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Nothing to Regret About It

Taehyung needs them—needs Jungkook as much as Jungkook has always needed Taehyung.

Follows: Stop Your Heart for a Moment

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung, past Park Bogum/Kim Taehyung

6,800 words

Explicit

canon divergent & established (secret) relationship

character study

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Jungkook always feels uncomfortably close to slipping into the worst parts of the vanity-driven Gangnam scene when he’s at one of these restaurant-nightclubs, leaving a bitter taste for fame to chase the alcohol. Going out with the objective of being seen has never interested him, even if it is increasingly easy to get caught up in the lifestyle when everyone treats you like you’re somehow more for experiencing idol success.

Maybe it’s less about the scene—and more about this place, these people, all forcing Jungkook to confront the ways his life has changed in the last seven years—easily slipping through the valet entrance, cutting through the crowded VIP line without looking back, avoiding eye-contact with anyone that might shout his name and simultaneously greeting those that make themselves seem important.

And then Jungkook catches Taehyung’s smile—bright and joyful, in the mirrored glass of the revolving door as they enter, and Jungkook is reminded of the good ways his life has changed, grateful for every second he’s near that smile.

You can’t have the good without enduring a pinch of the bad.

They’re two weeks out from comeback, long rehearsals that end in arguments fueled by too few hours of sleep and too many hours spent confined, the seven of them holding it together before the real exhaustion sets in, because this is the most ambitious comeback yet—amplifying the endless chase to become stronger, better, more.  

This will be the last weekend they’re truly free, cameras turned away, until mid-world tour. A couple of Taehyung’s actor colleagues are celebrating the last day of shooting for a K-drama, and Taehyung decides he won’t go to the after party without Jungkook coming along, declares this to the whole group at the end of practice—which is ridiculous because Taehyung goes out all the time without him. Jungkook only holds back from protesting the absurdity of it to everyone when Jimin reaches for his arm, squeezing gently to remind him Taehyung is never as confident as he can lead everyone to believe. Taking one or two of them out with him is like an extra layer of self-assurance that he belongs, that he deserves the things he’s worked so hard for in life.

Taehyung needs them—needs Jungkook as much as Jungkook has always needed Taehyung.

Once he’s reluctantly agreed, there’s no sense in trying to keep Taehyung to himself for the night, so Jimin agrees to come along as well. When he allows himself a break from perfectionism, Jimin enjoys going out as much as Taehyung does.

As they move from valet to entrance, Jimin clings to Jungkook, bright smile and carefree chatter that centers Jungkook on them and not the crowds waiting outside. That always helps block out the rest, and Jungkook sometimes believes the seven of them have created this impenetrable barrier that no one can touch if they just stick to each other, everything else deflected—inconsequential and meaningless.

Park Bogum-hyung meets them at the last minute—his schedule letting up unexpectedly to allow them to cross paths for the first time in months.  Ahead of him and Jimin, Bogum links his arm with Taehyung’s and talks his ear off like they don’t exchange texts every single day—like there’s a single thing he could say that Taehyung doesn’t already know.

Paired off like this, Jungkook has a nice view of Taehyung’s ass in a pair of twill chinos that hug his curves just right. He’s been working ridiculously hard on his body in the last few months—following Jungkook to the company gym during their days off, teasing him less often about it as Taehyung’s finally decided the stress relief, the control you feel over your own body from extra lifting and cardio is worth it.

The four of them settle into the reserved area raised above the main floor, private bar and plush couches, with a collection of raised cocktail tables and enough open floor space for dancing later on. They’re surrounded by three dozen actors and high-up production staff, most trickling in as the first thirty minutes pass. He and Jimin only know the majority of them by face or reputation, so Jungkook might be overcompensating with too much soju in too short a period of time. He’s justifying it as trying to keep up with Jimin—which is never a good idea. When Jimin lets go—he tends to not be a great judge of his own limits. It’s good for Jimin to let go sometimes, though. He deserves it as much as anyone. Maybe more.

Two hours in, Taehyung has only had carbonated soda water sipped from a martini glass while occasionally stealing the orange wedges out of his actor friends’ drinks. Of course, he remains the center of attention, and none of this is especially surprising. Usually, Taehyung’s natural extroversion is comforting when they’re out, but Jungkook would never choose to divide Taehyung’s attention among so many people and get the least of it for himself in the process.

“I don’t know what you’ve done to him, but I like it,” Bogum-hyung says, throwing his arm around Jungkook like they’re more than friends by association who occasionally connect over a single muse—but, to be fair, Jungkook never minds hanging out with Bogum. He’s nice enough, always supportive of Tae and BTS, and is even easy to talk to in a crowded nightclub. Jungkook just needs enough to drink to get past the irrational part of his brain that likes to remind him Bogum is the only other person who’s had his cock sucked by Kim Taehyung, and did it first.

“He looks the same to me,” Jungkook says into the rim of his glass. Bogum is warm, sweating a little from a turn around the dance floor with a leggy brunette whose accent stands out enough to conclude she’s lived outside of Korea for at least part of her life.

Jimin hiccups through a smile that betrays all of his sluggish emotions, including the tiny crush he’s had on Bogum for years.

“He’s glowing,” Jimin declares, and Bogum laughs, pleased and—apparently agreeing because he doesn’t refute it, just pulls Jimin into a one armed hug and the two of them jabber on about nothing at all, half of which Jungkook doesn't hear over Seoul’s latest electronica-infused hip-hop blaring through the DJ’s speakers, but he nods along anyway—satisfied to pass the time with two of the three people he really cares to have conversations with here.

Taehyung does look good commanding a circle of actor friends around a cocktail table closer to the bar. Chic paisley button down shirt, tan Gucci loafers that Jungkook’s sworn not to tell his mother about because they cost that much money, and his lips are shiny-pink with Jin-hyung’s stolen balm, also ridiculously expensive. He’s always beautiful though, done-up like this or wrapped around Jungkook’s blankets and drooling into a pillow hugged to his chest at two in the morning. It’s hard to see small changes in a person when you’re with them nearly every hour of every day for years on end.

While he reaches out to crease his thumb and forefinger along the edge of Jungkook’s pressed shirt collar, Bogum says, “Don’t worry, JK. You’re glowing, too. Especially when you look at him,” and throws a wink in his direction.

Jungkook doesn’t really know what to think about that, knows he should take it as Bogum’s friendly, supportive nature, but there’s something unsettling about having their personal relationship plastered over their faces, especially when he can’t see it or control it.

When people look at them, can they really tell?

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#taekook #vkook #taekook fic #jeon jungkook/kim taehyung #bts fanfic #everyone loves kim taehyung #kim taehyung loves gucci and jeon jungkook #i don't think i ever posted this here? #more tags at the AO3 link

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