a/n: listen to "I Wanna Be Yours" by Arctic Monkeys while reading this chapter. highly recommended ! you can find the song in SLU playlist on Spotify

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taehyung should have a sleepless night. it was just about positive his eyes would close once in a while to only blink but to not get any sleep because how could he ever close his eyes for rest when,

first. he left his husband all drunk in the house alone.

and second of all— when jungkook is laying next to him,

half naked.

an hour ago

"you can take the bed. i'll sleep on the couch" jungkook suggested, pointing his finger at the small couch in the corner of the room.

"no, you're not. i'll sleep on the couch, you go sleep on the bed" taehyung would definitely not deprive jungkook of his own bed like that. it wasn't like he was going to get any sleep in his neighbor's house anyway— he just knew he wouldn't so why would he take that big ass bed and let a man as huge as jungkook sleep on that couch? that raven head won't even fit there!

however, jungkook seemed to be persistent in his words. "no. you're not sleeping on the couch"

"neither you are" the older argued back.

"hmm. . . how about. . ." the raven head stepped closer abruptly that made taehyung to flinch and stare up at him since jungkook appeared to be slightly taller than him. "we share the bed?"

"what? no. not that either!" taehyung's cheeks turned slightly red at the offer, almost looking away because of the mere thought of having this extremely hot and not forgetting raging sex drive man on the same bed as him– sounds like asking for troubles. they were just over this already, now taehyung can't give him chances to look for ways again.

that's an absolute no.

until,

jungkook gave his puppy eyes and infamous pout.

fuck.

"so that's a no? i'm sleeping on the couch then?" he lowly spoke, his voice resembling of an awfully sad kid.

"i– i said i can sleep on the couch!"

"couch it is then" the raven head limped his shoulders down as he turned around, walking to the couch like a downhearted puppy.

taehyung could visually see his invisible ears go down.

"oh god. . ." the brown-haired male mumbled under his breath, rubbing his forehead in between his fingers as he finally called out the sad puppy– i mean jungkook. "fine! let's just share the bed!"

the sad pout from jungkook's pierced lips was replaced with a wide grin at the older's words.

taehyung noticed and mentally facepalmed. god, let me survive this night. please.

taehyung checked again if the pillows were in the right spot, the spot of being between them.

he moved at a glacial pace soundlessly in fear of waking up the sleeping cute jungkook. okay calling him cute wasn't on his list since the raven head screamed hot daddy vibes. however, after agreeing to share the same bed, jungkook was surprisingly cautious about everything.

like how he instantly put pillows between them, keeping his body on the edge to give more space for taehyung to take even though the bed is huge enough for them to sleep however they want. moreover, it was cute how he said good night while yawning and rubbing his eyes like a kid who couldn't wait to hit the pillow beneath his head.

and here taehyung was, doubting jungkook would try to do something funny with him. he is guilty but this is how he always has been. wary of people. even with bogum, it took him years to loosen up. although whenever he was with jungkook, he felt a sense of safety. like jungkook wouldn't dare hurting him even if he had given the chance to. strangely enough,

jungkook. . . felt like home.

taehyung would have run away if anybody tried to sexually arouse him, well it would be harassment if it wasn't jungkook. but since it's jungkook he couldn't call it harassment since he was enjoying and somewhat provoking the raven head.

he dared to ask jungkook to kiss him and he almost agreed on having sex with him. could he even blame jungkook for behaving the way he has till now? it would be insensitive of him.

moreover, the raven head seems to have interest in him– although taehyung would name it temporary infatuation. maybe jungkook was still immature and failed to see what he was trying to drag himself into.

as the older one, taehyung should protect jungkook. if it was protecting to even begin with.

god, was this complicated?

"what are you thinking of so hard?"

taehyung recoiled at the deep husky voice. "you— you are awake?"

". . . nope"

"go to sleep idiot"

"will you be okay?"

"huh?"

"will you be okay, hyung?" taehyung knew what the younger meant and even though he didn't know the answer to it. he just lied. something he figured he was good at.

"yes. i'm sure tomorrow will be a better day"

"i hope so" the raven head smiled to himself as he soon immersed back into sleep.

it had been ten, twenty then thirty minutes when the brown-haired male was assured jungkook was deep in sleep by now. taking this chance he trailed his weary eyes on his right side, staring for a bit longer than he intended to at the sleeping man. noticing how the black hair strands were getting over his closed eyes.

so he slowly pushed them back, being extra careful so the younger won't wake up again. retrieving his hand back he continued staring at jungkook. noticing how he had his pierced lips slightly parted, his bunny teeth showing a little.

how beautiful. taehyung always has been fond of beautiful things. as an art fanatic, who can find artistic traits in literally everything taehyung could find so many things about jungkook artistic and rather inimitable. such as the tattoos scattered over his left arm— so many designs that left taehyung wondering what were their meaning and if he could draw one on his canvas without messing it up, or the way he breathed with his bare chest slightly going up and then down— almost in a rhythm that could be in beat with classical music he puts on when he does certain paintings, or how he put one arm under his head and tilted his face to avoid the moonlight falling over his closed eyes— giving taehyung ideas on to make a painting of his dreamy face right there, or the length of his black and blonde mixed hair falling over his nape in a tousled yet elegant way— taehyung can draw those lengths exactly how they are, blending the dark black and dirty blonde colours together without creating a mess if he puts his mind into it.

in fact, taehyung can bring out so many ideas related to art just from having a glance at the raven head. after all,

jeon jungkook is an art himself.

taehyung realized it for quite a while now.

too bad. he can't have him.

wait— did he want jungkook to begin with? taehyung didn't want an answer to that question considering it would make him more miserable than he is already.

he has loved once.

it was enough.

it should be enough.

sleep soon started to drowse him. how odd, taehyung was sure he won't fall asleep. but who would tell taehyung that with jungkook being by his side,

he feels safe. safe enough to let his guard down.

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jungkook's pov:

"oh. . . oh my god" i muttered in my head. because i'm afraid if i do it with my loud ass voice, the man who has hugged me like a koala would wake up and push me away again.

nope. can't risk it.

carefully adjusting my body to the side so that i face tae who whined in his sleep and tightened the grip around my body. i put my arms around him as well so that we are hugging each other now.

a smile appeared on my lips which never does around this time because i hate mornings as much as i hate microwaves. i guess, that might have changed, for today at least.

i nuzzled my face in taehyung's hair, smelling his hair because fuck, how does a person's hair smell this freaking good and be so darn fluffy?!

the grip around my torso was tight as if taehyung didn't want to let go of me. i wish he could be as honest as he is in his sleep.

no worries. we can work on that too.

as to what i was saying, i usually feel sleepy as hell around this time. heck, i don't even wake up before 12 pm but right now, my eyes were wide open, remaining on a sleeping adorable taehyung.

i observed how his flawless skin was glowing in the morning light, long eyelashes were unmoved indicating he wasn't waking up any soon. his fluffy brown hair scattered around his forehead, a few hair strands standing left and right in a life taking cute way. his pink lips that are— i don't know, love shaped? in a thin line yet managed to look so fucking kissable– no, i'm not kissing him even though my heart is exploding to touch them, but i won't. not until he wants me to.

the sunlight seemed to attack tae's closed eyes in an attempt to wake him up and i couldn't be more pissed— how dare this fucking sun trouble my adorable fluffy hyung?!

i blocked the sunrays by lifting my free hand over taehyung's face to protect him from the harsh light. keeping my hand in the air should be a hard task to do, however, it didn't even feel like i had my hand in the air. the sole thought of taehyung waking up made me forget about it all.

just for a bit more.

i squealed like a teenager while hugging taehyung back, his face buried in my naked chest— his warm breath tickles my skin and fuck, this is not the time but i think i also have a boner because of how his legs were rubbing against my hardened dick.

that can be taken care of. let me just enjoy this moment of hugging my love.

it was about time i started to sense the pain my hand was having from keeping it over taehyung's face for half an hour.

i should probably freshen up. taehyung can wake up any minute too.

ugh— let me just hug him once more!

it was about time taehyung woke up. yawning and flapping his hand around until it struck him.

he opened his eyes wide in between yawning before sitting up straight. where is jungkook. . . there was no trace of the raven head which slightly baffled him.

jungkook seemed like the person to sleep like a log. maybe taehyung was prejudiced. but who would tell him, he was the reason jungkook decided to leave the bed earlier than he ever did in his life after hitting adulthood, to take calm his dick and heart both.

it was also strange how taehyung woke up so late.

eight am.

fuck. he had college at seven.

did kim taehyung just miss his morning class? for the first time in his life?

how could he sleep so peacefully? something he hasn't done in years. is jungkook's bed this comfortable?

but again, who would tell taehyung. it wasn't jungkook's bed that was comfy but the owner himself. his sturdy chest and arm where he slept so well.

"ugh whatever. i should leave now" a sudden rush of sadness swamped him. knowing he would be met with an empty house when he will return and also hear an earful from the principal when he will tell his excuses on why he couldn't attend the morning classes after reaching the college for the noon ones.

today was supposed to be a better day huh? well, guess taehyung indeed lied.

having several thoughts in his already muddled head, taehyung came downstairs. to find jungkook to inform him, he was leaving.

however, taehyung stopped in his tracks when he spotted jungkook in the kitchen that was attached to the hall room.

he gulped thickly when he was met with jungkook's chiselled broad naked back, an apron clung to him. the raven head seemed to sense the older's sharp gaze on him as he turned around, smiling at the sight of a bed haired taehyung.

"hyung! good morning"

"g-good morning" taehyung gulped even harder when he noticed jungkook's left nipple slightly peeking out of the blue apron the raven head wore. his abs outlined with the thin fabric that hunged around his body.

gladly jungkook had his long hair tied in a man-bun neither taehyung might have just passed out right then and there.

"hope you slept well"

a little too well. however, the older didn't let those words out and just nodded subtly.

"uhm i should go now. . . thanks for everything and— sorry, i bothered you a lot" taehyung bowed slightly even though he was older. it just felt the right thing to do since he troubled jungkook a lot since yesterday, maybe for a few days.

"stop thanking me and what are you bowing for? you're making me feel bad!" the raven head almost ran to taehyung, now standing in front of him while sulking. "hyung is mean. leaving all so sudden"

seeing that pout on the younger's pierced lips again, taehyung panicked. 

"i'm. . . i'm sorry! i didn't mean to offend you. . ."

jungkook tilted his head and looked down at taehyung with a slight grin that taehyung failed to notice. "are you really sorry?"

"yeah!"

"then have breakfast with me" jungkook smiled brightly, making it all too hard for taehyung to say no.

"will that make you stop pouting?"

"absolutely" he bites down on his lips before winking at taehyung. god, the raven head made a breakfast deal so hot without any reason.

"fine. but i'm leaving after that"

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"holy cow! you cook so well!" taehyung breathed out, letting the fried rice melt in his mouth.

"i'm not a breakfast person, i usually skip it so i didn't know what to cook for you. anyway, i'm glad you like the food" jungkook shyly smiled, scratching the back of his head– something taehyung figured he does when he gets flustered.

cute. taehyung thought.

finishing his food while the raven head sipped on his coffee, glancing at taehyung once in a while in a subtle way so that taehyung won't feel uncomfortable, they finished soon.

sad. taehyung needs to leave now.

even the brown-haired lad didn't know why he felt blue out of nowhere. not knowing the reason was that he had to go now. back in his old tiresome life.

well, it was good while it lasted.

"uhm. . . see you then?" taehyung wore his shoes, glad that his feet were alright now. now turning back to face jungkook who stood there, leaning against the wall.

"yeah see you" there was no doubt jungkook felt sour to let the older leave. if he could, he would keep taehyung to himself for forever but that wasn't possible. not yet at least.

however, just when taehyung was about to leave, jungkook felt something tighten in his chest. something telling him this was his chance and that he was losing it so recklessly. and so without his own knowing he rushed to the older who almost opened the door.

"tae!" upon hearing his name, taehyung turned around.

his eyes widened and body frozen by the younger's action.

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i genuinely feel like my writing isn't quite presentable. still thank you sm for supporting this book :)<3