Sometimes Taehyung coddled Jungkook just a little too much. Everyone else thought it was because he's the maknae. Of course, it was only natural. But not with Taehyung.

Yes, he could initiate skinship with other members and provide service for the fans, but when it came to his little Kookie, it was a whole other story.

There was just something about that boy that made Taehyung feel like constantly clinging onto him. He thought it was just him being irrationally overprotective like a lioness to its cub, and yet it wasn't. Taehyung was sure as hell dumbfounded at the thought. Why? Why was he so possessive? Maybe because the boy was just... so damn cute. Too cute for his own damn good.

"Hyung, you're zoning out again."

"Sorry, Kookie."

He stared at the maknae, frowning slightly.

They were lying on the loungeroom floor, well, he was; Jungkook was sitting upright whilst his lap served as Taehyung's pillow. It was three in the morning and everyone else was asleep whilst they were watching an American movie Taehyung couldn't understand. But it was fun to pretend.

But anyway, back to the real question, what was it about Jungkook? Really? He wasn't all that special, was he? Taehyung actually felt his throat burn from that blatant lie. Jungkook was special. He was their golden maknae, of course.

"Hyung, oh my god."

"Sorry!" Taehyung laughed, dodging Jungkook's attempt to smack his forehead. "What were you saying?"

"...no." was the curt reply. "You don't even care, so never mind."

"Aww, c'mon, Kookie ah!" Taehyung sat up, reaching out to pinch the younger's soft cheeks. The boy made a face, but couldn't help but laugh. There's the smile I love, Taehyung thought, beaming. Wait... love?

To distract Jungkook from his own confusion, he begun tickling the boy's sides.

"Taehyung hyung, noo!" Jungkook squealed, trying to wriggle away.

Taehyung grinned cheekily, pinning the other boy down with his own body whilst mercilessly tickling his waist, armpits, any skin he could make contact with.

Jungkook's laughter rang out through the room, higher and squeakier than usual, his entire body shaking underneath Taehyung who laughed too. So cute.

"Hyung, please, I can't breathe." Jungkook gasped through his laughter.

Almost instantaneously, Taehyung let go, his eyes widening at the suddenly red and sweaty maknae. "Oh, Kookie ah, I'm sorry.."

Jungkook breathed heavily, staring hard at Taehyung before his face broke into an evil grin, shoving Taehyung so that he was now on top.

"Ya!" Taehyung said, half-amused, half-annoyed. "That wasn't funny."

Jungkook laughed. "It was though." he replied, mirroring exactly what Taehyung had done and tickled him all over his torso.

"K-k-koo-k-k-kie!!!" Taehyung stammered, trying to break free. Everywhere he tried to escape there was some part of Jungkook blocking his passage. Trying to sit up, Jungkook only pushed down. Slipping out from the left? Jungkook only leaned in that direction.

Suddenly a ridiculous idea hit him, so, so stupid and silly, he knew for certain it would work. Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's shirt, surprising the maknae, pulling him down to kiss his nose. Abruptly, Jungkook jumped three metres back, finally releasing Taehyung from his clutches.

"Wa ha!" Taehyung shouted, doing a lame victory dance move. "I win." he immaturely and playfully stuck his tongue out at the maknae, realising only too late the dark expression on his face.

"Kookie..?"

Jungkook's jaw was set. Taehyung could see the boy's neck veins from how tightly he was closing his mouth.

"Jungkook ah, what-"

"Not funny, hyung." Jungkook almost spat before storming out of the room.

Taehyung couldn't concentrate. He kept making mistakes in their dance rehearsal and he could almost feel the irritation seeping out of everyone's pores.

"I'm sorry, I-"

"Again!" their dance choreographer yelled, replaying 'Just one day'.

After about the tenth time Taehyung committed another error, their choreographer told him to sit out and just watch.

Bad idea. Taehyung couldn't keep his eyes off Jungkook. Why was he mad at him? Just this morning he'd greeted him hello, but the maknae had clearly ignored him, simply grabbing a milk bottle before exiting the kitchen to Taehyung's dismay.

"Stop watching me!" Jungkook suddenly shouted, startling everyone. "You're making me stuff up!"

"I'm not!" Taehyung lied, exasperated. He was observing everyone's performance... sort of. By everyone, as in the maknae.
Jungkook looked very agitated and disgruntled, yet all Taehyung could think about was how cute he looked with his nose scrunched up, eyebrows forming a deep V.

The maknae scoffed right before he stormed out of the studio. Taehyung could only gape in response.

"Oh my god." Yoongi piped up, rolling his eyes. "Can the both of you just kiss and make up already." His hyung plopped himself on the floor, scratching the back of his head in irritation.

Kiss.. and make up? Then it hit him. Was Jungkook mad about the nose kiss from last night? Why would he be mad at that?
Taehyung immediately jumped up, sprinting out of the door.

"Great. Now look what's happened." Namjoon grumbled. They would never get rehearsals done at this point.

"Kookie? Jungkook ah?" Taehyung's voice was the only thing heard through the dorm. Jungkook couldn't have gone far.. the only conceivable place he'd be was the dorm.

Taehyung frowned, listening for a reply that never came. He checked all of their bedrooms, spotting nothing that belonged to any part of Jungkook.

Sighing, he wandered into the bathroom - a last minute decision to wash himself. Once opened the door, lo and behold, there was Jungkook sitting on the tiled floor, face in his hands.

"Jungkookie?" Taehyung hesitantly murmured, shutting the door behind him.

"Go away, hyung." his voice sounded nasal and stuffy like he'd just been crying.

Taehyung's heart pulled. Is that my fault..?

Immediately he sat in front of the maknae who instantly recoiled. Taehyung frowned.

"Kookie, I'm sorry. I'm not really sure what I did wrong to have you so upset with me, but I'm sorry. Can you forgive me? Please?" his own voice echoed back to him a few seconds after then it became deathly quiet.

"You don't even know.." Jungkook sniffled, wiping his face on his arm before turning his glaring doe eyes to the elder

"I'm sorry, I-"

"I'm going, hyung." Jungkook stated, making a move to stand up. Taehyung was faster, barricading the exit with his own body. "No, Jungkook ah. Tell me. Now."

For a second there Jungkook looked like a deer caught in headlights. Taehyung was confused. Did the maknae feel scared towards or angry at him?

Then it was silent again. The quiet was so thick Taehyung was suffocating.

"Kookie.. you can tell me anything, please. I'm your hyung. Don't you trust me?"

Jungkook bit his bottom lip. Yes, he was definitely scared. Taehyung could see the shift in his posture, the poorly disguised panic behind the furious facade.

"I said.. last night.." Jungkook managed to say, looking at the ground. "But you weren't listening."

"I'm listening now, okay?" Taehyung stepped closer, pulling him in to intertwine their hands. "Just tell me."

Jungkook stared at their connected hands, a range of emotions flying quickly by his face. Taehyung had no idea what he was thinking, but at least he didn't look angry anymore as much as Taehyung believed how cute he looked like that.

"I want.." Jungkook halted, his cheeks becoming cherry tomatoes. Ahh.. so cute!

"Want to..?" Taehyung encouraged, squeezing his fingers with his own.

Jungkook looked down. "Umwamgukushmi."

Taehyung stared, obviously perplexed. "Huh?"

"Kiss me." Jungkook declared, puffing out his chest with pride as if he weren't blushing bright red. "I want you to kiss me, hyung."

Taehyung's jaw dropped open. That... was not what he expected. He said kiss, right? Kiss?!

Jungkook's face fell like a child finding out his favourite toy just broke. He abruptly dropped their hands. "Never mind," he weakly laughed, moving around Taehyung for the door. "Forget what I said. It was a joke."

He was nearly halfway out the room when Taehyung grabbed his forearm, pulling him back in. "Where?"

Jungkook's eyes widened. "I.."

"Here?" Taehyung murmured, moving forward to gently brush the apple of the boy's cheek.

Jungkook's eyes fluttered at the simple contact.

"Or.. here?" Taehyung continued, caressing his forehead. "Or-"

Jungkook suddenly grabbed his hand, surprising Taehyung. "Here." he said, placing Taehyung's fingers on his lips.

Taehyung's heartbeat erratically sped up. Of course. He was asking for a kiss. Where else would he want it?

He watched Jungkook watching him, the silence only sparking anticipation. Excitement. Taehyung could feel it buzzing in the air, swirling all around them.

Jungkook took a sharp intake of breath which made his heart skip a beat. But it was just a kiss.. no big deal.

Taehyung stepped forward, closer to the younger so there was no more space between them. He slowly parted his mouth, closing it over Jungkook's. He ran his tongue across the boy's lips, wordlessly asking for entry. Jungkook obliged, their tongues immediately connected, dancing, and tasting one another. Taehyung's hands moved to cup Jungkook's face which were warm and soft and perfect under his fingers.

Why had he never thought of doing this before? Jungkook's lips felt so nice against his.

He felt the boy's hands passionately fist his shirt and he couldn't help but smile into the kiss. Jungkook was secretly one little fireball.

The younger suddenly pulled back, effectively cutting off their make out session. "Thank you, hyung-"

Taehyung's laugh interrupted him. "I'm not finished yet, Kookie."

Jungkook blinked. He looked so lost and innocent. Taehyung smiled, feeling his stomache doing somersaults. Craning his neck down, Taehyung begun peppering a trail of kisses along Jungkook's collarbones. Slow and deliberate until he made his way up the boy's neck, to under his earlobe, then circled back to Jungkook's lips which were already parted for him.

"Ya!" a distant shout was heard. "We're back!"

Taehyung pulled away, a sinking feeling in his chest. He noticed Jungkook's entire face fall - he probably felt the same way too. The thought sent warm tingles throughout Taehyung's body.

"Don't worry, Kookie." he said, pinching his chin. "We can do this later and whenever you want, okay?"

Jungkook blushed. "Okay."

"Okay." Taehyung mimicked, smirking.

Jungkook pushed him, embarrassed.

"Jungkookie? Taehyungie, where are you?" They heard Jin call out.

"Come on, hyung!" Jungkook whispered, moving Taehyung aside to clutch the door handle.

Taehyung immediately grabbed him again, placing a chaste kiss on his lips.

"Hyung." Jungkook breathed, his hand on the other's chest.

Taehyung chuckled. "Later." he said, pecking him quickly on the nose before finally opening the door.

"Ah! They're here!" Yoongi called out as the two walked out of the bathroom.

Yoongi raised his eyebrows at them, not commenting on the fact that Jungkook's cheeks were as red as his shirt or the dopey grin spread across Taehyung's face or even the fact that they were holding hands.

"So did you guys kiss and make up yet?" Yoongi asked, carefully watching the elder of the two boys.

Taehyung laughed aloud, long and hard. "Something like that." he grinned. Jungkook punched him in the side.

Oh, if he only knew..

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