A/n: I wrote this in the middle of finals, can you believe me? Anyhoo, enjoy!

“A-ah! Kookie~ p-please!”

“Look at you hyung, so open and stretched for me… were you waiting for this?” Jungkook whispered as he was nipping and biting at Taehyung’s inner thighs, leaving red patches along the way.

“Y-ye-Ahh! M-more…m-more” Taehyung moaned shamelessly as Jungkook rubbed his entrance, putting a digit inside, twisting and scissoring.

“Hyung? Are you up?” a knock and the voice snapped him out of his... wet… dream… Damn! That’s Jungkook’s voice!

“Y-yeah!”

“You okay?”

“D-don’t worry! I will be out in a minute”

“Okay”

He sighed in relief. Jungkook is dangerous no matter in dreams or reality. Who gave him the right to have such a y voice? That should definitely be a crime. He shook his head, thoughts like these are exactly the reason he was wary of coming back, not that it was any better in the States but it felt less guilty. He searched for his cellphone, wondering what time it was. He looked around in irritation, his habit of misplacing his phone is getting on his nerve. His gaze landed on the alarm clock sitting at the bedside, feeling silly about the fact that mostly all room has clocks in there. It was six-thirty in the evening, surprising him even further. He was in- in Jungkook's room? What exactly happened? He jogged back to his memories.

After breakfast, mom ordered both of them to stroll around the city. It seems like she wouldn't let it go unless their sibling issue is solved. Gosh, it is a headache.

They went outside, Jungkook mostly ignoring his presence half the time. Taehyung tried not to let it get to him, enjoying the familiar air and surrounding, finally feeling at home. He got out his camera, photography has always helped him calm down, Jungkook probably wasn't aware of this new development, judging by the surprise on his face when he saw Taehyung's camera. And if he sneaked some pictures of Jungkook in the pretense of clicking the sceneries, nobody can call him out on that.

And then… they went to play football. Well, Jungkook bumped into his homies and they dragged him and asked Taehyung to come along with them. He waved them off, smirking something about Taehyung wouldn't know how to play, challenging him, eying his body like a prey. And yes, letting Jungkook get under his skin, he foolishly accepted the challenge. He played for a while, his friends were impressed by him, didn't expect him to play this decent. After dripping with sweat he took a break, he isn't one for the exercises and getting his body tired from so much exertion. Usually, he doesn't time out this soon, but everything happened fast, and there was jetlag plus they have been walking around the city for quite a while, all in all? he has reached his limits. Jungkook kept going and watching him play was a very turn on material, which he later berated himself for thinking like that. He guessed Jungkook would be playing for some more time, so he relaxed against the metal seat, closing his eyes as tiredness crept in, and the fading bumping sound of ball and light chatter lulled him into sleep. 

Wow Kim Taehyung, nice impression. Claps for you. he miserably thought.

But how did he manage to get back? He has no recollection of waking in between. Did the man carried him or something? His hard-on showed a lot more interest than necessary. He cursed his self, why is he such a ert, damn it. He really needed to stop thinking about Jungkook, it was driving him crazy. He made his way to the bathroom, cold shower it was huh, he thought in shame. Taking a quick bath, he changed baggy hoodie and three-fourth, somehow it was hotter here, and made his way towards the arcade room.

“Taehyungie, you up? Come on movie time!” mom excitedly yelled. Sheesh.

“Looks like the princess is finally awake” Jungkook taunted, he scowled at him, not liking the nickname even a little, and muttered a ‘shut up’. Jungkook was sprawled on the couch, displaying his beautiful and toned pale legs. Why does he wear a tank top and shorts!? Agh. His muscles are a work of art- and he should stop being such a sick ert, again. Mom brought tons of snacks, as his mouth started watering, he decided to aim his frustration at the food.

The arcade room was specifically made for Jungkook and movie nights, it was a comfy small room with all kinds of games slotted in a treasured organized manner. The only space empty was in the front of the huge- TV, which had a big couch that can contain three people and a bean bag beside it. And that's all the space there is, kinda home-y for a small family.

He wanted to sit, but that rudely hoarded the couch. And mom sat on the bean bag beside the couch, the only empty seat was the gaming chair but it could barely adjust in the space left in front of the TV. And far from snacks.

“Jungkook-ah, move aside,” mom said after noticing his terrific situation. Jungkook looked towards him, his gaze was weakening his body, how? he had no idea. Then suddenly his blank expression turned smug as he smirked.

“Sit on my lap then” Jungkook grinned, the blush on Taehyung's face was the only thing he would deny till the end.

“W-what the-”

“Tae! Fast, I am going to play the movie” mom said hurriedly, unaware of the tension going between the two. Every Saturday and Sunday it's their family's tradition, having snacks and watching movies, sometimes dad is absent but that’s okay, he makes up the next day. He can’t believe the tradition is still going on, but nonetheless, he felt happy. 

He looked pleadingly towards Jungkook but his smirk remained, as he patted on his lap, motioning him to sit. Confused and now frustrated for entirely different reasons, he almost considered choosing the gaming chair. But it would be a great loss and meaningless if he can't see the damn movie. He tried to push Jungkook's legs away, even a little space would be nice, but the Jerk has some unnaturally good strength and he was unsuccessful in his pursuit. He huffed, clearly annoyed, and moved away, knowing it was a lost battle. Before he could leave, Jungkook's leg looped around his ankles, making him fall on the man's chest, he grunted at the impact but Jungkook didn't even flinch. He was about to go off on him but one shush from their mom has him shutting up.

"Stop making a fuss" Jungkook murmured, that Jerk and hummed as the movie started. He wasn't exactly sure why Jungkook did something like this, but if he was forced into it, he might as well make full of it. Sighing in pretense, he turned around, finding a comfortable spot on his lap.

As Taehyung's made contact with his thighs, Jungkook immediately sat up and pulled him close till his back was against the younger sibling's chest, Taehyung's breath hitched. It wasn't enough for the Jerk as he s one hand around his waist and the other one was rubbing gently on his thighs.

What the hell is he doing!? Taehyung tried to concentrate but the way his breath was tickling his e