episode 1

The air in Los Angeles felt heavier than usual. Or maybe it was just Jeongguk.

He stood in the arrivals terminal of LAX, hoodie pulled up despite the summer heat. His jaw clenched every time another batch of passengers flooded the gate. The minutes dragged.

Then he saw him.

Kim Taehyung walked out, face half-covered by a black mask, eyes hidden behind oversized sunglasses. But Jeongguk would've recognized him anywhere. Even after nearly two years. Even after months of nothing but video calls and letters soaked with longing.

Taehyung spotted him instantly. His face broke into a smile, and he jogged the last few steps before wrapping his arms tightly around Jeongguk.

"Aegi..." he whispered, voice cracking, the word trembling with emotion.

Jeongguk inhaled sharply. The nickname hadn't been spoken aloud in so long. Not like this. Not outside of a whisper over poor military Wi-Fi.

He didn't say anything. Just pulled Taehyung closer, arms wrapped around his slim waist, grounding himself in his scent, his warmth.

---

The drive was quiet.

Not uncomfortable - just too full. Of memories. Of months spent apart. Of late-night calls where hands were pressed to screens instead of skin.

Jeongguk glanced at him from the driver's seat. Taehyung was staring out the window, fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

"You look different," he murmured finally.

Taehyung turned to him, smiling. "Better or worse?"

"Just... older and buff. Still beautiful."

A pause. Taehyung's voice dropped. "You didn't say much when I was in Paris."

Jeongguk's grip tightened on the wheel. "You were busy. Bogum kept you company."

That name.

That fucking name.

Taehyung blinked. "Are you jealous?"

No answer. Just a sharp turn into the hotel garage.

---

The hotel suite was luxurious, but neither of them noticed.

Jeongguk dropped his duffel bag. Taehyung dropped his bag more gently. They stood a few feet apart, the air buzzing.

Then Jeongguk said, quietly, "You remember that call, back in January?"

Taehyung's breath hitched. "The one where I cried after?"

Jeongguk stepped closer. "You came so pretty for me. Whispering my name while everyone else slept in the barracks."

Taehyung's cheeks flushed. "You made me. You said if I didn't, I'd have to wait a week."

Jeongguk's voice was lower now. "And then you touched yourself so slow. Like this?" He dragged his fingers across Taehyung's waist.

Taehyung whimpered. "Not as good as your hand."

Jeongguk's jaw clenched. "You wore that Celine suit like a whore, babba. All clingy with Bogum. Was that for me too?"

"I just missed you," Taehyung said. "So much I couldn't breathe."

"Show me."

"Did you have to be clingy with him, just to make me jealous,? Huh tae?"

"I love to play with fire...."

---

Jeongguk pushed Taehyung down on the bed, fully clothed.

He hovered above him, breath hot against his ear. "You think of me when he hugged you on the red carpet?"

Taehyung squirmed. "he is friend aegi-ya, he knows about us"

"Of course a good friend who has crush on you ..."

"Did you get hard?"

"Only when I imagined it was your inked hands"

Jeongguk kissed down his neck, biting softly. "You played with yourself after, didn't you?"

Taehyung's eyes fluttered shut. "I moaned your name into the pillow. Like on the call."

"Fucking slut."

.

"Only for you Daddy..."

Jeongguk stripped him slowly. Shirt first. Then jeans. Then his hands slid under Taehyung's briefs - fingers ghosting along the hardening length.

"You begged me on face time, remember?" he whispered. "I made you Cried so good for me , let you desperately beg for release when I made you edge for an hour."

Taehyung gasped. "plz do it again , I am yearning my body, my soul is begging for your precious touch my jungkookie, touch your hyungie huh?

Plzz...."

Jeongguk sank down, mouth hot and wet, taking him in. He sucked slowly, torturously, one hand gripping Taehyung's hip while the other held his thigh wide open.

Taehyung whimpered, arching. "Aegi- please, please-"

Jeongguk pulled off with a wet pop. "No cumming. Not until I say."

He tied Taehyung's wrists gently with his discarded belt, binding them to the headboard.

"You looked so pretty on screen, babba," he murmured. "But like this? This is mine, all mine, no fucking alive entity is allowed to watch you like this , but me..... either I will marry you or no one else "

"Either my dick will throb inside your plum ass or no one's. Do you get that??? Tell me do you understand huh????"

He shove two fingers in tae's mouth. "Suck on them Nice and wet, or I will go raw you won't be able to handle "...

Tae swirl his tounge around Jungkook's finger, wetting them , his saliva now dripping from Jungkook's fingers....

Jungkook slowly inserted two fingers at a time into him, curling them slowly, deliberately hitting every sensitive spot. Taehyung hissed, cried out, back arching, thighs trembling.

"You were so empty without me, weren't you?"

..

"Huh, tell me my babba , did you missed me ???

While Putting a average sized vibrator inside you....

Did that even make you feel anything????

Given that you are size queen for my 9 inches....."

He has this evil smirk on his face....

"Yes- ngh- I missed this so much- missed you-"

" I am size queen for you , Daddy "

Jeongguk leaned in, lips brushing his ear. "Then take what you've been crying for."

He kissed a trail from Taehyung's jaw down his chest, nipping at the soft flesh of his nipples until they peaked under his tongue. Red marks began to bloom - on his neck, his collarbone, down his ribs - each one a stamp of possession.

"You're mine," Jeongguk whispered into his skin, licking over the purple bloom just below Taehyung's throat.

"I'm yours," Taehyung sobbed. "Only yours, aegi. No one else- I swear."

"Then Prove it, Tae."

---

Jeongguk didn't give Taehyung a chance to breathe. Every kiss was bruising, every thrust punishing. His jealousy over Bogum poured out of him like fire - not gentle, not patient, but desperate and possessive.

He had Taehyung tied to the headboard, wrists straining, body arched beautifully beneath him.

"Thought you could smile at him like that, hm?"

Jeongguk growled, teeth scraping Taehyung's jaw as he pounded into him.

Taehyung shook his head frantically, whimpering, "N-no, aegi-only you, only ever you!"

"Only your touch can make me tremble like this

You know that...

You know how I like to rile you up..."

Jeongguk's hand wrapped around Taehyung's throat, just enough pressure to make him gasp.

"Say it louder and clear...no whinning like bitch....."

"I'm yours! I'm your babba-only yours!"

Taehyung cried, tears streaking his flushed face.

Jeongguk kissed those tears, then bit his collarbone, sucking marks deep into the skin.

"Mine to ruin. Mine to love. Mine to fuck until you can't even think of another man's name."

Taehyung was gone-completely undone, trembling, sobbing Jeongguk's name like a prayer while his body gave in to every rough snap of Jeongguk's hips.

Their orgasms hit like a storm - loud, messy, desperate. Jeongguk spilling inside, Taehyung shattering around him, the ropes digging into his wrists only adding to the dizzying pleasure.

---

Afterwards, Jeongguk untied him carefully, kissing each raw mark on his wrists.

"Is it hurting Babba?" he asked softly.

Taehyung shook his head, eyes glassy. "No... it feels like you, it feels like home....., seeing you caring for me...."

Jeongguk carried him to the bathroom, drawing a warm bath. He slid in behind Taehyung, pulling him against his chest. The water soothed their sore bodies, but it was Jeongguk's touch that healed.

He washed Taehyung's hair gently, massaged shampoo into his scalp until Taehyung hummed like a kitten. He kissed every bruise he'd left, whispering apologies and promises between each one.

"You're my home, babba. I'll never let go you for anything in the world, you belong to me , to us.....

We belong to us, I belong to us..my babba...."

Taehyung turned in his arms, pressing their foreheads together. "You're mine too, aegi. Always. Even when we were apart, you were mine."

Jeongguk kissed him slow - not hungry now, but soft, tender, eternal.

---

The next day, they went live for fans from the car, both wearing shades, hiding their tired eyes - tired not from sleep,

but from what they'd done to each other all night.

Taehyung leaned against Jeongguk's shoulder, voice sweet. "It's been so long since we did this together."

Jeongguk smirked, one hand hidden under the frame, fingers secretly brushing against

Taehyung's thigh. "Missed this too."

Fans spammed the chat with comments about how close they looked, how happy they seemed.

Jeongguk whispered under his breath,

only for Taehyung: "Smile for them, babba. Just like you smiled for me last night."

Taehyung bit back a blush, swatting his chest lightly. "Stop..." he mouthed, but his grin was too wide, too real.

The live ended with Taehyung saying softly, "Like we waited for each other."

Jeongguk leaned in, lips brushing his ear. "Always."

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