Warning!
A bit of M stuff
Again, no actual smut.

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"Fuck you Kim Taeyoung."

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Jeongguk didn't have the time to relish the look of surprise and hurt on the other's face. 

His mind was fixated on the fact that Taehyung was out there and the weather really said, "Fuck you all" because it was suddenly and very conveniently raining.

Sarcasm is a thing these days.

He got up, sparing Taeyoung a glare before he swirled around and raced down the stairs. Half of him still refused to believe that the older boy liked him. The sound of his sneakers against the hardwood echoed across the house, bringing Taeyoung back to reality.

"Jeon -", he started and was cut across by the loud slamming of the door. Taeyoung felt a bitter, sour feeling wash over him. He knew he had fucked up real bad. It was one of his worst characteristics - saying horrible things to and about people without thinking and realizing when it was too late. His heart sunk slowly when he realized how much he had actually hurt his older brother. Even thought it was only a matter of two minutes, Taehyung had always teased him as his younger sibling. 

"What happened to us", a pained sigh escaped him as he glanced down at the picture frames of them.

Meanwhile, Taehyung was standing at the back of the house, under the extending roof of the garage. It was shielding him from the full-on effect of the rain but he was still getting sprayed by raindrops. 

He could've moved backwards into the garage but he didn't. And he didn't care. The look of pure shock on Jeongguk's face was still burned into his mind. 

He would've never seen you as anything more than a friend. Forget friend, you were just a bully to him.
Taehyung tried to shake out the voice that was irking him even more. 

"Taehyung?", a silvery voice rang out. See? He's come to explain how he doesn't reciprocate your feelings. No one wants you, Taehyung. You're just a dumb kid who's such a coward that he can't even confess to his eight-year long crush.

"T-Taehyung, please I just wanna talk -", Jeongguk called out again, shivering as the rain soaked through his shirt. 

The close proximity of his voice brought him back to his senses. Taehyung took in a sharp breath and stepped back. His head spun dizzily, and he tried to find a place where he could hide but finding none, he moved away from where Jeongguk was. 

"T-tae -", a tiny sneeze, "Taehyungg", Jeongguk whined again. Fuck, he's adorable, Taehyung thought before he took off again. He had come in a circle around the house and he reached the front door again, standing still for a few moments before fury bubbled up inside him again. 

He closed his hands around the cold handle of the door and yanked it open.

Jeongguk was now contemplating going out in the rain to see if Taehyung was sitting on a nearby park's bench or something. At this point, he was desperate. He didn't notice how he was shivering in the cold, drenched in the rain, and he didn't notice his teeth chattering. All he focused on right then was to talk to the older boy.

"Taehy-", he stopped dead when he heard muffled shouts from inside the house. Eyes widening in relief and panic at the same time, Jeongguk ran to the front of the house. The sloshy mud splattered his shoes and he would've normally 'ew'ed but right then he had other priorities.

Jeongguk opened and closed the door, the full fledged fight of the two brothers hitting him in the face. He shrank back at the seething and heated Taehyung. 

For the second time that day, he reminded himself to never get on the boy's wrong side.

"What is your problem, Tae?", Taeyoung yelled. 

"My problem? My PROBLEM is that you keep fucking with every single good thing in my life. And now you've messed up the last thing I ever wanted."

"Oh look. Bad boy's gone all soft. Love, huh brother? Love?", he sneered, lips curling. Flaming-when-angry sure did run in the family.

Taehyung searched for a reply as he glared daggers at the other. "We trusted each other! Then suddenly, just because Mom and Dad went away, you turned all distant! They never gave two shits about us, Taehyung. If you had realized that earlier, maybe you wouldn't have fucked up our relationship. Brother", Taeyoung spat out the last word.

"I DIDN'T CARE ABOUT OUR PARENTS. BUT THE LAST PERSON WHO LOVED ME DIED, TAEYOUNG. Our grandmother. And if you cared about me, you'd have given me time to get over it instead of trying to come and comfort me every fucking day!", Taehyung bristled. 

"Oh so now I'm the bad guy, huh? Taehyung, I tried to get through to you for so long. But you REFUSED to let me in!"
"I'm not like you Taeyoung. I don't feel better in human company! When I have to heal, I do it alone."

Taeyoung paused and lowered his head. His voice was lower and hoarse when he spoke again. "You weren't the only person who cared about Grandma, Taehyung. I was affected too. But I didn't push you away - I tried to comfort you. Maybe if you weren't so selfish for once, you'd actually see."

Taehyung turned away. His jaw clenched and he seemed to be fighting with himself internally.

"She was the last person who cared about me. Life's not as easy for me as it is for you, Taeyoung. People will fall all over you and all you've got to do is smile. J-Jeongguk", he winced as he said the name, "he - he didn't shove me away. Even though I pissed him off and annoyed him. He wasn't scared of me and didn't avoid me. On the contrary, I can't seem to avoid him. Why did you do that, Taeyoung? You could've hurt me in any way, but that?"

"Tae - I'm sorry. But I don't think you need to worry", Taehyung's head snapped up at that. Jeongguk almost forgot that he was in the room as he tried to melt into the door or turn invisible. 

"I've seen how he looks at you, Tae. You're both oblivious fucktards but I've seen how he looks at you. Tell me one thing, dear brother, have you ever seen him blush when he talks to me?" Taeyoung looked dead serious.

His twin blinked. "I - why the hell would I notice that?"

Taeyoung laughed. "No. Tae, you complete idiot. I'm not saying what I did was right, alright? I'm sorry, I really am. But Jeongguk really likes you. And I'm not talking platonic. He's shy by nature, yeah, but you know the only reason he's still in denial? He doesn't wanna admit he likes the bad boy who could break his heart and leave him lonely. WHICH, of course, is the usual impression of a jocky playboy. A-And you're not a playboy, jesus I'm not saying that," he rushed at the look of growing confusion on Taehyung's face. 
"So instead of admitting it, he chooses to believe he likes the good brother. The twin who seems like he could love him better. Take away Bella's keys forever if I'm wrong but Jeongguk likes you." 

Taeyoung smiled softly, a look of rare endearment on his face at Taehyung's shock. Bella in this case, was the boy's prized sports car.

Jeongguk nearly choked on air. He didn't want to believe it but the way Taeyoung explained it made so much sense that it physically hurt.

"Stop fucking messing with me." 

"I'm not joking - seriously! Look, I'm very much a bottom like him. And don't deny it, your little crush is the biggest bottom out there -"

"YOU'RE A BOTTOM, WHAT THE FU -" 

"HEY IT TOOK A LOT TO CONFESS THAT -" 

"I DID NOT NEED TO KNOW THAT DUDE -" 

"Whatever", Taeyoung huffed. "But you were wrong, Granny wasn't the last person who cared about you. What am I then, huh? And you're ignoring the existence of your potential bunny boyfriend. Also, you got a fanclub at school, you dense jerk." 

"My what." 

"Potential bunny boyfriend! Oh come on, don't tell me you've not noticed his cute little bunny teeth." 

"SHUT UP. And whatever. Love you too. Sike", Taehyung muttered, rolling his eyes and hugged him, all traces of the fight gone.

"Glad to know that. Now you might want to take care of your boyfriend in the corner there", Taeyoung smirked. 

We're going fast, also what the heck -, Taehyung turned, eyes narrowed. 

Jeongguk was still in the corner and his attempts at invisibility had obviously failed. "FUC- Ahem." Taehyung cleared his throat, his heart jumping to his throat and back at finally spotting the boy.

"H-Hey, Jeon", Taehyung tried to say in an indifferent manner but failed. His face flushed all of a sudden as he spoke. [A.N. I'm sorry but tops blushing is my kink. Or not. The fuc-]

"Tae", Jungkook shuddered as a stray breeze from some open window hit him. Taehyung blinked before he knitted his sharp eyebrows together. 

In the literal flutter of an eye, he was beside Jeongguk, a hand on his shoulder and the other around his small waist.
"You're soaked to the bone - oh god, we need to get you changed. Now." The younger trembled as he let himself be pressed against Taehyung's firm, built chest. Again.

God fucking damnit, he thought as he blushed again. 

"Taeyoung, close all the doors and windows, and - fuck, Jeongguk, why the hell did you go out in the rain?", his unintentional raising of voice made the brunette flinch. 

"Fuck - I'm sorry, I didn't -", Taehyung sighed and yanked him into a tight hug. It was like some cool suave dude had taken over his usual stuttering, flushed mess in front of Jeongguk. 

Well. Almost. Maybe. You get what I mean. 

"Get a room, bitches."

His voice made a very red Jeongguk pull away. "S-sorry I-I'll go ch- change -", he backed away and tripped over the rug immediately. 

"Whoa there", Taehyung put an arm out and caught him by the waist like some fairy tale prince. "Th-Thanks", the youngest shivered and turned redder.

"D'you need help? You don't look like you can walk two feet in these drenched clothes." Jeongguk opened his mouth and Taeyoung answered. 

"Yes. Yes. He does. He does need help, Tae, go help him", he suppressed laughter.

Taehyung shrugged. "Eh." He dived and swept up the smaller frame, Jeongguk's hands automatically going to his strong shoulders. 

"I-I'm getting you a-all we-wet", he sniffled and sneezed in tiny. Taehyung cooed and touched their noses together. "That's okay princess, we've got a bigger mission right now.

Jeongguk's cheeks coloured up instantly.

FUCKING DAMNIT, he yelled in his head.

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Taehyung streaked up the stairs and entered his room, locking the door so that his intrusive twin wouldn't eavesdrop or interrupt them. 

While they talked, of course.

He placed Jeongguk on the bed gently and extracted himself from him. "There now, it's alright, I'm gonna get you warm in no time. Hot chocolate or coffee?", he asked, trying to distract Jeongguk from the freezing cold enveloping him as he peeled his jacket off. 

Taehyung's mind was set on getting him warm and cozy and he didn't quite realize what he was doing. Jeongguk sneezed cutely again, his pink face not doing him justice.

"T-Tae", he mewled in embarrassment when he realized the older was undressing him.
"Yeah Gguk?", he replied, turning around to dip a towel in some warm water. He twirled around and ran the cloth along Jeongguk's bare skin. The goosebumps receded slowly. "Tae - I - I can do t-the rest m-myself", he said again. 

Something snapped inside Taehyung. He registered the fact that he was looking at a Jeongguk he had fucking unclothed.

Fuck, he thought when he saw the younger boy only had a pair of boxers on, his smooth milky skin on full display. 

Taehyung would have got a hard-on instantly but guilt washed over him first. "O-oh shit - Jeongguk, I'm so sorry - I was just trying to - fuck, I always mess everything up don't I?", he had turned away from the furiously blushing boy to allow him to wear something. 

Wait.

As if he had sensed the question, Jeongguk stated in a soft voice.

"I - I don't have anything to wear -" Taehyung shielded his eyes respectfully as he turned to the side to his wardrobe. "Uh, that's - that's fine, you can wear something of mine."

"S-sure." Taehyung opened his mouth to reply but then shut it. 

He turned around and closed the door softly behind him. Jeongguk let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Taehyung was not as uncaring as he had thought. He looked around him, taking in Taehyung's room. 

It was a pale blue and white, reminding Jeongguk of the ocean. The first thing that caught his attention was a picture of himself. "What the -", he got up, approaching it. It was a picture Taehyung had himself taken on the last day of school. 

Jeongguk remembered the day crystal clear - the older boy was in the photography club and he had to take pictures and give them to people who wanted photos of themselves, or with their friends. 

Taehyung had pulled him into it, made him stand in front of their school's willow tree in the garden. Jeongguk had protested a lot but he actually liked the outcome. And now he was seeing that Taehyung had taken a copy of it for himself too.

That just confirmed whatever part of his mind that doubted the fact that Taehyung actually liked him. But Taeyoung's words still echoed in his mind.

Jeongguk sat back down on the bed and thought things over. He liked the older boy too. But only as a friend. 

The boy shivered as a gust of wind hit him again. Wear clothes first, think crushes later. He stood up again and glanced through the open closet. "What the heck, how big is he?", he mumbled, looking at the oversized clothes.

"Well, I'd think that was something for you to say, princess." 

Jeongguk jumped at the voice, and turned to see a smirking Taehyung leaning on the door. He frowned before his mouth flew open.

"You - you pervert -", the older laughed as he dodged the flying pillow Jeongguk sent at him.

 "Aw, look at you - all red and blushing. I'd think my dear brother was right for once. You do have a crush on me", Taehyung recovered and said, his tone getting lower and huskier with each word.

"N-no, I do not." "Hmm, well, whatever you say princess. Now, why on earth are you still in only boxers." 

"Can't find anything my size", Jeongguk pouted angrily. 

"So adorable. Alright FINE, CALM DOWN - don't throw pillows at me. I'll find something - god."

In two minutes, Jeongguk was frowning, wearing a shirt twice his size that reached his thighs and his boxers. 

"Find a pair of pants, damnit, how hard is it", he whined. 

"How hard is what? Cause my dick's pretty awake with you sitting there wearing that", Taehyung laughed before adding hastily, "I'm joking, don't throw something else at me now." 

He dived back into the closet, leaving Jeongguk halfway into the process of turning into a cherry.

"Aha", he reappeared and threw a pair of shorts at him. "That should fit you but if it doesn't, I won't be surprised, you're a small .... twig", Taehyung shrugged. 

Jeongguk scowled.

"Turn around", he commanded before slipping on the shorts. "Done?", "Yeah."

Taehyung swivelled around to be met with the sight of a flushed Jeongguk sitting cross legged in his clothes. 

"How domestic. You're like a couple already. Now all you have to do is kiss", Taeyoung walked in, beaming.

"Sh-shut up -", "DUDE - NO - TAEYOUNG, GET THE FUCK OUT -", the two said together, both of them turning red. 

"You're blushing", Jeongguk grinned when he had left. 

"So are you."

"I'm sorry if I - made you uncomfortable", he said in a low voice after a pause. "I-it's okay - but wow, way to change the topic", Jeongguk replied. 

"I'll go get you something warm, for now, go under the blankets." Saying so, Taehyung left the room. 

"Why do you have a picture of me", Jeongguk called after him, teasingly. 

"Shut up Gguk."

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Taehyung hummed as he stirred the hot cocoa. "Make me some too, brother", Taeyoung called as he walked in, flopping down on the sofa. 

"You wish", he rolled his eyes and grabbed the mug, carefully starting on his way back to the room. 

"Eh, I was kinda expecting that", his twin mumbled as he stretched out.

Taehyung walked into his room to see Jeongguk sitting on the side of his bed going through his phone. 

"Hello Sir Cold Mcgee", Taehyung said in an accent as he set down the mug. 

Jeongguk's phone flew out of his hand and he scrambled to turn it upside down. "What? Is the oh-so-innocent Jeonggukie looking at something... inappropriate?", he snickered. 

"N-no, what the hell."

Taehyung let a smirk crawl across his face as he approached the boy. 

"What - what're you-", the older had leaned over him. "Oh no - you are so not seeing that", Jeongguk said when he realized what he was about to do.

He rolled over to the side, falling over his phone but Taehyung was clever. He tickled Jeongguk and as he arched his back, he slipped the device out from under him. "Aha", he said triumphantly but Jeongguk lunged forward, only to tickle the older. "N-no stop - argh", Taehyung wheezed.
Jeongguk giggled and jumped on top of him, straddling Taehyung as he continued attacking his ticklish spots.

That brought Taehyung back to his senses. He swallowed dryly as Jeongguk grabbed his wrists and pinned them down, both the boys breathing heavily. 

Taehyung relaxed under Jeongguk's grip and let the boy watch him. Jeongguk's caramel locks were falling all over his forehead and his chest was heaving up and down. Taehyung had never imagined the boy would be so close to him physically. He drank in his features - the tiny scar on his cheek, the way his full lower lip hung open as he breathed. 

What troubled him the most was the fact that Jeongguk was straddling him. His bottom was pressed right on Taehyung's crotch. Thankfully, he wasn't moving or else Taehyung would have gone mad.

Jeongguk panted as his gaze flitted between Taehyung's eyes. 

It suddenly struck him how handsome and attractive the older was. Not that he hadn't noticed it before. It was just the first time he was so close to him. His sharp eyebrows, eyes that seemed to look into his soul, chiseled jaw - and not to mention his body. Taehyung irises were dark, and he was staring at Jeongguk. 

On an instinct, he leaned down and kissed the older boy. 

All of Taehyung's confidence washed away and he froze as he felt the boy move his lips softly against his. Taehyung suddenly realized that Jeongguk might be doing this just to thank him. Or maybe because he didn't want to hurt Taehyung by rejecting him.

He brought his hands up forcefully and pushed Jeongguk's shoulders. A hurt expression appeared on the boy's face but Taehyung was firm. 

"Tae -" 

"Don't." 

Jeongguk's face fell even furthur.

"I don't want you to pity me. I don't need sympathy. Jeongguk, if you still like Taeyoung, it's fine. I can't make you like me. But don't do - things like that... out of mere pity. Please." 

Jeongguk's lower lip jutted out as he understood why Taehyung would say that. He rolled off, folded his legs under him and sat down beside him. "I - didn't do that - b-because... of what you said", he stuttered, his head tilted down. Taehyung's brow creased into a frown. "Then why would you -"

"I-I think Taeyoung was right", Jeongguk interrupted, speaking hurriedly, his face blossoming out into a shade of red all over again. "About what?" 

Jeongguk gestured to his phone in reply. 

The elder got up on an elbow and picked it up, his eyes widening and a tiny smile appearing when he saw it despite of himself.

"'How to know if you have a crush on someone?' Seriously Gguk? Seriously?", he bit back a smirk. 

Jeongguk shrugged. 

"So you're saying Taeyoung was right about the fact that you do like me?", he held back a grin. 

"M-maybe", the younger fiddled with his shirt hem. "You're not kidding?" 

"O-of course n-not why would I joke about something like this!", he cried. 

"Eh."

"So - just to make things clear. I like you, Jeongguk", Taehyung clarified and smirked when he saw the boy's face turn red again. "All that blood in your face can't be good for your health, can it princess?", he teased. 

Jeongguk threw another pillow at him.

"Y-yeah, I got that. I - I like you too", the bedsheet suddenly turned more interesting than Taehyung's face again. "Hey. Look at me." He did. And he was surprised to see the serious yet whipped look on his face. 
"I'm glad you told me that. Thank you", Taehyung smiled. "Y-you're welcome, I guess." 

"So how did you know it? Did any of these things help?", the blonde returned to Jeongguk's phone, scrolling through the sites. "The - the third one." "Ah", he grinned and tapped on it.

"D-don't read it out -", Jeongguk sighed in vain even as Taehyung started. 

"'Number one. Your reactions when they are around.' Huh, this is gonna be fun, eh Jeonggukie? I'm gonna answer it along with you, kay?", he grinned and continued.
"'The Flirty Reaction. Batting your eyes, flipping your hair, making yourself look good and playing with your hair are all signs of this reaction.' Oh ho ho, this is definitely not you.", he laughed hysterically. 

"Shut up." 

"Alright fine, the next one. 'The Teasing Reaction. If you suddenly start talking loudly or approach them when they're near this is definitely you. You may even be teasing them, poking fun at them just to see them get annoyed or maybe even blush.'"

Jeongguk snorted sarcastically after the other paused. 

"Alright yeah, that's me, shut up you're the next one", Taehyung huffed.

"'The SHY Reaction'", he gave emphasis on the word as he smirked. 

"'Do you suddenly feel like you might like to curl up into a ball when your crush is around? Do you blush incessantly and can't seem to raise your eyes up from that suddenly very interesting speck of dirt on the ground?All of these reactions show that you like this particular person'", he said, before bursting into hysterical laughter.

"Oh my god - this is sO you, I love this site. What's next? AHA. 'When you see them, your heartbeat speeds up and all these butterflies seem to appear out of nowhere in your stomach.'" He paused, staring at Jeongguk as the younger refused to look at him. 

"So?" Jeongguk gave a slight twitch of his head as he glanced at Taehyung. 

"Well, I would say the same except that my dick gets these butterflies whenever I see you", he replied thoughtfully.

Fuck. Shit. Instant regret. His heart sank to his toes when he saw Jeongguk's eyes gloss over and his face fall, a tiny pout appearing on his lips. 

Taehyung got up and crawled over to him, pulling him into his lap as he sat down and hugged him. 

"Hey, hey - Gguk, I'm joking. Hey, I was just teasing you, you know how I get. I - I'm sorry", he spoke into the crook of Jeongguk's neck and placed a tiny kiss there.
"S-so you really on-only want to use me? My b-body? For pleasure?", the younger sniffed as he tried to pull away in vain, as Taehyung's grip on his waist tightened.

"Of course not, baby. Look, I was only teasing you, alright? In reality, I've been dealing with that point there for the past eight years or so. Forget fuckin' butterflies, that's for crushes.
A literal zoo, no - rainforest of animals open up whenever I looked at you. I've seen a lot of these quotes that say if you like a person for more than four or five months, it's not a crush anymore, it's love."

Jeongguk pulled away, falling back in surprise. "A-are yo-you saying -"

"Yeah, I am." Taehyung leaned forward, pulling Jeongguk back onto his thighs and pressing their foreheads together. 

"I know I'm going fast, maybe too much for your comfort and I'm sorry for that but I need to get the truth out. I'm - fuck, saying it out was harder than I imagined -" 

He pulled away, blinking and frowned. 

Jeongguk giggled and leaned in to place a swift kiss on his cheek. "IthinkI'minlovewithyou -", Taehyung rushed out. "Didn't understand that but I got what you meant", the younger smiled shyly.

"I'm glad", Taehyung smiled and stretched out, grabbing the phone again. The brunette rolled his eyes. "I thought we've established the fact that we- we have - um..." he got flustered when Taehyung looked at him deeply. "Yeah?" 

"Don't look at me like that!", he squeaked. "Like what?", Taehyung asked, surprised. "N-never mind, what's the next one?", Jeongguk said.

"Th-there's a winky face, the fuck? 'This is usually for those over 17 or 18. Kiddos, scroll right past this'. What the hec- yeah sure, fucking around with someone means you like them, bitch. 'You have had a wet drea-' YEAH OKAY THIS WAS FUN, LET'S DO SOMETHING ELSE, OH LOOK IS THAT A BIRD?", Taehyung threw the phone somewhere, slid Jeongguk off of him and spoke some gibberish.

"W-wait, hold on. Jeongguk? Oh holy shit - holy shit - I don't like that look -", Taehyung fell back onto one arm as his mouth hung open. "Wh-what?", Jeongguk was flustered. 

"So tell me the truth, the O So Innocent Jeonggukie, have you had a - w e t dream about someone?", Taehyung spelled out, all signs of surprise gone. "NO! O-of course not! You're so - argh!", he groaned, covering his face.

"Alright, fine, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. But did you like that kiss?", Taehyung bit back another smirk.

"Sh-shut up!"

"Would you do it again, Jeon Jeongguk?", he said, crawling towards him. 

Jeongguk's eyes widened slowly as Taehyung slid between his legs, pushing his thigh in to separate them. Taehyung pushed him down and pressed his wrists onto the bed.

"Wh-what're you -", Jeongguk asked softly but shut up when he felt Taehyung's mouth on his collarbone. 

"You didn't answer my question, princess. Would you do it again?", he asked coolly as he went back to attacking and marking up the younger's neck. "T-tae - ah - shit", he whimpered, his fists clenching onto the sheet.

Taehyung let out a low growl and he slid his thigh forward and rubbing it against Jeongguk's length. "Use your words, princess", he growled. "Ah - hyung", the name made the hair on Taehyung's nape rise. 

"Say that again, Gguk", he commanded and went back to his job of rubbing against him. "H-hyung, f-faster", Jeongguk whined, his face red. Taehyung smirked. "You still haven't answered me, love. Do you want me to kiss you again?" 

Jeongguk let out a tiny moan and instantly turned redder as he felt hot all over. "Answer me or we stop here. I'm not going to let you touch yourself and I won't do it either", Taehyung growled, pressing against the younger's sensitive area harshly.

"Y-yes, I do - p-please hyung, I want you to kiss me again", Jeongguk groaned as his back curved in a perfect arch. Taehyung's smirk grew bigger. 

"As you wish, love."

Saying that, he let go of Jeongguk's hands and leaned down, supporting himself on his arms. Taehyung held himself above the younger, his lips ghosting over Jeongguk's. 

He stayed like that for a while, letting his warm breath fan him, before Jeongguk grew impatient and shot up, kissing Taehyung harshly.

Taehyung slowly leaned back and flipped them over, Jeongguk on top this time, all with their lips glued together. He let the younger take control as he adjusted their position. 

Jeongguk ran out of breath quite soon and pulled away, his face red. 

"I think I'm gonna call you Cherry, what with how easily you blush", Taehyung smiled and sliding his arms around Jeongguk's waist protectively, he sat up.

"I'm gonna actually kiss you now, Jeongguk, is that okay?" The younger nodded coyly. "That was sweet and all, but you still haven't learnt what a real kiss is", Taehyung smirked as he leaned back onto the headboard and grabbed the other's neck, pulling him in again.

Taehyung was gentle as he moved his lips against the younger's and pushed him closer to himself. It was a shy, sweet one at first and both the boys felt things inside them as they kissed softly. Then slowly, the fireworks in their stomachs turned into a flame and Taehyung slipped his tongue in without Jeongguk even noticing. 

Jeongguk's cheeks flushed red and he grabbed a fistful of the elder's hair, closing his eyes in pleasure as he desperately tried to keep up with Taehyung's rough manner. But the lack of air soon hit them both and they separated, panting as they looked into each other's eyes - eyes filled with love.

Taehyung swallowed harshly when he heard Jeongguk say in a small, embarrassed voice, "M-more."

He leaned in to give him exactly what he wanted but pulled back when he heard a soft crunch.

Jeongguk scrambled off of Taehyung, who moved in front of him protectively as the younger shrank behind him. "What the hell", the elder growled out.

"No no, go on, I was enjoying this. Live romance. Very nice", Taeyoung shrugged and said as he popped another cheeseball into his mouth. 

Taehyung groaned as he looked around for something to throw at his brother. Jeongguk handed him a book. "GO GET A BOYFRIEND, YOU ANNOYING SHIT", Taehyung yelled as he threw the heavy book as hard as he could at his twin.

"I WOULD BUT JIMIN PLAYS HARD TO GET", came the reply from a distance.

"Wait - Jimin as in my best friend, Jimin?", Jeongguk asked incredulously. "Appears so. God, he's a weasel, Taeyoung is." Taehyung turned back to him after locking the door.

He cocked his head thoughtfully and said, "You know what, those cheesy romance things were right, the submissive one does look good in the other's clothes. Fuck, Jeongguk, go home and get your clothes, it's getting hard to look at you. N-not li-literally though", Taehyung groaned.

Jeongguk just blushed again.

~ 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖉 ~

A.N. Well that came out better than I expected. Also, Vmin for life, bitches.