Truth Between Us ??

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧ྀི playing - love me like you do by Ellie Goulding

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The sound of shuffling feet and of drawers opening stirred Jungkook from his sleep. He groaned softly, the low morning light filtering through the curtains making his eyes squint as he blinked awake. His mind was still hazy, a dull ache from exhaustion throbbing behind his temples and in his back. His ears caught the faint rustling of fabric, and with a frown, he forced himself to sit up, rubbing his eyes.

The blurry figure moving about the room came into focus as he blinked again. Shirtless, with muscles flexing under the morning light, Taehyung moved around the room, grabbing clothes and placing them into a bag. His movements were efficient but not rushed. Jungkook's brain took a second to register the sight in front of him, his sleep-heavy voice breaking the silence. "What are you doing?"

Taehyung paused, turning to glance at Jungkook. "Oh, you're awake," he said, his voice calm as he folded another shirt and placed it neatly in the bag.

Jungkook frowned, still confused. "What are you doing?" he asked again, his voice slightly more alert this time.

"I'm packing," Taehyung replied casually, zipping up a side compartment of the bag before walking toward the dresser. "We have a flight to catch this afternoon."

"What?" Jungkook sat up straighter, the confusion in his voice palpable. "Why?"

Taehyung finished zipping the main compartment of the bag and then walked over to sit on the edge of the bed near Jungkook. His gaze was steady, his tone firm but not unkind. "We don't know who sent those guys or what they really want," he explained. "They could still be after you. It's not safe here anymore. I can protect you better back in our home country."

Jungkook blinked, nodding absentmindedly as the words sank in. But his focus wasn't entirely on Taehyung's explanation. His eyes drifted lower, catching sight of the faint hickeys blooming on Taehyung's neck and the faint nail marks etched across his waist. The memories of the night before flooded back, vivid and unrelenting.

Oh fuck, Jungkook thought, his ears heating up. We really did it... we really slept together.

The thought hit him like a train, and his body froze. His mind replayed flashes of Taehyung manhandling him, taking control, and the overwhelming intensity that had left him breathless. It had been the best orgasm of his life, and when his thoughts lingered on the way Taehyung had growled "My luxe" and held him down, his body betrayed him. He felt himself hardening again, and he cursed silently, quickly crossing his legs under the sheets to hide his reaction. A flush of embarrassment crawled up his neck and onto his cheeks when he realised he was still fully naked under the sheets.

Taehyung's gaze dipped down for a moment, and Jungkook swore he saw the older man's eyes darken slightly. But Taehyung didn't comment on it, instead meeting Jungkook's eyes again with a firm expression. "Also," Taehyung began, his voice calm but laced with seriousness, "you need to be careful around Hoseok."

Jungkook tilted his head, his brows furrowing in confusion. "Hoseok-hyung? Why? What did he do?"

Taehyung leaned forward slightly, resting his forearms on his knees as he held Jungkook's gaze. "I'm not saying he did anything," he clarified. "But he's one of the only people who knew where you were going and who you were meeting. That, and the guy who took your place..." He trailed off, his jaw tightening. "I can't trust anyone right now."

Jungkook's eyes widened, the implications making his stomach churn. "You... you think Hoseok-hyung could have—?"

Taehyung shook his head slightly, cutting him off. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "But it's suspicious. And until I know for certain, you need to be careful around him."