• Take My Hand • | A Taekook fiction|

(Chapter 50) • Paradise •

Narrator's POV

The next morning, as they had gone into the bathroom together to wash their faces and rinse their mouths after rolling out of bed with groans of protest and fatigue— plus a sore ass for Taehyung— the ravenette had stopped in his tracks, and before either of them had even started brushing their teeth, he had picked Jungkook up and plopped him on the wide, ceramic wash basin counter that had felt cold against the elder's bare ass.

"I never said I'd let you go outside without everyone knowing you're mine, my king. Quite the opposite," was what he had said before taking Jungkook's already open lips with his own in a warm, wet kiss; hands wandering around his warm body before settling them on the moaning brunet's inner thighs, spreading them apart.

Staying true to his words, Taehyung had made sure everyone knew who Jungkook belonged to with the bright reddish pink love marks he had left on the older's neck and collarbones— but those were only few of the many love marks he had made that were on display, most of them hidden from the eye of the people in the name of public decency.

Taehyung had also taken care of the part of his lover that only he was to touch and fondle with besides Jungkook himself, when it had sprung up seeking for the younger's undivided attention— the result of the nips, licks and bites that had accompanied the kisses Taehyung had made all over Jungkook's torso and thighs.
And the way he had taken care of it never failed to send Jungkook into a state of pure bliss— cloud 9, one might say.
              Sat upright with thighs held apart by his lover's heat-inducing hands and arching his back against the moist, foggy mirror, the older boy had reached his peak and released right into Taehyung's slick, hot mouth; toes surrendering to the intense pleasure surging through them and curling up mid-air as Jungkook gave in and let out a long, high-pitched shriek.

And albeit that quick little session had made them run late for their classes, Taehyung deemed it to be worth it. And as for Jungkook, he couldn't stay mad at him for making them late as he enjoyed it quite a lot as well, but more than that he had been quite satisfied with the way Taehyung had a slight limp to his steps— though saying he wasn't guilty about it at all would be an obvious lie, seeing as Jungkook had apologized every four minutes to Taehyung. And each time he had replied with, "Bunny, it's okay. I asked for it and I don't regret it. And you'll also be limping tomorrow anyway. So we'll be even," chuckling thinking about tonight.

Break time had rolled around soon after, and the hyungs never stopped teasing both boys with 'oooh's and ohohooo's along with, "Someone got laid last niiiight," and "Yeet the deets, my dudes! First time's gotta be either awesome or awkward as fuck, no in between!"

And yes, Hoseok had intended that pun. 

(Gently) hitting and punching them and mumbling something about how it wasn't any of their businesses with shy and flustered smiles on both their faces, they had went on with their day after the hyungs expressed how genuinely glad—and proud— they were for the pair since they'd come a long way from the beginning of it all.

And now, after a dinner of some kimchi fried rice with fresh vegetables and sweet berries on chocolate ice-cream for dessert, the couple had their arms around each other with their noses touching, moving from the kitchen to their bedroom in some type of slow dance only they were able to make sense of.

Lights dim and golden; tissues, lubricant and condoms (just in case Jungkook wanted him to use it) set and ready to use at any given moment, romantic jazz ambient music that Taehyung had set up before dinner now playing in a low volume so that he could still hear his Jungkook's voice and noises as clear as crystal.

Seeing that everything was set up already by Taehyung, Jungkook drawled, voice deep, "Eager, are we?"

"Only for you, my darling. Tonight's your night," he lowly whispered and kissed the mole under the older's lips, "Can I take your clothes off?"