Taekook Oneshots🔞 || Taekook Oneshots

The Stripper I Lost

The quiet room with Taehyung's slow humming welcomed Jungkook as he entered. In a week only twice he came to visit him and every time the scent embracing the room, the melody that of the song that Taehyung slowly hummed to himself was the same. He would always be so immersed in the little world being carried on in his mind that he wouldn't even feel Jungkook's presence behind.

As usually Jungkook found the twenty three year old boy sitting at the edge of the bed, wearing the dress that Jungkook had sent for him by his men two days before. Different sets of nail polishes were splattered all over his bed. He was applying the maroon nail polish over the pinky of his right hand, turning his head slowly and steadily in different directions while his melody remain unchanged.

Golden light fell over his head in abundance, giving his blonde head a glow of golden waterfalls that came down from heaven carrying kisses of fairies. The sweet scent of strawberry carefully mixed with lavender and roses filled Jungkook's lungs, cutting the strings of the pent up tension and worry inside him. Leaving his nerves loose, melted and in the serene state in a second.

That was the effect that only Taehyung, his slow humming, and the way the room welcomed him as if every surface had anticipated night and day for his arrival had on him. There were only a few things that could make him feel this way, like his feet had landed on the surface of the cloud and there was nothing that could bring him back to the ground where demons roamed.

Jungkook felt free.

In this room. In the presence of that man.

Jungkook placed his coat over the arm rest of the couch placed in front of the bed, the faint sound finally caught Taehyung's attention and his head arched spotting Jungkook. There was no way of denying the fact how his dim blue irises lit up at Jungkook's sight. His lips formed a smile that could put down the golden light which illuminated the whole room.

Knocking down the nail polishes which weren't just over the bed but also in his lap, Taehyung stood up letting them all fall on the floor with no care other than the person who stood at some distance from him. With two butterfly clips adorning his golden strands, pink gloss glistening over his lips along with the highlighter and the blush, Taehyung walked towards Jungkook, finally letting himself fall over the man.

Jungkook's arms caught him, wrapping naturally around his delicate petite figure, tightening the hold from the waist as soon as his nose found it's marked place over Taehyung's neck.

" You came after two weeks. " Taehyung mumbled over the skin of his neck, circling his arms around Jungkook's neck, pulling him closer and closer in a failed attempt to separate him and intertwine him with his entire existence seamlessly. In a way where no one could tell where he ended and Jungkook began. It was how it always felt whenever they touched, then why wasn't it possible in practical?

Jungkook hummed, running his palm swiftly over Taehyung's bare back. He had remembered when he had gone for shopping and one look at the dress had him going restless over the thought of how it would look on him. Just as he had thought, Taehyung surpassed the fragile doors of his imagination. He always did.

Breaking the soul to soul embrace, where their flesh made out whispering the words of longing and leaving caress of sincere affection, Jungkook put a little distance between both of them, taking in Taehyung in the dress. It was more of a lingerie than a dress, something which was designed to fit a slim women's body. And, Taehyung's flesh was impeccably kissing the curves of the dress.

The tousled blonde hair, as his strands caught the light in soft waves that framed his chiseled face, Jungkook knew the announcement he came to make would have to wait. Taehyung saw how Jungkook's eyes darkened taking in his appearance , that resulted in his own eyes, a striking shade of blue, gaining a glint of confidence, adding to the allure.