'Nothing Like Us' taekook

The grand venue was elegantly decorated with colourful,exotic flowers and differently shaped redolent candles. MinJoon went to great lengths to provide his future husband with the best, most expensive ornaments and make the day memorable.

Jungkook was up to his neck with the wedding preparations and had no time to think about anything else. During the ceremony and being the groom's best man, he was extremely emotional, constantly in tears and enjoying the special day. His brother hadn't left his side, not for a single moment,making sure he'd have no contact with the 'asshole' as he frequently called Taehyung.

Taehyung kept a safe distance, mostly because of his brother's warnings and the presence of Jungkook's family. However that didn't stop him from secretly admiring the younger from afar. Escorting his brother down the aisle towards his new life, he surprisingly concluded how empty his own life was and imagined Jungkook doing exactly the same. Walking down the aisle..to him! 

The younger was bewilderingly stunning! Dressed in total white, Taehyung loved how the silky fabric embraced every curve of his enchanting,slender figure, as he was taking his seat between his parents. His doe eyes sparkled like sunbeams, his luscious lips had a constant, beaming smile.. They were a work of art. They drew him in and made everything fade away..

The thoughts roving his woolly mind brought a mixture of fear and overwhelming anticipation and sadness knowing it could never happen and Jungkook would most likely end up with another guy. He shook the disturbing notions out of his head and concentrated on the ceremony. He was apparently influenced by the strong emotions of seeing his baby brother getting married. He aligned his gaze on the beautiful couple, clearing his head and disposing of the image of Jungkook in the arms of another man.

After the ceremony,the cutting of the wedding cake and the couple's first dance, Taehyung couldn't help but sneak behind Jungkook, offering him a white handkerchief he took out of his jetted pocket, whereas the boy threw a glower at him, accepting it.

" Thanks." he mumbled, wiping the tears from his flushed cheeks and sniffled. Taehyung looked like a fucken Greek God! So elegant and irresistible in his black, Gucci suit. He quickly averted his gaze, feeling vulnerable under his persistent eyes.

" You're a bit sensitive." Taehyung remarked, stuffing his hands in his front pockets." Thinking about your wedding?" He regretted it the moment it popped out of his mouth.

" Better than being a cold ass like you. And no I'm not thinking about marriage. You managed to ruin that too." he lisped through his teeth, offended and insulted by his insensitive question and walked away to the reception venue.

" You've done it again, asshole." he muttered scoffing. What the hell was wrong with him? Why was he provoking Jungkook? Couldn't he just leave him alone? He ambled to the reception, grabbed a glass of champagne only to witness a scene that made his icy blood boil from rage.

Jungkook was surrounded by a bunch of morons. A pack of wolves. Predators ready to attack their prey. Hyunjin's stupid gay friends. They had cornered the younger next to the stage, smiling like idiots, laughing like fools, their dirty hands touching the velvety flesh,drinking and drooling over his..his..what? His man? Jungkook wasn't his boyfriend. He was free to flirt and smile and dance with whoever he wanted.

Taehyung hadn't grasped he was pouting like a baby, staring off angrily, lips formed in a thin line and his fingers squeezing the glass that was about to break in his hand. He flinched when someone's fingers touched his shoulder and turned to the side.

" What's wrong with you?" Hobi, who had arrived that day with Bogum, gave him a' what the fuck' look and took the glass out of his hand.

" Nothing."

" That nothing must be a whole lot of something to have you on edge. You look like you're about to kill someone." His eyes followed Taehyung's gaze and understood what or should we say who was the cause of his rage.

" Jungkook's a knockout! Look at all those potential wannabe boyfriends." He teased him on purpose." Such a variety to choose from."

" Fuck you Hobi." 

" Chill out man!" 

" I said fuck you!" His raspy voice thundered, painted with ire and wrath.

" I am and it's going great. I can't say the same for you." Taehyung was in deep waters judging from the profound jealousy in his every move. Hobi wanted to burst out laughing. His asshole friend was jealous. He was actually jealous.

" Perhaps you should continue your sessions to pull yourself together. After so much ass a few pussies will do the work." He deliberately provoked him just to ruffle his feathers.

" Screw you asshole." 

" Truth hurts..V?" 

" Don't you have anything else to do? Anyone else to bother?" 

" No. I like annoying you." He rolled his eyes and let out a sigh, studying him with a critical squint.

" Well I don't." he responded harshly." Get off my back. I'm sick of you,me and everyone else." He marched to the door leading to the back garden as the stuffing atmosphere had repercussions on his mentality.

" Where is he going?" Bogum asked smiley Hobi when he approached and stood next to him,two glasses of cold champagne in his hands, offering his boyfriend one.

" To bite his head off." 

" Why? Who flipped his lid now?"

" He took one good look inside his dark, doomed soul and discovered something entirely new for him."

" I'm not following you, baby."

" Jealousy. He discovered jealousy,love."

Bogum narrowed his brows in disbelief." Taehyung? V? Our criminal friend? The vampire king? The king of hell?Well I find it hard to believe."

" Take a look over there.' Hobi slightly raised his right hand, pointing at the other side of the venue at a group of people.

" Ok..what am I suppose to be looking at?" He still couldn't understand where this was going.

" Tell me what you see." Hobi urged him.

" Mmmm…a gorgeous young man and a bunch of other handsome men around him, drooling at him."

" The gorgeous young man is Jungkook." 

Bogum widened his eyes in astonishment, his mouth fell open and his jaw dropped." The Jungkook? The famous Jungkook? Taehyung's Jungkook?"

" In the flesh!" Hobi looked at his boyfriend and swallowed his laughter, scrunching his lips." Close your mouth darling."

Bogum shut his mouth, gulping and Hobi couldn't control himself any longer and burst out laughing." Now do you get it? He saw men flirting with Jungkook and the green monster of jealousy made a remarkable,first appearance."

" Are you sure about that? We are talking about V. He's never been jealous his whole life."

" Damn sure! He's freaking jealous! He won't admit it of course because V is immune to any human feeling but it's there."

Bogum thoroughly observed the younger from head to toe. " He's stunning Hobi! Look at those beautiful eyes..his smile..his body! God! Talk about beauty!" Bogum sounded and seemed too enthusiastic,forcing Hobi to tap his foot on the floor.

" I'm right here you know! Stop drooling over Jungkook! Besides, he's taken!"

Bogum pretended to shiver." Oh please! I'm not drooling! Just admiring his beauty and thinking how much of an ass our friend is! As for taken..mmmm…" he let out a deep sigh." If Taehyung doesn't make up his mind and smell the roses, he'll have the green monster keeping him company at night. Someone will eventually steal Jungkook." 

Hobi noticed Jungkook walking towards the door leading to the front garden,the opposite direction of where Tae went and a crazy idea popped up in his head." Hold that thought, baby." He handed him the glass." and this. I'm on a mission." 

Before Bogum asked anything further Hobi had vanished." Great! Another K-drama!" He toasted to himself, shaking his head.

_______

The garden, secluded and isolated from the bustling noise of the reception,was the perfect hideaway for Jungkook and the horde of would-be suitors, bombing him with silly pick-up lines and sleazy flirting. His jaw was numbed from the constant smiling and moved it left and right to see if it was actually in motion.

He had noticed the intense staring Taehyung was giving him,even though their eyes didn't meet,so he had decided to continue acting cute and acceptable in their courting. Not that it would make any difference! Taehyung wouldn't get jealous! He huffed, raising his head to the starry night sky and allowing the cool breeze to fondle his face. It was refreshing!

" Hello Jungkook." 

Startled at the unexpected voice, he turned around and his eyes landed on a handsome, smiley man. He recognised him by the voice. Hoseok hyung.

" Hello, hyung." 

Hobi walked closer to him, standing at his left side." I guess you know who I am."

" Taehyung's friend.. Hoseok hyung..we talked on the phone the day he got sick." He didn't get the chance to meet him at his arrival because he was swamped in arranging the last details of the wedding and frankly speaking he avoided it. 

" Beautiful night,huh?" 

" Indeed." Jungkook felt a bit uncomfortable knowing Hoseok was aware of his and Taehyung's absurd situation. His honest opinion about him and probably the things that followed.

" You did an amazing job with the wedding."he complimented him and chuckled seeing the boy blush." Everything is splendid."

" I wanted it to be perfect for my hyungs. They deserve it."

" And you? Where do you fit in all of this?" 

Jungkook stared at him puzzled at the question." I'm not sure what you mean."

" Look Jungkook. I know about you and Tae from the beginning. I tried to talk him out of it and he sent me to hell." 

" I believe that. He's in the habit of sending everyone there. It's a bit crowded." His comment made Hobi smile.

" I like a person with a good sense of humour. Anyway, I feel the need to apologize on his behalf because he'll never do it and I know it's not the time or the place to have this conversation, however.." 

Jungkook cut him off." Then don't. Hyunjin hyung already explained and that's the end of it. I don't want to hear anything more." 

" He messed up big time, didn't he?" He got his answer when Jungkook nodded." He hurt you. Played with your heart and caused irreparable damage as Unfortunately my friend lacks sensitivity and has no attachment to human emotions.He wasn't like that, you know. He used to be the kindest,nicest, most generous boy before.. smiling and laughing, planning the future, enjoying life like a normal kid. He wanted to be a saxophonist and made his parents buy him a saxophone at six. Bad idea! He drove them crazy so uncle built a treehouse in the backyard for him to practice away from home. We spend night after night listening to him trying to play! He loved jazz. He'd listen for hours, slow dancing to the sound of music. He was happy."

His smile became wider recalling those slap-happy moments." After losing his parents his only concern was his brother. He became a mother and a father for him. Forced to grow up and act responsible while in fact he should hold on to the carefree of his youth.Later,the situation with his uncle changed him completely. Bitter and angry at the world.. wondering why his life turned upside down..why he had to face cruelty in his own house from the person he trusted. The person who was supposed to protect them. Provide for them." He sighed deeply, leaning against the tree trunk,one knee bent and eyes fixed on nowhere.

" I'm sorry for what happened to him and hyung but it's no excuse for what he did to me. He had no right to hurt me even if I was in fact a man whore and a threat for his brother.In a way he became what he despised." Jungkook was struggling to keep a harsh tone in his trembling voice.He discovered he knew nothing about Taehyung. His likes, dislikes, hobbies and his dreams and plans for the future. Just bits and parts of an ugly, disturbed past and an even more bothersome present.

Words seemed pointless and Hobi stayed quiet for a moment."No,his behaviour is unforgivable. You have every right to feel upset and not want to have anything to do with him. I apologise if I crossed the line and said too much. I'm not in the habit of meddling in other people's lives but I love the bastard."

" It's ok…I'd probably do the same thing if I were you." His body shivered from the cold." I can't forgive him." The words escaping his lips made the sense of dizziness grow stronger.

Hobi realised it was pointless to try and change his mind at that moment. The wounds were wide open and his heart was bleeding. He turned around to go and leave the boy alone but as he took two steps,he stopped." The ring he gave you was designed especially for you and for V, that's a huge gesture. One last thing.. he got jealous tonight seeing you with other men. Sleep on it, Jungkook." he revealed, rambling towards the interior.

Jungkook stubbornly refused to let Hoseok's words get to him. Affect him in any way because that would mean his stupid heart would mellow and he needed the rage to remain and keep him safe and protected. He didn't care if the ring was designed for him or that he got jealous seeing him with other men. It meant nothing because Taehyung wasn't interested in him, wasn't in love with him. Only thought of him as a possession. A man he owned. A body he had conquered and Jungkook was well aware Taehyung hated sharing his possessions. That's obsession not jealousy.

Hyung was his best friend, he loved him and it was natural to want to think of him as the boy he once knew.

But Taehyung had stopped being that innocent child years ago. His new self was the exact opposite.And that change bore significant consequences for him, his loved ones, his enemies. 

He shut his eyes to the feeling of fear and loneliness, inhaling the refreshing,cold breeze and his nostrils were attacked by the salty fragrance of the turbulent sea and the pungent aroma of the majestic garden, brushing aside the cold needles staggering his body.

He didn't want to feel exposed and vulnerable to Taehyung's power. He didn't want to be carried away by his love for him. He didn't want to need him to breathe and feel alive. He didn't want to love him. Too painful. Too soul consuming.

 It hurt. It did. Pierced his soul to be sneered at with such derision from the man that occupied his every waking thought. And he needed this to stop. To be free of troublesome emotions and an undying love.

Seeing him wasn't helping at all. Being around him, interacting with him was more than he could handle." Two days..too more days and it will be over. You won't have to see him again..just two days." He reminded himself, opening his eyes, swifting and walking back to the venue.

______

Taehyung had returned to the reception from the garden and noticed Hobi entering the venue from the opposite direction with Jungkook following him a few minutes later. What were they doing outside? The two of them alone. And in spite of knowing Hobi he became furious,a haughty expression in his stormy eyes,thinking of just the two of them alone in the dark. Hobi offering him comfort and understanding. Jungkook having someone to rely on. A gentle, warm soul to fill his emptiness. His exact opposite. At that moment he envied his friend and he wasn't accustomed to that sort of emotion. It reeked of vulnerability and weaknesses.

He bustled through the crowd with fury burning in his eyes, approached Hobi and Bogum and roughly gripped his elbow.

" What the hell.." Hobi managed to lisp as he was dragged into a corner away from prying eyes.

" What's wrong with you man?" Bogum chipped in, abruptly removing Taehyung 's grip from his boyfriend and giving him a death glare.

" Tell me why you were with Jungkook. What were you doing outside? Alone in the dark." he growled, gritting his teeth. His eyes had become cold and sharp,a stormy ocean after a tsunami.

" Talking. What else? What the fuck do you think we were doing?" he inquired offended and his confusion grew bigger observing his friend's infuriating looks.

" Don't lie to me, asshole! You like him, don't you? You want him for yourself. You want to fuck him. Doesn't your boyfriend fuck you well enough,you feel the need to stick your dick to the first available ass?" He grabbed his collar,making direct eye contact with dumbfounded Hobi." Jungkook will never be yours. You don't get to look, talk and touch him. Have I made myself clear?" 

" Let go of me, Tae." he demanded hoarsely and his usual serene,smiley face had become a mask of wrath, disappointment and disgust.

Bogum,seeing Taehyung wouldn't back down, clutched onto his hem, pushing him back." As much as I love you, if you dare insult or touch him again, I'll rip your head off. What the hell is wrong with you?" He pulled his boyfriend behind him, using his body as a shield."How could you even think Hobi would be a cheater? Or betray your trust? Is your craziness so deep you find enemies among your friends?" 

Taehyung glanced uncomfortably at Hobi. He knew he was at fault but it was beyond his control. The mere thought of Jungkook with anyone made his blood sizzle with rage. Disrobed him of clear judgement. He felt the need to kill anybody who dared to approach him.

" I'm sorry."he mumbled guiltily.

" You damn right should!" Hobi spewed at him, adjusting his black, Dior suit." I don't know how to deal with your madness anymore. Just admit you're fucken jealous, you're in love with him and get this over with! "

" I'm not in love with him." 

" Keep telling yourself that." Hobi blurred out,giving him the stink eye.

" Don't make me repeat it. I don't fucken love him!" he insisted, roaring from rage, running a shaky hand through his neatly combed hair returning the glare.

" But you are jealous." Bogum intervened calmly.

" Hell no! V…" 

Hobi scoffed, rolling his eyes to the back."Yeah! Yeah!Yeah! V never gets jealous.V never falls in love.V is always in control! God forbid if V decides to show human emotions like the rest of us!" He took deep breaths and added." You'll lose the ones who love you and end up alone, miserable with your fucken whore slaves to keep you company. Lose the one chance you have to feel loved and wanted! Fuck you Tae or V or whoever the hell you are!" he mocked him, holding his boyfriend's hand and dragging him away.

Hobi was overreacting as usual. Being melodramatic and overthinking. Taehyung didn't need to be loved or wanted. He needed to be in control. He was fine the way he lived his life. He had come into terms with his faith.No emotional attachments and unnecessary drama. Scenes of jealousy and possession. Sleazy, pathetic, overrated sentiments that turned people vulnerable and fragile.

In his line of work love was dangerous. A constant distraction.Jungkook was the last person he wanted to get involved with. He was a notorious criminal and Jungkook was from a family of cops.He was gay and Taehyung was straight. Wasn't he? 

The more he thought about it the angrier he became. Jungkook was bad for his mentality. He made his mind fuzzy. His heart pounded in his chest. His stomach tingled and his body floated in the air. 

The corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the younger dancing with a man on stage. He was the tenth one in the last half an hour. Yeah, he had kept scores! The man's hand was hooked around Jungkook's tiny waist and the boy was smiling and laughing with him. His face was lit up and eyes blazing with bright sparkles.

Talk about high blood pressure. Taehyung felt his temples throbbing with wrath at the scene. He went berserk, swaggering through the crowd, standing next to them and tapping the stranger's shoulder.

" Beat it."

Both males flinched and stared at him puzzled.

" Excuse me? I couldn't hear you." the man asked, holding Jungkook closer.

" I said..beat it. Are you so dumb to get it?" 

If it wasn't Taehyung 's domineering and terrorizing gaze which caused the man to gulp, he would have stayed and tell him to fuck off. However he nodded and cowardly ran away,abandoning furious Jungkook.

" You've got balls to order people around. Why do you have to be so rude? You scared him away and I was having fun!"Jungkook tried to walk away from the stage but the older snatched him by the wrist, drawing him closer. 

" Having fun? With him?"

" He happens to be an excellent dancer."

" And an excellent runner."he sneered and Jungkook got the hint. 

"You're a bully!" 

" Fine I am..You're dancing with me." 

" Mmmm..no. Find a woman and boss her around. There are plenty available here. You might get lucky and fuck her as well. Show her who the master is." His attempt to tug him off and leave met the older's resistance as he wrapped his arm around his waist, his other hand held Jungkook 's tightly,their bodies colliding but Jungkook stubbornly refused to rest his head on his chest.

" Shut up and dance. You don't want to cause a scene at your hyung's wedding,do we?" He looked around to check if anyone was watching them. His family was staring at them. Jimin threw daggers at him. The happy couple seemed terrified.

" Don't tell me what to do!" he strongly protested."You shut up."

" What if I tell you I'm turned on when you're being bossy?" he whispered seductively in his ears, sending hordes of shivers down his spine.

" I'll say you're sick!" 

" My disease is you." he smirked,licking his lips and his breath coming out in gasps.This wasn't what he had in mind when he approached them. He initially intended to punch the guy and drag Jungkook out to give him a piece of his mind for his childish and provoking behaviour. Dancing cheek to cheek with another man but ended up aroused and ready to fuck him on the spot! 

" What a load of crap. Do you think I'll fall on my knees for this?" He poked his tongue in his mouth.

Taehyung's hard cock shamelessly rubbed on Jungkook's, tightening the grip on his waist." I want you on your knees,sucking my cock as I fuck your dirty, little mouth, flooding it with my cum to make you shut up."

" Stop.. stop talking.." His nails dug in the man's shoulder, making remarkable efforts not to succumb to his growing desire and maintain his anger.It was madness. Pure, undeniable madness.

" I can feel you getting hard. Your heartbeat matches mine.Now more than ever I want in all fours like a horny bitch..my cock abusing your fucken ass..my hands around your pretty neck, choking the life out of you..Oh God I need to fuck you so badly." He stared deep inside those roving, doe eyes and saw the same need. The same passion. His lips might have denied it but his eyes couldn't.

Jungkook realised in horror how pointless it was to deny his need. A few words of passion from Taehyung's mouth and his decisions flew out the window." Don't do this.. we're in public..my parents.."

" It's been too long since I held you in my arms. Too damn long since I was inside you. I want to fuck you." he growled, grinding their cocks together,moving along with the music.

" Don't be ridiculous.. Taehyung it's.." he mumbled, swallowing hard but the lump in his throat made it impossible.

His fingers brushed the outline of the younger's lips,shushing him." Your body craves to be touched..it needs the pain I can give it." He leaned forward,his hot breath thrashing and staggering Jungkook's sensitive skin,burning him with the most pleasant fire." Would you like me to give you..pain and pleasure,doll?"

The younger 's heart was hammering in his chest from the desire and longing,shouting and urging him.' SAY YES..YES..YES!' 

The temptation to yield was eating him up. He wanted to let go. Accept him for one more night. A night into the arms of the man he loved, expunged of guilt and morality. Of right and wrong.

His mind still possessed a shred of logic to help him think rationally and turn his back on Taehyung's lustful song. As the music seized,he lifted his head up, took one good look at the dominant man holding him captive in every sense and found the courage to trail his hands on the pulsating,hard chest pushing him and stepping back with his head up high.

" No. It's useless. No, I don't want anything from you except for you to stay the hell away." 

He gracefully ambled through the crowd, although he was shaking, standing next to Jimin.The only person who could keep him down to earth. Next to his brother he was safe.

Jimin didn't say a word, just held his hand tightly as a sign of support and understanding.

"Stop biting your nails." Jimin scolded him 

" I'm nervous." Jungkook has been in the habit of biting his nails out of nervousness ever since he was a kid.

" We're in public. It's not polite for people to watch you munching on your nails." he pointed out." Wait till it's over and knock yourself out."

Jungkook chuckled, putting his hands behind his back." You're supposed to tell me what a nasty habit it is." 

" I'll be ignored as usual so why bother?" He shrugged his shoulders and smiled gently.

" Jiminshi,I want to go to bed, sleep and wake up when this craziness is over. I miss home." 

The cute pout on his lips brought a radiating smile to the older's lips." Two more days baby. Two long, painful days of watching that asshole behaving like an Alpha male."

Jungkook 's eyes steeped in sadness while timidly let out a sigh. 'His Taehyung' was a dominant Alpha male but also the biggest asshole. They kept talking and occasionally laughed but somehow Jungkook's eyes were constantly searching for him.

However Jungkook had neglected to observe the painful, sombre look on Taehyung's eyes watching him walking away. Away from him. From his arms. He couldn't blame him. Taehyung did everything in his power to harm him and succeeded. He destroyed his life for his ridiculous revenge, Broke his heart and crushed his soul with the same cruelty he abused his body. And had the audacity to approach him once again and ask him to share his bed in a not so polite way. 

Jungkook was right. It was useless and he ought to stay out of his life for both of their sake. The younger 's words kept repeating in his head till they were too damn ear splitting he had to shut them up. He didn't understand he was walking until he found himself in the comfort and solitude of his room. In two days he'd leave and his obsession with Jungkook would become a distant memory. A well hidden memory locked in the depths of his deranged mind.

He lazily untied his black tie, took it off and put it aside while unbuttoning his shirt. His arousal was there. He hadn't subsided for a single moment and it was irritating. He wondered that since he couldn't function with women anymore what the bloody hell was he going to do. He,of course, knew that sleeping with Jungkook would put an end to his sex life.There was no point denying it anymore. As a gambler he understood the odds weren't on his side. It was a lost game. The sooner he realised it the better for him. 

Besides, he loved his loneliness. It was a huge part of him. He was used to hiding in the safety of his home and from the rest of the world. Now he carried more skeletons in his closet. He decided to have a shower with the hope of calming his raging heart and cooling his damn arousal. Once he was done he wiped the water off his body, didn't bother to dry his hair, put on a pair of black shorts and sat in bed. 

He was exhausted but unfortunately he couldn't sleep a wink.His mind travelled back to dancing with Jungkook, the intensity of having him in his arms, the passion in his eyes. He slightly pulled up his shorts, taking a peek of his hard-on and hissed.

" God! I'll never get rid of it! I'm harder than before. Why the fuck do people think a cold shower turns you off. Crap." he growled to himself. Inside him,his evil and good side were battling. Should he? Or was it wiser to stay put and forget it? 

He rubbed his painfully hard cock and groaned.

" FUCK! FUCK!" 

He jumped out of bed, out of the room,into the dark corridor straight to Jungkook's bedroom. He didn't bother knocking, he simply opened the door and barged in, scaring the shit out of the younger,who was half naked ready to hit the shower.

" What are you doing here?" Get out! Don't you have any manners? Storming in without knocking!"

" No. I'm rude, inconsiderate and an annoying son of a bitch."

While Taehyung was marching towards him, Jungkook was stepping back,till he hit the wall.

" Whatever you're thinking, stop." His strict warning left him unbothered. The younger felt a tremendous heatwave smashing his weak body and cursed.

" I'm done thinking. I want you more than I ever wanted anything in my life. No matter how hard I try I can't get you out of my head. You're in my blood like a fucken drug. You have screwed up my mind and all I want and need is you. Under me, on top of me, doing whatever the hell you want with me.I don't care anymore.I need you more than the air I breathe."

Jungkook was too mad to grasp his words. The way he was baring his soul in his presence. Admitting his most secret thoughts and desires."You have screwed up my life so we're even. Leave me alone." 

Taehyung came closer, placing his hands on the wall and trapping Jungkook between them. He then leaned forward and rested his head on his crook." Can't you hear me? I fucken need you so much it fucken hurts. I want you to make love to me. Give me everything like I will. I will offer you my body..my soul.. I'll get down on my knees and beg if I have to. Make love to me." His voice broke completely and so did Jungkook's heart and the last piece of defence he had. Perhaps because he was tired of fighting his needs and love for him even though he knew he'd end up brokenhearted.

 He was mentally and physically exhausted to the point it didn't matter if he added further pain in his torment. Taehyung wasn't speaking about love but about need. At least he needed him. He could survive that.

Reluctantly his jittery hand touched Taehyung 's head and fingers lovingly fondled his hair making both of them shiver. He could feel the intense heartbeat on his chest and his breath coming out in gasps. He had to admit and accept his defeat. Jungkook was brave enough for both of them.

" You asked me a question when we were dancing. My answer is yes..give me pain and pleasure. Do whatever you want with my body as I will with yours. Make love to me. Fuck me. Break me. Use me. I don't care as long as you're willing to give me even a tiny part of you. I'll take it.." 

Taehyung raised his head and glanced at the most gorgeous, sparkling, starry eyes of the man who tormented his whole pathetic existence." What have you done to me, Jungkook?" 

A question that would remain unanswered for the time being… Who knows shat the future holds?