'Consequenses'. Chapter 14

" Doesn't your boyfriend fuck you like this? Doesn't he give you what you want? I knew he couldn't pleasure you! Or perhaps you're just a cock slut craving for dicks.." The scoffing words ,under different circumstances would ignite Jungkook 's wrath and would most likely have told him to get lost but right now he was dangling between fantasy and reality and the degrading words were adding to his excitement.

The vivid memory of their rough fucking, spread like lava in his veins. Shivers ran through him, feeling the waves of arousal transforming into liquid fire , struggling to maintain a clear mind as he took a deep, empowering breath.

He shook his head." If I tell you.. yes..will you fuck me..again?"

Taehyung grabbed his jaw, lifting his head up." Yes to what?"

" Yes.. I'm craving for your cock.." he lisped breathlessly, his eyes opened widely as the accumulated sensuality swept him over, ruthless in tension and speed. He didn't care he was losing the game of dominance he started. He didn't care he looked desperate.

It was one night.

One night he intended to get what he wanted most.

Taehyung 's body and soul.

Because they were his to begin with.

" On your feet." the man demanded sharply and stepped back to give him space.

Jungkook scurried on his feet eager to accept ,please and obey. His stomach churned, chest heaving and temples throbbing from excitement. His throat bobbed on a hard swallow as he bit his full, plump lips. In seconds , he was picked up,arms hooked on Taehyung 's neck, legs folded around his waist while the man's palms held his curvy, round bum, their cocks grinding against eachother.

Pinning him to the wall, he pushed his cock inside Jungkook 's hole without a warning causing him to scream on the top of his lungs. It felt itchy, painful and irreparably sensual. He begun bouncing on Taehyung 's hard cock the same pace he was thrusting, hitting his back on the wall. Their chests colliding, spreading the cum from Jungkook to Taehyung as the second was kissing him sloppily but passionately, sucking his tongue , devouring his lips, bitting them and allowing saliva to flow down their chins.

Two strong smacks landed on the younger 's ass as he groaned in pleasure." Such a bad boy.."

" Mmmm..spank me again."

Two more spanks added further bliss and more marks on Jungkook's asscheeks,whose eyes rolled to the back and mouth hang open. He had lost himself in the mist of his need. His body was aching from desire. He searched and found the man's lips, attacking them, kissing him and his fingers tangled in his hair,pushing his head forward.

Stifled moans and whimpers coming from Jungkook's sealed lips made the man thrust faster and deeper, invading every part of his anus and savagely hitting his sensitive spot.This aggressive,staggering, mind- alerting love making made both males cum at the same time, hugging tightly to become one. Jungkook's hole felt the warmth and savageness of his lover's orgasm as he was reaching his own climax.

Taehyung didn't stop there. The beast he was hiding inside, surfaced and swept the younger off his feet. He moved towards the round, wooden table in the middle of the room, threw everything down and placed him on top. He continued to fuck him till Jungkook begged and implored and screamed. His body felt numbed. He could hardly feel his legs.

" Tae..it..hurts..it..hurts.." he cried out, nibbling and bitting his swollen lips, holding onto his shoulders. Everything was a blur. The room was spinning. The ceiling was crashing him. Taehyung 's voice a distant echo.

" Shut your mouth whore! I'm not done yet! You wanted to be fucked..used..stop whining." Taehyung was bogged down. The pleads coming from Jungkook's mouth seemed distant and he barely held himself up as though the ground gave away beneath him. Crescents pierced his body as surges of electricity coursed through him and a sweltering lava of erotic lust fogged his mind.

The night was too long for poor Jungkook  because Taehyung fucked him for hours. Even when he took him to the bathroom to clean him, they ended up having two more rounds on the bathroom sink and inside the shower. Along the process, the younger shut down completely and fainted in the man's arms clearly stating he had enough.

Tae smiled lovingly at his gorgeous lover, leaving a trail of  small kisses all over his face and carried him to bed., naked. He needed to feel him without obstacles. Lying next to him, putting the younger 's head on his chest and securely wrapping his arms around his waist he was home. He had found his happy place. He tugged a tuft of hair behind his ear and stopped when Jungkook stirred in his sleep , mumbling his name.

" Taehyung..mmm..Taehyungie.."

The man smiled. His name from his lips sounded like heaven." I love you, baby. If you only knew how much. I wish I was stronger and told you I loved you years ago ,instead of denying my feelings and treated you like shit. I wish I had the courage to protect you..I wish you could understand how it hurts to see you with others..I have no right on you..I promise Kookie I won't give up on you..on us. No matter how much you push me away.. say you hate me.Because I know you have feelings for me. You must have!" He kissed his pouty lips and chuckled at the cute snoring." I love you!"

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Taehyung woke up in an empty bed the next morning. Jungkook was gone and he panicked thinking he was rejected again and the younger had regretted sleeping with him. The only thing betraying last night's events was the messy bed and the scent of cum and sweat lingering the room. The sunbeams were knocking on the window waiting to be let in. He refused to fling the curtains aside because the dimness of the room fitted his mood.

He hurriedly put on his clothes, left and went to his suite. After a quick shower and wearing whatever was easily accessible, black jeans and a white shirt, he got into the lift ,heading  to the restaurant,hoping to see the younger there.

Luck wasn't on his side and the scene he encountered stepping foot in the restaurant made him stop dead in his tracks. Jungkook, his Jungkookie,was hugging and kissing another man enthusiastically. A tall, dark skinned, man who looked lime a model right out of a Calvin Klein advertisement.

Ready to jump at the intruder , who dared to touch his man  and punch him dead, Seojoon snatched his elbow dragging him to a corner.

" Easy there tiger!"

" Who the fuck is he? Why is he hugging Kookie? Where the hell did he come from?" He pushed his cousin aside and was about to attack the man when Seojoon blocked his way.

" Settle down! Don't make a scene! This is Doha, remember?"

" Get off my back, will you? I spent all night fucking him yesterday, holding him and now he's hugging someone else? What the hell is going on?" He huffed and scoffed, balling his fists by the sides. An electrifying , abrupt pain stung his chest. Worst than being stabbed. Jungkook was a magnet for all men out there! He had to compete ex boyfriends, Hobi, that singer and now a Yankee! They were like Hydra. Cutting one head two popping out!

A constant nightmare!

An soul consuming torment!

" Promise not to cause a bloody massacre if I tell you!"

Taehyung threw daggers at him, unwilling to listen." Not making any promises. If I feel like killing him, I will!"

" Kim Taehyung! I'm being serious. Calm down or we'll end up in jail!" Seojoon warned him strictly, raising his brown.

" Fine.."

" He's Morgan Winston. Jungkook's ex from N.Y. They were dating for a year and..they were serious.."

The room was spinning, matching his  rapid heartbeat. He leaned against the wall, eyes restlessly glued to the two men a few feet away, laughing and looking happy. His temples suffered a sheering hammering and a relentless whispering from the surging adrenaline piling up.

" What's he doing here? Did Kook invite him? Did he know he was coming? Was last night a warm-up for..him?" He spoke outloud and his pessimistic and angry look kept Seojoon's mouth shut, not wanting to infuriate him further. However he was now more certain than even his cousin was an idiot!

" Just look at him." pointing his head at Morgan." Drooling..he has no right to  drool over my man!"

" Technically he's not your man but Hobi's." Seojoon dared say adding more fuel to the fire burning his cousin and he instantly regretted talking.

Taehyung stirring to catch his breath, a ripple of fear invading his body and the scarce hope he had, disappeared  into thin air,apparently taking the scene the wrong way. Crazy, illogical thoughts troubled his mind. If Jungkook had so easily cheated his current boyfriend with him, why not cheat both of them with Morgan? What stopped him? He was starving for sex.

Taehyung shook the thoughts off.

No! No way! His Jungkookie wouldn't behave so dirty and irrational! Hell no! They both wanted to sleep together and that passion was meant only for him! He trusted the boy he loved! But he didn't trust himself around them. Controlling his jealousy, his anger, his disappointment was beyond his abilities.

Without glancing at them, he walked away. Head high up. Emotionless face. Hands inside his pockets, marching like a king. He was in desperate need of air to cool down. To think straight. To put his thoughts in order if possible.

" Hey! Where are you off to?" Seojoon shouted and his cousin ignored him. Stepping out of the hotel, getting in his car, he received a call.

" I'm listening." During the phonecall his features remained indifferent and unaffected. " I'll deal with it when I come back." He hanged up, throwing the phone on the seat, stretching his stiff legs.

" Where to sir?" the driver asked

" Take me around the city."

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Jungkook and Morgan decided to take a stroll around the pool and catch up on their news, away from preying eyes. The younger had seen Taehyung talking to Seojoon earlier and the frustration  jealousy and rage in his face could ignite a fire. It would be a lie to say he wasn't pleased. Provoking the green monster inside Tae was such a thrill. He was quite familiar with the concept of jealousy from the countless times he had watched Taehyung making out with girls at school, breaking his fragile heart to pieces.

Anyway, he was glad to see Morgan after three years but he also felt slightly uncomfortable being so casual with an ex. Their break up wasn't on bad terms but not on good either!

" It's really good to see you Morgan."

" Me too Kook. I've missed you!"

Observing Jungkook's timid smile and sensing his uneasiness he added." As a friend Kook. Nothing more "

" Oh ok!" He bit his lips, wipping his sweaty palms on his blue jeans."So what brings you to Doha?" He stood at the edge of a chair, near the almost empty bar.

" Business. I have a photoshoot with Hermes. I heard you were in town and wanted to meet you."

Morgan had always been kind and thoughtful despite their unreasonable break up and in return Jungkook acted like a coward. Left without explaining. He had so much to tell him he didn't know where to start.

" What's new with you? How's work? Your studies? Your personal life?" he asked in meer concern.

" No significant changes. Modelling is demanding. I have one semester before graduation  and I can't wait." he replied avoiding to answer the last question.

" You haven't changed a bit." Morgan chuckled." Still tight-lipped. To hard to read."

" I'm an open book Morgan."

" You're frightened." he noted gently, taking a sip of his orange juice." Frightened and confused. You've got that lost puppy look ."

Jungkook simply looked at him remembering what attracted him to Morgan. It wasn't his good looks or sexy body but his perception and generous character. His need to help those around him.

" Kook what's on your mind? You can tell me."

'The talk' he had avoided for years was looking at him straight in the eyes.

" I'm sorry Morgan. I'm so sorry for hurting you. Breaking up with you without telling you why. For running away while you were a perfect gentleman." He lowered his head out of shame for his deeds." You must hate me ."

Morgan lifted his chin up, smiling." I could never haye you Kook. You were a part of my life for a year. We had fun together."

" I was awful to you."

" You were true to your feelings. You liked me but you weren't in love with me. I get it."

" But not honest with you." he jumped to speak before losing the courage, pouting.

" Kook, you weren't honest with yourself. I've always sensed you weren't truly mine. You didn't love me..at least the way I wanted to. That someone else had your heart. The signs were there. I chose to ignore them because it suited me. I believed and hoped I could make you fall in love with me and forget the man who hurt you . There were three in our relationship." He sounded understanding and it made it worse for Jungkook." Besides, you don't get to choose who you love or force someone to love you back just because you do."

" I'm sorry..please forgive me. I didn't mean to fool you. Play with your feelings.I tried to love you. Give myself to you.Dream of a future for us..In the end I just couldn't."

Morgan held his hands, gently caressing them." There's nothing to forgive. I don't hold grudges. The past is the past." He hesitated for a moment before asking." I never asked ,you never told me.. who is the man you're in love with?"

Jungkook signed deeply." Don't want to talk about him. Especially with you.. it's not right.."

" Perhaps you should. I'm your friend and I care about you. I'm thinking about your happiness Kook." he urged him gently. They sat at the bar and ordered soft drinks. Jungkook finally opened up, telling him about Tae, their past and present , the stupid plan and the mastermind behind it.

Morgan caressed his hair." For what it's worth I believe he loves you. We all make mistakes. Make the wrong decisions. Do things we regret. He understood his mistakes and wants to correct them so let him. You have a chance to be with the man you love. Don't blow it. And that plan of yours.." he shook his head." It's killing you Kook. Denying your love is far worse than admitting and moving forward."

Jungkook wanted to cry. How can a person be so generous and kind? Guilt was suffocating him." He needs to be taught a lesson."

" And you need to grow up and act like an adult. Playing games with his mind could cause more problems than it could solve. I get it. How he treated you, bullied you.. Jungkook he was a child. Immature and foolish and an ass. It's over now. Taehyung wants to be with you."

" The new, improved version of me. Not the ugly nerd with the thick glasses and braces. He bullied that one."

" But that nerd is you. Improved yes but  deep down still you. Stop this foolishness Kook."

The younger gorged down the rest of his coke with a pouty face." I like tormenting him. He was an asshole in the past."

" You love that asshole, don't you?"

Jungkook avoided answering and instead began playing with his bangs." Maybe..I don't know.." He wiggled his shoulders. All throughout this game, he not once admitted even to himself that be loved him. His mind stubbornly refused to acknowledge it, in an effort to protect his heart for pain. And now Morgan was making him face his feelings.

" I was very hurt when we broke up. Thinking I would never find love , I shut myself down and became bitter. That was when I met Christian..he managed to crash my desistance, make me laugh and eventually find his way in my heart. I fell madly in love and changed. We got married six months ago and I'm the happiest person in the world!" His green eyes sparkled mentioning his husband and Jungkook got jealous of their happiness in a good way.

" I'm so happy for you Morgan! " He hugged him, beaming." You deserve it!"

" Now it's your turn Kook! Go get your man! Confess.Live your life. Enjoy your love! " he advised him with sincerity." Life is too short!"

" Ok..I will. No more games."he promised , determined to put aside his doubts, insecurity and fear and take a risk.

After chatting for a while Morgan left for his hotel and Jungkook went looking for Taehyung. Seojoon told him he didn't know where he was and the younger was sulking like a baby.

Hours passed and Taehyung was nowhere to be found. Jungkook couldn't concentrate on anything.  He barely held it together during the photoshoot for Calvin Klein Spring-Summer collection, praying it would be over soon and he could search for Taehyung.

Back to his room, his frustration was growing by the minute.

Worried something might have happened to him or even worse. He might have gone to her. Might have given up on him , got tired of being rejected and thought of giving her a chance. That petrified him to the core. He started trembling and he couldn't breathe. Drops of sweat covered his forehead making him feel sticky and dirty.

Pacing back and forth, ruffling his hair, scoffing and cursing, tears made a remarkable appearance in his puffy eyes, venting on his cheeks. Bitting his nails, nibbling his wobbly lips, his heart was racing thinking of the worst scenario.

" He wouldn't go to her.. he's not that stupid..but where is he?" he mumbled to himself. He shouldn't have pushed him over the edge. Rejected him so many times. He overdid it and was having second thoughts. But it wasn't entirely his fault. The plan wasn't even his idea to begin with , however he accepted it. No questions asked. Perhaps because he needed to have some power over him. Torture him and play with his feelings the way  Taehyung did in the past. The only difference was the man had no clue Jungkook was infatuated with him back then. A heavy sigh left his lips amd tne stickiness made him feel dirty.

A nice, warm bath seemed like a good idea to help him get rid of anxiety and stress.

He removed his clothes one by one throwing them on the floor and was about to take off his boxer when the door opened widely with a clack and closed with a bang.

" Taehyung! How did you get in? Where were you? Did you know how worried I was? I thought something bad happened to you! How can you be so irresponsible? Disappearing like that!" He kept blabbering, forgetting he was almost naked till Taehyung proceeded towards him. Eyes blazing dark filled with lust. Lips curving at the corner, decorated with a leer,making them more luscious.

Spontaneously, Jungkook licked his. He recalled having taken all his clothes which meant.. Swinging his head left and right, searching for a piece of clothing to cover his body, he felt a hand stroking his..cock. He panicked. God knows why!  Last night he was doing unspeakable things with Taehyung but at the moment he was shy and embarrassed and wanted to flee!

" Don't even try it!" the older warned him, his warm hand touched and pressed the hard-on." I'm surprised you understood I was missing, making out with your ex."

" I wasn't making out! You misunderstood.Morgan is.." A hushed moan escaped his quavering mouth as he gulped.

" Fuck that Yankee! I don't need to know the dirty details!" he blurred out in anger and his movements became rougher." One thing you must know about me is that I hate sharing. So advise your ex to stop touching you and stay the fuck away!" He emphasized the last four words.

" No..you got this all wrong..let me explain.."

The room roared with a simister laugh." You didn't let me explain so I'm not interested either. Once I'm done with you , you'll know your master and Hobi and the others will be nothing.. I'll ruin you for every man who dares to look at you.. let alone touch you." He leaned forward whispering to his ear." I'll teach your body to respond only to me. Crave my touch. Only my cock will give you pleasure."

Being so close to the man , Jungkook sniffed and the scent of alcohol smashed his nostrils." You're drunk. Taehyung have you been drinking?"

The man moaned at the sensation of his hand on Jungkook's cock, his sweet breath hitting his face. He was turned on. Horny as hell! Needed to have him right fucken now!" I'm drunk for you.."

"Tae stop fooling around! I'm serious!"

" And I'm horny.." he replied boldly, streeling his hand inside the boxer, finally feeling the hardness of the younger 's cock. It gave him a weird satisfaction of power when Jungkook moaned at the sensation." You've been a bad boy and bad boys deserve punishment." He violently tugged the underwear, ripped it apart, threw it away and the force of pulling made Jungkook smash his body on Taehyung's.

" Tae.." he lisped breathlessly, feeling hot and mussy and ready to burst, holding onto his broad shoulders, fisting the soft fabric.

" Get on your knees whore! Open up for me! I need to get my fix."

As if his feet had their own will, Jungkook crawled, got on his knees on the grey carpet in all fours, waiting. He didn't know what to expect but his body and heart were pumping from thrill, to say the least. Taehyung 's vulgar passion, the knowledge it was for him and the striking realisation of the depths of his love ,made it crystal clear the man was honest about his feelings. It wasn't pretending.

He understood it. Last night, when making love he thought he didn't want his sympathy just his lust. Not because he didn't deserve it but because he needed to feel all the aspects of him. His love and affection and jealousy.His passion and lust only to make sure he wasn't driven by pity for his past behaviour. He wasn't feeling sorry for the ' monster ' as he used to call him.

And although Taehyung showed him roughness and aggressiveness he also showered him with the love Jungkook wanted and needed to decide. The way he touched and held him, made love to him were screaming of how cherished  he was.Jungkook possessed and owned all of him. Taehyung was HIS!

He felt his cock turning hard when Taehyung got behind him, knelt on the floor, smacked his ass several times, gliding his tongue between his asscrack slobbering over his anus. His eyes bulged feeling the drenched tongue rimming him. Actually eating him, devouring him, pushing in and making growling sounds.

He flung his head, eyes rolling , bobbing his back, entangled in the web of pure ecstasy. He tried to choke his moans but failed when the man pushed a finger in , then another one, stretching him.

" Yes...fuck..me.. with..your.. fingers..please Taehyung.." he implored feeling his walls clenching around the long fingers.

Tae pulled his fingers out and smacked him again." Not so fast..got other plans." He jumped on his feet, stood in front of Jungkook and seized his hair. His grip tightened while saying." Lick your fingers." Jungkook obeyed without asking why." Push them inside your hole and fuck yourself for me. But don't you dare cum unless I give you permission. Got it?"

The younger gulped, nodded ,touched his twitching hole pushing his trembling fingers in but stopped as his body reacted to the stinging pain, bitting his rose petal lips." It..hurts.."

" Keep fingering yourself! Do it!" Taehyung was cracked up, feeling like he couldn't breathe with his heart ramming against his ribcage. While roaming the city, drowning his sorrow at a bar, imagining Jungkook and his ex doing unspeakable things, he had decided to use sex as a leverage to keep the younger captive. To make him submissive. To show him who the master of his body and soul was.

People think and act stupid when drinking! Taehyung was a perfect example!

The younger shut his eyes to the feeling of humiliation he clearly loved as his fingers were scissoring his hole. The urge to satisfy and obey Taehyung grew stronger, watching the man unzipping his pants, pulling them down to his ankles along with his underwear , unleashing his throbbing cock. Strings of precum dripping on his face and  cheeks were bombed with the thick, hard cock. He stuck out his tongue and licked and washed the moist tip, wanting nothing more than to suck the hell out of it ,drooling.

" I knew you were a sucker for cocks, whore." he scoffed on the lewd expression on Jungkook 's face. He knew he loved it. He could tell." Need your mouth around my cock. Suck me off till I cum and I'm all dry up." He stuffed his dick inside the widely opened mouth, chattering his throat, choking him.

The satisfaction he felt when Jungkook's moans and growls warmed his dick was

exhilarating! His thrusts sharp, deep and rough smashing his throat bringing him to the verge of a massive orgasm. He tamed his urge to cum because he wasn't done yet.

" Use your other hand to jack off." His blant demand puzzled the younger. How was he suppose to do that? His knees could barely hold him.

Without pulling out his fingers or releasing  Taehyung 's hard-on,he straightened his upper body, supporting on his legs and knees, reached out and grabbed his aching cock, stroking and tugging it. The pleasure was exhilaratin..and escalating to the point Jungkook was faltering between reality and fantasy. Taehyung 's swollen balls hitting his jaw. The redolent, musky scent of his body driving him crazy with craving and love while bobbing his head to offer him pleasure.

" You're fucked from every hole..I know you love it..the same way I love you..no boundaries..no fake morality.." He kept thrashing in his mouth, hands clutched on the younger 's hair,watching Jungkook abusing his anus , shaking and panging and squishing the same way he was fucking his mouth. Sensing he was about to cum, he tugged out, plunged in a couple of times, arched his back, jammed his hair tightly, pushing in , hitting his throat and with a loud growl he shot his load to the deepest ends of him. He didn't pull out but continued to release his seed in massive spurs.

When he finally had enough he freed his mouth making a sloppy popping sound and scrunching down to his face, all flustered and scorching he kissed him aggressively, swirling his tongue to taste himself. Interrupting the kiss , his eyes gorged the magnificent sight of Jungkook battling to hold his orgasm.

" Can I?" he lisped breathlessly, panting.

" What love?"

" Can I cum...please? It hurts.."

" No." he replied viciously with a bit of mockery." That's your punishment for letting another man touch you." He got up, pulled up his boxer and pants zipped them and held his jaw." Don't you dare touch yourself when I'm gone. Tonight in my suite after dinner. Your punishment isn't over."

With that he turned around and walked out the door, leaving behind a needy Jungkook,all flushed and shaky and painfully hard about to erupt. He squeezed his cock but Taehyung's order flashed his mind. As much as he wanted to cum he had to wait for permission..and that erotic game between them made the waiting worthwhile.

The younger collapsed on the carpet trying to catch his breath. He was beaming like a fool looking forward to tonight. He intended to tell him everything, clear the misunderstandings and finally admit what he was hiding in his heart for years.

Tonight..

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Things didn't go as planned of course due to Morgan's sudden and unexpected arrival the same night. Jungkook was certain Taehyung would get mad jealous  and jump to conclusions,seeing him there and Morgan was all clingy and touchy like he was doing it on purpose. It made Jungkook doubt his real intentions yet again he often had the tendency of overreacting , perhaps this was the case here and wasn't objective when it came to Tae and their mess.

They had dinner at the hotel restaurant with Seojoon and Bogum but Taehyung never showed up. The younger was worried sick he might got the wrong idea and ruin everything ,huffing and puffing, frequently nibbling his lips, sticking his head out checking at the entrance  for him and his appetite was long gone, barely touching his food.

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Taehyung had appeared, seen Morgan glued to Jungkook laughing and small talking, his hand wrapped around  Jungkook 's arms , went bananas , lost it and stormed out, heading to the bar at the other side of the luxurious hotel.They wouldn't miss him anyway! Who would know he was missing ? Jungkook was so preoccupied with Morgan, he was having a blast! Why would he troubled his mind thinking of him? Who was to him?

He sat at the bar drowning his misery in tones of whiskey, balling his fists, occasionally banging the counter mumbling to himself, scaring the bartender who flinched every time.

Fuck his goddamn luck!

He had specifically ordered him not to let other men touch him and he was doing exactly the opposite. Was he seeking attention? Wasn't his enough? How long would he have to complete others? How long would he sustain sharing Jungkook or not having him? He tousled his hair, grumbling then rested his chin on the bar raising his glass trying ,for some bazaar reason , to see through it with a snort.

He had lost.

He had lost Jungkook.

Not that he was his to begin with.

You can't lose someone you've never had.

His jealousy was had reached another level to the point he was hallucinating. In his blurry, foggy mind Jungkook was sitting next to him, smiling as if nothing happened.

" Wh-hy? Why.. can't..you..lov- love me..baby?" he lisped hiccuping, gulping another shot of whiskey feeling tipsy snd giddy and light. Like he was drooping." Why? Why.. is..it..so..hard Kookie..my Kookie..mine..only mine.." He hit the glass on his chest, spilling a few drops .Another set of hiccups panged his body and his stomach was stirring and head was spinning and he wanted to throw up. He swang his hand to the bartender for another drink and the man poured him , saying it was the last one.

Taehyung having no control on his body and totally wasted swigged it off , allowing  it to burn his throat, until his head collapsed on the bar, breaking the glass in his hands.

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Morgan left and Jungkook immediately run to Taehyung's suite banging the door with his fists while the others were scanning the hotel in search for Taehyung.

" Tae open the door please! Open! Don't do this to me!" No reply. He kept banging it until his hands hurt. He leaned forward , his forehead touching the surface, pouting." Please.. where the hell are you?" He felt a hand tapping his back.

Turning around he saw Bogum." Have you found him?" he asked in frantic., steeped in worry.

" Seojoon did. He's at the bar..drunk."

Wasting no time, he run down the stairs and panting reached the entrance of the bar, where he saw Seojoon supporting a wasted Taehyung, trying to keep him on his feet. He marched to their side, touching and caressing the man's face that was hanging  low to make sure he was ok.

" How drunk is he?"

" Way too much for his resilience. He's got zero tolerance to liquor."he rushed to say, gripping the man tighter as he was slipping." It won't take long before he starts throwing up. And with the medication he's been taking alcohol is forbidden."

" Fool! You crazy fool! Won't you ever grow up?"Jungkook cursed through clenched teeth, boiling in anger for his plain stupidity. Getting himself drunk for nothing! Risking his health for a misunderstanding. If he wasn't so worried he would have killed him with his bare hands!

" Jungkook help me get him up." Seojoon's words interrupted the scolding in his mind.

" Hyung, leave him to me. Order black coffee and send it to his suite."

Seojoon flinched hearing the word 'hyung' from the younger. He had never called him before and subconsciously it brought tears to his eyes.

" You called me hyung." His voice sweetened being too emotional.

Jungkook hadn't planned to say it. It simply came out naturally. Maybe because his heart mellowed and his resentment for the past had cooled down. Or perhaps because he recognised the considerable changes in his character and appreciated his honesty.

" I'm sorry..I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." Seojoon hurriedly stated, supporting Taehyung 's head from falling, by resting it on his shoulder blade.

" You don't! I'm honoured to be your hyung, Jungkook..I know it's not the right place or time but please forgive me for how I treated you. There's no excuse for the things we put you through.. for everything you had to endure because of us." Taehyung made a growling sound and coughed, muttering incoherently and shaking his head. His scuzzy hair covered his forehead and eyes and his mouth was drooling. Jungkook wasn't sure if he wanted to kiss or kill him, looking so vulnerable and cute.

The younger cut in with a closed mouth smile." I'm glad you changed, hyung and see things differently.Now give me my idiot before he starts throwing up here."

Seojoon laughed and his face lit up."Are you sure you can handle this idiot? He's heavy and stoned."

" I'm a strong man, hyung."

The reassurance brought a cheerful smile on Seojoon's mouth."He's all yours." Carefully he unwrapped Taehyung 's hand from around his neck, Jungkook took his place holding his left arm tightly above his shoulder and his other hand hooked on his waist to prevent him from falling. The man a few feet taller than him and weighing significantly more than him,whined and Jungkook squeezed his teeth and dragged him to the elevator.

" I'll send coffee." Seojoon shouted and Jungkook replied straight away.

" Thanks hyung."

Inside the lift, Taehyung stirred in his place, moving his hand up and down, laughing and crying , calling his name.  " "Jungkook..mmmm..Jungkooooookie..Kooooookie." he shouted in rhythm.

" Tae stay still please." he orded strictly,hoping he would eventually stop moving and make it easier on him. It was bad enough he was twice his size, stirring wasn't helping.

Taehyung was so boozed up he kept stirring and  squirming and twitching his hand." I..ha-hate..that..Yankee..hate..him.. hate..him.." He raised his hand, pointing his finger at the lift buttons." Stay.. away.. don't." He hiccuped but continued." Don't..tou-touch..my..man.." he chuckled and scoffed.

" Tae be quite. Stop shouting !Don't get me started, you big goof!" He readjusted his position , holding his waist and shushing him. Taehyung mimicked his act and burst out laughing.

The elevator door opened , Jungkook carried him to his suit practically slogging his feet, got in, reached the bed and threw him on. He touched his heart , pounding in his chest and inhaled deeply." You're a heavy..idiot." His arm muscles were hurting and made circular moves with his head to get rid of the stiffness.

The man had half his body,from head to the waist, on the bed, his legs on the floor. Giggling after three attempts to sit upright and with Jungkook's help he sat on his butt. Having lost touch with reality and his surroundings he raised his hand.

" Hey..get..me.. another..one."

Jungkook facepalmef himself shaking his head." Enough drinking tonight. This ain't the bar."

Taehyung felt a sudden suffocation and heat wrapping his body so his fingers began unbuttoning his shirt wricking alcohol but he was out of it ,he ended up ripping it and throwing it on the bed, practically fighting with it!

His stomach was lining, feeling nauseous and that indigestion was killing him. His hand shut his mouth ready to vomit and he sensed two strong arms holding him and dragging him somewhere.

Sitting on the cold floor, hugging the toilet he threw up a couple of times, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand coughing.

Jungkook left him in the bathroom to open the door and get the coffee from the waiter. He placed it on the bedside table and returned to check on Tae. He found him lying on the floor and taking a sharp breath cursing his luck and the older , somehow managed to bring him back to the room and sit him on the bed.

He grabbed the cup of coffee , forcefully opened his mouth, despite his whining and made him take a few sips.

Taehyung turned his head to the side making a disgusted pout." Too..bitter.. don't.. wanna..drink..get..some.. booze.."

That's it! Jungkook lost his patience!" No more booze for you mister. Not tonight not ever! Open your fucken mouth and drink!"

The older hummed and drunk it all in small sips , nagging.When he finally finished he felt a sudden coldness. Jungkook had put a cold, wet towel on his forehead and sat next to him. His hand behind Taehyung 's back so he wouldn't fall over.

Twenty minutes passed and Tae felt a bit better. The room was still spinning but not like before. His stomach was in better shape and the trembling was gone.

" Thanks for taking care of me. You can go now. Your friend might be looking for you." His voice firm and cold, his gaze stuck on the wall like he lacked in strength to face him.

" Stubborn mule. Morgan left and I'm staying here." he answered back in the same tone.

" I don't want you here."

" Too bad. I'm staying."

" Jungkook leave."

" No. You're in no condition to be alone."

Taehyung banged his hand on the mattress, stooping over." For once do as you're told. Don't need or want your pity. I got drunk I'll deal with it."

" I don't pity you Taehyung. I'm worried about you." And it was true. The idea of something happening to him was driving him crazy.

Taehyung rubbed his jaw sighing heavily as he abruptly jumped on his feet, got dizzy, almost losing  his balance but managed to stand up, touching the wall,straightening his posture.

" Get out! Go back to your lover! At least one of them cause it looks like there a big queue of them running around. You don't seem to have a problem making out with men and jumping from one bed to the other. You obviously like variety! So go back to your Yankee or Hobi or that singer or whoever gives you attention. I'm done! I'm over! You hate me! I get it now! Whatever I say or do hits a brick wall! Go fuck with them! Go fuck them all for all I care !"He was a bear with a sore head blowing a fuse. Eyes bulging out, lips pressed, fists balled snd Jungkook could have sworn he saw smoke coming out of his ears.

He was no better! The unfair accusations thrown at him, the unreasonable treatment, the doubts about his morality, the possibility of losing him for a misunderstanding had him shocked and the words he wanted to say wouldn't come out. He was unsure if he wanted to punch him or defend himself. He was a bundle of nerves on the verge of storming out and disappearing for ever!

" I don't sleep around. I don't fuck with everyone who gives me attention. Morgan is my ex. I didn't invite him here but I couldn't be rude and tell him to fuck off. And now you know how it feels to see the person you love making out or fucking with others. It hurts, doesn't it? It eats you alive. It angers you. Disappoints you. Makes you wonder what he has that you don't. " He stood up, facing him. Hands swinging left and right.

" Really? You slept with me and cheated on Hobi. You could easily fuck with Morgan and cheat on both of us! You love cocks! You can't get enough of them!" he threw at him, mad and angry and upset and hurt.

Jungkook 's hand landed on his left cheek again and again revealing his disgustion and rage  with Taehyung not moving an inch only his head tossing to the side from the blow.

" Shut up! Stop talking! Stop insulting me asshole! You don't get to judge me! You know nothing about me, my life and my feelings." He jabbed his finger onto his chest.God knows how much he controlled himself from crying but he wouldn't give him the satisfaction. His gaze threw daggers at the older yet he wasn't entirely innocent.

He brought this upon himself executing this stupid plan and pretending to be something he wasn't. Caught up in his own web of lies and deception. Creating false impressions because he wanted to teach him a lesson disregarding the consequences. Spending valuable time hurting both of them instead of cherishing every single moment in his arms. It was time to give him the benefit of the doubts.Jungkook was almost certain a dark secret was hiding behind Taehyung's bad behaviour in the past.

Yoongi had told him how cheerful ,kind, extrovert and bubbly Tae was as a child. It was the first thing that drew him to the older. The image of a happy boy running and trying to catch butterflies in the park, his mum shouting to be careful,was always in Jungkook's eyes when looking at him. That boy was still inside him seeking the opportunity to emerge.

" I know enough to understand you're a cheater. Flirting. Playing hard to get  then spreading your legs to everyone who looks at you. Using your beauty and hot body to lure and trap men."

" You've got a lot of nerve accusing me  Taehyung. You're no better!You're a bully. You hurt people different from you. Mocking them. Terrifying them. Hitting and abusing them for fun.Like they are fucken toys for your personal amusement." The words,his thoughts and feelings came gushing out. The sorrow he was suppressing for years was seeking a way out. A form of liberation." Have you ever thought how I felt when you made fun of me? Called me a freak? Tried to rape me? No! Of course not! You were too busy fucking girls and laughing at me with your friends."

" Jungkook.."

" Shut up Taehyung!" He needed to get them out of his chest.He wouldn't tolerate shadows between them. Not if they wanted to built a life together and be happy.

"You..broke me. You turned me into an emotionally crippled boy, afraid of physical touch, I shut down completely. Refused to eat.. spent months of sleepless nights shaking from fear and anger..lost interest in life feeling worthless and helpless and inadequate. I felt like a monster Taehyung but mostly unworthy of love..your love because that's all that mattered to me." He let out a bitter chuckle." I stayed in that school to be humiliated and bullied just for you..to be able to see you even from a distance. My stupid heart fell in love with you the moment I laid eyes on you..and all I got in return was hate and resentment.. until that day.." His voice was shaking recalling the experience that scared him." You didn't help me. You didn't stop them. You were indifferent to what they were doing to me..it hurt me more than their disgusting touches. It was a red flag for me. I had no choice but to disappear for my own good and finally realise I would never look human in your eyes.. you'd never love me."

Taehyung approached him, raising his hand to caress his cheek but Jungkook stepped back. He wasn't ready. " Baby I'm so sorry.."

" Hush! I'm talking." He inhaled deeply before continuing." In New York I finally got help..I faced my demons and decided to forget about you. Erase you from my mind and heart. The change in my appearance made me wanted. Attracted men boosting my self confidence..Wild partying, flirting, dating was part of the new me. I explored aspects of me I didn't know I had." He laughed." This tattoo and the piercings the result of wild nights partying and drinking nonstop just to get you out of my system and convince myself I was over you.. I could live without you..I tried Taehyung..I really tried to let you go but this stupid, idiotic, vulnerable heart was still beating for you..and you were carefree, leaving your life, getting engaged. And I lost hope but I still loved you even more than before.." There he had said it. He had poured out his heart and confessed.

Enough is enough! Things that needed to be said were said! No more games. Fuck the plan! Fuck his ego! Fuck everything!This ended now!

Giving him no time to react, he grabbed his neck, pulling him closer and attacking his lips, kissing him aggressively and passionately and hungrily, pouring his love in such a simple act hoping Taehyung would finally understand the depth of his love.

However  the man was confused and God smacked, his brain trying to process what the hell was going on.

Jungkook had confessed!

Admitted he loved him!

His dream came true!

His Jungkook loved him!

Was it a dream? Was he so intoxicated he was hallucinating? The kiss, him in his arms was an evidence it was real.

Jungkook slit his lips using his tongue to plunge in and taste him. Tongue twirling, reaching his throat, teeth bitting and nibbling, sucking the air. Hands gripping on his ass, their cocks grinding against eachother and moans mixed with growls arousing them.

The younger after intense, mind-blowing kissing released his lips, rubbing his nose on the older's jaw.

" What are you doing?" Reasonable question from Taehyung's part." We need to talk..I need to tell you.."

" No more talking. I'm claiming what's mine Kim. I haven't gotten my.. punishment yet..and I need it .Shut up and give it to me." Pushing him on the bed he unzipped his jeans, got rid of them, climbed on top of him, legs to each side of the man's thighs and his teeth pulled down his black boxers.

" Jungkook..what..the hell.."

One lustful, lewd look from the younger, licking his strawberry, plump lips seductively was enough to make him choke on his saliva.

" I'm gonna fuck on your cock Taehyung.."