexy, but to be honest, it was sexy in his cute little Specs way.

"Don't disrespect bread," Jeongguk grumbled, gently squeezing Taehyung's waist, evoking a giddy squeal from the older.

"Don't ruin it for me, bun."

"Fine!" Taehyung giggled, clipping yet another neon butterfly clip to his hair. Jeongguk snuck a glance at the mirror behind him, and honestly he looked gross but he wasn't going to tell Specs that.

"How about pumpkin?"

"What are you, a southern woman?" Jeongguk's nose crinkled. Taehyung rolled his eyes, scoffing.

"Sweetheart? Nut?"

"Do I look like a sperm to you?"

"What about Peach?" Taehyung suggested.

"Call me peach, and I will end you," Jeongguk tried to threaten, and it took Taehyung a second until he realized why peach was the worst name ever. The older giggled and tried again.

"Okay, um, berry? No, too fruity. Honey bear!" He shouted, causing Jeongguk to flinch. "No? Fine. Uh, how about lovebug! Honeybee! No— bunny!"

"Bunny?" The younger raised an eyebrow at him when Taehyung brushed aside his hair behind his ear. He nodded, reaching over and pinching his cheek.

"Bunny. I'm your bun, and you're my bunny. Wait, no I got it. Buttercup! Nugget!"

"Tae, you suck at nicknames," Jeongguk snorted, flicking his hip. "Leave it the professional, Specs."

"No, trust me, I got it now," Taehyung said, patting Jeongguk's shoulders when he decided he was done. The younger looked in the mirror and grimaced as the older hopped off the counter, laughing.

They switched. This time Jeongguk was sitting on the counter with Taehyung between his legs. But the older wasn't very nice where he put his hands. Holy fuck, his mind was short wiring by the way Taehyung gripped his thighs with his massive hands, holding him down on the counter.

What a fucking friendly gesture!

"I think you'd like this," Taehyung said, tilting his head up to meet Jeongguk's skeptical gaze. He tried to keep quiet, knowing he'd say something dumb with Tae handling him like this, so he nodded.

"Can I call you princess?"

Jeongguk swore the bottom in him jumped out.

"P-princess?" He stammered, trying to keep his face unbothered, but the blush in his ears seeped onto his face, setting his skin on fire.

"Yes, princess," Taehyung murmured deeply, and fuck Jeongguk wanted to cover his face. He rolled his eyes, trying to keep his 'top' demeanor, but it was hard when he and his best friends were pretty much switches.

"What? Don't like it, princess?" He was teasing him now. Jeongguk swallowed, trying to finish the braid he was doing while Taehyung playfully squeezed his thighs.

"I hate you, Specs," He said, though he hated the way his voice cracked a little. Taehyung chuckled deeply, winking at him, and this time not failing to erupt a whole bunch of butterflies in his tummy.

Jeongguk decided to end this before it got any worse.

He finished up Taehyung's little braids without any more talking and got off that counter before any serious accidents could occur. They washed their faces and made fun of one another before heading out to watch movies like Jeongguk promised.

"So, on the list, it suggests Me Before You," The younger glanced down at Yugyeom's shitty writing, trying to read the titles of movies.

"Oo I've heard about that movie," Taehyung said, getting comfortable on the couch. "We could watch Train to Busan! Or the entire Twilight series!"

"You wanna watch Twilight when a whole ass Harry Potter series exist?" Jeongguk asked in disbelief as he tossed the list back on the table after seeing it's a long list of cringey romantic comedies.

Oh, and there was a note: please fuck (; and seal the deal. Yugyeom you cheeky little bastard.

"Hunger Games could work. Divergent is okay," Tae said, shrugging. "I don't care. Play whatever. I'll like any movie you like!" At that, Jeongguk raised an eyebrow at him.

"We can watch Twilight," Jeongguk mumbled, and he knew Taehyung liked the series beforehand so of course he went with it. He played it on the tv, and when it was settled, he crashed on the couch beside Taehyung.

"Why are you sitting on the other side?" Taehyung asked moments before the movie started. Jeongguk glanced over at him, brows knitted.

"What do you mean?" He snorted, crossing his arms over his chest. Taehyung rolled his eyes and gestured at the five foot gap between them.

"Jeongguk, you can sit next to me."

"I know. I am," Jeongguk pursed his lips together, nodding along like this was normal. "I'm vibing, you're vibing. Vibing."

"Come here," Taehyung reached over, grabbed his wrist and tugged him over. Jeongguk whined, saying it was perfectly okay where he was and suddenly the two of them were sitting side by side on the center of the couch.

"Nice arm," The younger found himself saying, and to be honest, he didn't know why he was freaking out. This was supposed to be fun, but he guessed the bathroom was still freaking him out.

"Imagine having nice arms. Can't relate."

"You have arms, Gguk," Taehyung snorted.

"Nice legs. Cool legs. Wish I had legs."

"You have legs— you know what, shut up and watch this movie next to me," The older teasingly nudged his shoulder, rolling his eyes, but Jeongguk couldn't miss the little smile dancing on his lips.

It was like Jeongguk couldn't focus on anything else but Taehyung's body pressing against his. Like, sure, the whole point of this was to hang out like the best friends they were, but Jeongguk's inner teenager simply wasn't having it.

There was a good reason he didn't like touching Specs or letting his guard down him unless he wanted to start thinking with his sex deprived dick.

And he did not want to think with his dick— he made that very, very, very clear, especially around his best friend.

Maybe he should have taken Taehyung's advice to fuck somebody before this, but he couldn't bring himself to do that. There was also another reason he refused to have sex with other people mostly 'cause he didn't want to fuck up.

By fuck up, he didn't want to moan Taehyung's name.

It was wrong, and Taehyung would never do that, and the two of them agreed to be just friends. He didn't even want Taehyung like that anymore, but of course, Jeongguk's inner teenager refused to do so.

Everything was going smoothly, until tonight, and suddenly Taehyung was gripping his thigh in the bathroom! Great! Well, he guessed he could push through and try hard to keep it in mind that they were just friends to make it to the end.

They were friends and nothing else. Everything else shouldn't bother him because that was the truth.

"Bella has like no emotions," Taehyung said into the second Twilight movie.

"Love Kristen Stewart, but like, this girl has the emotional IQ of a fish."

"Okay, we get it, you love Edward, but don't let him be your entire personality!" He waved his hands angrily at the tv, and to be honest, Jeongguk found it really cute. Cute in a friendly way.

"Who's your favorite Twilight character?" Jeongguk asked, glancing over at Specs who seemed totally invested into this movie.

"I like Alice, to be honest. I thought her pixie cut was the cutest back in middle school," Taehyung said after some thought. "But I guess I also like Carlise, too. Chill guy."

"I'm more of a Team Jacob person," The younger murmured, earning a jab to the stomach by Specs.

"'Course you are," He teased, but before he could say anything else, Jeongguk tickled his side to get him back. "Jeon Jeongguk, you did not."

"Indeed, Kim Taehyung, I just did that," Jeongguk grinned, turning to face him. Taehyung raised an eyebrow at him, silently challenging him with the smirk on his lips.

He reached over and tickled Jeongguk's side, making the younger jump. Taehyung stared up him, features contorted with laughter and happiness enough to make Jeongguk's heart swell in his chest.

Happy looked beautiful on Specs.

"Is that a challenge?" He asked, catching Taehyung off guard and tickling both of his sides, the older writhing underneath his touch.

The older let out a choked out 'yes' in between his laughing fits, and from there, it was chaos.

Jeongguk tickled him, wrestled him, wanting to be the one to win whatever this was. Their laughters intertwined into one, the movie fading into the back ground as Taehyung's happiness filled his ears with a melody better than any song or noise in this world.

He couldn't see from smiling so hard, his lips ached, and his lungs were squeezing from a lack of oxygen. All he knew was that in between the mess, he ended up on top of Taehyung, his hands trying to get his sides, while Taehyung was pushing at his chest.

And somehow along those lines, their laughter died, and Taehyung looked up at him, hands stilling on his chest and their legs still tangled together.

"Hi there," Taehyung murmured softly.

"Hi Specs," Jeongguk replied.

God, he looked absolutely ridiculous with the two braids in his fading blue hair, but for some reason, Jeongguk didn't seem to care. Even with dumb clips, he was still... perfect.

"Thank you," He murmured as Jeongguk bent his arms on either side of him, their bodies impossibly close now that they were lying on top of one another.

"For what?" Jeongguk asked breathlessly, staring down at the boy beneath him like he was the only thing that seemed to matter in that moment because Taehyung was his moment.

He always found himself at ease, and every thing,
every single worry, and all the little details that irk him seem to melt away. Taehyung was like a breath of fresh air after drowning for years, and at the same time, he was the one to pull him out and show him all the things he was missing.

God, he wanted to trace smile and the creases on his cheeks when that rectangular grin appeared. Wanted to hear his laughter on repeat and feel his heart race in his chest over and over again.

Wow. This was really fucking hard.

"For cheering me up. You didn't have to do that," Taehyung said softly, the corner of his lip edging into a crooked smile, breaking him out of his thoughts.

"Well I missed your smile," Jeongguk admitted without much thought, seeing the way Taehyung's features eased on his face.

"And there's only one sad bitch allowed."

"I hate you," Taehyung rolled his eyes, smacking his chest.

"No you don't," The younger snorted. "You love me."

"In your dreams," He teased, and just before he could say something else, Taehyung's features paled. The younger raised an eyebrow at him, about to ask what's wrong until—

"Don't move," Taehyung whispered, his hands flying to his biceps, gripping at them tight. "Please, I'm asking you not to move."

"Why not— oh," Jeongguk realized what he meant when he accidentally shifted. He swallowed thickly, glancing down between them to see that both of their dicks were pressed together, rubbing through the fabrics of their pajamas.

And if Jeongguk moved, he was kinda accidentally grinding on him. Yikes.

Taehyung was biting down hard on his lip, fingers digging into his biceps. "If you're gonna move, be fast."

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean for this to happen," The younger chuckled uneasily, trying to move again, but internally winced when the friction between their dicks made Taehyung inhale sharp.

"You are grinding on me," Taehyung's eyes fluttered shut. "Are you aware of that?"

"Yes I'm painfully aware our dicks are touching," Jeongguk said through gritted teeth, trying to think of a way to do this without making it weird.

"Fuck, I'm sorry. This was an accident!"

"You didn't know," Taehyung whispered lowly, his words hoarse as he tried not to move below him.

"Can you like, roll over the couch without pressing your dick into mine?"

"I can try but," Jeongguk quickly apologized when he moved wrong, their pelvises pressing against one another's. Taehyung bit down on his lip, muffling a groan Jeongguk did not miss at all. 

"Jeongguk, just move your hips ah— fuck don't do that!" Taehyung grumbled, nearly groaning when their dicks brushed against one another once more.

"Well our dicks are bound to touch anyways!"

"So? Don't make them touch if you don't want this to be weirder than it already is!"

"How? They're like together?!" Jeongguk nearly shouted. "Okay, if I roll over, they gotta touch for like a second. Can you handle that?" Taehyung nodded.

"Alright. We got this. I'm rolling now, off your dick, and onto the floor!"

"I don't need the commentary when I can feel it!" Taehyung grumbled. Jeongguk swore his face was on fire— best friends didn't accidentally grind in one another!

Jeongguk gathered all the fucking courage he could, and when he did roll over and landed on the ground, both of them groaned for totally different reasons.

Neither one of them said a thing, the only sound being their heavy breathing. Jeongguk swallowed, rolling onto his back as he stared at the ceiling. This was pretty fucking awkward.

"So, you wanna meet in the fort while I go get this next thing?" Jeongguk cleared his throat after willing his mind to be turned off by picturing chairs and shit like Edward Cullen's glittery skin.

"Sounds good to me," Taehyung said, and with that, he turned off the tv and the two of them scrambled away from one another.

Jeongguk didn't totally go into his room until he made sure Taehyung was in the pillow fort before he went to go grab Yeontan. The little guy was sniffing around his volleyball bag, and he hoped he didn't pee on it when he scooped the ball of fur up.

When he went back into the room, the lights were off except for the little fairy lights glowing inside the fort sheets. Jeongguk inhaled slowly, trying to calm himself before he crouched down and entered in like nothing happened.

"Jeongguk, I found this cool comic— Yeontan?" The older was sitting up, holding a pillow as he seemed to be on his phone. But the second he saw the dog in Jeongguk's arms, he dropped everything.

"You did not just get me Yeontan," Taehyung said, almost whisper shouting as Jeongguk joined his side. The younger nodded, handing the puppy to him.

"This has to be some fricking fever dream."

"I got him for you," Jeongguk chuckled, glad that nothing was awkward between them when Specs gently petted the puppy in his lap.

"How are we gonna take care of him?" The older asked, running his fingers through the dog's coat. He was already nuzzling up against his lap, probably tired since it was almost midnight.

"We'll figure it out," He shrugged. "But I heard the last time how they were gonna start putting dogs down, so I had to get him for you. You two are like meant for one another."

"Jeongguk, you really didn't have to," Taehyung whispered, glancing up at him. "You seriously didn't have to oh my god."

"I told you, Specs, I got you. Now c'mon, let's read some of your favorite comics, alright?" Jeongguk said, closing the flap to the fort while Taehyung got comfortable lying down with Yeontan beside him.

"You know I owe you for this right," Taehyung said softly when Jeongguk joined him on the ground and turned to his side, facing him.

"No you don't," The younger rolled his eyes. "I won't let you feel like you owe me anything. I just want you to feel better, Specs."

"God, you're too nice," He chuckled, grabbing his phone and searching for the comic he wanted to show Jeongguk.

"Ever heard of BJ Alex?"

And it went like that for a couple of hours— he lost track of time, reading all different kinds of comics with Taehyung's body next to him. Yeontan was between them for some time, but the dog didn't like how hot it was so he got up and left the fort.

Neither of them cared though.

They sat there, fingers occasionally bumping into one another, reading their favorite comics in silence. They took the hair things out a bit ago, for Jeongguk kept complaining about his scalp aching.

Jeongguk's eyes were drooping by the time it hit three in the morning. He set his phone on his side, rubbing his face as he tried to force himself to stay awake. He glanced over at Taehyung, who had put his phone down ages ago.

"Specs? You awake?" His voice was rough around the edges. He scooted closer, trying to see if the older was up, but before he could do anything else, Specs threw an arm over him and pulled him close.

"M'awake. Bit sleepy," Taehyung yawned, words so soft Jeongguk struggled to hear him. "Can I cuddle you?" He asked, but he was already doing it so he guessed it didn't matter what he thought.

"You had fun tonight?" Jeongguk murmured, feeling the older press up against him, their legs tangled together. Taehyung nodded, burying his face in the crook of Jeongguk's neck.

"I had a lot of fun," He whispered against his skin, hot breath leaving goosebumps in its wake. "Lots of it. With you."

"M'glad," The younger nodded, struggling to stay awake. He wasn't so sure if he was delirious, or his body was too exhausted, but he swore he felt the older's hand on his waist slip down his side.

It could have been the need for sleep making him imagine things. Jeongguk leaned forward, pressing their bodies closer as Taehyung's warm palm slipped beneath his white shirt, caressing his skin. It didn't stop there, his hand removing from his shirt and slipping down the outside of his thigh.

"You okay, Jeongguk?" Taehyung mumbled against his neck. The younger nodded, suddenly his senses on fire, too hyper aware of what was going on, but he still tried to fool himsef into believing it was all in his head.

"I'm okay, hyung," Jeongguk's breath hitched when the older's hand traced down his thigh and slipped between his legs. He ran the flat of his palm between his thighs, dangerously close to his cock.

"Hyung? That's new," He felt his lips quirk into a smile against the searing heat burning his neck. He exhaled unevenly, feeling the older grip playfully at his thigh, sending hot chills up his spine.

"Call me hyung again," Taehyung nipped the side of his neck with his teeth, making Jeongguk shiver beneath him.

His arms snaked around the older's neck, holding him close to him, the sleep making the want he tried so hard to supress emerge. Maybe it was because his guard was down, and so was Taehyung's, but neither of them cared because this— this was what they wanted. 

He squeezed his legs together, trapping Taehyung's hand between his thighs. Taehyung chuckled deeply, freeing his hand and pulling Jeongguk's leg over so it was secure between his legs. Taehyung's hand ran up the expanse of his thigh, hand stopping on his ass.

"Hyung," Jeongguk mewled, pressing his head to the side of Taehyung's, feeling the older grab at his ass, squeezing it before feeling back down his inner thigh.

"Please, hyung."

Suddenly Taehyung was pressing sleepy kisses down Jeongguk's neck, tongue dragging a lazy stripe down the ball of his adam's apple. Jeongguk gasped, his hands finding their way to Taehyung's hair, fingers disappearing beneath his blue locks.

Fuck, his cock was slightly throbbing, slowly growing hard with every one of Taehyung's leisurely touches. He gasped, feeling Taehyung suck on the side of his neck, the knuckles of his fingers brushing against the bottom of his balls.

"Want me to stop?" Taehyung asked, words slurred with exhaustion. Jeongguk shook his head, willing his eyes closed.

"Say what you want out loud, princess."

"Please. I want it," Jeongguk swore this was some sort of dream he was living out, but here he was, rutting his hips against Taehyung's thigh, weakly, desperately for any sort of friction.

Taehyung continued trailing effortless kisses down the plane of his neck, making Jeongguk mewl his name as he left behind a little hickey. He nearly moaned, feeling Taehyung squeeze the high inner wall of his thigh, hand brushing against his dick.

Fuck, it was boiling hot, sweat pooling behind his fringe. Jeongguk thrusted against him, humping shamefully against Taehyung's thigh, wanting him in this state of brutally honest want and need.

He felt Taehyung shift, hand gone and thigh pulled away from him much to his own desperation. He lifted his hips, searching for any way to provide his dick some sort of pleasure, but Taehyung wasn't letting him have it.

The older chuckled deeply into his ear, making the blush in his features deepen, burn all the nerves om his cheeks. Taehyung carefully slid on top of him, arms on either side, trapping him below him. His knee was between his thighs, the edge pressing faintly against his cock.

"Jeongguk," He whispered, staring down at him, his free hand reaching up and brushing aside the hair covering his eyes. Jeongguk swallowed, his hands flying to Taehyung's hips, holding him in place.

"I want you," Jeongguk mouthed, the truth falling out of his lips, brutally uncensored. He ran his hands down his ass, his favorite ass, squeezing at the fat that filled up his palms.

"Always have."

"I do—," Before Taehyung could finish, the fort around them collapsed.

Yeontan barked at the mess of sheets and lights, and it took forever for them to quiet the dog down before their neighbors awake and untangle themselves from the mess. Jeongguk and Taehyung chuckled once the chaos settled down, the two of them lying down a good distance away from one another.

The fort acted like a pile blankets, covering them. They were too exhausted to pick up where they left off, to deal with their little issue on hand.

"You like it when I call you princess, hm?" Specs teased, nudging his ankle, but before Jeongguk could reply, the older was already asleep.

And for some reason, as he lied there, staring at the older's sleep-slacked features, Jeongguk got the idea that neither one of them was going to speak about this.

It was probably going to be forgotten in the morning.

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i'm not gonna give them
to you this easily, hehe (;