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“So… What are you wearing right now?” The deep voice echoed through the room from the phone as the brown-haired boy put it on the bed while folding his clothes sitting right next to it. He snorted quietly smiling a little silly at his younger friend’s weird sense of humor and pressed the button so he could talk to him normally again without needing to let everyone in his block to know what kind of music Jeongguk played in the background while talking to Tae.“What am I wearing? Gosh Gukkie, you’re getting worse with every day. I’m wearing my pyjama, duh. It’s evening, you just left after playing video games all day with Jimin. What’s wrong with you?” He asked laying his head on the pillow and pressing phone next to his ear still smiling stupidly and tracing the patterns with his fingers on his blue sheets. Jeongguk on the other side of the line chuckled quietly and the sound of someone sitting on the mattress could be heard at the same time as he answered.“I heard someone say it today, okay? With who else am I suppose to try it out if not with my best friend?” Voice echoed through the phone again but Taehyung wasn’t focusing on him anymore. His phone fell from his hand as his hands started shaking all of sudden, causing in dropping his own device on his very own washed face. The older boy moaned quietly in pain and rubbed his nose to get rid if the unpleasant feeling and lift his phone to his ear again, trying to concentrate on the talk.“You could have tried it today with Suga hyung, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind you throwing cheesy line at him.” The older boy stated with the teasing grin on his face even tho his friend on the other line couldn’t see him. Jeongguk sorted quietly after hearing the idea and the sounds of someone shifting on the bed were heard again.“He would only kick my ass and it’s not something I want after trying out these words.” The younger boy said and Tae could swear that he heard a smile in his friend’s voice, head pressing into the pillow to hide his own growing smile dancing on his lips. “Then leave it for another occasion and just say compliments. They are harmless unless said to the wrong person. But I don’t know anyone who doesn’t like getting them or at least blush hearing them.” Taehyung put the phone on the pillow next to his head and started staring at the ceiling still being able to hear and speak clearly to the boy on the other line. He also heard some mumbling and a quiet sigh accompanying another shifting on the old mattress. “Do you like getting them?” Jeongguk asked and bit his lower lip nervously, fingertips tapping onto the screen of his phone as he’s been holding it in front of his face looking at the contact photo of his best friend. “I do like getting them but unfortunately for other people it’s not so easy to make me blush.” He snickered and rolled onto his stomach so he could put the phone on the pillow and stare at the photo of smiling Jungkook set as his contact picture. He was painfully adorable with flushed cheeks and eyes turned into a crescents as his hand was trying to reach holding the phone Taehyung, his hoodie dirty with an ice cream that they were eating just seconds before taking the photo. Even now the older boy didn’t have any problems with imagining what his friend was doing, where and how he was laying, even guessing how he looked with a white tshirt around his body and black hair, messy after rolling around the bed and running fingers through them. “Challenge accepted. The moment I come back from the Busan I’ll make it my the most important mission of every day until I make you blush like a teenage girl.” It was needless to say if someone was next to the boys that Jeongguk kept failing and failing in every attempt to make his best friend blush at least a little. He was even more mad seeing that Jimin once succeeded in the task but he couldn’t find out how he did it as both boys refused to tell the younger one. Jeongguk tried showing him embarrassing photos from his childhood, reading out loud some of the worsts sexual posts from Twitter about him, showing him different fanarts that he hadn’t had in his collection yet. There was more and more with every day but with every new try Tae just kept laughing it off and mocking Jeongguk later even more because he was making the younger boy blush very easily himself. “Why is it so hard?” The black-haired boy asked one day as he was on the studio with Yoongi composing new songs for their next album. The young boy kept walking around the room with headphones on his neck and getting Suga more frustrated with this behavior. “Maybe the same reason why you’re so easy to make blush.” He tried to recommend in between the sentences that Jeongguk was repeating over and over. Kookie stopped in the middle of the recording room and look at Yoongi with big shocked eyes, the same blush coming onto his cheeks again as he finally lowered his gaze to the floor. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He mumbled finally and sat on the couch opposite of the older one’s desk, face hiding in his hands as he kept repeatedly rubbing his eyes. He heard the crack of the chair but no one moved from their spots. “I’m just saying that confession would definitely make him blush Jeonggukie.” Flash of blinding lights from photographers followed seven boys as they were walking down the red carpet on an award show causing all of them to smile widely and wave at the some of the familiar faces and chuckling quietly seeing and hearing their fans. Soon enough all of them entered the building where they were leaded through the maze of the halls, Jeongguk keeping a close distance from the brown-haired boy that he had a bet with. He was nervous and excited about the upcoming evening what was clearly seeing at all the faces around him, causing him to smile lightly to his hyungs as they swept their gaze over him. As they finally sat at their seats none of them looked at him anymore, too focused on the shows that was happening on the stage, groups performing and chatting in the short minute break times. As soon as the host started announcing another awards BTS took it as a clue for their leaving and got to the exit to get prepared for their own stage and performance, excitement filling them all over again just like in the previous years. Jeongguk swallowed heavily seeing Tae’s stylist adjusting his shirt as a small piece of golden skin was visible just underneath it near the waistband of his jeans. The younger boy had seen a lot more already in different occasions but there was always something more when he was seeing something that he shouldn’t have. Taehyung caught his unfocused gaze and smirked lightly raising his eyebrow, making Jeongguk blush just a slightly little bit, thank you very much. “Confession would definitely make him blush.” He heard Yoongi’s hyung voice echoing through his head as the older boy and he got alone in a stylist room meaning that the rest of the group went to get ready to their stage.“I must say Gukkie, I thought that it wouldn’t take you so long to-“ The brown-haired boy started talking but a hand on his tie and a pair of lips on his own ones silent him successfully as his breath hitched and hands flew to younger boy’s hips. Jeongguk kept a steady firm grip at the end of the elder blue tie to bend him over for a better access to his lips adding a little element surprise. Taehyung finally relaxed a bit under the soft and sweet movements of Jeongguk’s lips on top of his but soon enough the pleasurable warmth was taken away from his as he was left with big brown eyes, a little shocked eyes focused on the younger boy in front of him and furiously reddish cheeks after receiving the kiss that he had been waiting for since forever.“Wh-what?”“You look good in red hyung.” Jeongguk smirked.