The faint sound of the TV echoed softly in the silent and slightly dark living room.
The different colors from the screen reflect Jungkook's figure who was sitting over the long couch with one of his legs prettily placed over the roof of his thigh. He was wearing a white t-shirt with a pair of gray sweat pants. His full-sleeved tattoos on display and the same arm are gently placed over the leg that is placed over his thigh.
Eyes focused on the screen where a group of four girls was dancing on the Mnet Asian music award.
Despite being music coming out of the TV, Jungkook still heard the faint noise of footsteps coming toward him. "What are you watching?" Taehyung asked while crouching down to sit beside Jungkook on the long couch. Freshly showered. He was wearing his slacks and white button from before since he's leaving after a few minutes anyway and he can't step into his house wearing Jungkook's outfit, now can he?
The white button-up wasn't tucked inside his waistband and the long sleeves of the shirt were rolled up so that the remaining time he's going to stay here, at least he'll be comfortable.
"Mamamoo," Jungkook answered shortly, eyes still fixed on the screen where a group of girls, now known as 'Mamamoo' were putting on a tremendous show dancing to their own songs.
"Hmm," Taehyung hummed, getting comfortable beside Jungkook. He too started to watch the award show in silence. Eyes focused on the way the four girls were dancing so elegantly. But there was this one girl who was looking completely badass compared to the other three.
Her moves, gaze, walking style, and outfit all were so unique and badass.
Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows when he didn't hear anything from Taehyung. The man beside him now was completely silent. Which, for some reason, didn't sit well with Jungkook.
So he turns his head to take a glimpse of the older, observing him watching the girl group who were moving their body with the beat.
Jungkook rolled his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed together into a sulk as he now glared at the TV instead of watching it.
He looks over at Taehyung again who was too immersed in the show. Now it was a different girl group dancing on the screen.
Itzy.
"Enjoying?" Jungkook asked through his gritted teeth. His one leg was still placed over the other one.
"Yeah, the girl with pink highlight is damn good, don't you think?" Taehyung let out subconsciously, the different pigment of the TV screen reflecting through his face too.
Jungkook clenched his jaw as he glares at Taehyung's side profile with an annoyed idiom. He turns his gaze back to the TV again, pissed for no literal reason.
"Pervert," he grumbles under his breath.
Taehyung, of course, heard the false remark of the younger against him and snapped his head towards Jungkook with furrowed eyes. "Excuse me? Did you just say that to me?" Taehyung asked as his eyebrows curved into a frown.
Jungkook gazes back at the older and glares, "Or what? Why are you watching them like that?!" Jungkook snapped at the older who was completely bewildered by the younger's accusation.
"Watch them like what?" He asked, completely oblivious of what the fuck the blonde head is trying to prove.
"Gawking at them. Even your fucking eyelashes aren't batting." Taehyung was completely taken aback by the accusation. He glances at the TV and then back to Jungkook with nothing but confusion lacing his eyes.
"I— wha— Whoa! what?" He stammered out, eyes slightly wide and mouth ajar.
Jungkook kept watching the TV, his face still holding the annoyance and grimace for the older.
"I wasn't? I was amazed by the choreography and their dance skill, that's it?" Taehyung tried to reason in his defense but it got deaf ears to Jungkook. "Now am I a pervert for watching girl groups? You're watching them too?" That caused Jungkook to snap his head towards Taehyung with an intense glare.
"Excuse me? I'm hella gay and also a bottom." Jungkook let out in an offending tone. Defending himself from the false accusation.
"Well, I'm gay too—"
"You are bisexual. Don't fucking lie." Jungkook warned, sending an icy glare towards the honey brown head. Taehyung cleared his throat and smiled sheepishly. "How do you know?"
"Your husband revealed in a conversation I don't remember." The blonde head answered.
"Okay but I still lean towards men more—"
"That doesn't change the fact that you like girls too!" Jungkook rudely cut off the older, folding his arms over his chest with a heavy scowl.
"And that doesn't also imply watching girls dance means I'm eye fucking them?" Taehyung extrapolated in an evident tone, his full focus was on the younger now.
"Your gaze says everything, they were intense," Jungkook fires back again.
"My gaze is naturally like this, sweetheart. I sometimes get mistaken for being cold or rude." The CEO stated with a light chuckle, head tilted to the side as he eyed the other's side profile who was fuming by now. Nevertheless, Jungkook didn't say anything further.
"Jungkook, I swear I was just stunned by their moves," Taehyung claimed further when he noticed the younger wasn't saying anything. Just watching the show where they were giving awards now. Confetti flying all over the place.
"Yeah? You are amazed by their moves? Well, I can dance better than them." Jungkook asserted after he turns to face Taehyung.
"Okay?" The older lad of the two trailed off. Not sure how should he even respond to that because hey! Where is the context? Jungkook dancing better than them what does it has to do with Taehyung?
"Oh, You don't believe me? Well, I'll show you." Jungkook said and hops up from the couch. Taehyung's confused gaze followed his figure.
"Huh? What— Whoa!" Taehyung was about to question what the younger was about to show but he didn't expect the younger to widen his legs and slightly bend his knees as one of his hands seductively run over his inner thigh. The older gulped, his gaze following the younger's hands running over his meaty thighs as he sinks deeper into the headboard of the couch, eyes wide and mouth parted open.
Jungkook then slightly bends his body backward and runs his fingers down from his chest to the waistband of his sweatpants. Taehyung licked his lips and letter bites on them while maintaining intense eye contact with Jungkook.
The blonde head then slowly but seductively started to bend down, performing a slut drop. His both hands slid down from the roof of his thighs to his knees as his thighs parted open and his body goes down until his ass slightly hover over the ground. "How do you like my moves?" Jungkook let out in an octave low raspy tone while cocking an eyebrow with a head tilt, lips stretching into a smirk.
"Okay that's enough or else you're going to make me hard." Taehyung protested as he grabs Jungkook's wrist and yanked him back on the couch. But now, much closer to him.
Jungkook just smirked as he bounced on the couch, sitting next to Taehyung. He placed his palm over the fluffy fabric of the couch, leaning his upper body weight over that arm. "My dance moves make you hard?" Jungkook rasped out with a teasing smirk but his gaze was soft as they stares back at Taehyung.
"Yeah, and they don't. So know the difference." Taehyung mumbled out as his face leans closer to Jungkook who was smiling but with his cocky nature it was looking anything but soft.
"Good, puppy."
Taehyung chuckled and shook his head. His deep chuckle immediately soothed Jungkook's ears but also made him a little bit aroused.
"Stop calling me that when we're not doing something sexual." Taehyung opposed, still chuckling slightly. Jungkook cocked an eyebrow. "Why? Does that makes you hard too?" Jungkook teased but he didn't really expect the answer.
"Kinda," the older lad replied.
"So I think we should work on some nicknames, don't you think?" Taehyung suggested causing Jungkook to cock an eyebrow again.
"You want me to call you by sweet little nicknames?" Jungkook asked in a mocking tone as he placed his both legs over the couch, thighs rubbing against each other. His hands lean forward to caress Taehyung's cheek.
"I mean if you want," Taehyung replied, staring back into those beautiful pair of Bambi eyes that were looking rather soft than usual.
"Okay then, why don't you go first, puppy? Let's see what little sweet name you've decided for me," Jungkook urged the other to go first because he genuinely wants to know what nickname Taehyung has stored for him.
The older lad stares at Jungkook for a minute or two. Admiringly the younger's features, his orbs roaming all over Jungkook's pretty face. He has a cute little button nose, and big Bambi round eyes that can easily fool anyone with their adorable nature when in reality, those pair of eyes do nothing but allure people. Pale smooth skin, so smooth that you never want to take your hands off of it. Blonde hair parted in the middle and peachy pink lips have a small smile lingering through them.
"Doll."
Jungkook creased his brows slightly in confusion when the older suddenly blurted out the nickname out of nowhere. "I want to call you doll," Taehyung added.
"And why's that?" Jungkook asked, a genuinely curious question as his fingers softly caresses Taehyung's cheek.
"Because you remind me of dolls with your blonde hair and peachy pink knuckles. Just like a barbie." Taehyung explained, taking Jungkook's hand that was caressing his cheek at the process and looking down at his pink knuckles.
Taehyung looked up at Jungkook and chuckled when the other rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, Kim."
"Nuh-uh, not Kim. You have to give me a nickname now." Taehyung asserted and smiles back at Jungkook who hummed and now he's the one who's admiring Taehyung's features.
"Since you have given me a nickname according to my features, I should do the same too, don't you think?" Jungkook explained, roaming his eyes all over Taehyung's features who was still holding Jungkook's hand between his slender fingers.
"And what comes to your mind?" Taehyung asked.
Jungkook kept humming as he admired the older. A smile then stretch into his lips as he leans forward and delicately placed a soft peck over Taehyung's full lips before leaning back.
"Honey."
"Honey?" Taehyung questioned. "Why's that?"
"Your skin reminds me of honey," Jungkook replied, scooting a little bit closer to Taehyung until there was no space between the two. He cupped the older's face between his palm and brings their faces so close that even they can feel their warm breath against each other.
"And that is one of the favorite things about you to me. You're as gorgeous and sweet as honey." Jungkook rasped soon meeting with a soft peck. Several pecks similar to the previous one landed on his lips soon trailing down from his lips to his cheeks and then to his already hickey-covered neck.
Taehyung started to leave feathery kisses all over Jungkook's neck who was still cupping his face. The blonde leans his face down, kissing Taehyung's cheek while the said guy is busy tingling every nerve of his neck with his pillowy kisses.
A sharp noise of the air echoed into both of their ears when the younger lad between the two pushed the older one by his chest, laying him over the long couch and straddling him at the same time.
Jungkook immediately leans down without wasting any time and kissed the attractive male underneath him deeply. Taehyung's hands instantly fly over Jungkook's hips, holding him closer to himself as he kissed back with the same force. Both of them opened their mouth, tangling each other's hot tongues together, playing with them. Fighting for dominance. Roaming the warm pink flesh into each other's mouths, exploring every corner of their hot cavern.
Lips smacking noises soon resonates the whole room along with the faint commotion of the TV.
Jungkook literally laid his body over Taehyung's, his ass straddling over the other's clothed crotch, causing the older to grunt.
Taehyung trailed his hands from Jungkook's hips to his ass, squeezing the meaty area and then pushing it further, bringing their lower region closer and rubbing both of their groins against each other. He was already semi-hard and he can feel the younger's hard one too.
On the other hand, Jungkook breaks the kiss with saliva connecting both of their lips, begging them to not part away, lips glossy and swollen. He huffs heavily but despite the lack of oxygen draining out of his lungs, he dives down into Taehyung's neck. Jungkook first left some feathery kisses all over his neck before poking out his tongue and trailing a long strike of his saliva over the honey tan skin.
"My sweet honey cub," Jungkook murmured against his skin, leaving more wet licks over Taehyung's neck like he was scenting him, tickling the skin. The older's chest heaves up and down as he tilted his head and moaned softly when Jungkook bites his skin, leaving a trail of hickey's behind as well.
Taehyung raised his head from the couch slightly and tried to kiss the other's neck too. But unfortunately, both of their moments were interrupted by the doorbell ringing loudly. Startling Taehyung.
"Who?" He asked with slightly wide eyes.
"I don't know," Jungkook replied with a shrug before pulling away from Taehyung. "I wasn't expecting anyone." He murmurs to himself with a confused look before standing up and sauntering towards the front door.
Jungkook peeks at the screen beside his door where he can see the person who's behind the front door. "Who's that?" Taehyung's voice came from the living room causing Jungkook to turn around and sweetly smile at the male who's peeking from behind the headboard of the couch.
"Your husband," Jungkook replied causing Taehyung to jump from the couch with wide eyes.
"What is he doing here?" He let out anxiously.
"I don't know, why don't you ask him?" Jungkook was about to turn around and open the door when Taehyung's panicked voice came from behind him.
"What are you doing?! He'll see me. I'm hiding in the guest room. Don't let him go near it!" Taehyung whisper yelled before rushing towards the guest room and closing the door behind him.
Jungkook rolled his eyes before going for the doorknob and twisting the lock open, the lavish wooden door ajar with a gentle pull.
"Hey, Jungkook." Jimin greeted immediately as soon as the door revealed the blonde head. Jungkook smiled back, immediately switching his personality to present himself as humble as he can even though he doesn't want to.
Stepping aside, he made room for his best friend to step inside.
"What brought you here?" Jungkook asked as he closed the door and walks behind Jimin to the living room.
"Noticed how upset you were looking after the case and I know you don't take loss that easily. So came here to check up on you. Are you okay?" Jimin explained as he stares at Jungkook's figure who was coming back from the minibar with two glasses of wine.
"Yeah, doing kind of well. Don't worry about it." Jungkook sighed as he handed the glass of wine to Jimin who accepted with a small 'thank you.' While Jungkook sits beside him on the couch and sips on his wine.
Jungkook felt Jimin's gaze boring at him so he turn his head and cocked an eyebrow, "What?" He questioned.
"Wow, never seen you chilling with a glass of wine while enjoying some award show after a failure. That's kind of weird to be honest I thought you were going to break furniture and stuff." Jimin chuckled after the last statement as he navigates the rim of the glass closer to his plumpy lips and gulps the red liquid down his throat.
Jungkook scoffs with a smirk. "That brat tried to mess up with something precious that I own. Had to teach him a lesson." He rasped out, smirking as he spread his both arms over the headrest of the couch and glanced at Jimin.
"So you lose purposefully?" Jimin let out in a surprised tone, widening his eyes when Jungkook nodded.
"Damn, what's so special about that thing?" Jimin asked, eyes furrowed together with an amused smile.
"Everything," Jungkook replied instantly.
"Can I know what is it?" Jimin asked, taking a sip from the wine glass again.
"You'll know when the time comes. I'm sure your mind will be blown." Jungkook snickers after saying the last part. The fact that he is talking about Jimin's husband in front of Jimin like this was busting every single vein of his body with pleasure and satisfaction.
"I'm excited," Jimin replied shortly. His eyes then land on the younger's minibar, seeing another glass with half alcohol remaining inside it.
"Was someone here before?" The silver head asked, pointing at the glass. Jungkook followed the direction and gulped down his wine. Face emotionless, not a single hint of panic present in those doe pair of eyes.
He looks back at Jimin and nodded, "One of the escorts." He lied casually.
"I can see," Jimin replied, eyeing Jungkook's hickeys. That caused a bigger smirk to grow over the blonde head's lips. Because the Hickey's were given by Taehyung, Jimin's husband, and he's showing them to the same guy without any fear or guilt? That's insane.
And Jungkook likes the idea of it.
"Oh, come on! Just because you have a husband and you're getting it almost every night doesn't mean we single ones can't get some piece of pleasure too." Jungkook knows damn well what he's saying. He knows that Jimin and Taehyung's relationship is a fiasco let alone getting physical. He also knows Jimin is probably getting it from someone else. He knows it but he still decided to put salt in the wound because he excavates inner satisfaction in it.
Gaslighting someone after knowing their weak point is fun, to Jungkook at least.
Jimin's smile immediately dropped and his gaze falls on the red liquid swimming inside the wine glass.
"Actually, Taehyung— I didn't see him since last evening. I wonder where is he." Jimin said in an upset tone, letting out a sigh after. His small palms cupped the wine glass.
Jungkook looks at his best friend and noticed the queasy look lingering on his face. As expected, it didn't affect him. Instead, he rolled his eyes.
"Why? What happened?" He asked, trying to appear as to be curious but his tone was the complete opposite of it. He sounds unbothered and bored.
Jungkook took a quick glance from over his shoulder and saw a shadowy figure standing behind the wall. Taehyung is listening to their conversation. Of course, it's his husband, curiosity that led him here.
"He's asking for a divorce." Jimin blurted out. Now, he never wanted to bring up the topic but best friends are like our human version of 'dear diary'. You can't hide anything from them even if you try to hold yourself back.
And that's how you get backstabbed and taken advantage of later on but all you can do is slap yourself in the face and regret oversharing stuff with your best friend.
"Ever questioned yourself why he's asking for a divorce?" Jungkook asked instead, causing Jimin to freeze. Jungkook knows every word of his was piercing through Jimin's skin like thorns.
Because he knows what's exactly happening behind Taehyung's back and he's simply using it indirectly against his best friend who always appears innocent and loyal.
"I did and I wish I could explain myself," Jimin mumbled out loud enough for Jungkook to hear. About Taehyung, not sure though.
Jungkook smirked and scoffed internally. "Explain yourself? Or more like you don't want to say the truth?" Jungkook asserted out loud, causing Jimin to turn his head towards his best friend with furrowed eyes.
"Listen, Chim. I don't know what are you up to or what your husband is but as your best friend, I will advise you if you're doing something unjust to Taehyung, come clear to him. Say the truth." Jungkook knows Taehyung is listening to their conversation behind the wall and that's why he's acting to be a good best friend to the older's husband.
Because Jungkook knows after what he has witnessed that night, Jimin is not coming clear that easily so it will create more hate in Taehyung's heart for his husband if Jimin goes against his best friend's advice and decided to lie.
He's purely creating misunderstandings between them.
Jimin looks down and bites his lips. Even though, to him, Jungkook doesn't have any idea about his affair, he still felt guilty because Jungkook is right. He is indeed doing something unjust to Taehyung and he isn't even coming clear about it.
"Taehyung confessed he's sleeping with someone," Jungkook snapped his head towards Jimin in surprise who was looking down the whole time.
Taehyung confessed already?
"At least he confessed," Jungkook replied subconsciously. Jimin looks at the younger with dubious eyes which caused him to shrug. The unbothered look is what easily fools Jimin from suspecting his best friend.
"I mean he could've kept you in the dark but he confessed. " Jungkook let out in an obvious tone, raising his shoulders in a defensive manner.
"Okay, let's get this straight. He is asking for a divorce and also confessed that he's sleeping with someone. He gave you all the rights and reasons to divorce. Jimin, I'm your best friend, but I really can't blame your husband here." And here goes he again, putting his best friend under the bus. But he is also not wrong with his choice of words.
"What's stopping you from divorcing him? If you excuse it as love then I'm sorry I hardly can digest this shit because if there was love divorce shouldn't come in the first place." Jimin didn't answer his best friend's question, he just proceeds to look down and lets the words coming from the younger's mouth wander around his head.
It's not love.
The silence that was about to dominate the whole place was interrupted by Jimin's phone ringing out loudly. He hurriedly fished out the phone from inside of his pocket and checked the caller.
Instead of answering it, he stood up.
"Uhm, I think I should go now, Jungkook. Duty calls." Jimin let out in a rush, almost stammering on his words as he smiled awkwardly. Jungkook remained sitting in his position holding the wine glass.
"Sure," he replied with a shrug.
"Take care of yourself," and with that Jimin rushed out of the house, closing the front door behind which has an automatic lock system that once the door is locked, no one can open it from outside without keys or a pin code.
At the same time, Taehyung also walks out from behind the wall. His gaze fixed on the closed door. He just kept staring at the door with an unreadable gaze. He didn't even bother to spare a look at Jungkook.
As Jungkook continues to stare at Taehyung, he knows, he knows the older still has feelings for his husband and he doesn't blame Taehyung for that because this man loved his best friend almost his whole life whereas Jungkook was nothing but a stranger to Taehyung. It's been almost a month, only a month since both Jungkook and Taehyung crossed paths and it's roughly two days since the older asked for a divorce.
So assuming Taehyung will lose feelings for Jimin right after asking for a divorce is completely foolish.
And Jungkook is not a fool. He is willing to give time to Taehyung to heal himself and move on. But he has a deadline too. Jungkook will give him time but only a specific amount.
As soon as Taehyung crossed that thin line of Jungkook's patience and respect for him, his deadline, it's over.
If Taehyung succeeds at winning Jungkook's trust and his patience, the younger is ready to give his all to the older. But if he crosses the deadline, Jungkook fears he can't give Taehyung a second chance.
Because second chances only brought pain and disappointment to him.
He refuses to let history repeat itself.
But somewhere in Jungkook's heart, where it's more humanlike as you like to think, he felt a pang there as he watch Taehyung staring at the closed door.
There wasn't Jimin but it still didn't stop Taehyung from staring at the spot from where his husband took his leave. It only proves how special his best friend is to this man.
And that only brings uncomfortable feelings to his heart.