-Will be partly social media partly written out
-maybe some minor angst idk yet
-mostly crack & fluff
-please don’t comment but definitely do quote along the way! I legit love reading your reactions and thoughts so much
-if it flops it flops lmao
He takes a deep breath and knocks. Once, twice, three times. No answer.
Again, one, two, three, knocks.
“Jungkook?” He calls out, leaning closer to the door.
Taehyung blinks. What the fuck?
“Uh. Kim Taehyung?” He responds.
Taehyung looks down at his own outfit, a simple floral print button up with some loose slacks. “No?”
“What’s up?” He greets casually, as if he didn’t just exhibit the strangest behavior Taehyung has ever seen.
Taehyung looks down at the bowl, and then back up at his best friend.
Jungkook nods and sets the bowl of popcorn back down. He takes a seat on the couch and motions for Taehyung to do the same.
Taehyung just sits there, processing what he's been told.
He grabs a pillow from the far end of the couch and starts furiously beating the younger with it.
Jungkook however, seems to find the whole situation hilarious seeing how hard he’s laughing from behind his arms which are held up to shield his face.
“THIS IS SERIOUS!” Jungkook retorts, bunny teeth on full display.
Taehyung pouts, making his eyes really big and sad.
The smile immediately falls from Jungkook’s face. “No, no, no, you put that away right now!”
He pouts harder, sniffling a bit.
Satisfied, Taehyung drops the act. “I forgive you.” He smiles as he leaps up from the couch.
“Wait no Tae I’m staying here.” Jungkook frowns. “This is important to me.”
“Okay.” He nods. “I’ll come up with something, tell her you’re dealing with some family emergency or something and you’ll be back monday.”
“Well, I mean, my plan was to binge watch all the MCU movies in order leading up to Saturday and it’s great and all but like… I’ve been getting really lonely and with you here we could binge watch them together and it would
Taehyung blinks at him. “You want me to skip the rest of my classes and marathon all 21 marvel movies with you?” He repeats.
If it were literally anyone else asking, Taehyung would laugh and turn them down immediately…
Jungkook, who chased down those kids in high school for calling Taehyung an alien. Who stood by his side as he came out to his friends and family. Who worked his ass off to raise his grades so he could get into the same uni as Taehyung.
“Alright.” He sighs, shoulders slouching in defeat. “But I’m stealing your clothes. These are nice pants and I’m not creasing them sitting on that crusty ass couch.”
The second he walks in his jaw drops. Jungkook has set up a full scale blanket fort with fairy lights and pillows, the whole deal. He quickly grabs his phone and snaps a picture to share on Twitter.
“Of course we are.” Jungkook rolls his eyes. “We have 40 hours worth of movies to watch in 60 hours we have no time to waste.”
What the fuck did he get himself into.
“Alright, what’s up first?” Taehyung (now fully changed into Jungkook’s clothes) asks as he takes a seat in the blanket fort next to the younger.
Taehyung hums in understanding and slouches back against the pillows built up behind him.
Jungkook laughs, making that stupid face he makes when he’s purposefully being a brat and knows it.
“Okay, no, the first two suck. Thor Ragnarok is my favorite, next to Infinity War of course, and I mean have you SEEN Chris Hemsworth?” Taehyung corrects.
Taehyung feels his pocket buzz for what must be the 8th time that minute. Relenting, he pulls it out and opens it up to see Jimin had been texting him non stop since he made that tweet.
“Ugh.” He groans. “Bless Marvel and their love of shirtless men with glorious abs.”
Taehyung just shrugs. “What can I say? I’m a beautiful man who likes beautiful things.”
Taehyung wonders what it may have been.
“Natasha Romanoff is a fucking badass and deserves so much more recognition for the fact that she has no superpowers and still kicks just as much ass as everyone else on the team.” Jungkook rants. “PLUS she can calm down the hulk. The fucking HULK, Tae.”
The doorbell rings and breaks them out of their conversation. Jungkook’s eyes go wide as he immediately bolts up and runs toward the door shouting. “STATE YOUR NAME AND ONLY YOUR–”
“Oh.” The younger’s shoulders slouch in relief. “Chill.” He says before heading back into the bedroom.
Yoongi is standing on the other side of the door with a sketchbook, toothbrush, and take away bag from a restaurant about 10 minutes away. He’s practically drowning in a black oversized Mastermind sweatshirt.
“Hoseok told me about the binge.” He states rights off the bat. “Figured Jin only made enough food for one person so I brought some lamb skewers.”
“I heard lamb skewers.” He says.
Yoongi holds out the bag for him. “Right here kiddo.”
Jungkook grabs the bag without hesitation and lifts it up to his nose to smell it. “Yoongi you’re amazing. Marry me.”
“Rude” Jungkook scoffs. “I’d be a perfect husband.”
Yoongi chuckles. “Not for me, but I’m sure you’ll make someone else very happy.” He glances at Taehyung not so subtly.
“Are you joining us for dinner then?” Taehyung asks, diverting the subject.
“Ooh, let me know how it is, I’ve been wanting to go there.” Jungkook hums, pulling out the skewers and placing them neatly on the plates.
Taehyung rolls his eyes and shuts the door behind Yoongi.
“How can you possibly be drawing in the middle of Iron Man?” Jungkook asks as he leans over Taehyung’s shoulder, staring at the incohesive lines.
“I’m still paying attention!”
“Not your FULL attention.” Jungkook frowns.
“What’s the assignment?” Jungkook asks, genuine curiosity in his voice.
Jungkook nods, eyes glancing back and forth between Taehyung and the screen, which is currently displaying a brilliant epic montage.
Taehyung huffs. “Euphoria.”
“Maybe you don’t?” Jungkook shrugs. “Maybe you go for a more abstract painting and use colors and strokes to show how you feel in that moment of euphoria. Less literal, more symbolic.”
“Not bad, Kookie.” He nods approvingly, trying to mask how impressed he really is.
Taehyung laughs and closes his sketchbook, setting it off to the side for the time being
Taehyung chugs down the last of his water as the end credits scene for Iron Man 3 wraps up.
“What’s next?” He asks, setting the empty glass aside.
“I’m gonna need a drink.” Jungkook sighs.
“Oh come on it’s not that bad.”
They stare at each other for a few moments in silence.
“Beer or sujo?” Taehyung asks, jumping up to head for the kitchen.
“Okay okay here’s one.” Taehyung giggles. “Why do melons get married?”
“I dunno, why?”
“Because they cantaloupe!”
They both burst out laughing, falling into each other like magnets.
‘I love /you/‘Taehyung thinks.
Why would he think that? He doesn’t… does he?
He thinks back to something the younger had said earlier in the night.
“Yeah?” Jungkook looks at him with those big does eyes. Only now does Taehyung realize just how close they are… if he leaned forward just six or seven inches…
“Are you in love with someone?”
“Why do you ask?”
Taehyung shrugs. “The way you said ‘finding out the person you love loves you back’ earlier… you sounded sad.”
It’s clear he doesn’t want to talk about it so Taehyung decides to let it go for now, instead turning his attention back to the tv. Ignoring his rapidly increasing heart rate, he lays his head on Jungkook’s shoulder.
“I dunno, how many?”
“Fuck, Marry, Kill, out of the original six Avengers, go.”
Taehyung watches the brief second of terror in Jungkook’s eyes before he collects himself enough to come up with an answer.
“That’s—“ Taehyung stares at him in disbelief. “That’s not how you pla—never mind.” He waves his hand dismissively.
“Besides,” Taehyung continues, “The Hulkbuster suit wasn’t even in the original Avengers so your answer was invalid anyway.”
“You knew the mark number of the Hulkbuster suit?” He asks in awe, admiration glistening behind his eyes.
“What about you?”
“What about me what?”
“FMK, original six Avengers.”
“Hey you made me do it first!” Jungkook protests.
“AND YOU CHEATED!”
Taehyung rolls his eyes. “It’s implied in the nature of the game.”
Jungkook leans closer, the smell of beer still present on his breath.
“Fine, what do YOU suggest we do then?” He pokes Jungkook’s unfairly firm chest when he says ‘you’.
He stands up and extends a hand out to Taehyung, helping him up and out of the fort so they can brush their teeth and wash their faces.
“I’ll set an alarm so we have plenty of time to get through the next chunk of movies tomorrow.” Jungkook announces.
Later that night as the two boys lay silently on the mattress Jungkook dragged to the ground for his pillow fort, Taehyung thinks back on the events of the day… how he got here, everything yoongi said,
Jungkook laughs. “I’m gonna be real with you, Jin hyung dropped off all the ingredients a few days ago along with very detailed instructions. All I did was follow them.”
“Well, we’re halfway done.” He says, pointing to the sheet. “How do you feel?”
A light chuckle escapes Jungkook’s lips as he nods in agreement.
Taehyung huffs with a smirk. “You got that right.”
God he’s so screwed.
The younger leans closer to him in return, their shoulders now pressed gently together.
“Movies always make love seem so intense and magical.” Taehyung sighs.
Taehyung locks eyes with him for a moment, then shrugs, turning back to the screen. “I don’t know, it seems a bit unrealistic to me… but I suppose I haven’t exactly had much experience with love.”
“What about Bogum?” The other asks curiously. “You two dated for like a whole year.”
Jungkook pauses, he clearly has something to say so Taehyung waits patiently, letting him gather his thoughts.
“Do you think long term friends can successfully date? Or are they friends for so long because that’s all they’re meant to be?” He asks.
“Where is this coming from?”
“I think anything can happen.” He answers, avoiding Jungkook’s gaze. “All that fate and destiny stuff, as romantic and enticing as it sounds… is total bullshit. We create our own future.”
Taehyung smiles. “Me too.”
“Zoe Saldana is literally the sci-fi queen.” Jungkook rants, munching down on a packet of seaweed. “She’s played some of the biggest badasses in the galaxy: Uhura in Star Trek, Neytiri in Avatar, and well Gamora obviously.“
Taehyung nods his head in agreement. “If I was even half as amazing as her, I could die happy.”
“Mood.” Jungkook agrees as he leans back, arms reaching above his head in a stretch.
“I’ll be right back.” He states, scrambling to get to his feet as he whips out his phone. “Gotta go to the bathroom.”
The second he’s out, he pulls up Jimin’s contact and sends him a text.
“Yeah, why?” He responds, trying to be as nonchalant as possible.
“You look like you just found out the world is run by lizard people in human disguises.” He laughs.
Jungkook tosses his head back, letting out that unabashed laugh that makes taehyung's insides turn to goo.
“You need to stop watching conspiracy theories at 3 am, Tae.” He chuckles.
“Or maybe you need to start.” He argues. “They’re extremely entertaining, and a much better midnight activity than screaming at 12 year olds in fortnite.”
“Oh of course not.” He nods. “Some of them are 13.”
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t.” Taehyung says with a playful nudge on his shoulder.
“No.” Jungkook smiles. “I don’t.”
Ever since he admitted to himself that he’s in love with his best friend, Taehyung has been hyper aware of everything he says and does—desperately trying to make sure he doesn’t give himself away.
It’s going well.
It’s not going well.
Jungkook has definitely caught on to something.
Jungkook sighs. “It’s fine, just tell me what’s going on.”
“Tae come on, we’re best friends.” Jungkook frowns. “We tell eachother everything. You’re the only one in the world who knows that Ash Ketchum was my gay awakening. Whatever it is, you can trust me.”
“THAT’S why you’ve been weird all day?!” He exclaims. “Tae, it’s just a dream!” He places a hand on the blonde’s knee and looks him sincerely in the eyes.
Taehyung nods with a smile and holds out his hand, Jungkook immediately beams as they do their secret handshake, sealing the promise.
“Stop stealing my food!” Taehyung yelps and Jungkook swipes another piece of meat from his plate.
“But I already finished mine!” The younger whines.
“That’s not my problem you loser.”
“HEY!” He shouts with no real bite to his voice… in fact both boys have given up on suppressing their laughter. “That’s not fair!”
“That’s not how the saying goes.” Taehyung chuckles, struggling against Jungkook’s grip. The younger has him pinned to the ground as he greedily eats the rest of Taehyung’s bulgogi. “Jungkookie, come on that’s mine!” He whines.
Taehyung happily bites a piece off the end.
“Better?” The younger asks, quirking an eyebrow.
Jungkook smirks watching the scene play out. “Damn, I forgot how much of a muscle kink you have.”
“No no no! It’s cute.” He rushes to correct, only making Taehyung blush more.
At that, the blonde grabs the nearest pillow and whacks him smack dab in the face.
Jungkook rips the pillow away from Taehyung and flips them over so he’s on top, pinning the elder’s wrists next to his head.
It works well, Jungkook immediately loosens his grip, creating the perfect opportunity for Taehyung to reach down and tickle his sides.
“Apologize!” Taehyung shouts, tickling the younger relentlessly.
“I’m sorry f-for teasing you!” Jungkook giggles. “And for t-taking your f-food!”
“Much better.” He grins, trying hard to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, but at the same time… kind of enjoying them.
Taehyung laughs as he watches the comments roll in, one after another quoting Shuri or talking about how amazing she is, a few people even start chiming in and talking about how awesome Okoye is as well.
Taehyung racks his brain trying to think of something to cheer him up or get him excited when it hits him.
“Hey wait did you see the Endgame po-“ WHAM!
“DONT TALK ABOUT ANYTHING RELATED TO ENDGAME THAT COULD BE A SPOILER!” He shouts.
Taehyung sticks his tongue out and licks a stripe up his palm, making Jungkook pull his hand back in disgust.
“Oh.” Jungkook blinks stupidly.
“You’re lucky you’re pretty.” He laughs, not expecting Jungkook to suddenly lean closer with a huge grin.
“You think I’m pretty?” He taunts.
Something in Jungkook’s expression changes when Taehyung switches ‘pretty’ to ‘hot’.
Jungkook cups Taehyung’s jaw with his left hand, while his right grabs a leftover napkin from lunch and slowly wipes his mouth clean—
You could cut the amount of tension in the room with a knife. Both boys having gone completely quiet, with only the sound of the film in the background to fill the silence.
He leans in painstakingly slow, clearly just as nervous and cautious as Taehyung is.
By the time their noses brush he feels like his heart is literally about to give out.
“Yeah?” The younger replies, his breath hitting Taehyung’s lips with how close they are.
A loud buzzing interrupts them and brings them back to reality.
“Kook I gotta use the microwave to make popcorn for the guys, where do you want me to put your phone?” Taehyung asks over his shoulder.
Jungkook comes up behind him and reaches around his body and into the microwave.
“You hold on to it.” He says. “Don’t let me have it back until after Endgame.”
Taehyung nods, distracted by how close the other is.
They should talk about it…right?
The doorbell rings, interrupting them yet again.
Taehyung sighs as Jungkook steps back to go answer the door.
Their hands slowly shift closer and closer together until they’re brushing against each other.
Taehyung holds his breath and slowly intertwines their fingers together… Jungkook’s soft warm hand sliding perfectly into his. He can’t keep the smile off his face, sure they’ve held hands before, but this is… this is different.
“You WISH you could pull off red as well as he does.” Yoongi chimes in, defending his boyfriend. “Seriously did you see how fucking hot he was?”
“ARE.” The elder corrects, grabbing his hand and pulling it back around his shoulders. “You know what I meant.”
“ANYWAY!” Jimin interrupts. “Back to Taehyung.”
“Uh… it’s just a bit hot in here” He laughs nervously.
Jungkook chuckles quietly beside him and starts gently rubbing his thumb in circle on the back of his hand.
“I can turn up the ac if you want?” Jin offers.
Taehyung shakes his head. “I’ll be fine, thanks though.”
Jimin, who definitely knows, grabs a box of pocky and holds it out to the two youngest.
Taehyung glares at him.
“I’m okay but why don’t you ask Namjoon?” He retorts with a smirk.
The smile drops from Jimin’s face and in immediately replaced by a blush.
Score 1 to 0 - Taehyung.
The boys had left around 10pm, not too long after the credits rolled. Jimin was the last to leave, staring Taehyung down while aggressively pointing at Jungkook, who was too busy setting up the next film to notice.
Here’s the thing. Taehyung knows they should talk… fuck he wants to know so badly how jungkook feels…
The credits roll and Jungkook turns off the TV, leaving them in only the light from the fairy lights decorating the fort.
“If we start Doctor Strange by 9am we can finish the rest of them before we have to leave for Endgame.”
“Kookie…” He starts, hoping his voice doesn’t show how nervous he is.
He quotes Guardians of the Galaxy.
Jungkook turns to him, eyes wide, immediately catching on. Taehyung knew he would.
“This…” He continues, stepping closer to Jungkook. “Cheers-Sam-and-Diane-two-people-on-a-tv-show-who-dig-each-other-but-never-say-it-‘cause-when-they-do-the-ratings-would-go-down sort of thing?”
“That’s fucking adorable.” Jungkook chuckles.
“Shut up.” He clears his throat before making eye contact again. “So… is there?”
As well as he’s hiding it, it seems the younger is just as nervous as Taehyung is.
“Does that mean…”
“I like you, Tae.” Taehyung can’t stop the smile that immediately takes over his face. “Like, more than a friend… a lot more.”
“Oh thank god.” The blonde sighs in relief. “This would have been really awkward if you didn’t.”
Jungkook laughs, still holding his hand. “Well you know what this means right?”
“This unspoken thing between us is no longer unspoken so we’re gonna have figure out something else to call it.”
Jungkook nods in agreement. “Sounds good to me.”
What will change between them? Nothing? Will it be the same as before, but with the added benefits of physical intimacy?
They haven’t even kissed yet. What’s that going to be like? Are there going to be fireworks? Is it gonna be awkward and make them realize they’re making a mistake?
“Sorry.” He apologizes. “It’s just been… an eventful day. A lot to think about.”
“Eventually.” He responds after taking a few second to think. “For now can you just hold me?”
Without hesitation, Jungkook repositions himself so he’s on his back, his arms open wide and inviting.
Taehyung scoots closer until he’s pressed against Jungkook, the younger’s arms wrapped protectively around his body. He tucks his head into the crook of Jungkook’s neck and tangles their legs together under the sheets.
“Night Taetae.” Jungkook replies, placing a soft kiss on the top of his head.
Taehyung easily drifts off to sleep after that.
Taehyung wakes up to a pair of feet in his face.
Well, more specifically, he wakes up hugging Jungkook’s ankles, his feet only a few inches from his face.
He looks down to see that his leg is also carelessly tossed over the youngers body. Whoops.
Carefully, Taehyung unwraps himself and tiptoes into the bathroom to take a shower.
He looks the blonde up and down with a smirk. “You look good in my clothes.”
“Glad to see nothing’s changed.” Jungkook chuckles as he watches Taehyung go down the hallway.
The breakfast Jungkook made yesterday is gonna be hard to compete with, so he has to go for what knows he makes best:
About 15 minutes later, Taehyung feels a pair of muscular arms wrap around his waist from behind just as he finishes drizzling the last bit of sauce on the steaming stack of pancakes
“It won’t be as good as yours, but I did my best.” Taehyung sighs, turning around in the younger’s arms so they’re facing each other.
That’s when he notices that Jungkook hasn’t put on a shirt yet.
His eyes trail down the other’s chest, still dewy from his shower. Taehyung audibly swallows at the sight of his smooth, toned body.
“Enjoying ourselves, are we?” Jungkook smirks.
“Shamelessly.” Taehyung replies in the most velvety seductive voice he can muster.
This time it’s Jungkook’s turn to gulp.
Taehyung lets his eyes flutter closed, waiting for the feeling of Jungkook’s lips on his own.
It never comes. Instead, he hears the sound of plates moving behind him and opens his eyes to see Jungkook
How Jungkook can go from mind numbingly hot to absolutely adorable in .02 seconds is beyond him.
“Come on,” He nods his head to the side. “We’ve got movies to watch.”
Taehyung is extremely amused. Not only because the movie is ridiculously funny— but also because Jungkook has been not so subtly flexing his muscles ever since Thor first appeared on screen.
“Kookie, you know you don’t have to compete with Thor right?” He smiles.
“Of course not.” Jungkook scoffs. “Thor’s a fiction character. It’s Chris Hemsworth I gotta worry about.”
Jungkook turns to look at him, brows furrowed. “What do you mean ‘someone like you.’?”
The younger gently cups his face and turns it to look at him.
Taehyung knows exactly what he wants now. Every bit of fear, hesitation, and doubt from the past few days vanish from his mind. He finally lets go of the restraints and falls
Immediately it’s like a huge wave of relief floods through him. His hands instinctively reach up and curl into Jungkook’s messy dark hair.
It doesn’t feel like fireworks… no it’s much better than that. It’s like he’s been missing a piece of himself until now.
“You asshole,” Taehyung shakes his head, mindlessly playing with Jungkook's hair as he talks, “that was romantic as hell.”
“It was, but my statement still stands.”
Jungkook tilts his chin up and places a soft kiss at the tip of his nose.
“I love you, Tae.”
“I love you too, Kookie… more than anything.”
And with that, Jungkook pulls him in for another kiss.
“I can’t believe we’re on the last movie.” Taehyung says, both relieved and a little sad that this weird spontaneous journey is almost over. “It literally feels like we’ve been watching these for like a week straight.”
After that first kiss, it’s like a dam broke… they haven’t been able to keep their hands off each other since it happened.
“Jungkook, we have to watch this before Endgame, come on we’ve made it this far, don’t lose focus now.” He says very unconvincingly.
“We have plenty of time. Our Endgame showing isn’t until 5. We have at least an hour of downtime before we have to start Infinity War.”
Jungkook hums again, moving up to kiss the spot beneath his jaw.
“Why would we need to go to my apartment?” Taehyung cocks his head to the side.
“So you can change clothes?”
“Well that saves us quite a bit of time.” Jungkook responds.
Taehyung hums and places his hand on the brunettes knee. “I wonder how we could possibly spend the time.”
“Yeah?” Taehyung turns around (very smoothly he might add) so he’s straddling Jungkook’s lap. “Like what?”
“No you don’t.” Jungkook says, mocking their earlier conversation.
“No I don’t.” He smiles, finishing the line before leaning down and connecting their lips in a soft but passionate kiss.
“Took is a while.” He agrees. “But we’re here now.”
Taehyung blushes and cups his face, closing the distance between them once again.
so I’ve noticed people thinking this is over, but there’s a few more updates but yeah sorry I’ve just been busy 😅