Days passed by with the blink of an eye. It was yet another early evening in Paris and also the last day they are staying here.
Today they decided to stroll down through the historical landmark, the Eiffel Tower. Taehyung and Jungkook were both sauntering down the huge land before the enormous tower standing there with all its glory, making all of them look tiny compared to it.
Jungkook was filming them the whole time. Today the blonde was wearing a simple black shirt with light gray stripes printed on it along with a leather jacket (Taehyung's jacket that he himself bought for the older) and a pair of deep blue ripped jeans. Where Taehyung was wearing a brown jacket with a green turtle neck underneath and deep brown striped trousers.
The younger roamed his hands that were holding the camera all over the place, capturing every little detail of the greenery scenery and a tremendous amount of people wandering around them.
Jungkook smiled when his camera caught the gorgeous sight of Taehyung's side profile, sharp jawline, and thick neck looking up at the tower with a slightly ajar mouth. The younger can't help but admire the older through the small screen. The pad of his thumb unconsciously trailed towards the screen to caress the spot where Taehyung's face was showing. The half heart dangling from the bottom of the bracelet didn't fail to catch Jungkook's attention.
He has noticed that since Taehyung has gifted him this elegant bracelet and gently wrapped this metallic chain around his wrist, Jungkook couldn't take his eyes off of it. It was almost like the younger lad had already gotten obsessed with the bracelet just the way he is for the oldster.
Taehyung sensed the pretty pair of Bambi eyes on him so without any hesitation, he avert his gaze from the tower and looks at Jungkook whose half the face was visible behind the camera. But Taehyung still didn't fail to notice those pair of round doe eyes admiring him through the tiny screen with the softest gaze he has ever witnessed lingering through the younger's orifices.
Taehyung felt warm inside, he felt like the inside organs of his body heating up but reassuringly, he felt like the circulation of the blood that rushes through the tiny narrow path of veins warming up even more causing his body temperature to heat up slightly. And the tickling sensation inside his stomach was born because of the nervousness also as we like to call them, butterflies.
But Taehyung still doesn't understand why he feels so nervous inside his stomach whenever Jungkook looks at him like that? Why does he feel the heat rushing under every skin cell of his body when Jungkook calls him with that alluring yet melodic tone or when he touches him? Why does the familiar thick red liquid speedily rushes inside his veins and gather right under his cheek skin whenever the younger shows affection, and care toward him? Give him priority more than anything else and praises him?
Taehyung was never unfamiliar with those feelings since he already is in love with someone who he calls his husband.
But why Jungkook?
Why does he feel like that around the younger?
Jungkook kept staring at Taehyung through the screen, lunging into the view in front of him where the older also staring back at him while his fluffy honey brown hair blows with the gentle flow of the breeze. The bangs were all gathered up over his forehead, almost hiding his eyes.
Jungkook felt the back of Taehyung's hand shoving his arm to the side that is holding the camera, to reveal his face. He leans forward, his gaze that was flashing with a foreign emotion kept looking down at the younger intensely as he let his both arms circle Jungkook's tiny waist, pulling him closer and the young lad let him do it, eyes never averting from each other.
Taehyung trails one of his hands toward the blonde's pretty doll face before letting the pad of his thumb gently rub against the pink thin skin, his bottom lip, which resulted in Jungkook parting his lips slightly. That's what the older wanted, to see those lips part open with the mere touch of his fingers.
He let his slender fingers gently trail down from the younger's lips, feeling the smooth and soft baby-like skin under his fingerpads until they rest right under his chin and then lifting his face a little before leaning down and capturing the bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it so deliberately, so softly that he can feel the warmness of Jungkook's lips, he can feel the silkiness of the smooth inner skin, he can feel the faint airiness of Jungkook's warm breath.
He can feel every bit of the kiss which did nothing but grew the nervous feeling inside his stomach even more. Yes, that's how Taehyung likes to portray the feelings inside his stomach at the moment. Nervous feeling rather than butterflies. But only if he could know that Jungkook was feeling the same way. He is feeling nervous feeling too. But unlike him, the younger gladly title them butterflies.
Because he knows he is feeling butterflies inside his stomach and he will never deny that. Not from now, not ever.
And all along, of course, the camera recorded everything that Jungkook is still holding in the air.
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It was a long day in Paris. It's currently almost 6 in the evening and the sun is still spreading its brightness all over the place. The sky was a mixture of purple, pink, and orange today.
After taking pictures and making some good memories under the glory of the Eiffel Tower, Taehyung and Jungkook both decided they will visit the Pont Des Arts a.k.a the infamously love lock bridge.
But on their way to that very specific bridge, Jungkook's attention was seized by a guy who was sitting beside the public footpath, selling fake tattoos or something like that. The younger went toward him and observed the various kind of stickers from butterflies to flowers to dragons to many other kinds that he is selling. The guy himself has many tattoos from his neck to his chest to his arms.
Jungkook turn his head towards Taehyung who was too observing the sticker tattoos and when the older look back at the young lad, he immediately knew what the said guy's intention is just by discerning him staring back at him with that familiar wicked gaze.
"You're not planning to put this shit on me, are you?" Taehyung asked in disbelief with a deep grimace which brought a huge smile to the blonde head's face and he nodded hastily.
Taehyung sighed and rolled his eyes. He didn't even dare to protest because knowing Jungkook, he's more than aware it's useless to argue with the younger. He will force him or blackmail him to make his way anyway.
Jungkook saw the guy doesn't only have sticker tattoos but he has a tattoo ink pen too with which he's currently drawing some arts over a girl's wrist. He looks back at Taehyung again who held the same grimace over his face.
"Oh, c'mon! It's not permanent tattoos, you won't get hurt, I promise. Don't sulk now, puppy." Jungkook reassured the older in a baby tone before grabbing his shoulder and making him sit in front of the tattoo artist after the girl abandoned the seat.
He smiled and sit beside Taehyung too, humming to himself as he was having a battle in his head about what tattoo he should let the older try for the very first time. Jungkook lean forward and grab the older's chin and moved his face from right to left, observing what or where he should put the tattoo.
Jungkook then smile brightly when he noticed the faint hickey over Taehyung's neck, right under his ear. "Ici," Jungkook instructed the guy while tapping the spot under the older lad's ear.
"Et que préférez-vous?" He asked the blonde what he wants there to be drawn or be carved. Jungkook just turned his wicked gaze back to the honey brown head and smiled gradually before letting out the words in a tender tone, "JK's chiot."
Taehyung widens his eyes and the blood inside his veins started to rush at the speed of light and gather at their most desired place, his cheeks, hueing the thin skin with a peachy pink shade. Taehyung instantly looks down and bites his lower lip out of embarrassment.
Seriously, Jungkook? That was what he was whining inside his head.
The tattoo artist nodded his head and leans closer to the honey brown head who didn't dare to look up and kept his head low with a prominent blush capturing his pale yet tanned cheeks. The tip of his teeth dug inside the pink skin of his lower lip. Jungkook cooed and smiled secretly noticing the tips of Taehyung's ears were cherry red by now as the tattoo artist held his face gently to tilt his head to the side and started to carve the desired words over his tanned skin, right under his ear.
Even though the tattoo artist didn't react nor did he seem like he gives a damn— he is just here to do his work and earn some fucking money —it still didn't stop Taehyung from feeling embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and hide under the 3rd layer of the earth.
When the guy gently dug the tip of the pen onto his skin, it didn't hurt since it was just an ink pen. The tattoo lasts a few days and the ink will also start to fade away and vanish completely roughly in the span of a week.
Soon, the tattoo artist was done with the few phrases that the blonde demanded from him to carve on the honey brown head's neck. He took a fresh clean piece of fabric and wiped the place where the tattoo was neatly engraved.
Jungkook immediately came in front of the older after the tattoo artist lean backward. His lips stretch into a satisfied smile while he discerns the fresh tattoo. He puts his index finger under the older's chin and tilted his head upward. Taehyung finally let his gaze coalesce with the blonde, the blush still lingering over his cheeks.
"Perfect," The younger uttered in a low tone before leaning forward and leaving a gentle peck over Taehyung's pillowy lips.
The older sighed and hold back the urge to roll his eyes when Jungkook carried the mirror in front of his face and giggled noticing the other's heavy sulk on a bright red face.
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Two pairs of legs one wearing black boots and the other wearing Gucci loafers were sauntering towards the love lock bridge. Hands conjoined as their hairs glows with the golden rays of the sun as it was finally turning into that bright red hue.
Jungkook looks at Taehyung whose face was focused on the street and smiled, eyes gazing over the neck tattoo. The words were placed under each one in a straight line. Ever since the tattoo was carved over the thick skin of Taehyung's neck, Jungkook couldn't help but observe it again and again and smile secretly.
It was his initials that is engraved into the older's skin after all.
The thought alone caused the butterflies inside his stomach to trigger and the fact that Taehyung didn't even protest— yeah, he was sulky a few minutes ago because he was embarrassed that Jungkook literally told a stranger to carve 'he is Jungkook's puppy' over his skin, of course, he was embarrassed. But regardless, the older could've still fought back if he really didn't want that tattoo.
But that wasn't the case.
He was a little bit pressed because of the embarrassment but now peering at the older's side profile, the man was looking peaceful with a small smile on his face, hair blowing with the wind as soon as they stepped into the bridge.
The younger couldn't help but feel content and overwhelmed internally because Taehyung was the first man who let him do whatever he wanted with him. No matter how weird it is, no matter how annoying Jungkook can get sometimes, how demanding and pushy he can get at times, the older never protest but let him do things as he wishes.
And that only flutter Jungkook's heart to the level that his hand automatically flew to his chest and rest there so that he could calm his abnormal beating heart. His heart was beating at a rate that almost suffocates him but he likes the suffocation.
He will gladly suffocate himself in the deepest depth of the older's affection and appreciation as long as he can feel his heart beating for the older. As long as he can feel the warmth of the older engulfing his whole being and will make him feel like he is floating into the abyss but still not feeling left alone or alone in general. Because he knows he is with the older and Taehyung is the reason he's into the abyss with his warmth holding up his body into the air, enabling him to float.
But also he is afraid as soon as the older's warmth will leave his side, he will fall. He will fall so deep and he knows he will never be able to escape the abyss. That he will be stuck into the deepest depth but without the older or his warmth. And that's when he will start to hate the suffocation. That's when he will realize the suffocation finally gradually started to suck the soul out of his body 'cause the older will be not by his side to radiate his warmth anymore.
But he is ready to take a risk.
The cold sensation of the railing made contact with their palms as they both stand there and admire the beauty in front of them. The Eiffel Tower was right there in the middle of the greenery but a little far away from where they are standing right now. Jungkook looks down and saw the boats swimming under them and that's when his eyes fell over the hundreds of hundreds of locks hanging from the bridge with various people's names written over the golden metallic substance with black ink.
"It's beautiful." Jungkook's eyes shot up when he heard the older who was busy admiring the gradient of purple, pink, and orange hue holding Jungkook's camera and recording the scenery.
Jungkook bites down on his lips and hesitated, he hesitated as his eyes wander around the place. The blonde groaned internally before he said a small 'fuck it' under his breath and left Taehyung's side who was too busy taking pictures now with his phone to even notice.
After a few seconds, Taehyung felt the younger's presence beside him was missing. He turn around and his brows curved into a deep frown when he noticed the younger was missing. But before he could panic, he felt a tap over his shoulder and instantly whirled around, letting out a sigh of relief when he saw it was Jungkook.
But why's he holding a lock? And a marker?
Jungkook for the first time in his life felt anxious and also a little shy while holding the lock and watching Taehyung staring at it with confusion lacing into those majestic gazes. The older looks up and the younger could already read his question without him uttering the actual phrases.
"Uh, wanna do it?" Jungkook trailed off and instantly looks away while biting his lower lip.
Taehyung's pupils dilated in amusement after hearing what the younger said. He let out an astonished chuckle while he looks down at the younger in disbelief. "You want to do that?" He asked along with a puff of chuckles, completely stunned.
Jungkook never felt so embarrassed in his 26 years of life so he kept looking away, biting his lips.
Now, now, Taehyung wasn't trying to embarrass the poor guy. He was rather shocked because let's be honest, no one expected this from Jungkook. Stuff like this suits Taehyung more since he is the hopeless romantic one here and this is something he would do. But Jungkook? It was unexpected and out of the textbook.
"I mean if you want to. But if you don't wanna then whatever," Jungkook grumbled with a roll of his eyes, getting slightly annoyed because he is not liking the embarrassment anymore and that's why he was about to throw the locks into the river but before even he could do that, Taehyung grabbed his wrist and yanked back the younger closer to himself.
"Let's do this," He whispered close to the blonde's face with a soft gentle smile who was looking up at him with slightly wide eyes. Jungkook nodded instantly because he can feel his face turning warm, so before the older could witness something he doesn't want to show, he bends down, pulling Taehyung with him.
"Write down your name," Jungkook asserted and offered the marker while holding the lock over his palm. Taehyung smiled and took the marker, wrapping his slender fingers around Jungkook's slightly small hand to hold them in place so that he could write his name over the metallic essence. Just like his arms are enough to circle the younger's whole waist, his fingers are also enough to hold Jungkook's hands between them.
After Taehyung finished writing down his name he handed back the marker to Jungkook who drew a plus sign under the older's name and then added his own name. Unlocking the lock with the tiny key, they both hung the lock in one of the metallic rods.
Taehyung looks down at Jungkook after hanging the lock and smiled, still sitting beside the railing which was completely covered with locks and people's names. The young lad also looked back and they stare at each other for a few seconds without a word. Taehyung with a smile and Jungkook with a beating heart.
Oh, how mesmerizing Taehyung was looking when the golden rays of the sun kissed one side of his face while he smiles so attractively down at him. His brown hazel eyes along with his hair were gleaming with the sunset reflection.
The urge, the damn urge again bubble inside Jungkook's chest while peering at the older who was looking like that. So he instantly lean forward, cupped the older's bread cheeks, and smashed their lips together. Taehyung closed his eyes and kissed back shortly, tucking the few strands of Jungkook's blonde hair behind his ear in the process.
The kiss wasn't long. Just one smooch that lasted longer than it should. Even after they pull away, the smile still didn't subside from Taehyung's face.
"Won't you make a wish?" Taehyung asked as both males stand up and turn their heads when they notice the sun was finally setting and it was around 7 PM right now. It's crazy how the world works sometimes. Where it should be pitch dark by now, the sun was just setting.
It was the longest day for the two indeed.
"Let's do it together." Jungkook offered after taking a deep breath and stretch out his hand for the other to hold which he complied. They both faced the sunset and closed their eyes, making a secret wish before opening them again and throwing the key into the river.
Taehyung and Jungkook both their faces anesthetized when they saw the Eiffel Tower lighten up from top to bottom with its pretty yellowish color lights. Taehyung let out a content sigh when he felt Jungkook squeezing his hand into his but didn't avert his eyes from this beautiful view.
But for Jungkook he was only looking at Taehyung. His eyes examined how the older smiled while admiring the beauty of this city. The anxiety, the nervous feelings, the butterflies again bubble inside his stomach, and Jungkook clenched his hand into a tight fist.
Taehyung also felt the tightness around his hands but decided to ignore it, until. . .
"I love you."
Jungkook watched how deliberately Taehyung's eyes widened when he let those very unexpected three words out of the blue. The anxiety doubled, the nervous feeling got severe and thousands of butterflies were keep trekking inside his stomach like there was toxic gas released and they need to survive.
The older slowly turn his head towards Jungkook and the said guy's stomach immediately dropped when he saw the terrific look on Taehyung's face instead of that smile. The older was shocked as expected but more horrified.
His brows were knitted together into a deep frown as he peers back at Jungkook with a slightly ajar mouth. If there was shock written over Taehyung's face, Jungkook would be fine with that. If he was dumbfounded and too speechless to even speak, Jungkook would've been fine with that too.
But the older looked horrified. Absolutely horrified.
As if he didn't like what he heard.
No one utters a word as silence breaks down on them. The silence was defeating, maybe because the city also stopped as the blanket of darkness covered the whole metropolis. There wasn't a single sound that came from Taehyung nor Jungkook. They just stare into each other's eyes. One horrified and the other blank.
And as the sun goes down completely, Jungkook's hands also gradually loosen around Taehyung's and fall beside his thigh limply.
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The room was dimmed, completely dimmed. The only source of glow was the street lights that were peeking from the open window and was illuminating the smaller than an average-sized room.
Jungkook was naked, Taehyung too as the younger sat over the older's lap holding the ink tattoo pen in his hand that he bought from the guy before leaving.
Ever since the confession, both didn't exchange many words between them. They return to the hotel right after their little tour to Pont Des Arts. It was awkward at first but to Taehyung's surprise, Jungkook wasn't acting awkward with him. He doesn't look like he just got 'rejected' (or that's what Jungkook thinks) by the older just now.
He was again back to his cold and 'not giving a fuck' phase and as soon as they both stepped inside the hotel room, Jungkook pushed him over the bed, and with the sequence of a heavy make-out session, their clothes also melted away.
Taehyung didn't stop him. They were already sleeping with each other anyway, but after the confession, he thought there's gonna be some awkward distance between them, especially from the younger's side but Jungkook has different plans.
But it doesn't mean Taehyung didn't notice the change in Jungkook's behavior. He was quiet, extremely quiet. The happiness Jungkook felt the past few days wasn't there anymore. He was again back to his cold straight face and it seems like he was just communicating with Taehyung's body only.
It was again back to 'just causal sex' between them when they both can bet that they were about to develop into something from just regular fuck buddies. But before their relationship even could reach the next level, everything shattered and they were back to zero.
Jungkook's eyes were focused on Taehyung's chest where he was writing only three initials on the older's hard chest over and over again.
JK's.
He was filling Taehyung's chest with the same three initials. Knowing the tattoos will fade away in the span of a week, Taehyung also didn't protest.
And Jungkook hates it.
Why is he letting the younger do whatever he wants with him? Why does he never protest? Why does he never stop him? God damn it! That was one of the main reasons why Jungkook fall for the older.
He's so obedient. Such a good puppy for him.
"If you think I forgot about the confession and will just move on after getting the silent treatment from you, you're wrong." Jungkook asserted, finally letting his gaze connect with the other. His gaze, his gaze sends a shiver running down from Taehyung's naked being. His gaze reminds him of the night when Jungkook went hard on him, when he punished him.
Taehyung doesn't know what should he say or more like, how should he respond. He was confused. He was confused because he doesn't have the gut to accept Jungkook nor did he have the gut to reject him either. So he gave the younger a silent treatment.
But then why horrified? Why was he looking horrified?
Maybe because he still has feelings for Jimin?
Jungkook straighten his posture when he thought it was enough to write his initials over the elder's chest. He threw the pen on the floor and looks down at Taehyung who gulped observing the emptiness lingering in those pair of doe eyes.
He stretches out his tattooed arm and gently caresses Taehyung's cheek with the pad of his thumb. "Do you need time?" He asked, voice cold as ice.
Taehyung gulped again, his adam apple bobbing up and down at the force while he peers up at Jungkook with hooded eyes.
"Probably," Taehyung breathed out and soon his breath became shaky when Jungkook leaned down and started to leave wet kisses over Taehyung's marked chest, his fingers brushing against the older's buds, causing him to moan deeply.
"How much time?" Jungkook asked as he kept going lower, now kissing over the older's toned stomach. Taehyung slightly raised his body and supported his weight over both of his elbows. His hands came forward to grab Jungkook's blonde hair but not too tightly. Eyebrows furrowed together and his face scrunched into a manner of pleasure.
"I don't know," Taehyung breathed out. Jungkook stopped his movements and looks up at the older yet again with a blank stare.
"What do you even fucking know?" He spat in a rude tone and harshly pushed the older back to the sheets. He takes Taehyung's hardened member into his hands and after giving it some slight strokes, he raised his bottom from the older's lap and slides himself down slowly.
Taehyung groaned when the younger's warm tight walls engulfed his hardened shaft just right. He clenched his teeth when Jungkook removed the older's hands from his hips the moment he placed them there and intertwined their fingers instead, the half hearts from their wrists immediately conjoined, which amazed Taehyung but Jungkook ignored it as he already started to jump up and down onto the older lad's dick in a fast pace, not even letting the older breath for a second.
Skin slapping sound soon filled the silent room along with the two males breathy moans, groans, and grunts. Jungkook's fingers clenched around Taehyung's tightly, almost hurting the older but he didn't seem to care.
Taehyung's lips parted open slightly, eyebrows furrowed together, and face scrunched into pleasure as he bites down on his lower lip occasionally. He looks up at the younger through his half-lidded eyes, watching the younger holding the same expression as him but his pleasured face has some kind of mixture of other emotions which Taehyung definitely recognized.
The street lights were directly falling over Jungkook's hourglass body, causing him to look more magnificent than he is.
Jungkook threw his head back when the tip of the older's dick brushed against his prostate. So he stopped for a moment and angled him onto the older's dick in a way that caused the thick shaft inside him to hit against his prostate spot on with every hard bounce he throws.
The blonde looks down at the older who was already looking up at him. He gritted his teeth and pinned Taehyung's arms against the bedsheets, from each side of his head and started to bounce even faster. The bed started to make loud thumping noise, merging with the skin slapping sounds, and fuck, it only turn on the two males even more.
Taehyung's body was jerking back and forth as he continuously lets out breathy moans at the force Jungkook was bouncing onto his sensitive dick.
"S-Slow down, Jungkook—"
"Shut up," Jungkook growled. His piercing gaze that holds rage and annoyance in them never leaves the olders face.
Yes, he knows Taehyung just came out of a toxic relationship with his husband, and that too not entirely. He also knows Taehyung still has feelings for his husband, and he also knows that he promised to give Taehyung time.
To heal himself, to collect himself, to find himself again, to reserve himself.
But still, the silent treatment hurt him more than it should. He was angry, disappointed, and furious. Almost desperate. He knows he should give Taehyung more time for the older to come out of his bubble and just move on. To get over the feelings he has for his husband but still, the 'rejection' made him furious.
However, he doesn't regret confessing his real feelings to the older.
"Fuck— I'm close," Taehyung grunted, his grip around Jungkook's hands also tightened that are pinned against the sheet. Jungkook didn't reply. He straighten up his posture and started bouncing hard and fast.
Taehyung gritted his teeth, his toes curling, and face scrunching into a painful expression as he came inside the younger, filling him to the brim.
Jungkook didn't stop his hard bounce there, he kept bouncing his bottom up and down in a fast motion even when Taehyung was cumming inside him, even after when the older got rid of his orgasm, and even after the older's lower region became sensitive.
He didn't stop nor did he slow his pace. He just kept pleasuring himself until he came all over his and the older's chest. Jungkook let out a heavy huff of breath after getting rid of his high and then he breathes heavily. Eyes squeezed shut.
He let go of Taehyung's hands and looks down at him who looked like a complete wreck with messy hair, swollen lips, and a sweaty forehead. Jungkook didn't utter anything and without saying a word, the younger raised his body and pulled the older's dick out of him before abandoning the bed and standing on the ground.
Taehyung's cum immediately started to ooze out of his abused hole and slide down from his inner thighs to his legs and then finally to the floor. Jungkook ignored it and limps toward the washroom.
Taehyung's eyes were watching his cum dripping out of Jungkook and then sliding down his milky thighs the whole time. After Jungkook disappeared into the shower, he groaned loudly and clenched his honey brown hair tightly which was slightly damped by the sweat.
He knows Jungkook is upset with him. He knows the younger is disappointed in him but he's helpless and confused.
He honestly thought he was just a fling for Jungkook like any other man and he was willing to be with him just for the sex. But his confession proved him wrong. The confession was unexpected and completely takes the older aback.
Taehyung didn't know how to react to that or what to even say. Because he can't deny that his heart still lounges for Jimin but he still doesn't want to let go of Jungkook either.