★ You are my symphony ★

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- I'm ready -

Taehyung's POV

"Psst, Jungkook," I whisper, tugging on the blanket he had draped over his body. He stirs, turning a bit in his sleep, hair falling over his eyes. I struggle to grip the blanket well, but when I finally manage to dig my fingers into the soft fabric, I tug. It flies off his body, thrown into the air, and draping over me.

He opens his eyes, brushing the strands of hair away as he looks at me. "Did you just steal my blanket?" I blink.

"Yes."

Another blink.

"Why would you do that?" He asks, yawning as he extends his hand to reach for the blanket that I stole. I shake my head, throwing my legs off the bed and swatting his hand away. "Get up, there's something I want to show you." He groans, swinging his legs off his bed and standing up.

I carry the blanket, extending my hand for him to take. Together, we walk up the stairs of the headquarters, heading for the rooftop. When we're outside, I let my wings appear, jumping off the edge of the building and flying into the night.

Jungkook follows me as we arrive at the same grassy field we were at nearly two months ago. Instead, this time, there's a little surprise that awaits. I plant my feet on the ground, smiling as I take the blanket and set it on top of the grass. Fireflies fly around us, lighting up the area as I take a seat on the ground.

Jungkook lands on the ground, mouth falling ajar when he spots what I set up. "You didn't," He says, breathless and smiling now. I smile too, shrugging. "I don't get to spend enough time with you, y'know. We're constantly fighting away the creatures of evil. For once," I pause, pulling him by his waist so that he straddles me and sits in my laps.

"I want to spend a night with you. Just us two." He smiles, shuddering as my hot breath flies over his skin. "That sounds nice," He whispers, his arms were thrown over my neck. I smile in return, kissing his neck gently, trailing up his jawline and towards his lips.

"You're so beautiful." He chuckles breathlessly, tilting his head for me to continue my gentle assault of kisses. "Care to watch the stars with me?" I ask, gripping his waist gently, feeling him squirm a bit. He smiles, however, big and bright, nodding excitedly.

I laugh, pushing him onto his back, letting him lay on the blanket while I lay beside him. We stare up at the stars on this beautiful night, the two of us admiring the sky. It's a mixture of navy blue and black, mixed in with the clouds and the stars that twinkle.

It's gorgeous, almost like a painting you'd see in a museum, except it's real. Jungkook hums, putting his hands behind his head, staring up. I glance at him, unable to hold back the urge to kiss his cheek. He giggles when I do so though, kissing me back.

It falls silent between us for a while, but it's peaceful. The earth is silent at this hour, everything around us sleeps except for the sky and Jungkook and I. It has to be around twenty minutes later when Jungkook speaks up, eyes closed.

"Taehyung?" He asks, his voice is soft and quiet. I hum, my eyes never leaving the painted sky above us. He falls silent for another minute or so, finally speaking again. "Will you judge me if I ask you this?"

I turn my head, looking at him. I'm puzzled, eyebrows furrowed. "Judge you? Why would I ever, Cupcake?" He flashes a smile, one that's quickly replaced with a frown. "I've been thinking a lot... about my family and stuff." He's a bit hesitant, a clear indication that maybe he didn't want to talk about it as much as he thinks he does.

I let my hand find his, fingers intertwining with a gentle squeeze. "You don't have to ask me anything if you don't want to, okay? Don't force yourself to do something you don't want to do." He smiles, nodding as he takes a deep breath. "Thank you, but I want to."

I let him, staring into his eyes that sparkle more than the stars do. "My parents often told me I was too feminine... that I wasn't going to be the man they wanted me to be. It kind of just lingered around me, and I've always tried to make myself seem more masculine.." I tilt my head, listening.

"But their words still haunt me and, well.." He pauses, trailing off a bit. I squeeze his hand, letting him know that it's okay. I won't judge him for anything. "I love you, Taehyung. I really, really love you. And eventually, we're going to do more than just kissing, and hand-holding, and hugging."

My eyes widen when I get the message he's silently referring to. "And... I'm afraid that... that maybe my parents were right and it won't please you." I frown, pulling him closer to me, letting my arm wrap around his petite waist. "You believe your parents were right about you being too feminine?"

He nods, cheeks turning red. "I've always tried to put up the act that I'm a man and... and that I can do everything they wanted me to do, but in the end, it just wasn't enough to please them. Deep down, I know I'm more feminine than anything and I'm scared it'll drive you away."

Insecurity. He's insecure about who he truly is.

I chuckle, pressing my lips to his burning cheeks. "Cupcake," I whisper, gently massaging his waist, "You think I care if you're feminine? Do you think I care if you enjoy fashion or makeup, or anything girly more than you enjoy sports, or camping, or hunting?" He looks up at me, mouth falling open.

"Do you really think that matters to me? I love you for who you are. If you believe you aren't as masculine as others, then that's perfectly okay. If you think you're feminine, that's perfectly okay too. I don't care about any of that." His eyes sparkle and he looks like he wants to cry.

"You... you don't?" I shake my head, planting a gentle kiss to his lips. "No, Cupcake. I love you for you. I love you for whoever you truly are. If you're more feminine than masculine, that's perfectly okay with me." He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into him as he hugs me tight.

"Thank you..." I hum, hugging him back, holding him against me. "Why did you bring this up? Is there something you're scared of?" He nods, pulling away from my neck to speak clearly. "Taehyung... I... I wanna do more than just kiss you, but I'm scared at the same time."

"Why, Cupcake?" He sighs, turning onto his back again to stare up at the sky. "My parents' words always kind of engraved in my mind and recite when I do something that would displease them. I'm finding myself growing more and more open with you and getting comfortable."

"Which just means that I'll show who I truly am and what I like." I nod, holding his hand. "And as the days turn into months that I've been with you, there's a bigger part of me each day that... that wants you." My eyes widen for a bit.

"I want you, Taehyung. I want to make love with you, but I'm scared because," He pauses, letting out a shaky breath. "I'm scared because I'm not dominant enough to be a top... despite how hard I try." It makes sense, a small smile flickering onto my lips.

"So what, Cupcake? If you can't top then that's okay. Does being a bottom scare you?" He nods, playing with his fingers. "Yeah, because of my inexperience and because I'm afraid it'll make me look weak and powerless." I shake my head, pushing myself up to hover over him.

"Weak? Powerless?" His eyes widen and I can see him visibly gulp. "How does a being a bottom determine that, hm? Top or bottom means nothing. Being a top doesn't make me more of a man than you and being a bottom doesn't make you less manly, Kooks."

"You can be masculine as hell and still bottom. It's a personal preference, nothing less, and nothing more. Just because you'll bottom in this relationship, if you want to, of course, doesn't make you less powerful." His eyes widen as they turn glossy again.

"In the end, you'll still be the man I love, okay? You'll still be the student of Smoldris, the Elemental of Fire. You'll still be my soulmate and being feminine, being a bottom, and being anything that you think is wrong, will not change that." A tear slides down his face as he nods, burying his face in my neck.

"Stop being so insecure, okay? I understand that's hard to do, but you can be yourself around me. I love you for you, otherwise, I wouldn't be with you, Cupcake." I can feel him nod, his arms wrapping around my back as I continue to hover over him. "I love you, Jungkook."

"I love you too, Taehyung." It falls silent again, his tears coming to a stop while I lay back down onto the blanket. I glance at him, seeing him bite his lip with nervousness, eyes staring up at the sky. "There's something else you want to say, isn't there?"

He nods, turning to look at me. "Yeah." I turn on my side, cocking an eyebrow while he giggles. "You can tell me, you know." He nods, flashing a quick smile and taking a deep breath. "Will my inexperience bother you?" It's quick and to the point, so much so that it surprises me.

"Inexperience? Not at all." His eyes widen for a millisecond before he nods, looking unsure. "I've... I've never been with anyone before. I've always been homeschooled and I've never truly dated anyone. I mean, you were my first kiss and everything we've done, you've been my first."

I smile, nodding. "And... and well, you're insanely attractive so it's no doubt that you've been with others before. Others who... who are more experienced than I am. It won't bother you at all?" I smile, shaking my head as a chuckle rumbled through my chest.

"You think I've been with others?" I ask, staring at him.

"Haven't you?" He asks in return, a little bewildered.

"No, Cupcake. You're my first lover. I've never kissed anyone until I kissed you. I've never done anything with anyone until I met you." His eyes widen, turning wider than saucers as his jaw drops. "W-what..?"

I chuckle, meeting his eyes as I plant a gentle kiss to his lips. "I'm just as inexperienced as you are, Cupcake. I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm willing to try my best to please you. When we do anything super intimate, you come first. I may not be good at any of it, but I'll try my best to make you feel amazing."

His cheeks turn red and he smiles, kissing me with passion. I kiss him back, pulling him into my chest, wanting to feel him press up against me. And when he does, it feels amazing, his arms wrapping around me.

"Taehyung," He whispers as we pull away, forehead pressing to mine. I hum, letting my hands rub soothing circles on his back, ears listening for what he has to say. "I'm comfortable. I trust you, and I know what I want. If you're ready... and if you want it too... can we try?" I pull away, staring into his eyes.

"Are you asking for what I think you're asking for?" He nods, biting his bottom lip shyly. "I trust you, Taehyungie." My jaw drops and I just stare, excitement bubbling up within me. He smiles, bringing his lips up to my ear.

"I'm ready."

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The first smut of the book takes place in the next chapter!

I purple you 💜

~Pisanthrophobia.