✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
"i like you, hyung"
it was a trifling whisper. the hyung word slipping out of his lips like a despairing caged bird that finally was free. perhaps, jeon jungkook felt this way for taehyung for a long time to utter that kind of ignited words this desperately. but how long has it been for the raven head to feel this way for taehyung? it hasn't been even a month and jungkook is already confessing? to a married man at that?
taehyung had to swallow the lump in his throat. the brown-haired male was used to confessions since he gets them a lot. even now from people that don't know he is married and him being used to them, taehyung doesn't mind it at all. he would just give a subtle smile and reject them politely, telling them he has a lovely husband.
he is an expert at rejecting confessions, however, right now the male doesn't know what he was supposed to do. with the way jungkook is knelt in between his legs, veiny hands on his thighs as he looked up at him with desperation twinkling in those brown big doe eyes. black-blonde mixed hair strands falling oh so gracefully over those eyes.
jungkook is so beautiful. no, even the word beautiful would be not enough to describe the man's beauty. enough to tell, he looks like a beast who's ready to shred taehyung into pieces but again at the same time, he looks like a lost puppy who finally found his owner that he doesn't want to let go of anymore.
with that ridiculously handsome face and well-built body, he is waiting for taehyung's reply. as if he built himself this way for only taehyung so the brown-haired male would have a hard time rejecting him-scratch that, taehyung can't reject him. only a fool would do that. and jungkook hopes taehyung isn't a fool. might sound toxic but the raven head was beyond the word toxic-
he is poisonous.
tragic. taehyung doesn't know that, not yet.
"i really really like you, hyung" jungkook slowly took taehyung's hands that were on his lap before tangling their fingers together, taking taehyung by stark surprise. he is sure even his fingers are turning red by how the raven head's fingers are creating friction with his ones. and if that wasn't enough, jungkook softly pulled their tangled hands and started rubbing his face against them, looking up at taehyung with half-lidded eyes. "don't break my heart, yeah?"
taehyung didn't know what he was feeling. if he was disgusted or angered by jungkook's confession or actions, he would have stormed out of there long ago. however, he is just sitting there, all frozen. eyes stuck on the raven head who was rubbing his face against their fingers, pierced luscious lips brushing against his knuckles that sent shivers down taehyung's spine. long eyelashes flattering once in a while as the raven head anticipated for a positive answer- as if his life depends on it.
how can taehyung say no to that face?
but if he can't say no, what would be his answer? he can't just accept jungkook's feelings. kim taehyung is married and his one wrong answer can ruin three lives and he isn't surely up for that. even though, how enticing and in despair jungkook looks, taehyung can't give in to his forbidden desires.
it is bound to burn him into ashes. so, he would rather suffer in a hellhole with his dear husband than give a chance to jeon jungkook and fuck his life up as well.
taehyung cares for jungkook. he doesn't know why he does but he can't ruin the raven head's life for his own selfishness. perhaps, jungkook is confused, challenged or just simply curious about how it would be to date a married man.
it can't be love, there's no way.
taehyung and jungkook are still strangers. unaware of each other's life. so how come the raven head fell for a stranger?
therefore, taehyung had to shatter the hopes in those brown big doe eyes.
"sorry, i can't" taehyung was clear with his words. he is gratified that he didn't stutter or sounded weak. instead, he sounded harsh and forthright this time which dimmed the light in those brown big doe eyes.
"b-but why?" taehyung hated the way jungkook sounded. why is he so sad? didn't he see this coming? how could the raven head even expect a positive answer from him? from a freaking married man? it wasn't taehyung's fault jungkook's like this. he brought this on himself.
"you know damn well why. i'm married jungkook, i have a husband! why would you even say you like me!" he couldn't help but let out those words in a harsh tone, harsher than he intended to. but it's for good, jungkook has to give up now. he definitely would.
or he thought so.
"but i just like you. it's a harmless liking, hyung" jungkook grabbed those hands that taehyung retrieved back while shouting, as he brings taehyung's hand closer to his lips before kissing his knuckles. taehyung enlarged his eyes and his breath hitched in his throat from how a smirk curled those pierced lips. "you like me too, don't you?"
taehyung needed to snatch his hand back but again, he just couldn't. the question that tumbled out of the raven head's lips made taehyung question his entire existence. because he realized the answer to this question is anything but no.
taehyung doesn't dislike jungkook. but the question is, does he like him?
"shut up and let go of me!" confused with his own feelings, the brown haired lad snatched his hands back and yelled. cheeks flushed red and heart beating like crazy as he stood upright afterwards.
jungkook looked up at the flustered male before standing up as well. a sly smirk curling his pierced lips. "so you do" he chuckled.
taehyung was flustered as hell and all this mess should end with him saying a no, however his mouth betrayed him as he stayed mum. just glaring at jungkook while stepping back.
seeing taehyung with zero replies and just those hot-bothered glares, jungkook arched a brow and licked his lips. not helping the smirk that got wider on his lips. "oh my, i was just saying it. . . guess you really like me too"
the brown haired lad was late with his reply but he is just letting jungkook win by staying silent so at last, he protested against the raven head's not so true remarks.
"i-i don't like you! why would i like you! i love bogum! my husband! you hear me!" taehyung stepped back when he saw jungkook stepping ahead with hands stuffed inside his jeans pocket.
"d-don't come near!" taehyung glanced behind and then ahead at the raven head who stared at him as a predator stares at its prey. all ready to fucking devour it.
"he doesn't love you tae hyung. if he did, then he wouldn't hurt you. because i would never hurt the one i love— i would never hurt you"
once taehyung was cornered, jungkook placed his hand beside the male's head to trap him entirely before his other hand grabbed taehyung's chin and made the male to face him properly. "i will treat you so fucking good, just give me one chance"
taehyung bites down on his love-shaped lips, eyes enlarged from foreign emotions. he should push jungkook away, he should run out of his reach and go back to his unloving husband. but why is he not doing it even now?
what irritates him the most is, he is slowly giving in to those words. those words that are anything but genuine because why would jungkook treat him good? what is he worth of, to treat good as he said? he is just luring him in, just as a hungry predator would do to catch its prey.
taehyung can't be fooled by those words.
yet, he is falling into the predator's trap. without his own knowing.
"do you really not want me hyung? don't i turn you on?" jungkook grabbed taehyung's hand that was by the side and slide it under his t-shirt, guiding taehyung's trembling hand against his hardened abs. to make him feel his body, to let him know what he was missing on.
the brown-haired male gasped audibly, trying to retrieve his hand but his body betrayed him once again as he felt jungkook's abs against his palm. they were hard, well built and bulging against his touch.
after a while of feeling the raven head's abs up, taehyung's eyes trailed from his hand that was underneath the male's shirt to his face. and taehyung was even more flustered and taken aback by the look on jungkook's face.
the raven head had his eyes slightly opened while his bunny teeth bite down on his lower lip, trying to hold in his voice, a slight shade of pink spreading across his cheekbones. taehyung also noticed his adam's apple bobbing up and down thickly as if he was struggling to swallow his own saliva.
taehyung knows that reaction all too well, the reaction of a sexually aroused man.
therefore it stirs his curiosity, to look down.
and so he does.
taehyung halted breathing for a second when he saw the tent growing in jungkook's pants, bulging painfully as if it would tear through the fabric at this point.
taehyung parted his lips to breathe, his own lower part slowly twitching. sweat glazing his face and nape, as he tried to take small breaths.
and if this wasn't enough, taehyung does another mistake.
he looks up at jungkook's face.
their eyes meet.
fuck.
"jungkook. . . p-please step aside. . . let m-me go. . . please" taehyung begged. he can't take it anymore. because he is sure as hell, if he stays here for even a minute longer, all the moralities and love he has for his husband will disappear like it never existed in the first place.
however, jungkook takes his time staring at the sexually and emotionally aroused male, his sharp jaw clenching from anticipation as he licked his lips and chuckled lowly over taehyung's face. their noses nudging together from the close proximity.
"okay, let's make a deal." jungkook grazes taehyung's lips with his thumb, staring intensely at those love-shaped lips before his eyes met taehyung's restless one again.
"i'll leave you for good if only you'll let me take you to heaven tonight and then, you can go back to that hell. how's that?"
taehyung got the meaning behind those words very well and something snapped inside him. the brown-haired male lost the ability to think rationally as he asked warily,
"y-you'll leave me for good?"
"well, yes. if that's what you want" jungkook nodded with an insincere smile.
"s-so you're saying i need to have s-sex with you to make that happen?" taehyung was a fool. why would he even give it a thought when he knows he can just walk away from there, try to avoid jungkook as much as he can or just simply let his husband know that their utterly hot neighbour is more or less harassing him. but no, taehyung chose not to go for the easy and boring way.
rather he chose the devil's den, an exciting path.
jungkook smirked darkly, brushing his lips against taehyung's nose sensually to arouse the male even further before he let out,
"yes hyung. have sex with me"
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oh boy, i missed
updating this book.