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Taehyung squinted his eyes scratching his head as he looked around the place. Tangled hairs flew in every direction, some of them stuck to his forehead from the sweat while the white shirt fell off his shoulder.

Heat pricked his skin at the humidity. The bright light spilling from the window clearly indicated a hot day. Taehyung swallowed trying to soothe his dry throat.

He was in his bed. How did he get there? He remembered he was with his uncle last night.

The series of events played in his mind. Jungkook's husky words whispered in his ear from last night made him shudder again. His wild warnings and dirty intentions towards his nephew echoed in Taehyung's ear travelling straight down to his core worsening his morning wood.

His face flushed red when the last thing he remembered was passing out before his uncle overwhelmed his drunken mind to an extent that he couldn't take it.

He passed out?

His face burnt, blood running to his cheeks and neck. Breeze flowed in from the window, but his skin sweated profusely. He blamed it on summer and got out from his bed immediately. Hangover was obvious. His head feel like dead meat in an empty skull, shifting with every small movement.

His head spun for a minute before he got accustomed to it.

Down in the hall, a few of his cousins were plopped on the couch watching TV. His eyes searched for a certain someone around the place, but he was nowhere. Taehyung had checked for Jungkook in his room too, but the air was dead still.

His eyes landed on Jimin taking a water bottle from the fridge. With confusion still lacing his features, he walked down feeling his throat dry and scratchy due to dehydration.

There was a reason he doesn't like to drink much. This sick feeling in the morning after, it always ruined the euphoria of last night.

"Hey Taehy-... Oh ooohhh...." Luke hollered; his eyes widened in surprise. His exclaim got others looking at Taehyung too. Sera hit Luke when he said something Taehyung couldn't listen. He knew he must be spewing some bullshit. That's all comes out of a gutter anyway.

"Ignore him, Tae."

That was exactly Taehyung was going to do anyway. His head was too heavy to entertain Luke's shit first thing in the morning, but he smiled at the girl, nonetheless.

"Had a nice sleep, Taehyung?" Michelle another of his cousin asked, a teasing look in her eyes. Taehyung must look like a pig with the headache and the hangover. He just smiled at her scratching his head in an attempt to comb his bed hairs and walked over to his best friend.

"Hey..." He said leaning onto the kitchen slab. "Gimme the water to-"

Jimin turned to glance at him, but his eyes widened the size of soccer. Before he could know, he spilled the water in his mouth, unfortunately right at Taehyung's face when he least expected it.

A brief silence lingered between the two. Jimin was stilled for a minute, the bottle he held still in the air before the shock transformed into laughter watching his best friend's face.

Taehyung looked comical as he stood frozen in his half-leaned position, his eyes closed tightly while he pushed out the water that got in his mouth along with his saliva that dripped down his chin and down into his shirt with a disgusted look on his face.

"What the hell, Chim!" Taehyung barked, wiping his face with his already damp shirt, the fabric clinging to his chest, but Jimin was too busy laughing like a hyena to care about the murderous glare aimed his way.

"Y-you're welcome," Jimin wheezed, clutching his stomach. "Consider it a free morning shower you desperately need!" He pointed towards Taehyung's condition.

"Fuck you."

"Oh, am waiting for the day when I'll get my hands on those thicc cheeks, but did you get the time to have a look at yourself?" Jimin asked narrowly. "You can't blame me for my instinctive reaction. Your neck is straight-up giving 'I had a wild night, and I don't care who knows."

Taehyung froze, his fingers flying up to his neck as red alarms blazed his mind. "What?"

Jimin gave a casual shrug and wrapped his lips around the bottle. "It's hard to believe Jake could do that. Did you finally get dicked?"

Taehyung's blood roared in his ears, Jimin's words going over his head. His heart thudded wild in his chest as he frantically searched for Jimin's phone in his pockets because he had left his own in his room.

"The fuck are you doing, Tae. That's not how you seduce."

"Your p-phone." Taehyung stuttered ignoring his comment, his face devoid of color.

Jimin gave him a judging look before picking up the device from the counter beside Taehyung who hastily unlocked it and opened the camera when his best friend handed it to him. His eyes widened even more watching the purple patches painting his neck.

He was reminded of Jungkook devouring him like a predator.

His palms sweated, beads of it formed at his hairline seeing Jimin watching him closely from his periphery. "Mind spilling?"

Taehyung stared at his cousin, unnerved, his fingers gripping the hem of his shirt.

"Hello..." Jimin waved breaking his thoughts. Taehyung licked his lips looking away as he tried to calm himself.

The muscles in his abdomen twisted in unease as he tried to take deep breaths subtly. Jimin didn't know who did this. Neither he will know just from those marks on his neck. Not only Jimin but his other cousins also saw him going with Jake. They think it was Jake. Their minds won't even take them to Jungkook.

That calmed Taehyung a bit.

"I... I d-don't remember." He lied.

"You don't remember your first time?" Jimin questioned, in disbelief. "I mean... it's an important thing for a person like you."

Taehyung looked at his best friend, searching his eyes for any hint of suspicion but there was none. Jimin looked at him disinterested. "You are a gone nut."

Taehyung laughed covering his nervousness. "I think I walked home before we could proceed further than m-make out."

Jimin nodded. "Playing hard to get! Now when you know he likes you, you are gonna have fun torturing that soul, are not you?" He questioned pocketing his phone. "You like to push and pull."

Jimin was laughing.

"I'll be back." Taehyung said walking away from there with his heart still thudding in his chest. His mind was too clouded with anticipation to find humor in Jimin's words.

On his way towards the stairs, he caught Luke eyeing him from head to toe. He now realized what had brought that amusement to his eyes before. Luke's gaze burnt the skin of his bare legs where his shirt fell just below his thighs.

He wanted to break his jaw but held the urge. Once in his room, he took a look at his reflection in the mirror. Jimin's reaction didn't come as exaggerated anymore. The upper two buttons of his see through shirt were open, the fabric kept falling off his shoulder.

He had roamed around the place bare legged before too. It had never made him feel cringe or embarrassed but today, they screamed something filthy. His hair seemed like someone had been tugging at them all night while the painted neck gave words to suspicion.

His pale skin had bruises; the reminder of intense pleasure given to him. Like Jimin said, he looked like he had a wild night, except he cared about who knew.

He didn't want anyone to know.

He thanked his ancestors up there that there were no adults in the hall to witness him in that condition. Especially his parents. It would have been awkward. Yes, their family was too open minded but Taehyung would never want them to know that their son was getting a dick up his ass the last night.

He wouldn't be able to look at them in the eyes.

He strode into the washroom, removed his shirt and boxers and walked into the shower. Wiping himself clean, he reminded himself to be careful next time. His carelessness might end this forbidden game with his uncle before it could even start.

That reminded him, where the man behind all this chaos was?

When he walked down into the hall again, he was in a decent state, his heart and mind much calmer. The concealer he borrowed from Sera hid his last night's sins. He made a mental note to buy a lot of his own when he goes out. Something told him one wouldn't last long enough.

The thought made his face heat, a need threatening to wake up. His teenage hormones were raging.

If he didn't get laid down soon enough, he was sure his non existent ovaries will burst. He so wanted to fuck.

The hall was more crowded than when he left last time as it was time for lunch. His gaze roamed around the place again, but Jungkook wasn't there.

Taehyung's eyebrows furrowed.

Where had he gone? Taehyung hadn't seen him since he woke up. Jungkook was mostly found in the hall or on the beach when he was not in his room.

Or he was not home?

His stomach was rumbling with hunger. He decided to eat something before searching for the other. After last night, he couldn't wait to see his uncle.

As he settled down at the stairs again with the plate of food, Jimin also came to sit beside him. Taehyung looked at his best friend with a raised eyebrow.

Jimin just ignored it. "Consider yourself lucky that god Jimin is blessing you with their company. Show a little respect and stop giving them side-eyes."

Taehyung couldn't stop himself from chuckling as he took a spoonful of rice. "What's the matter? god Jimin wouldn't waste their time sitting with their best friend if they can get their way into a girl's pants in the meantime."

Jimin took a bite and looked at Taehyung. "You doubt me too much."

"You prove my doubt right every damn time."

Jimin let that comment go Dropping his spoon in the plate, he sighed. "I miss Vera, Man..."

Taehyung took another spoon of rice. "Why? Where is she?"

"She is gone."

Taehyung's spoon stopped midway. "Gone?" Jimin nodded taking another bite. "Her mother is hospitalized, so she left."

Taehyung's hold on his spoon tightened. "A-And... and uncle J-Jeon?"

Jimin shrugged. "He went with her."

Taehyung couldn't remove his eyes from the other for a moment as if he expected Jimin to add something ahead but Jimin didn't.

He felt a hole in his chest he had never felt before. Not even when he had to spend his summer staring at his uncle from behind a book while he played and laughed with his other cousins.

He looked away hiding his eyes from his best friend when Jimin glanced at him, thorns coming out of the walls of his throat ripping the flesh apart. He didn't realize he had been holding his breath all this time.

"I hope her mother gets well. She was a nice girl. Fun to be around." Jimin was talking more but Taehyung wasn't listening. He tried to push down what was stirring by taking a bite but his attempt at distraction proved futile when he felt his stomach churning.

If he forced himself to eat, he would throw up.

He left the spoon on the plate and got up. Jimin held his hand when he started to walk away. "Where you going?"

"Am not hungry anymore."

"But you didn't eat much." Jimin pointed towards the food in Taehyung's plate.

The said male also took a glance at it and shrugged. "It was enough." With that said, he walked away. Jimin watched him empty the plate into the bin and furrowed his eyebrows.

Taehyung sounded alright just a minute ago. Why was he suddenly so off?

Taehyung didn't know what exactly he was feeling. He just knew he was very sad. He was excited after last night. It was so difficult to convince the other but finally, Jungkook agreed to give him one summer.

Taehyung couldn't wait to live each day like a new adventure full of forbidden things, of secret glances and lingering touches. Of drowning in pleasure and exploring limits. More than anything, of having what he longed for every summer.

His uncle's attention on him.

To talk to him like Jimin does, carelessly. To laugh with him openly and show his true self in secret. His teenage heart has been so happy. After all these years of just watching, he finally was going to get that.

He was flying in the air only to fall down from the same height on his butt.

Maybe Jungkook realized how wrong and unethical it was after Taehyung passed out and left. Maybe he got scared of what happens if someone finds out.

"Coward!" He mumbled and fell onto the couch picking up the remote. Switching between the channels, he tried to suppress his sadness, but it was only building more.

The month ahead of him felt too long. He wanted to go home.

He picked up his phone, put his headphones on and pulled a game to cut everyone away from his little bubble but he kept losing again and again. He removed the headphones when he couldn't contain the frustration.

"Hey Chim.... Wanna go out?"

"Where?"

"Anywhere." Even hell would be fine at the moment. He wanted Jungkook to leave his mind when he had left the island.

Fucker!

Jimin thought about it only to get up, his eyes sparkling. "Let's go."

Taehyung didn't know where Jimin was taking him, but he trusted him with distraction. He knew his best friend was amazing at making people's day. They ended up in an arcade. The atmosphere there lifted Taehyung's mood magically and by the time they were done, his stomach was hurting from all the laughing.

Jimin had left him alone to play once or twice saying he was going to the washroom, but Taehyung knew what he was doing there. He had noticed him playing silent eye-games with a few girls.

Taehyung shook his head and left his cousin to have fun. At least someone was enjoying.

The reminder of Jungkook once again irritated him. He picked up a dart and threw it taking the red dot as his uncle's forehead and ended up hitting the bull's eye.

He huffed. That's exactly what he would do if they ever met again.

Taehyung felt much better when they returned home after sunset. Luke and Jimin's mother were in the kitchen, the two sisters preparing for dinner. The rest of the elders were sitting on the dining table, shining items for decoration reminded him it was his birthday tomorrow.

Ugghh!!

The last thing he wanted to do was celebrate anything.

Jimin went straight to everyone while Taehyung refrained from even being noticed. Silently, he made his way towards the steps. He closed his eyes shut tightly when Jimin's mother called him from behind.

He braced himself for the socializing and turned around.

She showed him a wallet. "If you are going up, can you give it to Kook? He left it here earlier."

Taehyung nodded, bored, and took a step to take the wallet, but he looked at his aunt at the speed of light when his mind processed it. "Uncle J-Jeon?"

The woman nodded. The furrow in Taehyung's eyebrows deepened. "But he left with Vera... didn't he?" Even when he questioned, happiness started filling him at the idea of Jungkook not leaving.

"Yeah. He went with Vera but came back after dropping her at the airport."

Taehyung watched the woman not believing his ears. All the mood swings he had since the moment he got to know the other was gone now held no meaning.

They appeared childish. He was mad for no reason!

His eyes lit up while his lips curled up in a bright smile. He could feel excitement blossoming in his chest and spreading in every part of the body.

"Taehyung?" His aunt was puzzled.

"I'll give it to him." Taehyung took the wallet and sprinted up the stairs. Halfway up, his father asked him to tell Jungkook to come down.

Taehyung didn't stop to reply. He couldn't stop.

He just wanted to see Jungkook, so he threw an okay over his shoulder and kept running.

Ignoring the way he almost slipped as he turned around a corner, he pushed open the door to Jungkook's room without knocking. His heart raced as if it was running a marathon. Like an excited little kid, he stood in the doorway, his eyes searching for his favorite candy.

He didn't need to search for long though. The candy stood right in front of him, devoid of any shining wrapper, ready to be tasted. Jungkook seemed to have just walked out of the washroom after taking a shower.

He stood near his bed, a towel hung low on his slim waist, about to pick up his clothes when their eyes met.

Taehyung's eyes trailed down his uncle's body, from black ink meandering from his muscular arm towards his hard chest, down to the contours of his defined abs. The delicious V-line gave a fair idea about the 'thing' beneath the towel.

Taehyung's hold on the doorknob tightened as funny muscles in his abdomen made him shift in his steps. His eyes travelled back to meet Jungkook's charcoal ones which instilled a heat in Taehyung.

Jungkook's words from last night echoed in his ears. The skin of his lips, of his neck tingled remembering Jungkook's hot, devouring mouth having its way with him. Taehyung shifted again clenching his legs feeling the itch to sooth it.

Jungkook gave him his usual smile. "Hello to you too."

Taehyung looked down at the wallet in his hand, his chest rising and falling erratically. He blamed the fast-beating heart to the run he made to come here and looked at the other again. "You... You left your wallet in the hall." He struggled to form the words out of happiness.

He couldn't pin-point one moment in his life where he had been so happy to the extent where his voice trembled with excitement. His jaw hurt from smiling so wide, but he didn't know how to stop.

Jungkook took a glance at the wallet and nodded. "You can leave it there."

Taehyung nodded. Walking over to the desk, he left the leather wallet there and came back to stand in his previous position. Jungkook picked up his blue shorts from the bed to get dressed up but stopped watching Taehyung still standing there.

He raised an amused eyebrow when the boy kept staring at him. "You wanna watch me change?" He questioned suggestively. Taehyung could see playfulness floating in his eyes.

That gave him a confidence. He turned around and locked the door. "I wouldn't mind that."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow again at Taehyung's boldness. "You sure. You tend to faint a lot."

Taehyung's face turned red at the hidden tease, but his eyes slipped down to Jungkook's body again.

Like he said earlier, it should be illegal to be so hot. He shouldn't be blamed that he passed out just from the heat of his uncle's existence.

Jungkook smiled watching Taehyung's eyes stuck at his crotch, as if waiting for the towel to fall down from the weight of his gaze. He untucked the corner of the fabric.

Taehyung knew Jungkook was doing it deliberately, he might be laughing about it, enjoying Taehyung's eagerness in his head but his breath still hitched, his teeth grazing his lower lip as he ogled at where the white fabric came off slowly.

Images from all the porn videos he has watched swarm in his mind, waiting to see another man's dick live for the first time in his life.

He knew his uncle must be beautiful, with a blessed length, a thickness treaded with veins, angry and proud. He could picture it. He had pictured it hundreds of times. Hard and ready to bring heaven to earth.

Heat pooled in his belly at the thought of it. The air in the room turned too hot. Almost electric. Beads of sweat rolled down his spine beneath his t-shirt.

The pumping machine in his chest almost jumped into his mouth when the towel came out completely but all he could do was gape, realizing he was played.

He stood there blinking dumbfounded. What he was waiting to see with so much anticipation was hidden in black Calvin Klein boxers.

Taehyung found Jungkook trying to suppress his laugh when he looked up at him.

Taehyung let out an exasperated breath looking away. His heart almost jumped to his throat, all for nothing.

"You look disappointed." Jungkook commented again making Taehyung chuckle.

Disappointed? He was mad.

Shaking his head, he looked at the other and leaned back onto the door. He watched Jungkook wearing the shorts, a smile etched into his lips in a permanent smile.

"I thought you eloped." He said finally. He noticed Jungkook searching his eyes for a minute to understand what he was talking about.

"I thought you got scared and eloped." He clarified.

Jungkook stared at him unblinking. Taehyung could swear he heard his heart in his ear.

"I tried." There was a smile on his face, a teasing twinkle in his eyes but there was something more too. Something more Taehyung couldn't decipher.

"I tried. But couldn't."

Taehyung's heart thudded wild in his chest. He couldn't look away. His uncle watched him with the same smile on his face, but Taehyung's toes curled without his notice.

"You wanted to leave?"

"After last night? Never."

Taehyung's heart thudded erratically in his chest, the pounding getting louder with each of Jungkook's words. Familiar muscles clenched in his pit. Taehyung ignored the way his blood roared in his ears and stepped ahead, a tremble in his hand as he placed it on Jungkook's abs.

"That means we are still on?" He questioned watching his fingers trailing down towards the waistband. With each inch closer to the crotch, Taehyung felt everything within him shaking.

His sane mind told him to retreat screaming it was dangerous. He might not be able to handle the consequences, but he fisted his free hand and kept himself pushing ahead into the unchartered, unknown, foreign territory.

He was new to it but the thrill to explore overrode his sanity. He bit on his lower lip, slowing down as he braced himself but before it could travel down any further, Jungkook stopped him.

Taehyung's eyes flew up to the man who stared back at him intently. He hadn't realized that the roaring blood in his ears had turned defending. He was sure his uncle could feel his hand shaking in his hold.

Everything within Taehyung was shaking from the excitement, from a fear and from the forbiddingness of it all.

Jungkook tightened his grip at his hand, crushing it in his own. Taehyung bit on his lower lip to stop himself from hissing. His hand felt so fragile and soft in his uncle's. The size difference was concerning. He was always told he had big hands and long fingers, but it looked so small, almost childish, in Jungkook's.

"You tell me...." Jungkook's words made him look up. "Are you still in?"

Taehyung swallowed nodding eagerly; his lost eyes were unable to leave Jungkook's black ones. "Y-Yes."

"Don't agree when you don't know what you are agreeing to." Jungkook's eyes held a challenge along with a hint of mischief. It offended Taehyung.

"I know what I am agreeing with."

"Do we?" A lopsided smile appeared on Jungkook's lips. "What are we agreeing to, Taehyung?"

His name rolled out so smoothly out of his uncle's mouth, each note and syllable falling into the right place as if he had been moaning that name all his life. The thought didn't let him think about the question. He gave in hypnotized. "To everything. To you."

"To me?" He clutched Taehyung's hand a bit more tighter as if testing him, warning him. Giving him a last chance to think it through. "Knowing how you passed out last night, you think you can handle me?"

The reminder heated his face again. That was embarrassing. Really embarrassing. But his uncle didn't need to bring it up again and again. In his defense, he was drunk. And overwhelmed. Jungkook was too intense for a beginner like Taehyung. But he will never say that aloud.

Accepting that means accepting he wasn't sure about what was to come, or how far he could go before pulling back.

Instead, he pulled his hand away from his uncle's hold and sat down on his knees.

"How about I show you?"

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Another update. How was it?

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