Chapter 1

Before it happened, Jungkook was not aware of his feelings for Taehyung. They were best friends after all and knew each other since elementary school so the closeness of their relationship never seemed weird to him. They were comfortable with and around each other, that kind of comfortableness that's even there, when they were both saying nothing at all when that exact situation causes Jungkook to feel anxiety when it's with someone else. But Taehyung wasn't just ‚someone'. He was Jungkook's best friend. Each time, when Jungkook was near Taehyung, he felt a wave of love for the Elder and was so incredibly happy that he had his best friend in life. He had never even thought that they were more than just friends. They knew each other so well that they often slept in one bed or cuddled together because they both longed for the touch of another person. In the few books he had read so far, the characters had always known about their feelings for a while and were only afraid to be open and admit them because of the possibility of losing the other. But in his life this was not the case. He had never had dirty dreams of Taehyung or wished his lips to feel on his. Yes, he had been jealous now and then when Taehyung met up with others, but that was more because Jungkook needed a lot of attention and Tae was his best friend. He had never even thought about unplatonic things he and Tae could do. With the emphasis on "had". Now he could not think about anything else. After last night, everything had changed. For him. While everything was the same for Taehyung as before. And Jungkook did not know what to do. He was scared. So incredibly scared.

/ Previous day /

"Tae, get up!", Jungkook shouted in his friend's direction. Taehyung groaned and turned to the other side of his bed so he would lay with his back to Jungkook, resulting in him facing the wall. "Shall I get Yoongi ?!" Jungkook threatened. Taehyung did not answer and disappeared even more under his blanket. Jungkook rolled his eyes in annoyance. Taehyung had probably stayed awake too long to play Overwatch and did not get enough sleep for that particular reason. But even if he went to bed early enough, he was still the one who was the hardest to get out of bed. "It's really stuffy in here, you have to let some fresh air in ", Jungkook opened the window of the room and heard Taehyung's silent protest. "That's way too cold." "It's 27 degrees outside, Tae," Jungkook shook his head. "I swear, you're a fucking Ice Prince. You are always cold. " He grabbed the blanket from his best friend's body and pulled it down with a jerk. Underneath, the flashing eyes of the boy came to light. His brown hair was disheveled and some strands stuck to his sweaty forehead. He pulled his legs, which were hidden under a blue pajama pants with various variations of smileys on it, closer to his body to protect himself from the 'cold'. Grumpy, he looked up at Jungkook. Jungkook tugged on his arm, leaving Tae hanging half out of bed. "Yoongi!" He called. Tae opened his eyes in horror, remembering the last time Yoongi ‚helped' Jungkook to get him out of bed. With a bucket of ice cold water. "It's alright. I'm getting up, "Taehyung said, doing what he said. "It's Saturday, why can I not

sleep in?" "It's one o'clock, man." "Way too early…" "Besides, the others are already waiting for you." Confused, Taehyung looked up. "Why? Did they miss me like that? "He raised his eyebrows. "As if. Do you not know which day it is?" "Saturday?" Jungkook laughed. "Oh my god, you're so forgetful that you forget your own birthday." The brown-haired boy sighed. "Oh." Laboriously, Taehyung got up and shuffled into the bathroom. Jungkook called after him."Hurry, or we'll eat without you. Namjoon made bacon, "he winked at his friend. He and Taehyung lived together with 5 other boys in a shared flat and had known each other for several years. Jungkook heard the bathroom door shut and the shower turned on. He himself left Taehyung's room and ran down the short spiral staircase into the living room. He still could not believe that he lived with the other 6 in such an large apartment, even though it had been two years since they had moved together. Jin's parents were rich and his mother owned this building, so they all had to pay only half of the actual rent. In the living room, Jimin and Yoongi sat slumped on the sofa, staring at their cell phones. Namjoon and Jin stood in the kitchen and prepared the food. It smelled wonderfully of scrambled eggs and bacon. Most of them had survived through the delivery service and pet-food pizza before they all moved in with Jin, but when Jin found out, he was outraged and started cooking for them every day. Jungkook could not complain about it because he ate through Jin as well as he had not done for years. "Where is Hoseok?", Jungkook asked the others. Without looking up, Jimin answered. „Buying buns. Should be here any minute. " "Is the birthday boy still sleeping?", Namjoon asked. "No, I actually got him out of bed. And can you believe; he forgot his own birthday" „I'm not surprised," Yoongi said dryly. Min Yoongi, also called Suga, was grumpy and tired most of the time. However, everyone knew him well enough to know that they were all very important to him. He was just bad in showing feelings and was quite introverted. Jungkook could relate to this a little bit. Before meeting Taehyung in the fourth grade, he had always been shy and barely talked. He wanted to disappear in the crowd and just be ignored by others. But then he met Taehyung, who moved from his old school to his elementary school, who helped him get out of his shell. While Taehyung took a shower, Jungkook started to set the table. "How many people are coming tonight?" "Many," Yoongi answered. Jungkook sighed. "Something more specific, maybe?" "Maybe 40, maybe 50," he shrugged. "You know, Taehyung is a friend of everyone he meets." "I swear, if any of them break anything here, I'll kick them out," Jin said. „Does everyone even fit in here?", Jungkook asked. "We will see. And if not, there will be a lot of cuddling "Jimin winked at him and showed his white teeth. Jungkook heard footsteps and turned around, only to see Taehyung in only boxer shorts behind him. "Seriously, man? Nobody wants to see that. " "Kookie, do not be so rude to the birthday kid," Jimin turned to Taehyung. "You have a beautiful body that resembles a masterpiece. Not everyone needs abs like Jungkook. " Namjoon's laughter came from the kitchen. "What's up with that?", Jungkook asked, startled. "Too much coffee," Jin replied.

"That sounded pretty gay, babe," Yoongi said. "It was supposed to sound gay, Sweety," Jimin kissed him with a mischievous undertone. „Your exaggerated nicknames are annoying," said Namjoon, rolling his eyes. „Are you not jealous?" Jungkook asked Jimin's boyfriend. "Why should I? I know he only wants me, by the way he screams my name every night, "Yoongi grinned. "Hey!", Jimin slapped him on the shoulder. "I hate everyone," Tae said. "It's too early for all that." "Talk?" "Yes." Jin handed the younger boy a coffee cup. "Here." Taehyung nodded gratefully and settled into one of the dining chairs. In that moment they heard a key turn in the door lock and the door was pushed open. A heavily breathing Hoseok entered the apartment and held four full bags in his arms, which made him struggling to get through the entrance without the door slamming against him. "What the fuck J-Hope?", Namjoon Hoseok asked, using his nickname. "I was a bit shopping," Hoseok said meekly. "A little bit?!" "I just could not pass the shop windows!" He defended himself. He blew a strand of red-dyed hair from his face. "Besides," he added, "I also bought stuff for tonight. Tae has to celebrate his 20th birthday properly. " Taehyung's eyes lit up. "Alcohol?" "If I did not know better, I'd think you're an alcoholic like Jimin," Jin said. "Hey!" Jimin called. Jungkook facepalmed himself. "Who had the idea to move together again?" "You love us Kookie", Jimin grinned and he was right. Jungkook was the youngest, only 18 years old and the others were like brothers to him. They had been through a lot together, and although they were all very different, they all had one thing in common: their passion for music. Together, they created songs that they uploaded to Youtube from time to time. These had brought them so far 220,000 subscribers, so you could say they had a small fan base. Meanwhile Hoseok had put the bags on the kitchen table and unpacked them. One bottle of alcohol after another emerged, making Jimin's eyes sparkle with joyful excitement. "But you already know that we told the guests that they need to bring drinks themselves, right?" Hoseok nodded. "They are for ourselves, you idiot. Today we celebrate! "

A few hours later, their apartment was already full of people and the front door did not stop ringing. Jungkook sighed every time he had to go to the door to open it to people he had never seen before. While Taehyung was quite a lightweight and was drunk after just a few drinks, it took much more to get Jungkook into that condition. "Jungkook! Come on! ", Jimin called from the kitchen and held up a bottle with a red shot drink. Next to him stood Tae and J-Hope, but he could not find the others. "Where's Yoongi?" He asked Jimin when he arrived. „That asshole is sleeping," Jimin chuckled. „Of course he is." Taehyung smiled in Jungkook's direction and handed him a shot. „Here's to me!" He shouted. "And to world peace!" Jimin added in a loud voice. Jungkook laughed and held his mug up to clink their glasses together. Then, at the same time as the others, he tipped down the contents of the cup and his mouth formed in disgustment. "I hate pure alcohol." "Alcohol is not there to taste good," Jimin said. "That's where we make another toast!" Taehyung shouted, and Jungkook could hear from his

voice that he was not exactly sober either. Twelve shots later, Jungkook felt a lot better and pulled Taehyung onto the dance floor. They hopped around on the spot, completely missing the rhythm and just being themselfes, silly as always. Taehyung closed his eyes and moved his head to the music and Jungkook could not help but smiling fondly at his friend. Taehyung meant so much to him. Sometimes he could not comprehend how much. And sometimes it scared him. Because if you care about someone, you get hurt and there is always the possibility to lose that person that's the most important to you. Suddenly he felt two arms on his shoulders from behind and a mouth near his ear. „Hey", a girl whispered. Confused, Jungkook turned around and faced a black-haired girl whose clothes barely covered parts of her body. His gaze lowered almost automatically towards her breasts. He had to swallow when he noticed that she was not wearing a bra because her nipples stood out under her black crop top. "Hey," his mouth twisted into a smile. "Hey," the girl said again. Now he grinned. "What's your name?" She asked. "Jungkook." "Jungcock?", She raised her eyebrows and burst into laughter. "Never heard this joke before ...," he said, his voice dripping with irony. "Sorry," the girl was still giggling. "You are cute." "Thanks," Jungkook felt weird, just saying 'thank you'. "You too?", It sounded like a question. "Thank you." Jungkook doubted that this conversation could become more profound. "Ehm, do I know you?" The girl shook her head and pressed her lips to where his carotid artery was. Okay, apparently she did not want to talk. However, he did not find that as a problem. Her tongue licked over his heated skin and she began to suck on his bared neck. Over his shoulder he saw Taehyung looking at them with an unreadable expression. It was not the first time that Taehyung saw him doing something with a girl, but it still felt kinda weird every time. Just as weird if it would be the other way around. Gently, Jungkook slid his hand into the girl's hair and pushed her a few centimeters away. The girl looked at him with a questioning expression on her face. „ Not here," he winked at her and she nodded in agreement followed by a big grin. He took her hand in his, hoping she did not notice how sweaty he was. It had been several weeks since he had sex the last time and he was longing for it, maybe even desperate. He led her up the stairs and pushed her into his room, closing the door shortly afterwards. As soon as they were alone in the room, Jungkook lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers. She sighed at his mouth. He almost gently pushed her against the wall and pressed his hip against hers. She gasped as she realized how hard he was becoming. With his tongue, he opened her lips slightly and slid into her mouth to caress her tongue. In general, Jungkook had never been a fan of tongue kisses. That was just too much spit for him. But over time he had begun to find it less and less repugnant. And others seemed to like it. Jungkook lowered his head so that his black strands of hair stroked her cheek and nibbled on her earlobe. He felt her fumble with his belt and how she was desperate and excited to open it. "You really want this, huh?" Jungkook purred. She nodded eagerly. "Hmm ... you want my big cock inside your clenching pussy, right?" She nodded again and looked up at him with big round eyes.

"Let me help you with that," he pushed her hand away from his belt and raised her arms over her head to press them against the wall. She tried to break free, but soon realized that she was not strong enough. "Pl ... please," she whimpered. „You want me to eat you out?", He asked her, lowering his eyes to her jeans button. "Mmm."

Jungkook laughed. Only a few years ago he had no self-confidence, but since he trained daily and his face stopped looking like he was 12 years old, he felt pretty good in his body. He dropped to his knees and stroked the denim. The girl gasped and lowered her arms. With a stern look, he told her to raise her arms again. Satisfied, he found that she obeyed. Very slowly, he opened her denim and shortly after, slipped the fabric down to her ankles. She started to breathe harder and closed her eyes as she felt his hot breath on her pink thong. Just as Jungkook hooked his fingers into the thin fabric to also 'remove' it, the door opened with a jerk. Jungkook cursed himself; how could he forget to lock the door? Shocked, he turned his head to the person standing at the door frame. And there stood Taehyung with an "Oh" shaped mouth and eyes that alternately looked up to the girl and then back to Jungkook. Well this was awkward. Silence. The girl tried to cover herself and Jungkook was too frozen to get out of his position. It felt like minutes until Taehyung said something. "Eh sorry. I'll leave. Go on, "he looked at Jungkook with an unreadable expression. He waited a few more seconds before he really turned and closed the door behind him. Jungkook did not know exactly what to do. Just keep going? "I'll go," mumbled the girl, ashamed. Apparently he was not getting any tonight. Jungkook sighed. He would kill Taehyung! The girl left his room as she tried to pull up her zipper. Jungkook himself waited a few more minutes to calm his breath and wait until his boner disappeared.

Then he went downstairs and searched for Taehyung. He found him back in the kitchen, tipping the contents of a half-filled vodka bottle into his mouth. "Are you crazy ?!", Jungkook tore the bottle from his hands. Taehyung staggered a bit. "You messed up my one-night stand," Playfully he hit his friend. But Taehyung did not laugh. "I do not feel so good ...", Taehyung mumbled. Jungkook frowned. "No wonder if you drink so much. Do you have to vomit? " Taehyung shook his head. "Just want to sleep." Relieved, Jungkook nodded. "OK. But do not forget to drink enough water or you will have a hangover tomorrow. " "Is not the first time I drink, I'm not an amateur," grumbled his friend. Jungkook sighed as Taehyung swayed again and held on to the kitchen table so he wouldn't fall. "Come on," he bent down and told Taehyung to climb onto his back. The fact that Taehyung did not have a well-trained body and at the same time weighed little, brought the advantage that the younger could carry him. Often Tae had taken advantage of this, like if he was too lazy to keep walking, but it didn't bother Jungkook, it was more or less amusing. After several attempts, Taehyung finally managed to jump onto Jungkook's back and cling to it. On the way to the stairs, Namjoon looked in their direction and formed with his mouth the words „Did he drink too much?". Jungkook nodded and sighed again. To climb the stairs with Taehyung's weight on top of him was harder than expected, but somehow he managed to do it. Once in Taehyung's room, he dropped the boy down on the bed. He looked rather sleepy and mumbled a "Thank you." „You're welcome, even if you definitely did not deserve that after your action earlier." Taehyung's eyes darkened. "Why did you do that?" He asked in a low, vulnerable voice. "Hmm?" But Taehyung was silent. He dropped his head back onto the bed and stared at Jungkook. Jungkook stopped to pick up Tae's blanket, which he had dumped on the floor this morning. He took the blanket and spread it over his drunk friend. When he leaned over him to see if he had fallen asleep, a pair of eyes looked at him intensively. "Jungkook?" "Hmm?" Suddenly he felt a jerk on the ribbons of his red sweatshirt. It was not until his nose touched Tae's that he realized that the brown-haired man had pulled him down. Tae's breath became faster and

that he realized that the brown-haired man had pulled him down. Tae's breath became faster and his gaze dropped to Jungkook's lips. Even before Jungkook understood what was happening, He already felt Taehyung's lips on his.