[CONTENTID1]Chapter 29[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2] Crush on you [/CONTENTID2]

[CONTENTID3] His lead [/CONTENTID3]

[CONTENTID4] 

Jungkook opened his eyes, and he was tired. That damn of an alarm clock rang happily on his own, trying to put some excitement in his exhausted brain.

Somebody moved next to him.

Ah. . For some reason, they could fall asleep on different floors in the house and still woke up in the same bed. Both hated it, of course. It was probably some weird aura in this house. Or sudden sleepwalking when they were not in the same room.

Jungkook snuggled into the pillow and groaned, annoyed when Taehyung grabbed it and stole it from him.

"That´s my pillow..." Jungkook complained but was already searching for another one.

"Nothing in this room is yours, alien." Taehyung giggled suddenly.

"We need to get up. MT, you know..." Jungkook tried to sit up.

„Let´s just sleep...“ Taehyung mumbled.

Jungkook froze mid-motion when he felt Taehyung´s hand on his shoulder, and the older pulled him back into the bedsheet.

The smell of apples was overwhelming him.

-Just stay like this with him.- The voice was in his head again.

Taehyung KNEW that Jungkook was next to him. And he also knew that his damn ed up weird brain had pulled Jungkook back into the sheets because he wanted to stay with him like this. He forced the urge down to snuggle even closer.

He inhaled his strawberry scent and bit his lower lip when he felt Jungkook coming a little closer.

Jungkook was pissed, the right side was uncomfortable, and he robbed to the left side.

The was lying there, too, but he hated him anyway, so why bother to care about that.

-You are robbing closer to him because you want to, right?-

Jungkook ignored the voice.

It was just to be more comfortable and not because of his hyung.

"Did you sleep well?" the younger whispered.

Taehyung nodded."You?"

"Yes." Jungkook answered.

Taehyung felt that a hand was searching for something next to him. He carefully sneaked his hand towards the movement.

Jungkook was so shy that he had trouble breathing.

-Just take his ing hand. It´s just the . Annoy him with that, touch him. He hates it.-

Taehyung carefully pulled Jungkook´s hand towards his body and closed his eyes when Jungkook locked their fingers.

They did not move for several seconds.

Taehyung exhaled when Jungkook started to play with his fingertips, his hand still on his shoulder. He gathered all his courage and slowly caressed his neckline.

Jungkook shivered.

-Should I do it...?-

Taehyung was too shy to do it himself, so he hoped that Jungkook would do it independently.

-Please... please...-

The younger still held his hand tightly.

Jungkook couldn´t suppress the instinct any longer.

He turned his head towards his hyung.

Their eyes locked.

He knew it. One word and the atmosphere would be killed again.

And Jungkook´s face was right in front of him.

Taehyung saw that his breathing became a little unstable.

Jungkook was mindblown over his own reaction.

Taehyung was right in front of him, and he could feel his breath on his lips.

Jungkook almost snapped when he saw his hyung´s blushing and almost unnoticeable nodding.

-Should I... will he...-

Taehyung saw it flash briefly in his eyes, and he did not know where he gathered the courage, but he moved even closer.

That goddamn bastard was seriously killing him.

He smelled so good, and his intention was obvious.

Blushed cheeks, Taehyung´s breathing became a little faster. Jungkook clenched his teeth, but his body didn´t listen to him. He unlocked their fingers and let his hand slide under Taehyung´s shirt without his approval.

Taehyung closed his eyes and shivered.

He couldn´t control it when he wrapped an arm around Jungkook´s back and pulled him even closer.

His lip brushed Jungkook´s. The younger squeezed his eyes.

- it.- Jungkook thought.

Taehyung´s fingers clawed into Jungkook´s back when his dongsaeng finally found the courage to lock their lips again. Taehyung parted his lips naturally and saw Jungkook´s closing his eyes without thinking twice.

He knew what Jungkook would do and waited eagerly for it.

He leaned in and...

"Wake up, guys!!!!"

his uncle yelled and stormed into the room.

Both pulled back IMMEDIATELY.

"Aish...not again..." he heard Jungkook cursing.

„Wake up, kids! An MT is something incredible. You will have so much fun with your friends.“

„The will come too. No fun at all with that idiot.“ Jungkook jumped out of bed to feel a sharp pain running through his neck.

.

It hurt.

Taehyung turned to his dad and hissed angrily. „That THING will lead to a mass epidemic in that ing bus. I am not going.“

„Come on, little melon. And my prince.“ his dad ruffled their heads and left the room.

„Did he ruffle my hair?“ Taehyung mumbled and stood up.

"Just get up." he heard the alien´s voice.

„Aish.... my ing pet.... will get lost without me when I stay home...“ he groaned and walked towards the bathroom.

He knocked.

„Melon?“ he shouted.

„Yes.“ Jungkook answered.

„Are you okay?“

„Yep.“ Jungkook´s voice was shaking slightly.

„Don´t lie, alien.“

„I am fine.“ Jungkook hissed back. Taehyung was a little stunned. Usually, Jungkook would use some nicknames when he responded like that. But this time, he didn´t.

„Is it about the scar? Open the door.“ He knocked again.

„I can do it myself.“ Jungkook responded.

„Let me look at it.“ Taehyung wanted to slap himself again, but he was worried about the alien.

„No.“
„YA! Pet!“ Taehyung got mad again.

„Just leave me alone. I AM NOT YOUR PET!“ he yelled back.