Fake || a kth and jjk ff

|| fifteen ||

"Why is your brother flirting with my best friend?"

"He's an... interesting man, Jungkook." Tae put his hands on Jungkook's hips and pulled him closer. "But not nearly as interesting as you."

"Cut the bullshit, Taehyung."

"I really do think you're beautiful—" his voice lost its teasing tone, "—and I don't know why Jin is so taken with Namjoon, but he's definitely a smart man. He can handle himself."

Taehyung was still holding Jungkook close, resisting the urge to kiss him. Although he suspected it would distract Jungkook from the next topic he was sure to bring up, Tae didn't want to play him that way.

"What are you doing, Taehyung?"

"I'm standing in your basement, waiting to see if you're going to murder me or not." He made a show of spinning his head to take it in. "I'm surprised it's unfinished. And that your mother didn't ask your father to set up his man cave down here rather than upstairs."

"You can't change the subject. Why aren't you trying to break up with me like we discussed?"

"You haven't given me much opportunity."

Jungkook pulled out of his grasp. "We've been out there for two hours!"'

"Really?" Taehyung asked in what he hoped was believable surprise. "I guess I was too busy having a good time. I like your dad's family."

Jungkook shook his head, as though trying to clear his confusion. "I like my father's family too, but you have to stick to the plan."

"What do you want me to do?" Taehyung asked, spreading his hands. "I've never purposely acted like an asshole before." Jungkook snorted, and Tae gave him a look of surprise. "Are you suggesting I'm a natural asshole?"

"No... I don't know." He scowled. "But we have to do something, Taehyung. We have to end this tonight. This is getting bad."

"I know. You're right. How about I start drinking a lot and then I can act like a sloppy drunk, giving you a good reason to break up with me."

Jungkook pursed his lips, deep in thought, before nodding and looking up at him. "Yeah. That's good. If you just start acting like a jerk now, my family will wonder why you're like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde."

"Okay, so I'll start getting drunk. Let's get to it." Tae took his hand, surprised when the younger didn't protest, and led him up the stairs. When they were in the kitchen, he stopped and dropped his hold on Jungkook. "But first I need to visit the restroom before I go back outside." He patted his stomach. "That pulled pork isn't quite agreeing with me."

The look Jungkook gave him said that he didn't quite trust him, but the request was too reasonable to deny.

"You don't have to wait for me. In fact, it might be safer for me to go upstairs." Taehyung grimaced.

Jungkook released a nervous laugh. "Don't let my father hear you say that. He loves Gate's barbeque. He'd call that blasphemy."

"From all the dogs barking outside your fence, I'd say they like it too." The sound seemed almost appropriate given the laid-back vibe of the evening, but he knew it had to be driving Ae-ri crazy.

A sly grin spread across Jungkook's face. "Those are the Nams' dogs. Mother is furious they got loose. In fact, she called animal control, but apparently, they haven't shown up yet."

"You really do take a perverse pleasure at your mother's aggravation."

Jungkook laughed. "I guess that makes me wicked."