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𝕴𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔 𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖉𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖑 𝖘𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖆 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖔𝖆𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝕿𝖆𝖊𝖐𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖋𝖑𝖚𝖋𝖋.

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- 𝕋𝕠𝕡 𝕂𝕠𝕠𝕜

- 𝔹𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕒𝕖

- 𝔽𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗

- 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗

I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. Fair warning, this oneshot is probably the suckiest one I've ever written. And its short. Have fun :D

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"Hey Tae, where the hell are all my clothes?"

Taehyung's gaze shot up from his laptop. 

He looked up at the door that was across the living room from where his boyfriend's voice had come. He then looked down at himself and smiled nervously. 

Uh oh.

"Tae?" he called out again when he didn't get an answer.

"Oh uh, yeah! I - I sent them to the laundry. You know, you never really do your own so -," Even as he said it, he knew it was untrue.

"Lies. You know how much I love doing the laundry. hyung. The smell of the detergent always -," Jeongguk appeared at the doorway and his sentence died in his throat. He raised an eyebrow and the corner of his mouth lifted in an amused smirk.

Taehyung bit his lip and tried a nervous smile.
Jeongguk was wearing a pair of old jeans and was shirtless as a result of half his closet being ravaged and emptied out by a certain somebody.

"Really?" He shook his head as he enjoyed the sight of Taehyung wearing his white hoodie that was way too big for his smaller frame and very skimpy shorts that were almost completely hidden. "Hmm, well should have guessed. I should know how much you love stealing my clothes, Taehyungie," Jeongguk mused, as he walked towards the older boy.

Taehyung scooted back on the couch frantically but Jeongguk was faster. 

He swooped down in a flash and hooked an arm under Taehyung's knees and lifted them up onto his lap as he sat down. The elder let out a squeak. One hand slipped under the elder's hoodie and the other gripped the sensitive inside of Taehyung's thigh.

"I mean, I'm not complaining, I like seeing you in my clothes," he shrugged as he was amused by his boyfriend's cheeks slowly turning red. 

"Sh-Shove off, let me complete my English essay," Taehyung said weakly as he kicked one leg up, trying to push Jeongguk away. 

"Mmkay, as you wish my prince," Jeongguk grinned and pulled away, letting Taehyung go. He leaned down and pecked his lips. The elder sat up, shooting the other an embarrassed glare.

Taehyung was given exactly fifteen minutes. 

The moment the sound of his laptop shutting down came, Jeongguk reappeared, smiling.

He raised a puzzled eyebrow but wasn't given the chance of asking anything. "You wanna play something?" Jeongguk asked, excitement seemingly twinkling in his brown eyes. The elder sighed. "If it doesn't include you making me blush or squirm then yeah, why not?"

Jeongguk pursed his lips and shrugged, "Can't tell you that. Anywho, truth or dare it is!"

He swooped forward and lifted Taehyung up again like he was a feather. 

It earned him a surprised shriek as Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jeongguk's neck instinctively. Biting back a smile, he walked towards the bedroom and set Taehyung down in a pillow fort. "So truth or dare?" the younger asked as he flopped down. Taehyung squinted at him suspiciously.

"This is - you're thinking of something. You have something in mind that you're gonna tell me. So it's a trick question, isn't it?"

Jeongguk replied by staring at him with adoring heart-eyes.

"S-So I - uh - it -," Taehyung stuttered, suddenly flustered. The endeared look on Jeongguk's face intensified. "Quit looking at me like that! I can't stop messing up my words when you do that thing!" he whined and threw a pillow at the younger. 

"I'm not doing anything!" Jeongguk laughed, throwing his hands up as he grinned.

"Yes you are! Y-You're doing that - thing you do. W-When you space out - and... and just - stare at me with that stupid look on your face!" the older boy cried out. His lower lip unknowingly jutted out in the tiniest of tiny pouts. 

"Well, what can I say? You make me do stupid things, angel. Love makes us do stupid thing -", he earned himself a hard smack on his jaw.

Taehyung scowled at him through crimson cheeks. 

"You're watching too many dramas and romance films, Jeongguk," he grumbled as the younger sat up, smiling through watery eyes as he massaged his jaw that felt like it was broken.

"Underestimated your strength," Jeongguk chuckled as he blinked away tears of pain.

Taehyung's eyes widened and he crawled forward at supersonic speed. He pulled Jeongguk's hand away and looked extremely worried. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you that hard - a-are you okay?"

Jeongguk suddenly shot up and pushed Taehyung back. The apparent pain vanished. 

He stayed on all fours above him and enjoyed the sight of the boy's face flushing again. "You know," he mused thoughtfully, "we really should take you to a doctor. It's not healthy if all that blood keeps rushing to your face."

Taehyung glared at him. "Or maybe we should make you stop doing things that make the blood reach my face."

Jeongguk hummed as he narrowed his eyes playfully. "Sure, hyungie," he chuckled before he was shoved off to his side by Taehyung.

"I choose truth," Taehyung sat up and said while shuffling as far away as he could from Jeongguk on the bed. 

"Okie dokie. Now. Your question is," he paused. "Would you rather be the richest person on Earth or have the most beautiful person ever be your partner?"
Taehyung wrinkled his nose. 

"That's the stupidest thing I've heard in my life. Probably the prettiest person. But I wouldn't like them for the looks. It depends on the person," he said honestly.

Jeongguk's right hand moved like a viper striking. Taehyung blinked at the sudden movement and frowned when he saw his boyfriend holding up a mirror in front of him. 

"Uh?" he raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Realization hit him like a football going miles an hour. His eyes widening comically made Jeongguk burst out in hysterical laughter. "Your face was priceless I should've got my camera, Jesus Christ," he laughed and clutched his stomach as he kept glancing at Taehyung's expression. 

The elder's face heated up. "Son of a curse word, will you stop doing that!" he cried weakly. 

"Hmm, only when you stop being so irresistibly adorable," Jeongguk regained his composure and grinned back. 

Taehyung threw a pillow at him but it landed a few inches away from him. 

And then it turned into a vicious pillow fight punctuated with their laughs and giggles.

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"In a molecule of CH4, the hydrogen atoms are spatially oriented towards the centre of?"

"Tetrahedrons."

Jeongguk groaned and stretched out before flopping back onto the bed. "Jesus, you know everything already, why're you so nervous?"

Taehyung stopped pacing around the room and gasped over-dramatically in reply, "It's a huge examination, you don't understand how hard this is for me!" 

The younger raised his head from his lying position and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh goodness, just relax, Tae. It's gonna be fine," he exclaimed and threw the flashcards down  next to him. "No it's not! What if I don't get good marks?" he gasped again, "what if I don't even pass?" Jeongguk sighed and put an elbow on his side, pushing himself up on it.

"Okay, listen to me. The worst marks you can get is 90. Okay? And even if you get worse than that, what does it matter? Look, I know you're worried about your exam but you can't get so worked up about it, yeah? C'mere," he said and shifted to his right, raising his right arm towards Taehyung and beckoning him towards himself.

Taehyung lifted himself up onto his lap and sighed as he felt Jeongguk's warm arm encircle around his shoulders. 

"Thank you," he whispered and turned his head to smile at him. "No problem, love. Now, what is the orbital hybridization for nitrogen in the molecule NO−2?" 

"SP squared?" Taehyung said hesitantly as he sat up again and faced Jeongguk.

"Yeah. Wait, I have a better idea. Every time you get something right, I have to take a piece of clothing off and every time you get something wrong...", he trailed off, smirking as he shifted towards Taehyung. 

"Come now, don't hide yourself from me, love," Jeongguk grinned widely when he saw Taehyung's red face. "Dear God, do you ever stop? Just - Jeongguk, no, okay? No," Taehyung said, his palms covering his face. 

Jeongguk hummed as he moved back again, shooting Taehyung one last lopsided smirk.

"What is the freezing point of water?"

"Uh - I - 100 degrees in Celcius," Taehyung fumbled. 

Jeongguk's grin grew wider, "I said freezing, not boiling, Taehyungie," he said in a sing-song voice.

Taehyung's head shot up in shock. "I - uh - th-that's what I meant!" he said, anxiously.

"But it isn't what you said," Jeongguk smirked and tossed the flashcard aside again. "Well then, do you need help or will you put on a show for me, angel?" Taehyung's face dusted with a deep pink. 

"W-We didn't - I never agreed to that," he said, his voice growing fainter with each word as Jeongguk crawled towards him. 

In a moment or two, the younger was hovering over him, a dangerous hot smirk playing on his lips. Taehyung pushed him away, face red for god-knew-what-time that day. "I-I'll let you cuddle with me, only that but first I've gotta keep my - my stuff away," he stuttered and slipped off the bed.

Jeongguk shrugged in agreement. 

The elder started gathering up his chemistry books and flashcards as slowly as he could, moving like an actual sloth. Five whole minutes passed and he stood up again and started towards the door when disaster struck. What was funnier was the fact that Jeongguk had just started saying, "You're carrying a lot of things, want help?" and getting up.

Now, they usually associated the word 'disaster' with one of their friends, Kim Namjoon. But sometimes, Namjoon's power of clumsiness and destruction showed up in them as well.

All of Taehyung's arranged-according-to-importance-order pages slipped out of his hand. Taehyung groaned as he leaned down.

"Fuck me," he snapped angrily as he started to pile up the stray pages again.

The surprised look on Jeongguk's face melted off. He slipped off the bed and glided across the hardwood floor on his socks.

All of a sudden he spun Taehyung around, leaned in and pressed their lips together. 

Taehyung's eyes flitted shut and he kissed back shyly. However, Jeongguk was having none of that. 

He swiped his tongue over the elder's bottom lip, but didn't get any response. He moved to pull away to growl out an, "Open up", but Taehyung's tight grip on his shoulders didn't allow him to do so. 

Seeing no other option, Jeongguk bit down gently on his lip, eliciting a soft moan. Smirking in victory, he let his tongue slip in. Taehyung made no attempt to fight for dominance and simply allowed the younger to run his wet muscle around his hot mouth. The soft moans escaping from him made Jeongguk's stomach twist in excitement. 

His lungs were burning, begging for air but that only added to the pleasure. When he felt Taehyung tug at his long dark hair, he pulled away, stumbling back and falling onto the bed.

Jeongguk groaned at the sight under him.

Taehyung's usually neat hair was messed up and he had a light blush dusting his cheeks. His lower lip was pulled in by his teeth and as was visibly obvious, he was already slipping into subspace. 

The older boy let out a soft whine when he realized Jeongguk wasn't going to kiss him again any time soon. Jeongguk chuckled, "Already so whiny, baby. We didn't even get started yet."

"Tell me what you want, angel," he ordered in a deceivingly subdued voice, his mouth working on Taehyung's skin. 

"J-Jeongguk," came the whine in reply. 

"I - I have a webinar in t-two minute," Taehyung stammered, face aflame. The younger sighed and pulled back, already scowling, displeased. "I fricking hate your classes. Movie and cuddles after that?" he did the 'big pleading eyes' thing that always worked. 

"F-Fine - I promise," he sighed as he wriggled out of Jeongguk's grip.

"Come back fast!"

"Yeah, alright Ggu," Taehyung yelled back.

Jeongguk slumped back on the bed. Man, was he lucky to have Taehyung.

~ 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖉 ~

A.N. We're all soft for taekook fluff. But is this foreshadowing for more angst to come? Or foresHiNINg for more fluff?

Hope you liked it, stay safe and take care and I love you 3000!

P.S.

^ That's basically my wallpaper to life at this point.

~ Lesley ❤