Chapter 13

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"You Taehyungie?" Jimin asked softly, standing behind the boy as he was doing his homework.

"Yeah?" Taehyung asked, not looking up from the sheet. A good week had passed since they'd become official.

"Don't you wanna watch SpongeBob with me?" Jimin asked softly, massaging his back.

Taehyung sighed. "I can't... I have this essay to finish and I have an exam the day after tomorrow."

"But we could cuddle." Jimin tried, digging his fingers a bit deeper into Taehyung's shoulders. The boy tensed underneath him. Considering how small Jimin's fingers were there were ridiculous amounts of strength in them. Not that he actually massaged too roughly but Taehyung was just a bit too tense lately.

"I really shouldn't..."

"Pretty please?" Jimin begged, pecking Taehyung's cheek. "I wanna cuddle... and I wanna touch them again."

Taehyung groaned. "Don't say that. That sounds sexual."

Jimin giggled. "Sorry."

Fake annoyed Taehyung got up, wrapping his arms around Jimin's waist and pulling the boy into a warm kiss. "I still can't believe I can just do that... you can't begin to imagine how often I thought about just doing this." He cupped Jimin's jaw before pecking the tip of his nose. Jimin scrunched up his face and Taehyung made a sound of happiness in the back of his throat that sounded too damn cute.

"Come watch SpongeBob with me and we can kiss lots and lots." Jimin offered, slowly running his hands over Taehyung's waist down under his t-shirt before brushing over his back where the slit was. He was greeted with one of the tentacles instantly wrapping around his hand happily while the others were still a bit shy when it came to Jimin.

"Please." Jimin used his puppy eyes and Taehyung finally caved in.

"Fine. It's not okay that you're using them against me by the way. They wouldn't let me work now anyways."

Jimin chuckled as he pulled the one that had instantly wrapped around his hand to the front. He had the strong feeling that this was the bravest one. The one that had been the one Jimin had touched for the very first time he'd gotten into contact with Taehyung's tentacles.

"How long are they?"

Taehyung looked amused. "Try."

Jimin nodded, tracing his thumb over the tentacle's tip before slowly backing up. Apparently the limit was around three meters, which was ridiculously long, because when Jimin reached that length the tentacle unwrapped from him, hovering in the air right in front of him, looking almost like Jimin had betrayed it by forcing it to let go.

He quickly stepped back into the radius but instead of wrapping around his hand again the tentacle wrapped around his waist, pulling him back to Taehyung with surprisingly much strength. It was weird but it hadn't even taken a week for Jimin to completely get rid of any fear he'd had.

He didn't feel restricted by how tight it was holding him, neither scared him the idea that they could probably have their way with him if they wanted to. Like he had seen in that video. But it really didn't scare him. Not with Taehyung. Maybe, just maybe, that thought even did turn him on to some extent.

"So, SpongeBob?" Taehyung asked in amusement as he watched his tentacle manhandle Jimin. The boy didn't seem annoyed by it.

When he stood in front of Jimin the tentacle lazily draped around Jimin's arm again. Jimin watched it for a couple of seconds before coming to the conclusion that it apparently had Jimin where he wanted him to be. "Yeah sure, SpongeBob."

They were lying in bed, Taehyung's arms lazily thrown over Jimin's waist while snuggling into him from behind. His tentacles had, of course with Jimin's permission, wrapped around the boy's upper body and arms and pretty much hugged him as they were watching tv.

Occasionally Taehyung would peck Jimin's neck before pulling him closer. Jimin enjoyed this a lot. He felt like some things had stayed exactly the same as when they'd been friends. The things he'd loved about their friendship.

And then some things had changed. Such as the amount of body contact they had and how open Taehyung was being with his tentacles. He didn't have them out all the time, because from what he said, he didn't want them to harass Jimin with how attention whory they were (although Jimin enjoyed attention just as much so they were kind of made for each other). Jimin loved how there was a new side to Taehyung he'd never seen before.

Taehyung looked at him with so much fondness every time Jimin played with one of his tentacles. It was sad knowing that his tentacles were something people were scared of, because Jimin had spent the last couple of days fondling these things and they were so cute it was ridiculous. There was absolutely nothing threatening to them, even though with how hard they'd sometimes grip Jimin, even if it was just a second, Jimin did understand that maybe they were capable of horrible things... but nothing they'd actually do.

When they went from watching SpongeBob to some horror movie, Jimin grabbed one of Taehyung's tentacles, somewhat against its will, and pressed it against his chest, holding onto it with both hands. For a couple of seconds, it somewhat tried to put up a fight, before simply going soft in Jimin's hand.

Halfway through the movie he felt one of them slithering underneath his t-shirt and brushing over his muscular stomach. Jimin turned around to look at Taehyung, who just looked back in confusion. "What is it?"

When Taehyung had mentioned to Jimin that sometimes he didn't really know what his tentacles were doing he'd never thought it was to this extent. Silently Jimin pointed at his t-shirt under which the tentacle had disappeared and Taehyung's face went beet red. "...holy... sorry."

Jimin giggled. "I'm okay with you touching me but I'd prefer you not give me a boner right now. I wanna be scared as shit not turned on." He pointed at the horror movie and Taehyung nodded, forcing his tentacle to retreat and settle around Jimin's waist again.

It didn't even last five minutes though but the second time the tentacle started tracing over Jimin's muscles, the boy simply allowed it to, amused at how stubborn it seemed to be to trace every single line on Jimin's body.

A/N

Me fangirling over my own stories and readers noticing: