✨22✨

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It wasn't even night yet, and Taehyung found himself tiptoeing in the corridor, looking over his shoulder every time he heard a sound to see if anyone was there. Passing these few hours had been so difficult. Each second had felt like eternity.

He couldn't focus on conversations over dinner. His stomach was in tight knots, heat curling like wicked flames, setting his body on fire. Jimin wanted them to go out for a walk on the beach, but he refused. He couldn't think of anything other than Jungkook.

The adults of the house have returned. They were down in the hall, talking. Taehyung's mom has asked where he was going. He felt like a sinner for lying to her, but his hormones were stronger. Maybe he will go to a confession when he is sixty or so and ask for forgiveness.

Right now, his body only begged for his uncle. And everything he was capable of.

The door to Jungkook was unlocked, slightly ajar. 

His hands trembled with excitement. Glancing down the corridor once more to make sure no one saw, he pushed it open and slipped inside.

He barely had a second to process the dimly lit space before a rough hand grabbed his wrist, yanking him forward. And suddenly, his back hit the wall, knocking the air from his lungs. 

"Uncle Jeon... I-" He gasped as he came face to face with a freshly showered Jungkook who locked the door without removing his eyes from Taehyung whose pulse pounded in his heart. He noticed the droplets of water still clinging to his skin. 

"Hey Wildflower...." he murmured, his voice like silk laced with sin.

Taehyung's lips parted, his breath shuddering. "You scared me."

"Did I?" He asked, leaning in close to his ear. "Don't worry. I don't bite." 

Taehyung heard the tease, and delight in his words. His chest rose and fell erratically. Jungkook's scent flooded his senses—fresh, intoxicating. His knees nearly gave out. He pressed his palms flat against the wall, the coldness seeping into his skin doing nothing to bring down the heat in his body.

"I wouldn't mind if you do." He retorted.

Jungkook pulled back, impressed with Taehyung's answer and lifted his chin up with his index finger, his lips ghosting over Taehyung's as his eyes roamed all over his face.  Taehyung leaned in to capture his lips but Jungkook didn't let him, playing.

"What did you tell them." 

Taehyung blinked, struggling to think past the suffocating warmth of Jungkook's body caging him in, and the need to just feel that mouth on himself. "That... that I was g-going to sleep," he admitted, shamelessly, but the pink on his cheek gave him away.

He was embarrassed. 

Jungkook hummed, smiling, eyeing Taehyung's eager mouth. "You lied? I told you good boys don't lie, wildflower." His voice was velvet, smooth and dangerous. 

Taehyung's eyes drifted from Jungkook's lips to his bright, twinkling eyes.

What else was he supposed to say? That he was about to surrender his virtue to the very man who shared his bloodline. Or... or maybe that tonight, he shall succumb to the forbidden embrace of his own kin, yielding to desires that defy both morality and reason?

He wanted to ask but Jungkook's hot, minty breath against his mouth was a torturous dance of possession and hunger leaving no space for thought—only the aching, desperate need to be devoured. His gaze returned back to Jungkook's mouth like a magnet needle towards north.

His uncle watched him amused. "How the fuck I know that you were about to say something sassy?" 

"Maybe b-because I have fucked your mind deep enough to leave imprints." He replied, curling his toes, and raised a sharp eyebrow in challenge.

Jungkook pushed himself into Taehyung harshly and the other gasped. "This pretty mouth of yours can get you in trouble, baby." 

Taehyung swallowed, a bead of sweat rolling down his spine beneath his shirt as his uncle eyed his mouth. Taehyung breathed through his parted lips. "What will you do?" 

Jungkook's tongue flicked out, wetting his lips, leaving them glistening, his dark eyes glinting with something dangerous. The black of his eyes appeared even darker. Taehyung felt like he was staring into black holes which threatened to consume him.

God! He felt so fucking hot. He was scared he will explode and all his uncle doing, was watching him. Taehyung wanted to be out of his clothes.

"You really wanna know, wildflower?" Jungkook's voice dropped, low and taunting, making the air between them thick with heat.

Taehyung's eyes flickered down to Jungkook's mouth and unable to resist, he leaned in, trying to kiss him again, but Jungkook pulled back, their lips barely touching in a teasing dance. He swallowed; his palm found Jungkook's toned chest. "Tell me."

"You like this game... don't you?" 

Oh yes... Taehyung did. If there was anything better than the actual sex, it was hearing his uncle's speaking the way he does. He loved it just as much as he loved provoking him. "I dare you." He breathed, his eyes holding Jungkook's wickedly.

Jungkook's finger found Taehyung's pant. "You like my filthy words... don't you?" 

Taehyung nodded, blushing red. "You know I do." 

"Then listen real close, wildflower.... " He whispered near Taehyung's ear. "Am gonna have this mouth too busy moaning my name to run that bratty tongue of yours." He said as he pulled down Taehyung's pants.

Taehyung's chest heaved up and down. "A-And?" 

"And?" He asked, pulling his boxers down along with the pants. Taehyung's eyes closed on their own when Jungkook's hand accidentally touched his hot head. "Maybe I would stuff that pretty mouth and see how cocky you are then."

Taehyung opened his half-hooded eyes and stepped out of his pants. "H-How... How will you s-stuff it?" Holy Jesus! He had gone so fucking crazy. What the fuck was he asking? His uncle was going to laugh at him, but each cell of his body was buzzing with heat and excitement. 

His body trembled at just the thought of different scenarios. 

Jungkook chuckled. "You are so childish." He said, his fingers ghosting over Taehyung's trembling lips. He knew... but he wanted to hear his uncle saying it. Yeah... he was a child in this department. 

He lost his virginity just yesterday. He wasn't in his thirties, like his uncle.

"Tell me... " He insisted, "How would you shut me?"

Jungkook groaned gripping his jaw, tilting his head up as he pushed his hardness into Taehyung's abdomen. Taehyung's eyes rounded with lust.

"In any fucking way I want, wildflower." He replied, his thumb pressed against Taehyung's bottom lip, forcing it open just slightly. "I'll stuff your mouth with my fingers, my tongue—hell, I might just wreck it with my cock, make you drool all over yourself. Yeah? You'll like it? Have you choking on moans, too wrecked to do anything but whimper?" 

"Oh Y-Ye... Fuck... Yeah." he choked.

"Let's see if you can still talk back with my cock so far down your throat, you'll forget how to breathe, wildflower." He suggested, pressing Taehyung's lips down, playing with his mouth.

"P-Please!" 

Jungkook inhaled sharply like he could imagine it all. "I'll fuck the sass right out of your pretty mouth until its fucking red, swollen and hurting, baby." He panted.

"Gonna leave it so messy, so ruined, you won't even remember what it's like to speak without stuttering my name." 

Taehyung moaned when Jungkook's grip tightened on his waist under his shirt before he bit the boy's cheek gently, all teeth and saliva and passive aggression. 

"And when I'm done?" He asked, licking the skin he bit to soothe it, thrusting into Taehyung at the same time. "You won't just taste me—you'll fucking crave it." 

"Fuck!" 

"Fuck!" Jungkook groaned. "Fuck, Taehyung! Fuck! You..." he panted heavily, his nose grazing his jaw. "You don't know what you are doing to me." He cursed angrily.

Taehyung barely had time to react before Jungkook's mouth crashed onto his, hard and demanding. His back hit the wall again as Jungkook devoured him, tongue sliding against his, swallowing his gasps.

"Uncle J—" His words were lost in a desperate moan as Jungkook's body pressed against him, heat to heat, hardness to hardness.

A moan escaped Taehyung's lips. Sweat formed on his skin. His hands found Jungkook's damp hair as he kissed him back, pushing himself against the others in a silent response.

Jungkook tore away his shirt and threw the fabric somewhere before his mouth was on Taehyung again and his hand playing Taehyung's pebbled nipple. "Fuck, baby. I have been waiting for you all evening. Imagining how I'd bend you over and fuck you! I was thinking about you when I was sitting there with everyone." He breathed heavily, his actions turning urgent.

"... Imagining how I will ruin you when I was at the dining table... Fuck! I was moaning your name when I jerked myself earlier because my cock was not ready to sit back and wait!" 

Taehyung whimpered, head spinning.

His stomach clenched at the husky words, occupied by the heavy pants echoing in the air and Jungkook's urgent actions. Jesus! He wanted that. He... he wanted Jungkook to do that. He wanted him to do everything he said.

"Uncle Jeon... Ah!"  He arched his back when Jungkook pinched his hard bud, not able to comprehend words as his arousal and need took over him. He opened his mouth, inviting Jungkook's tongue which his uncle gave him readily to suck.

Taehyung's shaking hands roamed over Jungkook's abs and chest. 

"Fuck!" He cried, tears forming at the corner of his eyes at the pleasure. "I love how s-strong you are." His fingers tingled with the way Jungkook's hard muscles rippled under his touch, the way Jungkook's big body enveloped him. And the way his knees buckled with submission.

"And I love how fucking soft you are, wildflower. So fucking soft and so fucking filthy. All for me... D-Drives me fucking insane." 

Taehyung struggled to get some oxygen into his lungs.

Jungkook's hands roamed greedily over Taehyung's bare skin, fingers digging in as if to memorize every dip and curve. Taehyung felt like he would melt. Goodness! They were not doing it first time, but Taehyung still trembled. 

"Soft everywhere." Jungkook left his mouth and moved to his jaw and down to his neck. "Your lips, your skin, your baby smell—fuck, even your moans are soft. You make my balls ache for you." 

Each word sent a shiver down Taehyung's spine. 

Familiar muscles tightened in his stomach. He knew he would cum. 

Jungkook's mouth was everywhere—his throat, his collarbones, his jaw, his nipples—kissing, biting, sucking, leaving marks that made Taehyung whimper. "Every time I see you... I wanna bury myself deep in your soft warmth!" 

Taehyung cried out feeling the coil tightening even further. "Am... am c-close, Uncle Jeon." 

"Shh, I got you," Jungkook whispered,  nibbling Taehyung's hard buds. "Gonna keep talking dirty until you can't take it anymore, wildflower. Until you come untouched, just from my filthy fucking words."

"Yessss! P... Oh God!" Oh God!

"I saw you." Jungkook thrust into him as his teeth moved to Taehyung's neck, grazing his teeth over his swollen nipples before biting it hungrily. Taehyung's eyes rolled back. "Shit!" Jungkook could slit his throat open right there and Taehyung would thank him.

He was so close.

His dick- red and swollen, throbbed with the need to release.

"I saw you clenching your thighs when I looked at you earlier, Taehyung...." Jungkook rolled one of Taehyung's nipples between his thumb and fingers. His voice was nothing but sin, low and intoxicating. "The way you were looking at me, I wanted to take you there. You make it so damn hard to control. You make me feel like a horny teenager!" 

"Fucghh!!"Taehyung cried throwing his head back. "Yes... I..." His voice betrayed him. Taehyung tried to suck in a deep breath as his toes curled in pleasure. 

"I freaking love knowing you don't even need my hands to fall apart. Just my voice, just my words, telling you how fucking good you are for me."

"Y-Yeah..." His back arched.

"Tell me I am the only one who can do that."

A broken moan tore from Taehyung's throat as he nodded hastily. His fingers dug into Jungkook's arms, his body burning, twitching, seconds from losing himself, the wave ready to take him under. He could see it approaching. Close. Close. Closer...

"So young and so fucking sensitive." Jungkook growled. "All I have to do is talk to you, whisper filthy words, and you're falling apart like my little, innocent, baby nephew. Come for me wildflower.... Yeah... Fuck.... give it to me." He ordered him.

And Taehyung did.

He gasped, his entire body seizing up, pleasure crashing into him with a force that left him trembling, boneless. His head fell against Jungkook's chest as ropes of semen gushed out of his dick. His breaths shattered, his skin damp with sweat.

He could feel the rapid rise and fall of Jungkook's chest, hear his stuttering breath as if it was him who came, could feel the heat radiating from his skin and listen to the erratic pounding of his heart.

"So fucking perfect for me." He whispered against Taehyung's temple who barely heard it. His blood pounded in his ears, his knees trembling. What was that? Fuck! It... It was crazy. Shudders ran down his body at the thought of it.

He barely registered Jungkook pushing his trunks down before picking him up. Taehyung's weak legs wrapped around his torso on instincts, and he opened his eyes. 

"Spit." Jungkook ordered him.

Taehyung looked at the hand he offered and blinked sluggishly, his mind hazy, body still trembling with aftershocks. His lips parted, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

Jungkook's palm remained steady in front of him, his dark eyes burning with something unreadable, something that made Taehyung's stomach twist in anticipation.

"Spit, baby. We need lubrication." Jungkook ordered again, his voice low, rough.

Taehyung swallowed, his throat dry, the weight of Jungkook's command pressing down on him. His gaze flickered between the outstretched hand and the intensity in his uncle's eyes. His fingers curled against the other's shoulders, nails biting into his damp skin as he hesitated for a second.

And then, slowly, he leaned forward, letting a thin trail of the saliva pool onto Jungkook's palm. His cheeks burned, shame and arousal mixing into something dangerous.

He pulled back and looked at the other unsurely, his face burning hot from the sheer filth.

"You did good." Jungkook praised him closing his fist around the wetness.

Taehyung's chest heaved as he watched his uncle dragging his slick palm down, wrapping it around his cock, stroking himself with Taehyung's spit. The wet sounds were filthy, obscene, loud enough that Taehyung felt them curl in his gut, liquid heat pooling low.

Taehyung studied the expressions on his uncle's face who stared back at him. The air was too thick that the boy couldn't breathe. Without another word, Jungkook pressed Taehyung's back against the cool surface behind them.

Taehyung swallowed, his nails digging into Jungkook's back, as his legs tightened around his waist. The difference in their sexual experience just dawned upon him. His uncle held his cock to his gaping hole and his lashes fluttered. 

"Breathe, Kid." Jungkook told him.

Taehyung nodded, feeling too hot. He barely had a moment to process before the other pushed himself in.

Taehyung gasped, his fingers tightening around Jungkook's waist, nails leaving faint crescent marks on his skin. His body tensed. The stretch burnt and he blinked his eyes rapidly to push away his tears.

His breath coming out in short, uneven pants.

Jungkook groaned as his lips brushed against Taehyung's temple. "Relax." 

Taehyung nodded, and sucked in a shaky breath, his lashes fluttering as he tried to force his body to obey, to ease the tension locking his muscles. But it was too much.

He let out a broken exhale, his chest rising and falling in short, uneven jerks. The heat of Jungkook's body was unbearable, scorching against his skin, the air around them thick with the scent of sweat and primal need.

Jungkook held his asscheeks and spread him wider for himself. Spitting on his hand, he lubricated himself more before pushing further. "Fuck!" Taehyung gritted out. His lips parted, a small whimper slipping free before he could stop it. His head tipped back, exposing the long column of his throat, his chest heaving as he tried to find his voice.

"You are t-taking it so well, wildflower." Jungkook breathed planting his forehead against his forehead as he pushed slowly. Taking him inch by inch.

Taehyung barely had time to register the words before his teeth sank into the firm muscle of his uncle's shoulder, his body spasming at the way he was being stretched--filled--so perfectly. God! he felt like he was ripped apart. And was not going to be the same again.

His uncle ruined him. Just the way he promised.

Jungkook let out a strangled groan, his fingers clenching around Taehyung's waist. "Fuck! Don't squeeze me like that, baby. You're making it--" He exhaled sharply, jaw tightening. "--so fucking hard for me."

Taehyung's breath came in uneven gasps, his body trembling, aching for more despite the burn, despite the unbearable fullness. His lashes fluttered as he forced his head up, locking eyes with Jungkook, pupils blown wide.

"Move," he choked out, voice wrecked, desperation laced into every syllable as he clung onto Jungkook, pressing impossibly closer. Despite the pain, the need only intensified. "Fuck... I want you." 

"Oh Tae!" Jungkook growled holding Taehyung right before pulling out and slamming right in. Taehyung's eyes widened despite the tears in his eyes. He hadn't expected that.

"You d-didn't just do that." he stuttered, glare cutting through the haze of tears welling in his eyes. When he said move, he didn't mean launch me into another dimension on the rocket of your dick. 

His body still reeled from the brutal thrust, heat pooling in his gut.

He could swear he just saw his past life flash before his eyes.

Jungkook smirked against his jaw, licking over the damp skin before whispering, "Sorry, babe. I am out of patience. Have been after watching you come down in the kitchen." He said and thrust again. A cry left Taehyung's lips when Jungkook hit his prostate, and his eyes rolled back.

"F-fuck," he choked out, his voice wrecked, trembling, lost in the unbearable heat of it all. His walls clenched down instinctively, his body betraying him, making Jungkook groan, deep and rough, the sound reverberating through Taehyung's bones.

Jungkook didn't slow. He didn't give him time to adjust, didn't offer him mercy. He pulled back and snapped his hips forward again, harder, deeper—driving the air from Taehyung's lungs, leaving him gasping, writhing.

"Oh God! Please!" Taehyung gasped out and Jungkook pushed him into the wall. Holding him against it with one hand, he cupped the boy's face and kissed him. Taehyung bared his teeth, and bit down on Jungkook's lips making him growl.

His uncle increased his pace, fucking him against the wall.

The wet, obscene sounds filled the space between them, slick and desperate, mingling with the breathless moans spilling past Taehyung's lips. He couldn't think straight. And from the looks of it, he didn't think he would be able to for the rest of his life.

His thighs trembled where they were wrapped around Jungkook's waist, every nerve in his body set ablaze. His hands roaming on Jungkook's back.

"Too much," he panted, but even as the words left his lips, he arched into the next thrust, chasing the pleasure, his body craving more, more, more. More!

Jungkook's teeth grazed the shell of his ear. "You can take it," he rasped, voice thick with hunger, with raw possession. "You're perfect like this, wildflower. So tight, so fucking good for me."

A violent shudder wrecked through Taehyung, a whimper escaping him before he could stop it. His vision blurred at the edges, body strung too tight, overwhelmed by the stretch, the pace, the unbearable pressure coiling low in his belly.

"Fuck!" Jungkook groaned lowly and carried Taehyung to the bed, holding him close. He laid Taehyung on his side. Pulling him closer, Taehyung's head against his bicep, he buried himself inside once more. 

"Fuck!" He grunted and cupped the back of Taehyung's knee, lifting his leg slightly to press in deeper.

Taehyung gasped sharply, his nails biting into Jungkook's forearm. The new angle stole his breath, sent another wave of overwhelming sensation crashing over him. "Fuck! Harder please!" he cried out, pushing his face into the mattress.

Jungkook moved at an animalistic pace. "Is it hard enough, wildflower." The bed creaked beneath them, spring making weird noises, but Taehyung didn't care if anyone heard. It was too good. Too much yet too good. The familiar muscles coiled in his stomach. 

"So good, Uncle Jeon..." 

"Yeah, baby?" 

Taehyung nodded, digging his nails deeper into Jungkook's biceps. "Fuck yes. R-Right t-there.... O-ooh!" 

"Here?" Jungkook thrusted, hissing through his teeth, rolling his hips before pulling back and pounding again. Taehyung's eyes rolled back.

"Holy fuck! Am g-gonna--" His body tensed feeling his orgasm approaching faster than it should. He was going to explode.  

Jungkook hid his face in Taehyung's neck and nibbled on his skin. "Shit, Tae... You're fucking perfect for me. Made just right for me." He panted. "I... Fuc-- I could spend all night worshipping you--have you coming over and over, soaking my sheets, screaming my name until you can't take anymore." 

Taehyung moaned closing his eyes and threw his head back. His body felt weightless, every nerve alight. He looked over at his shoulder and he could swear it was the sexiest sight he had ever seen.

Jungkook was flushed. Droplets of sweat rolled down his temples, tracing the sharp lines of his jaw before disappearing into the hollow of his throat. Red spread from face and down to his chest which rose and fell erratically, glistening with sweat. His features were twisted in sheer pleasure, lips parted, brows furrowed, his dark eyes heavy with hunger and possession. Each thrust made his muscles flex in the most sinful ways.

Taehyung's stomach tightened, heat coiling low, unbearable. "F-fuck," he choked out, unable to look away. Jungkook also looked up from where he was pumping into Taehyung. "Look at you," he breathed, almost in awe. "So beautiful like this... You don't even know what you do to me."

He reached over to touch Jungkook's face. "A-Am close." His eyes were full of tears.

Jungkook smirked against his lips, dark eyes drinking him in, relishing the way Taehyung trembled under him. "That's it, wildflower," he murmured, nipping at his ear "Give me everything. Let's see how many times you come before you pass out." 

Before Taehyung could comprehend, Jungkook left his leg and curled his fist around Taehyung's cock. The boy cried out. He pushed his face into the mattress as he tried to hold it in for a little longer, but his body jerked, muscles locking up, pleasure so sharp it bordered on unbearable. 

His fingers twisted in the sheets, breath coming in ragged gasps. Yes... Fuck Yes!

"Unc-- " Taehyung's voice shattered into a sob, his whole body seizing up before a sharp cry tore from his throat. His face buried deeper into the sheets, muffling the desperate sounds spilling from his lips as he came spurting white semen all over Jungkook's sheets and his hand.

His thighs trembled violently, hips jerking in erratic thrusts, chasing every last wave of pleasure that ripped through him.

Jungkook pulled back giving him a moment to breathe.

Taehyung rolled over to his stomach to process the euphoria. "Fuck!" He screamed out in pleasure. A series of giggles filled the air. He didn't know why he was laughing. He must have gone crazy.

But it felt so damn good.

He hit his head against the mattress. Again and again. "Why the fuck are you so good?" How will he get enough of him in one summer if this is how he made him feel. Reckless. Boneless. Brainless.

High!

Jungkook chuckled, watching Taehyung sprawled out in his bed, naked, all wrecked and glowing. His sweaty skin glistened under the light. "Still breathing?" he teased, voice thick with amusement.

Taehyung turned his head just enough to look at him, lips parted as he caught his breath. "Barely," he muttered, his voice hoarse. He didn't miss the way Jungkook's smirk deepened, the warmth in his gaze making Taehyung's stomach flutter despite himself.

"You're adorable when you're fucked out, wildflower," he murmured, brushing a kiss against his nape.

Taehyung groaned into the sheets, still rolled over to his stomach as the orgasm still washed over him in waves. "You ruined me, how am I supposed to walk after this?"

Jungkook's smile just brightened. "Who said we were done?" 

A sharp gasp left Taehyung's lips as his body jolted from the overstimulation. He turned onto his back, not caring he was stark naked. And a mess. "I--" 

"I am not finished yet, princess." 

Prinnncess? Taehyung looked at him with heart eyes, but Jungkook pulled him by his ankle effortlessly. Taehyung's knees folded on their own, his legs parting on instinct.

Jungkook held his cock against Taehyung's abused hole and ran his hands along Taehyung's bruised thighs, his touch unexpectedly gentle. His gaze softened, and Taehyung's heart skipped a beat.

He was never going to recover from the way Jungkook looked at him, touched him, held him like he was something precious.

"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life, Wildflower." 

Taehyung stuttered to breath. Jungkook leaned to take one of his nipple in his mouth and pushed in at the same time.

                            *******

It was hours later when Taehyung lay flushed and spent in Jungkook's sheets wearing one if Jungkook's shirt. He came seven times, and his uncle twice. He squirmed feeling the hot semen rushing out of his gaping hole. 

With his eyes trained at the ceiling, he smiled brightly despite the fact that he couldn't feel his limbs. Cold, night air felt so delicious against his hot skin.

"I can't believe I survived that without passing out." He let out, breathless, his heavy eyelids fluttering shut. He barely had the energy to crack them open when he heard Jungkook chuckle.

His lips pulled into a pout. "No... It's not funny!" He huffed. "You fucking broke me."

His exaggeration earned him another laugh from his uncle who pulled Taehyung into his chest. Taehyung's sweaty back fit perfectly against him, his head resting on Jungkook's bicep. The boy folded his knees and Jungkook did the same, bringing him closer.

Taehyung squirmed feeling the hard muscles poking him at just the right places. His uncle snuggled his face into Taehyung's neck. "You are cute!"

"That's not cute!" Taehyung protested, craning his neck to the side, allowing Jungkook to do whatever he was doing between kissing him and inhaling him, his strong arm wrapped around Taehyung's waist possessively.

"I could swear I saw God at one point!"

Jungkook clicked his tongue, smiling before pulling back just enough to meet Taehyung's hazy gaze. His grip around him didn't loosen—if anything, he held him even closer, thumb stroking lazy circles against his hip.

"So... did he look like me?"

Taehyung let out a weak laugh, laughing and moaning at the same time when Jungkook nibbled on his ear. "You wish." 

"Ahan?"

"Hmm..." Taehyung nodded, biting on his lower lip.

His uncle paused and Taehyung suppressed a giggle. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes twinkling with mischief. It was suddenly becoming his favorite hobby. Provoking him.

But Jungkook's raised eyebrow told him he just got himself into trouble.

His uncle smirked, pressing a kiss against his temple. "Then I guess I'll have to take you there again... just to be sure."

Taehyung's eyes widened in horror when he tried to get up.

"No!" He yelped, grabbing onto Jungkook's hand, the same one resting against his stomach, holding it in place as if that could stop him. "No, no, I was kidding, Uncle Jeon!" 

"But why? Don't you wanna see God more closely?" 

"No!" Taehyung shook his head.

He will let his uncle take him to heaven again tomorrow.... no, not tomorrow, neither the day after that. He was done for a few days. He was sure he needed good rest to recover. They will do it next week.

Even as he told himself that, he knew he would find himself in his uncle's bed again tomorrow, crying, begging for him to stop but loving it at the same time.

Jungkook chuckled behind him. His velvety laughter against Taehyung's ear travelled straight to his stomach making the butterflies there dance happily but he pouted offended. "You are so evil." 

Jungkook just chuckled again and kissed his temple once more. Taehyung tried to stay mad for a little longer but ended up smiling. They lay there in silence as Jungkook held him close.

"Nice bracelet." He murmured against his ear. "A birthday gift?" 

Taehyung looked down at his hand where Jungkook played with the beads. He didn't notice he had been touching it all along. He smiled brightly. "Thanks for that. I really loved it." 

"You did?" 

"Yeah... It's beautiful." 

Jungkook breathed deeply against his ear. Taehyung felt his eyelashes fluttering against the skin below his ear. "Am glad you liked it." 

A warmth settled over Taehyung feeling Jungkook's breath against his skin, his chest rising and falling against his back in a soft rhythm. He looked over his shoulder again only to find his uncle's eyes closed already.

His heart raced in his chest, a strange feeling coiling in his stomach.

"Go to sleep, wildflower." Jungkook whispered without opening his eyes. Taehyung blinked perplexed. Turning back to lie in his previous position, he looked down at his uncle's arm around him.

He stared at it innocently, not knowing why it turned so... intimate suddenly.

"Good night." He whispered trying to keep his uncle awake.

Jungkook's lips brushed the nape of his neck, a barely-there press of warmth. "Sleep well, and if you dream... dream of me." Taehyung bit on his lip again, feeling warm and safe, and sleepy.

His uncle said something ahead, but he barely caught it. "Huh?" He asked but only the silence replied. He contemplated on turning back and watch him sleep but shook his head.

"I have always dreamt of you...." He whispered and closed his eyes.

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Heyya everyone!! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Ahem!!

Going on a month long hiatus. Couldn't go without giving you a dose of Uncle Jeon to look forward to the next month.

I'll see you all after Eid.

Take care of yourself, babies. ✨❤️

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