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And Taehyung straightens back up, finds himself standing way too close to not notice—to not notice the way Jungkook’s lashes look under the light, the way his mouth curves soft, the way his gaze bores into Taehyung as if questioning, wondering what he’s about to do.

Terrifyingly quick, the pace of his heart runs, the complete opposite of the kiss he presses to Jungkook’s lips. Another breath, and another pause, and Taehyung’s hands are sliding up to splay gently across the sides of Jungkook’s neck, thumbing along the line of his jaw, even as Jungkook lets out the softest of sounds. He doesn’t pull away, though. He doesn’t push Taehyung away.

Tugging away, barely tugging away, Taehyung nudges their noses together, and observes the way Jungkook’s eyes open, tiny blinks. “You look so pretty like this,” says Taehyung softly, and Jungkook’s mouth falls open slightly, breath hitching, “can I kiss you again, Jungkookie?”