Taehyung's POV

Jungkook opened his bedroom door before pausing in the hallway.

"Um, you have a seat on a chair or my bed or something, I'm going to quickly find someone to do the dishes and then I will be right back." He directed.

I nodded silently, watching him walk away.

I walked into his room, shutting the door behind me because I don't want one of my family or workers to know what happened to my hand yet.

I know if they see me they will start interrogating me and then I won't have quality time with Jungkook.

Jungkook. His name still feels so new to me.

My eyes gazed over at the map and sure enough the golden weight sat around the edge of Japan, only there was no evidence yet of where we were heading beyond Japan so I would need to find another excuse to come into his room for that.

My heart raced as I looked in the opposite direction seeing his bed.

His bedsheets were boring, feminine roses on a white background, but they looked soft.

He has a normal bed, unlike everyone else on the ship.

It's been days now since I had a normal comfortable bed.

I bit my lip as I walked over to it.

I turned, sitting down on it and I automatically smiled feeling the softness under my bum.

"Lucky." I muttered.

After sitting with my head resting in my hands, my arms resting on my knees, I heard the door open and close.

"Sorry about the wait, I told Hoseok you injured yourself because he'd need to change the water and he started panicking and worrying about you and everything so I got caught in an unnecessary conversation because I am sure he will ask you when he sees you how you are." Jungkook complained walking towards me.

"It's fine, it's nice he cared in a genuine way." I replied while looking at my cut.

"You think because he works for you that he wouldn't care?" Jungkook asked while opening his dresser off to the side of his bed a little, searching through it for something to dress my wound.

"I suppose. He is a butler after all. He does all of the necessary but unnecessary tasks for me." I replied.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked with a light laugh while finally finding his medical kit.

"Well for example he pours me drinks of tea when I do have hands myself, I am very capable of pouring myself a drink. Pouring a drink won't callous or bruise my hands." I explained, over dramatising it.

Jungkook walked over to where I sat on the edge of his bed to the left side.

"I see. You prefer tea over coffee?" He asked randomly while putting down the first aid kit on the right side of his bed, pulling out some long white bandage.

"I don't drink coffee. People worry it will keep me awake at night so they make me drink tea but it's rather disgusting actually. I wouldn't purposely choose to have it if I had the choice. I just don't like being rude I suppose. It's just become a normal drink for me to have." I explained, considering it further now.

"Coffee is amazing, I don't understand people who don't have it. You can have some tomorrow if I remember for breakfast because you must try it." He explained while closing the kit.

"Depends on if Hoseok is around, he knows the rules and wouldn't let me drink it if he saw it." I replied.

"Well I'll make sure he's busy and that you take turns eating." He replied now looking at me.

I nodded silently, sort of feeling bubbles of excitement roaring in me for being able to try something new tomorrow.

"Gimme ya hand." Jungkook then said, taking a seat on his bed beside me.

My heart quickened at his closeness, especially because we were on a bed together technically which is the main place encouraged for sexual encounters that I am aware of.

I moved my hand over to him more.

He grabbed some cotton dressing and then dripped some chemicals on it which made me furrow my eyebrows as he did it.

"What's that?" I asked, feeling slightly concerned about whether he may poison me.

"Carbolic acid." He replied looking up at me, possibly noticing some panic in my face.

"It's to sterilize the wound so you don't get infections, it may sting a little possibly." He explained.

I nodded, biting my bottom lip as he looked back down at the dressing, wrapping the cotton tightly around my cut and slightly up my forearm.

I scrunched up my nose experiencing some mild stinging from the acid, hoping it does just keep my wound clean.

"We can dress it again in a couple days if it hasn't healed again, just keep an eye on it because there's a lot of things you could touch here to get some sort of infection." Jungkook told me.

"Do you get hurt often?" I asked now curious, he made eye contact with me while shaking his head.

"Nah. I trust my crew and they trust me so we protect each other when enemies ambush us. Because I am young, I'd like to say I am quick at moving so I very rarely get hurt. I got a couple scars of course though but I am getting better at keeping myself safe." He explained.

"What weapons do you use in a battle?" I asked not long after.

He softly smiled at my curiosity before answering, "Swords, knives, cannon, rope or chains. That sort of a thing."

"I presume you don't hurt yourself often too?" He asked me while putting the rest of the cotton dressing away in the medical kit.

"No. Sometimes during fencing but only if I am being too lazy or too full of myself and my skills because then I am less calculated." I told him.

"Fencing is the richest sport right now, I shouldn't even be surprised." He scoffed while getting up off the bed from beside me to put the kit away in his dresser again.

"I only do it in my home. It's more something else to keep me fit or less bored that rule enforcers let me take part in." I told him while lying my back down on his bed now, enjoying the soft sinking mattress.

"What are you doing?" He asked, I heard a light chuckle come from him from over by the dresser.

"You have no idea how much I miss comfortable beds." I complained.

He laughed more, "Well sorry about it but I am not trading my bed for yours." He hummed.

"I didn't expect you to, which is why I am lying on it now while you aren't using it." I exclaimed.

"Alright." He said with a soft chuckle.

His voice mixing into soft laughter was one of the most attractive things about him. It was heart stopping over how adorable it was.

After some moments of silence, I let my cheek tip towards where he last stood as I was confused by his silence.

My eyes scanned over him as he stood by his dresser still, only his hands untied the back of his corset.

"You better not change your clothes in front of me." I complained.

"Why not? Are you scared of seeing skin?" He asked while still untying the corset, his head gazing over at me on his bed.

"Ah, no. Just very unacceptable at the palace." I replied.

"Good thing we aren't at the palace." He retorted, making my heart beat faster.

As much as I want to watch him get dressed, I couldn't dare too.

Not until I can get him to like me back and then it will be more a mutual occurrence.

"It's more a partner thing as well from what I have been taught." I informed him as his head was now looking at his dresser for the moment.

"Be my partner then."

My mouth fell open in shock.

"What?" I gasped out as he looked over at me, a cheeky smile appearing on his pink lips.

"I'm joking. You said I was gay earlier so it would make sense of my character, wouldn't it?" He asked while pulling the corset off now.

"Ah, I am sorry. I don't mean to offend you or anything like that." I mumbled tilting my face to look at the roof again in case he does get dressed in front of me.

I gasped however as Jungkook jumped on the bed beside me, however on his knees and arms to the side of my body but somewhat hovering over my face.

"It's okay, there would be perks of being gay," He began.

"Such as having the excuse to touch you."

My heart was beating at such a fast rate feeling one of Jungkook's hands run along my shirt from my chest, travelling down my body.

I didn't even know how to react because I certainly didn't expect him to act like this, even if he is just playing with me.

I want to protest but another half of me wants to know how far he'd be willing to touch my body, even if it is him just teasing me.

"Jungkook." I whimpered, feeling unsure of what more words to say.

"Taehyung." He hummed back, his voice sounding more angelic up close.

I couldn't even focus on one place of Jungkook's face, my eyes flickered all over his lips, to his stunning doe eyes and then even to his milky blushed nose.

His lips were so rich looking, I wanted to devour them, feel them brushing against my own.

I want to get lost looking in his eyes and I want his body to be even closer to mine.

He then reached his face down, making me exhale nervously at our close proximity.

He then put his face near my ear before speaking, ending our chances of possibly kissing.

"We aren't gay, relax." He softly whispered in my ear before climbing off the bed.

My body felt glued to the bed though.

But also an irritating feeling of embarrassment flooded my body because my crush basically humiliated me.

But also he teases me without even knowing that I am gay.

Everything he did was so enticing that I hate him for it because he is just being playful and he doesn't even realize how much my repression of my sexual orientation is suffering and hurting from his acts.

I sat up, watching him walk over to his desk, his white blouse was more freely moving around his thin waist now that the corset was off.

"Do you drink?" He asked me from the other side of the room.

He is speaking to me so informally still that he really is unaware of my feelings.

"Ah, alcohol?" I asked, snapping out of my daze.

"Yeah, alcohol." He said with a chuckle pulling out two shot glasses.

"I do but I prefer to only on special occasions." I replied.

"Hm, suit yourself." He chimed, pouring himself a drink before sitting himself in front of his desk.

My heart pace was still irregular, even just from watching the man who was oblivious.

I stood up from his bed, panicking a little as I headed to the door.

"I think I will go now, thank you for wrapping up my arm." I said before my hand touched the door handle.

"You're welcome." He replied.

"Have a good night Taehyung." He called as I left the room.

Only now that I was away from him did I let loose a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding in.

Jungkook, please stop playing with me and mean your actions because I'd love for them to have meant something to you. I'd love to know your hand tingled against my chest and that you desired kissing me while inches from my lips. I'd love to know you crave such unholy desires with me on your bed. I want you so please just want me too. 

Thoughts? Feelings? Concerns? It'd be so hot if Jungkook just climbed on top of you and teased you like that... Taehyung should've kissed Jungkook. Do yal think it was a missed opportunity? Do yal think Jungkooks gay or straight???

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