✨06✨

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All day, Taehyung noticed Jungkook. He always did. But that day, he studied him closely to notice any change. Whatever they shared in kitchen in the morning, even if it wasn't much, it meant something.... didn't it?

Like which uncle and nephew flirt like that otherwise?

Jungkook also need to be into it like Taehyung to react to Taehyung's advances in that way, but his actions confused the boy. All day, Jungkook stayed natural. He didn't even try to strike a conversation with Taehyung. It wasn't like he was ignoring the boy. He was just.... being his usual self. 

Once he left to his room after that small interaction in kitchen, he came down to have breakfast. After that, he went out somewhere with Jimin's father. He came back a little before noon. Taehyung was playing his game on the couch when they have returned.

Jungkook had thrown him a regular smile. Nothing more.

The moment their eyes met, Taehyung's heart raced, his stomach twisting into knots, but his uncle? He barely blinked as if nothing had ever happened. The boy had expected something—anything, really. Maybe a lingering glance or a quiet moment of staring competition.

But there was none of that.

It irritated as well as annoyed Taehyung. 

The way Jungkook had stared at him, the way his eyes had roamed Taehyung's body—it had felt charged. It had felt... real. His eyes have held that darkness which wasn't innocent or holy at all. It was a very clear lust. How can he just act as if morning never happened. Taehyung had been so bold and inviting with his words. 

When his thoughts started messing with his mind, Taehyung locked his phone and threw it away only to look around himself. Jimin was sprawled on the beanie. Both of their mothers were trying to pick gifts for Taehyung's birthday. 

There was no one else in the hall.

The boy got up yawning. "I am gonna take a nap." He told to no one and walked away from there. Up in his room, he drew all the curtains. To distract himself from his thoughts, he surrendered himself to sleep.

Neither he will be conscious, nor would he think about his uncle's behavior.

He startled back to his senses when he felt the world shaking tremendously. The boy jolted upright only to find Jimin shaking him furiously. 

"What the fuck, Chim?" He questioned trying to catch his breath. It had felt like he was caught up at the epicenter of earthquake. His heart had jumped into his throat almost.

Jimin only grinned. "Get up, slutty prince. We are going to shopping."

Taehyung ignored him and went back to sleep. "Not interested."

"Are you waking up or shall I spank you?"

"Chim! Just get the fuck away. Leave me alone. I was having a beautiful dream. You ruined it."

"And what were you doing in that dream? Sucking Uncle Jeon? Or fucking your brains out on his thick cock?" The boy questioned pulling him up against Taehyung's will. 

Forgetting all his struggles to go back to sleep, the boy looked at Jimin narrowly. "How do you know he has a thick cock?"

"You are such a slut for him, Tae." Jimin laughed at his best friend. "In my three questions, you only noticed two words?"

Taehyung looked at him offended. "I am not a slut." he dared. "And that was not the answer to my question."

Jimin huffed stepping away and crossed his arms on his chest. "I know what you are behind that mask of innocence. About the thickness of his cock, I just guessed it." He nodded his head as if it was the most obvious thing. "Now you are getting your bubble butt out of the bed yourself or shall I drag you out of it?"

"Screw you." Taehyung made a face at him but did as instructed. "I'll take a shower."

"Good. Be down in ten. I am waiting." He spanked Taehyung lightly as he passed by him only to get cursed. Jimin only grinned in response and walked out of the room.

Almost fifteen minutes later, Taehyung walked down the stairs wearing a white t-shirt and tight pants only to find almost all of his cousins in the hall. His eyes searched for Jimin, but the boy was nowhere. His brown gaze stopped at his uncle who had his one arm sprawled on the headrest of the couch as he laughed over something Sera said.

Taehyung's mind took him back to morning where he was alone with his uncle in the kitchen.

He pushed his thoughts away and walked down. Sera called him over when she saw him. Taehyung smiled at the girl and walked over to the other couch. Plopping down with his one leg over the other, he glanced towards his uncle who was checking something on his phone.

Taehyung rolled his eyes and took his own device out.

Glancing around the place once more for Jimin who was supposed to be waiting for him here in the hall, he busied himself in his phone. His fingers tapped against the screen as he liked and commented on the pictures his friends from school posted.

The boy paused for a moment when he felt a gaze on himself.

The boy poked his inner cheek. When he couldn't control himself anymore, he finally looked at his uncle only to find him showing Sera something on his phone.

The boy furrowed his eyebrows and looked around himself.

He really felt as if someone was watching him, but he found no one looking his way. The furrow in his eyebrows only deepened. He glanced at his uncle again before his confused gaze went to his own phone.

"Okay.... let's go." Jimin walked down the stairs grabbing Taehyung's attention. Forgetting about the burning gaze from a minute ago, he looked at his best friend with a raised eyebrow. Jimin gave a sheepish smile. "Got stuck with something important." He winked.

Taehyung could see the fresh bite on his cousin's neck. He gave a roll of his eyes. "of course."

"Let's get going." Jimin ignored the sarcasm in Taehyung's voice. "Guys...." he called turning towards everyone who was left. "Let's go."

Everyone nodded and got up. Jimin looked at his uncle. "Are you-" He paused noticing Vera walking there. His eyebrows flew up watching her in Jungkook's shirt only. The girl looked thoroughly fucked.

Her lips, her neck, her lazy eyes, everything screamed she have had a wild time. Taehyung's eyes lingered at the marks on her wrists and neck. What his uncle did with that woman, he could picture it so vividly in his mind. Jungkook. Not with Vera but with Taehyung. Holding his wrists at his back as he took him from behind or biting and sucking hickeys on his neck as he fucked the daylight out of him against a wall.

Jimin looked at Taehyung only to find him staring at the woman. Amusement flickered in his eyes. He could only imagine what Taehyung must be thinking.

He wanted to laugh.

"Are you guys going somewhere, Chimin?" Vera's question made Jimin remove his eyes from Taehyung. He looked at her. "Yeah... we were going to shopping. Wanna join?" He could feel a glare on himself. He knew Taehyung was so going to kill him, but he ignored his best friend for the moment and nodded. 

Vera turned towards her boyfriend. "Let's go, baby. I need to buy a few things."

Jungkook only nodded. The lady smiled at Jimin. "I'll be back in five." She said and walked away from there. Jimin watched her bare legs and swaying ass as she went up the stairs with a glint in his eyes.

"I'll be waiting outside." Taehyung informed to no one in particular and walked away from there. He didn't want to strangle Jimin right there. Death would be such an easy punishment.

Chimin... are you going somewhere? He mimicked to himself and walked out already feeling his skin itching with annoyance. 

The boy took a deep breath and walked down the stone pavement lined with beautiful flowering patches on both sides.

Instead of five, the woman took fifteen minutes. Taehyung was leaning onto the car wearing his black sunglasses, his phone in his hand when he saw the three walking out.

"Keys?" He asked Jimin. "I am driving."

The said boy looked at him with a raised eyebrow, but he dared not to ask any question. He took out the key and handed it to Taehyung. Without glancing towards Vera or Jungkook, the boy walked around and got into the driving seat.

Jimin and Jungkook shared a look. When his uncle raised a questioning eyebrow, Jimin just gave him a pained smile. "He... is scary when he is mad."

"But...why is he mad?"

Jimin blinked wondering what Taehyung would do if he told his uncle. He just shrugged. "Dunno...I'll be in the back." He pointed towards the door and hopped inside. If Taehyung decided to crash the car, there were more chances that he would survive.

Jungkook glanced towards Taehyung who threw his phone into lap before buckling seatbelt. Tilting his head slightly, the man opened the door to passenger side and sat inside while Vera took the place beside Jimin. Taehyung started the ignition and drove away not sparing a glance to anyone.

He was too annoyed to get distracted by his uncle's presence beside him, or his black eyes trained on Taehyung. The amount of sweet talking Jimin was doing with Vera, it was only adding fuel to the fire.

The boy changed the gear again and again until he couldn't anymore.

Taehyung could see his uncle watching him. Even when the boy tried not to, he ended up glancing towards him. Jungkook watched Taehyung driving so carelessly with surprise written all over his face.

Amusement flickered in Taehyung's brown eyes.

Why was his uncle so surprised? Didn't expect something like that from a good boy?

He looked away trying to suppress the smirk that almost made it to his lips and focused on the road. He could only imagine the look on his uncle's face when he gets to know about all the other sides Taehyung keeps hidden.

They were at the shopping mall in no time where they met the rest. Vera went with the girls while Taehyung ditched Jimin as soon as he could. He was so going to make his cousin pay for inviting that bitch!

Loving his peace of mind more than a company, he left everyone behind and went his own way. There was nothing specific he needed to buy. Maybe a razor. Yes, but nothing else so he decided to just stroll around the mall looking around to pass his time.

Taehyung sighed pushing his hands in the pocket and made his way into the clothing section. There, he came across a baby no more than four-year-old looking around himself with curious eyes while his parents selected clothes to buy. Taehyung smiled at him softly when their eyes met.

The baby was a bit hesitant at first but watching the warmth in the stranger's eyes, he also smiled back. The innocent smile and starry eyes filled Taehyung with a happiness he always felt around kids.

He was a person who loved to be alone but somehow, kids made him happy.

He remembered so many incidents where he had jumped in rain with small kids in his street or took his neighbor's daughter to park on occasions when they requested him to baby sit for the evening when both of them had work. They had mentioned how their daughter calls him 'her prince'. 

Taehyung had cooed so hard.

He waved the baby a bye and walked away from there.

Soft music filled the air along with the slow murmur of other customers who were out on shopping. A t-shirt caught the boy's eye. He walked ahead and took it out to have a better look, but he flinched and jumped away when he heard words whispered in his ears.

"That's a nice t-shirt."

Taehyung could feel his heart in his throat. The husky voice had travelled straight to his stomach like a pinch of aphrodisiac. The boy could hear blood roaring in his ears as he tried to steady his breath while his uncle watched him with a raised eyebrow.

"Woah! You, okay?"

Okay? He was not at all okay! That voice... it should be illegal, and Jeon Jungkook should be thrown behind bars. It was Viagra in its most innocent form. Actually, that man was a living turn on. Taehyung wished his uncle knew that.

He struggled to find words. His back was tingling. He could still feel a hard chest pressed against him. "You scared me."

"I don't bite. You don't need to be scared."

As if Taehyung was scared of him biting. He gave a light chuckle, his heart slowly calming down. "Yeah, maybe not, but you could give someone a heart attack sneaking up like that."

Jungkook raised his hands up in surrender. "Sorry about that." He gave a light shrug eyeing the t-shirt in the boy's hand. "You buying that?"

Taehyung eyed him for a moment before looking away at the t-shirt. "Maybe." He put the piece of cloth against himself. "You think it will suit me?"

"On you? Yeah, it will." The man nodded touching the fabric. "You make everything look good anyway but if you ask me, white suits you more." He said looking around to search for something white.

Taehyung looked at his uncle surprised, butterflies laying eggs in his stomach. The way his uncle said it so casually made the boy grip the t-shirt in his hand. 

"How do you know?" He asked grabbing Jungkook's attention, his heart beating erratically in his chest. "Have you been noticing me, Uncle Jeon?" He whispered the question with a suggestive look in his eyes.

Though he still felt his nerves twisting within him at the bold question, but it was better than morning. He wasn't scared. He wasn't scared of his uncle distancing himself.

If he was to stay away, he wouldn't be here after the incident in morning.

Taehyung watched his uncle confidently while internally holding his breath. Jungkook looked taken aback for a minute as he looked at him only to blink titling his head slightly. "Yes... I mean, I have been watching you for seventeen years now."

All the excitement bubbling within Taehyung vanished as if someone punctured the balloon with a pin. The butterfly eggs in his stomach couldn't even hatch before his uncle drove a road roller over them.

It must be the look on his face that his uncle felt the need to explain.

"White suits you. Black is Jimin's color like me. Green compliments Sera... Everyone has a color that brings out your skin tone and features...." Jungkook trailed off unsurely.

Taehyung blinked rapidly only to look away. Throwing the t-shirt in his hand, he walked away. His uncle followed suit confused. "What happened?"

"Nothing..." Taehyung replied looking around the racks of clothes. He was annoyed. Again. "What are you even doing here? Where's your girlfriend?" The reminder of that woman made his already sour mouth feel yucky, but he looked at his uncle with an innocent smile. "Oh... just remembered she ditched you."

He batted his long eyelashes mocking the other but the smile from his uncle made him narrow his eyebrows. Was that amusement in his black eyes? Was he laughing at Taehyung? He was actually laughing at Taehyung.

The audacity.

"What?" He spat when Jungkook lips curled up despite his attempts to not let them. He let out a laugh. "Is that irritation I hear in your voice?"

"And if I say yes?"

Jungkook smiled once again adding fuel to the fire. "You are cute when you are mad."

"I am anything but cute when am mad."

"Um hmm?"

"You don't wanna know, Uncle Jeon."

"Is it that scary?"

Taehyung leaned in, reaching just below his uncle's chin, only to whisper. "I bite when am mad." He watched Jungkook's black eyes flickering behind him before he grabbed the boy's hips and twirled him around only to push him against the mirror.

Taehyung's eyes widened.

For a minute, he stood with his back glued to the mirror, his heart beating like a broken machine. His uncle was pressed against him. All of him. He could feel each hard muscle against himself.

Fuck!

The boy couldn't breathe.

He came back to senses when he heard a commotion. Someone was running behind a trolley their child has pushed just to create trouble. Taehyung gasped out unknowingly holding onto his uncle's shoulders for support as his knees gave up.

The masculine smell with a hint of cinnamon clouded his senses. He blinked trying to regain his senses. He was in a daze. 

Fuck! He cursed again under his breathe. 

His uncle needed to retreat. He... he needed to step back, or else he will notice Taehyung's hardness. He thanked goodness for giving him the wisdom to wear the tightest jean today. It was getting uncomfortable but at least his arousal won't be too prominent.

"You okay?" His uncle's soft voice pierced through his panic making Taehyung look up at him. He nodded his head. The boy tried to speak but no words came out. His mind was attending to the heat that sprawled all over his body from every point of contact with his uncle.

Jungkook still held his hips. "Am... am fine." He nodded again trying not to notice how small he felt in that position. His uncle stepped back nodding letting Taehyung fill his lungs with oxygen.

Relief washed over him as soon as his uncle's hands disappeared from his hips. "I was-" Jungkook began but Taehyung didn't stop to listen. He made a run for the washroom.

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Here's your updates, sweeties. I know it was supposed to be yesterday but I wasn't feeling well and hadn't written the chapter so am sorry about the delay.

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