'Nothing Like Us' taekook

Jungkook was in a snit. His decision to stay and take care of Taehyung seemed the right thing to do but seeing him wriggling in bed, looking so vulnerable and brittle made him heart- wrenching.Taehyung's teeth chattering and body convulsing,drenched in shiny blocks of sweat 

What was he to do? He didn't know where to begin.

He rummaged through the bedside tables, the drawers, the metallic desk next to the session room for a thermometer but couldn't find one so he checked the bathroom and thankfully there was one on the last shelf in the cabinet.

Taehyung 's temperature was extremely high, 40C. The younger fizzled and ran back to the bathroom to fetch a bottle of medicine pills he had previously noticed and a bowl of tepid water with a white towel.

He sponged his body thoroughly in consistent,steady moves as the man kept his eyes shut unable to get them opened and Jungkook slightly raised his head and pushed a pill and some water down his throat making sure he swallowed it. He brought more water just in case because a lot of fluids were necessary. Next thing he did was to sit by his side at the edge of the bed holding a wet towel on his forehead to help bring down the fever.

As the hours passed his condition didn't improve. The fever hadn't subsided more than two degrees and the younger was restless. Taehyung was still unconscious, shaking,his heartbeat was rapid, and he was trying to scratch parts of his body, making the younger's guilt worse. Shouldn't the fever have cooled down by now? It's been three hours. He gave him another pill, hoping it would help and leaned against the headboard because his back was hurting.

" Kook..? Kook…" he lisped breathlessly, tossing his head to both sides and frantically panting.

" I'm here Tae.. I'm here." 

" Don't.. don't..leave..me.. I'm..sorry.." he kept on repeating." I'm..sorry.."

" I'm not going anywhere." he assured him in a jittery voice, one hand holding the towel on his forehead and the other caressing his scorching,red cheek." I'm here.. I'm always here.."Hearing sorry from his lips should have excited him but he knew it was from the fever.

The fever persisted and Jungkook was scared stiff. He noticed a few skin rashes spread on his body, mostly on his chest and arms and when Taehyung began having muscle spasms, he broke out in cold sweat. He had to do something. Take him to the hospital or call a doctor. He got up, placing the towel in the bowl,a few drops of water splashed on the surface,ready to call an ambulance when a hand snatched his wrist pulling him back.

" No.. please..leave..me.. don't..come..closer..I.. won't.. tell..I.. won't..leave..me..Kook..where..are..you?" Taehyung squeezed his wrist tighter making him hiss and was forced to sit back to bed. Obviously he was hallucinating and it was impossible for Jungkook to make sense of his words. Was he referring to him or having flashbacks from the past?

" Tae please try to calm down. Everything is ok.." his voice soft and reassuring despite the storm of fear pestering him, stroking his wet hair. 

The man couldn't hear a word of comfort being in his own foggy world." Let..go..of.. me.. don't..come.. closer.. don't.. Kook..Kook.." His body shook and spasmed uncontrollably, his back arched and making a loud growl he passed out, letting go of his wrist and his hand fell flat on the mattress.

" Tae? Tae? Can you hear me? Oh God! Tae?What should I do?" He panicked, taking deep, sharp breaths to calm himself down.

A doctor! He had to find a doctor!

But the only one he knew was his dad's friend and their family doctor and he couldn't get him without being exposed. He started pacing back and forth, munching his lips and scratching his neck. His eyes were red rimmed and about to burst into tears.

Thankfully,an idea popped up in his head, so crazy and absurd but in this case his only resort and he hurriedly snatched Taehyung 's phone from the bedside table and found his friend's number. He remembered the name from the time he had eavesdropped on them in the company. When they were making fun of him.

Hoseok.

Taking deep breaths he pressed the number and on the second ring the man answered.

" Hey, did you finally decide to call me? Damn fool! You skipped work to fuck stupid women and left us hanging!"

" Hoseok hyung?" 

The unknown voice made Hobi gulp and choke on his saliva." Who is this? Where is Tae?"

" I'm.. Jungkook.. sorry to bother you but I didn't know what else to do or who else to call.Taehyung is sick.. he's got a high fever and nothing works. I need help." 

Hobi internally cursed at the stupidity his words held. He was shocked to hear Jungkook's trembling voice but mostly to find out that his friend had spent his days away from the office with him. That he was sick and the boy was taking care of him. Too much information to suck in.

" I'm here Jungkook. Tell me what's going on and how I can help."

After the younger man finished explaining,Hobi's blood was cold." Don't worry. Stay put and I'll call a doctor. He's our friend and he can help." 

" Thank you hyung." A heavy sigh of relief exited his lips 

" Would you like me to come?" He sounded hesitant and instantly regretted saying it.

" No.. I'll be fine.. we'll be fine." Jungkook was too embarrassed to face Taehyung's friends knowing what they were probably thinking about him. The awful things he must have told them.

" Ok. Call me if you need anything else." He stopped for a second and continued."Jungkook.. it's nice talking to you even under the circumstances."

Jungkook gulped and his face turned as red as a poppy. Hoseok hyung sounded kind, polite and honest. The exact opposite of his friend.." I will hyung. It was nice talking to you too." 

Hobi smiled at the gentle, sweet voice on the other end of the line. It had a calming hue that made your heart feel at ease. No way this boy was the manipulative whore Taehyung had described. The man eater with no moral values.No,his friend was wrong. He was certain of that." Keep me posted ok? Bye." 

" Bye hyung." The call ended with the younger going back to the man more relaxed than before. At least help was on the way. The doctor arrived twenty minutes later and while Jungkook was expecting a much older man he was probably around Taehyung's age. 

Park Seojoon. Lofty and very handsome with shiny, tame, black hair, prominent jaw and a gentle aura. He escorted him upstairs to the bedroom while explaining the symptoms.

" Nothing to worry about. He's a strong man. He'll survive." the doctor reassured him by patting his back." May I ask how do you know Tae? Are you two business associates?"

Jungkook's eyes drifted , gulping and feeling shy at the man's piercing gaze. He didn't know what to answer." I'm a friend." Too vague but that was the best he could do. He couldn't of course admit he was one of Taehyung's slaves, subs or victims. It was too embarrassing.

" I see..well I have to admit Tae has beautiful friends. I'm Park Seojoon." He offered his hand for a handshake and Jungkook reluctantly accepted.

His compliment made the boy even more abashed and crimson red while bowing.

He coughed to clear his throat."Kim Jungkook.Nice meeting you.Shouldn't you examine him?" He pointed his head towards the man on the bed.

" Yes, of course." Seojoon proceeded in examining his friend and ten minutes later he closed his medical bag, discreetly observing the boy with the corner of his eyes. His hectic movements indicated he was supermly ill at ease, nibbling his lips and blinking his eyes.

" Taehyung probably had an allergic reaction to food.That explains his high fever and rashes. His stomach is quite sensitive. Has he eaten anything spicy ?"

Guilt was written all over Jungkook's face, bitterly regretting having taken revenge in such a childish way and got him sick." He ate spicy food.. I'm sorry.." 

" It's ok Jungkook. You couldn't have known about it. I've given a shot to take the fever down and I'm leaving you these pills. Antihistamines, and hydrocortisone. Make sure he gets them along with fluids, cool clothes and light food. After every meal for one week. If you need anything else, call me anytime. Day and night." He walked to the door and Jungkook left the pills on the small table, following him.

" Thank you very much doctor. I'll take good care of him." he promised and he was determined to do it. His harmless game almost caused Taehyung 's life. The man began mumbling again and twisting in bed,pushing the covers with his feet.

" I'm sure of that. Go." he urged him."We'll be in touch." He said goodbye and left. Getting into his car he threw the bag in the backseat and immediately called someone.

"It's me. He's fine. A little feverish but nothing can kill our friend. Not even hell wants him. The devil himself objects to his presence." he joked,shaking his head." I met him." He chuckled." He's the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. Gentle, kind and so worried about our stupid friend.Tae is one lucky bastard and he doesn't know it! A first class moron! I'm coming over."

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Jungkook was on pins and needles regardless of the doctor's reassurance about Taehyung 's condition. Most likely due to his own immature behaviour that could have led to a more serious outcome. His eyes stuck on the man who looked more peaceful than before, apparently from the shot. 

Jungkook didn't neglect calling Hoseok hyung to inform him about the older's condition and thank him once again for his help. 

A relief sound left his mouth, as soon as he ended the call and his feet tottering closer to bed, sitting above Taehyung 's head who nestled his, on the younger 's waist. A warm hand hooked Jungkook's waistline snuffling and a timid smile launched on the boy's lips,fingers tousling the wet hair.

Why couldn't their story instead of revenge be a simple, ordinary one? Meet, flirt, date, fall in love, be together? Why did it have to be proven impossible to enjoy the bond of two people in love? Coming to terms with Taehyung's rejection was an enormous weight for his soul.

The older was fast asleep and looked so adorable. If he didn't know he was a cold-blooded man he would have mistakenly taken for a softy.

Slowly his eyes snapped closed, unable to resist the warmth of the man's body and his own wariness. He woke up feeling something tickling his chest and realised the man was wide awake, eyes staring at him and instinctively his hand touched his forehead to check his temperature. Jitters of excitement jolted his body touching his smooth flesh and abruptly removed it.

" Your fever is down. Are you feeling better?" The question came out stiff-necked.

" Much better with you in my arms." Voice steady and silky. Their position was different than before because Jungkook's head was curled up in Taehyung's neck and fingers knotted in his hair. Embarrassed for his bold move he raveled them, sitting up and nibbling his lower lip.

" I must have dozed off..sorry..are you hungry? Should I get you something to eat?" From the spooky expression on the older's pale face Jungkook rushed to add." Porridge. I was thinking of making porridge." 

" Oh..it sounds good." Carefully he slithered upwards, leaning against the headboard." How long was I out?" 

" A day…" Jungkook loathed to blow the gaff of his little indiscretion about calling his friend, pondered whether or not he should tell him. He'd eventually find out from Hoseok hyung." You had high fever and rashes, hallucinating and I didn't know what to do so I asked for help..I called your friend Hoseok hyung and he sent a doctor for you. I'm sorry. I know you didn't want anyone to find out about us but.."

Taehyung's index finger pressed his lips, shutting him up, trying to tame the heebie-jeebies in his stomach." I'm glad you did. You saved me. Thank you."It wasn't easy for V to express gratitude to anyone let alone Jungkook." Seojoon was here? You met him?" 

" I did. He seemed nice and don't get any strange ideas." he warned him, knowing his way of thinking." I mean as a doctor."

" Seojoon is an exceptional doctor. We go a long way back."he explains, voice dangerously low and gaze travelling all over Jungkook's figure.

From the looks of it he wasn't mad but rather relieved and happy."He said,you had an allergic reaction. That's why you got a fever and rashes on your body. He left medicine for you."

" You could easily sneak out with me unconscious. Why didn't you? What made you stay?"His chest pumping up and down waiting for an answer. Any answer.

"It was partly my fault you got sick. I made you eat my food. I hate having the guilt of killing you in my conscience." What a pitiful lie. Both hands stuffed in his rear pockets to hide his nervousness.

Taehyung's panting was rapidly increasing, joint at the hip from Jungkook,his rapturous gaze and the intoxicating strawberry scent exuding his body. He felt more feverish than the fever itself.

" Partly?" He wiggled his brows, the usual smirk reappeared accompanied by a teasing tone ." You could have easily eliminated me without a trace. Very effective way to get back at me."

Jungkook jumped up, adjusting his clothes and coughed." People have different methods of wiping out the enemy. I gave a huge blow to your stomach.You,on the other hand, crushed my heart. I could have retaliated the same way but you don't have a heart to break." 

The man's teasing was meant to be a joke but Taehyung lacked a real sense of humor and consequently infuriated Jungkook in his attempt to distract his attention from what was really bugging him. Regardless of being sick his mind was occupied with how he could have sex with Jungkook! Taehyung had always been a sex animal but this was a soul crushing obsession.

" Am I your enemy Jungkook?" he asked, voice dripping with sadness and lurking passion.

"You're not my..friend nor lover. Friends don't hurt each other and lovers show affection. I only got pain and rejection from you..and nearly forced to watch you fucking s woman." He huffed , fending off towards the door."Give it a rest Taehyung. I'll get you food." The footsteps became a distant, hollow sound clicking on the marble floor and the man rubbed his forehead, in straight-out havoc. Wrong move to joke since he evidently lacked a sense of humour and instead of making him smile he made him angry.

He didn't know how to approach him, make him feel comfortable simply because he hadn't practiced in years. He had gotten used to being dour and moody and spooky all the time. He took one good look at his body and heaved. Red rashes smeared across his skin and he was sticky. A hot bath sounded like such an amazing idea.

He couldn't of course rush to the bathroom because he was still weak and dizzy, that's why in careful not hectic moves he placed his legs on the floor, leaned on his palms and got up. It wasn't so difficult and ambled inside the bathroom, stripped down and got under the shower. The heated,running water did miracles on his aching body, offering tranquility. 

Drying his body with a clean towel and applying soothing cream on his neck and chest he wore a new pair of underwear,shorts and a black T-shirt from the closet and went back to bed to wait for Jungkook. The boy walked into the room,a tray in his hands and made his way to him,placing the tray on the bed next to Taehyung. The smell hit directly to the older's nose and his stomach growled from hunger.

" It smells nice." His nostrils were still intact and the smell hit them instantly.

Jungkook didn't reply but grabbed the bowl stirring the porridge with the spoon to cool it down and  help him eat.

" Are you gonna feed me?" Taehyung spouted, sounding and looking surprised when Jungkook took a spoonful,blew it a couple of times and put it in front of his mouth. Taehyung hadn't been fed in ages. Not since he was a small boy and his dear mother did the same.

" Don't look so stunned. I'm not doing it for you. I'm afraid you'd make a mess and I'll have to clean it. Open up." he huffed, stuffing the spoon in his mouth, watching him gulp it and licking his lips.

" It tastes amazing!" 

" My papa used to make it when I got sick."

" If you have half of his cooking skills…" he was unable to continue as Jungkook put another spoonful in his watery mouth.

" Hush! Eat and stop blabbering!" he ordered strictly,his anger hadn't cooled down from before." You have to take your pills. Doctor's instructions."

To be honest, this sort of dominant attitude was giving the man a boner and he covered his lower body up to his waist with the duvet to hide his erection,making significant efforts to concentrate on eating and ignore the beautiful young man feeding him with such tenderness.

Upon finishing Jungkook rested the bowl on the tray and handed him his pills and a glass of water. Taehyung took them and gave him back the glass. As Jungkook was about to get up, the man's grip on his wrist blocked him.

" Stay with me."

" I've got work to do." He tugged him and took two strides backwards. His touches robbed him of the ability to think and act clearly.

" Have you eaten?"

" Are you concerned about me Taehyung?" 

" I might be the one sick but you have the burden of taking care of me. I need to know you're looking after yourself."

" I won't starve myself to death." he declared, snatching the tray and tramping to the door, wanting nothing more than to escape his torrid gaze and the hoarding emotions piling up inside him.

" Eat and come back. I don't want to be alone." There was not a shred of mockery in his oddly velvety voice blending the boy's stomach and he gulped a knot in his throat.

"Afraid I might leave?" 

" No.. it's not that.."

" Then what has you on edge? Scared I might reveal our.." he scoffed." Our relationship or whatever the hell we had? Your weird tastes in sex? Keeping me here against my will?" 

A single muscle twitched beneath Taehyung's eye, his face remained cold." You came here willingly. The door was open for you to leave at any time. You chose to stay."

" Don't remind me. I'm a slow learner when it comes to mistakes and wicked people."

" You consider me wicked," he stated bitterly." But not my touches and kisses. You loved them." 

Jungkook disregarded his last words simply because he wanted to get away from that room as fast as possible and his presence and the conversation was heading in the wrong direction. The boy knew if they kept talking he'd lose his self control and say things Taehyung wasn't interested in hearing.

" Rest assured I won't  leave until you're back on your feet. I owe you and I'm in the habit of paying my debts.After that we're even." He rushed out the door and Taehyung cursed out loud this time. 

" I want you here..next to me..I want to see your face and hear the sound of your voice..I need to feel you close to me.. touch you.." A tingling pain swaddled his chest and his breaths came out in gasps. There was an upheaval feeling meddling his mind. He laid back and snapped his eyes closed. He needed to get the baffling thoughts out of his head and go back to his previous savage self fraring he was in danger.But he also wanted this to last..like forever.

" What the fuck are you thinking V? It's impossible..this can't happen.. It's not you..who you are.. it's wrong..get it through your stubborn head." he tried to convince himself in a high-pitched tone to sound believable and logical. But it wasn't enough to erase the famished he was experiencing deep in his soul for Jungkook. Sleeping had proven another ordeal for him as his dreams were full of naked Jungkook begging to be fucked.

He opened his eyes sometime in the evening alone in bed and the younger was absent. Should he panic? Had the younger left him?His fever was no longer an issue, just the afterglow of his wet dreams making him feel feverish. The door opened wide with Jungkook walking in holding the tray again and drawing closer. 

Taehyung felt at ease seeing him there and at the same time anxious and stressed. He sat back at the headboard, stretching his stiff muscles.

" Time for dinner." The boy placed the tray on his lap this time carefully so as not to spill the bowl of porridge and took a seat at the edge of the bed.

" No feeding this time?" he asked, not knowing he pouted.

" You're better now. Your fever is down and you're  functional.You can eat by yourself." Somehow he looked agitated and Taehyung didn't assert.

" How do you know? You haven't taken my temperature."

" I did while you were sleeping." he casually informed him and his index finger pointed at the bowl." Eat."

 The man had his dinner without uttering a single word out of fear of provoking him further.It was made clear Jungkook had no intention of starting a conversation with him and it made him sad. Somehow Taehyung was experiencing forgotten emotions and all at once. It should have given him hints yet the man was conniving.

Jungkook wasn't angry. He was disappointed at himself because his guards were slowly letting down and he was unprepared and unwilling to face the consequences. He needed to be mad at him. It was his only line of defense. He just wanted this to end so he could go back to his house and get on with his life. Or what was left of it anyway..

" Are you done? " he asked impatiently, rubbing his palms on his thighs.

Taehyung's mind was making lewd cohesions at the question. He squeezed his legs together to hide his erection and control the urge to answer or do something stupid.

Jungkook picked up the empty tray, put it aside and gave him his pills with water. Watching him gulp them down, his throat and Adam's apple moving in sync he involuntarily gasped and shivered but couldn't take his eyes off of him. The way he was drinking was so fucking erotic it brought back the memories of him being mouthfucked and Taehyung gulping his juices.

He jumped up so abruptly he almost stumbled and was about to flee when his voice stopped him.

" Stay with me. I need you. Want you." 

The boy didn't turn or move." Too complicated. A dead end. You won't change and I won't settle." He started walking to the door." I'll sleep in the guest room. Take some rest." He left again and Taehyung realized he was absolutely right. It was a dead end. It wouldn't lead them anywhere. So he laid back down, gaze fixed on the ceiling. He had no idea how long he was staring at the empty space telling himself Jungkook had a point and taming his desire to hold back his ravaging need to have him one more time..one last time.

Jungkook was even worse. Having lost his appetite he skipped dinner and isolated himself in the guest room to escape his needs and desires, feeling disgusted with his thoughts about a man that hurt him so deeply, leaving scars in his heart and soul. He had a shower, watched videos , a movie but the thoughts insisted on pestering him. He knew if he returned to that room he'd let him do whatever he wanted. It frightened and thrilled him with the same force.

He laid under the covers, folding one arm under his head and dawdled at the ceiling, making inhuman efforts to forget his presence in the house..and the bulge in his shorts, creating a tent. He fought the desire for long but eventually a moan left his throat and his hand moved on his throbbing cock, rubbing and pressing it and his head tossed to the side, fantasizing Taehyung tugging his fingers on his cock and his mouth wrapped around it, taking him deeper and deeper and deeper..

Being lost in his own fantasy,he failed to notice the door opening, footsteps approaching and the covers roughly removed. He opened his eyes only to meet with Taehyung's sparkling ones in the dark.

" I don't care if it's complicated..a dead end..I want to feel you. Make love to you. Fuck you. Ruin you. Worship your body. I'm burning for you.. Can't you see?" I want you so badly it hurts. I want to be inside you even if it kills me.." His eyes,full with lust and longing, stuck on the boy's hand stroking his hard-on and felt his knees go weak. He gripped his wrists, lifted him up straight into his arms, wrapping his legs around his waist and the man's hand snatched his asscheeks while pressing their cocks together.

" Feel how much I want you? The force of my need for you? I'm losing my mind.. I'm taking you to our bed to make love to you." His whispery voice destroyed the last shred of logic in Jungkook. Why couldn't he resist the undeniable longing and warmth enveloping him? Why couldn't he say no? Why did his words sound so believable and honest?

Perhaps Jungkook wanted their story to end with good memories. With Taehyung making love to him like he loved him. As if it wasn't lust or revenge that guided him.

He hooked his arms around his neck allowing the desire to overcome his doubts and leaning forward he pressed his lips on the man's giving him his answer. The answer he knew would ruin him forever but lacked in courage and will to deny it.Taehyung's tongue parted the boy's and invaded his depths, sucking and slurping, swirling his tongue to taste him, gobbling him driven by the savage need to devour him.Muffled moans and grants hopped their mouths, flooding the emptiness of the place. 

The night dark and mysterious resembling the inner conflict tormenting them. Taehyung's long lost soul engulfed with an unknown emotion and Jungkook's heart dangled with love.

He led him to his room, tongue buried inside the sweet, silky mouth and made him stand on his feet. Without breaking the kiss, his fingers pulled down Jungkook's shorts and boxer, with the younger kicking them and searching for a way to get rid of his T-shirt and Taehyung impatiently ripping it apart,exposing his silky, shiny skin and his two seductive,pink nipples.

He was wheezing when he withdrew from the kiss only to stagger him with his blazing eyes." Do you want me Jungkook? I need to hear you say it."

The boy was far too dizzy and shaky to answer but gulping he submitted to the yearning of having him one last night." Yes..I want you..so much.." his voice trembling and coming out in breathless gasps.

" It's not master and slave tonight.. It's you and me."

" Promise to show me how much you want me Taehyung.." 

There was something in his voice, a coverted plead, a hoarded need to feel wanted and it crushed the man's heart.?

" I'm gonna make love to you doll. No toys..no pain..only pleasure. I'm gonna make you feel good..so good.." It was a promise he had made to himself. Offer him a memorable night. He owed them both that much.

He casted off his shorts, T-shirt and boxer on the pile of Jungkook 's clothes, fingers softly caressing the sizzling flesh of his neck, moving slowly to his chest, performing circles around the right nipple, flicking and pinching it just enough to drive Jungkook over the edge. 

The boy tilted his head to the side, holding onto his strong shoulders and bending his upper body totally lost in relish." Suck them..please..bite them.." 

The man's mouth lapped the tender bub, flicking it with his tongue and sinking his teeth in it. His other hand ,still tormenting the right nipple, felt Jungkook's leg circling his hip and colliding their aching cocks. His anticipation strengthened their longing and craving and Taehyung,unable to restrain his passion, glided his hand from the red nipple to his moist cock, pressing his thumb on the tip as Jungkook let out a squeaky groan.

" Fuck me Taehyung..thrust inside me and ruin me.. let me die in your arms.." he cried out, snuggling his face in his crook and sinking his teeth in the vanilla taste of his shoulders, leaving his marks on his skin the same way he had on his soul.

Taehyung wanted only that more than anything in his life. To bury himself inside the lukewarm, clenching walls of his ass and penetrate every inch of his being. Become one. Carry him everywhere he went as part of him. Feel him rushing through every vein in his body poisoning and revitalising his blood.

His hand tugged the cock,sucking in the moans of pleasure exuding the boy's lips,pumping it with a savageness that broke him and his obscure,ravenous gaze gorged Jungkook 's doe eyes,swigging the alluring sight." Like diamonds in the sky.." he lisped breathlessly, panting sharply." Dazzling.. sparkling.. diamonds..in the starry sky.."  He was smittened. The more he drowned in them,the more he got swept off his feet, surrendering to the only thing he was fighting for so long.

Jungkook's majestic eyes.

It was the moment he succumbed to the hands of another person.

The moment he admitted his defeat.

The moment he realized the impeccable beauty, gushing from the mystic depths of the boy who stared at him with longing.

He was heading for disaster..