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TAETAE DAY SPECIAL!!

Long chapter ahead! Took me whole day to write. I was writing and deleting and writing again for hours because it wasn't coming out how I wanted it to. I had the whole scene in my mind but the writer in me was blank 😂

Please don't be a silent reader!

Enjoy✨

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Taehyung watched Jungkook glaring at something ahead as he took Taehyung home.

His heart raced inside his chest at the suffocating silence from his uncle. Taehyung didn't know if it was the alcohol in his system making everything feel heavier, or if Jungkook's silence was pressing down on his chest. He had been so angry back at Jake's place.

The man still oozed fury and it made Taehyung shrink into himself.

He licked his lips trying to calm his racing heart while Jungkook kept walking through the darkness of the night with his jaw set tight.

Even in his drunken state, Taehyung was very well aware that they were getting closer to the house. Conscious enough of anyone seeing his uncle carrying him like this, his nervous eyes went to Jungkook. "U-Uncle J-Jeon..." He called but his voice came out shaken.

He couldn't hear it himself, let alone the other. There was a trepidation building somewhere deep in his stomach at the way Jungkook was behaving so out of his character.

His heart thudded inside his chest as they walked inside but to his relief, the hall was empty. It must be really late at night. The lights in the hall were off leaving the house bathing in darkness.

Jungkook's steps were urgent against the floor, the wooden floor creaking beneath his feet as he carried Taehyung further into the dimly lit house.

Taehyung's fingers gripped the fabric of Jungkook's shirt as he looked back at the man. "Uncle Jeon..." He called clueless, his voice an unsure whisper. "Put me d-down, please... I... I can walk."

He expected the other to leave him, let him be but to his misery, Jungkook kept walking, carrying him towards his room. Taehyung's heart thudded like he had been running miles per minute. The muscles in his abdomen clenched in a strange fear when Jungkook kicked open the door to Taehyung's room and walked inside.

The room was dark, lit faintly by moonlight filtering through the window. He took long strides towards the bed and set Taehyung down gently, but he couldn't pull away. Taehyung refused to let him go. He kept his arms around the other's neck.

He looked at Jungkook hesitantly. "A-Are you mad at me?" Because that's what it felt like. He wasn't even looking at Taehyung. Add to it, his eyes were cold. No... they were burning. They were cold and burning. It was a stupid combination Taehyung made but he didn't know how else to describe it.

He just knew Jungkook wasn't smiling. He was always smiling otherwise.

Taehyung stared at him waiting for a response, his eyes holding the innocence that could melt anyone. The silence around them stood still. "Mad?" Jungkook's voice was low, a growl that Taehyung felt deep in his chest. "That's a pathetic word for what I'm feeling right now."

"But... But w-why?" The said boy furrowed his eyebrows. He saw Jungkook's gaze drifting down to his mouth and somewhere down. He felt his uncle's hold tightening on his waist. Taehyung bit on his lower lip unknowingly, his heart racing in his chest. "Unc-"

Jungkook pried Taehyung's hands off his neck with a harshness that stung making the other gasp. Sitting down on one knee, he removed the boy's shoes with a gentleness that was too contrasting to his demeanor right in that moment.

"Go to sleep." Jungkook mumbled not sparing Taehyung another glance, only to storm out of the room slamming the door with a loud thud.

Taehyung flinched in his place as he stared at the closed door stunned. He wasn't sure what had happened. His uncle had never behaved that way. Taehyung had never seen him so angry in his life. He could feel like there was something darker simmering beneath the surface, and it was directed at him.

He couldn't take the anticipation.

He got out of his bed. Careful enough of his spinning surrounding and his drunken steps, he walked out of his room.

The door to Jungkook's room was open. Taehyung was sure he had left Vera at Jake's place. He walked inside and looked around. His gaze went to the washroom door when he heard the water falling. He furrowed his eyebrows when he heard something like a glass shattering inside.

He stood in his place for a moment contemplating if he heard it right, but no other sound was heard. He shrugged it away and walked towards the bed. Everything around him blinked when he looked around the place.

Taehyung's eyes widened in surprise.

He blinked again and saw everything else blinking too.

The game turned funny.

He started blinking rapidly, having a competition with the light which blinked just as much. He giggled covering his mouth at the humor of it all only to smack himself. "Shh... don't act like a drunk, Taehyung." he slurred.

Nodding as if he understood, he looked at the neatly made bed. His head was heavy while his legs felt weak. He got into his uncle's bed to wait for Jungkook and swallowed to smoothen his dry throat. That's when he realized he was thirsty.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Jungkook's smell was everywhere. A smile appeared on his face again and he let his uncle's presence in the air touch him. Without his notice, his hand went to his crotch.

His heart picked up its pace as he caressed himself. His breaths soon turned heavy, and Jeans felt too suffocating. Biting on his lower lip, he lifted his hips up and pulled his jeans down only to kick it somewhere leaving his long legs bare for the cold air to bite.

It felt nice against his hot skin.

He traced the outline of his arousal above his boxers as he lay there in the white sheets breathing heavily. Soft whimpers escaped his lips when the need to be touched became unbearable.

He bit on his lower lip, his mind in a half sleepy state, as his hand went into his boxers. He let out a shaky breath as soon as his cold fingertips came in contact with his hot arousal. He palmed himself moaning softly, his pants filling the silent room.

He arched his back, imagining Jungkook in the washroom. Naked and gorgeous, standing under the shower. He imagined himself there with him. On his knees, ready to worship Jungkook.

The scene played in his head, very vivid and explicit. In no time, he was moaning. The muscles in his body started tensing. Taehyung gulped his saliva as his throat dried even more. His brown, half hooded eyes went towards the door to the washroom when it opened.

Jungkook walked outside drying his hair with the towel, his chest bare but he halted in his movements when his eyes met Taehyung's. The boy didn't stop. Jungkook's eyes on him, and the delicious sight of his buff chest, his broad shoulders shaping down to his petite waist where his delicious abs decorated his stomach before the v-line disappeared into his sweats brought Taehyung close to an edge.

He increased his pace, but Jungkook's eyes snapped to the door as soon as he realized what Taehyung was doing.

He strode towards it and shut it close, his dark eyes returning to Taehyung.

"Un... Uncle Jeon!" He whimpered meeting Jungkook's eyes halfway. His body felt on fire at just a look from the other. His legs shook. Skin sweated. Beads of it rolled down his temple and down to his face. With an incoherent cry that resonated in the room, his orgasm exploded withering him into tiny pieces.

His hips buckle on their own as he came into his fist and the boxers, his legs shaking from the intensity of his release. He jerked himself sloppily riding his high, strings of dirty curses and moans slipping his beautiful mouth.

Everything around him spun for a moment. His legs still shook. His heels dug into the mattress while his toes curled in pleasure before everything stilled.

His arched back fell back onto the bed as his body went limp. The boy breathed heavily through his lips as his chest rose and fell heavily.

He opened his hooded eyes a few minutes later when he came back to his senses only to find Jungkook standing at the foot of the bed, a restrained look on his face.

A smile curled up Taehyung's lips as he watched the other innocently.

The beads of sweat on his neck and forehead glistened under the light. Taehyung's breaths still came ragged.

Jungkook had his arms crossed over his chest. "What are you doing here?" he asked finally, his voice another irritated growl. It still held that sternness, a hint of frustration, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes-something Taehyung couldn't quite place.

Taehyung blinked, his lips curling into a lazy smile. "What do you think I am doing?" He recently realized he loved messing with the other. His eyes lit up. The boy raised an eyebrow.

Jungkook's eyes went to the Taehyung's hand still in his boxer. He could see a wet patch on the grey fabric. He removed his eyes from Taehyung's crotch and looked away. "Now when you are done with your little adventure, go to your room. You are drunk."

"Nuh... I like it better here." Taehyung patted the mattress. "Your bed is nice and comfortable."

"You don't realize how drunk you are, Tae.... Be a good boy and g-."

"Are you still mad at me?" Taehyung questioned instead.

Jungkook shook his head. "No... Am not mad at you."

"Then why are you not looking at me." He questioned showing no sign of getting up.

That's when Jungkook looked at him in eyes finally. "I am not mad at you, Taehyung. I... I am.. like super mad at you. Just go to your room before I do something stupid." He ordered him gritting his teeth.

"But what did I do?"

"That's the thing. You don't realize what you do. Or maybe you do, and you do it deliberately."

"Uncle Jeon-"

"Leave. Tae." The man interrupted him sternly, a warning in his eyes. Taehyung swallowed getting up hesitantly. Jungkook's eyes bore into him. If looks could burn... Maybe, Taehyung would have turned into ashes from the intensity of his uncle's glare.

He shook his head stubbornly, despite being scared. "I won't until you tell me. I-" he gasped when Jungkook hovered over him cupping Taehyung chin harshly. Taehyung leaned back onto his hands on instincts.

"Don't test my patience, Taehyung"

The boy gulped, everything within him shaking in terror. "You... You can't scare me like that. I am n-not a kid."

Taehyung saw something crossing Jungkook's eyes as his gaze drifted down to Taehyung's mouth and down to his neck. "I can see that." He snickered.

Taehyung's eyebrows furrowed before a realization drowned upon him. He touched his neck on instincts where light purple marks decorated his pale skin. His eyes widened slightly. "Are you mad because I made out with J-Jake?" His question sounded ridiculous to his own ears. It was absurd. Totally absurd.

Why would the other be mad at him for that? It was totally illogical.

Jungkook glared into Taehyung's eyes before pulling away. "Leave."

Taehyung let out a chuckle in disbelief. "Are you kidding me now?" Because it was not hilarious.

His question made the other pull his hairs. The man groaned in anger. Taehyung looked at him concerned. "Uncle J-Jeon?"

Jungkook tugged at his hairs once more before running his hands through his hairs, the veins in his forehead bulging, his face red. Looking anywhere but Taehyung, he mumbled something under his breath.

Taehyung watched him confused. He didn't know what was going on. His mind was too heavy on alcohol to interpret anything. It was a few moments later that Jungkook looked back at him. Defeated.

"Only if you were not my nephew, Taehyung!" His words were helpless. As if... As if he didn't know what to do. As if he was torn. Torn between his sane thoughts and frustration.

Taehyung looked at him blankly for a moment. The two males stared at each other before Taehyung looked away blinking momentarily.

His brown eyes found his uncle again. "What would you do if you were not my uncle?" Taehyung breathed the question so innocently that Jungkook had to look away from him.

"Let's not go there."

"I wanna know." Taehyung insisted, getting up. It was the first time he saw a crack in the other's hard facade. "Tell me what you would do to me if you were not my uncle." He encouraged the other, but he wasn't ready for the answer.

"I'd have fucked the hell out of you until you were screaming sorry, Taehyung!" Jungkook put the words right how he wanted it to be. Without a filter. Without a shame.

Taehyung's breath stuck in his throat.

For a moment, his mind failed to function properly. His eyes widened the size of a soccer ball. He felt his stomach somersaulting.

He was pushing Jungkook, but he never realized he would burst out like that. His heart thudded like a broken machine as Jungkook watched him furiously.

"A-And?" Taehyung's voice came out shakier than he intended, a whisper that trembled in the thick air.

"And?" The man tilted his head taken aback at the question. He expected Taehyung to run away but the boy stood there waiting for him to tell him more.

A smirk appeared on his lips; his head tilted slightly as he took a step closer to Taehyung. The said boy stepped back on instincts. Jungkook chased him slowly, too slowly. "I'd tie you to my bed and punish you for being a bad boy and touching yourself in my bed without my permission until you scream."

"A-And?"

"I'd make you regret for letting that Jake touch you. For thinking you could fuck him. I'd fuck you in front of that bastard and show him how you like it. I'd make you beg, Taehyung. Beg for mercy. Beg for forgiveness. Beg for me."

Each of his words travelled straight to Taehyung's core.

The rush of adrenaline made Taehyung curl his toes. "And?" he asked imagining it all. Imagining every word his uncle was saying. Loving every image his mind came up with.

"And... I'd fill you with my cock until it is carved not only in your memory but in your ass too. Until the only man you could think about is me."

Taehyung stumbled but the wall was just behind him. He didn't realize he had been backstepping all this time.

He swallowed leaning onto it to keep himself standing but he couldn't remove his eyes from Jungkook's burning ones. Now he could see the anger clearly. No... it wasn't the anger. It was insanity.

"I-" He began but Jungkook took another step forward pinning him to the wall. Taehyung choked on his breath; his hands flat against the cold wall but he was burning. A bead of sweat rolled down his spine as he sweated profusely.

"I'd make you regret teasing me, Taehyung. You like fucking with my mind... don't you? I'd enjoy fucking your ass just twice as much for every time you tried to get into my pants. I'd show you what happens when you ask for something you can't handle. I'd give it to you in a way you wouldn't have imagined in your wildest dream, Taehyung. I'd make you cry and apologize. Play with you until you are out of your senses!"

A cold shiver ran down Taehyung's spine again. He could feel the goosebumps on his skin.

"Wanna know more?" Jungkook questioned pinning him against the wall leaving no escape for Taehyung.

The boy nodded meekly as his voice gave up. His uncle seemed to be in a trance. He didn't want it to break. He wanted to keep listening. He wanted to keep listening to every filthy thought the other had about him.

"And then...." Jungkook smirked. Taehyung glanced down at his hand where Jungkook held him only to spin him around and push him against the wall with a jerk. Taehyung gasped, his face against the cold wall as he breathed through his mouth, his ass jutted out in air while his uncle held both of his hands behind his back in tight hold.

A silent cry left his lips at the manhandling.

Jungkook leaned in closer to his ear. "I'd fuck you everywhere, Taehyung. At every surface available. In every position imaginable. I'd fuck you raw and deep. Wouldn't you like it?" he whisper questioned as if it was a secret.

As if the air in the room wasn't allowed to listen to it. His breath-y voice vibrated deep in Taehyung's belly giving wings to all the butterflies.

Taehyung nodded readily. Like it? he would love it. He wanted it but there was a fear settling in his pit. It was strange. It was arousing him more than ever.

His heart threatened to come out of his chest as Jungkook pushed himself against Taehyung. He could feel Jungkook's hardness poking him, scaring him.

"If you were not my nephew, I would claim you, Tae. I'd claim you as mine!"

"U-Uncle Jeon..." He whimpered as his knees turned jelly.

Jungkook rubbed himself up and down against Taehyung's ass as he leaned closer to Taehyung's ear. "Still curious about what I'd do?" Jungkook murmured darkly, his lips just a whisper away from Taehyung's trembling ear. "Because if you keep pushing me, you just might find out."

Taehyung's wrist stung from Jungkook's tight hold, but he was only thinking about how Jungkook was accepting he wanted to do all those filthy things Taehyung wanted him to. He was the same man who had said that Taehyung won't get anything out of his tease.

And here they were, in a position where they were so close to fucking.

He let out a silent laugh despite the blood roaring in his ears when his uncle left his hands with a jerk and stepped away.

He kept standing there in the same position momentarily to calm his racing heart. He pushed himself off the wall and rubbed his wrist before turning towards the other, his eyes sparkling bright in victory.

He saw Jungkook standing there wide eyed as if he just realized what he did. Taehyung stepped closer to him. "What you just said.... "

"Taehyung. Just... F-Forget it. I-"

"I wanna try."

"No you don't."

"One summer..." Taehyung didn't let him speak and stepped ahead. "Just one summer, Uncle Jeon... That's all I am asking. Just for a summer, forget that I am your nephew."

"Are you listening to yourself? I am your Uncle."

He placed his hand on his uncle's chest and looked up at him. "I know. But I can't help it. I'll forget you are my uncle." Jungkook opened his mouth to say something, but Taehyung could see he was thinking about it.

His hands trembled from the rush as he touched his uncle's abs. "Why are you denying it so much? Both of us want it. I promise no one will get to know."

Jungkook watched him perplexed. Taehyung could see denial in his eyes. The restraints he was putting on himself was evident in the way he was fisting his hands. Taehyung tsked disappointed at how Jungkook was still thinking sanely.

Both of them could be insane together. He was literally denying a crazy summer full of forbidden things they both will remember all their life.

He opened his mouth to convince the other but Jungkook was already speaking, his voice a deep rasp. "Only one summer?"

His words were like a wave of t-sunami. Destructive yet beautiful.

Taehyung could feel wild adrenaline running in his veins. "Only this summer." He nodded, a wicked smile on his lips before he stood on his tiptoes and kissed the other but as soon as their lips touched, Jungkook pinned him against the wall and captured his mouth. Taehyung's eyes widened.

Jungkook's lips crushed against Taehyung's as if he was releasing all the pent-up frustration and forbidden desire he had fought so hard to suppress. Taehyung gasped into the kiss, his trembling hands instinctively clutching Jungkook's bare shoulders for balance as their mouths moved together in a fiery dance. He could feel the hard muscles rippling beneath his touch.

His head spun from the weight of it all.

He was here, standing on his toes, pinned against the wall with his uncle pushing himself against Taehyung so hard as if wanting nothing less than to crush him into pieces.

He had always dreamt about it. Those dreams... they have always been so wild, but reality was so much wilder than that. His alcohol-mixed-blood roared in his ears, flooding his brain making him lightheaded as Jungkook groped his ass harshly.

The boy let out another gasp and his uncle took the chance.

His tongue slipped past Taehyung's lips making the other moan. Their tongues danced together massaging against each other. Jungkook cupped Taehyung's face and pulled back just slightly before sucking both his lips together fiercely.

Taehyung arched his back.

His hands shook as he tried to match Jungkook's passion, but he was failing miserably. Every bone in his body was melting. His eyes rolled back feeling Jungkook's hardness against his abdomen.

"It ends with summer." Jungkook stated, pulling back, his voice huskier as his breath came in ragged pants. Taehyung nodded trying to smoothen his throat, his head spinning with overwhelming emotions.

"And it will be our secret."

Taehyung nodded again, his nerves buzzing with excitement. "Just a s-secret."

"Nothing more."

"Nothing more." He chanted like a pet parrot wanting his uncle's mouth already on his own. His body was on fire. His nerves were on fire. He was sweating and he was needy. He wanted Jungkook just for a summer. It was enough for him.

As soon as he nodded, Jungkook had picked him up, his hands groping his thighs, his mouth back on Taehyung's. The boy wrapped his naked legs around his uncle's torso who took him to the bed without breaking the kiss.

Taehyung whimpered, his fingers curling around Jungkook's hair as his back touched the mattress, the older hovering over him, caging him possessively in his arms.

The kiss deepened, becoming rougher and desperate. Their ragged breath filled the room. Jungkook's actions were urgent as if he couldn't control himself anymore. Taehyung's eyes turned glossy trying to match Jungkook's pace, but he felt exhausted.

He tugged at Jungkook's hair. His lungs cried for oxygen, but his lust begged for the other touches.

"I... I Can't-" He cried out. Jungkook pulled back slightly but Taehyung brought him down by his neck and captured his lips.

Taehyung gasped when Jungkook's tongue lapped against his mouth, eating him like an animal in rut while his hand found the boy's bare skin beneath his shirt.

His big, cold hands against his sweating skin drove Taehyung crazy. He could feel slick running down his puckering hole in his boxers.

His head fell back, Taehyung could see the back of his skull as their kiss broke momentarily. Jungkook's lips trailed down, brushing over Taehyung's jaw and grazing the sensitive skin of his neck.

Taehyung whimpered, his hands flat against Jungkook's back, pulling him impossibly closer, his nails scratching every now and then when it got too much for him to process.

"Mngg..." He moaned arching his back when Jungkook's teeth nipped at his neck before he sucked harshly. He felt like someone was sucking soul out of him, but it wasn't painful. Instead, it was as if he was getting moksha.

Heavens.

Nirvana!

He felt so elated that the next moment; everything went black. He passed out.

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So, that was it for today, Guys!!! Did you see Jeonlous coming out like that?

Taehyung was so desperate until now but just a makeout and he passed out 😂 You think he can handle Uncle Jeon?

Also, what do you think the morning will bring? 👀 Keep thinking... Keep guessing. I'll take your leave.

See you soon❤️

A VERY VERY HAPPY TAEHYUNG DAY!! How does it feel to be living in the same era as mighty kim Taehyung?