Taehyung awoke early the next morning, eyes opening with a jolt as he turned off his alarm. It was a couple hours before he typically got up, but he had a special reason today.

He was going to video chat with Jungkook.

It was seven in the morning where he was, meaning it was nine at night back home. Excited and eager, Taehyung propped himself up and held his phone in front of him as it rang.

Suddenly, Jungkook's face filled the screen and Taehyung broke out into a smile.

"Baby," he breathed.

Jungkook smiled. "Tae. God, I miss you so much."

"I miss you, too," Taehyung responded, still smiling as he studied every inch of his boyfriend's face. "I'll be home soon."

"How's the tour been so far? Are you eating enough and getting enough sleep?"

Jungkook continued to ask him questions about the trip until he was all caught up. He nodded intently as Taehyung explained some of his favorite interviews so far and laughed at some of the mishaps he had.

"How's practice been?" Taehyung asked after sharing everything from his end. "I wish I could be there to help."

"It's been good. Tough, but good. I'm even working on a new song and dance," Jungkook revealed, his eyes lighting up. "I'm really excited for it."

The younger's happiness extended to Taehyung. "I'm so happy for you, Kook. What's your song about?"

Jungkook shook his head, smiling smugly to himself. "Not telling."

"Please?" Taehyung pouted, making his eyes big and sad.

"You're gonna have to wait, Tae," Jungkook said, stretching his free arm above his head.

Taehyung's eyes honed in on the action. "Wait. Hold your phone further away."

Jungkook's eyes twinkled as he obeyed, slowly pulling his phone away from his face.

"Fuck, baby. Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" Taehyung murmured, raking over the younger's naked and defined chest. "You know what that does to me?"

"I just got out of the shower when you called," Jungkook explained, panning the phone down his stomach. He bit his lip to refrain from laughing as Taehyung swore again.

He continued, "Tell me what this does to you, Tae."

"It makes me want you. Makes me want to touch you so badly," Taehyung said huskily, his voice saying each word slow and intentionally.

Jungkook groaned at his words, closing his eyes briefly as he imagined Taehyung's hands on him.

"Put your hand on your chest, baby," the elder ordered, his body beginning to warm up. "Softly drag your fingers over and around your pecs."

"Okay," Jungkook breathed, following Taehyung's instructions and letting his hand dance over his chest. He saw his boyfriend's eyes get darker as he traced the movement.

"How does that feel?"

The younger lightened his touch so it was barely there, a whisper of movement over his skin. "Nice. Though I wish it was you."

Taehyung chuckled darkly. "I wish it was me too, baby. But I'll help make you feel good now. You're going to do exactly what I say without question. Do you understand?"

Jungkook released a small moan, loving this side of Taehyung. "Yes. I understand."

"Set your phone somewhere so I can see all of you."

There was some blurry movement on the screen as the younger figured out the best set up on his side. Taehyung leaned his own phone against a lamp on the nightstand, wanting to be hands free as well.

Jungkook came back into frame, his whole body on display as he sat in an armchair in their bedroom. He wore nothing but tight, fitted briefs. Taehyung barely resisted the urge to palm himself, but wanted to wait as long as possible.

"Lightly touch your abs with one hand while you toy with your nipples with the other," Taehyung said, his stomach clenching as he watched the younger's hands.

Jungkook threw his head back against the chair and closed his eyes, enjoying both the feeling and Taehyung's eyes on him. He thought about how hard the elder must be getting and it made him moan.

"That's right baby," Taehyung ground out. "I want to hear you when something feels good. Now, rub your thighs with both your hands. But do not touch your cock."

Jungkook listened and ran his hands over his exposed thighs. His fingertips rose high on the inside of his legs, but avoided grazing where he wanted to touch most.

"I love your body, Kook. I love watching you feel yourself. If I was there, I'd be touching your thighs just like that as I settled in between your legs."

The younger bit his lip harshly as he pictured Taehyung kneeling before him, the thought making him harder.

"I'd run my fingers underneath the band of your underwear, teasing you by not pulling the fabric down."

Jungkook mirrored the elder's words, his hand barely creeping under the waistband of his briefs.

Taehyung's lips parted as he watched him. "My other hand would slide over your covered cock, squeezing and rubbing until you begged me to touch you directly."

Finally able to touch himself, the younger sighed in relief as his hand palmed his dick through the material. He opened his eyes to find Taehyung had taken off his own shirt and a hand was pushed under his sweats.

"Not fair," Jungkook grumbled. "I want to see you."

"You want to see me touching myself, baby?" Taehyung repeated, his grip tightening around his length.

"Please," the younger bit out, his hand squeezing tighter as he anticipated a naked Taehyung.

The elder removed his pants and resumed pleasuring himself.

Jungkook whimpered at the sight, bucking his hips as he kept his gaze locked on the boy's hand. "Tae . . . can I do that too? Please?"

Taehyung rubbed a finger over his tip, moaning. "Okay, baby. Take off your underwear."

No time was wasted as Jungkook rolled the material off of him. He flung them to the side and his hand instantly wrapped around his bare cock.

"Look at you, Kook. So beautiful," Taehyung murmured, watching the younger edge closer and closer to his climax.

"Tae," Jungkook whined at his words, their softness making him feel so incredibly loved.

"Go grab a towel, baby."

Jungkook's eyes widened. "But -"

"Do what I say without question, remember?" Taehyung prompted.

The younger bolted from the chair and out of frame as he followed Taehyung's demand. The elder slowed his hand, trying to delay the inevitable.

"Now what?" Jungkook asked, stepping into the frame once more. Or, more correctly, his lower half coming into the frame.

"Such a tease," Taehyung said, even more heat pooling in his stomach. "Grab a pillow and put the towel over it. I want you on your stomach, hips against the pillow."

Jungkook hastily turned the camera to point towards the bed and practically flung himself down in the correct position.

"Now hump the pillow until you come."

Taehyung was almost drooling as he watched Jungkook frantically rubbing his cock against the pillow. His hips moved fast, causing his muscular ass to flex with each thrust.

"I miss you so fucking much, baby," Taehyung moaned. "I can't wait until I can hold you again."

"Tae," Jungkook said sharply, thrusting one final time.

The view of Jungkook coming undone was the elder's own undoing. He came in his hand with a loud grunt, slowly pumping himself as he rode out his orgasm.

Jungkook looked to be passed out, splayed over the bed and pillow, face buried in the covers.

"Baby?" Taehyung questioned, wondering if he was asleep.

A soft groan muffled by the bed sounded.

The elder laughed. "Go to sleep, Kook."

Jungkook remained unmoving, so Taehyung figured he did actually pass out. He watched him for a moment, soaking him in before he started his overscheduled day.

"I love you, Kookie. Dream of me."

He ended the call with a smile.

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