[Summary] 🔞

Jeon Jungkook is in love with his best friend. Every time he sees Yoongi his heart instantly warms like an oven, his chest feels all nice and cozy, he gets a tingling sensation and his smile feels like it's superglued onto his face. Every time he steps into the room, he can't help but feel it. Can't help but feel his heart melt for him. To feel happy.

But then Kim Taehyung comes into Yoongi's life. Cue heartbreak and regret.

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Jeon Jungkook, twenty years old but very much still a baby at heart and experience.

For years and years, Jungkook has been in love with his best friend, Min Yoongi. He couldn't even bring himself to date anyone else because of his poor heart being saved for loving Yoongi. Many people have flirted with Yoongi or wanted to be with him, but Jungkook knows that Yoongi tries his best to keep all of that information away from him. Yoongi treats Jungkook like he's a baby. Like a younger brother who mustn't see a thing.

His secret love for his best friend has that downfall; they're just friends.

Jungkook also has many people after him or wanting him. Ever since high school, it had been such a problem for him, but he never once even glanced at anyone else. Well, except maybe one time, but after that one time, he realized that he was so terribly in love with his best friend that he decided to not even try to like anybody else again. And so, he's caught in a one-sided love with his best friend.

He and Yoongi are both introverted, they both love music, both went to high school together and had been friends since middle school. There are so many things that Jungkook can love about Yoongi. The way he bites his nails when he's nervous or flustered. The exaggerated expressions he makes always make him look so much cuter in a way. And being cute, that's also a thing. Yoongi is so cute and so soft with his pale skin that has pink splotches all over it. His pink pouty lips and long, pretty eyelashes.

Yoongi loves music. He doesn't go to school for it like Jungkook goes to school for filmmaking, but Yoongi does know quite a lot about music. His knowledge about such things makes it so fun for Jungkook to sit and enjoy random conversation all the time. Like when Yoongi hears good music on the radio or somewhere else, he never fails to explain to Jungkook about how amazing it is and explain in such great detail about why the music is blowing his mind so much.

He's also a very comforting human to be around. When he and Jungkook first met, he was very quiet and not so open about his feelings. But then he started going to therapy for some reason. A reason that he never would explain, even if Jungkook was becoming his best friend. Jungkook respected him and didn't ever question him, but Jungkook still knew that he wanted to hug and hold Yoongi forever. After he chose therapy, he had become a lot more open with his feelings, though. And it made Jungkook want to be better.

Even though he's introverted, Jungkook tries his best to hang out with Yoongi as much as he can. He never wants Yoongi to feel lonely. Never wants to leave him alone or make him feel like he's alone. It may go against both of their comfort zones, but at least neither of them ever feel too secluded because of it.

They always have each other.

It's normal for Jungkook to just walk into Yoongi's place like it's his own because of this wanting to be near Yoongi all the time. He basically lives there. He even sleeps in the little spare bedroom sometimes, and sometimes he just forces cuddles with Yoongi. Jungkook loves the cuddling, whether Yoongi denies them or not, he always ends up getting his way.

And when Jungkook got his acceptance letter to the university he wanted to go to, he walked right into Yoongi's apartment, barging in with that big smile on his face that makes him look younger than he is. He spotted Yoongi in his normal spot on his couch and held up the letter with the smile growing even bigger.

Yoongi looked confused as hell, but his eyes eventually widened at the paper and his pretty gummy smile appeared on his face as he looked back up at Jungkook. "Congratulations, Kook-ah." Is what Yoongi offered him. Jungkook wanted so badly for him to hug him, to ruffle his hair or even give him a kiss.

They're friends.

He accepts the congratulations with joy and plops down next to Yoongi.

And two weeks later, when Jungkook was struggling with signing up for university shit that he had no clue about, he decided to walk right into Yoongi's apartment once again and try to ask for some advice.

It was a November day, towards the end of the month. Jungkook remembers it so well. Remembers how Yoongi had gotten a temporary job at a Christmas ornament pop-up shop that month. And he had remembered Yoongi's schedule, so he knew that Yoongi wasn't at work. Knew he was home.

God, was he home.

Jungkook walked in like usual. He's mostly a quiet person, so he doesn't blame Yoongi for not hearing him when he walked in. But Jungkook's heart wasn't prepared for what he had seen on that November day.

He wasn't prepared to see Yoongi straddling someone on his couch. Wasn't prepared to see that it was a man. A male. And Yoongi had his hands in his hair, had his lips locked with his and their tongues were sticking into each other's mouths. Yoongi looked so into it. He looked so perfect even when kissing someone that wasn't Jungkook, or kissing someone who wasn't even a woman.

Jungkook's first thought was: What?

First of all, he had no clue that his best friend liked men. That was the first thing that caught his eye. He was kissing a man. A man with black hair, fluffy and curly, and very messy— from Yoongi's hands pulling at it probably.

Second thing that he noticed was the man's hands on Yoongi's ass. And Yoongi was letting all of this happen. He was the one who was on top of the man. He was making noises of acceptance. Noises of want. Third thing that Jungkook noticed was that he had no fucking clue who the hell this man was. He had never seen him. Ever. Does Yoongi know him?

Fourth thing that Jungkook noticed was the way that his heart stopped beating. He had stopped breathing as well. And so once he noticed this, he inhaled deeply, causing himself to choke on his own saliva. As he started choking, the fifth thing he noticed was the absolute fear on Yoongi's face as he backed out of the kiss with the man and looked up at the sound of Jungkook choking to death.

Last but not least, Jungkook noticed how painfully his heart cracked into pieces.

It shattered. Broke.

"Kook-ah.." Yoongi nearly jumped off of the confused man with the curly fluffy hair. The man looked absolutely stunning. Jungkook's heart dropped inside of his chest. This guy had the most perfect face he's ever seen. His brown eyes were stunning. His expression was soft yet sexy, now with confusion mixing in with it. He had the most pretty caramel-chocolatey skin— and Jungkook instantly had mixed emotions.

Yoongi deserves this god of a man. He deserves to have the best of the best.

But Yoongi deserves me..

Jungkook's mind was so busy being fucked that he hadn't even realized that Yoongi was talking to him. "Why are you here?" He had asked first as he wiped his lips. Then he fixed his hair, shaking nervously as he did so. "T-This is Taehyung." He pointed at the man who was still confused as he sunk into the couch. Jungkook stared dreadfully at him.

Taehyung.

"Taehyung." Jungkook repeated. His eyes were wide open and his heart was suddenly pounding unlike it was earlier. And he suddenly couldn't stop breathing in and out sharply. "Nice to meet you.." His voice cracked as Taehyung raised his hand to wave awkwardly, Jungkook flinching as a sudden hand was on his shoulder. He looked to his left, seeing Yoongi standing next to him, massaging his shoulder to put him at ease.

Yoongi's lips were dark pink and swollen. His cheeks and nose were tinted pink as well. Jungkook wanted to cry then and there.

"Kook.."

Jungkook blinked once, twice, three times. He was more focused on keeping in his tears rather than noticing how panicked Yoongi was as he just stood there. He knew that one day Yoongi would find someone. Jungkook knew that Yoongi would never want him. But the truth suddenly hit him now. And Jungkook always thought that he had no chance because Yoongi didn't like men. It was a lie.

"I.." He reached for Yoongi's hand on his shoulder and he pulled it off, the skin contact burning like fire rather than feeling like a nice, cozy warmth as it usually does. He was burned by the touch. He should've never fallen in love with Yoongi. Or he at least should've told Yoongi that he loved him before this.

Jungkook cursed to himself. Regret built in all over his body like a ton of bricks. He should've told Yoongi that he loved him. There's no way Yoongi is going to leave this man sitting on his couch. Just looking at him: he's perfect. And Yoongi is perfect. They're perfect for each other. Jungkook isn't perfect.

"I was just going to ask for help." He finally managed to mumble his words as he looked down at Yoongi. The smaller looked scared. He looked like he was breaking, just like Jungkook was, but for different reasons. "I'll leave. I can just text you later or.. yeah.."

With that, Jungkook took one last look at Taehyung, with his stupid perfect face and perfect jawline and sexy, perfect body proportions. Then he looked at Yoongi. Yoongi looked like he wanted to say something, but was given no chance to because Jungkook turned and left too quickly, pulling his hoodie on to cover his stinging cold tears on the way to his own apartment.

-

To say that Jungkook was confused and heartbroken would be an understatement. He laid in bed with his phone turned off and his apartment door locked for about three days straight. Instead of going to see Yoongi like usual, he stayed in his room and played video games, shooting and killing everything in sight to obtain some sort of stress relief. It didn't work well because he instead got worried of Yoongi feeling lonely again. He knew that Taehyung was probably there with him, right? Or was he just a hookup? Nah. No way. Yoongi most likely wouldn't do that. Maybe.

Either way, Jungkook somehow ended up turning his phone back on. Twenty-one missed calls and fourty-seven text messages from Yoongi. He also had seven texts from Seokjin, his brother. Jungkook started to feel bad as he stared at his phone on the fourth day.

-yoongi hyung
jungkook?

kook can you come back??

honestly you weren't supposed to see that.. i didn't know you were coming

i'm gay

i'm sorry

please don't hate me

Jungkook's heart clenched in his chest. If Yoongi hadn't told him him sexuality yet, then it was most likely because he wasn't ready to. But Jungkook fucking walked in on him kissing a man and basically outed him raw and unwanted. Jungkook felt bad for it, but he couldn't help but understand it all so well. To understand having to come out to someone. He went through the same with with his parents and brother, but Yoongi didn't even get a chance to do it as he wanted.

Jungkook messed it up.

Without even thinking, Jungkook pressed the call button on Yoongi's contact. He already felt like crying again as he heard the ringing. And when the ringing stopped and sound came from his phone, he froze up again.

"Kook-ah." Yoongi's voice was panicked again and Jungkook never wanted that. He never wanted Yoongi to feel like this. "Jungkook I'm sorry. It wasn't supposed to go like that. I- I didn't know you were gonna—"

"Hyung." Jungkook finally spoke, cutting him off. Yoongi's voice halted at the sound of Jungkook speaking. "Don't be scared." Jungkook said. He was shaking as he tried to calm Yoongi down. It kind of clashed too much because his voice was also shaking. "You— You don't have to explain anything."

He didn't know what to say.

Yoongi didn't even know that Jungkook is bisexual, either. Sure, Jungkook had told his parents recently and he had talked to Seokjin about it a few years ago, but he was too scared to tell Yoongi. Too scared that something along the lines of: I love you would also become a part of his coming out speech to him. He didn't want to tell Yoongi he loves him. He couldn't lose his best friend like that.

"S-Sorry." Yoongi stuttered quietly.

Jungkook inhaled deeply, then let it go. "You can tell me however you'd like." He put his phone on speaker and laid it down next to him. "I'll pretend like I didn't fuck up everything the other day." He frowned to himself.

"No." Yoongi said. "I'm coming over right now. We don't have to pretend that you didn't see— yeah. Let's just.. talk it out, yeah?"

Jungkook didn't want to talk it out, personally. He wanted to pretend like Yoongi wasn't totally making out with some stranger with his hands on his ass. But twenty minutes later, there was a knock on his door. And he had to face it. If Yoongi was going to talk about his sexuality, if Yoongi's coming-out to him was stolen like that, then Jungkook was also going to come out to him today.

It sucked. It all sucked.

Especially as Jungkook opened the door and got a glimpse of Yoongi. He looked pitiful. Dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, big and wrinkly clothes covering his little body. He wasn't smiling like usual, either. There was a permanent frown on his face and his eyes held fear but also slight determination.

"Hyung.." Jungkook's voice cracked. It was cringe for sure, but he didn't care.

"Jungkook-ah." Yoongi sounded hoarse and sad. It broke Jungkook's heart to be witnessing this type of moment. Yoongi wouldn't even look into his eyes. He only does that when he's embarrassed or flustered, or when someone is trying to hold eye contact. "Please don't hate me, Kook-ah." He choked, and that was it. That was all Jungkook needed to pull Yoongi into one of those wall-breaking hugs.

Yoongi started crying into the hug as Jungkook called him crazy. "I would never hate you, hyung." The younger held tightly onto him, not caring if that Taehyung guy was anything important to Yoongi. Because Yoongi is important to him. Yoongi is his best friend and this is their moment only. Fuck the rest of the world right now.

"You don't hate me?" Yoongi sniffled.

It sounded like the world shattered all around Jungkook. "Never." He mumbled. And now was the time for him to confess his own sexuality. As he thought about it, it seemed simple to just say it. Especially now that he knows Yoongi is gay. It just feels wrong not to tell him. So Jungkook inhaled, not missing Yoongi's scent as he did so. He exhaled, and with that, "You know I'm bisexual, right?"

Yoongi froze, as did Jungkook as he realized that what was said was said. And it wasn't nearly as scary as he thought it was. At this point it was too comforting and too perfect to not tell Yoongi. There was only one thing about that: He can't say he's in love with him.

"W-What?" Yoongi backed out of the hug, surprise clearing away the fear on his face. This was an expected thing from Yoongi. Jungkook knew that he was very accepting and loving. He knew that Yoongi would love him no matter what. His problem was that he wanted to come out and tell him he's in love with him, but clearly he can't do that anymore.

"I'm bisexual." Jungkook smiled big down at Yoongi to make sure that he knows that Yoongi's sexuality is okay. Anything he does is okay. "Don't act so surprised, hyung. You knew I would love you no matter what." He said, trying his best, honestly. "Can we please go inside and talk about this? It's cold out here. You must be freezing." He pulled Yoongi into his apartment and closed the door.

Yoongi walked towards Jungkook's living room and sat on the couch, a confused expression still on his face. "You're bisexual." He repeated. "You like men too."

I like you, yeah.

"Yeah." Jungkook sat next to him.

Yoongi started to smile finally. His smile was so pretty. His gums barely showed as his small teeth came into view. This smile could cure sadness. "I'm gay." Yoongi eventually looked Jungkook in the eye, Jungkook's whole mind filled with guilt but also happiness from finally coming out to Yoongi.

"You're gay." Jungkook smiled. "I'm glad you told me, hyung. You know I'll never judge you for anything. I'll always be here for you."

"My parents don't know." Yoongi's head dropped. "I'd like to keep it that way. For now anyways. At least until the end of the year. I've not told anybody about my sexuality. Not even you. I'm sorry for that, by the way. You weren't supposed to see anything like that. But, hey, at least you met Taehyung." Yoongi chuckled.

Jungkook's bones broke. Every single one of them. Snapped in half like Lego pieces.

"Oh, yeah." He tried to keep his smile from faltering. "Taehyung." He sounded robotic as the name slipped past his tongue. Yoongi smiled as well, at least. But it wasn't the smile that made Jungkook want to smile as well, because the smile was for someone else.

"I'm guessing you're wondering who the hell he is." Yoongi laughed lightly as he looked at Jungkook. Jungkook's expression must not have been as contained as he thought. "Don't worry. He's not just some random hookup or something." Yoongi said. As much as it was supposed to make Jungkook feel better, it just made his bones crack more.

"Oh, yeah?" He tried to sound enthusiastic. Tried to be happy for Yoongi.

"Yeah." Yoongi nodded, his whole body moving as he did so. "I met him on my first day at the ornament workshop. It was funny, actually. My job was to just stock ornaments for the day, and I saw him looking at the blue ornament section. This man, let me tell you. He dropped a whole three ornaments and broke all but one. Just— blue ornaments shattered all over the floor, and he just looked at me all scared like a kid—"

Jungkook stopped listening.

The way Yoongi was explaining his first time meeting Taehyung. The smile on his face as he spoke about him. It was the smile that Jungkook wanted from him as well. He wants Yoongi to smile like this as he speaks about him. He wished Yoongi would talk about the first time he met him with such amazing detail. Wishes he even remembered, because Jungkook does. He remembers.

It was in school. Middle school. Halloween day, when the school dressed up because they were allowed to. Jungkook was dressed up as a poodle and had coincidentally seen a shorter boy in a kitten costume. He remembers bothering Yoongi about how they were a cat and dog, like a pair. He remembers how uninterested Yoongi was, even after Jungkook tried to get his attention every day in school after it happened. Because it felt like fate. And Jungkook believes in fate.

"He's not as intimidating as he seems." Yoongi suddenly had Jungkook's attention again as he spoke. Jungkook blinked in confusion, not even sure where the conversation was anymore. "You've got to meet him. You're my best friend. You have to, Kook."

Jungkook stared at Yoongi.

"Huh?"

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "I know, I know you're shy. But your secluded ass needs to get out of this apartment and meet people. Who knows? Maybe you and Taehyung will be friends. Maybe he'll steal my best friend from me."

There's no way Jungkook will ever be friends with this Taehyung guy. Jungkook won't even be able to breathe in the same room as him without remembering that he isn't him. He can't see Taehyung without remembering that he's the one kissing Yoongi. He's the one tugging at Yoongi's ass, with his tongue stuck to his. He's the one who gets Yoongi in the end. Not him.

"Sure." Jungkook lied.

There's no way.

-

Jungkook most definitely ended up seeing Taehyung again. He most definitely was forced to breathe in the same room as him, and most certainly did not let it slip his mind that this man was the one Yoongi was all smiley about. But Yoongi wasn't the reason why he saw Taehyung. He actually saw Taehyung because of his brother. Seokjin. Asshole.

Seokjin had messaged Jungkook over and over again, begging for lunch. Begging his little brother to bring him something delicious because his poor boss had him working all day long and Seokjin had forgot to eat breakfast this morning and his stomach was growling and he felt exhausted because he had no food in his system because—
Jungkook brought him fucking food.

And as Jungkook was squabbling with his brother about why he had taken so long, tada.

Jungkook completely blanked out once he recognized a familiar face, familiar body, familiar hair and body proportions. This man had been living in Jungkook's head for a whole week now. As Jungkook looks at him now, on the set of Seokjin's TV show he's casted in, Jungkook frowns to himself as he sees Taehyung getting dolled up by a woman dabbing makeup all over his face.

He's an actor.

Could this man get any more perfect? It isn't fair. Not even just to Jungkook, to the whole world in general. Why can't Jungkook just be him? Why does the world hate him?

Seokjin was still trying to speak to Jungkook, so he turned around and listened halfway. He didn't want to be here on the set of the show that Seokjin was actually the main star of. Jungkook never cared for acting, honestly. But he knows that Jin is pretty popular on the fame list and he has money. What if Taehyung does too? Is he rich, hot, and has Yoongi?

"Hey, hyung." A deep voice suddenly made Jungkook's eyes widen at Seokjin, who looked up from his food to look behind Jungkook. That voice sounds like gold and honey mixed together just to slap Jungkook right in the face. He remembers the voice. The voice of Taehyung, who is now calling his brother hyung. "Can I have some food too?"

Taehyung was suddenly walking around Jungkook to eye Seokjin's food. It all felt so wrong in Jungkook's mind. Nothing felt right about any of this. He felt like everything was being ripped away because of Taehyung. And to make it worse, Taehyung hadn't even noticed that Jungkook was there. Like he was nothing. Maybe he is nothing.

However, his brother smacked Taehyung's hands with his chopsticks as he tried to take some of his food from his plate. That made Jungkook feel a little bit better. Taehyung made a weird noise, kind of like a small whine, but Jungkook couldn't see his face at this angle. And clearly Taehyung had been too busy begging to realize that he was behind him.

"I'm gonna go." Jungkook mouthed to his brother. Seokjin frowned because he's used to Jungkook sticking around a while.

As Jungkook tried to turn and walk away, Seokjin huffed out a confused and slightly angry "Hey" and Jungkook froze as Taehyung turned to where Jin was looking. And as always, Jungkook's tongue went dry and his whole body felt tense. Taehyung looked surprised up at Jungkook, and then he suddenly stood up straight as if he was suddenly being professional.

"Hi." Taehyung was about the same height at Jungkook. At least that's one thing that's the same about them. "Hi, um. Jungkook. Oh my God. We got off to a bad start when we first met." He admitted, clearly confused as to why Jungkook was there. Seokjin gave a confused look up at his brother as well, but all Jungkook could do was stare at the hand that Taehyung was offering him to shake.

"Y-Yeah." Jungkook cleared his throat and pulled his shaky hand up to Taehyung's. Taehyung instantly shook his weak hand, his big hand setting Jungkook's to shame.

Again, shame.

"I am Kim Taehyung." He released Jungkook's hand and then looked back down at Seokjin. "I'm an actor, but you won't see me in anything too big, you know. Um.. I'm twenty. And it's.. nice too meet you." He said as if he had practiced this speech and perhaps left out something on accident, clearly unsure.

Jungkook was so done. He was so done with everything. Taehyung seems like a nice guy already and all Jungkook can do is fake a smile right back at him. Not fucking fair.

"I'm confused." Jin cut in.

Taehyung was about to speak, but Jungkook saved his own skin by cutting him off, because Seokjin knows how much Jungkook loves Yoongi, and if he knew that Jungkook walked in on such a shit show, Seokjin would absolutely baby him for the rest of the year and would probably make him more upset.

"It's nothing, hyung." Jungkook said. He decided to ignore the confused looks coming from both of the others. "I'm just gonna go now. I'll see you later." He turned to leave, but he felt a hand grab his wrist.

"Wait." Taehyung stopped him. It sort of made Jungkook's blood boil, the way Taehyung felt the need to torture him this way. "We should— Me, you and Yoongi, we can all hang out or something, you know? You obviously seem to not like the idea of me being with him. I can show you I'm not a bad guy—"

"You're dating Yoongi?" Seokjin sounded surprised behind Taehyung, his eyes wide as he glanced at Jungkook. "I didn't even know that you knew Yoongi. What— How?"

Taehyung turned to Jin. "Damn. I didn't know Yoongi had so many friends, heh." He scratched his neck nervously. It made Jungkook so sick to his stomach. He knows nothing about Yoongi, yet he had his tongue down his throat? How is it fair?

"I'm just gonna go, really." Jungkook mumbled. He didn't miss the way Taehyung instantly turned back to him, willing to dispute with him. But this time Jungkook succeeded in walking away before anything could be said. He didn't want to be stuck having a fucking conversation with Kim Taehyung.

So he left.

-

Jungkook let out a small sigh.

There were times like these, where he and Yoongi would sit in silence on their phones, scrolling whatever social media it was that they were on at that hour. It was times like these where Jungkook realized how comfortable he is being near Yoongi. But now, as he sat on Yoongi's couch, he couldn't stop thinking about how he was sitting in the same spot that Taehyung was sitting in when...

Jungkook shivered.

"You cold?" Yoongi's hand rested on his knee to get his attention. He instantly looked at the older, his hand falling to his lap with his phone still in it. The warmth of Yoongi's hand and the still clear memory of Yoongi on top of Taehyung in his head right now— Jungkook blushed and looked away from Yoongi, not liking that he was in this situation.

"I'm fine." He said.

It should've just been that. Should've been the end of conversation, but Yoongi clearly had other plans. "I can get you a blanket or something." His hand trailed from Jungkook's knee to his inner thigh. Jungkook held tightly onto his phone at the tickling sensation on his sensitive thigh. "We can wrap up in blankets and watch a movie." Yoongi continued.

Damn Jungkook's body. He can't help that he's horny 24/7. Yoongi's stupid hand. Jungkook's stupid sensitive thigh. Stupid Jungkook for shivering at the touch.

"I- Yeah." He moved his hand to Yoongi's wrist and hoped to everything that Yoongi wouldn't move anymore. "Blanket. Movie. I'll go make popcorn." Jungkook pulled Yoongi's hand off of him and was quick to make his way to the kitchen. He was so obvious that it hurt. It made him cringe to himself.

The fact that Yoongi had even touched him like that just made him a goner. But Jungkook still had the fresh memory of Taehyung and Yoongi in his mind, so it was odd to be broken off by a mere touch like that.

Jungkook inhaled, exhaled, and prayed that he wouldn't get ahead of himself again.

And then he made popcorn.

"I'm going to invite Taehyung over, if that's okay with you." Yoongi looked unsure as Jungkook stood in front of him with a bowl of popcorn. This was what he feared of. Being trapped in this situation. It would happen eventually. Taehyung would come over and Jungkook would be left to the dirt.

No, it's not okay.

"Yeah." Jungkook's voice was very weak, but Yoongi smiled in return.

"Good. He only lives two floors below me, you know." Yoongi said. Of course Taehyung only lives two floors below him. Of course he's the whole fucking package for Yoongi. Fucking wrapped in wrapping paper with a big bow on top of his head. Kim-fucking-Taehyung.

"Okay." Jungkook pursed his lips as he set the bowl down on the coffee table in front of the couch. Yoongi turned on the TV and wrapped himself in the one blanket he brought. "Um. I'm gonna go to the bathroom first." Jungkook turned right away and left down the hall.

After staring into the mirror for what felt like ten years, he splashed cold water on his face and dabbed the water off with a dry towel. It felt like a stupid mistake judging by how painfully cold it is outside right now.

He can do this. Taehyung totally won't be sucking Yoongi's face dry again. Just normal buddies watching a movie. A simple night.

With that, Jungkook made his way out of the bathroom and forced his eyes open as he entered the living room, hoping to not see the same surprise he saw last time.

He didn't.

But Taehyung was there, sitting where Jungkook had been sitting before. Taehyung gave him a small smile as he chewed on his hoodie string. He looked innocent enough. Jungkook looked at Yoongi, who merely rolled his eyes and held out his hand to his best friend. "You coming or what?" Yoongi asked and as Jungkook took his hand, he was pulled right onto the couch. Right next to Yoongi. Right next to Taehyung. In between Yoongi and Taehyung. A nightmare. A nightmare with Taehyung on his right and Yoongi on his left. He felt deceived.

He shifted immediately, but Yoongi threw the blanket over all three of them and smiled happily at the two. And fuck, was Jungkook weak for that smile. He gave in, not wanting Yoongi to be sad if he moved away or left. He decided to take it. Embrace it. Yoongi wants his best friend and.. Taehyung.. to be friends. He gets it. He honestly does.

But it hurts.

Yoongi reached behind the couch where the light switch was and turned it off. The room went dark, but the TV light lit up the room enough for Jungkook to see some outlines of furniture and decorations in the room.

As Yoongi turned on a movie after choosing between a million of others, he pulled his leg right over Jungkook's, and his feet must've been pressing into Taehyung's legs because he smiled at Yoongi. Jungkook wanted to cry. He loved cuddling with Yoongi, but this was just so complicated and weird. Why was this happening? Why would he make Jungkook sit between them? If he wanted to cuddle Taehyung and watch a movie, why must he have Jungkook here?

The movie came on.

Yoongi leaned forward to get the popcorn, pressing the bowl into Jungkook's lap. He took a small handful and watched the movie like a normal human being. But Jungkook was trying so hard to focus. Taehyung's thigh was pressed into his so that he could also have some of the blanket. Jungkook is a shy person, so he sat there awkwardly and let it all happen. Let the awkwardness overtake his body.

But then he started to relax as he felt Yoongi playing with his hair. It's not like Yoongi to randomly do so, but Jungkook sank his head back into it anyways and felt like a cat purring at the feeling. It became easier to focus on the movie after a while, despite having to worry about who was in the room and why he must be tortured so badly.

Taehyung reached with his right hand over to the bowl, seeming closer than he was before even though Jungkook could barely see because of how dark it was. As he picked up some popcorn, he reached some up to Jungkook's mouth and kept it there.

Jungkook looked at him in disbelief.

"Eat some." Taehyung whispered a little too loudly into his ear. "Your hands are stuck under the blanket. Just eat some." He said.

Nightmare. This is supposed to be a nightmare. But Taehyung is so nice. Taehyung is so nice and Jungkook hates it so much.

He ate the popcorn.

He wanted to choke and die on it. Sadly, he didn't. He decided to just relax again, his hair probably messy by the way Yoongi was massaging his head now. But he didn't care. Because at least he felt comfortable by the knowing touch of his best friend.

Maybe the gesture was nice for Taehyung to offer him some popcorn. And maybe he wanted more, but no way in hell would he ask Taehyung to feed him ever again. Instead, he focused on the damn movie. He angled his head into the palm of Yoongi's hand and he felt relieved that he wasn't being ignored by Yoongi, at least. At least he is still Yoongi's best friend. He's not nothing. And at least Taehyung doesn't have Yoongi in his lap kissing him like a horny teenage boy again.

At least Jungkook is fine.

But then Yoongi leaned forward to pick up Jungkook's drink on the coffee table. He pushed it against Jungkook's lips just like Taehyung had done with the popcorn. It made both Taehyung and Yoongi laugh together because of how much they were so obviously babying poor Jungkook.

Jungkook wasn't laughing. At all.

Jungkook didn't even care enough to pay attention to the fact that Yoongi was babying him like that. Because he noticed that Yoongi reached for his drink. Both of Yoongi's hands were on his drink. So Yoongi wasn't massaging his head anymore, but Jungkook's head was still being massaged. And then it hit him ever so slowly. Yoongi isn't doing it. Yoongi isn't the one who is playing with his hair.

Taehyung is.

"You're such a little baby." Yoongi chuckled as he cuddled back into Jungkook's arm. And that's right. Yoongi's arms were wrapped around his waist in his koala-cuddling mode. So it couldn't have been Yoongi who was playing with his hair. This whole time, Jungkook was leaning into Taehyung.

Mother fucker.

Taehyung is still doing it, too.

"Yeah." Taehyung nodded to Yoongi's declaration of Jungkook being a baby.

"I'm gonna go pee." Yoongi unwrapped himself from Jungkook's legs and stood up from the couch. "Don't kill each other, please." He smiled playfully, but Jungkook thought about how great of an idea it was.

Jungkook turned to Taehyung as soon as Yoongi left, a clear upset look on his face. He moved his head enough that he noticed Taehyung's arm behind him and he saw Taehyung's hand falling from his hair with a confused look on his face.

"What— What do you think you're doing?" Jungkook tried to sound scary and angry, but his voice came out shaky. Taehyung merely stared back at him, then eventually chuckled at the pout on Jungkook's lips.

"You look like a bunny." Taehyung turned back to the movie, ready to ignore Jungkook's question. "Even like being pet and fed."

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. "I didn't ask you to do either of the two, though."

"But you let me." Taehyung said calmly. It made Jungkook so mad that Taehyung basically didn't care. "Don't worry, bun. Just watch the movie." He said, and before Jungkook could say anything, he heard footsteps coming from behind him.

"Bun?" Yoongi asked as he pressed himself back into the couch. "That's such a cute nickname. But what're you worried about, Kook-ah?" He looked concerned now.

Of course Jungkook told him nothing was wrong. He couldn't bring himself to say anything was wrong, because is anything even wrong? All Taehyung did was just nice gestures, but Jungkook hated it.

He hated it so much.

-

The next time Jungkook wanted to rip his brain out of his skull is when he is again, trapped at Yoongi's place with Taehyung. Except this time he wasn't feeling this way because of Yoongi or Taehyung, surprisingly.

It was because of Jimin.

Park Jimin. Taehyung's best friend. Apparently he wanted Yoongi to meet his best friend as well, and it just so happened to be that Jungkook was there at the time as well. Jungkook also met some other guy who was with them, but he had to leave not too soon after. As fun as Taehyung and Yoongi thought it would've been, it was so clearly obvious that that wasn't the case.

Jimin, the moment he saw Jungkook, was all over him. Trying to hold his hand, giving him suggestive looks, putting his hand on Jungkook's inner thigh— way closer than anyone has ever had their hand to touch-deprived Jungkook's crotch. So Jungkook was a blushing and stuttering mess as Jimin pressed himself against him so much.

Even Yoongi looked a little irritated as he watched Jimin. Jungkook wanted nothing more than to ask Jimin to leave him alone, but it wasn't in his heart. And it was so obvious that Yoongi wasn't sure of his own limits with Taehyung's best friend. But even as Jimin rubbed against him, Taehyung looked irritated and bothered by Jimin.

"Jimin." The very first and only time that Jungkook will thank Taehyung for speaking in his whole life. "You're making him uncomfortable. Right, bun?" He looked at Jungkook with a questioning look.

Jungkook merely nodded, not even caring that the nickname was still there. He felt useless as Yoongi gave him an apologetic look, but Jimin eventually let him free.

"People like you." Jimin rolled his eyes at his best friend as he crossed his legs, relaxing into Yoongi's couch as if it was his own. "People like you are the reason why this cutie is a virgin." He tilted his head to Jungkook.

Jungkook frowned. "Who says I'm a virgin?" He asked. All three of them gaped at him.

"You're not?" Both Jimin and Yoongi asked at the same time. Jungkook wanted to actually cry. He sank into the couch and huffed.

"He totally is." Taehyung answered them for him, earning a knowing chuckle from Jimin. Jungkook rolled his eyes as Yoongi tried not to laugh with them. Of course. Of course they're torturing him even more.

And then Jimin's hand was on his inner thigh again, way closer than it was before. He's pretty sure Jimin's hand brushed against his cock, because his touch-starved instincts came in and he whined at the touch, instantly covering his mouth and blushing so hard that he could feel his cheeks heat up. This time Yoongi and Taehyung gave Jimin a very disapproving look as the noise came out of him.

"I can change that, if you want." Jimin inched closer, his face only two inches away from Jungkook's, very slowly reeling in.

"Jimin." Taehyung scolded more sternly this time. "Leave him alone. He doesn't want your whore hands on him and you know it." As he spoke, Jimin turned to Taehyung and huffed at him, taking his hand away from Jungkook.

Thank God.

"Asshole." Jimin muttered.

For once, Jungkook was grateful for something Taehyung did. But that doesn't mean he hates him any less. He is the reason that Jimin is here in the first place.

And then Taehyung was wrapping his arms around Yoongi. Jungkook's heart broke all over again. The smile on Yoongi's face. The way Yoongi leaned into his touch. It was as if Taehyung was apologizing for having such a weird, horny best friend. As if apologizing for Jimin being all over Jungkook. If anything, Jungkook should get an apology. Not Yoongi. And not in this way, either.

And then Taehyung was playfully biting at Yoongi's neck like some kind of fucking vampire or something. Jungkook couldn't deny that Yoongi's laugh didn't make him smile even though he wasn't the reason for the laugh. Taehyung's weird playfulness was.

"What the hell are you doing?" Yoongi laughed, clearly tickled by the fake biting. Taehyung whispered something into his ear and all Jungkook could do was watch out of the corner of his eye. It really did suck.

"You sure you don't wanna leave this place?" Jimin whispered next to him. "I feel like I'm watching a fucking bad porno. We could definitely go back to my place, you know.."

Jungkook frowned as Taehyung looked up at Jimin. "Our porno would make fucking bank, bitch." He slightly pouted at Jimin. Their porno? They have sex? Of course they do. But hearing that come from him...

Jungkook wants to fade away.

"Oh." Jimin chuckled. "Sure, dude. You'd most definitely make more money being a backup actor in your little show than in a porno. Hang it the fuck up, Tae." He said.

Taehyung wrapped his arms tighter around Yoongi. "How about we test that?"

Nightmare Part Two?

Jungkook felt sick now. "Can we not?" He finally spoke up, obviously uncomfortable by literally everything today.

Yoongi nodded. "Yeah, please shut the hell up about it." He hid his own face in embarrassment at the topic. Taehyung pressed a kiss on his cheek in reassurance.

"Of course." Taehyung smiled.

Of course.

-

He is so tired of crying himself to sleep.

Jungkook just wishes so bad that he had told Yoongi how he felt before he went and found Taehyung. It honestly sucks so, so bad. His heart hurts more and more every time he sees Yoongi and Taehyung together, smiling and happy and seeming to make a hobby out of torturing Jungkook, because every time they're all three together, it just feels sad.

He feels unwanted. He is.

Yoongi doesn't want him. Nobody does.

And he can't even confess to Yoongi anymore in hopes that Yoongi will want him back, because it's so obvious that he doesn't and it's so obvious that he really likes Taehyung.

It hurts. Bad.

He'll be lonely forever.

Jungkook went back to playing video games again. He stayed in his living room with his PlayStation turned on and his headset on, tuning out the rest of the world. He felt invincible while playing with his online friends. At least they couldn't hurt him. At least he wasn't hopelessly in love with any of them. All they did was make stupid jokes and make Jungkook laugh. It's really his only source of happiness these days.

Headshot. Jungkook's friends lost it over his headset. Jungkook won the game again. They were all cursing and laughing at each other and all Jungkook could do was smile.

And then his headset fell off.

No, it was being pulled off of him. He looked up in surprise at Yoongi, and he was alone. He had Jungkook's headset in his hand.

"Hyung." Jungkook pouted. "I was—"

"You're coming with me." Yoongi reached for Jungkook, who was sitting so comfortably on his couch, but he was willing to do anything to make Yoongi happy. He obeyed, following Yoongi by the tug of his hand. "Did you forget what today is or something?" He asked.

Jungkook frowned. "Your birthday isn't in December." He said as they walked out of the apartment and made their way to Yoongi's car, not before Jungkook grabbed his jacket and pulled it over his body. He was honestly surprised that Taehyung wasn't with him.

"It's Saturday, Kook." Yoongi chuckled. "You promised you would help me and Taehyungie put up the Christmas tree." He said.

Oh yeah.

"I don't wanna, though." Jungkook pouted sadly, realizing that he was still in a voice chat with his gamer friends and he had left them without warning. Yoongi merely pulled him more, forcing him to walk.

"You said that last week, Kook-ah." Yoongi turned to him. "I hate this just as much as you, if not more. But Tae is excited and you usually are, so what's the deal this year? Your gaming friends will be there when you get back. Right now is Christmas decorating day."

No, they probably won't be there when he gets back. They will leave the game.

"Fine." Jungkook sighed in defeat.

-

Decorating a Christmas tree with Kim Taehyung is absolutely insane. He's like a completely different person. Christmas music played through a bluetooth speaker, music that Taehyung was playing. The ornaments were all rose gold and gold, a pretty golden star on top of the tree and white Christmas lights were built into the fake tree that they bought to go in Yoongi's apartment.

Taehyung wanted the ornaments perfect on the tree. Jungkook usually does as well, but Taehyung went to full-on lengths to make sure the tree looked perfect before he finally turned on the lights, making the dim room shine.

"Is it perfect now, Prince Taehyung?" Yoongi huffed out a sigh as he fell into his couch. They had worked for hours now after shopping for all of the Christmas decorations.

Jungkook fixed one ornament that Yoongi had thrown carelessly onto the tree at the last minute. "Looks pretty good to me." He said.

Taehyung nodded. "Wish I could've bought the prettier ornaments." He said. "But the tree looks nice, at least. Right guys?"

Yoongi nodded.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook, but he was trying to separate ornaments still, too busy to notice or care about what they said.

"Babe, take a picture of us." Taehyung suddenly said. Before Jungkook knew it, Taehyung was holding up a peace sign to Yoongi, who was getting his phone out. Taehyung nudged Jungkook. "Come on, pose." He said in a set pout. Jungkook copied the peace sign in complete confusion.

Taehyung is being weird again.

"My babies first Christmas together." Yoongi joked, and Jungkook actually chuckled at how ridiculous it sounded from Yoongi.

"Where's our stockings?" He asked.

Taehyung clapped in excitement as he dug for the Christmas stockings in a bag. Both set of eyes were focused on him as he did so.

"We still have the Christmas lights to go around wherever the hell we're putting these stockings." Taehyung said.

After all decorations were put up, Jungkook was actually sort of in the Christmas mood. Maybe he was a little glad he decided to come and help set up everything. Maybe.

And then Taehyung spoke. "Baby, let's take a selfie by the tree." Heartbreak, heartbreak, heartbreak. Heartbreak over and over again. Every single day is heartbreak with them.

They posed in front of the tree as Jungkook just sat there and watched them.

"Kook-ah.." Yoongi looked down at him with those soft, reassuring eyes.

Taehyung lowered his phone. "You coming or what?" He asked Jungkook, who now sat there in surprise. Eventually he stood up and shuffled towards the tree, the lights shining beautifully on them all. Like a Christmas miracle on Taehyung's phone screen and Yoongi in between them, small and cute.

"Bun, you can at least pretend to be interested." Taehyung said as he turned to him. "Come here." He reached his arm around Yoongi and ruffled the back of Jungkook's hair, just like when they watched that movie. Jungkook tried to compose a small smile creeping up as Taehyung made noises to him as if he were a baby. Yoongi joined in by poking at his cheeks and smiling at him. All of the attention made him feel odd somehow.

He smiled.

Taehyung smiled as well, humming in satisfaction as he turned back to his camera. "See? It wasn't that bad." He posed for the camera again, as did Yoongi, and eventually a small-smiling Jungkook did as well.

The photos came out well.

"Bun." Yoongi's own eyes widened as the slip of that nickname came out of his own mouth. "I mean Kook. Kook-ah, do you want to stay here tonight? It's late, you know." He gave a worried look to Jungkook, who instantly stared as he tried to come up with an excuse.

No. No, no, no.

"I'll just walk back—"

"It's nearly thirty minutes past midnight." Taehyung cut in. "Just stay here."

What the fuck, dude?

Jungkook cannot stay here. He doesn't want to sleep on anything in this apartment. Judging by the looks of the way he first met Taehyung, he obviously seems to not care where he makes out or probably does even worse with Yoongi. What if they... in the guest bedroom... No. Never again will Jungkook sleep here.

"I don't want to be in the way. You don't want me to sleep here. I'll just go on home." He tried to convince. He really, honestly did.

"Come on." Yoongi grabbed Jungkook's hand and pulled him down the hallway, Taehyung strolling behind slowly as well. Jungkook really needed to fake sick or act like he has an assignment or something to do. He can't stay here. He'd seriously rather just not.

As Yoongi walked past his guest bedroom door, Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "You left some pajamas here. They're in my drawer." Yoongi said as he opened his own bedroom door and pulled Jungkook in with him swiftly, the familiar bed and dresser coming into his view.

Jungkook frowned. "Yoongi.." His stomach felt weird. Like he's queasy. Sick. But he isn't. He just feels wrong and out of place. Like he isn't meant to be here at all.

"Don't worry." Yoongi reassured him as he let go of Jungkook's hand to open one of said drawers to search for said pajamas that Jungkook had of course left here, just to torture himself. "Nobody has slept in the guest bed since you. It's basically yours at this point. There's no need to go home this late."

Jungkook shook his head. "I- I don't wanna stay here." He could hear Taehyung walking up from behind him, but his footsteps stopped as Yoongi looked up in confusion. Jungkook could already feel his whole mouth drying up like usual, but this time he finally managed to stand his ground. "I can't."

Yoongi looked worried and confused, but Jungkook didn't care anymore. He couldn't stay. "Why not?" Yoongi asked him. "You used to beg me to stay with here. Why not?"

Because he doesn't belong here. Because sleeping in the guest bedroom while Yoongi and Taehyung probably do stuff in this bedroom— it doesn't feel right. Hearing Yoongi and Taehyung being together. The subtle sounds that probably sound good to them, but torture Jungkook all too well. He feels deserted just thinking about it. Because he is going to be left in the dirt once again. It hurts to feel this way. How broken and forlorn. Jungkook can't keep being left out like this. He can't keep pretending that he's fine with this.

It's not fair on his poor heart.

"I can't." Jungkook's voice cracked this time and Yoongi was slow as he stood up and stared at him with that same confused, worried expression. It was only then that Jungkook realized that he had tears in his eyes. "I can't do this anymore, hyung. I'm- I'm sorry." He reached for the strings hanging from his jacket hood, squeezing them to death as Yoongi frowned at the sight of him.

This is it. Jungkook is over.

Their friendship is over.

"I can't keep hurting myself like this." Full tears were now coming out of his eyes as he turned to face Taehyung. He looked sort of guilty, upset as well. "Look at him." Jungkook wiped away his tears harshly. "He's a fucking god of some sort. He's got the perfect face, perfect body, perfect personality, but I've got nothing to offer. I- I feel so bad, I'm sorry. But I'm so f-fucking in love with you, hyung." Jungkook was choking on his own spit now as he looked back at Yoongi. Pity. All Jungkook sees is pity in Min Yoongi's eyes.

He wants to leave.

But he couldn't just yet. Not when Yoongi was walking towards him with a soft, reassuring look in his eyes, as usual. Yoongi gave a knowing look up at Taehyung before putting his hands up to Jungkook's face, wiping away his tears softly with his thumb, which only made Jungkook choke up even more. Jungkook was sad, flustered and felt absolutely naked now. He actually came undone. He had actually spilled his heart out.

And Yoongi..

Yoongi was caressing him softly. Yoongi was coming closer. Yoongi was pulling Jungkook in towards him by the back of his neck and then, then— Yoongi pressed his lips against Jungkook's. He pressed his slightly chapped, big, pretty, pink lips against Jungkook's small, sealed lips. Everything blew up in Jungkook's mind. He stood in surprise, taking the gentle kisses that Yoongi was offering with his eyes opened— not once closing as heat rose to his cheeks.

What the hell? Why is Yoongi kissing me? Oh my God, Yoongi is kissing me. Wait, but Taehyung is behind me.. Why?

Jungkook pulled away from the kiss and stared wide-eyed at Yoongi, who was just smiling. He had no clue what Yoongi was doing, but Yoongi looked happier than ever for some reason. "I love you too, Jungkook." Yoongi beamed brightly at him. "I've loved you for years. What took you so long?"

Life is playing a sick game on him.

What is going on?

"Y-You do? You- Wait.. But.." Jungkook turned around to make sure Taehyung was still standing there. He was. He was standing with a small smile on his face. Jungkook was so confused now, but as he turned to Yoongi to ask questions, Yoongi's lips were being pressed against his again. This time their bodies clashed together, Yoongi's crotch meeting his as he pulled Jungkook in by his cheeks and pressed his tongue to his lips in an eager, yearning-for-years type of way.

Jungkook whined into the kiss, knowing fully well that Taehyung was in the room. He wishes that he could focus on kissing back.

But he's very confused.

Yoongi is kissing him. His best friend, the love of his life of years is kissing him. So why does he feel guilty for Taehyung? Isn't Yoongi cheating on him in front of his eyes? And why does he even care about that? Why can't he just be happy about what he's getting besides worrying about Kim Taehyung?

As Jungkook decided to kiss back, he suddenly choked out a soft moan as he feels Taehyung press up from behind him, his back pressing against Taehyung's chest. His mind was swirling and his body was fire hot as Taehyung pulled his ass against his crotch, his big hands on Jungkook's hips. And then Taehyung started to kiss the nape of Jungkook's neck, sucking in a way that made Jungkook's cock twitch in his sweatpants despite how sudden and odd it all was.

What. is. going. on?

Jungkook whined at the amount of touching coming from his front and his back. Touching from the person he's so sickenly in love with— and then there's Taehyung as well. He's very good looking, nice, weird in his own way, very confident, and very much sexy as fuck right now as he presses what feels to be an indent of his cock against Jungkook's ass.

Jungkook is in a weird heaven.

He whined in confusion as Yoongi's tongue makes its way into his mouth. He can hear Taehyung chuckle in evident enjoyment from behind him as his hands start to roam all over Jungkook's body, making him shudder.

"Yoongi's wanted this for a while now." Taehyung pecks at the spot he was sucking at as Yoongi hums into Jungkook's mouth, his tongue gently caressing Jungkooks. "You're so cute. I want you too, bun. You can be ours if you want." Taehyung licked at the back of Jungkook's neck, earning a moan from him. "I'll treat you so good, bunny. You deserve to be treated good, don't you?"

God, yes. Yes I do.

Jungkook hummed at the idea of having both Yoongi and Taehyung. What does that even mean? How will that work? Is that a thing?

"mmm-" Yoongi took note and stopped kissing Jungkook so that he could speak coherently. "Y-You both want me?" He panted slightly for air as Taehyung's hands pulled him back further and he inhaled before Yoongi pressed their lips together again quickly, just enough to leave a soft peck on his lips.

Yoongi pulled away from the kiss. "Please, Kook-ah." He begged, his eyes pleading and his lips kissed into that sweet dark pink that Jungkook had wanted for so long. Jungkook noticed that Taehyung stopped moving his crotch against him and he stopped kissing his neck as Yoongi started to speak again. Probably so that Jungkook could focus. "Polyamory. It's poly. Tae will take good care of you, bun. He really will. We will. Please. I'm not- not trying to force you, but I talked to Tae and he's fine with it. He wants you too. We both do, yes. Don't- Don't feel so forced to give an answer right now or anything—"

"What's poly?" Jungkook asked.

Yoongi shied up. "Can you believe I wanted both of you so bad that I looked up How to have two boyfriends, because that's exactly what I did.... Basically I'm asking you to be in our relationship with us. Taehyung wants it equal, if so. And judging by how perfect you just said he was, it wouldn't be so bad to try, right Kook-ah? It's like a three-way relationship. It'll be equal. We promise. If that's what you want... If not...."

Jungkook bit his lower lip.

Both of them? He gets both of them?

"We can go on cute little dates." Taehyung spoke up, his mouth still pressed against Jungkook's nape. "All three of us. And we'll make you feel welcomed, bun."

Jungkook felt a click in his heart.

"Yes." He smiled instantly and pressed his lips into Yoongi's again, feeling wanted now more than ever. His heart finally felt fucking full for once. "Yes. Yes, my God, yes. I-I'd love to try that. But please.. please fuck me." He begged as he pressed his ass into Taehyung, barely able to speak against Yoongi's lips and holding in a moan as he felt Taehyung press against him more with a small groan of his own. "Please get me out of this awkwardness. Do something to me. Please make me feel wanted."

Yoongi's eyes widened. "Damn, Koo." He chuckled. "We haven't even taken you on the first date yet." He said, but Jungkook was too busy moaning as Taehyung turned him around and pulled him in hard, their cocks pressing into each other as Taehyung pressed his first kiss against Jungkooks lips. He opened his mouth, inviting Taehyung to deepen the kiss. It felt oddly okay. Like finally something felt right with the two of them. And despite how rough it felt he was being, Taehyung was actually kissing him very gently. Like a pillow was pressing into Jungkook's sensitive skin.

He decided to try what he had seen Yoongi doing a month ago. He reached his hands up to Taehyung's hair and pulled softly as Taehyung licked into his mouth, moaning as he pressed against him very impatiently. Taehyung must've enjoyed the hair tugging because he was trying not to lean back into it.

"Well, shit." Yoongi laughed to himself as he turned back and crawled onto his own bed to lie down enthusiastically right in the middle of it. Taehyung pulled back from Jungkook, who was rubbing his lower half against his thigh needily, wanting to feel more and more.

"We have to tease Yoongi." Taehyung whispered lowly, clearly running out of breath himself, but Yoongi just whined in disapproval. Jungkook was confused by him. "He likes to be teased, bunny." Taehyung stated. "We're gonna let you do that, okay?"

He pulled Jungkook to the bed and watched as Jungkook crawled slowly to Yoongi, where his knees were bent into the air and his feet were halfway on the blanket to the bed. "Take off his clothes, bun." Taehyung said as he walked to the side of Yoongi's bed and pulled out a little box that was under it.

Jungkook blushed deeply as he looked down at Yoongi, on his own knees. He felt so much bigger than Yoongi in this position. And Yoongi looked so pleased to be like this.

"You can do it, Kook-ah." Yoongi reassured, pulling half of his shirt up as he pushed under the fabric to start playing with his own nipple. Jungkook couldn't see him doing it, but judging by the way Yoongi bit his lip, it must've felt good. He reached slowly to take off Yoongi's shirt with a little help from him. His nipple was hard and pink, just as Jungkook figured it would be. And he was pinching softly at it, making him bite at his lip. Yoongi slid his own black sweatpants down, leaning back into the pillow as Jungkook pulled them the rest of the way off, along with his boxers.

Yoongi looked absolutely beautiful like this. Pale skin, pink splotches. Freckles splattered in a few places and a needy look on his face as he looked up through his lashes at Jungkook. He was fully naked now. Pretty, pretty, pretty. Pretty cock on full display and cute tummy that Jungkook wanted to leave kisses on. Yoongi looked so fucking pretty to him.

Jungkook threw Yoongi's clothes onto the floor and bit his lip nervously as Taehyung held out a small bottle to him that was over halfway filled with a clear liquid.

"Play with him." Taehyung smirked. "He'll do the rest if he wants to. Since you're our cute little virgin, we're not going to go all the way tonight yet. I'm guessing that's okay?"

Jungkook blushed at how easily he talked about it and how well he was guiding him into what Yoongi likes. He nodded back at Taehyung. One step at a time actually sounds great to him considering he's clueless and yes, in fact, their cute little virgin.

Yoongi did him the favor of lifting his own legs, displaying his soft, smooth hole. Jungkook had never thought about being in this position for real, but his dick twitched at the sight of it all. He himself has never been touched before. So for him to be in this position, all he could do is what he's seen on porn websites. He undid the bottle cap and got only a little amount of lube on his fingers before he threw the bottle next to him.

Taehyung took the bottle.

Jungkook pressed his knees deeper into the mattress as he reached down to Yoongi's hole, pressing his wet fingers against the rim. He let out a shaky breath as Yoongi hummed at the action, biting his lip to keep calm.

He likes it. He actually likes it.

He rubbed his fingers against him, slightly teasing his middle finger against the hole and smiling as Yoongi clenched around nothing.

Yoongi thanked Taehyung as he squirted some lube on his cock, and Yoongi started to play with his half hard cock, teasing himself as he watched Jungkook intensely, watching to observe his ways of teasing and doing. Watching Jungkook as he did as he was told and barely pressed at Yoongi's hole.

Just as Jungkook was getting the hang of teasing Yoongi, he suddenly felt Taehyung getting on the bed behind him. And then he was crawling up to Jungkook, getting on his own knees behind him, pressing his lips back to his nape and continuing his hickey from earlier a bit more slow this time.

And this time Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's tiny waist, pulling his jacket off and then ordering him to take his shirt off. After Jungkook obeyed, he went back to playing with Yoongi. Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook again, letting their skin press together as he pressed kisses on Jungkook's bare shoulder, making the younger fight back a whine. The December night air around them was cold, so every kiss Taehyung offered, Jungkook's skin turned piercing cold as his lips left him.

Jungkook heard the bottle cap popping from behind him. He shivered at the noise.

Just as Taehyung reached to kiss his neck, he pressed his fingertips to the waistband of Jungkook's sweatpants and instantly caved in, pressing his cold, wet hands against Jungkook's cock. His skin was set on fire as Taehyung started to tug at his dick slowly. This is the first time anyone had ever touched Jungkook, so he shuddered and moaned out, pausing everything he was doing. He was already hard from open kisses and slight teasing, so it was understandable that Taehyung chuckled in his ear, pumping at him even slower to tease him more.

Jungkook tried to focus on Yoongi instead, but he was just so deprived until now... His body felt too good like this. Felt like he was on clouds with rainbows and unicorns. Like he was already about to come by just this, by Taehyung's hand pumping up and down the base of his cock ever so slowly.

He watched as Taehyung's big hand moved up and down inside his pants, not even caring to pull them down and instead limiting the actions against Jungkook's poor cock. It turned Jungkook on though, to see how big his hand was in Jungkook's pants as the fabric moved to the pace of his hand. Taehyung's hands were so pretty and so big.. Jungkook was instantly leaking in his pants. Maybe he was a little embarrassed by it. Maybe a little embarrassed by how he couldn't focus well, either.

Poor Yoongi probably hated how sloppy and terrible Jungkook was at this.

So, he took it in himself to finally press his middle finger into Yoongi's hole, the feeling foreign to him and clearly overwhelming to Yoongi, since he let out a broken moan and arched his back. Jungkook pressed in and out with no given pace, stuttering with his own fingers as he felt Taehyung press his clothed cock onto his ass, feeling the pressure against his own hole as Taehyung spread his asscheeks apart through his sweats with his free hand.

He wants his pants gone so bad. And he wants Taehyung's pants gone too. So bad. He wants to rub his ass against Taehyung. Wants to feel something, anything against him.

"Yoongi, baby." Taehyung chuckled lightly, his voice raspy and low. "Let's see how messy our little bunny can get while fucking into my hand. You want that?" He asked. It made Jungkook bite back a whine as the nickname came like honey out of Taehyung's mouth. Yoongi nodded eagerly, loving the idea of seeing how needy Jungkook can get.

Jungkook's eyes were filled with tears of want. Taehyung was going way too slow, even for him. He wanted to be touched so badly.

He pressed one hand into Yoongi's thigh, pressing his finger deeper into Yoongi's hole as Taehyung started to quicken his pace all of a sudden, jerking him off faster. He moaned, backing his ass into Taehyung's cock and then bucking forward into his hand for more, more, more. He wanted more of the electricity running throughout his whole body. Wanted more of Taehyung.

He felt so needy as he whined and let out soft curses under his breath. Taehyung squeezed slightly as he reached Jungkook's tip every time, making the younger let out full moans of pleasure as he felt his dick leaking more.

"See? Doesn't bun look pretty, Yoonie?" Taehyung was clearly smirking as Jungkook fucked into his hand helplessly.

Yoongi moaned as he tugged at his own cock, jerking himself off as he watched Jungkook's head fall in defeat. Jungkook tried so hard to make Yoongi feel good as well. He added in a second finger and moaned as he fingered him, trying his best to keep up for Yoongi. "Don't be embarrassed, Kook-ah." Yoongi muttered. "You're so fucking cute. So- So messy, baby." He moaned quietly to himself.

Jungkook's body was on fire despite the chilly room swallowing them all three whole, Taehyung's hands growing warmer and warmer by each touch against his small body. All he knew to do was part his slightly drooled-out lips and set his eyebrows into a permanent crease.

His hips were growing tired but It felt so good. So good that it made his stomach swirl. So good that his body simmered with excitement like never before. Having someone— having two people give him so much attention, with Yoongi's eyes set on him as he rolled his ass onto Jungkook's fingers, and Taehyung giving him the same amount of attention by kissing at his neck and jerking him off like this.

Jungkook was actually in heaven.

His thighs shook uncontrollably as Taehyung reached for his hair and pulled back harshly, the pain bringing him so much pleasure. His cock twitched at the actions— Taehyung's lube covered hand feeling too good on his cock and Taehyung's big hand yanking at his hair..

He came by just that.

He shot cum into his own sweatpants, into Taehyung's hand. And he cursed as he nearly fell forward onto Yoongi, but his own hands caged in on both sides of Yoongi's arms, not even noticing that he had pulled his fingers out of Yoongi's hole. He also hadn't even noticed that Yoongi was about to reach his own high, too. But he forced himself back on Taehyung's cock again, rolling his ass as best as he can to make Taehyung feel good as well.

He wanted to be good for them.

It worked, because he earned a moan from Taehyung that he never thought he would want, but it made him feel good himself. He felt so fucking good. And he reached down to Yoongi's hard cock and started pumping, making Yoongi moan as he came all over himself, his body twitching. So pretty. Jungkook barely even had a chance to make him feel good, but he did. He came.

Jungkook couldn't help but smile as Taehyung grabbed him by his waist and thrusted into his still covered ass over and over again with his own clothed cock, chasing for his own climax. Jungkook just moaned at the feeling of being used like this. The feeling of Taehyung's cock pressing against him. He shivered as Taehyung pressed his cold hand to his bare spine, making his hard, cold nipples feel even more erect.

"Fuck." Taehyung groaned as he pressed against him one last time, this time pressing his own crotch harder against Jungkook's ass. It doesn't take a genius to know that Taehyung had just came by that. It made Jungkook feel so good, just the feeling alone of having Yoongi below him, and also Taehyung behind him. And the fact that he hadn't even touched Taehyung a single bit but he still came just made Jungkook feel a little bit cocky.

"Good?" Yoongi asked breathlessly.

Taehyung massaged Jungkook's ass a little before he backed off of the bed, his knees probably hurting as much as Jungkook's are right now. Taehyung smiled.

"I guess I'm just as messy as you, huh bun?" Taehyung leaned forward and left a little peck on Jungkook's ear, earning a blush from the younger as he realized that they both came in their fucking pants like this. "We can't all three fit in your shower, Yoongi.." Taehyung suddenly said and Yoongi just sighed in response as he rolled over on his bed.

"I-I'll just go." Jungkook said.

Both Yoongi and Taehyung looked at him like he was crazy. "You're staying here with us." Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows.

"We're gonna cuddle and I'm gonna kiss you both until you fall asleep." Taehyung crossed his arms. "Now come here. Both of you. We will fit all three of us in this shower. Even if it's the last thing I do." He huffed.

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They ended up not all three fitting in the shower. But that's okay. They managed to let Jungkook take a shower alone because he was shy in the first place and had never showered with anyone before. So he took the first shower. And since they couldn't all fit in the shower like Taehyung wanted, he decided that if Jungkook takes one alone then they each should go individually, because he's still stuck with not wanting Jungkook to feel left out of their new relationship. So instead of taking a shower with Yoongi, much to the other two's protest, Taehyung ended up letting Yoongi shower second alone as well.

One thing that they could fit on together was Yoongi's beautiful king sized bed. They threw Jungkook in the middle and both Yoongi and Taehyung snuggled up to him. And finally. Finally Jungkook felt comfortable.

Jungkook felt warm. He felt happy. All those times of wishing he was Taehyung...

Maybe that's not what he needed in the end after all. Maybe he was just uninvolved and wished he wasn't. All the days he spent alone versus all the days he spent longing for a relationship with Yoongi.. Perhaps he needs Taehyung in his life as well. Maybe he gets the best of both worlds. Yoongi and Taehyung.

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the end

i just remembered that copy/pasting doesn't keep my words italicized 🧍 i am NOT gonna go thru all these fics and re-italicize words skdhdj but newer ones will be posted right 💀

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