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taeguboi · 7 years

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“Tease” [TaeJin Fluff/Smut] PART 01

Pairing - BTS V / Taehyung ¦¦ Jin / Seokjin

Summary: What happens when the social butterfly gets a fluttering feeling of his own?

Kim Seokjin. The reason Taehyung has been visiting the local entertainment store daily without fail for the past 2 weeks. At best, the variety the vicinity had to offer was mediocre for Taehyung’s eclectic music tastes and was usually exceptional enough to drop into once a fortnight or something...

Since the arrival of the new employee however, his money had been squandered on: 2 deluxe versions of CDs he already has, 5 DVDs, a pair of headphones - perhaps the only thing he actually needed - and 4 posters that sadly stand rolled up in the corner of his room, like Christmas wrapping paper that you forget about when you’ve bought too much of it, buying to gift 30 people and then realizing you have 4 friends to buy for…

But he doesn’t mind. Every trip so far has proved worthwhile, never failing to conjure up a conversation with the cutie behind the till who has surprisingly been on shift there every time… it’s almost too perfect.

Entering the store once more on a quiet Friday evening, after college as always, Taehyung paces straight to the end of the first aisle down which he can see Seokjin knelt restocking the vinyl shelves. He should be used to this by now, approaching the guy, but there’s this adrenaline that fills his system every time he is about to greet the man.

“Hello stranger” Taehyung coyly smiles, looking down onto the attractive broad shoulders of the elder.

Now, usually Taehyung would only go for someone more around his own age, specifically the cute little mochi with the Busan accent that used to work at the local convenience store down the road from his house that sadly moved out of town… He swears to God if this guy moves away too, he’s resorting to online shopping…

They’ve talked about everything over the past days - culture, food, sports, tv… you name it, and it’s given Taehyung sufficient knowledge about his newfound crush, bar the mystery of the man’s sexuality,

“Ah, I was wondering when you would come over here first” Seokjin asserts, flustering Taehyung a tad.

There was a truth to that, Taehyung can’t deny; just coming into the store more often than usual was courageous enough for Taehyung. You wouldn’t think it if you saw him around college, socializing with literally everyone on the premises, but when he spots a guy he really likes, that confidence just disappears and he’s a completely different person.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” Taehyung knowingly smirks in response.

He knows he’s a sucker for a cute guy and when he falls, he falls hard; always has, always will, the most cringe-worthy example being in the final year of high school when he had this huge thing for the school prodigy Jeon Jeongguk who was placed in a lot of Taehyung’s classes… He was such a boisterous, informal teenager that could talk to everyone and anyone, until this guy sat next to him one day and bam - jelly legs, empty stomach, dizzy head…

“Although this does mean you’ve already broken our little tradition…” Seokjin replies, bringing himself to his feet. “But since the store is so dead today, there’s little point in beating around the bush… Now, how can I help you today?”

“I’m thinking of just chilling out on the couch tonight with a film, so…”

“Then allow me to escort you to the film aisle” Seokjin jests, bowing his head down and pointing in the right direction, to which Taehyung chuckles as he leads the way.

The boys pace minutely across the floor, engaging in conversation about the different films and tv series that Taehyung points at

“See, I really like stuff like this,” Taehyung begins, picking up a copy of an earlier series of the anime Detective Conan, “and it would be ace to collect stuff like this, but I kind of think it’s worthless when it’s all available online, like I don’t think it’s good enough to pay for when it’s all free…”

“Yeah, I feel you man, like some things are worth buying even when they’re available for free online, and it’s nicer to have a solid copy of something, but there are some series that can feel a little repetitive in that sense I suppose… So like what you have there, I feel is more something that is nice to watch one or two episodes of to kill an hour or take a break from a challenging task… I probably shouldn’t be saying this when I work in a store like this though, right?” Seokjin laughs.

They move onto the film section of the DVD aisle, inspecting the shelves that hold special offers. All the ‘classics’ that everyone has known and seen that show up on normal tv channels every weekend… With some exceptions.

“Ah…” Seokjin mildly grins, pointing at a darker dvd case. “Have you seen it?”

“Uh, I… Yes” Taehyung hesitantly replies, not wanting to seem like a complete and utter pervert as he registers which DVD Seokjin is talking about…

“Everyone always raves about it, but I don’t know… What did you think of it?”

Taehyung at this point is having an internal freak out right now. How is Seokjin asking these questions so calmly and seriously? Taehyung hasn’t even had time to contemplate whether he will be comfortable talking about such topics around this guy… Why must he have pointed at that film in particular? Why not just have a perfectly innocent conversation about one of the action films or something? Okay, technically that film is action, but not the James Bond kind of action… Kind of.

“It was… alright I guess?” Taehyung replies uncertainly, figuring that he’s going to have to force himself to be a bit more open about himself if he wants this crush to go anywhere, or at the very least get answers to the questions that run in his mind.

“Look, I’ll be perfectly honest here with you Seokjin, I don’t exactly… Let’s just say it’s not something I can engage with…” It’s very indirect and ambiguous but Taehyung hopes that’s enough to put across to Seokjin his orientation.

Of course, Seokjin is quite an intelligent man, Taehyung has gathered, and he seems to pick up the meaning, indicated by his tone “Oh, right, I see…” and what he says next all confuses, intrigues and scares Taehyung “I get you there, man, completely… She isn’t quite everyone’s type, is she?”

‘What does that mean?!? Is he like me… he said he gets me? What does he mean by ‘not quite everyone’s type’? Not everyone’s type by personality, appearance or gender? This is mental…’

“Um, no…”

“I’ll admit, I can relate to the guy in a roundabout kind of way, but… Just not with her… Simply put, you can’t really beat a dick, can you?”

‘Wow. Fuck. Fuck. This is escalating SO fast! Why is he being like this? Has he clocked on that I fancy him more than a big juicy steak being offered to a starving dog?... Omo Tae! Quit it with those thoughts!... He’s playing me, isn’t he? He’s fucking playing me…’

“Um, no, I guess not” Taehyung utters with a stiff smile that could easily be translated as an awkward smile of admittance rather than nervousness.

This shouldn’t be a problem at all, Taehyung figures. They’ve spoken about everything and anything lately and have become quite comfortable around each other… Yet this is real. This is Taehyung’s crush having a discussion based on sex; this makes Taehyung feel all sorts of things.

“Sorry, that was a little weird” Seokjin apologises. “I just… I guess I feel comfortable around you, that’s all… I don’t really talk to many people about…”

“Your sexuality?”

“Yeah.”

“Neither do I really…” Taehyung confesses. “‘Wasn’t even planning to come out at school, you know, until I kind of made things really obvious with this one guy around…”

“Oh dude! That’s like literally how I knew what I was, you know. Like one day, you’re thinking about what x times y could mean whilst trying to ignore your acknowledgement of a super hot classmate in your algebra lesson… and then you realise that x times y is basically xy…”

An awkward silence takes its place in the flow of conversation for a second as Taehyung fails to recognise the reference.

“Like the chromosome…?... Sorry, I’m just blabbering shit now…”

“No need to apologise, I, uh… it’s actually kind of a relief for me” Taehyung manages to admit.

“A relief? How so?”

This is it. The moment in which Taehyung is about to either make a complete fool of himself, or say the sentence that could be the start of something cool.

“I guess I’ve been wondering…” is all Taehyung musters before leaving another silence in the air.

Taehyung’s brain comes to a stand still. His fear of rejection is proving to be a barrier, stopping him from proceeding any further. He urges himself to continue, having already gotten nearer to confessing to Seokjin than he has with any other guy before. It would be a shame to stop when he’s come this far.

“So have I, actually…” Seokjin pipes up. “This… this is kinda nice, and… I’m gonna come clean here; I may have been picking up extra shifts this week…”

“Really?” Taehyung enquires, now feeling much more at ease that he doesn’t have to worry himself with what to say next. “Well, in that case, I have a confession to make also…”

“How many of the things that you’ve purchased here over the past few weeks are things you actually wanted?”

Taehyung chuckles, unashamed now to be called out on his frequent visits “I mean, there was the headphones…” he pauses. “Ah, that’s it” he concludes, hands in pockets, looking down at the floor, unsure where to look.

“Are you free after my shift?” Seokjin asks, causing Taehyung to lift his head back up. “I’d like to talk more outside of this same old place.”

“Of course” Taehyung grins.

“I’m really glad you like music, Taehyung.”

“I’m really glad I like music too, Seokjin.”

“Wait outside for me, yeah?” the elder winks, wandering away down the aisle and toward the till where he has noticed a customer ready to pay.

There aren’t many places to go at 6.30 on a Friday evening, and when you’ve only known one another for just under a fortnight, suggesting going back to one of the other’s house would seem a bit off… So here they sit, in front of some garage door at a parking lot, looking onto the city traffic.

“It’s strangely therapeutic, huh?” Seokjin asks, admiring the aesthetic of the lights with the dull evening sky.

“Yeah, I guess it kind of is; it’s quiet and away from people, yet you wouldn’t go crazy from the loneliness because people are getting on with their lives right over there.”

“So, sorry if this is weird and completely random, but it’s just that I’m eager about finally being able to talk to someone who can relate… How was it telling your parents about…?”

“About me being gay? I kind of didn’t tell them really, I just brought a boy home one day and formally introduced him as one would with a girlfriend and they kind of just gathered from there... How was it for you?”

“Probably the other end of the reaction spectrum!” Seokjin laughs with embarrassment.

“It wasn’t that bad was it?”

“I mean, it’s one of those things that a funny to look back on, but dreadfully humiliating at the time…”

“Seokjinnie, stop stalling and tell me!” Taehyung demands, playfully tapping Seokjin’s shoulder.

“Oh!” Seokjin gasps positively. “Is that a nickname for me?”

“Hmm… maybe” Taehyung leans forward with a grin. “Do you like it?”

“Hmm… maybe” Seokjin repeats back, also leaning in forward quite close so that the two boys’ noses almost touch

“Well you won’t be hearing it anymore if you don’t tell me” Taehyung backs away with a laugh, leaning backwards to rest his head against the garage door.

“So I kind of underestimated how intrusive my family can be…”

“Oh no, they found everything, didn’t they?” Taehyung asks with much empathy in his tone, tilting his head back upright, figuring that he would like to admire Seokjin’s facial features as he explains his story.

“Right down to these weird beads that I never even ended up using!”

“Oh right? I actually kind of like those ones…” Taehyung admits, then wondering why the heck those words just left his mouth...

“Well, you see, I prefer to stick to the front…” Seokjin openly states. “Stop me talking at any time if you want by the way, I understand this isn’t exactly what could be viewed as appropriate conversation material…”

“No, no, carry on. I just like talking to you” Taehyung beams.

“I feel awkward now because I stopped the flow of talking about the subject by directly mentioning it…”

“Somehow, I’ll try and continue for you then…” Taehyung manages to assert, rather surprised, yet pleased, at how he’s managing to come out of his shell more around a cute guy. “So by sticking to the front, is that just out of laziness, or…?”

“Uh, no, actually… I’d say far from it, in fact” Seokjin interrupts. “I… I often use my imagination to like make things feel more… real… and since I know my own preferences, it just sometimes started to seem kind of weird and not as great when I would… put something inside…”

Suddenly Taehyung feels feverish as different conclusions conjure in his head, all of a similar nature. Unsure of what he would have had Seokjin down as, if he had given it some prior thought, Taehyung doesn’t know what to do with this information and its potential meaning…

“I suppose although in reality, I’m a bit of a switch, in my fantasies… I’m mostly the dominant one; it gives me such a sense of excitement, you know, to be essentially in control of someone else’s pleasure when I…”

Taehyung interrupts Seokjin by urgently leaning in forward and presses his lips against the elder’s. He can’t take it anymore; these feelings for Seokjin were overwhelming before today as it was without all this talk about Seokjin’s sexual preferences… it’s such a turn on and too much for Taehyung that it has come to this; having to stop Seokjin in his tracks before his words have too much of an effect on him… Although in this moment, Taehyung is unsure as to whether he’s really made matters that much simpler for himself at all…

Though the kiss is forced and very in the moment, it also manages to have a tender side to it with the new and compelling feeling of Seokjin’s supple, smaller pout against Taehyung’s wider, yet still full, lips that might still be a little dry from the lack of focus he has had on himself. Taehyung’s large hand cups Seokjin’s smooth cheek which eventually releases itself of tension upon registering the intense moment.

Seokjin allows sufficient time to appreciate the kiss before backing away to speak “See, there was a reason I pointed out that DVD earlier, you know…” he begins, running his index finger along Taehyung’s chest, pausing at a button. “I can be terrible for acting in this way, I know…”

“You are indeed terrible Seokjinnie…” Taehyung agrees, running his thumb gently along Seokjin’s cheek bone. “You’re trying to get me worked up on purpose, aren’t you?... You’re not even going to be surprised when I tell you…”

“...That all this talk about sex has affected you more than it should have?”

“Uh-huh” Taehyung instantly admits without any sense of dignity or patience, feeling humid now even though the evening air is rather breezy.

Seokjin leans back in so that his forehead presses against Taehyung’s and he closes his eyes. He can hear Taehyung’s shaky breath that he receives as nervousness, causing Seokjin to open his eyes to take in the appearance of the boy in front of him.

As Taehyung runs his tongue around his lips to give them moisture, languidly blinking a couple of times, Seokjin just has to draw Taehyung back in for another kiss by hooking his finger into Taehyung’s shirt to pull him in. This time, there is much more fire and intensity, so as Seokjin crashes his lips against Taehyung’s, the latter returns the sensation, turning the kiss into a passionate one.

A passionate kiss turns into a passionate make out as Seokjin increases the intensity by taking in the taste of Taehyung with a loose tongue, and in turn, Taehyung explores all that is Seokjin, tracing his hands along Seokjin’s neck, down to his shoulders, then his upper arms, lingering with a firm grip for a while before travelling his hands further down to lace his fingers between Seokjin’s.

Some more gentle kisses are exchanged between the two before Taehyung manages to shift his weight to lean and rise over Seokjin, guiding him back to rest his back against the cool brick wall that borders the garage door. Taehyung positions his knees on either side of Seokjin’s thighs, allowing more intimate contact… Possibly more intimate than the younger bargained for as his slowly hardening member presses up against Seokjin’s stomach, eliciting a muted hiss from the tip of his tongue and through gritted teeth.

“Oh man, this sucks…” Taehyung states with a nervous laugh, throwing his head back in frustration.

“I know right…?... It seems my plan has backfired on me if I’m honest with you…” Seokjin desperately replies with a low tone, breath shaky.

No more words are spoken as they continue to plant kisses on each other’s lips, taking shallow breaths between each. It’s getting increasingly difficult for either to contain themselves as each is getting more and more aroused with each second that drags by.

Seokjin can feel Taehyung’s perfect lips getting softer and his breath hitching more with each touch the elder gives him, from a caress of the face, to a needy grip of the hair at the nape of his neck, and especially as Seokjin runs his fingers down Taehyung’s back. It becomes a constant fight between Seokjin and his urge to completely have his way with Taehyung here and now… after all, they’re in a public place…

“Definitely backfiring” Seokjin repeats the second Taehyung presses his weight against Seokjin’s now sensitive crotch.

“Maybe we could set up camp here...I’ve built something of a tent in my trousers…” Taehyung jests, attempting to relieve the two of their hunger for each other by adding some humour to the atmosphere.

“Now if only we did have an actual tent though… That would solve our little problem…”

“I know I’m probably getting myself in way too deep here but…” Taehyung begins, wrapping his arms around Seokjin’s neck. “Hypothetically, what would you do if it was just us two in a tent?...” he enquires, raising his eyebrows.

“Well that all depends…”

“On what?”

“On what you like…”

“I would like to hear more about ‘in control’ Seokjin… It sounds… hmm…” he hums, tilting his head playfully “...hot.”

“Well then…” Seokjin rasps, tilting his head to the opposite side to allow his breath to be felt upon Taehyung’s lips which breaths of anticipation escape past. “First, I’d tease you relentlessly, pretending to be unknowing of how I’m making you feel… I like to tease, you see; I like to see what effect I can have on someone before I’ve even started… I have to have that sense of excelling in making someone want me for me before I get too eager to take all my clothes off…”

“How would you tease me?” the younger asks, planting a single kiss against the elder’s lips.

“Hmm…” Seokjin ponders. “Well, I must reach out to all your senses, so a combination of things… Starting with more subtle things such as unnecessarily licking my lips for you, and maybe other poses and gestures that are seemingly innocent on the surface…” he informs as he indeed parallels his words by moistening his lips.

“...So that’s why you’d always gaze into the air seductively when you would claim to be thinking about something…” Taehyung responds.

“What do you mean ‘claim to be thinking’?” Seokjin questions. “I could hardly have been thinking about nothing could I? That’s imposs…”

“Alright, you know what I meant…” the younger rectifies. “That you probably weren’t thinking about the things you said you were like restocking, and…”

“I guess you got me there…”

“I bet you were thinking about making your face look as… as luscious as possible…”

“Then I’d kick it up a notch” Seokjin interrupts. “ I’d react to things with moans, an ‘accidental’ brush against your skin, and again, it’d seem innocent and unintentional… But I always know exactly what I’m doing…” he growls

“Damn right you would…” murmurs Taehyung.

“How easily would you give in Tae?...” Seokjin asks with a grunt, dropping his head back against the wall. “Would you be patient and resilient…” he begins to ask, lifting his head back up to make direct eye contact, “or would you falter at the first gesture?...”

“You have the looks of a model and the aura of a stud… Of course I would give in…” Taehyung declares, confidently maintaining eye contact.

“Are you weak for me Taehyungie?”

“I really am… Especially now you’re talking like this… Damn, I wish we could be somewhere else!” Taehyung sobs subtly.

“Me too… You’d make such beautiful noises, I know you would… I just wonder how much I could change that killer deep voice of yours…”

Seokjin was intending to carry on with the talk, but stops as Taehyung stumbles to his feet and holds a hand out, offering to help Seokjin stand. Instead of reaching a hand back out, Seokjin just looks up at Taehyung with a confused expression.

“We need to move away from here” Taehyung states, eyes glancing left and right wearily.

“Where to?” Seokjin enquires, finally taking a hold of Taehyung’s hand and bringing himself up on his feet.

“We’ll figure something out” Taehyung replies, beginning to move one foot in front of the other, causing Seokjin to follow, still holding on to the younger’s hot sweaty palm.

The boys travel with urgency and desperation, almost brisk walking and staggering on the tips of their toes across the car park.

Leading out onto a main street through they walk down there quite innocently, now properly holding hands, fingers intertwined, Seokjin making sure to be on the outer side nearer to the road, almost as if he is protecting the younger. The city lights that have a recent glow to them seem hazy under the heavy eyes of the two infatuated boys that seek privacy to fulfil each other’s desires.

“It’s kind of ridiculous how few places one can actually get away from the world in peace, huh?; considering that everyone out here is minding there own business, not even caring for what goes on in the distance” states Taehyung, still scanning the streets for even a hint to the answer he seeks.

“I guess so… I suppose really it’s just because the chance of being caught is still there nonetheless, causing us to be more wary” answers Seokjin. “Um, you can tell me if I’m being way too forward here, but… We’re actually not far from where I live…”

Taehyung flashes Seokjin an inviting smile “Man, why didn’t you say that earlier?”

“As I told you Tae…” Seokjin grins, tightening the grip on Taehyung’s hand and now swaying the control of the path they lead to his instruction, “I’m a bit of a tease…”

Seokjin leads as the boys rush through the gateway and the elder searches the pocket of his hoodie for the house key. The lock rattles as Seokjin’s shaky hand attempts to unlock the door

“Nice place you’ve got!...” Taehyung exclaims.

Seokjin hushes the younger boy: “There’s one thing I should have mentioned before; there’s like a 50-50 chance that my housemate will be in….” he explains, cut off by a voice unknown to Taehyung.

“Hey Seokjin, man! What time do you…” A face appears to be paired with the voice and the housemate registers the arrival of a guest and stops in his tracks.

The housemate appears to be just as enthusiastic about music as Taehyung himself is, the latter notes, observing the headphones that rest around the boy’s neck.

“Ah, Yoongi, this is Taehyung…” Hesitantly, Seokjin tries to introduce his guest to his house mate “He’s my… friend…”

“Alright…” Yoongi unsurely voices. “Nice to meet you Taehyung. Don’t mean to be rude but I.... was... actually... about to go to bed… yeah, so…”

“Perfect!” Seokjin is quick to say out loud. “Uh… I mean, cool, yeah” he corrects to which Yoongi lets out a chuckle.

“You kids have fun” Yoongi tells the two, obviously having caught on to the nature of Seokjin and Taehyung’s relationship. He exits swiftly, placing his headphones over his ears.

Seokjin awkwardly looks down to the floor whilst Yoongi exits to his room as Taehyung lifts Seokjin’s chin with his index finger and the younger raises his eyebrows suggestively once eye contact is made.

“I don’t know why you’re raising your ‘brows at me like that Taehyungie… We’re gonna have to be hella quiet; are you sure you can handle that?”

“Looks like I��m going to have to, doesn’t it?” the younger smiles back, taking a hold of Seokjin’s hand.

Part 2 coming soon [hopefully]

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lihimnagunita · 5 years

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My Heart in Your Hands (The Safest Place)

So, it's not that Seokjin doesn't have any self-confidence. It's just that, on some not so good days, on days when there are more scene retakes, on days when he can't seem to satisfy the director, on days when there seems to be more negative than positive comments about him online and in the media, on days when he feels like he’s especially disappointed everyone, he's a little bit more self-critical. Seokjin nitpicks on everything about himself, from his appearance to his acting technique to the way he interacts with other people. On those days, he finds it a little hard to love himself.

Today is one of those not so good days.

(Seokjin has a not so good day and is troubled by insecurities. Taehyung does his best to help chase them away.)

Tags: Actor! Kim Seokjin, Model! Kim Taehyung, Insecurities, Fluff and Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Implied Sexual Content, Established Relationship, Alternate Universe.

Ao3.

It's not that Seokjin doesn't have any self-confidence.

Even though it took him quite a while to get there, he's become fairly comfortable in his own skin. He knows he has a handsome face. (He's got the media calling him 'Worldwide Handsome'. Taehyung had liked the nickname so much when he had first heard it, so much that he changed Seokjin's contact name in his phone from Jinnie-hyung 💜 to Worldwide Handsome-hyung💜💜 .

“I’m honored to have my very own Worldwide Handsome-hyung,” Taehyung had told him after, winking at him. Seokjin had exaggeratedly blown him a kiss and it had made Taehyung giggle loudly.)

He knows that his shoulders are broad and his waist is slim and his muscles are well-defined. (He exercises regularly to maintain his figure and he makes it a personal mission to have Taehyung join him at least once a week for health reasons. Taehyung doesn't really like exercising, but he also doesn't protest whenever Seokjin asks him to warm up with him, saying something along the lines of “I want to spend with time you even though I feel like dying after because you mean the world to me” and “Do you see yourself when you exercise, do you think I’ll pass up on that?”

And maybe it's also because Seokjin always cuddles with him in bed after they've finished exercising and showering.)

He knows he can cook fairly well. (He's always liked cooking and Taehyung prefers to eat his home-cooked meals over the food served at five-star restaurants.

“They don't make the food with love like you do and they don't taste half as good as the meals you make,” Taehyung had explained when Seokjin had asked him why.

“Besides, I like eating with you, Hyung. You always eat so well so you make me want to eat well, too,” Taehyung had added easily.

It honestly made Seokjin very happy to hear that because while he loves it when people enjoy his cooking, he loves it even more when the people he especially cares about eat well.)

He knows he's respectful and kind to every person he meets regardless of their age, status or occupation. (He was raised to be courteous to everyone and he lives by that. He treats his manager, the staff, his co-stars, his fans and everyone else he encounters with utmost respect. Taehyung had pointed out how every woman wanted to marry him and how every mother in the country wanted to have him as part of their family because of how much of a catch he was.

“Renowned veteran actor Jin-ssi, voted as the number one most eligible bachelor and the number one most desired son-in-law in South Korea for his good looks, respectable career and his good manners,” Taehyung had read out from his phone with a small, endearing pout, “You're always so in demand, Jin-hyung. I have way too much competition!”

Taehyung had only just finished his photo shoot at that time. Seokjin had decided to drop by because his filming had finished early that day and he had wanted the two of them to go back home together. Taehyung, who still had leftover glitter in his eyelids, had been pouting so cutely that Seokjin had been very tempted to kiss the pout away.

So he did.

Seokjin had crowded him against the wall of his dressing room, gripping his hips and nipping at his neck. Taehyung had let out a startled moan when Seokjin had slipped a thigh in between his legs, slowly rubbing him through his jeans.

“What do you mean by ‘competition’, Taehyung-ah?” Seokjin had asked him, voice low and lips grazing his ear. “ I’ve only ever been yours.” He had ground his hips against Taehyung’s and had swallowed down his next moan.

Taehyung’s styled hair had slowly started to come undone and his expression had been heated. “Mine?” He had echoed and Seokjin had held his gaze before giving him a soft smile.

“Yours, always yours,” Seokjin had murmured before capturing Taehyung’s lips again.

Needless to say, they had gotten home much later than planned that day.)

He knows he acts a bit sillier than most people his age with his penchant for dad jokes and his never-ending supply of puns and his undying love for video games. (The company had originally wanted him to have a cool and standoffish image, but Seokjin hadn't wanted to appear as somebody he was not, at least not off-screen. Seokjin, despite being introverted, is naturally a very high-spirited person. He loves cracking jokes and creating a light-hearted mood. He always does his best to make sure the people around him are happy and comfortable because that makes him happy, too.

“You're a very sincere person, Hyung, it's really admirable,” Taehyung had murmured softly to him on one rare evening when neither of them had any photo shoots or filming to get to. Seokjin's head had been resting on Taehyung's lap and when he had made a questioning hum, Taehyung had smiled at him warmly and he had pressed a tender kiss to Seokjin’s lips.

“I'm very lucky to have someone like you in my life, Jin-hyung, I love you,” Taehyung had continued, running his fingers through Seokjin's hair and chuckling at the blush that appeared on Seokjin's cheeks.

“I’m the one that’s lucky to have you in my life, Taehyungie,” Seokjin had mumbled shyly before sitting up and leaning his head against Taehyung’s shoulder. “I love you too.”)

While he doesn't think he's exceptionally talented in acting, he knows he's a very hard worker. (He does extensive research on every role he acts out and practices harder than anyone else. Seokjin loves acting, so he doesn't mind exerting extra effort for it. Taehyung always tells him how proud he is of Seokjin and how he falls in love with him all over again every time he sees Seokjin acting.

“You're always so passionate whenever you act out your scenes, Hyung, it's easy to see how much you really love and enjoy what you're doing,” Taehyung had whispered to him in between heated kisses, “Passionate people are really attractive, Hyung, I'm falling in love with you all over again.”

He had spirited Seokjin away during his break and had proceeded to kiss him senseless in Seokjin's private trailer. Seokjin had been surprised, but he also hadn't been complaining, not when his neck had been decorated with marks and not when he had Taehyung panting in his lap and asking for more.)

Today is one of those not so good days.

Seokjin is both physically and emotionally drained by the time he reaches their condominium. As he makes his way towards the living room, the criticisms he encountered replay like a broken record in his head.

You keep forgetting your lines! Are you serious about acting at all?

Don’t you think Jin is overrated? I mean, there are other really good actors that are much younger and much better than him.

I don’t understand why he’s so narcissistic. Does he have to keep talking about his so-called handsome face? He’s so irritating.

There are other people who can act out that role better than he can. He’s just another pretty face, anyway.

Seokjin knows he shouldn’t take the criticisms to heart. He knows he shouldn’t dwell on the negativity, knows it won’t do him any good.

He knows all of this.

It’s just that sometimes, sometimes, Seokjin is a little bit more vulnerable and he can’t help but fall into self-doubt. He can’t help but wonder if the things he reads online and the things he hears about himself are true, especially since so many people seem to agree with them. Things like he isn’t that good of an actor, that he’s only a pretty face, that he’s annoying and irritating for behaving the way he does.

It brings a certain kind of heaviness in Seokjin’s chest. Am I unlikeable the way I am? Am I not enough the way I am? He ponders sadly.

Seokjin’s so lost in his thoughts that he doesn’t notice the sound of the bedroom door opening nor does he hear Taehyung’s footsteps and his soft “Hyung, welcome back”.

Am I unlikeable the way I am? Am I not enough the way I am?

Seokjin startles when Taehyung enters his field of vision. The other’s face is filled with concern as he reaches out to touch Seokjin’s cheek.

“Hyung,” Taehyung murmurs, “You’re crying.”

It’s only then that Seokjin notices the steady stream of warm tears falling down his cheeks. Taehyung pulls Seokjin into his embrace, rubbing his back soothingly. Seokjin buries his head in Taehyung’s shoulder and clutches the back of his shirt as he lets himself cry over the day’s frustrations and his lingering sadness and disappointment in himself.

“Oh, Jin-hyung,” Taehyung says softly once Seokjin’s cries mellowed into soft whimpers. He kisses the top of his head. “Hyung, can you tell me what happened?”

(Seokjin dislikes being vulnerable in front of others. He dislikes it because he’s always been the kind of person who keeps his personal matters and troubles to himself. He’s the kind of person that doesn’t want other people to take on his burdens if he can help it.)

Taehyung coaxes him to look at him and Seokjin slowly lifts his head from the other’s shoulder. He looks at the younger man and all he sees are the unconditional love and patience in Taehyung’s gaze.

(Seokjin dislikes being vulnerable in front of others, but he doesn’t dislike being vulnerable in front of Taehyung, not when Taehyung has always been a very genuine and kind person, not when Taehyung is the person Seokjin loves and trusts the most and not when Taehyung is the one person that truly understands him.

Vulnerability is something Seokjin will never want to show others, but if it’s Taehyung, he finds that it’s okay. Seokjin has always, always felt safe baring his heart to Taehyung.)

“Today is a not so good day,” Seokjin begins, voice a little hoarse. Taehyung gently pulls him over and maneuvers them so that the two of them are seated on the couch.

Seokjin starts to recount everything that’s happened, from the unsatisfied director to the many retakes, from the criticisms about his acting to the criticisms about his personality. He tells Taehyung about how he finds it very difficult to love himself on the not so good days, how the not so good days always make him wish he was a different person. Taehyung remains quiet throughout Seokjin’s explanation, nodding patiently and squeezing his hand encouragingly whenever Seokjin falters.

When Seokjin finishes, Taehyung brings their intertwined hands to his lips and kisses Seokjin’s knuckles. “Thank you for telling me, Hyung,” He tells him softly.

“It’s just-” Seokjin exhales shakily “Days like these make me wish that I’m different who I am and it’s silly because it’s such a trivial thing, don’t you think? I mean there are worse problems out there-”

“Hyung, please don’t downplay your feelings,” Taehyung says seriously as he cups Seokjin’s cheek, making Seokjin meet his warm gaze. “Your feelings are valid, okay? They’re not silly at all.”

Taehyung brushes Seokjin’s hair back with his other hand. “I’m sad that you’re feeling sad,” He murmurs, “I wish you wouldn’t have to deal with such negative feelings when you’re doing what you love the most and when you’re living so sincerely.”

(Taehyung is a lot of things. He’s an exceptionally talented and hardworking model. He’s an art enthusiast and a dog lover. He’s a very genuine person, so much that Seokjin still finds himself in awe of how deeply Taehyung’s empathy runs sometimes.)

Taehyung kisses Seokjin then. “Hyung, you work so hard and you’re always doing your best. I’ll never stop being proud of you,” He continues softly, lovingly, “And Hyung? You don’t have to change anything about yourself. You’re wonderful the way you are and I love you so much.”

(Taehyung is a lot of things. He’s very good at listening to other people’s worries and telling them what they need to hear. Taehyung is Seokjin’s anchor, his comfort, his home.

Taehyung is and will always be the person Seokjin loves the most.)

He presses his lips to Seokjin’s again, gentle and reassuring. He whispers “I love you, Hyung” and “You’re enough, you’re wonderful” in between the kisses he showers the other with. Seokjin takes it all in, the comfort and love and care and warmth that only Taehyung can give him, that Taehyung unconditionally gives him.

As Taehyung continues to whisper and caress his face lightly, Seokjin finds his heart slowly feeling lighter and lighter.

(Today is a not so good day, but Taehyung manages to chase Seokjin’s sadness and insecurities away and replace it with his overflowing love and warmth.)

Seokjin pulls away slightly and whispers back, “Thank you, Taehyung-ah, I love you too.”

Taehyung smiles gently at him and moves to guide him towards their bedroom. He helps Seokjin change into his pajamas and proceeds to tuck both of them in bed. Taehyung makes Seokjin rest his head on his chest as his fingers start to play with Seokjin’s hair. The motion is relaxing and it makes Seokjin sleepier and sleepier by the second.

“You’re wonderful the way you are, Jin-hyung,” Taehyung repeats lovingly, draping an arm around Seokjin’s waist, pulling him closer. Seokjin snuggles up to him and replies in a sleepy whisper, “You’re wonderful the way you are too, Taehyung-ah, I love you.”

Seokjin’s eyes fall close so he doesn’t get to see the fond smile on Taehyung’s face nor does he get to feel the soft kiss Taehyung presses against his forehead.

Seokjin falls asleep with his heart feeling lighter, warmer and loved.

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