Taehyungs POV

What the hell? How in the hell am I supposed to answer to that? "Yes I am." I said. "That's to bad because your ass is looking great in those jeans of yours." Jungkook said with a smirk finding a way on his lips. I blushed totally astonished of his words.

"W-what?" I muster out. Wait did I just stutter? I ask myself. Embarrassed I sat down on my bed. "I said its to bad because your ass looks go-," "I heard what you said and I think your sick."

I noticed Jungkooks smirk slowly fading away, and felt my lips turning up. My turn bitch.

But about 5 seconds later Jungkook began to smirk again which absolutely confused me. Why the hell is he smirking?

"That's what you think now Taehyung. You know how you fuck your girlfriend? Well just you wait Taehyung, because I'll be fucking you and you'll forget about your little girlfriend. You'll be screaming my name!" Jungkook said smirking.

I gasped out loud." How d-do you k-know I h-have a girlfriend?!" I ask

"You called me sick so I'm guessing your straight. But not for long baby. Not for long." And Jungkook left the room.

"What the hell just happened?" I muttered to myself as I  pondered for a few minutes. But I was still confused. I ran a hand through my hair. It kinda felt greasy. So I got up got a pair of sweats and a red t-shirt from my closet and headed to the bathroom that was on the other side of the hallway.

I undressed to my boxers and turned on the water to the temperature I liked as I waited for the water to heat up I sat on the toilet seat and thought back to what just happened. I shivered at the thought of me being gay. I mean I don't have a problem with gays but me being gay is just no. I have been straight for years and in my opinion, there was no turning back.

The water should be warm enough now. I went to the door and checked if it was locked, because I didn't need him jumping in and trying to fuck my asshole against the tiled wall.

I shivered at the thought of me being fucked, because if anything I would be the one fucking. Not him. Nuh uh. I took off my boxers and jumped in the shower and I let the warm water cascade down my body. Once I thought my hair was wet enough I grabbed the shampoo and massaged it into my hair, when I was done with that I rinsed all the soap out of my hair and began to wash my body.

When my body was soapy white I rinsed it all off. For the remaining minutes of my shower I let the water run against my body as I laud my head against the tiled wall. I closed my eyes and breathed in. Time to get out I guess.

I got out and wrapped a towel over my waist sitting on the toilet seat. I ran my hand through my hair and then laid my head against the wall. What's going to happen during dinner? Is he going to have to sit by me?! My god what happens if he starts touching me?! I guess we'll just have to wait and see huh?

I sat up and dropped my towel on the bathroom floor getting into my boxers and then my sweats. Shit. Their low waisted sweats I grabbed. Dammit. I swear if he touches me. I grabbed my shirt and put it over my torso. I looked in the mirror running a hand through my hair a couple times, before unlocking the bathroom door, grabbed my dirty clothes including my towel and went into my bedroom to tossed em in the dirty clothes bin.

I went downstairs to smell delicious food. My favorite food in fact. Lasagna.

Mmmmm. I walked into the kitchen to find Jungkooks mother and my mother laughing over something and drinking red wine.

"Weres dinner?" I asked rubbing my tummy that growled after I asked the question." In the oven Mr. Impatient. Only 3 more minutes. Weres Jungkook?" My mom giggled. I shrugged in response.

"I got it hun. Jungkook! Come in the kitchen please!" Jungkooks mother yelled out into the house. A few seconds later a tired looking Jungkook came in. He itched his head. And he looked hot doing it. Wait what?! Did I just say he looked hot itching his damn head?

"Will you boys set the table for us?" My mother asks as she takes a sip of her wine. I nod and grab plates while Jungkook just stands there. I point to a drawer by the sink." Forks are in there." He nods and grabs four forks.

We go into the dining room and start setting the table. I bit my lower lip as I set my last plate on the table when, all of a sudden I felt hands on my waist pulling me against a hard warm chest. I gasped at the contact.

I felt light breathing on my neck making me breathe in." You think you can just do that without me doing anything about it? Take that lip out of between your teeth before I lose control and fuck you right here on the dining table." Jungkook growled into my ear. I whimpered.

I did as I was told, but Jungkook wouldn't let go. After about 30 seconds I found myself leaning against him. So warm. So comfortable. So safe. Wait. Why the hell am I leaning against him? I ponder as I push my way out of his grip.

2 seconds later I see my mom coming in with the lasagna. I sigh in relief as she never saw anything. I sit down and wait for the others to do so as well. I ignore Jungkooks heavy stare at me as I place a square of lasagna on my plate. I began to dig in immediately. The others do the same except for Jungkook. He hesitated for a few seconds before digging in to.

What's going to happen tonight when I have to be alone with him for hours on end???

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