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They fight a lot over the most trivial things like when's the best time to eat dumplings or how Taehyung forgot to pick up his clothes on the floor of Jimin's room.
It's always been like this for as long as they can remember. It's always silly but never unimportant. They're both bold and passionate, they get heated trying to defend their point of view.
Nothing about their relationship is easy or dull. It's intense, fierce, just like they are. They love each other hard but they fight even harder. Taehyung is quicker to forget and forgive, sometimes failing to remember that Jimin takes everything to heart.
He cares so much about the way things are and how they should be, something Taehyung doesn't do at all. He's carefree, prefers to go with the flow and that's how they complete each other. He helps bring Jimin down and Jimin reigns him in. It works, except when when they're unable to let go.
If they're tired or upset, the balance shifts and that's when fights happen. Taehyung knows he pushed a little too far tonight. Everyone was already tired, he could tell Jimin was on edge but he still poked at it. Couldn't help himself. When Jimin said one more time, Taehyung said no.
The whole room went silent, knowing what would come next. Namjoon had tried to dissipate it but nothing can hold them back when the fire is lit underneath them. So everyone had left to let them handle it and it had ended with Jimin storming off.
They're back at the dorm now and Taehyung can hear Namjoon's voice in his head. Something he's told him multiples times before. Fix it before it becomes too big. So he pushes himself off the couch and finds Jimin in his room.
"Hey," Taehyung says quietly as he walks in.
Hoseok is there but he quickly makes a run for it, doesn't want to be around what's about to happen. Jimin pointedly ignores him and keeps scrolling mindlessly on his phone.
"Jimin-ah," Taehyung sighs as he climbs on the bed to sit next to Jimin.
"I'm still mad at you," Jimin says coldly, not ready to give up just yet.
This time he's in the wrong, Taehyung can admit that he started this fight for no good reason.
"I'm sorry," he admits, scooting himself closer to press a kiss to Jimin's bare shoulder.
Jimin doesn't react. He keeps his eyes glued to his phone, pretending to be interested in whatever it is he's reading.
He's going to make Taehyung work for it.
Taehyung drags his lips to Jimin's neck and while his face remains uninterested, he doesn't miss the small hitch in his breath.
"I shouldn't have challenged you like that during rehearsal," he says, talking against Jimin's skin.
Jimin huffs and Taehyung presses open mouth kisses back down the curve of his shoulder.
"Let me make it up to you," he continues, trailing his hand down Jimin's arm softly.
"Why did you? Why do you always push?" Jimin finally asks, eyes still on his phone.
"I don't know," Taehyung replies because it's true. He doesn't know, it's an instant reaction that he sometimes can't resist. Something in him just wants to fight back.
The pull between them is undeniable and unexplainable. It's like nothing Taehyung's ever felt before. His love for Jimin is so strong, so big that he doesn't know what to do with it.
"I'm sorry," he says again, pressing his face in Jimin's neck.
"Show me how sorry," Jimin mutters and that's all Taehyung needs to swoop him up and get on top of him, kissing him hard.
Taehyung's good with actions. He'll make love to Jimin with the same intensity as he fights.
He quickly takes off his shirt so he can press his bare chest to Jimin's as they kiss, so they can feel each other's skin. Jimin's hands are on his back and Taehyung lets his roam over Jimin's sides and his chest. He takes his time, fingers carefully tracing over Jimin's skin and his tongue sliding over Jimin's in his mouth.
This is how he knows Jimin likes it. Slow and sensual. Later, when it builds up to the right moment, he'll add praise to the mix and apologize again. Right now though, Taehyung focuses on kissing Jimin while his hands rest right above the waistband of his sweats. He swallows down every single one of Jimin's sounds, the moans and soft groans that escape his lips.
Taehyung knows they'll get loud later but he also knows everyone expects it. After a big fight, always comes a reconciliation between the sheets. Sometimes Jimin fucks Taehyung, hard into the mattress and making the bed bang against the wall. Today, they need something slow.
"Gonna eat you out," Taehyung states in between two kisses, pushing Jimin's pants down slowly.
He smiles when Jimin nods and kisses him one last time before making his way down between Jimin's legs.
"Are you still mad?" he asks once Jimin's pants are off. He presses his cheek to Jimin's thigh, smiling smugly.
"Yes," Jimin groans, fisting his hand in Taehyung's hair and pushing him down.
Taehyung chuckles because he knows he's not but he plays along anyways. Jimin spreads his legs apart more, bringing them up closer to his chest to give Taehyung better access. Taehyung doesn't waste any time, knows exactly what Jimin wants and needs.
He kisses the inside of Jimin's thigh and slowly makes his way down, closer to his hole. He listens to the way Jimin's breath changes, the quiet moans that come out every time he exhales in anticipation. He teases his tongue around Jimin's entrance, loving the way his body contracts before relaxing and the drawn out moan of his name.
There's no better sound in the world.
Taehyung knows exactly where to go and how to get Jimin squirming under him. He alternates between short laps of his tongue and long stripes that reach up below Jimin's balls.
"Why are you so good at this?" Jimin whines, fingers digging into his thighs as he holds them up.
Taehyung laughs because he knows Jimin means that it's hard to stay mad at him when he's got his tongue in his ass and he's making him feel this good. That's when he pushes his tongue in, just past the rim, making Jimin moan loudly. He takes his time, teasing him with his tongue until he's got Jimin whining for more.
Taehyung pulls back and gets out of bed to get the lube in the bedside table. He takes a good look at Jimin, on his back with his legs open for him. His face and chest are flushed, lips parted open as he watches Taehyung slowly make his way back to bed.
"You're beautiful," Taehyung says and Jimin covers his face with his arm.
"Still mad," he pouts, but they both know he isn’t.
He gets back between Jimin's legs, tongue on his rim again as he uncaps the lube. Jimin moans again, a hand reaching to grip at the sheets, knowing what's coming. Taehyung slowly pushes a finger inside of him, kissing the inside of Jimin's thigh at the same time.
"Fuck," Jimin grunts as Taehyung works his middle finger inside him.
They haven't had time to do this in weeks, instead opting for quick, messy handjobs. Jimin's missed this. Taehyung takes his time opening him up, works up to two then three fingers until Jimin can't wait anymore. He's begging for it, loud whimpers of 'please', 'fuck me' and 'tae' that echo in the room and probably across the dorm too.
He pulls out his fingers and before Jimin has a chance to whine about the sudden emptiness, replaces it with his cock. Taehyung sinks into Jimin and it feels like coming home.
Jimin's legs instantly wrap around his waist and his arms fling around his neck, bringing him down for a heated kiss. Taehyung moves slowly, dragging his hips back and pushing back in, inch by inch. The pace remains slow and they focus on kissing, Taehyung's hands are on Jimin's ass as he rocks into him and Jimin's got his buried in Taehyung's hair.
"I'm sorry about earlier," Taehyung says, pressing his forehead againT Jimin.
Jimin opens his eyes and they stare at each other for a few seconds before Jimin smiles at him softly.
"I know," he says, trailing his fingers down the back of Taehyung's head, making him shudder. "Still. Show me how sorry you are.”
Taehyung doesn't have to be asked twice, he picks up the pace of his hips and kisses Jimin again. Jimin moans as the change of speed and curls his hand around the back of Taehyung's neck, gripping onto it for support. He shifts, readjusting himself so it's easier for him to thrust into Jimin steadily and the new angle makes Jimin arch his back in pleasure.
"That's, fuck, please don't stop," Jimin moans and Taehyung buries his face in the crook of Jimin's neck.
Taehyung grips onto Jimin a little tighter, sucking a mark on his neck. There are no public appearances planned for a while and even if there are, Jimin can wear a turtleneck. Taehyung's too far gone to care and he knows Jimin doesn't mind either.
"Harder," Jimin breathes out, his grip on Taehyung tightening and his hips pushing back to meet Taehyung's thrust.
Taehyung nods and drags his teeth over Jimin's skin, leaving a love bite before he starts fucking into him a little harder. It's still slow, but the thrusts have more purpose, they're more forceful and they drive Jimin into the mattress a little harder.
"Jimin," Taehyung moans against his skin and Jimin pulls on his hair to bring him up so they can kiss.
He's close but he knows Jimin is too, recognizes the way his voice gets higher and his grip is viciously tight on Taehyung's arm. Taehyung reaches between them and wraps his hand around Jimin's length, stroking him quickly. It doesn't take long until Jimin's body shakes under Taehyung and he comes, painting his chest and Taehyung's hand white.
"Tae," Jimin whines, pulling him as close as possible as Taehyung continues to fuck into him.
Taehyung grunts, burying his face in Jimin's neck when he comes, his cock spilling inside him. Jimin moans right by his ear, kissing the side of his head as Taehyung's hips slow down to a stop.
They hold each other tight, skin damp with sweat and breaths heavy as they slowly come down from their orgasms. Jimin's fingers card through Taehyung's hair softly and Taehyung leaves soft kisses on Jimin's salty skin.
"I love you," he says, making his way to Jimin's mouth. "I'm sorry."
Jimin smiles and kisses him, just once, a quick peck.
"I love you too. I stopped being mad the second you walked through the door but I wanted to see how far you'd go to get me to forgive you.”
Jimin burts into laughter and Taehyung would be mad if he could but he can't. Not with the way Jimin looks when he smiles so brightly, in his post-sex haze and flushed skin.
Instead he just leans down to kiss him again and again, until they fall asleep.