sleeping arrangements.

SQUISHY

jungkook focus
a few minutes later, taehyung was gradually drifting into sleep.

i wonder how his ass feels. would it be soft and squishy or firm and nice?
and his thighs looked pretty.

jungkook wants to slap himself for thinking those thoughts but the idea of taehyung's legs and butt appeals to him so much - so much that he asks taehyung if he could touch his ass.

"hey taehyung?" he whispers, wondering if the boy was asleep yet.

"yeah?" guess not.

"you know how you owe me something for being your boyfriend? well, ive decided on something."

"oh yeah?" taehyung's sleepy voice sounding muffled under the sheets.

"can i touch your thighs? and butt too?" jungkook whispers, cheeks flowing red but waits for taehyung to respond.
taehyung doesn't say anything.

"are you fucking serious right now? why'd you wanna touch my butt for? you said you weren't gay?" taehyung queries.

"no! i just wondered if your ass was nice to touch, okay!"

"are you kidding me? what happened to 'no one would get turned on by looking at you'?" taehyung grunts.

"im just curious! hey, do you want me to tell your mom?"

ha, got you, jungkook thought smugly.

"this is blackmail." taehyung whines, turning over to face jungkook. they stare at each other for a few seconds, brown eyes glaring daggers at the other's dark eyes.

"so are you gonna do it or not, you weirdo?" taehyung says. jungkook flickers his eyes to taehyung's body bundled in the sheets.

"yeah okay." jungkook licks his lips, "how are we gonna do this?"

taehyung shrugs, red and sweaty with anticipation and awkwardness.
i can't believe this kid.

"just turn around." jungkook orders, taehyung does so and buries his face into the duvet.

a warm palm presses against taehyung's butt. taehyung stays quiet as jungkook runs his hand up and down the back of taehyung's thigh. it tickles the older and he struggles to hold back the giggles.

his giggles quickly transition into gasps when he feels jungkook's finger hook at the waistband of his pyjama pants and boxers. jungkook's hand slowly slides under his boxers, caressing taehyung's bare ass.

jungkook squeezes gently, making taehyung groan lowly. taehyung could almost hear the satisfied smirk growing on jungkook's face.

"wow." jungkook chuckles, his hot breath fanning on taehyung's ear lobe. taehyung feels the familiar butterflies circle around in his stomach for the second time.
he squeezes his ass again and taehyung bites the duvet to stop from moaning.

"okay , jesus, stop now." taehyung breathes, pushing jungkook away.

"what?! it was just getting good!" taehyung ignores his protests, squirming.

"oh, did you get hard?" jungkook asks softly.

"no! anyway, my ass being nice isn't a reason to just touch my ass. you sure you're not gay - cause that's cool and all."

"no, im not gay - i just wanted to see if your skin was soft!" jungkook protests, adamantly. taehyung colours red.

"and was it?"

"was it what?"

"was my skin soft?"

"..."

"yeah. yeah, it was pretty soft i guess."