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Taehyung's curls were driving him insane.
The more he stared at the older, Jeongguk had to fight with the burning desire in the pit of his stomach so as not to reach out every five minutes and drag his hands through his fluffy, soft hair, grip onto it and tug Taehyung's head back so he can bend down and reach those pink, tempting lips of his. It was getting harder and harder to not give in to his desires, not to say fuck it and do what he wanted regardless of the consequences, but a voice in the back of his mind warned him that he should at least try and hold on to any semblance of self-control that he had left, if not for himself, than for the others who were actually having a great time, oblivious to Jeongguk's struggles.
He gulped and strayed his eyes away from Taehyung once again when the older turned towards Jimin to talk heatedly about the Jenga game they were currently playing. Jeongguk was really trying to pay attention, don't get him wrong, but would you be able to when the most endearing sight you have ever laid eyes on was right in front of your face, so close but so out of reach at the same time?
Jeongguk bit down hard on his lip when Taehyung's hair brushed his face when he bent down to snatch his own Jenga piece. He got a tiny whiff of Taehyung's scent when he straightened back up, strawberry and vanilla, and the younger almost closed his eyes in bliss and leaned down again just to smell him again. Okay, this was getting creepy even for him and he was totally aware.
His oldest Hyung groaned from next to Yoongi and Jeongguk used the distraction to tear his gaze away from his sweet, precious boyfriend. Taehyung looked like he was having fun playing with the members and smiling so wide - his boxy smile coming out full-force almost blinding Jeongguk with its intensity - while talking animatedly about Butter and ARMY and a soft smile spread over Jeongguk's own lips as well. He had been so excited to share this song with their fans, to give them this present for always supporting them and having their backs. And that's what it all amounted back to at the end of the day, BTS and ARMY were a family, one that Jeongguk wouldn't trade for the world.
Jeongguk's eyes settled back on Taehyung. He was practically glowing with happiness and the younger's breath caught in his throat, his heart clenching with affection. He would never take Taehyung for granted. The boy was too precious for that. Jeongguk was man enough to admit that he gravitates around Taehyung as the planets revolve around the sun. Whenever he watched him like this, so carefree and peaceful, his heart soared and his soul felt at ease; that smile of his that he loved so much to kiss was the light in the darkness that sometimes took hold of him; those lips that he loved so much when looking at him eating, singing, comforting Jeongguk's worries, sucking him off - especially that part -, everything about him was perfect.
But oh, those curls, they were doing something to Jeongguk.
Taehyung looked so innocent with his hair styled like that. It was embarrassing how much Jeongguk longed to hold him in his arms and protect him from the world.
"Everyone would like to know if it's fake or real, you should read these comments, Jeongguk," Namjoon addressed him and the younger had to shake his head to clear it, a confused look on his face that prompted another round of laughs from his members.
"The piercing, Gguk-ah, the piercing," Jimin repeated and Jeongguk's cheeks flamed for having been caught with his mind wandering somewhere else.
"Oh," he said dumbly, and then he chuckled, reaching out to touch the piercing on his brow, taking it off. "Not real, but close enough," he assured ARMY. He felt Taehyung turning to face him and immediately met his eyes, Taehyung's forming little crescents at the corners because of his wide smile. Jeongguk knew what he wanted even before he opened his mouth.
So he handed him the piercing and Taehyung beamed, making Jeongguk feel like the luckiest man in the world. Fuck, how much he wanted to squish his cheeks between his palms and coo at his softness.
Taehyung fitted the piercing on his nose and nudged his leg to get his attention. "It suits you," Jeongguk breathed - because it did - and was rewarded with Taehyung's soft, private smile, the one only reserved for Jeongguk. You can't blame him if he felt a little smug afterward and continued to check it out from every position.
Ugh, he'd love to lick around that piercing while gripping so hard onto Taehyung's thighs that he'd leave bruises for days - while fucking him so deep and propping himself with his elbows over him, completely bracketing his smaller body with his own until the older was delirious from pleasure and begged Jeongguk to let him come, to show him who's in charge. He'd moan so prettily under him, his nails digging into Jeongguk's back, scratching, his own marks left behind on Jeongguk's unblemished skin.
Jeongguk figured he'd spaced out kind of bad now that he noticed the game advanced quite a lot since he last paid attention. His lips were dry and he had to lick over them to wet them; shit, thinking those stuff in the middle of a Vlive wasn't the best thing Jeongguk could've done, but he found it was harder to stop the images knowing that he couldn't have his boyfriend like that. Not now.
"Taehyung, your turn," Jin said and Jeongguk frowned because - what did he miss?
Tae got up from his seat and moved toward the camera which made Jeongguk realize that it was probably his turn to act cute for ARMY. Not that he wasn't before. Everything he did was cute in Jeongguk's humble opinion. Jeongguk watched him intently, gaze so dark it rivaled even the darkest night skies, like a predator hunting his prey - Jeongguk suddenly thought and it made him smirk, Taehyung was the perfect little prey for him, so obedient and submissive, balancing Jeongguk's possessive side and indulging it.
Once again, Jeongguk was hit with the thought that maybe destiny was the one that brought him and Taehyung together. Because the younger had no doubt that there wasn't a single soul more perfect for him than Taehyung.
When Tae returned to his place, Jeongguk reached out his hand to guide him back, subconsciously wanting to touch his lover, to wrap his strong arms around his waist and pull him into his lap, but he settled with placing a gentle hand on the small of his back and offering him a smile that he could bet Taehyung knew what was hiding behind from the eyebrow that he raised his way.
That little gesture and the seductive look thrown his way after, that's what snapped Jeongguk's self-control. The next thing he knew, he had both of his hands in Taehyung's fluffy hair, tugging at the strands softly, and from the little intake of breath from Taehyung, he knew he wasn't the only one affected. He kept tangling his hands through his curly locks, carding his fingers through them and over his scalp and he could almost swear that Taehyung purred under his touch. Jeongguk almost groaned aloud.
He noticed the members shooting them dirty looks and Jeongguk knew he had to stop, it already went past what was deemed 'brotherly', he knew, what with the way Taehyung was leaning back closer to him, seeking more of his soothing presence.
Jeongguk half-heartedly retracted his hands, pouting a little because - how was this fair? He sighed and tried to distract himself again with the game and the conversation and for a second Jeongguk actually thought he'd get through this live without being scolded by their manager.
But then again, he didn't think anyone else would touch his boyfriend's hair while he himself was struggling not to.
When his other Hyungs actually <i>dared</i> to put their hands in Taehyung's curly hair, Jeongguk had to do everything in his power and restrain himself from throwing his hands up in frustration and snatching Taehyung's arm to pull him far, far away from the cameras and ravage him in the privacy of their home.
He wanted to scream 'What the hell?', how is this any different from me touching him? Well, of course, Jeongguk knew how it was different, but that didn't make him feel better. A feeling he didn't like but was actually quite accustomed to settled in his chest and squeezed at his heart. His blood began to boil in his veins and he could feel himself getting angry. He had to take a few deep breaths to calm himself down before he literally gripped someone's wrist hard enough to break it. That would teach them to not touch what's his.
Normally, Jeongguk wouldn't react like that when it came to his Hyungs. He was totally convinced that they would never try and take Tae away from him, but the rational part of his brain wasn't currently working properly because he's been frustrated for the last half hour and his patience was ready to snap any given moment, already running thin. He was strung out and his conscience couldn't judge things clearly. All he knew was he should've been the one touching his boyfriend. And he wasn't.
With his jaw clenched and tongue pocking the inside of his cheek, Jeongguk turned his intense gaze toward Jin. His Hyung frowned and gave him a confused look in return before he actually realized where Jeongguk's line of sight was leading. To the hands that Jin still had tangled in Taehyung's hair. The youngest knew his eyes conveyed just how bothered he was and he could breathe a little better when his point came across clearly and Jin snatched his hands back like burned.
'Sorry', Seokjin mouthed at him when he thought no one was paying attention. Jeongguk just shook his head, suddenly feeling childish. What was wrong with him? This was his Hyung they were talking about. Jin would never try anything with Taehyung not only because he knew Jeongguk would probably go crazy, but also because he had Namjoon, so really, Jeongguk had nothing to worry about.
He just... he was just burning. Burning with a need for this gorgeous boy in front of him. He needed to have him so badly that it physically hurt.
Another half-hour of complete agony on Jeongguk's part and they were saying their goodbyes to ARMY. Don't get him wrong, he loved that they did this for them, he loved reading their beautiful comments and getting to share their happiness together, but Jeongguk also loved Taehyung. And that love couldn't quite compare with anything.
The moment the cameras closed and the live was securely turned off, Jeongguk raised to his feet with speed he didn't even know he possessed and snatched Taehyung's arm, pulling him up as well. Taehyung looked startled for a minute but when he settled his brown eyes on Jeongguk's own desperate ones, he let himself be pulled willingly after Jeongguk as if in a trance.
"Ggukie-" he breathed out breathlessly when Jeongguk didn't show any sign of stopping anytime soon, "my wrist- don't grip so hard, baby."
Jeongguk stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes widening in panic, and he let go of Taehyung's wrist as if burned. He didn't even notice he was probably hurting his boyfriend in his haste of finding someplace more private, somewhere where there wasn't a camera pointed at their face and people whispering about them in passing. "Fuck, I'm so sorry, baby, I didn't realize-"
"Hey, Ggukie, calm down, it's fine-" Taehyung framed his face between both his hands and gazed lovingly at him, his thumbs caressing the smooth skin of his cheeks. The older noticed the clouded look in Jeongguk's eyes - of course, he noticed- , almost somehow desperate, and Jeongguk realized just how much of a calming effect Taehyung had on him. His breathing returned to normal slowly and the haze in his eyes cleared out, a soft smile spreading over his lips.
"You're here," Jeongguk chocked out, his arms circling Taehyung's waist tightly, mindful not to squeeze him too hard, "you're in my arms." He said it almost reverently and Taehyung titled his head to the side, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
"Of course I am, where else would I be? Are you okay, Jeongguk?" Taehyung inquired sincerely, the concern in his voice almost driving Jeongguk to his knees.
Jeongguk noticed they were alone in the corridor and took advantage of it to guide Taehyung backward slowly until his back hit the nearest wall. He caged him with his arms, one on either side of his face and was pleased to see the boy gulp hard, his eyes getting a little unfocused. Jeongguk giggled and leaned down closer to his face, his breath fanning over Taehyung's cheeks, making his eyelids flutter shut, unconsciously trusting Jeongguk to do what he wanted.
The younger closed his own eyes and dragged his lips over Taehyung's cheeks, peppering kisses over his already flushed skin. He could hear Taehyung's breathing picking up speed and his own heart started doing flip-flops in his chest. He lowered his lips on Tae's face until they found his, slightly parted, as if expecting Jeongguk's kiss, and covered them slowly, slotting their mouths together perfectly as if he was fitting two puzzle pieces together.
He started moving his lips slowly against Taehyung, wanting to make them wet, to make them swollen with his kiss so that anyone would know. So that there were no doubts left in their minds that this boy belonged to someone. Belonged to Jeongguk. Taehyung parted his lips more under his, allowing Jeongguk's tongue to slip inside and map the roof of his mouth unhurriedly, tasting every single spot his tongue could reach and then tangling with Taehyung's own. The action made both of them groan in each other's mouths and the kiss turned rougher, more desperate, the passion between them creating one of the most explosive kisses they've shared.
Taehyung's arms came to wrap around Jeongguk's neck, holding tightly, and Jeongguk loved it. Loved every single thing that Taehyung did, his every touch, his every caress, everything that this boy decided to give him. Need for air finally drew them apart and they lay panting, their foreheads pressed together. Jeongguk couldn't control himself anymore and his hands slipped in Taehyung's hair, tangling in his curls and tugging slightly at them. The moan Taehyung let out was like music to his ear and it was doing things to his body that couldn't help but respond to it.
"G-guk," Taehyung stuttered, breathless, clutching at Jeongguk's arms. He moaned even harder when he felt the muscles there, feeling his biceps flexing under his touch. "Fuck, I love when you pin me down to the bed so effortlessly, you have no idea how much I wish we were home now," Taehyung shamelessly admitted and Jeongguk almost chocked, half-hard already in his pants.
"Don't say things like that, baby, I might just pin you to this wall if you provoke me."
Taehyung giggled and the sound absolutely melted Jeongguk's heart.
"Are you gonna tell me what was wrong with you? And I'm talking about the live too. Why did you glare at Seokjin like that? I could feel your murderous look from behind me," Taehyung asked, playing with the material of Jeongguk's white t-shirt.
"Oh," Jeongguk swiped a hand over his face and sighed, "I don't know, I - I guess I was just frustrated," he tried to explain.
"Frustrated? With what?"
"Frustrated with not being able to touch you like I wanted to. You have no idea how much this hairstyle on you is driving me fucking insane. I've been dying to have my hands on you since I saw you this morning," Jeongguk admitted sheepishly and Taehyung's eyes softened, caressing the arm that he was still gripping.
Tae pecked him shortly on the lips and looked him in the eye, "Thank you, Jeongguk. Really. I - I really wanted you to like it, you know? I wanted to look pretty for you-"
"Hey," Jeongguk lifted his chin when Taehyung dragged his gaze down, "no need to thank me. You already look pretty for me, Tae. The prettiest. My pretty little doll." He accentuated his words with a particularly hard tug of Taehyung's hair which had the boy's eyes rolling in the back of his head.
"Still doesn't explain why you got angry at Seokjin-hyung," Tae managed to say.
"Ugh- don't remind me! His hands were everywhere in your hair and I didn't like that." Jeongguk growled, burying his head in Taehyung's neck and nibbling slightly at the sensitive skin there. He licked the spot, the desire to bite down and stake his claim as powerful as ever but he was aware it was a dangerous area to mark with the life they led. The fans would wonder and then the management would likely separate them again, so he contented himself with just sucking a little on the skin, but not hard enough to bruise.
"Fuck, Jeongguk- you-" Taehyung moaned right in his ear and Jeongguk closed his eyes tightly, willing his body to calm down. As much as he wanted to do him right there and then, it wasn't safe. Anyone could pass by and see or worse - take pictures - and that a risk they couldn't take. "Have I mentioned how much I love your tattoos?" Taehyung said out of nowhere, gliding his hand up and down Jeongguk's arm and tracing his exposed tattoos lightly, and Jeongguk almost choked on his own saliva.
"You're making it hard for me to control myself, Tae. Don't play with fire, baby," Jeongguk warned.
"Why?" Taehyung batted his eyelashes innocently, "Will my jealous, possessive boyfriend fuck me raw against the wall for turning him on?"
Jeongguk bit his lip so hard he was certain he drew blood, his head clouded with lust and raw burning desire. In one swift motion, he hooked his arms under Taehyung's knees and lifted him like he weighed nothing. Tae yelped, his arms instinctively wrapping around Jeongguk's neck for support. "Your jealous, possessive boyfriend will fucking rough you up, Taehyung. Don't say I didn't warn you."
And with Taehyung's fond chuckles and teasing words of, "Are you sure you up for the task?", Jeongguk stole another kiss from him and carried them as fast as his feet could take him to the car parked outside and right to the dorm.
He had a curly-haired Taehyung to ravish.