CHAPTER 11

Question : what's your guys height?

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(Third person's pov)

"And then, I'd love to build a car that you can like drive underwater. You see the kind?" Jimin elaborated, "Not like a submarine, but an actual car!"

He wasn't drunk but Taehyung knew he was tipsy. Even if sober Jimin talked shits, he would never speak about building an underwater car.

"Yeah, that would be awesome! You might as well elaborate a system to make men walk on water!" The younger exclaimed sarcastically. The other chap was way too wrecked to note the sarcasm. They walked a few metres, each new step bringing them a little bit closer to the elder's dorm.

"Oh my gosh Taehyung! You're a geniusssss!! Why I not think of this before?"

"Because you not a genius like me!" The younger teased, using his friend's weird drunk language.

Jimin was walking in a bizarre manner - his feet dragging behind and his body looking like it was about to give up on him. Today had been the last preparation day before the fancy fair and the guys had offered themselves a well deserved high class dinner with way too much alcohol for Jimin and Chaeyoung. The two kept on bickering and cursing at each other, causing the remaining pair to cut short. Jin had made sure the girl was back to her room safely while Taehyung was in charge of the other tipsy fellow. They had invited Yoongi but the latter was too tired to accept the proposal. All he needed was a long *** sleep.

After what seemed like a torturous walk, the boys finally reached the elder's entryway. The junior pushed open the door, switched on the light and tried his level best to drag his best friend inside until the latter reached his bed.

"What do you eat? You're so fat! Such a pig!" Taehyung joked as he helped his friend with the removal of his shoes.

"I'm not a pig! You are!"

The two best friends giggled while the younger helped the other boy up the bed. He made sure his best friend was tugged inside and was comfortable before starting to walk away.

"Taeeeeeee" Jimin sung out loud.

"Shut it Chim! It's like 1 AM and others are sleeping you pig!" The nerd scolded.

The elder fellow was simply not having it. He was in the mood for either sex or spicy gossips; not for the idiotic thing called sleep. 

"Are you going to have sex with Jeon Jungkook right now?"

He was definitely speaking too loudly and being slightly intrusive. Sure, they were best friends but that wasn't something Taehyung particularly wanted to discuss with him.

"Shut up Jimin. Go to sleep."

But he didn't want to.

"If you want, we can have sex! You don't need Jungkook when someone as awesome and sexy as me exists!" Jimin made grabby hands in direction of his friend but the latter immediately pried him away.

"Shut up Chim. Just sleep! You don't even know what you're barking."

The younger tiptoed to the door before switching off the light and walking out; royally ignoring his pal's complains and explicit sexual offers. Park Jimin was a weird one.

He shut the door and was greeted by a rather dark corridor. The only source of light came from either the agitated city outside or from rooms of students who weren't sleeping yet. It was lucid enough for him to make his way to his bedroom without fearing collision with anything or anyone. He was a clumsy one and he always hit head on people and objects in case this wasn't already crystal clear.

Lazily, he reached his dormitory. His ridiculously small and ugly room. He hated it - hated the way everything felt suffocated within such a small space where his thoughts easily wandered to negativity. Of course, he knew he had to be thankful to at least have a decent sleeping area but he couldn't help craving more when he knew others; such as Jungkook; had rooms looking like a mini apartment by itself.

He turned on his lights before stripping into comfortable blue PJs. For once, the surroundings were calm but again, people had probably either gone to sleep or were out at some party. There was always a party.

Taehyung was tired. He had given all he had for last minutes preparations to make the following day an iconic event. What he didn't know was that it would turn out iconic; just not in the way he expected it.

He rubbed his eyes tiredly, yawning adorably before resolving to switch off the lights and off he went to bed. The moment his cheeks caressed the softness of the pillow, his eyes instantly closed. He didn't know when he fell asleep but it wasn't a long time after he covered himself with a light sheet.

He got pulled out of his slumber when he heard loud banging on his door. At first, he thought he was dreaming. The sound appeared far away, at metres within his reach. However, the sound grew closer and louder as his eyes opened and he settled back in reality. He was slightly alarmed and sort of lost; trying to find the source of such earsplitting noise at 1:37AM. He literally stumbled out of bed and reluctantly walked to his doorway.

The banging wouldn't stop and the male wondered whether his neighbours weren't already awake due to the noise. He opened the door and distinguished a silhouette standing on the other side. Nonetheless, he couldn't figure out who it was since it was too dark. The voice was what gave the person away.

"Hi nerdy!"

His breath hitched.

Jungkook.

"What are you doing here?" The younger whisper-shouted. Jungkook being at his threshold was the most uncommon event that could happen. It was even dangerous. Bearing this in mind, he was quickly pulled inside before the door was shut loudly.

Taehyung was absolutely perplexed as he switched on the lamp on his nightstand. When light dissipated through the space, it was confirmed that it was indeed the fuckboy. He wore completely black clothes which gave a clear indication that he had been out. In addition, the elder wore a stupid smile on his lips; one which the younger fellow had never seen before. Jungkook's eyes were bloodshot and his posture was somewhat bizarre.

The muscular guy pulled the other closer by the waist and that was when the latter understood what was off. Jungkook reeked alcohol and thus, he was drunk.

"Missed me?" He asked lowly, voice rogue and breath stinking beer. 

Taehyung blinked furiously at their closeness. He missed that - the feel of Jungkook's skin against him, the way his eyes always carried an undescribable emotion and the way he would stare at him with those beautiful irises of his, filled of lechery and salacity. He missed his mouth; those pretty lips moulding perfectly against his. That same mouth which always seemed to speak the right words to transmute the younger into a moaning and whimpering mess.

The dweeb gulped; his mind deprived of any logic. "Yeah, I missed you..." He spoke in all honesty. The were perilously close - breathing the same air. Their hearts were beating in synchronisation and it was beautifully weird.

Taehyung was still sleepy and couldn't help thinking it was all a dream. A mesmerizing one.

As if sensing that the younger had momentarily zoned out, Jungkook was quick to ask him - in a dragged drunken state - what was off.

"What are you thinking of?"

The smaller one immediately looked away; seemingly ashamed of what he was reflecting upon. Of what he was feeling. It was all messed up, nothing made sense anymore.

"I wonder... If you... are too good to be true and would it be alright if I pulled you closer?" 

He spat the words out, surprising himself with the calmness in his tone. It helped, knowing that Jungkook was drunk and wouldn't probably remember all of it on the following morning.

He expected the elder to pull away and mock him for speaking such ridiculousness. However, he was surprised when their lips got pressed together. Taehyung never got tired of kissing Jungkook. It always felt like the first time; the butterflies in his stomach growing crazier all the time. Now that he had acknowledged his feelings for the lad, he was noticing the little things he felt more easily.

The butterflies. The way his throat tightened. The way his hands always moved up to grab Jungkook's hair, pulling him impossibly close. He was desperate to be touched.

Two weeks without each other were too long. Even if Jungkook's actions were driven by alcohol, the younger didn't care - call him egoistic, but he needed to feel Jungkook. He needed to be one with him in order to keep going. Else, he knew he would break.

The elder's hands squeezed the other's firm butt, causing the latter to groan gingerly. Jungkook jumped on the occasion to slip his tongue into Taehyung's wet cavern, to feel him more intimately in a gracious way. Their moans were consumed by the other's mouth; everything happening delicately and slowly.

Even if none of them was acknowledging it, they secretly knew that this time wasn't going to be like all the others. It wasn't a quickie nor was it heavily hormone-driven. It was more. Simply more. It was past needs and wants.

It was only when Taehyung felt his back pressed against the small mattress that he realised where they were.

"W-wait Jungkook..."

The said guy unwillingly pulled his lips away from the younger's neck to look at him perplexedly. He hummed softly.

"We c-can't. Not here. My room doesn't have a lock. We might get caught."

Those words appeared to have lit a bigger, warmer and brighter fire into Jungkook's eyes.

"Then we'll get caught, I don't care."

Something twisted into the nerd's stomach, causing his **** to twitch. The idea of getting caught in bed with the school's biggest fuckboy somehow managed to excite him. Taehyung wasn't sure whether it was his hormones, his half sleepy state or Jungkook's warm alcoholic breath fanning his face tenderly but he started realising that he also didn't care. All that mattered was the boy above him, between his legs, ready to make him have the best night of his life. It was thrilling but he knew they had to be cautious and silent. Even if the thought of getting caught fueled his desires, he still had the decency to control himself.

"Jungkook... We have to be qui- Hmm"

The elder bucked his hips against the other boy, causing an incredibly good feeling to spread to the remaining of their body parts. Their private parts were torturously paining but Jungkook seemed to be wanting to keep things slow.

"Nice PJs there!" He teased while he unbuttoned Taehyung's night shirt. With each button he was undoing - a bit slowly since his brain was steady to process how to unbutton a shirt properly - he kissed the exposed skin.  Once the garment was fully unbuttoned, it was discarded on the floor. Jungkook returned to Taehyung's neck as he teased the skin there.

The dainty nibbling was quick to turn into harsh sucking and the younger got slightly alarmed.

"N-not the hmm- not the neck Kookie... Anywhere else, j-j-just not where others will see..." He pleaded.

His imploration was taken in consideration. The older boy dug lower; instead leaving painful purple marks and bloody bruises onto the intellectual's chest.

The younger's hormones were going crazy. He wasn't sure whether it was the exhaustion of the day that drove his actions but he found himself rutting against the other's brawny thighs in desperate search of friction.

Jungkook glanced down at what Taehyung was doing, finding it absolutely sexy and entertaining. He even got harder, if even that was possible. His Taehyung was pleasuring himself - his pretty, innocent and attaching Taehyung. His.

"****, you're so hot..." He murmured hotly against the nerd's ear. The latter instantly felt shivers run down his spine. He peered up, watching Jungkook undress.

He was hot - so fucking hot. His muscles and abs glistened perfectly under the yellowish bedside lamp, his eyes dark and sensual. The smirk that played on his lips did not help in easing anything. Taehyung wanted him so bad. He didn't care anymore whether he appeared vulnerable or desperate, he straightforwardly pulled the dominant boy closer until their lips met.

They kissed like there was no tomorrow. Chasing, biting, sucking. Their teeth clattered and their tongues became a salivary mess but none of them seemed to care. This definitely wasn't a regular ****. It never occurred to Taehyung to question why Jungkook was in his bed at such a late hour; it just felt right.

In the middle of their hot make out session, they found themselves ***** - members painfully rubbing and leaking precum. In his drunken state, Jungkook didn't find the need to prepare the younger, nor to use lubricant or a condom for those two were clearly unavailable in Taehyung's room.

Call it despair or a long sex-deprived period of time, but Jungkook was greedy. Basically in need to feel the junior's tight hole stretch around his cock. He pressed his veiny member against the small boy's entrance, watching as the latter squirmed; hands flying to his mouth to prevent unholy sounds from escaping his bloated lips.

Before pushing in, the elder took his time to admire the little whiny beauty under him. He wondered how someone could look innocent while lying ***** in a bed with an individual who lucidly did not deserve an angel like him. He was too precious; too gorgeous and too prized for this world.

The dweeb looked up expectantly, never questioning why he hadn't been fingered first. He was ready to endure whatever Jungkook was to give him as long as he could feel him close. He was scared; scared that maybe it would be the last time they did that because he had fucked up. Taehyung ruined it the moment he attempted to kiss Jungkook.

The elder momentarily snapped out of his trance. Flashbacks of the morning after having taken Taehyung's virginity started replaying in his mind. What had he done and what was he about to do again? He stole the boy's purity and he kept on stealing a piece of it each time he slept with him. He was a monster, a disgusting one. He was an egoistic brat who took advantage of everyone.

"Jungkook... Please..." The weaker male murmured as he wrapped his legs around the said guy's waist.

And Jungkook was back to being the animal he was. He slammed into the other boy's tight hole in a bestial way without second thought. He was too intoxicated to control anything - just like the first time. History was repeating itself except only one of them was senseless this time.

The younger whimpered, tears welling up in his eyes as his mouth twisted into an 'O'. But he didn't care as long as it was Jungkook. He trusted him too much; way too much. He knew the male would never hurt him - at least, so he thought. 

Taehyung's eyes rolled to the back of his head with each ****** of the older chap. At regular intervals, the latter would rub right on that special sensitive bundle of nerves, causing the submissive one to bite on his lips harshly to prevent a moan from escaping. It felt euphoric.

"J-jungkook... C-close..."

It wasn't long until the younger climaxed - he was so sensitive. The elder milked his ****** with the help of one hand while the other caressed his cheek softly.

"You did good... Just take me in for a little while longer okay? You'll be a good boy for me?" The muscular male questioned while he kept on slamming into the other roughly.

"I'm a good boy." The younger responded in his cute English. Gosh, he was too kind and flawless for someone as self-centered as Jungkook.

After a few more deep thrusts, the older came with a loud groan. He didn't care whether others could hear them. A part of him didn't want to hide anymore but this wasn't only about him, it was about Taehyung too.

He stayed in longer than usual but the younger was not complaining. He liked the feel of Jungkook inside of him. When the boy eventually pulled out - his release disgustingly spilling out of Taehyung - the latter felt utterly empty and it wasn't only physically. He was void of emotions as everything dawned upon him. This shouldn't have happened.

He recalled everything. Chaeyoung - his best friend - sharing the identity of her crush, the two boys' almost kiss which Jungkook hadn't appreciated, his feelings which appeared to have grown bigger and stronger. Most importantly, he realised that Jungkook was drunk and he knew this wouldn't have happened if the male was sober. He couldn't help but feel used. ****. What had they done? It felt like the first time except it hurt more.

Jungkook rolled off the nerd and lay next to him on his small bed. The room stenched of sweat and sex. Taehyung remained paralyzed on his spot, unsure of what was to come next. He hated himself for catching feelings that easily.

"Do you know why I drink or have sex at night?" Jungkook's voice was what broke the horrific dawn silence.

"Why?" The younger queried.

"Because these help me to sleep. Else I just stare up at the ceiling and allow my thoughts to get the worst out of me..." The other boy confessed.

Next thing Taehyung knew, a drunk Jungkook was pulling him closer and whispering in his ears.

"Hold me tight please... Don't let go of me Tae..."

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Aw I am soft for kookie rn lol! So, there was the most shitty smut!

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