All I Want 《taekook》

~Chapter 3~

Reluctantly, Taehyung stepped out of the shower to dry off. The warm water made him feel so relaxed and he was very tempted to just get back in but he wanted to study English for Jin.

He grabbed his big, fluffy towel and dried his body making sure to get every single droplet of water off of his skin. He then took the towel to his hair and ruffled it a few times before cleaning all of the condensation off the foggy mirror.

As Taehyung began to get dressed he took a quick glance at his body in the mirror. His hand loosened the grip on the over sized, white t-shirt he was going to wear, as his body and heart froze, dropping the t-shirt in the process.

His heart sank as he looked at himself. It seemed as if his mind was the only part of him that was working. And right now, it was the one part he didn't want to work.

You're so ugly Kim Taehyung.

Look at you...you're so fat.

You make me want to puke.

Taehyung quickly shook himself out of his trance. He grabbed the shirt off of the floor and proceeded to get dressed.

He walked through the hall quietly to his bedroom, listening to every small creak the floor had made as he walked across. As he passed his parents bedroom, the cracked door gave him a little glimpse inside.

His mom, wearing her pretty, pink, short gown was cuddled against his dad in the large bed as loving giggles left both of their mouths.

Taehyung was suddenly developed by this overwhelming feeling of loneliness. He sped past the door quickly and into his own room. He didn't know why he felt like this when he had such a fun day with his friends.

The boy, who was deathly afraid of the dark, flipped his light on as soon as he walked in and made sure to throw open the curtains on his window. He admired the moon and stars for a moment before sitting in the middle of his bed to study English.

However as soon as he opened his massive textbook, the thoughts came back. It was Taehyung's own voice that pierced through his mind  but it wasn't him.

You're studying right now? Ha you'll fail anyways.

Just like you fail to be skinny.

Just like you fail to be beautiful.

Don't you want to be beautiful Taehyung?

"Yes.." Taehyung whispered quietly to himself as he softly put his hands on his stomach.

You feel that? Do you know what that is?

"No.." Taehyung dropped his head down in shame.

It's fat! Disgusting fat. You're so fat.

Taehyung whimpered at the voice's scolding tone.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Taehyung held his head in his hands as began to feel a dull pain coming from the center. Taehyung looked into the mirror that sat straight against his wall, only to see puffy, red eyes and a tear streaming down his porcelain face. 

Because you ate today, Taehyung.

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Jungkook sat at the island in his kitchen lazily while eating a salad.

He quickly fixed his posture remembering the fact that it burned more calories than slouching.

Propping up his phone on the counter, Jungkook pulled up a new exercise routine video.

When Jungkook wasn't working out, he was watching somebody else work out.

He intensely watch the video for a few minutes but as soon as the man on the phone screen started doing squats, Jungkook's eyes shifted to the man's backside. He was so fixated on just watching it go up and down-

Jungkook hurriedly locked his phone and placed it facedown on the counter.

What was he doing? Jungkook laughed to himself as he tugged at his hair a little.

He looked down at his mostly finished salad, leaving the croutons of course because those were the unhealthiest part.

After cleaning up, Jungkook made his way to his large staircase to head upstairs for a shower. He admired his house as he walked the spiral staircase: big, modern, open, and white. With the exception of a few colored art pieces, the brown hardwood floors, and a few black decorations, everything was white.

And he loved it. It made him feel light, free, and motivated. Motivated enough to do absolutely anything. 

Jungkook started to strip off his clothing before he even reached the bathroom; loving the feeling of being confident enough in his body to show it off, even if it was only to himself. He turned on his shower, making sure the water was hot enough so that by the time he got out, his skin would be burnt bright red. 

He looked at himself in the mirror before getting in. 

"I look really good.." He said to himself as he admired the abs he worked so hard to define and muscular arms that were sculpted perfectly. 

But for him? They weren't near perfect yet. 

He needed more. 

He needed more muscle. 

He needed more strength.

And the only solution is that he would have to work harder.  
The young man sighed as he stepped into the shower, enjoying the feeling of the burning water contacting his skin and running down his body. 

The soap Jungkook was using released a nice, strong masculine scent; quickly filling up the entire bathroom.

He rubbed the foam over every inch of his body, obsessed with the idea of getting every bit of dead skin washed away.

A sensitive wave of shock ran through Jungkook's muscular body as his finger barely touched the tip of his manhood, making a light moan escape his lips.

His mind rushed to thoughts about the video he was watching only minutes before and how perfectly the man's behind went up and down. He hadn't gotten off in a long time and was it ideal that it was because of a male?

Not at all but Jungkook didn't care as at this point, all the blood from his head rushed to his down area, allowing that to be the only thing he had to think with at the moment.

His soap covered hand went faster and faster making the soap fly in all directions.

He was loving this.

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So yeah this happened. And sorry for any mistakes I really wanted to get this published haha I'll edit it later~ xx