Later that day, Taehyung and Jungkook were, once again, cuddling. In Jungkook's bedroom.

"...Jungkookie, I made a new friend today," the blonde rambled excitedly, nuzzling his head into the other's neck.

"He's so cute!"

At that, Jungkook immediately turned to him with a little frown on his face.

"Cuter than your boyfriend?"

Worry was displayed in his eyes. Was Taehyung going to leave him someday? For some cute guy? What if he would?

"Hmm. Maybe," the older teased, laughing cutely but stopping as he saw his boyfriend pouting. As an apology, he pecked his lips quickly.

"I'm sorry. I was joking, no one is cuter than you." And suddenly, Jungkook's face lit up again.

"Oh yes, you are." Taehyung rolled his eyes playfully.

"Lies, you are." The ravenette shook his head profusely, his fluffy hair slightly bouncing at the wild movements.

"No, you."

"No, you!"

The two of them kept going on and on which resulted in them having a tickle fight and breaking out in laughter as they pushed each other around and tried to find each other's most ticklish spots.

"J-Jungkook-- s-stop," the blonde boy forced out between a harsh fit of giggles, trying to pry off the other's hands that were currently tickling his belly aggressively.

The ravenette tilted his head and kept going, a devilish grin on his face.

"And what if I don't want to?"

Taehyung tried to wriggle himself out of his grip, still giggling.

"I-I'll kick your balls and ruin your potential future children," he mewled, finally succeeding in escaping his lover's excessive tickling and panting heavily, throwing himself on top of him and looking into his eyes in attempt to appear as threatening.

"No need for future children when we can always adopt," the ravenette spoke softly, booping his nose with a soft smile.

"That just totally didn't make sense. You mean biological children," Taehyung answered, laughing softly.

"Yes, you're right," Jungkook smiled.

"I want to tickle your tummy again," he confessed, his eyes big and round.

The blonde internally cooed, pinching the other's cheek.

"You're so cute. But no, thank you." He pinched Jungkook's other cheek aswell, laughing at the defeated expression on his face.

"Then can I at least touch? Or lay my head on it? I love your tummy, it's so soft," he begged, trying his best to show convincing puppy eyes.

"Fine. But no tickling or I might get a cardiac arrest," the older gave in, lifting his shirt so his soft tummy was on display.

Silently cheering, Jungkook pushed him onto the bed gently and laid his head on it, sighing in content.

Taehyung gasped when he felt the ravenette press a kiss on the soft skin.

"I swear-- this is weird. I feel like I'm pregnant. I'm not, right?"

Jungkook laughed, slightly shifting.

"I don't think that would be biologically possible, baby. I think we'd know. Besides, we haven't done anything close to that yet." He shifted again so that their eyes could meet each other.

"Anyways, let's talk about your new friend. Do you have a picture of him? I need to check if he's... competition." At that, Taehyung let out a laugh of disbelief.

"You're jealous? Of him?" He smiled widely, his mouth forming into an endearing, rectangular shape.

"His name is Min Yoongi, I'd like to call him Yoongi Boongi or... Yoongles but I think he doesn't want that. But I can't help but make up thousands of nicknames in my mind, his name is just so cute! Ohh, how does Yoonie sound?," he squealed, Jungkook watching with fondness written all over his face. However, he couldn't help but feel a little sting of jealousy in his chest. He couldn't help it, it was natural.

"Don't be jealous, my very, very sweet boyfriend. He's like a little brother to me, though I've only known him for like, a day. I just find him so endearing," the blonde spoke softly, combing his fingers through the younger's fluffy hair.

"Besides, I bet he's straight anyways."

"And what if he's not? You used to think I was straight too, and you're very easy to fall for...," the ravenette mumbled deep in thought. Taehyung sighed, lifting himself up so he was now in a sitting position and the other's head was in his lap. He quickly pecked his lips and spoke again:

"Hey. I told you, don't be jelly. If there was anything to worry about, I'd tell you. Besides, he's like, a totally quiet and shy bean, but still sarcastic and deep in his heart, very caring. He'd never hit on me. And he's a total tsundere, by the way. I just kinda want him to open up, he seems so reserved for some reason." The ravenette listened carefully, now slightly smiling.

"Maybe he just likes being that way. And you're right, I shouldn't be jelly. I just worry a lot, what if you find someone better and fall out of love with me? Just a common thing that really scares me for some reason, I don't know." Now, Jungkook was the one to sigh.

"Awh, Jungkookie. You have absolutely zero competition, I'm telling you," the blonde assured, booping his nose.

"All those boys in our school? I may like boys but these pathetic bulldogs think acting like they're hot shit and constantly flexing their masculinity everywhere makes them appealing, well, it doesn't. Gems like Jimin and Yoongi are rare to find at our school but they're just good friends, nothing more."

"I've had a crush on you for over a year without telling you in hopes it would go away but instead, it got stronger, no matter what I did. I think that proved that you're the absolute only one for me. You on the other hand..." He now frowned a bit, looking slightly insecure.

"Sometimes I worry that you're gonna fall out of love with me because for me, the competition is double since you... like both. There are so many amazing people out there and if you ever meet someone, like, super pretty with an amazing personality..." He broke himself off.

"But then I remember that I am Kim Taehyung, your boyfriend. And that I'm committed to you and you're committed to me. So I'm yours, you're mine." He suddenly smiled, lightening up the kind-of gloomy atmosphere.

"Insecurities happen, they're completely normal. All you gotta do is snap out of it and remember your own dignity and worth. So please remember that I'm crazy about you and never, never worry about such things again. Oohh, by the way..." He pulled out his phone, unlocking it and scrolling through it.

"This is Yoongi." He held the small display in front of Jungkook's face, showing a little raven-haired boy with soft features, sitting in front of a large piano and pressing some keys with his eyes closed.

"He's super cute, right? He reminds me of a kitty... I've always wanted a cat."

"I suppose he is, kind of," the ravenette had to admit unwillingly.

"And he's definetely no competition for me," he said smugly.

Taehyung slapped his shoulder. "Don't get cocky now. He has charm."

"Whatever. I need to tell you something," Jungkook spoke, the blonde's head perking up at that.

"Yes, what is it?"

"My mom wants to have dinner with you. Like, a family dinner, my dad'll be there too. What do you say?" The older's eyes widened, feeling a bit of nervosity rise up his chest as he thought of sitting at the dinner table with Jungkook's parents. Although he had done that many, many times, things were different as they were boyfriends now.

"That's sweet of her, let's set up a date. Mine too, by the way. Mom says we have dated for such a long while, it's time for me to finally introduce my boyfriend. There's just one problem..." He sighed.

"My father will probably be there to torment us. Just... try to get through the whole dinner without jumping his throat."

The ravenette's eyes darkened instantly as he sat up. "Your fucking--... I hate your father. And it'll be very hard to not jump his throat. That fucker is the reason we're going through so damn much, I wish I could tell him how much of a fucker he is," he spoke lowly, Taehyung massaging his shoulders to calm him down.

"Try living with him every day, your life becomes a living hell. He literally cannot stop complaining about every damn thing, sometimes I wonder how my grandparents raised him," he whispered, the other visibly calming down.

"So, do you reckon we should tell her? Your mom?," he asked carefully, watching his boyfriend's reaction closely.

Jungkook simply shook his head. "No. She's so happy for us and I don't want to ruin that happiness. I'll tell her in a few months, maybe. It's just, seeing my mother so happy for me makes me happy too, and I don't want to burst that bubble for both of us."

"I understand." The blonde nodded understandingly, leaning his head on Jungkook's shoulder.

"I would've done the same for my mom, if she wouldn't already know." He checked the numbers on his clock, raising his eyebrows as the numbers showed 09:58 PM.

"It's nighttime. Let's cuddle and watch a movie. A Disney movie. And please get some popcorn for us?," he suggested, the other chuckling and pressing a kiss on top of his head.

"Sure, baby."

And the two of them spent their night munching on popcorn, watching Mulan and enjoying the warmth of each other's embrace.

wow so here was a long ass report about the languages that i speak, in conclusion languages are hella confusing but yeah, hope you still enjoyed this half-assed chapter ily bye💜💜