Jungkook had problems falling asleep that night. He laid awake for hours, rolling in bed as he alternately shook the blanket off his body when it got too hot and spread it over him again when he was cold. Too many thoughts were buzzing in his head, and the fear of the next day made it hard for him to breathe. He had to talk to somebody about what had happened. He felt small and alone and needed someone to tell him what to do. At the same time, he did not want one of his friends to hear about what had happened between him and Taehyung. Because then it would be even more real and he couldn't pretend that nothing had happened anymore. Jungkook imagined feeling the hands of his best friend on his skin again and immediately felt guilty. He tried to think about whether he might have feelings for Taehyung, or whether his 'doing' just was the result of consuming too much alcohol. Granted, Tae was damn good-looking. This was a fact, not just his personal opinion. Seen purely objectively. He was someone from whom nobody could easily avert his gaze. He was practically a manifestation of perfection, aesthetic and uniqueness. In silence, Jungkook thanked Taehyung's parents for having sex. Jungkook and the others often teased Taehyung about looking good but not having anything in his head. However, this was absolutely not true. Taehyung was often strange, but also very creative and intelligent in his own way. He was someone who suddenly would ask if they thought rabbits lived on the moon in the middle of a conversation, even though they had just talked about the weather. With a serious thoughtful face. And Jungkook loved him for that.
"You look really shitty, Kookie," Namjoon said as Jungkook shuffled down. He actually managed to fall asleep at 6 o'clock, just to wake up three hours later. "Thank you." "You're welcome." "Do you want to use my concealer? Your dark circles are practically staring at me, "Jimin asked as he fetched a cereal box from the kitchen cupboard. Jungkook ignored him and dropped his head down onto the sofa. He had not yet seen Taehyung, and had planned to hide in his room throughout the day so he wouldn't have to face the elder; but then Jin woke him up to force him to help cleaning. There were used utensils everywhere and the floor was covered in red plastic cups. Jimin had searched the cups for residual fluid and drank the leftover alcohol, which the others watched with disgust. "If you get herpes, then I won't kiss you anymore," Yoongi told him with a frown. Jimin sulked and pressed his lips to his boyfriend's without warning. "You'll never be able to resist me, not even when my mouth is covered in herpes vesicles," Jimin winked. Hoseok started making gagging noises. "Honestly guys, I feel like I'm sick to my stomach, don't make it worse than it already is." „Didn't we want to clean up?", Jin asked. Everyone shook their heads. "Did we?" Jungkook asked, but his voice was dulled by the soft sofa surface on which he laid. Jin looked disapprovingly in the direction of the burn mark next to Jungkook. Someone had probably put out his cigarette on the coach. "Has anyone seen Tae? He was completely wasted yesterday ... ", Jungkook asked, trying not to make his voice sound weird.
"He's probably hanging over the toilet bowl and puking his soul out," Yoongi answered. "When does the boy finally learn that he doesn't have a high alcohol-tolerance?" Namjoon shrugged and drank out of his orangejuice-filled glass. "Have you already seen his Instagram story? He posted a lot of blurry selfies and a recording in which Jungkook danced terribly. " "I'm fantastic in dancing. Thank you very much," he said and quickly opened the app to see the damage. "Sexy sweat stains you have there, Kookie," Jimin said as he watched the video. Jungkook groaned. "Apparently, they didn't stop you from having some fun yesterday, or did they, Cassanova?", Jimin winked at him. Jungkook suddenly felt ice cold. Did his blond friend know what had happened between him and Taehyung? "Yes, Kookie. You left the poor birthday boy completely alone on the dance floor, so you could enjoy yourself. I swear Tae looked like an abandoned puppy. " Relief flooded the youngest. They talked about the girl. "I hope you used a condom. Because I couldn't stand another Jungkook, "said Namjoon. "I have not," Jungkook replied. "Living life on the edge, I see", J-Hope smirked. "I did not sleep with her, you fools. Taehyung interrupted us." The boys laughed. "That creep," Suga said, „Maybe our Kookie enjoys being watched while fucking.", J Hope winked at him. Jimin gasped. "Hoseok! Don't you dare say such words to our innocent youngest! It means making love." " Haha, "Jungkook rolled his eyes. The others always annoyed him using every opportunity there was to point out his young age. "Can someone wake Taehyung? I have to give him my present ", Namjoon asked. „Fine I'll do it, "Jungkook offered before he could change his mind. They needed to talk. Alone. Without the others listening. He took all his courage and dragged himself up the stairs. Namjoon called after him, 'Thanks!' When he reached Taehyung's door, he held up his fist, ready to knock, but stopped just centimeters before he reached the door. What exactly was he supposed to say? 'Whats up best platonic friend ... so remember us making out yesterday? Yeah good times, good times.' Yeah no. Not an good idea. Before he even thought what he was going to say, somebody tore open the door from the inside. Jungkook was startled and almost fell. Taehyung stood in front of him, freshly showered and without a shirt. That bastard. Water dripped from his un-brushed hair down to his upper body. Jungkook stared and followed one of the drops with his eyes until his gaze reached Tae's V-Line. He swallowed hard and he felt himself blushing. "Jungkook?", Taehyung looked quite surprised. "Everything okay?" The younger man raised his head at the speed of light and hoped that his best friend hasn't noticed his stare. Jungkook bit his lip out of nervousness and soon felt the metallic taste of blood.
"Why should I not be okay?" Jungkook asked him with a slightly hysterical undertone. He probably would never become a good actor. "I just wanted to talk about yesterday, you know?" Taehyung looked confused. "Okay ...?" Jungkook sighed. Did he really have to spell it out for him? "You know ..." The realization flashed in the eyes of his best friend. "Oh right. I completely forgot that, "he laughed. "Sorry about that." Jungkook's eyes widened. He didn't think Taehyung would find it funny and not give it any meaning. Taehyung rarely did ‚casual'. He loved his family with all his heart and wanted to have up to five kids one day, so he really believed in finding the ‚one' which Jungkook didn't.
„Didn't you find it a bit strange, too?" Taehyung shrugged. „Of course. But I've experienced worse." "Well, thank you, "the Maknae felt slightly attacked." It wasn't that bad either. „Well I certainly don't want to see my best friend in this particular position again", Taehyung was kinda insensitive. "So… can we just forget what happened?", Jungkook asked with hope but also regret leaking through his voice. "Nah, I have to tell the others about it first", Taehyung grinned. Jungkook crossed his arms over his chest and frowned. "I would prefer it if the others didn't hear about it ..." he mumbled. "From what?", Jimin suddenly stood behind them and looked curious. "Our Maknae hooked up with someone yesterday," Taehyung said in a teasing voice. Slowly, Jungkook got the feeling that he and Tae were talking past each other. "We've heard. And Jungkook also told us that you wanted to watch, "said Jimin. Taehyung grimaced. "I resounce." "Do you remember what happened after that?" Jungkook asked him with a terrible premonition. Taehyung shrugged. "I went down and then I think I went to bed, right?" Jungkook shook his head. Taehyung did not remember. He didn't know why this surprised him so much; he had noticed how drunk his best friend was, but still he had hoped that he would remember, so that he wouldn't have to feel guilty. Taehyung suddenly laughed and put his hand on Jungkook's shoulder. "Wow, that girl really marked her territory." His hand touched the hickey, which Tae gave him yesterday. Jungkook swallowed hard. His skin prickled at the spot where Tae's fingers touched him. How could such a harmless light touch cause that much feelings in him? Everything in him screamed to lean into Tae's touch. The youngest forced himself to laugh and stepped away from his best friend. Taehyung didn't seem to notice. Jungkook cleared his throat and his voice sounded hoarse and occupied as he spoke. "Could you put some clothes on, please?" He tried not to turn his gaze away from Taehyung's eyes, to prevent himself from staring at his naked torso again. Taehyung looked down at himself and then looked deeply into the eyes of the youngest. Jungkook got hot under this intense look and he crossed his arms over his chest so Taehyung wouldn't see the goose bumps forming on his arms. He wanted to stroke his hands over Taehyung's skin and make him do the same sounds as last night. Taehyung's groans and moans were the best noises he had ever heard and he could not stop thinking about them. It was like a never-ending catchy tune that drove Jungkook insane. Taehyung still hadn't averted his eyes from the younger. Maybe Jungkook just imagined that, but he felt Taehyung's gaze roam over his body. Someone threw a T-shirt into the older man's face and brought them back to reality. "Put it on, we planned to record a new song today", Jimin explained. Jungkook had completely forgotten that he had been with them all the time. Did he notice how Jungkook had looked at his friend, or was he just paranoid? Taehyung pulled the white T-shirt over his head in one go and Jungkook was almost a little disappointed that his body was now hidden underneath it. „You've written a new song, haven't you?", The youngest asked. „Yes, but I haven't decided on a title yet. But I finished writing the text", Taehyung looked proud. This would be his second solo song and Jungkook could not wait to hear his friend's deep voice singing his new song. He remembered Taehyung's dark voice during yesterdays night.
His voice that kept telling him how much he wanted him. Jungkook had believed it then and everything in him wished that Taehyung had told the truth, and had meant it.
But something inside him just knew that he wouldn't hear Taehyung say those words to him
again.
Oh boy, was he wrong.