The couple's bedtime routine usually ended with their light snores in bed together. With snuggling of course. That was a must. Sometimes- most of the time Jeongguk was the bigger spoon and on occasion, Taehyung would take that role with the added leg slung around Jeongguk's waist.

On this particular night though, both their minds were elsewhere.

Jeongguk rested his back against the headboard sitting in an upright position as a couple of work-related folders and papers scattered his blanketed lap, taking up his full attention. It was the common 'adult' situation where work became their top priority and sacrificing a little sleep to complete that work was basically nothing. And Jeongguk really, really portrayed that whole classic 'working man in his twenties' look well with the still-wet-after-shower hair falling over his head, glasses perched lowly on the bridge of his nose added with all the lower-lip biting he'd been doing as he concentrated.

Meanwhile Taehyung had his back turned towards Jeongguk, laying on his side as he tried oh-so-desperately to fall asleep. The tiredness was there but no trace of sleepiness filled him even a little. He was restless. It annoyed Taehyung that carrying out a basic activity such as sleeping was so damn difficult for someone like him.

After trying for another two minutes and failing to achieve that state of peace and unconsciousness, Taehyung sat up on his side of the bed. His eyes then drifted over to the person next to him. Jeongguk was still focused on the work he had to do, not realizing the gaze fixed over him. 

"Jeongguk." 

The said man hummed in acknowledgement to the other calling him but still continued on with his work. Taehyung subtly sighed, feeling the tinniest bit triggered by Jeongguk not giving him his attention right away. It was weird... this bugged him more than it should have.

"Jeongguk." He called louder this time.

Once again, he didn't spare Taehyung a glance. "I'm sorry, do you want me to turn off the lights?" Jeongguk offered instead.

Taehyung's brows drew together and his lips were set in an obvious frown. But of course it wasn't obvious to Jeongguk because he was busy looking at the papers in his hands with such intensity. What were on those papers? Taehyung wondered and selfishly declared within himself that the only scenario in which Jeongguk had to stare at something should be at a picture of him. And Taehyung checked as he craned his neck to get a view of the papers. The only thing on there were numbers. Just numbers going for miles on end. 

Rationally speaking, he shouldn't be petty like this and disturb Jeongguk. 

Yeah, just leave the poor man alone and go to sleep...

And for a split second, Taehyung considered to lay back down and pray for sleep to devour him. That was the best thing to do but sometimes the 'best thing' wasn't always fun option. No, the fun option here was for him to-

"Jeongguk."

Another hum.

"Let's do it."

Immediately, Jeongguk's head whipped to the side to look at Taehyung. Well... mission accomplished then. His dark eyes bored into Taehyung's for a moment.

"What did you say?"

Taehyung was nibbling on his bottom lip, looking all casual. "Let's have sex. I can't fall asleep."

As soon as he said that, Jeongguk chuckled with a smile on his face. "So us having sex is the solution to your sleeping problem then?" He sighed with a playful gleam in his eyes. "What ever happened to a simple glass of warm milk?"

"Are you saying no?"

Jeongguk's smile dropped. "You're actually serious?"

Taehyung nodded, getting on his knees. Upon moving closer to Jeongguk, one of his hands landed over his thigh next to some of the papers, stroking it in a suggestive manner. Even with the blanket shielding his skin from Taehyung's actual hand, the warm touch was enough to spike up the alertness inside Jeongguk of what was happening right now. The hand stroking him then moved up to his chest.

"Hey wait..." He requested but Taehyung had already climbed on top of him, purposely pushing the papers off his lap so they now scattered the ground on the side of the bed. Both their eyes scanned over the mess on the floor and then simultaneously found each other again.

Jeongguk's wide eyes took in his boyfriend's expression; hooded eyes, curly bed-hair framing his face in all its lusciousness with those pink plump lips parted with what he was about to say. "Oops..." He pouted, looking too innocent for someone currently straddling another person. 

"I'm sorry. I'll pick them up." He said and actually started moving to get off Jeongguk but a hand closed around his wrist, stopping him from going anywhere. He looked at Jeongguk who had his eyes narrowed.

"You did that on purpose."

A smirk presented itself over Taehyung's face as his free hand extended forward. He watched intently as each brush of his fingers over Jeongguk's face visibly relaxed him. "Are you mad?" He deeply husked. Taehyung's fingers briefly smoothed over Jeongguk's lips and he felt the grip around his wrist tighten.

"If you are then you really shouldn't hold it in." He added before leaning forward. Taehyung's breath soon fanned over Jeongguk's ear. "You of all people know that you shouldn't keep your anger pent up inside."

He felt a hand slid up into the curls at the back of his head. Taehyung's head was pulled back and in the next second, he was face to face with a serious-looking Jeongguk. There was this distinct display of confliction swimming within Jeongguk's eyes, like it was getting harder and harder to ignore the obvious change in Taehyung's personality. Yeah, the sex these past few days were phenomenal and all but at what costs was all this responsibility-free fun bargained at to them?

"Taehyung-" Jeongguk murmured.

"No." Taehyung hushed quickly, letting his eyes momentarily close. His long lashes hugged his cheeks softly before his honey-colored orbs presented themselves again. Only now, they weren't as bright as they were a second ago. "Not Taehyung..." If it was even possible, his tone got deeper.

His lips grazed Jeongguk's jaw first before sliding up his cheek as he thoroughly inhaled loving the smell of the delightful bath soap the other always used- what was it again? The scent was very meticulous, its contents being vanilla bean, whipped cream and sugar cookies. The sound of that was delicious- so delicious that Taehyung had the urge to lick every inch of Jeongguk's skin. 

"I thought I was your darling..." He continued with thought-out intentions. "Wasn't that what you called me whenever you fucked-"

A hand straight away landed over his mouth, stopping him from finishing that sentence. Was it bad that Taehyung enjoyed every bit of this; saying something this dirty, being the cause to Jeongguk looking all flustered like that- he waited for that guilty conscious to appear and tell him to stop but it never came. 

Jeongguk kept both his hands occupied, one still holding Taehyung's wrist and the other firmly planted over his mouth. After swallowing thickly, he spoke out. "You're right. I do call you that," Hesitance flashed past his glittery eyes as if what he was about to say was serious and not part of their flirting.

"But right now, I'm calling Taehyung. My Taehyung."

And Taehyung did hear this, very clearly. That carnal desire within him faded away and for a moment, he was starting to see what he was truly becoming- this completely different person. It was scary but the thought of going back to who he was scared him even more. So just like that, Taehyung suppressed every thought and doubt down to be locked inside a room in his heart. A room never to open again.

He raised a hand to take Jeongguk's off his mouth. Taehyung spent a few seconds to stare at the man before him. That feeling returned to him... the happiness he could have if he left the old him, if he stopped caring about the trivial things in life, if he just let go. So... 

"You called me..." He whispered, leaning closer to Jeongguk so that their lips were millimeters apart. Taehyung's hand cupped his cheek delicately as their eyes strongly gazed into each other. 

"...and I'm here..." 

Taehyung just couldn't stop. He couldn't see the wrong in all this. Wasn't this what the world wanted? The him who was laidback and didn't worry about every little thing. Wasn't this the version of him everyone favored more? He wasn't going to be pathetic anymore- he wasn't going to be weak anymore. 

A smile spread across his lips.

"...I'm exactly who you want me to be."