Jungkook and Jimin are just bickering over who gets the first batch of the hot buttery popcorn for one of their horror movie marathon, the others already sitting at their own seats in the living room waiting for the movie to start—Namjoon and Seokjin bundled up in their own cocoon of blankets while eyeing warily at the two, Hoseok already has given up on separating them as he sets the snacks down on the coffee table and Yoongi not giving a and continue scrolling down his twitter account in a couch  across the table—when suddenly Taehyung bursts out of his and Jungkook’s shared room, marches towards the two and cups Jimin’s face into his hands, repositions it to face him, and kisses him square on the face.

Hoseok almost drops his bowl of mixed candies as the scene unfolds and Jungkook’s eyes couldn’t possibly get wider than he is right now, Jimin too shocked to move and Taehyung makes a smacking sound with his lips when he pulls away, eyes dead serious and lips pouting.

“There’s your kiss, peasant. Now leave my baby goldfish Jungkookie alone,” he declares, before he trudges off towards the bedroom, leaving a very much gaping Jimin and a very perplexed, a bit abashed Jungkook behind. Namjoon and Seokjin clearly misses the event because they are too busy sorting out horror movies on the table and Yoongi chooses to ignore all of them because it’s not unusual for things like this to happen around them, especially when it is from the Kim Taehyung.

But kissing people instead of Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, his most precious bunny-boo sweetest boyfriend Jeon Jungkook, his handsome obeying (and ing great in bed) boyfriend Jeon ing Jungkook, out of a blue is definitely out of the list.

“What the heck was that all about?” Hoseok asks slowly, placing his bowl of candies slowly on the table while warily eyeing the darkening expression on Jungkook’s face and how Jimin’s skin seems to blanch so quickly.

“You ask me,” Jungkook’s voice drips with threat and malice as he glares at Jimin, who is taken aback for a moment at the younger’s judgmental look. “Don’t look at me! How should I know!” he yells, messily throwing his arms up in the air in defense. Jungkook’s glare impossibly hardens.

“I think it’s because of the recent post from our fans from twitter,” Yoongi helpfully voices out, eyes still locked to the screen of his smartphone. “It has something to do with you two, that Jikook stuffs.”

“A-ba-what?” Jimin splutters, before he practicallys throws himself over Yoongi over the couch’s backrest, hands flying to grip on the older’s phone. Yoongi gives it to him easily, fortunately, and Jimin scrolls over his twitter account while still hanging off the backrest, Jungkook’s eyes boring holes in between his back and his and Taehyung’s bedroom door.

“Ah , no wonder,” Jimin snorts exasperatedly, looking at the collection of gifs of him trying to give Jungkook a kiss only to get pushed away in the face. They even add the tag #Jikook forevarrrrrr XD on it. He hangs his head low in deject, Yoongi takes the phone back and continues his earlier section.

“Of course. Of course I’d be at the receiving end. I asked for it. ,” Jimin sobs into Yoongi’s shoulder, Yoongi pats his head, Jungkook scowls and Hoseok huffs. “What am I not surprised.”

“That alien’s gonna get it. He’s gonna get it so hard,” Jungkook grits his teeth, pressing the last two words and Hoseok swears if the remote control is still in the maknae’s hand, they would snapped into two, clean.

“Ah..Don’t wanna get too rough on him, alright? He might can’t get up for the rest of the weekends,” Yoongi snickers as Jungkook storms his way to his bedroom, barely hearing his low whisper of ‘oh he’s sooo gonna get it’.

Yoongi turns his head to face the still whimpering Jimin before he tugs at his collar, pulling the younger to face him instead. “And you, sir, got a whole two hours worth of making out with me to make up for just now,” Yoongi said, mockingly patting Jimin on the cheeks. Jimin pouts but still slings an arm over Yoongi’s shoulder and brings him closer. “Not my fault.”

“Idiot. Don’t kill my mood,” Hoseok throws his candy wrappers at the two just in time to save the innocence of his eyes.

Drabble #2 – Kiss my eyes

“Hyung, you’re gonna melt your eyes if you kept staring so hard at the screen longer. That UV rays are dangerous, you know that,” Jungkook says from across their bedroom, leaning against the door frame as Taehyung blinks his eyes rapidly to moisten them back from having them opened up for too long, glaring daggers at the screen of his PC as he tries to layout the information table for the presentation of his college project.

“My god, I think my eyes are burning. I’ve been staring at this too goddamn long I think my retinas’re roasted,” Taehyung whispers in disbelief, fingers stilling over the keyboards and back hunched up. Jungkook sighs before stepping towards him, clicks the save option and shut the PC down, drags Taehyung out from his rolling chair and ushering him into the bathroom to clean up for bed.

“God you look horrible,” Jungkook says under the lights of the bathroom and the lights felt harsh against Taehyung’s eyes. Jungkook has his face cupped in his broad palms, thumbs brushing gently at the corners of his eyes and Taehyung squints under the lights. They water at this point, from having staring at the screen for hours when the lights are turned off.

Jungkook idly brushes the tip of his thumb against Taehyung’s eyelashes, and coos mentally at how beautiful Taehyung looks when he shuts his eyes in instant, eyelashes brushing softly against the pad of Jungkook’s thumbs. He leans forward, drops a kiss to each tear drop pooling at the corners before pressing a hard but loving one square to his lips.

Taehyung’s body jolts in surprise at the sudden kiss and his eyes shoots open, staring widely at the younger and flushing a bit. “What was that for?” he asks, hands instinctively comes up to cup Jungkook’s hands on his face. Jungkook grins cheekily, before pressing in for another kiss, Taehyung jolting up again in surprise pleasantly.

“Surprise attack.”

Drabble #3 – Kiss Kiss

Jungkook had just moved into the neighborhood but in less than a few months he’s been there he had to move out again because of his parents’ job so ten years old Jungkook finds himself walking along the path of the river near the woods, where it is more quiet there, more beautiful, more serene than the jungle of concrete of the city.

Just a he steps over a huge rock, a pebble got thrown into the running water right beside him. Jungkook looks at the direction of the thrower, and finds Taehyung, always in his oversized sleeveless sweater and shorts, staring back at him, a smile tugging at the corner of his lip.

“Going somewhere, city boy?” he inquires with a raised eyebrow, and Jungkook walks over to him in small steps. Taehyung was the type of a bit rebellious kid, wearing thick eyeliner to school and has collections of unique insults that could set off even the biggest bullies in school, hair always long, long enough for his fringe to fall over his cat-like eyes. Jungkook likes it that way. They made Taehyung’s eyes stood u more, so pretty and mysterious.

“I’m gonna move out to the city,” Jungkook says as he approaches the other. Taehyung hums, turns around before hopping over each small pebbles scattered over the wet ground. He wasn’t wearing shoes, only walking barefoot. “I’ve heard. So soon already, huh?” Taehyung says over his shoulders.

Jungkook bit his lower lip, awkwardly following the other an arm away from behind, slightly concern over the fact Taehyung could slip from the slippery rocks. “Do you like the city, Kookie?”

“No. it’s hot there. They don’t have trees as many as here and the people there are unpredictable,” Jungkook mutters. This had Taehyung turning around in a sharp twirl. Jungkook almost reaches out for his waist in fear the other might actually slipped.

“Have you ever thought of running away?” he asks, head tilting and eyes wide. Jungkook was a bit taken aback at the question. “Huh?”

“You know? Like Bonnie and Clyde, the famous thieves,” Taehyung shrugs his shoulders. Jungkook blinks before lowering his face down. “I…I don’t know. I can’t…I think. I can’t just leave my parents…my educations…” he whispers. Taehyung hums in either approval or disapproval.

“Well, we are still kids. We can’t do whatever the hell we want. But when you’re old enough, when you got enough money and you finally grow some balls, maybe you could come back here and meet me,” Taehyung says and Jungkook jerks his head up to look at him in surprise

Taehyung is grinning widely at him, so genuine and pretty, the glitters in his eyes shining brightly and Jungkook wonders if this is what his mother felt every time she sees his dad smiling at her, only her to see.

But then Taehyung moves his hips and his foot immediately slips from the rock. Jungkook instinctively reaches out, arms wrapping protectively around Taehyung’s waist and pressing their bodies tight against each other, Taehyung’s hands clutching on his arms in surprise, and the proximity of their faces is so close Jungkook could feel Taehyung’s breath fanning across his face.

Taehyung has his eyes wide, lips parted and words lingering at the tip of his tongue. Jungkook is at loss of words, out of pure embarrassment and awkwardness, probably nervousness too.

“Err…I—”

“Good reflexes, huh?” Taehyung breathes out, smiling. Jungkook gulps, Taehyung’s eyes trail his face, his eyes, his nose and down to his lips. Jungkook does the same to his, and he doesn’t know who directs it first, but he finds himself pressing in for unexperienced, soft and gentle kiss to Taehyung’s lips. Hey are surprisingly soft and slick from Taehyung’s habit of them all the time, and fireworks set off at the back of his head and his chest blooms with warmth.

Taehyung pulls away, a soft smile curving his lips. Jungkook splutters and face completely blank from their previous act, but he is already exploding with so much emotions inside. Taehyung nudges his arms to let him go and Jungkook immediately pulls them to his sides, Taehyung giggles—actually giggles—and that is the cutest sight Jungkook has ever seen in his entire life (and he doesn’t even do cute, what the hell, he’s never even been the type to be embarrassed, that changes completely when this guys comes along though).

Taehyung twirls around on his heels and walks forward. “It’s a sad thing you’re moving away s quickly though. Now I had to find another boy to play with,” he says loudly, arms spreading at each sides. Jungkook wants to hug him again all of a sudden.

Taehyung tilts his head backwards, flashes a knowing smile at him and Jungkook’s heart does those stupid flippy and jumping things again.

“I’ll give you my mom’s number and you’ll give me yours and we’ll chat in the middle of the night when everybody’s sleeping, okay?”

“Okay.”