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vmklvrs · 4 years ago

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I think about "already established jikook have a Thing with Tae without actually being with Tae (yet), meanwhile Taehyung is just 'my lovely bffs whom I love to watch kissing without any further reason than The Aesthetic'" a lot so like... Bear with me

But the inherent (homo)eroticism of jikook kissing as Jimin is in Tae's lap??? And it starts so chaste neither of the three actually notices what's going on: yes, Tae has still his arms wrapped around Jimin's middle, and yes, Jk has actually kissed the top of Tae's head in greeting before pecking Jimin's lips, and maybe his hand is still on Tae's shoulder as he keeps planting chaste kisses on his boyfriend's face; and maybe one of Jimin's hands in still gripping Tae's, keeping his arms right there, even as the other caresses Jungkook's cheek, tilts his head to kiss him better, deeper. But it's okay, right? Why would Tae be upset over having his soulmate all over himself as he kisses his boyfriend, Tae's other best friend? Why would Jimin dislodge himself from his most comfortable position when he's just greeting his boyfriend? Why would Jungkook deprive his boyfriend of his soulmate? It makes no sense for either of the three of them to stop and change something about their positions, so they don't. Even as the kisses deepen, get more languid. Even as they start properly making out against him, Tae just... Keeps his arms loosely around Jimin's torso, his eyes casually fixed on the spectacle that is in front of him, because it's all chill, isn't it? Even as Jungkook grips his shoulder tighter and tighter, even as their breathing gets more and more laboured. There's something soft, still, even in their hunger; something that belongs to romantic movies, in the way they keep alternating bruising, biting kisses, to butterfly kisses to the raised, ever-smiling corners of their lips. Taehyung cannot stop watching, and why would he? The way Jimin keeps caressing Tae's pulse point on his wrist with the pad of his thumb is permission in and of itself. And it's not like they haven't discussed their relationship with him -at length, and often.

It's a bit unusual seeing them making out so closely -he can see their tongues moving, and he can hear even the tiniest sound they make, the way their clothes shuffle; he can feel their heat, all pressed up against him, maybe making him part of it all - but it's not bad. Not bad at all, even when Jimin exhales a rush of breath and just... Sags against him, like a king setting even more comfortably on his throne. It should be a funny image, maybe accompanied by jokes about Napoleon or something -was the guy a king?, some distant part of his head asks-, but it's just intoxicating, like a syrup-y high that had got to him the few times he's tried good wine. It's good, really. The way they're both settling against him, even if maybe he's holding his breath. If he ever had let himself imagine how it would feel to have Jimin and Jungkook getting worked up above him, he never would have guessed it would feel this good, despite the lack of oxygen and the slight, natural way he's getting worked up himself.

The thing is: he doesn't let himself wonder. He watches the way Jungkook presses Jimin against him and he doesn't wonder. He feels Jimin tighten his hold on his wrist as Jk nips his red and swollen bottom lip, and he doesn't wonder. He feels his hands twitching to touch, and he. Does. Not. Wonder. His mind stays blissfully still in the moment, in the way two of his best friend are kissing, have been kissing for what feels like ages. Jungkook's grip on his shoulder inches closer to his neck, the perspiration on both of them making the glide all the more easy, and Tae is so surprised he ends up inhaling loudly, louder than he intended to; still pecking Jimin's lips, Jungkook's eyes open, while his thumb has taken to caress his clavicle. 'Everything okay?' is what is gaze is asking.

'Are you okay?' is the question echoed in the pattern Jimin is embedding on how wrist, touch gentler.

'Yes', he hopes his eyes convey to Jungkook, as he looks at him straight in the eye.

'Never better', he hopes his hands say to Jimin, as he splays them on the other boy's abdomen and presses him closer, closer still.

The atmosphere doesn't change as much as it gets slower, like molasses, like dripping honey. Jungkook keeps his eyes open, weirdly, sometimes looking at Jimin, sometimes looking at him watching them. Jimin feels even more languid in his lap, like a cat that sometimes will stir and reposition themselves to their liking, sleep and love warm.

It's... It's something. Tae doesn't know what, and maybe, right now, he doesn't need to know it, just to keep himself in the moment and not to lose himself. And with two of his best friend anchoring him, how could he get lost?

#vminkook #jikook #taekook #vmin #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #idk idk idk i just needed to get it out of my brain i guess #vminkook fanfic #i mean its a snippet but whatever

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