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"your lost sister...?" taehyung furrowed his eyebrows and came up to jungkook. "what made you think that?"

"the necklace." jungkook handed the photo he got out to taehyung. "this picture was taken on the day I gave her that golden necklace with her initials on it. I was supposed to give it to her on her birthday, but I didn't have enough money by then."

the old photo that was a little ripped on the edges showed little jungkook and yeona who were sitting on the couch in their house. they both had very child-like, bright smiles on their faces.
taehyung immediately saw the necklace and recognized it.

"I knew the necklace looked familiar." taehyung mumbled.

"what?"

"I saw the necklace the day I stabbed her and carried into the hospital." taehyung explained and handed the photo back to jungkook. "i knew I've seen it before."

"this is horrible." jungkook sat down on the bed, his gaze locked on the photo. "I'm shocked enough by the fact that I found her so suddenly... but why... tae, why did she have to be from the simyeon gang?"

taehyung sat right next to jungkook and wrapped his hand around his shoulders.
"we can't decide anything or judge her right now. we don't know how she has been living and what she has been doing, I'm sure she has reasons... but we can't do anything right now, you know that, right?"

"taehyung!" jungkook got out of his hug and stood up. "I don't even know for how many years I've waited! and now you're telling me to wait patiently?!"

"baby... I know, I understand you." taehyung got up and placed his hands on jungkook's sides gently. "I completely understand what you're feeling now, but please think this through yourself. we're rivals, we're in the middle of a 'war', you can't just go up to her and surprise her with this fact."

"but—"

"kook, let's focus on our main mission for now, let's wait until this all ends." taehyung explained. "after that, we can do anything. we will get you two back together. I promise."

jungkook stayed silent for a moment, but agreed in the end. he flopped back on the bed and exhaled loudly.
"aren't promises a little too much? think about it, people give out promises like its toilet paper."

"I mean... if you see it that way..." taehyung chuckled. "but I see where you're coming from."

"I'm mostly talking about long term promises. the ones who say 'I promised to love you forever' end up breaking up and all."

"well, let me tell you this then – I promise to make you feel loved for as long as I will be able to." taehyung smiled. "seems possibile, right?"

"I like the harsh reality."

taehyung laughed loudly and flopped back on the bed.
his hand travelled down from jungkook's shoulder, stopping at his waist. he appreciated his toned body and small waist with his touch.

"what are you doing?" jungkook turned around to face tae.

"come here."
their lips embraced in a kiss filled with passion. taehyung's hands cupped around jungkook's face with a gentleness that doesn't really suit him. but it sure feels good to the boy who hasn't felt a soft touch in a long, long time. for a moment, jungkook forgets all his worries and leans into the motion, very aware of the heat and length of taehyung's fingers as they caress the silk of his skin, slithering under the shirt. the kiss got more eager by the second.

"it's been a while." taehyung mumbled into the kiss.

"I missed... your touch." jungkook felt rather vulnerable in front of taehyung today, letting him do everything he wanted, giving into his touch.

taehyung was too possessive. he showed it in the way he kissed and touched jungkook and the younger tensed up, wanting to be kissed again, and again.
jungkook is straddled by his lover, his head pressed back into the softness of the pillow.

"are you up for this?" tae asked.

"yes." his answer came out breathless, moment before taehyung is on him again, arms locked around his neck as their mouths struggle to attach without a single space left for air to come in between.

they're half-naked on the bed and taehyung's hands are roaming all over jungkook's body which is wet from kisses and is covered in hickeys.
jungkook truly admired taehyung's features, the way he looked at jungkook – everything was in his gaze. and every time he smiled... oh god, it was as if taehyung's lips were the gun and his smile was the trigger, and jungkook was constantly held at gunpoint.

taehyung paused to moan a couple times, as jungkook undid his jeans purposely letting his hand subtly touch taehyung's dick.

it takes only a few more seconds for taehyung to flip the younger over and enter without prep (just like jungkook asked.) his hands instantly clench around the sheets and he bites into the pillow that muffled his loud moans. taehyung let his hands push apart jungkook's cheeks for more access, moaning at the sight.

"ah! t-taehyung-g-g..." jungkook mumbled into the pillow. "f-faster."

taehyung decided it was a pity he couldn't see jungkook's face, so he harshly grabbed him by the waist and flipped him over, instantly entering back in. jungkook was now grabbing onto taehyung's neck as his legs wrapped around his waist. he let his fingers get lost in taehyung's silky hair that he pulled hard from time to time.
taehyung's wild thrusts, soft lips and heavenly moans had jungkook arching up off the bed with a sound tae hasn't heard him make in a while.

jungkook can't stop the noises he's making, high-pitched and shivery, he hates them. they sound weak. but it's worse when taehyung is on top of him, inside him, covering him in every sense of the word. it's overwhelming to say the least and jungkook is soundless for several minutes as his body rocks with each thrust, taehyung grunts in his ear, mingled with the beat of his heart. when he finally gets out a cry, it's weak but fervent, coupled with the dig of his nails into the elder's flesh, grasping for him as his hips work upwards, desperate. all sorts of things spill from his lips that shouldn't. it’s been a long time since he's felt quite so good.

they flip from position to position, no discussion needed, both as hungry as each other, but together, their kisses are gentle and melting and warm. when they inevitably part, jungkook's hole clenches a couple of times before taehyung's cum starts to slowly trickle out onto the bedsheets, making jungkook let out a long moan of satisfaction.

"you're beautiful." taehyung whispers in his ear and lays down next to him, exhausted.

"I'm completely fucked out how can I be beautiful?" jungkook laughs.

"that's the beauty of being fucked out."

the night came quicker than expected and after a rather hot shower together, jungkook and taehyung fell asleep on the bed in each other's embrace under the warm blanket.

after an hour or so, jungkook made sure taehyung was in deep sleep. he carefully escaped his hands and placed a pillow instead.
jungkook quietly got dressed and left the house, not making a single sound. the cool night air was refreshing and jungkook felt it fill his lungs with courage.

at the strip club the night was in full swing, music was blasting so loud it was heard outside. before jungkook could do anything he felt himself get dragged behind the strip club and pinned to the wall by someone's hand which was placed over his neck, choking him.

he looked up, immediately recognizing the face.
perfect, he thought, the exact person I needed.

"what are you doing here?" YJ asked bitterly, putting more pressure onto jungkook's neck.

"yeona... it's me."

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