taekook
Best friends. That's what Jungkook and Taehyung were.
They did everything together: skipping class, sleeping (non-sexually), even going to school dances. As friends, of course. Namjoon and Seokjin would often say they were "attached at the hip". They didn't have any right, making out in front of them all the time.
But, they were different. They were together.
And oh, how Jungkook wanted something like that for himself.
Preferably with Taehyung.
It was always Taehyung. Taehyung, with his stupid jokes that always managed to make Jungkook laugh uncontrollably, Taehyung, with his fluffy hair that Jungkook wanted to run his fingers through all the time, Taehyung, with that pout on his face as he would try to figure out some challenging math question that Jungkook would find himself almost leaning into to kiss away.
But they were best friends. Nothing more. Nothing like their disgusting friends who were attached the mouth, let alone the hip.
And really, Namjoon had nothing to lose when he asked Seokjin out. Seokjin had been dropping desperate hints since day 1: horrible dad-joke pick-up lines, leaning in too close, even fluttering his eyelashes. Who in their right mind even flutters their eyelashes anymore?
But Namjoon fell for it anyway, that stupid whipped idiot.
It wasn't that Jungkook wasn't happy for his hyungs. His exact reaction to their dating news had been an eye-roll and "finally". It's just that sometimes his jealousy was a little too much.
But he could stand it, he told himself. It's just a stupid crush that somehow consumed his entire being.
Oh how wrong he was.
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Jungkook was trying to take a nap. He felt absolutely exhausted from that regretful all-nighter he had pulled finishing a project last night, and now he really needed sleep.
So imagine his intense irritation when someone threw a crumpled tissue at him, bouncing it off the side of his head perfectly.
Now, Jungkook originally thought it was Hoseok, playing stupid pranks as usual. After all, Namjoon and Seokjin were always making out, and Jimin was probably talking with that guy he had introduced them to shyly — Min Yoongi or something — who was the reason they were all at Jimin's house because the boy needed moral support.
But when he looked up and saw a grinning Taehyung instead of Hoseok, he felt himself softening immediately.
And he called Namjoon whipped.
Taehyung tackled him, a soft oof flying out of his mouth. "You're not as comfortable as I thought you'd be."
Jungkook groaned. "Hyung, I'm trying to sleep."
Taehyung leaned over and took a closer look at Jungkook's eyebags and mussed hair, his eyes softening and missing the younger boy's blush at his proximity. Because really, Taehyung was so close that Jungkook could see the individual flecks of gold in his irises. "Sleep then. You should get more rest, stupid."
Jungkook turned away, still looking at Taehyung out of the corner of his eye. "Idiot."
But Taehyung just cuddled closer and giggled, he fucking giggled, and Jungkook decided that if he died because of Kim Taehyung's laugh, that would be a good way to go, because the older boy just looked so goddamn adorable with his cheeks bunched up into that boxy smile and his eyes squinted into tiny little shining slits that made Jungkook's heart do unfair little leaps in his chest—
And fuck, he was so screwed.
So before he knew it, his stupid gay heart decided that the best course of action, without even consulting logic, was to pull Taehyung to him for a long kiss and ignore the clash of teeth and messiness of the whole ordeal and just enjoy the fact that the older boy tasted just how he'd expected.
And then, his actions sank in. And regret and self-loathing and fear, so much fear washed over him in a wave of darkness and oh my god you're going to lose him. But when he tried to pull back, he felt the strange sense of someone's long fingers tangling in his hair, Taehyung's fingers pressing him closer to him, and—
Oh. Oh.
And finally he registered that Taehyung's lips were smiling as they were on his, smiling through the delicious contact, and Jungkook didn't know what to do except kiss him more.
Really, what else was he supposed to do?