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HAPPY TAEKOOK DAY!!!

Guess who is back? 😉

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He sat at the rocks, watching the sun climb lazily over the horizon, painting the blue waters with the hues of tangerine. Air carried the smell of salt and water, and something about nature that just hummed melodies. 

Jungkook inhaled deeply, stretching his legs in front of him.

It was early in the morning. The birds played around in the woods behind while waves crashed against the foot of the rocks, sprinkling droplets over him every now and then. The cold mist felt nice against the skin, like the sea was kissing him, instilling a calmness that penetrated deep into his soul.

A smile curled up on his lips as Jungkook's black gaze roamed from waters that stretched beyond eyesight, to the cottony clouds mindlessly. A bouquet rested on the pile of stones he gathered earlier a little away from the rock he sat on.

He had been sitting there for almost an hour, enjoying the serenity of the morning, and loving the way air played with his hair. 

"I thought I was the only one who was early." Someone commented. He already knew who it was.

"Guess you suck at being special." He smirked not turning immediately, but when he did, he found Taehyun standing there smiling brightly at him.

"Fuck you."

"Too bad. You can't."

Taehyun rolled his eyes. Stepping over the scattered pebbles, he took a seat beside him with a soft groan. "You're thirty-three. Grow up."

Jungkook leaned back on his elbows, glancing at him with a lazy grin. "Nah. I tried once. Got bored." He liked being the way he was. 

"Just how long you think you can live like that?"

"Haven't thought about that but forever seems like a nice idea." Jungkook winked. Taehyun shook his head.

The sea wind caught Jungkook's hair again, blowing it across his forehead. He didn't bother fixing it. Just watched the horizon like it owed him something, his usual smile still in place. The two brothers sat there watching the sunrise in silence. 

After what felt like eternity, Taehyun looked at him. "You always liked the sea, didn't you? Even as a kid, you'd sneak out before sunrise, just to sit and stare at it."

Jungkook smiled. "Hmm... It feels nice. The wind is soft. Waves go on forever..."He shrugged, head tilting slightly as he watched a bird dip into the water and fly off again. "It's peaceful and... It reminds me of her."

Another gush of soft breeze messed his hair, but he let them play with his eyelashes.

"Do you miss her?" His brother asked.

Jungkook felt Taehyun's gaze on himself. He nodded only to look away. "Yeah..." Not every day. But he missed her on this day every year.  She was someone who had been closest to him. Known him the best. Understood him without words. When she left, he was lost.

Having her around was nice.

His gaze followed the waves approaching the shore. When it crashed, the tiny droplets tickled his feet. He moved his toes as he looked at his brother. "Don't you?"

"Huh?" Taehyun furrowed his eyebrows.

"Do you miss her?"  

Taehyun looked taken aback at the question, as if he wasn't expecting it. Jungkook studied his expressions closely, the way his eyes widened just slightly, the way something flashed in his eyes before he masked it all under a smile.

"No."

Jungkook could see the lie. Taehyun was sitting there early in the morning beside him because this day mattered him just as much as it did to Jungkook.

"Are you mad at her?" He asked.

Taehyun smiled shaking his head, his eyes trained somewhere in distance. "No. Why would I? She endured so much. She deserved to be happy." 

The word lingered in the air between them. Jungkook didn't say anything. He knew this wasn't the complete truth. He just kept watching Taehyun whose gaze remained trained in the distance.

"I can't blame her for her decisions." Taehyun finally spoke. "I am being honest. I am not mad at her. I don't hate her. I just... there is this small part of me which will always have a small complain that she chose you over me. I loved her the most." 

Jungkook stared at him conflicted. He didn't know what he was supposed to say to that. "She also loved you." He offered.

Taehyun hummed, letting out a dramatic sigh, which Jungkook knew he did to lighten the air. He didn't talk much about this topic. They didn't talk much on the topic. "Yeah, yeah. That's what everyone says to the one who got dumped. You won't understand. You are the lucky one."

Jungkook snorted, not being able to control his laugh. "Dumped? Really?"

"My young heart was broken." Taehyun crinkled his nose, chuckling along Jungkook. And just like that, they went back to their usual self. Someone yelled in the distance. Both of them turned to look only to find some guys running to the beach to play volleyball. 

Jungkook smiled at the young enthusiasm and went back to staring at the sea.

"They were not her favorite flowers." Taehyun commented.

Jungkook glanced towards the bouquet at the pile of stones and nodded. "I know. Her favorite were tulips."

"Then why did you bring them?"

Jungkook chuckled. "The florist was pretty. I panicked and pointed at some random flowers." 

His brother also chuckled, knowing very well he was lying. Pretty girls don't panic Jungkook. He was good with them. Too good actually. He always left them glowing. And wanting more.

"Tulips are not easily available here." He finally said.

Taehyun hummed, understanding. He sat there for a little longer. He got up when his phone chimed with a notification. "I'll leave you to stare at sea. Don't be late for breakfast."

"Yeah..."

Taehyun flashed him a smile before he turned away and left but something about it reminded Jungkook of Taehyung. His smile faltered as he stared at his brother's retreating back blankly.

A heavy weight fell over his chest. His mind took him back to the moment he had woken up this morning with Taehyung in his bed, in his arms, snuggling into him like a kid seeking warmth and protection. 

Another gush of wind hit him, but it instilled a guilt within. He was Taehyung's uncle. He was supposed to protect him, not to ruin him. He was doing so wrong. There was so much wrong about this situationship. In so many ways.

What the hell was he thinking when he agreed to it? No. He wasn't thinking actually. He was only watching. Watching Taehyung's lips who moaned his name and dared to kiss someone else, watching him lying in his bed, touching himself, his soft, untouched body begging to be marked.

Taehyung's need was beyond shame. His eyes reflected his desperation. His words whispered sinful promises. He was offering everything he had, only to him.

Jungkook was just a man.

Just a month he had asked for. It hadn't appeared so wrong back then.

But Taehyun loved him. He trusted him. And Jungkook was betraying his brother.

He fisted his hand.

But it wasn't his fault entirely, was it?

Taehyung started it all. Taehyung wanted it. Jungkook just gave up in a moment of weakness. He tried to talk himself out of the guilt but deep down, he knew he was wrong. He was the older one. Mature one. Sane one. He knew the gravity of the situation.

He also knew the consequences.

He could have stopped it all before it happened. He just... couldn't. Not after watching him being so reckless at Jake's party. He was angry. Out of his mind. And Taehyung just happened to know the right buttons to push.

He was a stubborn kid. The kid who, somehow, fucked his head like no one else. 

"Hey!" He heard the same kid chime.

Jungkook looked at him puzzled. It took him a moment to comprehend if he was just watching things. He hadn't noticed him coming there. He was sitting there lost in his thoughts. The sun was already up the horizon now. 

Taehyung waved at him enthusiastically. 

Jungkook glanced around. The boys still played in distance, their voices filling the air. His eyes returned to Taehyung again who was trying to climb up the rock in his sneakers.

He didn't know what was so cute about it that made him smile despite his preoccupied mind. The guilt he felt was already evaporating into thin air. It took just a look at Taehyung for him to forget everything. Taehyung's excitement, his smiles, carelessness... it was contagious. 

He couldn't help but forget everything else.

He offered his hand to him who took it and came to sit beside Jungkook.

"Thanks." He breathed looking ahead at the beautiful view. "The sun is pretty today... isn't it?" His eyes returned back to Jungkook, and he looked at him the same way again. As if... as if Jungkook hung the moon and stars in his sky.

As if only he existed in his world. He had noticed Taehyung watching him the same way for years. Like he was the only thing that mattered. Like he was everything.

Taehyung tried to keep it hidden, but his eyes, they speak volumes.

He stared at Taehyung softly. The ocean was loud, but not louder than the heart beating in his chest. He smiled and turned his gaze to the sea.

Yeah.

The sun was beautiful. But not half as blinding as the boy beside him.

"You are up early?" He asked trying to break the silence. He had left Taehyung in his bed earlier. He had looked so innocent in his sleep. In fact, he always looked innocent. Even when he looked at Jungkook with those needy eyes. There had always been this innocence about him which was unique. Different. 

Mesmerizing.

Taehyung nodded stretching his legs "I didn't find you in bed."  

Jungkook's gaze drifted down to his thighs in his shorts, to his slender fingers as he dusted his knees, beautiful hands and to thin wrists. The red marks of his fingers were not very loud on Taehyung's pale skin, but they were evident. 

He couldn't help but hold them. Stroking the soft skin with the light bruises with his thumb, he looked up at Taehyung again.

Taehyung was already staring at him, his brown eyes shining expectantly, a hint of shyness swimming right there in the chocolaty pools of his iris, and lips curled up into a smile.

A smirk pulled up at Jungkook's lips. "Missed me that much, wildflower?"

Taehyung bit on his lower lip, like he did when he was nervous, but he looked at Jungkook's boldly. "No. I missed the way you moan my name more." his eyes turned mischievous. "You always sound so fucking hot when you are close."

Jungkook stared at him, his hold on Taehyung's wrist tightening just a little. Taehyung hissed through his teeth silently but refused to back down. 

"Your mouth knows the talk, huh?"

Taehyung shifted in his place subtly, but it didn't escape from Jungkook's eyes. 

"It knows many other things too. Y-You didn't let me show you yet." He stuttered, while his cheeks turned red. Jungkook's cock twitched in his pants.

He wanted to kiss him. Hard. And show him just how much he didn't know yet. Make him do everything and guide him through it like a good mentor. He shouldn't want that, he told himself.

He wanted to stop. He really did. He just didn't know how to. The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. Just one summer, they have agreed for. It's already been two weeks.

It will be over in two more.

What harm could it cause? Both of them wanted it. And Jungkook wanted to spoil Taehyung. Completely. Ruin him for anyone who would touch Taehyung after him. 

Taehyung's eyebrows pinched in confusion when Jungkook pulled him into his lap. "Uncle Jeon..." He breathed, stunned. He must have felt his hardness.

Jungkook inhaled into his neck just to stop himself from kissing Taehyung. He needed to distract himself. Fuck! The kind of thoughts he had for Taehyung.... they were dangerous. "How did you know where I was?" 

Taehyung's back arched as Jungkook's nose grazed his skin. Jungkook loved how sensitive Taehyung was, and how he melts almost immediately in his hands. He loved melting him again and again so that he could mold him into something only he could hold.

Something only he understood. Something that held Jungkook's traces. Forever.

He groaned biting his sweet spot.

"I k-knew. Ah.. You come here every year on this day." Taehyung moaned. Jungkook, who definitely was going through an internal storm couldn't stop himself from smiling. He looked at the boy with a raised eyebrow. 

"You were spying on me?"

"Maybe." Taehyung smiled, his chest rising and falling erratically. 

"So, what did you notice?" Jungkook asked, nonchalantly, loving how his touch affected Taehyung. It was like his body came to life every time Jungkook, as little as, looked at him.

His dark eyes glinted with his usual tease as his fingers found the Taehyung's skin beneath the shirt. He loved doing that. Asking him questions, forcing him to answer and then touch him just to see him struggle to form words under his gaze.

Taehyung closed his eyes, and his head fell back. Jungkook could feel Taehyung's arousal against his abs. "That the more I watch you, the harder you got to look away from."

"And?" 

He clutched Jungkook's shoulders as he sat in his lap only to roll his hips subtly. "And I wanted to come over here and talk to you. You looked lonely."

Jungkook held him in place, not allowing him to move, the smile on his face never leaving. Taehyung whined and looked at him. Jungkook was already staring.

Another wave crashed against the rock spraying mist into the air. Taehyung blinked trying not to lose the staring competition.

"Why didn't you then?" Jungkook finally asked.

Taehyung's eyes contained an innocent fury at being denied the friction. "Because every time I looked at you, my hormones destabilized. I couldn't stop thinking about all the dirty things I wanted you to do to me." he complained.

Jungkook suppressed his laughter, but he was sure Taehyung saw it from the way he glared at him. "It's not funny." He tried to move again.

Jungkook shook his head and traced his fingers over Taehyung's spine beneath his shirt, feeling the slight shiver that ran through him. Taehyung inhaled, leaning into his touch, and it did something to Jungkook.

He inhaled sharply and pressed feather light kisses against his jaw. "You look adorable when you are mad." He teased even more, voice barely above the sound of the waves.

Taehyung's fingers dug into Jungkook's shoulders. "Uncle J-Jeon..." 

Jungkook smiled at the desperation. "Yes, wildflower."

"Stop teasing me." He ordered.

Jungkook bit his inner cheek. "That's not how you beg."

"Touch me, please," Taehyung moaned, head falling back, throat exposed. "Touch me like you're losing your mind."

Jungkook growled low in his throat. Cupping Taehyung's neck, he brought his mouth to his own and kissed him.

Taehyung's breath hitched as Jungkook sucked his lower lip, sucking Taehyung's tongue before invading his mouth. Taehyung trembled, thighs spreading wider over Jungkook's lap, chasing the friction he'd been denied.

"Please." he whispered again.

"Is this how you wanna be touched?" Jungkook asked groping his ass with one hand while the other held his waist in a bruising hold.

"Y-Yes..." Taehyung moaned, struggling to breathe. "Touch me like you o-own me. Like you think about this all-fucking day."

Maybe Taehyung didn't even realize but his words instilled a possessiveness within him.

Jungkook might not own Taehyung, but he could touch him all fucking day and will still not get enough because he wasn't just a temptation. He was Jungkook's favorite sin. 

And if this was how Taehyung wanted to be touched, he would do just that. Touch him like he was Jungkook's. At least in that moment.

Jungkook's grip tightened as he kissed him harder again. "Keep talking like that and I'll fucking break you."

Taehyung rolled his hips down again, dragging a breathless moan from both of them. The friction was just enough to make them both go insane.

"Break me," he challenged. "I'm not scared."

Jungkook growled, the sound deep, almost feral. Taehyung.... he... he was a menace. And Jungkook didn't know what to do with him. He just... wanted more not knowing how dangerous it could be for him. He was inexperienced.

There was a lot to explore, and Jungkook, not now, but eventually wanted to walk him through everything. Sex had stopped being so exciting before Taehyung. He was scared that it was going to ruin both of them completely.

He shoved the shirt up to Taehyung's chest, not bothering to take it off and dived in to take his nipple in his mouth. Taehyung arched beautifully, gasping, legs tightening around his waist. Jungkook breathed through his lips, each cell in his body burning with need.

His pants felt suffocating.

He gritted his teeth and bit on Taehyung's nipple only to suckle on it again. Strings of curses left Taehyung's lips. Jungkook pulled back and cupped the soft muscles on his breast, his dark eyes drifting to Taehyung's face.

The mix of pain and pleasure, and the glistening sheen of sweat made his chest swell with pride. "Look at you, baby... so pretty for me. So needy. So hungry." So beautiful. 

"Uncle J-Jeon..." Taehyung cried as he kept rolling his hips.

Jungkook held his wrist again and made Taehyung hold him. "Feel that? That's what you do to me every time you look at me with those eyes." He pressed Taehyung's hand harder onto his cock. "I fucking lose my mind. You do make me lose my mind every goodamn time."

Taehyung opened his mouth to say something, but his voice didn't support. Jungkook claimed his lips again in another fiery kiss and Taehyung's fingers curled around Jungkook's hardness instinctively.

Jungkook's hand also slipped between them, cupping Taehyung through his shorts, palming him hard. Taehyung's body jerked. A strangled moan tore from his throat as he burnt with the touch shamelessly.

Jungkook could feel the dampness through the fabric.

"You're soaked, wildflower," he whispered against Taehyung's lips, voice rough. "Fucking dripping for me. I haven't even gotten my cock inside you yet." Taehyung's shaking hand felt nice against his arousal, but he remembered how good it felt to be inside Taehyung and his cock stiffened even more.

He saw Taehyung's cheeks burning red. He was shy. He was embarrassed. But he didn't stop. "Take me, Uncle Jeon." 

Jungkook wanted to. And he was going to.

Taehyung was lost in pleasure, but he was not. He heard the boys hooting in the distance. "Not here." He ordered. Pulling away, he helped Taehyung to get up, his cock already missing the way Taehyung touched it excitedly.

Taehyung stumbled in his steps. His eyes were unfocused, need evident on his face.

Jungkook held him just in time.

Pulling his shirt down, he took Taehyung's hand in his own, and took him further deep into the rocks.

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Heyya everyone!! How are you all? It's been a month without Uncle Jeon and his wildflower.

Missed them?😂

You all were crying for Uncle Jeon's perspective. Here you got it. What did you infer?

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