As soon as Taehyung entered the mansion, loud chatter and booming music filled his ears, just like he had imagined. "Sober" by BigBang was played loudly, the beat pulsating through his whole body.

The place was packed with people, no one even noticing he was coming through. As he forced himself through the room he held Jimin's shoulders to not accidentally get seperated from him.

When they got to a lonelier space, the redhead turned around to face him. "Damn, this is a good one. I haven't been to parties in a long time, amazing." He beamed, the blonde smiling awkwardly.

"We should have a drink. I'll ask if you can have orange juice or something, you don't seem like you'd drink alcohol." Taehyung nodded, relieved that his friend would let him go a bit... less harder.

So, the redhead grabbed his wrist and they stood in front of a small bar.

"I'll talk to the bartender."

After Jimin spoke a few incoherent words with the presumably older bartender behind the counter, he got two cups pressed into his small hands. He gave one of these to Taehyung, still beaming. "They didn't have orange juice, sadly. But I got you some lemonade." Gratefully, he grabbed the cup and gulped it down in one go.

Loud, packed places always got him extremely thirsty.

So, as he drank his alcohol-free drink, he let his eyes roam around the place and the people here. Surprisingly enough, he could see a few people staring at him and checking him out, mostly guys.

Do they think I'm a girl? Oh no, it must be the off-shoulder top. Or the make-up. Shit, I hope they don't talk to me.

Jimin saw his nervous glances as he chugged down his alcoholic drink. "Hey, don't be nervous. Drunk dudes checking you out is a good thing but unless you wanna do something, nothing will happen," he whispered into his ear between two chugs.

The blonde smiled at him gratefully, feeling much safer as he realized that his friend was with him.

But as he looked around a bit more, he saw something familiar.

Two eyes.

Staring right at him.

As if they were trying to stare right into his soul.

Those eyes belonged to no one else but Jeon Jungkook. The absolutely last person he wanted to see here today.

"Fuck..."

Taehyung accidentally made the mistake of looking back and staring at him for a while.

He looked good, very good. The all-black attire wasn't something he had seen very often but holy fucking shit did he look good.

After he realized what he was doing, he quickly retracted his gaze and stared into his now empty cup with big eyes. What if Jungkook had caught him staring? They couldn't be friends anymore, right?

Taehyung made the stupid mistake of glancing at him again and came to realize that he was coming closer.

And he panicked.

"Shit, Jimin! Jungkook's here! Get me away from here!" The redhead looked at him with an eyebrow cocked, unfazed.

"Oh, it's gonna be fine. He's not gonna see you anyways."

"You don't understand! He's coming right here!," he whisper-shouted stabbing his index finger into Jimin's muscly forearm.

"Oh, cool. Oh my god, it's my babe! Tae, my girlfriend is here, I'll leave you alone for a sec, have fun and don't do anything sinful!," he spoke cheerfully and winked, leaving his cup on the counter and rushing away.

Taehyung's panic grew more and mote from second to second, his heartbeat was at an unnaturally fast pace right now.

Fucking damn it, Jimin. How fucking much did he drink?! I thought he was gonna keep me safe!

Much to his dismay, Jungkook walked closer and closer, until he was only a few feet away from him. And even closer.

And eventually he got so close that he was standing right in front of him. Right. In. Front. Of. Him.

Taehyung internally panicked, he could feel his soul painfully leave his body and he stood up and planned on running away from the raven-haired boy but it was too late.

He felt a strong grip around his wrist that pulled him out of his chair and dragged him along with the one that initiated it. Which was Jungkook.

All he could do is shriek at the powerful force and try yank his wrist out of the other's grip but of course, he wasn't powerful enough. He was caught extremely off guard.

What the hell was happening right now?

"What the hell-- Jungkook! Let me go!," he wailed, not knowing if the younger boy could even hear him since the BigBang members' loud voices drowned out any kind of sound that he produced.

So, with his heart pounding excessively, Taehyung had no choice but to let himself get dragged further and further, until the ravenette heaved him into an empty bedroom.

There, Taehyung quickly freed himself from Jungkook's bruising grip and looked at him in disbelief. "What the hell?," he asked, his voice shrill and alarmed.

The sound was definetely way clearer now, although 'Sober' was still playing and the song could definetely still be heard very well.

"What are you doing here?," the younger boy asked instead of answering.

Taehyung scoffed. "Wow. You dragged me all the way here just to ask me this? Jimin told me to go with him because apparently I'd have fun. And what are you doing here? Your mom told you not to go to any parties anymore, don't you remember?"

Jungkook shrugged.

"She was actually the one who suggested it." The blonde rolled his eyes and forced a smile on his face.

"Okay, cool. Now that we got that sorted, I'm leaving. Goodbye, Jungkook." He put his hand on the door handle and was about to push it down when the ravenette suddenly grabbed his wrist once again and pulled him away.

Taehyung was definetely starting to panic when he locked the door and yanked him towards the bed, forcing him to take a seat.

"Why do you look so scared? It's just me," he spoke, clearly confused as to why he was panicking.

"Seriously? You drag me into an empty bedroom, prevent me from leaving, lock the door and force me on a bed. And you're asking me why I look scared?" He crossed his legs and leaned back, glaring at Jungkook. He still had to admit that his heart was going crazy, though.

"I want to ask you something."

Taehyung bit his lower lip in anxiety. He didn't have a good feeling about this. Not at all.

"Ask ahead."

"How did you fall in love with me? Please tell me everything." He couldn't believe his own ears and just gaped at him.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Please, I want to know." The blonde boy scoffed, wanting to do nothing more than to jump up and run the hell away. Or to cry.

"You want me to humiliate myself even more? I am not doing this."

He lifted himself off the bed and was about to walk when he felt Jungkook prevented him from doing so again, this time pressing him down onto the mattress by grabbing his shoulders.

"Taehyung, just-- fuck, just tell me. And stop trying to escape, we both know I'm stronger than you." Now he sounded desperate.

You fucking jerk, the older boy thought and pressed his lips into a thin line, stopping his attemps of escaping and signalling Jungkook to let go with a passive aggressive jerk of his head, the younger boy letting go nervously.

"So... It started about when Bora cheated on you." His voice sounded calm and a little shaky, his hands fiddling around in his lap.

And as if on cue, the background song changed into a sweet, romantic one. 'Stay With Me' by Chanyeol and Punch.

He inhaled deeply, letting the emotional music flow through him.

"I kept thinking about how much better you deserved than her and somehow, I started thinking that maybe I could be that person. It was just a stupid little thought and I thought I'd be able to just brush it off, but sadly I couldn't.

"So then, I started seeing you differently. When you initiated skinship, it made me nervous. When you talked about girls, it made me feel unpleasant. I slowly started seeing you more as a potential boyfriend than as a best friend. When you practised confessing to Chaeyoung on me, my heart was beating really fastly.

"It just started off as a simple little crush but as time passed, instead of wearing off, it got stronger and stronger. When we saw that horror movie, I think that's when I completely stopped seeing you as a friend. And when I came out to you, you were being so accepting and sweet, that's when I fell in love with you. All my emotions went overboard.

"I tried to stop it many countless times but no matter what, even when we got seperated, even when Mark started hitting on me, even when we fought, it was always you. That feeling I get when I'm with you, I could never get it with anyone else. No matter how hard I try, I don't think falling out in love with you is possible. It's been so long, I've fallen way too deep. I'm sorry."

Taehyung, who had kept his head down the whole time while explaining, finally lifted his head and jerked back slightly when he saw Jungkook watching him intensely.

"Why have you never told me any of this?"

He scoffed.

"Why do you think? Because it would've ruined our friendship? You're my best friend, from since I was a toddler. You think of me as a brother and you're straight. Now tell me, why in the world would I tell--"

He got cut off. But not by words, by something else.

He felt a hand grab the back of his head. And then he felt lips.

On his lips.

Jungkook was kissing him. Right here, right now. For real. It wasn't a dream.

Panicking and with his heart literally combusing, he quickly broke the kiss while gasping shakily. He didn't know what to do or how to react, he just simply felt lost. As if he were in some unknown galaxy. "J-Jungkook, what--"

"I am so not straight." The other's voice was breathy and smooth, smoother than butter.

And that was when Taehyung felt his lips getting claimed once again.

His lips were quite soft, with a fresh taste of mint. The way they collided with his own was not too harsh and not too sloppy. It was exactly perfect, as if Jungkook's lips were made for him. And Taehyung felt the butterflies rumble inside his tummy again. Only this time, it was as if they were having a literal firework party.

And that's when he kissed back with all his might, making the younger tilt his head for better access and move his free hand towards Taehyung's back to pull him closer. The blonde put his hands on Jungkook's neck to stabilize himself, closing his eyes to enjoy this feeling of pure euphoria and bliss.

And again, and again, and again, and again, their lips kept colliding and the both of them kept relishing this act of pure passion, every single part of their bodies heating up by the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy and ardour.

And just as they were about to stop, the song changed again. This time, a sultry, sensual song, 'Want' by Taemin, filled the speakers and laid the whole house in a completely new atmosphere-- an atmosphere of intensity, rapture and... lust.

With the slow and enticing beats setting their moods into a more needful one, neither of them wanted to stop the act. Both of them craved something more, something they both couldn't describe.

Jungkook's hands moved towards Taehyung's waist and gripped it tightly, the latter lifting his legs off the floor and bringing them onto the bed to face the boy opposite to him.

Soon, he felt himself get pulled even closer and snaked his arms around the ravenette's neck to feel even closer to him.

He didn't know what he was doing. But he also didn't care.

Their act of passion reached an even higher level of intensity as their tongues included themselves and started dancing around in each other's heated mouths.

Wanting to feel the older boy even closer, Jungkook slid his hands to the back of his thighs to lift him up and set him onto his lap, the other complying and wrapping his legs around the ravenette's waist to minimize the already small proximity between them.

Now, Jungkook started roaming his hands around Taehyung's whole body, the latter breathing heavily and letting out quiet whimpers because it simply felt so good.

He started to move his hands too, into the other's hair, caressing his shoulders, his chest, everywhere.

Things took a whole another turn when the younger boy flipped their positions around so that the older boy was sprawled on the mattress and he was now hovering over him.

Jungkook, feeling absolutely needy, now broke the kiss and moved his lips across his jawline, to his neck area, kissing and even sucking the skin.

It took twenty seconds and two very unholy sounds for Taehyung to realize what the hell he was actually doing. Feeling overwhelmed by all the powerful emotions raging inside him, he pushed Jungkook off with all his strength, as good as it felt and as much as he actually wanted to continue. He fought the little demon inside him that urged him to continue, no matter the risks.

He panted with his eyes widened, his hair messy and his swollen, glossy lips parted. "I-I'm sorry... I need to g-go."

He weaseled his way up from under the younger boy and ran away as quickly as he could, not looking back even once.

(A/N: umm... something i had planned ever since i've started this book...

this might be the climax of the story,,, and after 45 chapters they finally kissed?

soo just so you know i have no idea how any of this stuff works so excuse my weird ass writing by trying to describe the situation, not to mention the fact that i am extremely shy and kinda embarrassed about this topic since i am only 15

as for doing the deed, as a whole ass lesbian i have literally no idea how dicks work or what to do with them so i'm guessing that's something i will not be able to write since i need imagination to write and, well, dicks make me wanna hurl fskfjkeks sorry

this is my first time writing about such uNhOlY things and emotions so... yeah... i'm sorry butttt i still hope you liked it :))

i love you guys💜💜)