#taekook smut
you’re like a dream
When Jungkook’s gaze fell back onto his face, Taehyung was looking at him with an expression that he couldn’t place— lips upturned as though he was holding back a warm smile, eyes warm and inviting, drawing him in.
A sudden, strange feeling came up from Jungkook’s chest that said, I want to marry him. His heart raced. He almost said it out loud, but stopped himself. He was being ridiculous. They had only known each other for a few hours, and Jungkook was going home to Korea soon; there was nothing long-term about this, as much as he wanted to pretend that there was. Was it possible that Taehyung felt this strange intensity, too? Maybe, he thought; that look on his face certainly said something.
“Jeon Jungkook,” Taehyung said. It wasn’t an address, or a greeting; it was just his name, infused with something warm and electrifying.
I seriously have so much taekook bookmarked so I thought I’d rec some of my favorites!
got a kiss (with your name on it)by marienadine
Promises to Keep (and Miles to Go Before We Sleep)byTrappingLightningBugs
Like Honey and Grenadinebybazooka
Cinnamon Crispbyteatimetaemint
Don’t Let Your Love Go To Wastebykrscnl
don’t wanna let you go ‘til you see the light!byinfiniteandsmall
Look Aroundbypornographicpenguin
but all your flaws and scars are minebymisanthrpic
And, Home (Will Feel Like Home Again) bymindheist
Kiss Me Hard Before You Gobymindheist
Give Me Your Hands (I Will Pick the Stars for You)bymindheist
i say that i’m gonna erase you (but i still can’t let you go)bymisanthrpic
maybe we’re all just foolsby airplanewishes
dream a little dreambyorphan_account
King of the Library, Knight of His Tradeby madigraye
That Wonderful Feelingbybazooka (ok this isn’t technically taekook focused but the one taekook chapter is CUTE AF trust me)
i try to picture me without you (but i can’t) bynikkumeul
Watchers of the Eternal Flameby mindheist
You were dreaming out loud (I caught on) bylovuntitled (orphan_account)
cuz in a sky full of stars (i think i saw you)bywowoashley (orphan_account)
love me like you dobywowoashley (orphan_account)
the moon and the stars (are nothing without you)bywowoashley (orphan_account)
and i want you (do you want me too?)bywowoashley (orphan_account)
maybe we found love (right where we are) bywowoashley (orphan_account)
you can leave a toothbrush (at my place)bywowoashley (orphan_account)
Take You All The Waybylethallergic
Date Mebyflywithtaetae (kimtaehyungs)
keep the water warmbysassyneki
i’d give you some violets, but they withered bytaehyuungi
i’ll be a man (of you, you, you, babe)by monsterplaza (aesthesiae)
when i get you alonebyminyoongmeme
maybe i’m fine with being by myselfbymisanthrpic
You got me (smiling all the time)bytaeggukswitch (rooxynroll)
After schoolbyhappiestwhenvkook
I Can Make You (Cry For Me)byofficialmaknae
night windsbysassynekiforlocks
i can feel that body shake, and the heat between your legsby taetastic
i caught your fever, i’ll be feeling it foreverbycenturystorm
Kill Cams and Knee HighsbyNastaeTae
Gold Star For Effortbyteatimetaemint
i got your ass (in the scope)bynutaella
i breathe you in (exalt your flames)bydilse
Call Me Sir (Or A Good Boy)bymusclekink
Halloween FrightbyMysticMusicBox
only you can set my heart on firebytaetastic
you’re the bright side of everday (me without you just isn’t the same)bypiryohae
you’re the bright side of everday (me without you just isn’t the same)bypiryohae
wanna be loved (same love as you)bysugacravings
whatta man (good man)byaeterisks
Call Me Tweet Me If You Wanna Reach Mebytaekover
Armani can’t compare to youbytaleofatub
iron man has nothing on youbyfoolishbangtan
Headed to Hell for the Companybyrix
Take Me Higher Than I’ve Ever Beenbypomepanda
And Suddenly You’re All I NeedbyJemKay
You Smell Like Homebybananamilks
The most beautiful moment in lifebytaleofatub
fever started long agobythestarsabove
vampires will never hurt youbysnowmoney
maps to youbylumier (streya)foravaselm
Maybe we can be (each other’s company)byfoolishbangtan
Our Red Scarf (Keep Me Warm)byMirreRover
change my world (you’re the sunlight in my universe)byyururin
Get Me Out Of My Mind (Get You Out Of Those Clothes)bytaekookmusings
Chapter 8 of Me From The Moon, You From The Stars
Summary: Taehyung and Jungkook tell everyone and plan a date
Warnings:Abuse
Chapter 7 |Chapter 8 | Chapter 9
AN: Let me know what you think and if you want to be added on to the tag list.
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“All of me loves all of you, all your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections.”
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JUNGKOOK watched Taehyung with a large smile spread across his face. His mate was tugging him excitedly towards their usual table where most of their friends were sat, minus Namjoon. He noticed how Yoongi and Hoseok were looking at the pair of them in confusion. Last they had heard, him and Tae were not talking to each other, and now they were smiling and holding hands with each other. He was excited to tell them. It would cease the endless teasing.
He remembered when Yoongi and Hoseok had found their mate. It was quite a funny story really. Jimin had been at a club when Yoongi appeared. He had had an argument with his girlfriend at the time – they knew they weren’t each other’s mates, but were both in need of a relationship so they got together. Both Jimin and Yoongi started talking and before they knew it, they kissed each other and had sex together. Then Jimin had a date with Hoseok the day after, where they also kissed, and then Jimin loses his ability to smell other alphas and omegas.
Hoseok had always told Jungkook that he was the first one Jimin approached, but Yoongi liked to say that he was the first. Jimin had showed up at their house and had seen either one of them and found out that the same thing had happened. Then the other showed up and said the same thing, and the three of them have been going out ever since.
Jungkook liked their story, but he thought his and Taehyung’s was better. Maybe he was biased, but who cares? There is way more romance with theirs.
“Jiminie!” Taehyung yelled excitedly, hugging his friend from behind, his arms around his shoulders. Jungkook smiled at him fondly as he moved to stand in front of Yoongi and Hoseok.
“What’s going on with you and Taehyung?” Yoongi asked, staring as Taehyung let go of Jimin and made his way to Jungkook, tucking himself under his arm.
“You can call me Tae, Yoongi hyung.” Taehyung said, making Jungkook press a kiss to the top of his head.
“Well done, baby, I’m so proud of you.” He said. Taehyung hadn’t liked being called Tae by anyone he didn’t really know. He had said it made him feel weak and pathetic, but Jungkook had told him that it didn’t. Yes, it made him sound cute, but it was also a powerful name, especially because it belonged to someone so beautiful. So him letting Yoongi call him Tae was a step in the right direction for him to get over his rape, which Jungkook was so proud of. Tae looked up at him and smiled before leaning the side of his head on his chest.
“Yeah, what’s going on, Kook?” Jin asked with a knowing smile on his face.
“So, me and TaeTae, or is it TaeTae and I?” Jungkook frowned. He had never been that good at grammar. “Oh well, we are mates.” He said. Hoseok choked on the noodles he was devouring, causing Jimin to panic while Yoongi whacked his back.
“Did you say mates? You’re too young, Kook. Still a little boy.” Hoseok said, his face still red and straining although he had managed to get the noodles out of his windpipe.
“Hoseok hyung, I’m nineteen. Taehyung’s younger, he’s still eighteen!” Jungkook protested. “Anyway, at least it happened in a more romantic way than you, Jimin and Yoongi.”
Yoongi growled. “Watch it, you brat.”
“And don’t forget your honorifics!” Jimin added, noodles dangling from his mouth. Yoongi chuckled and kissed him, biting the excess noodles and eating them.
“Hyung! Ew!” Jungkook turned towards Taehyung. “Tae baby, can you get rid of that awful image please?” He asked, looking at his beautiful mate. Taehyung flushed pink and leaned up on his tiptoes to peck Jungkook’s lips. Jungkook wasn’t too happy with that. “Baby,” He whined, making Taehyung giggle and kiss him properly.
“Better?” He asked as he pulled away from the kiss, his lips red and shiny, looking absolutely delectable. Jungkook nodded and licked his lips as Jin cleared his throat to get their attention.
“Are you going to sit down and join us?” Jin asked, raising his eyebrow.
“No, actually, we’ve finished our classes and so I’m taking my baby out on a date.” Jungkook said, squeezing Taehyung’s waist. It was then he noticed the wince Taehyung did. He frowned in concern, but decided he would ask Taehyung about it after their date. He might have just fallen, but Jungkook wanted to be sure.
“Okay, have fun. Don’t be back too late.” Jin said, making Jungkook roll his eyes. Jin was an overprotective older brother, but Jungkook knew it was for the best.
“I won’t hyung.” Jungkook said with a playful whine before leading Taehyung to his car.
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TAEHYUNG marvelled at Jungkook’s car. Sure, it was like ten years old and a bit battered and scratched, but it was a Mercedes! That was a classy car! He looked around on the inside as Jungkook plugged his phone in to connect it to the radio so they could listen to some music.
“What do you want to listen to, Tae baby?” Jungkook asked, scrolling through his music in his phone. “I have a bit of everything, as well as Spotify, so just tell me a song and I’ll play it for you.”
“Can we listen to some John Legend please?” Taehyung requested. Jungkook nodded and hit shuffle on the John Legend playlist on Spotify. The first song that came on was ‘All of Me’. This was one of Taehyung’s favourite songs – it made him feel all warm inside, as if John was actually singing it to him and had written it for him. It made him feel loved, considering everything that had happened to him. He began to softly sing along as Jungkook pulled out of the school’s parking lot. Taehyung caught Jungkook’s smile out of the corner of his eye. “What?” He asked, curious as to why his mate was smiling so widely.
“Your voice is beautiful.” He complimented, making Taehyung blush. “Like you.”
“Kookie.” Taehyung buried his head in his hands. “Don’t, you’re making me blush.” Jungkook smiled and reached over, taking hold of his hand.
“So, let’s stop by your house first and then we’ll stop at mine and then we’ll go somewhere to eat. Does that sound good?” Jungkook suggested. Taehyung froze. He didn’t want Jungkook to see the awfulness that was his family. Hopefully both his parents were out and so wouldn’t see them.
“O-Okay.” Taehyung nodded. “But can we be quick? I’m hungry.” As he spoke, his stomach growled loudly, making Jungkook chuckle and rub his tummy playfully.
“Okay, calm down. We won’t take too long, little tummy.” He smiled at Taehyung, who blushed even more if that was even possible.
Taehyung typed his address into the GPS and they drove to his house. Taehyung could feel the anxiety building. He couldn’t let Jungkook see what his parents did to him. He couldn’t make himself a burden to him. He didn’t want him to know that his father would hit him every night because he didn’t manifest as an alpha, or that his mother would constantly hurl insults at him.
They pulled up to his house and parked in the driveway behind the red Hyundai that belonged to his mother. He gulped. “Jungkook, I don’t think I need anything.” Taehyung said before they got out the car. He knew there was fear and worry written over his face.
“What, baby? What’s wrong?” Jungkook asked. He knew something was up. Taehyung sighed and looked at the house where the front door was opening, and his mother was storming out, dressed in one of her business dresses and a pair of slippers. She had most likely just come home. There was no use leaving now. She had seen him.
“Never mind. I’ll be quick. I’ll grab some stuff and then get changed at your house.” Taehyung said, unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the car. “You can stay here, I’ll just be in and out.”
“What if I want to meet your mum, baby?” Jungkook asked.
Taehyung shook his head. “You already have. She knows who you are.” He said, opening the door and sliding out. “I’ll be back in a second.” He shut the door and reluctantly approached his mother, who was ready to start hurling insults and abuse at him.
“And what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” His mother yelled at him. His parents were not omegas. His mum was a beta, and his dad an alpha. No omegas in sight in this family. Until him. “I didn’t think I would see the disappointment until later. Why aren’t you at school? Did you get expelled for fucking some alpha teacher to fill your needy omega desires? You are pathetic!” Taehyung ignored her and continued walking towards his room. “And so he ignores me! You are ungrateful and don’t deserve to be here on this planet alive!”
Taehyung shut his door, and wiped his eyes, brushing the tears away. He had to be quick so Jungkook didn’t suspect anything. He walked towards his closet and picked out a few outfits because he wanted to look nice for their lunch date but then wanted to change into something more comfy when they went back to Jungkook’s house. He grabbed his oversized pale blue hoodie with a pair of shorts for his comfy outfit and some light blue ripped jeans with a white tshirt and a black denim jacket with sheep fur collar. He decided he would get changed at Jungkook’s house rather than here. He didn’t want to spend any more time in here than he had to.
He packed them into a bag and waited by his door, trying to hear whether or not his mother was waiting for him. He couldn’t hear anything so he flung open the door and ran down the stairs and pushed open the front door, going back to a normal speed as he approached the car.
“Taehyung!” His mother shouted after him. “Pathetic slut, where the fuck are you going now?” She began to quickly walk towards him.
He got in the car and shut the door. “Let’s go.” He said with a smile on his face.
“Are you okay?” Jungkook asked, looking at him carefully. Taehyung nodded and took hold of Jungkook’s hand, kissing the back of it.
“I’m perfect.” Taehyung replied.
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JUNGKOOK could tell something was up with Taehyung. He heard his mother shouting at him, but he wasn’t sure what she was saying. He had a feeling that Taehyung wincing earlier was related to this. But he didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable, that was the last thing he wanted to do. He was his baby, and he needed to protect him with everything he had.
He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel as they drove along the main road. Taehyung was fiddling with his fingers in his lap, his head swaying slowly with the beat of the music. His curls were kissing the tips of his ears his fringe flopping into his eyes slightly. Jungkook’s eyes followed the shape of his face, the careful slope of his nose and the smooth cheekbones, down to the slight pout of his lips and his chin. He was beautiful.
“I can feel you staring.” Taehyung said, his voice low. He glanced at Jungkook sideways, a slight smile playing on his lips.
“I can’t help it. Your face is too pretty for me not to stare at.” Jungkook smirked, as Taehyung blushed and giggled slightly.
“If you keep staring at me and not the road, you won’t be able to stare at my pretty face for much longer.” Taehyung pointed out. Jungkook pouted slightly, but Tae did have a point. “Are we almost at your house?” He asked, looking out the window. “You don’t live with your parents anymore?” He asked as they drove past his old house.
“Oh, um, no.” Jungkook felt a pang of sadness in his heart. “They passed away in a car accident a few years ago. I live with Jin, Yoongi and Hoseok hyungs.”
“Kookie, I’m so sorry.” Taehyung reached over and placed a hand on top of his hand. “They loved you so much. I had no idea. I’m sorry.”
Jungkook knew that the second apology was definitely about them not talking for a few years. “Taehyungie, baby, you don’t need to apologise anymore for what happened between us.” He said, kissing the back of his hand. “It’s behind us now. We are each other’s present and future. That’s all that matters. We can’t dwell on the past. Besides, I have forgiven you.” He turned the steering wheel to pull into the driveway of his house. “We’re here. You coming in?”
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TAEHYUNG felt awful. Jungkook didn’t deserve to have gone through what he had gone through with his parents dying. It was like he was being punished, even though he wasn’t in the wrong. His parents were so nice and loved Jungkook with all their heart. The way they died was awful.
Jungkook lead him to a decently sized apartment. “It’s only got three bedrooms, but we survive.” He said. “I mean, the only people that stay are Jimin and Namjoon, and now hopefully you, but they share with their mates, so we don’t really need anymore.” Taehyung nodded as he glanced around.
The walls were covered in framed photos of pets, family and friends. There were a few of Jimin, Yoongi and Hoseok, and Namjoon and Jin, as well. It was actually quite tidy, which surprised Taehyung. Normally, teenage boys were messy, but everything seemed to be in order. Definitely due to Seokjin, he thought to himself.
His duffel bag brushed against a bruised cut on his shoulder, making him gasp in pain. Jungkook looked over at him concerned. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He asked.
“Nothing, I must have hit my shoulder on the doorframe when I left my house earlier.” He said, not wanting Jungkook to know the real reason. It had been a doorframe, but only because his father had pushed him against it. Jungkook narrowed his eyes at him, making Taehyung gulp. He didn’t fully believe him.
“Let me take your bag, baby.” Jungkook said, taking the bag from him. The strap brushed against it again, making him wince. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked. “Baby, you can tell me. I’ll protect you, and keep you safe.” He said, leading him to his room.
As Jungkook pushed open the door, Taehyung knew that Jin was the one who was tidy. There were clothes strewn on the floor, with used plates and glasses stacked up precariously on the dresser like a dangerous game of Jenga. There was a gaming computer and a desk tucked away in the corner and a large dresser in the middle of the wall opposite the bed. The bed was a large double with simple black and grey sheets.
“Sorry, it’s a bit messy.” Jungkook flushed a slight red, making Taehyung smile.
“It’s okay.” Taehyung said with a small smile. Jungkook dropped the bags in the corner before sitting on the bed and pulling Taehyung onto his lap.
“I know you’re not telling me something, baby.” Jungkook said. “Talk to me please.” He begged. Taehyung sighed. He knew he had to tell Jungkook. Maybe he could get him out of there.
“I think it’s easier if I just show you.” Taehyung said. He took a deep breath before tugging off his shirt, allowing his cuts and bruises and scars to be visible.
Jungkook gasped before running his fingers lightly over the imperfections on his skin. “Baby… What happened to you?”
“I became an Omega.” Taehyung said bitterly. “You know, it’s funny how you think your parents will love you unconditionally, no matter what, but then they stop over something that’s not even in your control.”
“Your parents did this to you?!” Jungkook sounded angry. His scent also got stronger, indicating his anger. “That’s it. You’re not going back there. They’re hurting you! Does anyone else know?”
Taehyung shook his head. “You’re the first person.” He revealed. Jungkook sighed and pulled him closer. Taehyung could feel his heartbeat against his back.
“Thank you for telling me.” He said softly. “You know something, baby, you are so beautiful.” Taehyung felt warm inside. “All of these are your battle scars, and they make you so much stronger. My brave baby.” Jungkook kissed just behind his ear.
“I’ll need to get my stuff from the house.” Taehyung said, standing up and looking at his boyfriend. He had his arms crossed over his bare chest and stomach to hide them from his view. “Can we still go on our date, though?”
“Of course, we can, baby. And then you can get your stuff tomorrow after school.” Jungkook said. He frowned slightly when he saw Taehyung’s arms crossed over his body. He took hold of his wrists and pulled them apart, so he was exposed. “Baby, you are so perfect.” He said.
Taehyung shook his head. “No, I’m not. I’m covered in scars and bruises. And that’s just what you can see. I’m so messed up. How can you even stand to be around me?”
Jungkook stood up and pulled him close. “Because you are my soulmate, my best friend, my one true love. You are beautiful, smart, kind and perfect in my eyes. And I want to help you see that.” He said, kissing the top of his head. Taehyung sniffled, resting his forehead against Jungkook’s chest. “What did your mother say to you?”
Taehyung took a deep breath and wiped his eyes. Why was he crying so much? “She called me a disappointment.” He said. “And then accused me of fucking one of the teachers to fuel my needy omega desires.”
Jungkook scoffed. “I’m going to kill her.” His scent spiked again, making Taehyung ball up his shirt in his hands.
“No, you can’t!” He cried. “Please don’t. Just let me get my stuff tomorrow and we never have to see her ever again. I can stay here, right?”
Jungkook was silent for a bit. “Well, I don’t know, we might not have enough space…” He said. Taehyung blinked at him. Had he said something wrong? Was it because of his confession to Jungkook? “Baby, I’m joking. Of course, you’re staying here. I wouldn’t want you anywhere else.”
“Thank you.” Taehyung nuzzled his head into Jungkook’s neck. Jungkook said nothing; he just stroked Taehyung’s back and kissed the side of his head. His dark chocolate and cinnamon scent filled his nose, calming his nerves and allowing his heart to stop pounding in his chest.
“You smell so good.” Jungkook whispered into his hair. “Like cherries.” Taehyung let out a short huff of laughter as he pulled away. “Your lips look like cherries as well, red and plump and ready for me to devour.” Jungkook leaned down and kissed Taehyung. It was a playful kiss, but Taehyung’s heart still leapt in his chest and his stomach filled with butterflies as it somersaulted inside him. Jungkook tasted like a dark chocolate cinnamon cake, sweet with a hint of darkness. He nipped at Taehyung’s lips as he pulled away, his teeth gently pulling at the red flesh.
Taehyung pouted playfully. “You might have just removed all of my lip gloss.” He stuck out his bottom lip. “I didn’t bring any with me.”
“You don’t need it baby.” Jungkook said, swaying them from side to side. His stomach growled, making Taehyung jump slightly before giggling at how he had been taken aback.
“Hungry?” Taehyung asked. Jungkook nodded. “Then let me go change.” He lightly hit Jungkook’s chest, making the older mock a glare as he released the smaller omega.
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JUNGKOOK watched his mate with a small smile playing on his lips. How could someone look so cute yet so achingly hot at the same time? His Tae baby was perfect. He watched as the younger boy bent to open his duffel bag and pull out his clothes. The scars on his back stretched and puckered as his muscles flexed and relaxed.
It annoyed him at how parents could treat their own child like that. His parents were the type of people who would have loved him no matter what – even if one day he decided to get surgery to give himself cat ears or something extreme like that. They would never think of laying a hand on him because of how he presented.
But Taehyung’s parents were not. The scars on his back varied from white and red showing how recent they were. Jungkook was angry with himself. How long had this been going on? If he hadn’t been so stubborn and tried to get through to Taehyung and reassure him that he wouldn’t leave earlier, then maybe he would have been able to get him out of that horrible environment before it got too much for him to handle.
Taehyung threw his clothes onto Jungkook’s bed. “Hey, don’t mess up my room!” Jungkook whined, making Taehyung wrinkle his nose as he smiled.
“I think it’s already messy, Kookie.” He observed, pointing at some of stacked plates and cups. “Does Jin hyung not come in here at all?”
“Not really, the sight repulses him.” Jungkook laughed, making Taehyung huff and roll his eyes as he pulled on his white tshirt.
“I’m not surprised.” Taehyung said unfolding his jeans and shaking them out. “Now close your eyes. I need to change my jeans.” Jungkook frowned. He wanted to see his baby’s body and worship it, from his head down to his toes. “Kookie, please, close your eyes. I’m not that comfortable with you yet to allow you to see me in my underwear.” Jungkook obliged, closing his eyes. He could hear fabric rustling and a small thud.
“Are you okay?” He asked, his eyes still closed.
“Yeah, I’m just clumsy. You can open your eyes now.” Taehyung said. Jungkook’s eyes fluttered open and he took in the sight in front of him. Taehyung’s jeans clung to his legs like a second skin, making Jungkook’s mouth drop open.
“Ok, wow.” He said. “Wow.”
“That’s all you can say, Kookie? Wow?” Taehyung teased, making Jungkook growl playfully and reach up to tickle his waist. Taehyung giggled.
“When there is literally a Greek god in front of me, yes, wow is the only thing I can say.” Jungkook stood up and looked Taehyung in the eye.
“I’m not a Greek god.” Taehyung said. “You are though.” He reached up and traced Jungkook’s features with his finger.
“If you’re not a Greek god then I’m an ant.” Jungkook said. “Baby you are so beautiful. I wish you could see that.” He hated that his baby didn’t love himself.
“I’m working on it. I promise, Kookie.” Taehyung said softly. “Can we go eat now? I’m starving.”
“Of course baby. Let me just change my top.” Jungkook pulled off his black hoodie and walked over to his wardrobe to find something else to put on. When he turned around with a black v-neck tshirt in his hands, he saw Taehyung staring at him, some drool falling from his mouth. “Baby, you’re drooling.” He said. “Like something you see?”
“You have abs.” Taehyung observed. “Like actual abs. Like an actual six pack.” Jungkook chuckled.
“You are too cute, little Tae baby.” He said, walking over and dropping a kiss to his lips. “Now, let’s go eat at the mall. Ramen and kimchi?”
“Yes please.” Taehyung nodded, taking hold of Jungkook’s hand. Jungkook smiled and kissed his curls. He picked up their jackets and they left the house.
Chapter 7 of Me From The Moon, You From The Stars
Summary: Taehyung and Jungkook are mates
Warnings: Kind of PTSD from the rape (Tae is scared of sex), insecurity, mentions of abuse
Chapter 6 |Chapter 7|Chapter 8
AN: The chapter you’ve all been waiting for. Let me know what you think and if you want to be added on to the tag list.
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“Don’t throw yourself away, let’s stop for a moment, pinkie promise me, just promise me
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TAEHYUNG could not believe his ears. Mates? Him and Jungkook? What great timing. They had just become friends again, and he had only just been able to trust Jungkook again. Now they were mates. Taehyung wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
Yes, him and Jungkook had known each other since they were babies in nappies, and yes, there was always a comfortable atmosphere when they were together that just felt right, but he wasn’t sure if he was ready to bring their relationship to the level it needed to be at for them to be mates. Being mates meant there would be lots of cuddles and kisses, and romantic dates, which Taehyung was more than excited for, but there was also the fights that would come with it and the sex.
Yes, he was scared of sex. He had every right to be, considering what had happened to him. He wasn’t comfortable with anyone seeing him that vulnerable, and didn’t think he would be ever again. And he didn’t want to disappoint Jungkook because of that. He pouted to himself and jumped off the desk, folding his arms across his chest and began to pace.
"Taehyung? What’s wrong?” Jimin asked, staring at his friend in confusion. There were just too many thoughts in his head to be able to give Jimin one straight answer, which is why what came out of his mouth surprised him.
“How long was it before you, Yoongi and Hoseok had sex?” Taehyung asked, making Jimin’s face flush red to the tips of his ears. His eyes widened and he began to stutter.
“Erm, we, uh, we… Why?” Jimin bit his lip, pulling the full pink skin between his white teeth. Taehyung could tell he had had them whitened recently.
“Just answer the question. I’ll tell you after.” Taehyung urged, biting on his thumb nail anxiously. He couldn’t lose what he now had with Jungkook over his fear. Jimin frowned. He could tell something was wrong.
“It was about a month in on my first heat with them around. You know this – the first heat is when you give and receive the mating marks.” Jimin explained, moving his shirt collar aside to show his two mating marks, just above the juncture between his shoulder and his neck. Taehyung gulped. His heat was due in the next couple of weeks. He wasn’t ready. He was nowhere near ready.
“Jimin I can’t be his mate. I’m not ready. I’m going to ruin everything!” Taehyung sobbed, sinking down in an empty chair by the door.
“Hey, hey, hey. Where has this come from?” Jimin asked, squatting down in front of him. Taehyung hated that he couldn’t smell his scent anymore – it calmed him down when he was upset. His breathing continued to speed up as tears continued to roll down his face.
“My heat is in a couple of weeks. I’m not ready to have sex with him. Jimin, I can’t do this. I’ll ruin everything and he’ll go back to hating me and I can’t deal with that!” Taehyung cried. Jimin sighed sympathetically and cupped Taehyung’s face in his hands, wiping away his tears with his thumbs.
“Taehyung, listen to me. If Jungkook loves you, and we both know he does a lot, then this won’t matter to him. He wants to protect you. He thinks with his head and not his dick. He’s not going to be offended by this, he’s going to want to make you feel as comfortable as possible. You’re not going to ruin anything, especially not in his eyes.”
Taehyung sniffled, sitting up fully in the chair as Jimin’s hands came to rest on his knees, stroking the parts of his skin that were not covered by the rips in his jeans. “What if we have an argument about it?” Taehyung asked. “What if we argue and then never speak to each other ever again, I would never be able to handle it. I need him!”
“And I need you, baby, and I promise I will never leave you.” Jungkook said, making Taehyung look over to the door and realise that Jungkook had been standing there.
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JUNGKOOK knew that something was up with Taehyung. He could feel it. And he also knew that he would be the only one to fix it. So, he walked over to the classroom that he had seen Jimin pull his baby into and opened the door. The sight before him broke his heart.
His Taehyung was crying his heart out, sounding so insecure of himself. He was saying that Jungkook would leave him because he wasn’t comfortable with having sex and they would argue about it and never speak to each other again.
Jungkook pursed his lips as Jimin tried to console him, but Taehyung just kept crying. He eventually decided to speak, knowing that Taehyung would calm down when he heard him and his dulcet tones. So he said he would never leave him. Taehyung turned to the door, a look of shock and horror on his face.
“How long have you been stood there?” He asked. Jungkook took in his tear-stained face that was red and blotchy. His cheeks were a bit puffy and his eyes were swollen and red.
“Long enough. Tae, I’m not going to force you into anything or make you do something you are uncomfortable with.” Jungkook said softly. “You’re my soulmate. I don’t ever want to lose you.” Taehyung sniffled and wiped his eyes with the sleeves of his sweater, breathing deeply. Jungkook knew this was because of his scent that was filling the room. The same thing was happening with Taehyung’s cherry scent, however his was stronger due to him being upset.
“But how do I know you’re not going to leave me?” Taehyung asked, his voice scratchy and small. Jungkook smiled at his mate and held up his pinky.
“Because I pinky promise you, Tae. And those promises can never ever be broken.” He said. “Now come here.” Taehyung got up and walked over to him, his shorter frame making him not even reach his shoulders. Jungkook wrapped their pinkys together and kissed them. “I pinky promise I will never leave you and I will never make you do something you are uncomfortable with.” Their pinkys untwined as Taehyung’s cries ceased, but he still looked sad. “Now, can I see your beautiful smile?” Taehyung shrugged. Jungkook began to cover his face in kisses, making the shorter giggle and smile up at his mate.
“I’m really happy you are my mate, Kookie.” Taehyung said, stretching up to kiss him on the lips. Jungkook kissed back, loving the feeling of Tae’s soft and pillowy lips moving against his.
“And I’m happy you are my mate, Tae.” He replied pulling away from the kiss. “And my promise to you will never be broken. I swear.” Taehyung smiled up at him before leaning in to hug him.
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TAEHYUNGsmiled to himself as the bell rang signalling it was lunch. That meant his school day was basically over as he had no lessons that afternoon. And he was really hoping that Jungkook had none as well. That meant they could go and spend some time with each other properly as mates.
He also knew that Jungkook would have to tell Yoongi, Hoseok and Jin, and he would have to tell Namjoon, who was at home due to his heat. He hummed to himself as he walked before a horrible realisation came to him. If Jungkook had classes after lunch, he would have to go home. That meant the arguing and fighting and abusive words from his parents who had never really come to terms with how he had manifested. Nobody knew this about him. Nobody knew that his father would sometimes beat him if he did something wrong. But that was okay because he knew how to fend for himself.
He caught sight of his raven-haired boyfriend leaving his algebra class and immediately sprinted over to him, jumping on his back. Jungkook made a noise in surprise, his hands coming up to secure Taehyung, wrapping around the back of his knees, just brushing against the bottom of his thigh.
“Hi!” Taehyung said, leaning his chin on Jungkook’s shoulder.
“Hi pretty baby.” Jungkook smiled back. Taehyung loved Jungkook’s smile. It made him look like a bunny and Taehyung really liked that. He also really liked the nickname Jungkook had just given him. It made him blush, so he hid his face in Jungkook’s neck. “Shy, baby?” Taehyung giggled and pressed a kiss to Jungkook’s neck.
“Do you have classes after lunch?” Taehyung asked.
“No, I’m done for the day. Do you?” Jungkook asked, stroking his thumb on Taehyung’s knee.
“Nope. All done.” Taehyung smiled. “Can we do something together? Just us?”
Jungkook chuckled, his back vibrating against Taehyung’s chest. “Is my baby asking me out on a date?” He asked.
“Maybe.” Taehyung sang, moving his hands to play with the silver necklace that dangled around Jungkook’s neck.
“What do you want to do?” Jungkook asked, carrying him down the corridor to the cafeteria. He stopped just before the entrance. “We can leave now and then get lunch together?” Jungkook suggested.
“But I want to say goodbye to Jimin.” Taehyung whined. “I can’t leave without saying goodbye.”
“Okay we can go and say goodbye and then we can go get some lunch.” Jungkook said, making Taehyung nod as Jungkook set him down on the floor, pressing a kiss to his forehead as he straightened up. He began to walk into the cafeteria, when Taehyung cleared his throat. “What is it baby?” Jungkook asked in confusion.
“Hold my hand.” Taehyung demanded. He wanted everyone to see that Jungkook was his mate. He was proud of him, of their relationship and he wanted everyone to know.
“Manners, baby.” Jungkook chided, making Taehyung huff and fold his arms across his chest. He wasn’t going to say please. Jungkook should just do what he wanted him to do. Jungkook chuckled. “Or you can just be a brat and I’ll go in without you.” Taehyung did not like the sound of that. At all.
“Please, Kookie, hold my hand.” Taehyung said, giving Jungkook puppy dog eyes. Jungkook smiled fondly at him and took hold of his hand, linking their fingers together. “Now, we go and say goodbye, then we go home to change and then we go and eat!”
“Sounds like a plan baby.” Jungkook said as he pushed open the doors of the cafeteria.
Chapter 6 of Me From The Moon, You From The Stars
Summary: Taehyung and Jungkook realise they may be something more than friends
Warnings: None really just fluff
Chapter 5 |Chapter 6|Chapter 7
AN: The chapter you’ve all been waiting for. Let me know what you think and if you want to be added on to the tag list.
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“won’t let nobody hurt you i’ll stand by you”
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JUNGKOOK noticed that Taehyung was smiling when he arrived at school the morning after their heartfelt conversation and kiss. He wasn’t exactly sure of what was going on between him and Taehyung, but he knew that it felt right when they were together, like Taehyung was the missing puzzle piece of his life and that he was finally completed when Taehyung was around. They had arrived first out of the group since Jungkook had stayed over at Taehyung’s house last night since the boy had not been in the right mindset to be left alone.
“Kookie!” Taehyung giggled as he hugged him tight. Jungkook instantly felt a warmth flood through his body that sparked with electricity. It felt nice. It felt right. Taehyung was smiling his boxy smile when he pulled away. There was a pang in his heart. He hadn’t realised how much he had missed this Tae.
“Hey TaeTae.” Jungkook replied, stroking the boy’s hair, making Taehyung lean into the gesture and hum in content, his eyes closed. Jungkook could tell that Taehyung had placed his full trust in him, which is why he was acting like this. But he also knew that as soon as Hoseok or Jin or Yoongi arrived, this would disappear and Taehyung would go back to being cold and withdrawn. Taehyung looked up at him, slightly confused.
“Kookie, something weird happened to me today.” Taehyung confessed, playing with one of Jungkook’s hands. Jungkook instantly felt worried. Had something bad happened? Had he almost been hurt? “I can’t smell anyone’s scents but yours.” He said. “I think something’s wrong with me.”
Jungkook frowned. He had heard of this happening before, but he could not remember what the cause of it was. He hoped it wasn’t bad. He couldn’t bear losing Tae again. “I’m sure it’s nothing, Tae. But we’ll go to the doctor after school if you want? I’ll ask Jin and see if he’s heard of this, okay? But don’t worry about it. We’ll figure it out.” He said reassuringly. Taehyung nodded and turned his head as he saw Jimin’s car pull into the parking lot. He jumped away with Jungkook and his smile disappeared, back to his usual cold stare.
Jungkook bit his lip as he saw Jimin climb out of the car with Yoongi and Hoseok following behind. He knew Taehyung would go back to this, but it still hurt him to see Taehyung too scared to show his emotions. As the three approached, Jungkook noticed the dark bruises littered on Jimin’s exposed neck and collarbone, and Yoongi’s dishevelled hair. No, they didn’t. He hoped they didn’t. Ew no. He did not need that mental image in his brain.
But what confused him the most was how he never caught their scents. Maybe he had given Taehyung whatever bug he had or vice versa. Maybe it was a bug that was transmitted by kissing. His heart skipped a beat in panic. What was happening to them?
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TAEHYUNGknew that Jimin could tell something was wrong with him. And he also knew that Jimin was going to confront him about what happened with Jungkook the night before. And he really didn’t want to talk about that with him. But maybe he could ask him about not being able to pick up any scents apart from one. Thankfully he was still in class so he could think about what twisted truth he was going to tell Jimin about last night. He couldn’t say they kissed. That would be bad. Maybe he should just say they talked everything out and are back to being friends?
But he couldn’t dwell on that anymore because the bell rang signalling the end of the class. Taehyung quickly got up and walked out of the classroom, allowing his long legs to carry him as swiftly as possible away from the ignorance of those young alphas. He forgot that Jimin was shorter than him and found it harder to keep up.
“Yah!” He heard the older boy yell from behind him. “Kim Taehyung!” He stopped and allowed Jimin to catch up to him. He chuckled as he saw the angry midget storming over to him. “I hate you for that! You left me in the throng of ignorance.”
Taehyung couldn’t help but keep laughing. There was funny angry Jimin and then scary angry Jimin. He knew he should probably stop laughing so that he wouldn’t cause the scary angry, but he couldn’t stop himself. “I’d like to see you try, midget.” He said, patting Jimin’s head. “Have fun attacking my kneecaps.”
Jimin’s face darkened, his eyes becoming filled with anger as he glared at Taehyung. Scary angry Jimin had appeared. With his jaw set, Jimin reached up and grabbed Taehyung’s ear, dragging him to the nearest empty classroom.
“Ow! Stop! Jimin that hurts!” Taehyung yelped making Jimin huff and let go of his ear before shutting the door.
“It’s hyung to you, you brat!” Jimin said, flicking the side of his head. Taehyung winced at the sharp pain that shot through his temple but he decided not to annoy Jimin any further.
“Sorry hyung.” He said as he sat on top of one of the desks. “And I’m not going to bow in front of you begging for forgiveness. Not if you want to know what happened last night.” Jimin’s anger quickly dissipated out of his body and he jumped up on the desk next to Taehyung.
Taehyung thought if he had a tail it would be wagging at a thousand times a minute he looked so excited. “What happened? Did you fight him? Beat his ass? Oh please tell me you beat his ass!” Jimin said, staring at Taehyung with his eyes shining with excitement and glee.
“No. I didn’t fight him or beat his ass.” Taehyung shook his head before pushing the curls out of his face. “We just talking a bit and settled everything between us. He knows what happened to me and he said that he’s going to protect me.”
“Jeon Jungkook said he was going to protect you?!” Jimin was shocked.
Taehyung nodded his head. “Mhm. And he also said he was going to help me get in check with my emotions so I’m not cold around everyone all the time.”
“Oh,” Jimin pouted his lips as he thought for a second. “Are you sure it was Jungkook who said that?”
Taehyung nodded. “But the weirdest thing happened to me this morning.”
“Weird?!” Jimin looked worried now, his eyes wide. “Bad weird? Good weird? A weird so good it’s bad? A sexual weird? What type of weird? Tell me come on!”
Taehyung closed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. God, Jimin could be so impatient. Sometimes it was just so ridiculous. “I can’t smell anyone’s scents anymore. Just Jungkook’s. Weird right?”
Jimin jumped up and took a step back. “That’s not weird. Do you seriously not know what that means?” Taehyung shook his head, confused to where Jimin was going with this. “How do you not know? You two kissed last night, didn’t you?”
“How did you know that? Were you spying on me again? Jimin, I swear to God -”
“No, no. I didn’t. But seriously, how do you not know? Were you not listening in omega classes?”
“You know I stopped listening after the incident. So tell me what it means!”
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JUNGKOOK saw Taehyung getting dragged into an empty classroom and wondered if he should go and rescue him from the small midget. But Jin appeared after seeing his text asking him to see him at lunch as they needed to talk.
Jin was like Jungkook’s older brother. He was the one who looked after him after Jungkook’s parents passed away in a car accident. He knew he could talk to Jin about anything.
“Kook, what’s wrong?” Jin asked, jogging up to the younger.
“I needed to talk to you about something. So last night me and Tae smoothed things over, and we may have kissed.” Jungkook began, making Jin gasp.
“You two kissed? Is it now awkward between you two? Do you need my help to fix it?” Jin asked quickly, taking Jungkook by the shoulders and shaking him slightly.
“Hyung, let me finish!” Jungkook said seriously. “This morning Taehyung told me that he couldn’t pick up anyone’s scents but mine. And then the same thing happened to me. What’s going on with us? Is it some sort of disease?” Jungkook asked, worried.
“Ah. I am familiar with this. It has happened to me, Hoseok, Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin.” Jin said. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
“Is it some sort of manifestation thing?” Jungkook asked.
“You could say that.” Jin shrugged. “But do you seriously not know? We got taught about this in seventh grade, Kook.” Jungkook tried to think back that far but he never really listened in his classes back then. It was a surprise he even passed and made it into high school.
“Please just tell me, Jin hyung. I’m worried.” Jungkook said.
“Okay, Kook. But you really need to listen more in class.” Jin said, making Jungkook huff and make a noise in frustration and impatience. “You and Taehyung are mates.”
Chapter 5 of Me From The Moon, You From The Stars
Summary: Taehyung and Jungkook make up
Warnings: Mentions of rape and abuse
Chapter 4 |Chapter 5|Chapter 6
AN: The chapter you’ve all been waiting for. Let me know what you think and if you want to be added on to the tag list.
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“lights will guide you home, and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you”
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JUNGKOOKwatched as the smaller boy stormed out of the cafeteria. What had just happened? No omega had ever dared to kick him and punch him before. He cupped his cheek, already feeling it starting to bruise.
“Nice going, jerk.” Jimin spat, turning around to see if his friend needed him to come after him, but Taehyung had disappeared out of the school. Jungkook ducked his head in shame. Maybe he had gone too far.
“Jimin, did something happen to Taehyung?” Yoongi asked. He was able to recognise when someone had been abused – he knew from previous experience. Jungkook gulped. He had never known Taehyung to go through anything when they were friends, unless he didn’t tell him.
Jimin looked at Namjoon and they seemed to be having a silent conversation with each other. Namjoon shrugged while nodding his head and Jimin nodded in agreement. “About a year ago, something really bad happened to Taehyung and it changed him. He used to be innocent, bubbly, kind, but then the incident happened and he became cold and withdrawn to anyone apart from me and Joonie hyung since we were the only ones there to look after him.”
Jungkook suddenly felt awful. How could he have done that? He needed to go and apologise straight away. He stepped away from the table, shaking his head. “I have to go. I need to go. Jimin, where does he live?”
Jimin paused, looking unwilling to give Jungkook the address. “How do I know you’re not going to hurt him again?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at the young alpha.
“Jiminie, baby boy, let Kook go. He probably just wants to apologise.” Hoseok said, hugging his mate close.
“Okay fine.” Jimin obliged, giving Jungkook the address. Jungkook thanked him and raced out of the school, ignoring the shouts of the receptionist after him.
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TAEHYUNGwas putting away his coat and shoes when he heard his doorbell ring. He walked over to the intercom and saw that it was Jungkook. He huffed. What could he want? He really did not want to face him right now, but maybe his coming here was a good thing?
He paused before letting him in. Did he really feel mentally strong to put himself through this right now? How did he even have his address? Jimin. So he must be here for a good reason. There would be no way that Jimin would let him otherwise. He pushed the button before going to put on the kettle, needing a cup of tea to soothe his nerves.
Jungkook knocked on the door as the kettle finished boiling, making Taehyung freeze in his steps. He took a few deep breaths before regaining his confident persona and opening the door.
“Come to punish me again?” Taehyung asked, arching an eyebrow. Jungkook gulped and shook his head, looking down at his feet in shame. “Then what are you doing here?”
“Tae, I’m so sorry.” Jungkook began.
“Don’t call me Tae, that’s not my name anymore.” Taehyung said shortly, letting Jungkook come into the apartment. Jungkook frowned at this.
“Why not? You used to love being called that.” Jungkook asked as Taehyung led him into the sitting room.
“Just not me anymore.” Taehyung shrugged. He gestured to the sofa. “You can sit. Do you want something to drink?” He offered. Might as well be a good host – someone had to have the high ground here, and it definitely was not going to be Jungkook. After a few moments, he realised that Jungkook had not replied to him. “Jungkook.” He turned around and saw that he had his face buried in his hands. “Jungkook, what’s going on?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Jungkook asked. Taehyung was surprised. They hadn’t spoken to each other in a few years, so why would he? “I know we stopped being friends, but Tae, sorry Taehyung, I still care about you. I love you, Taehyung.” Taehyung blinked. “And I know I wasn’t there for you then, but I am now. And I want you to know you can talk to me. It’s hurt you so bad, you’ve changed yourself because of it, but I want to help you. So please, just talk to me.” Taehyung was silent. He never knew that Jungkook still felt that way, especially since he had treated him so badly and basically ignored him.
Taehyung sniffled, feeling tears starting to well up in his eyes. He felt awful. How could he abandon someone who cared about him as much as Jungkook? Yes, Jimin and Namjoon did care about him, but they had mates who took up the majority of their time. Taehyung sometimes felt like he came as the minority in their group.
It was weird. He hadn’t cried since the incident. He wasn’t sure whether he wanted Jungkook to see him cry. Jungkook was crying in front of him, so surely if he trusted him enough to do that, Taehyung could trust him with the same thing? He decided he could.
“Jungkook.” Taehyung made his way over to his friend? Could he call him that now? Jungkook looked up and saw Taehyung was crying.
“Taehyung…” He pulled him by the wrist and onto his lap. He paused and removed his hands, allowing Taehyung to move off if he wanted to, but he didn’t. He liked this contact. It helped calm him down a bit. “Do you want to tell me what happened to you? You can take your time?”
Taehyung closed his eyes, more tears falling as he thought back to what had happened to him. “I…” He took a deep breath. “Just over a year ago I was walking to school. I used to walk alone since I was trusting and thought that nothing bad could ever happen to me if I was positive.” He scoffed and sniffed, wiping his eyes. “Turns out I was wrong.” Jungkook pulled him close in a hug, rubbing his back to calm him down as Taehyung was straddling his lap. “There was a man, I can still remember his face clearly. He said his dog was sick and he needed help. I should have known when he led me off the path. I should have run away then, but I didn’t. I then asked him what his dog was called. He said he didn’t have one. That’s when I knew. I tried to run, but he was too strong. He chased me down and drugged me and then he -” Taehyung let out a loud sob. “He raped me. I couldn’t fight back. I couldn’t even move because of the drug he gave me. I just had to lie there and take it like some sex toy for him to use. And then he knotted me. Thankfully I wasn’t in heat, but still. He left to get some heat inducers and that’s when I called Jimin.” Taehyung explained.
“Taehyung, oh my God. That’s horrible. No one should ever have to go through that.” Jungkook said, pulling the boy away to look him in the eye. “You should never have had to go through that. I should have been there for you.”
Taehyung looked at his friend. “I’m sorry I ignored you. I was so scared, I just didn’t want to disappoint you. I didn’t know whether or not you would ignore me because I manifested as an omega and not an alpha. We had plans to be alphas together and I ruined them.” He sounded insecure. He knew he did. He could see it in Jungkook’s face. He could also see the sympathy and forgiveness.
“Taehyung, I don’t blame you. You must have been so scared. But you have to know this. You could never, never disappoint me!” Jungkook reached up and wiped away the tears from Taehyung’s face. “You complete me. Without you I feel like half a person.”
“Then why were you so angry at me?” Taehyung asked, his voice small.
Jungkook took a deep breath. “Because I was annoyed. Annoyed at how you ignored me. I thought you didn’t like me, or thought I wasn’t good enough. But now that I know the real reason I understand.” He said. “I think it must just have been my alpha pride. And also maybe how you are so strong-willed and confident and so unlike any other omega I have ever met. I think it scared me. But it’s all right now. You have a reason for it, and it is not your fault.” Taehyung looked down at Jungkook, seeing him properly for the first time.
His jawline had become more chiselled and he had grown into his nose. He had grown muscles and his thighs had thickened. Taehyung could feel the muscles under him. Jungkook was so handsome. And he smelled so good. Like dark chocolate and cinnamon. His eyes had got bigger. Taehyung could feel himself getting lost in them more the longer he stared. They were a beautiful dark brown. And his lips. They were pink and pouty, perfect for kissing.
Taehyung blinked. Why was he thinking about kissing Jungkook? He cleared his throat and pulled away slightly. Jungkook was watching him carefully, his hands wrapped around his waist. “Tae?” He asked, noticing his friend’s slight change in emotion. Taehyung hummed in response. “Thank you for telling me that. I know it must have been hard.” Tae nodded. “I’ll protect you now. I promise.” He said firmly, making Tae smile. “You don’t have to be so aware of your emotions anymore. I’ll help you get back to who you want to be.”
“Thank you Jungkook.” Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook’s neck and hugged him. He could feel the tension building between them, but it wasn’t bad tension. It was like everything surrounding them had melted away and that all of his senses were homed in on his chocolate and cinnamon scent, the feel of him, and his face.
He didn’t know what overcame him but before he knew it, he was kissing Jungkook. And Jungkook was kissing back, his lips moulding perfectly to Taehyung’s as if they were made to fit against each other like two pieces of a puzzle. Taehyung was surprised. Jungkook was a really good kisser. He knew exactly how much pressure to apply to make shivers go down Tae’s back. His hands were still holding his waist, his fingers fanned out over his back.
They pulled away, breathing hard to catch their breath. The lack of oxygen was what made the kiss end, otherwise they would have continued for ever. Jungkook was staring up at Taehyung, his lips red and swollen. Taehyung could feel heat building in his cheeks, completely sure that they were bright red.
“Wow.” Was all Jungkook could say. “You’re a good kisser, Tae.” Taehyung felt his blush grow even more, making Jungkook chuckle. “Cute.” He said.
“You’re a good kisser too, Kookie.” Taehyung giggled. “Thank you for being here for me. I know I can rely on you for everything.” As Taehyung said this he knew that he could and he felt it from the bottom of his heart.
Chapter 4 of Me From The Moon, You From The Stars
Summary: We find out what happened to Taehyung to make him so wary of alphas
Warnings: Rape, abuse
Chapter 3 |Chapter 4|Chapter 5
AN: This chapter gets quite dark and can trigger some people so if you need to you can just skip. Let me know what you think and if you want to be added on to the tag list.
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TAEHYUNG’Sbreathing sped up and his vision became blurry. It was like the incident that happened to him just over a year ago. His body froze and he stopped fighting, being taken over by the fear and pain he felt from his flashback.
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It was a day just like any day. The sun was shining, the sky was blue and cloudless. It was perfect. But little did Taehyung know his whole life was about to change. He had just turned 17 at the time and had finally finished manifesting as an omega. He still didn’t like who he was, but he had accepted it and was learning to love himself just the way he was.
He was walking to school to meet up with his friends Jimin and Namjoon. They were in their penultimate year of high school. Their parents had sent them all to a pretentious omega high school that taught them how to act and how to treat their alphas and betas. Taehyung followed the classes, allowing his innocence and sweetness to shine through; something he had suppressed for a while, deeming it to be uncharacteristic for a future alpha.
But little did he know that this kindness and innocence would cause him to face the biggest hurdle in his life – one he was still struggling to get over. His phone buzzed, signalling he had a message. He checked and saw it was Jimin who was asking where he was. Jimin got worried easily. Taehyung always walked to school and would not let him pick him up. This is something Taehyung knew Jimin hated – he always lectured the younger to always be on high alert while he walked as he never knew who was lurking, and as he was an omega, that made him easy prey to any predators that could be lurking.
Taehyung giggled and quickly typed out a message that told his best friend that he was a few minutes away and that he shouldn’t worry. He didn’t feel at risk. If anything, he felt safest when he was walking along this path. It was pretty, being bordered with oak and willow trees and small shrubs. He could hear the small critters that made their homes in the branches and leaves and burrows scurrying around, most likely looking for food, causing little crunches and snaps to resonate through the silence of his surroundings. It calmed him. A small breeze blew through the trees, ruffling his curls and sending a small shiver down his spine.
Then there was a loud crunch, like a twig being snapped underfoot. He looked down and saw that he hadn’t caused the sound. He froze and stiffened, waiting to hear the sound again. He cautiously turned to look behind him but saw that there was nothing behind him. It must have just been a deer. He continued walking, except it was a bit faster this time. He should have run. He should have known that no deer was heavy enough to make a sound that loud. He should have called someone. He shouldn’t have ignored it.
A few moments later there was a second crunch, that was a bit louder this time and sounded like it was a bit closer. Taehyung jumped at the unexpected sound and turned around, catching a shadowy shape darting behind one of the trees. Something was following him. He gulped and turned around, now speed-walking to the end of the path. That was his biggest mistake. All of a sudden, he heard footsteps approaching him. They were hurried as if they were in a rush.
“Excuse me.” There was a voice. Taehyung stopped, his senses flooding with the scent of this alpha – he couldn’t really describe it, but he knew it was something he did not like. He turned around and saw that it was a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties. “Sorry to bother you, but it’s my dog. He’s being sick but I’m too far from the car to carry him back. Can you help me please?”
Taehyung knew in the back of his mind that there was not a car park anywhere near the path, but he thought that maybe the man had parked his car along the street and was just hoping not to get a ticket, or maybe he had some deal with the police that allowed him to park there even though it wasn’t really a legalised car park. What he did next, he would always regret for the rest of his life.
“Of course, I’ll help you. Just lead me to him.” Taehyung obliged. He always loved animals and hated to see any of them in pain. He always had to help them, no matter what they were. It was just his personality. And he thought the man looked quite trustworthy.
“Thank you so much. Just follow me.” He led Taehyung through some trees and away from the path, winding around from left to right so much that he became disorientated. But that was all part of the plan.
“So what’s your dog’s name?” Taehyung asked looking at the stranger. The man was wearing a worn faded black hoodie and some jeans with a pair of combat boots.
The man frowned as he looked back at him. “What dog?” He asked, looking confused as to where Taehyung had got that idea from. An alarm went off in Taehyung’s brain. He had to get away now.
Taehyung pulled out his phone to check the time. He pocketed again. “L-look, I’m really sorry, but I have to go. I’m going to be late for school.” He said nervously, backing away slightly. The man turned to face him and started slowly advancing, a sinister smirk on his face.
“Leaving so soon? You’ve only just got here. Let’s have some fun.” The man reached out to grab at Taehyung, but he dodged and turned away, sprinting back in the direction he hoped the path was in. He wove in and out of the trees, ducking and skirting around branches, jumping over fallen logs and small shrubs, hoping to get out and find some help.
Alas, his hopes were crushed. The man was faster and stronger than him, being able to catch up in a few seconds. The man took hold of him by the waist and held a cloth to his face, making him breathe in the sickly-sweet aroma of the drugs that had been poured on to it. Taehyung had tears streaming down his face as he felt himself lose control of all the muscles in his body, forcing him to be pliant in the man’s hands. The man picked him up and carried him further back into the trees.
“There all pretty and perfect for me to fill with my pups. The perfect omega.” The man growled into his ear as he began to under the boy’s jeans. Taehyung wanted to kick him, push him away but he couldn’t. He tried to scream, but they were so far in the woods that no one would be able to hear him. He sobbed harder as the man pinned him against a tree and pushed apart his ass cheeks to expose his hole. “So pretty for me.” The man whispered as he pushed his penis against his hole, breaching him.
Taehyung yelled out in pain, his mouth unable to form proper words. He could feel himself ripping apart. The man began moving inside him, increasing the pain even more. He hated this – he felt so dirty and used. But there was nothing that Taehyung could do apart from take it. The man had been clever – too clever.
After what felt like decades, the man groaned and ceased his movements before pulling out and dropping Taehyung on the ground. He grabbed hold of his hair and pulled him up so his face was level with his penis. Taehyung cried even more as he saw how bloody it was. “Clean it.” The man demanded, forcing it into Taehyung’s mouth. Taehyung gagged at the taste – metallic and musty. He hated it. It was pushed further into his mouth until it hit the back of his throat, making him choke at the intrusion. It wasn’t long before a salty substance spilled into his mouth. The man quickly pulled out and kept a hand over his mouth. “Swallow.” He demanded, also covering his nose so he couldn’t breathe. Taehyung grimaced at the taste before choking it down.
The man chuckled and let go of his head, letting him fall against the ground again, hitting the floor with a thump. “Thank you for being such a good slut for me.” The man crooned. “I’ll be back later with some heat inducers so then I can properly breed you.” He walked away leaving Taehyung naked from the waist down on a dirty blanket.
He blinked as tears continued to fall. He knew he would never be the same again – he couldn’t. He was too trusting and kind. He had to be cold and cut off from everyone so that this could never happen again, and even if it did, he would be able to get out of the situation. He had to be able to protect his friends against this. He had to become stronger physically and mentally.
He began to gain control of his muscles and pushed himself to sit up against the tree. He pulled out his phone and called the only person he wanted to see him like this. The only person he could deal with seeing him like this. Jimin.
He pressed the call button before holding it against his ear, sniffling every now and then. “TaeTae, what’s wrong?” Jimin picked up immediately, having been worrying about his friend since he was almost an hour late for school. “Where are you?” Taehyung sniffled again and hiccupped. “Tae, are you crying?” He sounded worried. “Tae, love, what happened? Tell me where you are.”
“Jimin, please, I’m scared.” Taehyung sobbed. “T-there was a m-man, an a-alpha, and he u-used me.” He cried.
“Shit, Tae, okay, I’m coming. I’ve got your location on my GPS. I’m coming just stay right where you are. I’ll come get you and take you somewhere safe. Just stay on the phone with me. I’ll be five minutes.” Taehyung could hear Jimin running to his car and then the revving of his engine as he sped to the woods. “Okay, I’m here, how far are you from the path?”
“I-I don’t know. H-he carried me away and pinned me up against a tree and then he -” Taehyung broke off, feeling too disgusting to say what had happened.
“What did he do?” Jimin asked calmly, pushing through the trees. “I’ve found your backpack.” He added.
“I don’t want to say.” Taehyung sniffed. “And I’m close to my backpack.” He froze, hearing feet breaking branches on the ground. “Jimin?”
“Yeah?” Jimin asked. Taehyung could feel his heart rate pick up. He was going to be sick. The man couldn’t have come back that quickly.
“Please say that’s you.” Taehyung’s voice was small and quiet. He was terrified. He did not want to go through that again.
“Wait I hear you.” Jimin hung up the phone and ran towards his friend. “Oh, Tae.” He helped the boy up and helped him dress himself before noticing the blood stains on the blanket. “Oh no. Tae, I’m so sorry.” Jimin pulled his best friend into a hug, noticing how the boy relaxed and melted into his touch. “Let’s get you out of here and to a doctor.”
“No, no doctor.” Taehyung shook his head, scared that he would be called a liar and that they would not believe him. “I don’t need one.”
“Tae, you are bleeding. Please.” Jimin begged. “We’ll go to one together, your parents don’t even need to know. It will be our secret. Mine, yours and Namjoon’s.” Taehyung tensed up before relaxing again.
“Where is Joon?” Taehyung asked, noticing that Jimin was actually alone.
“He’s waiting in the car.” Jimin replied. “Come on, let’s go before that disgusting excuse for an alpha comes back.” It was then Taehyung vowed he would never trust another alpha ever again if they acted how this man had acted. It was then Taehyung lost that innocent and kind part of himself.
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TAEHYUNG’S face darkened as he raised up his leg and kicked Jungkook in the dick. “I said get off me!” He shouted. Jungkook backed off, holding himself in pain. Taehyung felt everyone in the cafeteria staring at what had just happened. “Don’t ever touch me again!” He punched Jungkook in the face before turning on his heel and storming out of the room.
Chapter 3 of Me From The Moon, You From The Stars
Summary: Taehyung and Jungkook finally confront each other about what happened, but it really doesn’t go well
Warnings: A PTSD flashback trigger at the end, angst, scared Taehyung, Jungkook is a slight dick
Chapter 2 |Chapter 3|Chapter 4
AN: Welcome to the new Taekook series! Let me know what you think and if you want to be added on to the tag list.
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“and here’s to you, coz forgiveness is a nice thing to do”
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JIMIN looked at his best friend sadly. He knew that Taehyung had been through some bad things in his life, but he needed to see how beautiful and perfect he was. The curly haired omega had curled up with his knees against his chest, his arms loosely wrapped around them as he hid his face in his knees.
“Tae.” Jimin crooned, taking hold of his hands and stroking the back of them with his thumbs. “You don’t need to hate yourself.” He hated seeing Taehyung upset. Taehyung kept his head buried in his knees, not even looking up at his friends. Jimin looked at Namjoon, silently asking for help, but the taller omega just shrugged. Jimin sighed. Namjoon was never very good at handling emotions. “Tae, look at me.”
Taehyung said something, but it was muffled. Jimin cupped his chin in his hands and lifted up his face, moving his thumbs to wipe away the tears. “I didn’t hear what you said, TaeTae. Can you repeat it for me please?”
Taehyung took a shaky breath. “I said, it’s my fault that he was abandoned and left alone, which is why I need to hate myself.”
“Tae, you can’t hate yourself.” Namjoon said, squatting down in front of the small omega. “You shouldn’t hate yourself for what you did. Yes, you were his friend, but if you didn’t feel comfortable around him, then you did the right thing.”
“But I -” Taehyung began, but Jimin pressed a finger to his mouth, shushing him.
“No buts, Taehyung. You did the right thing for you. You had a right to be selfish at that moment back then.” Namjoon pointed out. He pushed Taehyung’s dark brown curls out of his face. Although Namjoon could be a bit uncomfortable handling people’s emotion, he was actually very good at it if the time was right. Taehyung sniffled and wiped his eyes with the back of his hands. “Are you ready to go and properly meet everyone?” He asked.
“It’s okay if you’re not though, take your time. We can take this as slow as you need considering they are all alphas as well.” Jimin said, staring at his best friend to see any further signs that could concern him. The only thing that was slightly off was that Taehyung’s eye makeup had become smudged from his tears. “We also need to redo your eye makeup. And maybe splash some cold water on your face. You’re all red and puffy.” He said, causing Taehyung to let out a light giggle and a small smile.
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TAEHYUNG wasn’t sure if he was one hundred percent ready to meet all four alphas at once. Considering his past with them, he wasn’t as quick at trusting people as Jimin and Namjoon were. He shook his head, not wanting to think about that incident anymore. “Can we just wait until lunch until I meet them properly. I just don’t know if I’m in the right mindset right now.” He said, his voice small and hoarse.
“Of course, we can, Tae. Of course, we can.” Jimin said, pulling his best friend into a hug.
A little while later, Taehyung and Jimin made their way to their first class. Namjoon was in the same year as Hoseok, which was a year older than them, and Jin and Yoongi were in the year above that; their final year. Jungkook, however, was in the same year as Taehyung and Jimin. Just his luck. Jimin had made sure that Taehyung was properly calm before they entered the classroom, knowing full well that the teacher would want them to introduce themselves, and that in order for that to be successful, Taehyung needed to be his sassy and bratty self.
The teacher noticed when the two new students walked in. She stood up and ushered them so they were stood in front of the class. “Okay, class. Today we have two new students joining us. Jimin and Taehyung are both omegas, so if you two want to introduce yourselves.” She smiled warmly at the two. Taehyung could tell she was a beta. “I’m Mrs Lee, by the way.” She added as an after thought.
Taehyung and Jimin both bowed and said hello to the class before introducing themselves. Jimin went first, explaining how he had already been mated and had two very protective alpha boyfriends that would not hesitate to beat up anyone that made him or Taehyung feel uncomfortable. As he spoke, Jungkook walked in.
“Mr Jeon, you are late.” Mrs Lee said, watching him as he shrugged and sat down, slumping in his seat. Taehyung could see how arrogant of an alpha he was. God, this was going to be hard. It was going to be hard enough if he was the old Jungkook, but since he was now arrogant, and probably had a lot of alpha pride, it was going to be at least a hundred times more hard.
“Mr Kim, you can continue.” Mrs Lee said. Jimin nudged Taehyung, making him clear his throat.
“I’m Taehyung and an omega, which you already know. We both transferred from some omega academy downtown because we got kicked out for causing trouble, but that’s besides the point. Erm, what else? Oh yeah, Jimin’s protective boyfriends are nothing compared to me, so stay away.” He said. “I think that’s all I want you to know about me, so thanks or whatever.” He turned to the teacher. “Can we sit now?” He folded his arms and raised an eyebrow.
Mrs Lee looked shocked. She had never come across such a sassy omega before. It surprised her. “Um, yes, go sit down. There’s a set of two near the front or an empty seat beside Mr Jang and one beside Mr Jeon.”
Taehyung knew that he and Jimin were going for the set of two near the front. The Jang kid looked like a pervert, and sitting next to Jungkook just wasn’t an option. They sat down and the teacher began the lesson.
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JUNGKOOK was staring at the back of Taehyung’s head, almost glaring at him, as if he were hoping to burn holes through the back of his head. Who let him have an attitude like that? He deserved to be punished for that. He could feel his wolf urging him to drag Taehyung out of class and spank him until he learned to be an obedient and submissive omega. But he knew that that would be inappropriate to do at school.
He watched as Taehyung whispered something to Jimin, making him growl under his breath. He couldn’t understand why his wolf was getting so worked up over Taehyung. It confused him and annoyed him.
After what seemed like forever, the bell rang signalling that it was lunch time. Jungkook grabbed his bag and briskly walked out of the classroom, not sparing a second glance at Taehyung.
Jungkook grabbed his lunch and sat down at his usual table, waiting for Hoseok, Jin and Yoongi to appear. He was hoping that the omegas would sit somewhere else, but that was highly unlikely, considering two thirds of them were mated. He began to pick at his noodles as Hoseok and Namjoon approached, telling him that Jin and Yoongi were waiting to get their food.
Jungkook liked Namjoon. He was a down to earth omega, who seemed to be obedient to Jin. He made Jin happy which was enough for Jungkook.
Jin and Yoongi sat down with their food, Jin next to Namjoon and Yoongi next to Hoseok, leaving a seat in between them for Jimin to sit in. There was an empty chair opposite where Taehyung would sit, next to Namjoon. Jin pecked Namjoon on the lips and nuzzled into his neck, licking at his mating mark.
“Jin hyung, really?” Jungkook groaned, resting his head in his arms. “While we’re eating?”
“Sorry Jungkook. I just missed him a lot and now that we go to school together, I can’t keep my hands off him.” Jin said with a laugh.
“Really, I couldn’t tell.” Jungkook scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“Yah! Be respectful to your hyungs.” Jin slapped the back of Jungkook’s head. “Now behave, we don’t want to scare the new omega before we’ve even got to know him.”
Jungkook was confused. What did Jin mean? Surely Taehyung wasn’t here already. He wasn’t prepared enough to endure an entire lunch with him yet. He looked over to the canteen area and saw the two omegas stood, talking and laughing with each other. Taehyung looked back over his shoulder to look at the table, making eye contact with him. Jungkook felt his wolf do something it had never done before. It felt like his stomach was flipping and twisting and knotting all at once, and his heart rate was increasing. He had never felt anything like this before. It was like everything else faded away.
He didn’t snap out of it until Taehyung slammed his tray down and huffed, slumping in his chair. “Goddamn stupid alphas.” He muttered, picking up his chopsticks and picking up some noodles. Jungkook growled under his breath, causing Taehyung to sigh and roll his eyes. “Not you guys of course, well, most of you.” He whispered the last bit under his breath, but Jungkook still heard him. What was going on with him? How could he think it was okay to act like this? Jungkook knew exactly who Taehyung was referring to. He wasn’t sure how long he could keep his anger under control. This omega was really hurting his pride.
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TAEHYUNG looked at Jungkook, knowing that what he was saying was angering the alpha. He wanted Jungkook to yell at him, swear at him, anything, just acknowledge his presence. He wanted to piss off the alpha so they could argue and then forgive each other. So he provoked him. He watched as Jungkook clenched his fists, his tendons straining visibly under his skin.
“What are you insinuating?” Jungkook lost his temper with Taehyung, going full alpha. Taehyung knew he had hurt his pride – he knew that would be the easiest way to go considering how Jungkook had acted in class.
“I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about.” Taehyung shrugged, having another mouthful of noodles.
“Yes, you do. You know it. Everyone at this table knows it!” Jungkook yelled. “You’re being very disrespectful! You need to know where your place is in this hierarchy.” He stood up and pulled Taehyung up, bending him over the table. “So everyone is going to see you take this.”
“Get off me, you idiot. You’re not my mate. You don’t get to do this to me. So get off!” Taehyung struggled against Jungkook’s hold, but the alpha was too strong. He kicked his legs to get free, but a hand held his thighs down, making him freeze, the feeling being all too familiar.
FromMe From The Moon, You From The Stars
Summary:A bit of background information on alpha, beta and omega dynamics
Alphas: Alphas are generally dominant and able to impregnate Omegas. Male Alphas usually have a knot when aroused.
Betas: Betas are subordinate to Alphas and may or may not be able to impregnate Omegas. Betas are often presented as having ‘normal’ human anatomy, with none of the special attributes of Alphas or Omegas, and are peacemakers between Alphas and Omegas.
Omegas: Omegas are generally lowest on the hierarchy. Male Omegas are self-lubricating and have the ability to become pregnant, sometimes referred to as being bred or mated. Omegas are often considered the most fragile of the hierarchy, with frailer bodies and painful presentations. Male omegas are especially subject to fertility issues, miscarriages, and difficult pregnancies.
Anatomy: For reference, male and female betas are representative of what are, in this universe, cis males and females. Therefore, a male beta has a penis, external testicles, and an anus, while a female beta has a clitoris, a vulva and vagina, ovaries, a uterus, and an anus
The only anatomical difference between male alphas and male betas is that male alphas have at the base of their penis a bulbus glandis, which expands during intercourse, locking the alpha inside their partner. The bulbus glandis is colloquially referred to as the 'knot’.
Male omegas are the most alien to us, as they have two sets of reproductive organs: both 'male’ and 'female’ organs are present. Male omegas do have a penis and testicles, but they are small and often incorrectly referred to as 'vestigial’. Their testicles rarely descend fully, and generally settle just caudal to the inguinal canal. Instead of an anus or vulva, male omegas possess a cloaca, which then subdivides into the vaginal and rectal canals. Both the vaginal canal and the rectal canal have a valve which prevents them from opening at the same time. In male omegas, it is the testicles and 'male’ organs that are underdeveloped, rather than the uterus and ovaries. Both urine and semen are expelled through the urethra in the penis.
Mating: Alpha and Omega lovers may form pair-bonds (often involving mating bites) with a special connection with telepathic or empathetic qualities. Paired Alphas may be jealous and possessive of their mate, while the Omega may become submissive. Omegas may go into heat and need to have sex; this may be the only time Omegas are fertile. The Alpha equivalent is known as a rut.
Manifestation: Manifestation is essentially puberty, during which an individual’s secondary gender begins to affect them biologically and induces the production of hormones and pheromones.
Omegas tend to manifest slightly later than alphas, around 15 or 16. Alphas tend to manifest around 14 or 15. The change is marked by increased pheromone production and sensitivity, and omega manifestation is often heralded by their first heat, though not necessarily. Beta manifestation is often mistaken for no manifestation at all, as it is much more subtle and is often only noticed by the betas themselves, as they become more sensitive to the scents of those around them. Registration of sex is required within a week (or, for omegas, six weeks) of manifestation.
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ok the context will not make any sense. so here is a shameless hand job scene in a motel for you to read which is Key for Character Building between strangers Jeongguk and Taehyung.
“Have you ever kissed a guy?” Jeongguk whispers, the words fanning onto Taehyung’s cheeks and making the skin crawl as they dig deep into his rosy blush. “Have you ever been touched by one before?”
Taehyung stares at Jeongguk’s mouth, swallowing anxiety. “N-No–“
“Do you want me–“ He cuts in, and so does his palm, landing on the half hard bulge of Taehyung’s crotch. Air sucks dryly between latter’s teeth, nerves immediately standing to hypersensitive attention. Jeongguk remains completely placid, a still rock amongst the raging oceans of Taehyung’s heated thoughts. “–To show you what it’s like?”
Taehyung cannot fathom whether he nods because he wants this, or maybe, just possibly, because he wants Jeon Jeongguk beneath his skin. Nestled in the marrow of his bones and in the corners of his heart. Eliciting sensations and emotions from deep within his very being, solely, to share with him.
Jeongguk shuffles closer, offering his curled bicep, and Taehyung rests his temple against it, the contact of golden skin on skin flushing his entire frame with warmth, or that could simply be due to the matter of Jeongguk palming him harder through the thin material of his pyjama shorts. A soft moan at the friction bites at the tip of his tongue, and Jeongguk lifts the corner of his lips, satisfied, before pursing them in a motion of hush, his darkening gaze flicking across the room to where Jimin soundly snores in the lull of sleep. At that, Taehyung tilts his chin and bites his cheek, hips slowly starting to grind into Jeongguk’s palm, who brushes the slowly dampening strands of hair away from Taehyung’s forehead, pressing a featherlike kiss to the centre of his brow before separating the barrier between his fingers and his cock.
It is a simple jerking off, a hand job only made different by the fact that it is not Taehyung and his own hand, but rather it is Jeongguk, boy of mystery, of shadows and secrets that runner thicker than blood, black and blue. There is a particular intimacy to it that Taehyung cannot quite pinpoint, where Jeongguk made it out like a favour, but it was more of a burning desire to watch Taehyung writhe and pant, to feel the heavy heat of his dick, slick with pre-cum, pulsing in his fist. Jeongguk dusts a chaste kisses to his cheek and nose, but never connects them in a way that can be deemed romantic, lips never once coming together, solely focusing on twisting his wrist just right, digging his thumb into the leaking slit to make Taehyung choke, and quickening the pace when he notices his eyes beginning to glass over in the dim moonlight. They watch each other as if they can make out the very outlines of their souls, flickering with a desire they have not yet deciphered, a yearning limerence they are still yet to discover.
Jeongguk decides that Taehyung looks beautiful when he comes apart, long, feathered lashes fluttering, damp lips hanging slack as his muscles spasm with wildfire and his cum jerks out in pearly strings onto his stomach. And he himself is still quite unsure why he offered such a service, but when Taehyung curls his nails into his shoulders, screws his eyes shut and bites down viciously onto his lip to suffocate any possible lustrous moan that could drag waking teeth through Jimin’s dreamland, he knows that he wants to see such a catastrophic masterpiece again, and again. The coffee warm eyes of the shivering man, in his moment of ecstasy, crumble for the briefest of moments, a barrier collapsing into a heap of suffocating anxiety, revealing a fragment of the raw, frightening truth that is Kim Taehyung behind the mask of a boy conformed to a society that despises him.
Taehyung is a wreck, a sinking ship in the treacherous seas of his drowning past, and Jeongguk is not sure if he wants to help piece him back together, or tear apart what little shreds of artificial integrity he has left.
“Gross,” Jeongguk mutters once Taehyung settles in a limp heap of tingling bones, dragging a fingertip through the white mess that paints the other’s abdominals.
“What do you mean gross, you did that,” Taehyung feebly grumbles back, shifting until he is on his back so it does not trickle down onto the bedsheets. “C-Can you at least grab a towel?”
Jeongguk hums with indifference, and Taehyung widens his eyes at the heat stirring sight of the former curling his tongue around his sticky fingertip, sucking off the residue before silently shuffling down the mattress until his mouth is at level with Taehyung’s stomach. Languidly, Jeongguk swipes his tongue over the gentle bumps of Taehyung’s belly, licking up bitter smatters of cum until the smooth olive skin is completely clean, save for the drying trails of saliva.
Taehyung almost chokes on his words. “J–Jesus fucking christ.”
