Taekook ?? "UNEXPECTED LOVE"

Chapter 16

A sudden movement sent Taehyung's blanket rippling, creating a small puff of air. His hand moved deliberately, tracing the soft texture of the sheet beneath his fingertips. His lower lip protruded slightly, a subtle pout that belied the intensity of his unwavering gaze locked on Jungkook. A gesture that spoke volumes without uttering a single word, he thumped the mattress twice with the flat of his hand, an unmistakable invitation to jungkook very bed beside him.

Jungkook corrected hastily. "I meant to sleep here….. here." The pillow and blanket landed onto the spacious couch with more force than necessary.

“Why do you always seem to find a hundred ways to keep your distance from me?" Taehyung's face scrunched up in exaggerated disappointment.

"Huh?" Jungkook scoffed, incredulity lacing his voice. "The gentleman is asking after giving a guy serious trauma. Have you forgotten you nearly tried to... assault me once?"

"So harsh," Taehyung murmured, taking a delicate sip from his mug. "That's not really the proper word to describe..."

Jungkook's earlier frustration surged back. Alert and duty-bound, he swiftly moved towards Taehyung, snatching the mug from his hand and placing it back on the bedside table with a decisive clink. "How many times do I have to tell you, Mister? You can't have too much caffeine. It'll increase your blood pressure!"

Anger flashed in Taehyung's eyes. He yanked Jungkook by the waist, pulling him down to land sharply on top of him. His fingers clamped onto Jungkook's chin, a demanding pressure in his touch. "When the hell are you going to stop controlling me?" he growled.

Jungkook gasped, his breath stolen by the sudden move. He could only stutter, eyes wide and heart pounding, "Controlling? I... I'm just..."

"Stop it, Jungkook!" Taehyung's voice was sharp, laced with a frustration. His grip tightened almost imperceptibly. He flicked a dismissive glance around the room, a sigh escaping his lips. "Look around!!  We could be doing a hell of a lot more interesting things than these goddamn early morning drills.. and you shoving that bland crap down my throat" A visible shudder ran through him. "And for the love of god, that calm music session and those eye exercises are driving me insane!" His hand shot up placing around Jungkook's face, the sudden tenderness a stark contrast to his irritated tone. His thumb brushed across Jungkook's cheek, gentle caress. "I need you, Jungkook," he murmured, his gaze softening, a raw vulnerability breaking through the layers of his usual arrogance. "Just... let's sleep together, huh?"

"I see what's coming," Jungkook accused, yanking his hand, "You're just full of dirty intentions." He stood up abruptly. "Huh, I should have just let you die that day."

“Just admit it, Jungkook. You're just finding ways to get closer," Taehyung countered

"Fake scenarios," Jungkook scoffed, turning away.

"Then why did you even bother coming in? Go back to your room, I'll manage”.

"Oh, you'll manage alright," Jungkook shot back, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're perfectly capable, but suddenly requiring some ridiculous, non-essential item the moment I close my eyes. Then suddenly you're thirsty, suddenly you're starving and dizzy. The closer I am, the easier for me." With a frustrated sigh, he flopped onto the couch, burrowing under the pillow.

"Hey," Taehyung said, his voice gentler. "Come on, it's not like I'm going to bite."

A muffled reply came from the couch. "No, I'm good here. Could you turn off the lights? They bother my eyes."