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“hey, jimin-ah!” taehyung shouted after jimin who was on his way to his room.
jimin did stop on his tracks and looked back at taehyung sitting cozily at the couch. “why?”
“can we talk?”
jimin frowned. “about what?”
“remember when i kissed you last time?”
oh, how could jimin forget that? they attended a family gathering from jimin’s relatives that time. it was the wedding day of his cousin, and taehyung was with him because . . . he was his boyfriend, or more precisely, his fake boyfriend.
it started when jimin’s parents kept asking him about his love life (as if it’s their business). they're too nosy and excited for jimin to finally find his partner, but jimin felt the opposite. he wasn’t akin to the idea, just because he still doesn’t feel like it. so when him and taehyung were doing grocery shopping at a nearby supermarket, like they always do, he didn’t expect to bump at his parents there. it wasn’t their first time to meet taehyung since the latter was his best friend since childhood, but the nagging of his parents about his love life kept lingering at the top of his mind, so when they asked what they were both doing there, he just impulsively told them he was his boyfriend, unprompted. both his parents (and taehyung) looked at him with subtle shocks on their faces, until his mother was the first one to coo at them, and fortunately, taehyung went with it after recovering from the shock. putting an arm around jimin’s shoulders, pulling him close and saying whatever couple things say about each other, until they left them alone. since then, taehyung had to act as jimin’s boyfriend in front of his parents until eventually he had to attend the wedding of jimin’s cousin with him to get his relatives to believe it too, and for everyone to finally leave him alone about his relationship status and plans.
the wedding day went well, except when taehyung unexpectedly kissed jimin on the lips in front of his aunts who only cooed at them. taehyung admitted he was too engrossed with his role as jimin’s boyfriend and thought such an act would make them look believable, which jimin only flushed at. after that eventful day, they never talk about the kiss™ ever again. jimin moved out his shared home with his parents, to taehyung’s apartment. it would convince them more, and jimin would finally have solace from his nosy parents.
it’s been a week since jimin moved in with taehyung. the awkwardness from the start disappeared quickly as they fall back in their usual routines. and it’s not that hard since they’re best friends. therefore, their fake boyfriend arrangements didn’t really matter, so remembering how taehyung kissed him that day wasn’t really at the top of jimin’s head, certainly not.
“what about it?” jimin tried not to feel flushed.
taehyung chuckled. he knows jimin well so he could see how jimin gets flustered by that. “come here and sit with me, first.”
jimin stride towards him. he was about to sit on the couch but taehyung stopped him.
“here,” he patted on his lap.
jimin stared at him in disbelief. “are you insane? why would i sit on your lap?”
“cause we’re boyfriends?” taehyung snickered.
jimin just rolled his eyes and slumped on the couch, beside him. “whatever.”
“that’s fine,” taehyung shrugged and moved closer to him until they were sitting side by side.
“so what do you want to tell me?”
“that’s your first kiss, right?”
jimin tried to glare at him, but taehyung kept grinning. of course, taehyung knew. they always told each other everything about themselves. taehyung told jimin about his first kiss, first boyfriend, first heartbreak, and even his “first time”. jimin wouldn’t hide those same things to taehyung, therefore, the latter knew the other haven’t just experienced them yet.
“so what if it is?” jimin grunted.
“hey, you should at least act like you liked it. aren’t you happy that your first kiss was your soulmate?”
jimin rolled his eyes again. “you're being dramatic, taehyung.”
“anyway, aside from me knowing you haven’t had your first kiss before that. i also knew because of how tensed your lips were. i mean, don’t get me wrong, your lips were soft just as i thought it would be but i think you were too nervous that time.”
jimin tried not to flush again on how taehyung just casually commented about his lips. “i'm embarrassed, dumbass. we were in front of my aunts, why won't i be nervous? and i don’t know how to respond to that. you just suddenly pulled me . . .” his voice was getting smaller by the end.
taehyung hummed as if he was really pondering about it. “so i thought, what if i teach you how to properly kiss?”
“what?”
“so you won't feel nervous again. it’s better to get used to it.”
“i do not need to learn how to kiss. you know what . . . it was a nice talk, goodnight.” jimin tried to stand up but taehyung grabbed his arms and pulled him back down.
“wait, jimin! c’mon it’s just the simple kisses, even just a chaste kiss. we don’t have to do the french kiss or more than that if you don’t want to.”
“why would i even want to kiss you?”
“because i'm your boyfriend, remember?”
“taehyung, we’re fake boyfriends.”
“is that all am i to you, now? not your best friend, childhood sweetheart, partner-in-crime, or even soulmate?” taehyung feigned hurt as he dramatically clutched on his chest.
“as your soulmate, i still don’t want to kiss you. goodnight.” jimin tried to get up again but taehyung still held him back.
“jimin!” he whined, “you already said it, we’re fake boyfriends anyway, therefore we’ll have to continue acting like we’re dating. we have to do stuffs like a couple when we’re in front of your relatives, right? we might have to kiss again, so it’s better for you to learn it now instead of freezing like a statue when i try to kiss you again.”
and jimin finally gave a chance to think about it. he didn’t want to kiss taehyung because he don’t want that to ruin their friendship or make it weird. well, maybe it’s just him thinking about it. maybe taehyung doesn’t really mind it and jimin was just overthinking. it’s just a simple kiss anyway, right?
seeing jimin’s sudden silence, taehyung snickered, “you're thinking about it, aren’t you?”
that brought jimin out of his thoughts. “yes, because that’s such a stupid reason.”
“but it made sense, right?”
jimin sighed, “sadly, yes.”
“so?”
jimin frowned while taehyung continued smirking at him. “you look like a creep, tae.”
“so, do you agree with me teaching you how to kiss?”
“i'm still against it but, do whatever you want, i guess.”
taehyung chuckled, he knew jimin was just shy to admit it. “c’mon, jimin, don’t you want to kiss these lips?” he protruded his lips a little. “don’t you like it when you first felt them against yours?”
“no.”
taehyung’s expression comically fell. “hey, can't you be careful with your words? my feelings can get hurt too, you know?”
jimin chuckled. “idiot.”
taehyung also smiled when he saw jimin finally relaxed. “but i'm your idiot.” jimin’s intimidating gaze was back and taehyung knew he was about to walk out again. “i'm just kidding, jimin.”
“now what are we gonna do?”
taehyung leaned back on the couch and draped an arm behind jimin. “kiss me.”
jimin frowned. “i thought you're the one who’ll teach me?”
“i am. that’s why i'm telling you to kiss me, jimin. i can't always be the one initiating the kiss, right? you should also show them that you’d love to kiss me whenever you feel like it.”
“tae—“
“c’mon, jimin,” he grabbed his hand—“you just have to place your hand on my cheek—“placed it on his cheek—“then lean closer.”
jimin was still stunned and having second thoughts. he could just go back to his room and never talk about this ever again. but before he could run away, he felt taehyung slowly pulling him, until he realized he was inches away from taehyung’s face. his breath was caught up on his throat as he started getting lost at taehyung’s brown orbs. he wasn’t able to see taehyung’s face this close when they kissed the first time, since jimin closed his eyes in shock as soon as taehyung pulled him. it was the first time they saw each other this close. jimin didn’t know that taehyung was this handsome. no wonder, girls and boys were lining up for taehyung, since high school. jimin would always get the jealous glare from the people around them when he’s with taehyung. maybe he did find taehyung handsome since before, he’s just too prideful to admit it.
he was brought out of his thoughts when he heard taehyung chuckling.
“i said kiss me, jimin, not stare at me for an hour.”
jimin leaned back in shock. “has it been an hour?”
taehyung laughed at jimin’s flushed face. “i'm just exaggerating.”
“fuck you.”
“oh, not so fast, jiminie. that could wait. we haven’t gone past the kissing yet, right?”
if the way jimin glares at him could kill, taehyung would be lying at the pool of his blood by now. “tae, i swear—“
“fine, sorry, okay . . .” he sighed, “are you nervous? do you want me to kiss you instead?”
and jimin was back to being shy and flustered.
“jimin?”
“yeah, just do it.”
“okay, then,” taehyung leaned closer and the distance between them slowly disappeared again. he placed a hand on his cheek, and jimin’s breath was getting erratic again. he was almost about to kiss jimin, and jimin certainly isn’t anticipating it, “close your eyes,” taehyung whispered, breath hitting his lips.
jimin did as told and the next thing he felt was soft lips draped gently on his own. it was only brief, taehyung pulling away too fast for jimin’s liking (not that he’ll admit though).
“you're tensed again,” taehyung stated.
“i— . . . what should i do?” he shyly asked.
taehyung finds it endearing. “just try to loosen up a bit. don’t overthink. just enjoy it, at least.”
jimin nodded. “okay, i’ll try.”
taehyung nodded back, and he was back to leaning towards him. they kissed again, and this time, jimin tried his best not to feel too nervous. he tried not to overthink the fact that he was kissing his best friend and supposedly fake boyfriend. taehyung tested how much he could go for, and pressed a bit more pressure against his lips. jimin almost pulled back but taehyung kept his grip on his face. jimin remained and tried not to tense up again. taehyung pulled away again after a while to check up on jimin. he was a little surprised to see the latter flushing.
“are you still feeling fine?”
jimin wasn’t dazed yet but he already feels overwhelmed. “y-yes, i'm fine.”
taehyung hummed in acknowledgement. he tucked the hair falling on his face, back to his ear. “can i kiss you again?”
jimin nodded albeit quickly. taehyung didn’t wait for a beat too as he leaned back and kissed jimin again. he pressed hard against his lips, and without thinking much, started moving his lips. jimin was astonished when he felt taehyung slowly moving his lips against his, though inexperienced, he too tried to match taehyung’s movement. he subtly sighed when taehyung didn’t pull away and kept kissing him albeit his messy attempt of matching up. he tensed again when he felt taehyung’s tongue poking at his, asking for entrance. he did grant him an entry, even tried to loll out his tongue too and met his, but it only felt messier.
soon, taehyung pulled away again. he looked at jimin, and he was more flushed than earlier. “you're too tensed, jimin.”
if jimin wasn’t dazed earlier, he sure is now. “huh?”
“tilt your head a little to the opposite side of mine, then lax your mouth and let me guide you instead, okay?”
jimin nodded although it took him time to understand what taehyung was saying. taehyung leaned in again, but this time, jimin met him halfway until they're kissing again. jimin tilted his head as taehyung said, when he felt the latter’s tongue protruding at his lips again. he opened his mouth wider to accommodate taehyung’s incessant tongue, wandering and licking every part of his mouth. he felt a hand held on his waist and he was then getting pulled closer to taehyung. he instinctively rested his hands on taehyung’s shoulders, and was also pulling him closer. the hand on his face moved down on his waist as well until he felt it lower to his thighs and he was being pulled onto taehyung’s lap. he adjusted himself properly on his lap without breaking the kiss.
taehyung kept exploring his tongue all over jimin’s mouth and it made the latter almost delirious on how good it is making him feel. he was so lost on how taehyung expertly moved his mouth, as if he was devouring him, that he just sat there and could only take everything offered to him. he was feeling hot. he didn’t know if the heat was always there, but he sure is feeling it now. it was hot but he didn’t want to separate himself from taehyung’s body heat which only adds up to the hotness he was feeling. he gasped on taehyung’s lips when he felt a hand crept under his shirt and touch his lower back. he thinks he was going to overheat, but he’s not complaining. he haven’t felt this good in his entire life. what was he doing all this time and missing out on this feeling? another hand touched his skin until they were gripping on his bare waist. jimin then feels like fainting.
they didn’t know how long they were kissing, or even making out, until both felt breathless and reluctantly pulled away from each other. panting and catching their breaths.
“how was it?” taehyung panted.
jimin realized that he was still crowding taehyung, and sitting on his lap, just how he want him initially. he leaned back a little and stared down at him. “you said chaste kiss only!”
taehyung’s eyes widened at being accused. “fuck, jimin you were moaning and that’s just what you'll tell me?”
“i— . . .” jimin wasn’t aware that he was moaning earlier. He sure enjoyed kissing taehyung than he initially thought he would. “i didn’t!”
“you did! i almost lost my mind when i heard you.”
“it’s probably not a moan, tae.”
“yeah, and i'm probably not hard.”
“you're what?!”