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Jungkook was 5 years old when he kissed his best friend, Taehyung, on his cheek for the first time because he found him too cute.
20 years later, the same ‘best friend’ of his kisses him ever so sweetly after the two accept each other as their husbands.
Jungkook was 5 years old when he kissed his best friend, Taehyung, on his cheek for the first time because he found him too cute.
20 years later, the same ‘best friend’ of his kisses him ever so sweetly after the two accept each other as their husbands.
The first time Jungkook felt that urge to locate his lips on Taehyung’s skin was when the two friends had cuddled on the bed in Taehyung’s room after having hours long sessions of chasing around each other in the park.
The elder boy had slept instantly after he got hold of his little best friend, clutching on to whom always helped him lull into a slumber quickly.
The five year old doe-eyed boy, however, stood awake and took his time admiring the beautiful features of his best friend who lied beside him peacefully.
Jungkook had his head tilted to the side while his dear like round eyes took in the beauty of Taehyung’s face, dazzling under the dim moonlight, peering inside the room.
The soft, trembling tips of his fingers graze over the expanse of Taehyung’s smooth, flawless skin, cautiously observing and feeling every feature of the boy’s face.
Taehyung had his eyes closed, long lashes falling down, touching his cheeks ever so slightly.
His caramel brown curls were falling over his long fluttery lashes, some of them even reaching his nose.
His caramel brown curls were falling over his long fluttery lashes, some of them even reaching his nose.
His cheeks were pressed in the fluffy material of the pillow placed under his head, making his face look so squishy that Jungkook hardly resisted the desperate want to poke those adorable bread cheekies.
The deep pout resting on Taehyung’s cute pink lips had Jungkook so amazed and mesmerised that he almost forgot to breathe and only continued staring.
Somewhere in the middle of studying his best friend’s face, Jungkook felt the strong desire to lay a kiss on the pink tinted cheeks of the sleeping boy.
Slowly, he bent down and his lips softly brushed against Taehyung’s velvety smooth skin, an unknown kind of euphoria swirling through his nerves and a giddy movement taking place in his stomach— all too foreign for the innocent young boy.
A few seconds later, on hearing a surprised gasp, he pulled back, flinching when his eyes met Taehyung’s surprised, wide ones.
It takes less than a second and the ecstatic, giddy sensation replaces it with pure horror, quickly filling Jungkook’s wide circle eyes with wetness.
“M’ —m’ s–sorry—”
Fumbling with words, the boy moved away from Taehyung who sat up hastily, gaze settled on Jungkook.
Fumbling with words, the boy moved away from Taehyung who sat up hastily, gaze settled on Jungkook.
When Taehyung stays quiet foe longer than the little boy expects him to, Jungkook forgets all the words that were on the tip of his tongue and instead starts wailing loudly, his mouth parting widely and loud, wavering sobs escaping out of his throat.
His shaky fingers curled in fists and he started rubbing them over his closed eyes which produced a river of unstoppable, fast flowing tears.
The older boy who hadn't still came out of the inital shock of the kiss, panicked upon seeing his little best friend bawling his eyes out while murmuring incoherent apologies.
In order to soothe him, Taehyung instantly scooped the comparatively smaller frame of the little boy in his small arms and brought him in his lap, trying his best to adjust Jungkook’s body in his hold.
“‘S okay. Shhh. ‘S okay, KooKoo, don’t cry.”
Taehyung tried to calm the crying boy by hugging him tightly and petting his back and hair.
But it had no effect on the sobbing boy.
Taehyung tried to calm the crying boy by hugging him tightly and petting his back and hair.
But it had no effect on the sobbing boy.
“T—Tete….Tete is mad at KooKoo…Tete….s—sorry.”
The boy choked on his words.
The boy choked on his words.
Taehyung felt extremely bad for his younger friend.
He gently removed the boy's hands from his eyes and cupped his face, his thumb hurriedly wiping away all his tears.
He gently removed the boy's hands from his eyes and cupped his face, his thumb hurriedly wiping away all his tears.
“No, no, Koo bun, Tete is not mad at Kookoo.”
Jungkook’s cries turn into soft sniffles at that but he still stays a little unsure and scared.
Jungkook’s cries turn into soft sniffles at that but he still stays a little unsure and scared.
So, to reassure his little Kookoo that Taehyung is not angry at him, Taehyung closed his eyes and leaned ahead, softly kissing Jungkook’s reddened cheek until Jungkook’s sniffles completely d!ed down.
On pulling back, he was met with a blushing and gasping boy, the adorable sight making him coo loudly.
The flabbergasted boy looked around, confused and than sank his face in Taehyung’s shoulder feeling extremely shy after the kiss that was nothing but innocent.
Taehyung curled his arms around Jungkook, swaying him repeatedly.
“Tete can never be mad at Kookoo, okay?”
Taehyung muttered to him.
“Tete can never be mad at Kookoo, okay?”
Taehyung muttered to him.
Jungkook looked up at him with glassy eyes, extending his pinky for Taehyung.
“P—Pwomise?”
“P—Pwomise?”
Taehyung giggled at the cute pronunciation as he interlaced his pinky with Jungkook’s tiny one.
“Promise, Bambi.”
“Promise, Bambi.”
Jungkook beamed at that.
He pulled away from Taehyung completely and blinked up at him with a newly found confidence.
He pulled away from Taehyung completely and blinked up at him with a newly found confidence.
“More kithes for Kookoo, pwease, Tete.”
He pleaded with his puppy eyes that erupted a weird sensation in Taehyung’s tummy.
He pleaded with his puppy eyes that erupted a weird sensation in Taehyung’s tummy.
He brought the boy in his arms and covered them with a blanket, going under the covers to pull Jungkook closer to him for sharing kisses until they fulfill their innocent desires.
“All of Tete’s kisses are for you, Bambi.”
“All of Tete’s kisses are for you, Bambi.”
—— 🍁 ——
The memory of that innocent moment the two shared years ago brought the younger groom to tears while he gazed into the dark orbs of his best friend turned husband who had his palms laced with Jungkook’s, a beaming smile gracing his lips, complementing with Jungkook’s wide one—
—as the officiant announces them as husbands.
The claps, the cheers, the music— everything turns into a blur when they are asked to kiss each other.
The claps, the cheers, the music— everything turns into a blur when they are asked to kiss each other.
For Jungkook, it feels like time has stopped, the world has stopped and it is only him and Taehyung.
His senses cloud, his mind chants Taehyung’s name and he falls into a daze when Taehyung inches his face closer to Jungkook, his breath ghosting over Jungkook’s parted lips.
“May I kiss you, my love?”
Taehyung asks, desperate to hear Jungkook.
The sweet habit of asking for permission before they kiss makes a blush crawl over Jungkook’s skin.
Taehyung asks, desperate to hear Jungkook.
The sweet habit of asking for permission before they kiss makes a blush crawl over Jungkook’s skin.
“Y–Yes, love.”
The slow whisper that was said only for Taehyung to hear was the only thing Taehyung wanted to know before he softly aligns his lips with Jugnkook’s, the touch so familiar yet feeling so new.
The slow whisper that was said only for Taehyung to hear was the only thing Taehyung wanted to know before he softly aligns his lips with Jugnkook’s, the touch so familiar yet feeling so new.
The light brush of their lips makes them close their eyes.
The press of lips get deeper as they both glide in, the feeling of pure bliss sending tremors down their bodies.
The press of lips get deeper as they both glide in, the feeling of pure bliss sending tremors down their bodies.
A spark of elation courses through their entwined bodies once their lips start swaying, following a rhythm only they can comprehend.
Jungkook slides his hands upward and rests them behind Taehyung’s neck, curling his fingers in Taehyung’s hair at the back of his head.
Taehyung, after caressing his lover’s back, brings his one hand to his waist, gently pressing Jungkook closer in his chest while his second hand reaches to cup the side of Jungkook’s face, tilting his head for better access.
Their lips sway along like one and their tongues twirl together.
While moving his lips to match Taehyung’s melody, Jungkook’s mind swarms with all those kisses he had shared with his lover over the years, beginning from the first cheek kiss to their first real kiss which was—
While moving his lips to match Taehyung’s melody, Jungkook’s mind swarms with all those kisses he had shared with his lover over the years, beginning from the first cheek kiss to their first real kiss which was—
—only a press of their lips that they somehow tried to intermingle alongside managing to avoid their noses from nosing too much in their much awaited first kiss— a clear proof of their inexperience.
While replaying every kiss in his head, he ponders,
When did he fall for Taehyung?
When did he fall for Taehyung?
Was it the time they had their mess of a first kiss?
Or was it when they both kissed for the second time after secretly and individually searching all over youtube to learn how to kiss?
Or was it when they both kissed for the second time after secretly and individually searching all over youtube to learn how to kiss?
Was it the stolen kisses during their classes in the bathroom stalls?
Or was it the bold kisses in the presence of their friends?
Or was it the bold kisses in the presence of their friends?
Was it the soft morning kisses they showered each other with at the crack of the dawn?
Or was it the passionate intermingling of their tongues during the nights when they expressed their love and desire for one another?
Or was it the passionate intermingling of their tongues during the nights when they expressed their love and desire for one another?
The hazy questions swirling in his thoughts receive an answer when he slowly flutters his eyes open and meets the hazel orbs of his husband who gazes at him with his eyes hooded and expression fond.
One look in those beautiful iris and Jungkook realises when was the time he fell for his best friend.
He realises the seed of his love was sown the moment he had gazed into the reassuring eyes of the seven years old Taehyung when Taehyung tried to soothe him after he cried rivers on that certain fateful night 20 years ago.
The 5 year old Jungkook had seen affection and reassurance in those eyes but there was a glint of something else too, something that was unknown to the naive boy.
Unknown to him, Taehyung had seen the same foreign glint in Jungkook’s eyes as well but the young boy was too innocent to name the twinkle in his bambi’s doe eyes.
A glint, a twinkle that they are now able to give a name to.
A glint of love.
A glint of love.
A glint of their love that started blooming from that night and flourished over the years, finally leading them to today.
The day when they tie the knot, accepting each other as their life partners to walk through the path of life and promising to protect and cherish the love they had shared over the years.
The love, so innocent and pure.
The love, so innocent and pure.
—— The End 🤍
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