#taekookau where Taehyung denies any attraction to his arranged...

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#taekookau where Taehyung denies any attraction to his arranged future husband, until he accidentally exposes himself by posting on his public account.
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• please ignore timestamps
• mdni
• fluff
• hurt/comfort
• fake dating
• arranged marriage
• happy ending
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The moment Taehyung slid into the passenger seat, his heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help but steal a glance at his future husband.

The suit clung to Jungkook's body, the sharp lines of the tailored fabric highlighting the muscles beneath.
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"Hey..." Taehyung's voice came out soft, his fingers fidgeting in his lap.

Jungkook didn't respond, his attention fixed on the road ahead.

His grip remained as it is on the steering wheel and not once did his gaze flicker to Taehyung's.
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Taehyung's lashes fluttered in frustration, his scowl deepening as he turned his face towards the window, attempting to swallow the strange, sour feeling building up in his chest.

They sat in awkward silence for several minutes, the hum of the car the only sound between them.
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Taehyung decided to break the stillness. "You k-know, you can't ghost someone in real life." His voice came out a little shaky.

He hated how his words stumbled, but he was too annoyed to care.

Jungkook let out a soft exhale, still silent, his eyes unwavering from the road.
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Taehyung's gaze narrowed, his temper rising. "You're being an asshole."

"I'm matching your energy," Jungkook finally muttered.

Taehyung scoffed. "I don't ghost people and act like they don't exist when they talk to me."
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Jungkook's gaze flickered to him for a split second before he shot back, "You do worse than that."

Taehyung let out a frustrated sigh. "What's with the attitude? What's going on with you?"

"Nothing." Jungkook shrugged, his tone cold. "I told you, I'm just matching your energy."
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"This isn't my energy," Taehyung snapped.

Jungkook smiled bitterly. "Yeah, sure..." he murmured as he parked the car. "We're late. Quit bitching about everything and let's go."

Taehyung's heart sank, the weight of Jungkook's words settling heavily in his chest.
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He couldn't figure out why it felt like a punch to the gut, but it did.

His gaze shifted away from Jungkook, the hollow feeling spreading.

A deep pout formed on his lips as he got out of the car without a word, the nagging sense of being unwanted clawing at his chest.
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"I think I misunderstood everything, hyung," Taehyung murmured, standing beside Wooshik.

"Did you tell him the truth?" Wooshik asked casually, taking a slow sip from his drink, but his eyes never left Taehyung's face.
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"No," Taehyung shook his head. "At first, I just wanted to start a conversation with him, but then..." His words trailed off, and his lips pressed into a thin, frustrated line. "I don't even think he likes me."
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Wooshik raised an eyebrow. "You didn't confess, Tae. How would you know for sure?"

Taehyung swallowed hard, his throat dry. "He's being an ass. Ever since I denied my feelings, he's been acting like this." His lips curled downward.
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"He said he was just trying to match my energy—how does that even make sense?"

Wooshik let out a long, thoughtful breath. "I think he's acting like this because you keep pushing him away."

Taehyung's gaze dropped to his untouched drink. "I wasn't trying to push him away..."
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His eyes then lifted, locking onto Jungkook across the hall, standing with Park Sunhee.

Jungkook's smile was so wide—so carefree, it felt like a stab to his heart.

Taehyung scoffed, his gaze narrowing as he gestured towards Jungkook and Sunhee. "Look at them."
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He shook his head, his frustration growing. "Do you know what I think?"

Wooshik sighed, running a hand through his hair as he shot Taehyung a questioning look. "What?"

Taehyung's lips trembled. "I think he likes her. That's why he suggested ending the contract with me.”
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He shook his head as if trying to shake off the bitter truth. "I think... he wants to marry her."

Wooshik's expression fell, his brows furrowing deeply. "Tae, you two have been dating for two months now."

"Fake dating, hyung," Taehyung emphasized sharply.
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"And because I'm so fucking stupid, I told him we could date other people while we're fake dating... and even after we get married."

Wooshik's eyes widened. "You—why would you even say that?"
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Taehyung let out a shaky breath. "I tried as hard as I could to deny my feelings for him." His voice faltered. "Because I don't want to get attached. What if he's not into me? What if he ends up breaking my heart? And what if he leaves me and marries her instead?"
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"Maybe that's exactly why he keeps bringing her up," Wooshik said, trying to reason. "Maybe he's just trying to get a reaction out of you. Wants you to overthink it all."

Taehyung frowned, his mind racing.
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He crossed his arms tightly. "If that's why he's doing it, then fuck him. It's working, and he's getting on my last nerve."

Wooshik stood in silence for a moment before he spoke again. "He said he was trying to match your energy, right?"

Taehyung's jaw tightened as he nodded.
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Wooshik's gaze shifted towards Jungkook and Sunhee before he returned his attention to Taehyung. "Match his energy then."

Taehyung's frown deepened as he turned to Wooshik. "What?"
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"Maybe he's just trying to make you jealous," Wooshik said, a faint, almost teasing smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Haven't you thought about that?"

Taehyung's expression faltered, a moment of doubt flashing across his face.
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He shook his head. "I don't think that's what this is, hyung."

"Why don't you try?" Wooshik insisted. "I'll help."

Taehyung's lips parted in surprise. "You want me to be all lovey dovey with you? Hell no!"

Wooshik rolled his eyes. "It's just an act, dummy!"
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He leaned in a little. "Let's do it and see what happens."

Taehyung's frown started to fade gradually as he considered the offer, the idea swirling in his mind.

The possibility of playing along, even if just for a moment, felt oddly tempting.
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His gaze moved briefly to Jungkook and Sunhee, his chest slightly constricting as he watched them interact.

For a split second, he almost wished Jungkook would glance in his direction, just to acknowledge him.

But he never did.

"I don't think it'll work, hyung."
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Taehyung sighed as he turned his attention back to Wooshik.

Wooshik let out a heavy sigh. "Fine. Keep complaining then," he said, taking another sip from his drink.

Taehyung's expression twisted as he looked away, the knot in his chest growing tighter.
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His gaze lingered on Jungkook once more, half expecting him to look back, but there was nothing.

Not a flicker of recognition.

Taehyung swallowed the lump in his throat before turning to face Wooshik, a hesitant breath escaping him. "F-Fine, let's do it..."
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Wooshik sent him a sharp look, setting his drink down on the table before he leaned in, ready to lay out the plan.
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"How much are you willing to pay?" Sunhee asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jungkook sighed. "I won't pay anything—I'm not asking for much, just help me out already!" His voice came out desperate.

Sunhee scoffed, a small laugh escaping her. "Help you?" She said.
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"Why would I? You're so insufferable."

Jungkook forced a smile, the edges of his mouth twitching. "I'll give you credits during my wedding speech after we get married," he said, gesturing towards Taehyung.
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Sunhee glanced at Taehyung for just a moment, her gaze flicking over him quickly before returning to Jungkook, a sly smile forming on her lips. "What do you want me to do?"

"Nothing, just keep talking to me." Jungkook's smile lingered. "It's working. I just know it."
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Sunhee shook her head in disappointment. "Thank god I didn't agree to marry your miserable ass." She scowled. "You're so pathetic, you know that?"

"Not like I was dying to get married to you either," Jungkook retorted as he twirled the ice in his drink, eyes avoiding hers.
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Sunhee's expression shifted in an instant, her patience wearing thin. "I'm going to slap you, in front of everyone."

Jungkook frowned. "You started this."

Sunhee's gaze shifted to Taehyung and Wooshik.
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"I think you should be more worried about this man you're about to call 'husband,'" she said, her eyes narrowing.

"What?" Jungkook's frown deepened as he followed her gaze.

His expression faltered almost immediately, his eyes wide in disbelief as he watched Taehyung and Wooshik
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standing so close that their noses were nearly touching.

Wooshik's arm snaked around Taehyung's waist, and the two clinked their glasses together, both smirking before drinking their wine.

Jungkook's jaw tensed, the muscles in his face clenching. "What the fuck?"
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he muttered under his breath, already on his feet, rushing towards them.

Sunhee snorted, her lips curling into an amused smirk. "This is going to be fun to watch."
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As soon as Jungkook reached the duo, his hand shot out, snatching Wooshik's arm away from Taehyung's waist with a sharp jerk.

Without a second thought, his own arm circled Taehyung's waist, pulling him in close, forcing him to stand next to him. "Have some shame, would you?"
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Jungkook glared, meeting Wooshik's eyes.

"What the hell is your problem?" Wooshik snapped, raising both brows in challenge.

Jungkook's words wavered for a split second. "He's—" He stuttered. "We're... we're exclusive," he finally blurted.
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Taehyung scoffed, his gaze drifting away. "Says who…”

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "Says us," he replied sharply.

Taehyung shot him a piercing look, mirroring his glare. "Us?" His lashes fluttered as he met Jungkook's gaze. "There's no us, stop lying to yourself."
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Jungkook's hand grabbed Taehyung's wrist as he dragged him away, out of the crowd's sight.

Once they were out of the public's view, Jungkook shoved Taehyung against the wall. "What the fuck are you doing?"
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Taehyung's posture tensed. "I'm fucking around with other people. You know—matching your energy." He said, mimicking Jungkook's tone with a fake, mocking smile.

Jungkook's frustration boiled over, his body inching closer. "Do it away from the public eye—I don't give a fuck."
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"Of course, you don't give a fuck." Taehyung's bitter smile remained. "You can't wait to get rid of me, just admit it already."

Jungkook's expression shifted. "You're the one who's dying to get a divorce before even getting married.”
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“You're the one who's making both of us miserable. At least try to act like whatever we have is real."

"Is that what this is? You're acting?" Taehyung's voice faltered slightly, but he kept his tone controlled, hiding the disappointment.
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Jungkook's eyes twitched. "Aren't we both acting?"

Taehyung's gaze dropped, eyes glistening as he looked away.

No matter how hard he tried to push the feeling down, his chest still tightened at Jungkook's words.

Maybe it was only him who felt attached.
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Taehyung blinked rapidly, his gaze still averted. "I..." He gulped, his throat tight. "I don't think I can keep this act going anymore."

Jungkook inhaled sharply. "What?"
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Taehyung took a deep, shaky breath. "You wanted me to admit it, so fuck it—I like you. I've liked you from the moment I saw you, from the first time we talked, and the first fake date we had."

Tears formed in his eyes, but he hastily wiped them away.
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"And I know that... you don't like me back. I know you're just waiting to marry her. I know you've been forced into this and... I don't blame you. I was forced too."

Jungkook's expression shifted, his eyes softening as he stepped closer, instinctively reaching for Taehyung.
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"Tae, hey..." His hand gently cupped Taehyung's face, but Taehyung flinched, pulling back.

Taehyung shook his head desperately. "Please, just—stop it..." His voice cracked as he looked down at his feet, his hands covering his eyes.
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"Stop it... stop pretending like you care. I know you don't..."

"I do care," Jungkook's voice was quieter now, filled with a desperation Taehyung hadn't expected. He reached out again, moving Taehyung's hands away from his face. "Look at me, please." He urged softly.
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But Taehyung only shook his head as he tried in vain to hide his face from Jungkook's searching eyes.

"Tae, please... look at me." Jungkook tried again, his voice pleading now. He closed the distance between them, leaving barely any space between their bodies.
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Taehyung's lips trembled before he hesitantly lifted his gaze, his tear-filled eyes locking onto Jungkook's. 

A faint sigh left Jungkook's lips as his thumbs brushed against Taehyung's cheeks. "This... This is all I wanted from you."
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"I just wanted you to admit it, baby." 

Taehyung's breath caught in his chest. 

Baby. 

Jungkook had just called him that for the first time since they started this whole fake relationship thing.

And he never realized how much he loved the way it sounded until now—
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until it came from Jungkook's lips.

"Do you know how exhausting it was to chase after you?" Jungkook murmured, his fingers lingering on Taehyung's skin, tracing soft, reassuring strokes. "To keep trying to show you—over and over again—
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that I cared about you, while you kept shutting me out?" 

Taehyung pouted in guilt, momentarily looking away.

"I liked you from the very first moment too, Taehyung," Jungkook confessed.
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"I loved everything about you. Even that bratty attitude of yours—hell, it only made you even more attractive to me."

Taehyung let out a soft chuckle, his lips pressing together as his cheeks flushed, the warmth spreading all the way to the tips of his ears.
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Jungkook's voice remained gentle. "I never lost hope, you know. I only said those things to push you, to make you realize it already—so you can tell me the truth." His thumb brushed against Taehyung's cheek again.
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"Because I was so sick of watching you look at me like that—like you wanted me but refused to admit it. It was just... so frustrating to see."

Taehyung's smile faded slightly as he met Jungkook's gaze. "I thought you didn't want me," he admitted.
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"You kept bringing her up every time we teased each other—about things that had nothing to do with her or this marriage."

Jungkook shook his head with a knowing smile. "That was just another way to get under your skin, to push you until you finally snap—like you did tonight—
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and tell me how you really feel." His eyes twinkled with amusement. "Was it really that hard to admit, Tae?"

Taehyung swallowed, shaking his head. "So... what now?" His voice wavered slightly. "You really like me? You're... not faking it?"
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Jungkook chuckled softly. "I never faked anything, Tae. It was always real to me." His grip on Taehyung's face tightened slightly, just enough to keep him close. "And didn't you hear what I just said?" He leaned in, their lips almost touching.
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"I liked you from the moment I laid eyes on you."

Jungkook hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching Taehyung's. "I never admitted it before because... I didn't want you to feel obligated to return my feelings. I didn't want to pressure you," he murmured.
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"I just... thought I'd give it time and see what happens." 

"And... I may have told my father about it." 

Taehyung blinked in confusion. "About what?" 

Jungkook's lips curled into a small, teasing smile, hovering so close that they almost brushed against Taehyung's.
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"That I'm ready."

A wave of heat flushed through Taehyung's entire face. "Ready...?" 

Jungkook didn't answer right away.

Instead, he tilted his head slightly, letting his lips graze the very corner of Taehyung's in a featherlight kiss.
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The touch sent a shiver through Taehyung's body, his knees nearly buckling.

"Ready to marry you," Jungkook whispered, his smile widening. "Make it official. You know... spread the word too."

"I don't think we should wait any longer." Jungkook said.
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"I really, really want to make you mine. And I want to be yours too... if you want that, of course."

"And one more thing..." His throat bobbed as he swallowed. "I don't want our relationship to be open. If we're doing this—if we're making it real—
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then you'll only be mine. No one else's."

Taehyung's heart pounded so hard. His fingers twitched before reaching up, settling at the nape of Jungkook's neck.

He pulled him in without a second thought, crashing their lips together.
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The kiss started slow, soft, but as their bodies pressed closer, the heat between them ignited, deepening the kiss into something desperate, hungry.

Jungkook's hands found Taehyung's waist, gripping him tight.
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Their lips parted only to meet again, like they had been starving for this moment. 

"I'd love that too," Taehyung murmured between the kisses as he chased Jungkook's lips for more. "Suggesting that in the first place was just... wrong. It was a mistake."
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He dove in again, their lips molding together.

When they finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, their eyes met, both of them smiling like fools. 

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to kiss you," Taehyung whispered, his fingers ghosting over Jungkook's lips.
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"To feel your lips against mine." 

Jungkook chuckled softly, leaning in until their foreheads touched. "Is that all, baby?" He smirked. "Or were you trying to say something else when you posted... you know...?"
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Taehyung huffed, rolling his eyes before stepping back slightly. "A-Autocorrect..." He forced a small, sheepish smile, his gaze dropping to the floor. "That was autocorrect..."

Jungkook pressed forward again, eliminating the space Taehyung had created,
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trapping him between his arms. "Still sticking with that excuse?" His voice was low, teasing, as his fingers hooked onto the waistband of Taehyung's pants, giving it a light tug.

He leaned in, his body pressed against Taehyung's—and that's when he felt it.
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Taehyung's breath hitched, and before he could stop himself, a soft, needy moan escaped his lips. "Fuck—not h-here..." he stammered, though his grip remained firm on Jungkook's nape, his back instinctively arching.
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His other hand landed weakly on Jungkook's chest, a failed attempt at pushing him away. "You can't do this to me!"

Jungkook chuckled, clearly enjoying every second of Taehyung's flustered state. "Then stop denying it."
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His smirk widened as his fingers moved teasingly against Taehyung's hip.

Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, his entire body burning. "F-Fine..." he mumbled, burying his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck, his breath warm against his skin. "Let's just—let's go back home."
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Jungkook hummed, tilting his head slightly to press a slow, lingering kiss against Taehyung's neck, grinning when he felt him shudder.

"Home?" Jungkook whispered as he nipped lightly at the sensitive skin. "Why?"
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Taehyung's breath stuttered. "You're—ah!" His words cut off as a sharp whine left his lips when Jungkook's teeth scraped against his neck. "Fuck, stop it—let's... let's go back to your place."

Jungkook smiled against his skin. "Soon, it'll be our place," he murmured,
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his lips tracing a slow path along Taehyung's jaw. Then, his voice dropped lower. "What's he to you, baby? Tell me." 

Taehyung was so lost in the sensation of Jungkook's kisses, his hazy mind barely registered the question. "What...?"
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"Wooshik." Jungkook's grip on his waist tightened, his hold almost possessive. "What is he to you?" 

Taehyung's body tensed as Jungkook pressed even closer. "A f-friend... he's a friend..." 

"Really?" Jungkook mused, his teeth grazing Taehyung's ear before biting at his skin.
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"Didn't look like it." 

Taehyung shivered, his lashes fluttering as he tried—failed—to suppress the way his body reacted. "I... I only did it to... match your fucking energy," he let the words out through gritted teeth,
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but his resolve crumbled entirely as Jungkook's lips ghosted over his throat again, making his knees weak.

Jungkook let out a low chuckle. "Desperate baby." 

"Fuck you," Taehyung shot back, his fingers tightening around Jungkook's shoulders.
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Jungkook pulled back just enough to meet his gaze. "When?" 

Taehyung fought the urge to smile. "Now." 

Jungkook bit his lower lip, dragging it between his teeth. "I want you to say it. Tell me what you want."

Taehyung averted his gaze with a pout. "No."
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Jungkook suddenly pulled away, his hands leaving Taehyung completely. "Good luck with that then." His gaze flickered down, making a pointed gesture towards Taehyung's pants.

Taehyung's eyes widened. "I—I'm going to jump you!"
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He rushed forward, grabbing Jungkook's nape with one hand while the other tangled into his hair, giving a firm tug. "You can't just—you can't walk away after that—"

"After what?" Jungkook asked, his eyes crinkling as he flashed a smug smile.
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Taehyung stared at him, desperation filling his gaze, his pout deepening. "You know exactly what I want. Stop edging me..."

Jungkook tilted his head, feigning innocence. "Nuh uh..." He shook his head, his smirk widening. "You need to say it, baby."
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Taehyung groaned in frustration. "Are you fucking kidding me?" His grip on Jungkook's hair tightened. "You saw the post!" 

Jungkook leaned in, their noses almost touching. "Say it."

"I don't—" 

"Say it," Jungkook interrupted.

"You can't—"
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Jungkook's fingers caught Taehyung's chin, tilting it up, his grip firm but teasing. "Say. It."

"For god's sake—fuck me!" Taehyung finally snapped, yanking Jungkook's hair in frustration. "I want you to fuck me till I can't fucking breathe—till I pass out—are you happy now?!"
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Jungkook froze for half a second before bursting into laughter, his forehead pressing against Taehyung's. "God, you're so—" he laughed again, almost breathless. "You're so fucking entertaining, baby..."
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Taehyung's face burned as he smacked Jungkook's chest. "S-Stop laughing! It's not funny!" 

Jungkook grinned, his laughter finally dying down as he cupped Taehyung's face, thumbs stroking his warm cheeks. "I'm at your service, babylove."
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He kissed him—soft, quick pecks at first before deepening it.

Taehyung melted instantly, his fingers twisting into Jungkook's shirt as he kissed back with just as much need.

Jungkook's hands slid down his waist, gripping him tightly, pressing their bodies against each other.
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The kiss turned frantic, lips parting, tongues meeting, soft moans swallowed between them.

Taehyung felt lightheaded, his entire body buzzing, every nerve set on fire just from the way Jungkook was devouring him.

Jungkook groaned as he pulled back, his lips swollen. "Let's go."
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Before Taehyung could even think, Jungkook grabbed his hand, yanking him away.

Taehyung stumbled slightly but didn't protest, his heart racing as they slipped out of the event hall.
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