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“Get the fuck off now.” Taehyung blurts as he shakes the whole motorcycle causing Jimin to tug onto his black jacket tighter.
“You’re going to make me fall, asshole!”
The blonde man huffs and finally gets off his friend’s motorcycle.
Taehyung laughs mockingly as he kills the engine and walks to stand next to Jimin.
“You would deserve it for making me wait for so damn long.”
“If anything you should be thankful, look at you, I’m sure you’re getting dicked down tonight.”
The tallest man pulls his ashy silver hair backwards and discreetly checks himself out in the window of one of the cars parked next to him. He has to admit that he does look good. Taehyung doesn’t usually wear jeans but he’s well aware of how good his ass looks when he does. Jimin also made him hear a bandana this time and although he had never tried before he can’t deny that he kinda likes it.
“Whatever, I didn’t want to come anyway.”
Before Jimin can say anything back, Taehyung has left him behind and started making his way to the door of the house in front of them. Then the blond walks quickly to him as he curses under his breath and complains about Taehyung being an ungrateful brat.
They enter the house and Taehyung is already regretting this.
The music inside the house is blasting so loud that Taehyung can feel his own body vibrate with the rhythm of the song. He looks around just to find the classics. There are a few girls dancing in the living room, grinding on each other as they look at the guys standing next to the large couch. He can also see some people making out in the hallway, unbothered, and some others smoking weed at the bottom of the stairs. Taehyung hopes that it’s at least his weed that they’re getting high on.
When he arrives in the kitchen where there’s finally some fucking light he meets Yoongi and Hoseok.
“What took you so fucking long?”
Hoseok asks Taehyung directly, red hair damp against his forehead and Taehyung can say that he’s been drinking for a while now because of the way he struggles to get through the people surrounding them to reach him and Jimin.
“Yoongi’s little diva changed his outfit like a hundred times.”
Both men turn to look at the blonde who is already trapped between Yoongi’s arms as they make out desperately. The sight makes Hoseok fake gag and Taehyung roll his eyes.
“Tell me that is our weed.”
Taehyung says as he grabs the red-haired man’s neck and twists it a little so he’s looking at the people sitting on the stairs.
They look at each other and Hoseok straightens up proudly as he nods and takes a wad of bills out of his trainers pocket.
“I’ll keep these just in case.”
He snatches the money out of Hoseok’s hand and shoves it into his jackets inner pocket causing his friend to pout.
“Hey Kim!”
A high pitched voice makes Taehyung turn around and look at the girl with long black hair standing on the opposite side of the room. He looks at her from head to toe trying hard not to cringe at her entire self . Everything from her short skirt to her makeup and they way she plays with her hair makes him want to roll his eyes.
“Wanna play? You two against us two.”
The girl (what was her name?) says as she points at him and Hoseok and then to herself (She told Taehyung her name once, what was it?) and her friend. Usually Taehyung would just brush it off and come up with an excuse because fuck , he doesn’t even like girls and to be honest all these girls flirting with him because of his “bad boy” facade is getting really annoying.
“Are you scared of a girl beating you at a game?”
But then again Taehyung is the head of one of the two most famous gangs in Seoul and since nobody (except for his friends) actually know he’s gay he has a reputation to keep and this kind of stupid scenario come with that.
“Let’s do it.”
He replies, a cocky smile playing on his lips as he grabs Hoseok by the arm and pulls him closer to the table in the center of the kitchen.
After a few minutes playing, Taehyung has made the girl in front of him drink two glasses of beer and take off her blouse, Hoseok has made the other girl drink one glass of beer but they haven’t been able to make Taehyung drink more than once.
Some people have gathered around them and are currently cheering loudly as the four of them play.
He grabs the small white ball between his fingers and waters it a little before he looks up again, his eyes going wide once he sees a familiar face between two tall men.
Jeon Jeongguk, the head of the other most known gang in Seoul and Taehyung’s long time enemy. The black-haired man’s wearing a black t-shirt, a red leather jacket and a pair of very fucking tight leather pants.
Taehyung can’t help but stare at him and the way his pants hug his thick thighs perfectly. He must have stared for quite long because when he looks up to the male’s face again he’s smiling cockily at him.
“Hey Tae, it’s your turn.”
Hoseok’s voice makes him snap out of it and without thinking too much he tosses the small ball, failing his shot and making everybody in the room groan. Then, the girl whose name Taehyung still can’t remember tosses her own ball just for it to go straight inside Taehyung’s empty glass.
“Fuck.”
Hoseok blurts next to him.
Taehyung lifts up the glass and takes the small note that was hidden under it into his hands.
Good, a fucking dare. He thinks as he reads it outloud.
“Drink a shot from your opponent’s body.”
Everybody screams at this and Taehyung can only hope they don’t go too wild.
He sees the girl’s friend putting the small glass inside the girl’s brassiere just between her boobs and cover a bit of her skin with lemon juice. Not before long, he finds himself walking up to the girl and closing his eyes unconsciously as he hears everybody chanting “do it”.
When he opens his eyes again they meet with Jeongguk’s, whom is now looking at him with a serious expression, eyes sharp and jaw clenched painfully. Taehyung smiles and thinks that maybe something good could come out of this.
So he licks the lemon juice from the girl’s breast, his eyes never leaving Jeongguk’s, and then takes the shot into his mouth purposely pulling his face way too deep into the girl’s boobs.
Taehyung drinks the alcohol, closes his eyes and then smashes the glass against the table making all the people shout excitedly again. His gaze travels the same way than before when he opens his eyes again but Jeongguk’s not there anymore. He’s about to start looking around to find him when it happens, Taehyung feels someone’s body against his and suddenly he’s in the floor.
“What the fuck!”
He looks up just to find the black-haired man standing in front of him, laughing loudly at Taehyung’s expression.
“C’mon Kim, stand up.”
Taehyung quickly gets up and without a second though he’s shoving Jeongguk against the wall, tugging tightly at his t-shirt’s collar.
“Let go.”
“What is your fucking problem?”
Jeongguk rolls his eyes and pushes Taehyung away roughly.
“I said get your hands off me!”
Taehyung can hear Hoseok calling his name, asking him to stop. He can also hear Jeongguk’s friends voices telling him to forget it but both of them have stepped out of line and they’re already heated up.
The silver-haired man’s fist collides against Jeongguk’s jaw making him lose his balance and fall to the ground. It doesn’t take him long to stand up again and walk up to Taehyung, ready to punch him, but his friends hold him back before he can do anything.
“Let me go! Let me fucking go, hyung!”
Jeongguk screams and throws kicks trying to free himself from Namjoon and Seokjin’s hold but it’s useless and soon he’s being dragged out of the party.
“Fuck, Tae, are you okay?”
Taehyung pushes Hoseok away and starts making his way out of the party as well.
“Tae!”
“Tell Jimin to go home with Yoongi hyung, I’m fucking leaving.”
He gets on the motorcycle and turns the engine, he doesn’t even bother to put on his helmet and starts riding away as fast as he can. Taehyung doesn’t look back at Hoseok nor does he listen to what he says, he just drives away into the night, heading to the only place he should go to right now.
A usually fifteen minute ride from Hongdae to Gangnam becomes an eight minute one at the velocity Taehyung’s driving through the streets of Seoul. He’s sure that all the people cursing at him on his way here were worth it when he sees a faint light inside one of the building’s apartments.
Taehyung kills the engine and gets off the motorcycle, pulling it all the way to the back of the building where the big metallic door has already been unlocked.
Eagerly, he steps inside, rests his motorcycle against the humid and old wall and makes his way to the elegant but rusty staircase he has walked by so many times before.
When he reaches the room where the light's coming from, he is greeted by the only person he would ever expect to be here.
“Jeongguk.”
The black haired man who was just looking outside the window, turns around to face Taehyung with a hand on his waist and the other holding his chin.
“That was fast.”
Taehyung walks to Jeongguk aiming to place his hand on the man's cheek but as soon as he raises his arm Jeongguk holds his wrist firmly.
“It's bruising.”
“Yeah, you really hit me hard, didn't you?”
Jeongguk chuckles and Taehyung only stares at the male’s cheek skin slowly turning a shade of faint purple. He really didn’t mean to punch him, this is the first time ever since they’ve been enemies that Taehyung actually physically hurt him during one of their “fights”. Actually, all of them always went the same way, they would have some heated arguments and sometimes they fucked with each other, messing with the other’s property or gang members, it helps with keeping the appearances and the sparkle in this “thing” they have been going for more than a year.
Taehyung is taken out of his thoughts by the feeling of the wall against his back and Jeongguk’s body pressed against his own.
“You thought you could be in control, right? Well Seokjin and Namjoon didn’t let me finish earlier but I can prove that you’re wrong.”
Normally, this is the game they play. Jeongguk tries to be in control, he tries to show Taehyung that he can be rougher, stronger, more dominant. Usually, Taehyung would have none of it, he would fight him back and act like a brat trying to change Jeongguk’s mind and make him let Taehyung take control. That’s how they work, constantly trying to take over each other until one of them gives up and starts begging but this time there’s something different .
“Show me.”
The black-haired man’s eyes go wide at the other’s words.
Taehyung looks at him hesitantly, trying to read his expression but he can’t tell if the younger likes or hates it yet, he can only take the hint of confusion in Jeongguk’s eyes.
“What did you say?”
“I said show me .”
He repeats, slower this time, his voice becoming deeper.
“I want you to-”
Suddenly a wave of insecurities bashes all over him. This is the very first time that Taehyung feels like asking Jeongguk to dom him, it’s the first time he wants to beg for him and be submissive without putting up a fight.
What if Jeongguk thinks it’s weird? What if he doesn’t want to sleep with Taehyung because it won’t be fun and exciting anymore? Why does Taehyung even care? It’s not like they’re more than just enemies who happen to hook up every now and then.
He doesn’t realize his hands are shaking until he feels Jeongguk tightening his grip on them and asking him to calm down.
“Hey, Taehyung, look at me.”
The silver-haired man shakes his head, still looking at his feet. He flinches when he feels Jeongguk’s cold hand on his chin.
“C’mon, look at me Tae.”
The cute pet name makes him snap out of his trance and look up to the younger with eyes wide open.
“W-what did you just call me?”
Jeongguk’s face turns red in one instant and although Taehyung wants to mock him for it he doesn’t get the opportunity.
“Not important. Why are you acting like this? Are you feeling well?”
“I-I don’t know why, I just-”
He’s about to look down when Jeongguk lifts his chin up and makes him look into his big doe eyes.
“I need you to talk, okay? Don’t be scared, I know I’m an ass most of the time but I would never make fun of you or hurt you.”
It’s weird hearing Jeongguk say all of this. Taehyung feels like asking why is he being different now but then again, today is not like the other days, Taehyung knows it and Jeongguk must feel it too.
“I don’t know, today I woke up feeling very soft .”
The younger man nods in response, motioning for Taehyung to continue as he rubs circles on the back of Taehyung’s hands trying to calm him down.
“I just want to be taken care of today. I know it’s not what we do and maybe you’re not comfortable with me being like this, and I get it-”
“Stop. Are you sure you want this?”
And he nods, slowly, a bit hesitant but it seems to be enough for Jeongguk.
“Okay then baby, but we need to settle a few rules first, yeah?”
Jeongguk guides Taehyung to the bed settled in the middle of the room and makes him sit on the edge next to him. The younger never letting go of his hand.
He gives Taehyung a bottle of water to drink and lets him relax for a few minutes before he starts talking, always making sure that Taehyung is paying attention to what he is saying.
“First of all, please do not be scared to tell me what you want Taehyung, I get that maybe we are not in a good place to start with but that’s outside, okay? Here, in this room, you and I are not the same as when we’re ruling our own gangs.”
It’s interesting that Jeongguk says this kind of things just now. Taehyung wonders when did they stop being enemies and started seeing each other differently, when did this cold, forgotten place became their secret place, when did Jeongguk start feeling like he should hold Taehyung’s hand gently and when did Taehyung stop feeling hate towards the other.
“Second, I have no problem with you asking me to take care of you, in fact, I’d love to do just that.”
Something in Jeongguk’s eyes change, the look he’s giving Taehyung is not the usual one. It’s not the lustful, dark and full of desire one. The first word to describe it that comes into his mind is tenderness . There’s tenderness in Jeongguk’s eyes when he says that he wants to take care of him and for some reason, it makes him scared.
“Third, if we’re really doing this I’m going to need you to speak. I know you’re good expressing what you want when we have sex but this time it’s different and I need you to promise that you’ll voice out everything you want, okay?”
Taehyung can only nod softly at this although he’s not sure that he will be able to think clearly or speak if he gets completely lost in his headspace.
“So, safe word?”
“Porcelain.”
Jeongguk smiles softly and nods in agreement as he repeats the word under his breath.
“If it becomes too much just say the safe word, I will stop immediately.”
“Okay.”
“Is there anything special that you want baby?”
Taehyung takes a few seconds to think while Jeongguk walks to the small table in the corner of the room and takes out a bottle of peach-flavoured lube and a condom.
His cheeks turn instantly red when something he really wants to try crosses his mind and he can’t help but squirm a little just by imagining it.
“Hmm? What’s it Tae?”
Jeongguk must have noticed it because when Taehyung looks up again he’s standing there, right in front of him with a smirk on his lips.
“I was bad earlier, I hurt you a-and I think I should be p-punished.”
Jeongguk’s eyes turn darker and the smile in his face is gone. He places the things he got earlier on the bed and then walks closer to Taehyung, helping him stand up.
“Is that so? And what do you think that would be a good punishment, hm?”
The black-haired man puts his hand under his chin and looks directly at Taehyung who swallows hard at the intensity of the other male’s gaze.
Jeongguk leans on and whispers on Taehyung’s ear sending shivers down his spine.
“Would fifteen spanks be enough? Do you think you can take it baby?”
“Y-yes.”
Pleased, Jeongguk smiles and sits on the edge of the bed, legs spread in a way that leaves Taehyung breathless.
“Why don’t you undress for me then, pretty ?”
And that’s new. So far, Jeongguk has called Taehyung hot, sexy and handsome but he had never called him pretty.
The silver-haired man takes off his black jacket, and then his shirt, tossing them both somewhere on the room. He can feel Jeongguk’s gaze burning his skin and the fact that he licks his lips just seeing Taehyung topless makes the latter feel hot all over his body.
At a painfully slow peace, Taehyung undoes his belt, and starts taking off his jeans.
He looks up to meet Jeongguk’s eyes and enjoys the way they shine when he catches the sight of Taehyung’s pretty white lace panties. The younger lets out a loud groan and Taehyung has to hold back a giggle, he’s happy, he’s happy that Jeongguk likes them.
“Come here baby.”
Taehyung obliges. He positions himself between Jeongguk’s legs as he hides his hands behind his back shyly.
Jeongguk pulls him closer, making him sit on his lap. He moves his hands slowly down Taehyung’s torso, all the way to his hips and he stops for a moment before brushing his index finger over Taehyung’s panties right where his half-hard dick is.
Taehyung squirms at the feeling and hides his face in Jeongguk’s neck.
“You really weren’t kidding when you said you felt soft today.”
“D-do you like them?”
Jeongguk makes Taehyung look at him and places a chaste kiss on his lips before he runs his finger on the laced clothing once again and whispers “I love them” so close to Taehyung’s mouth that he can feel the warmth of his breath against his lips.
“Okay pretty, on your tummy.”
Taehyung lays down, tummy and chest pressed against Jeongguk’s thighs. He feels the man’s big hands caresing his buttcheeks and he can’t help but giggle his ass a little in anticipation.
“Count out loud for me, okay?”
The elder doesn’t get to come up with a reply because just right after he speaks, Jeongguk smacks his hand against Taehyung’s flesh getting a whimper out of him.
“O-one.”
The first spank was just a test, it wasn’t hard enough to hurt but as Taehyung counted Jeongguk applied more strength to the way he hit Taehyung’s skin.
Around the tenth spank Taehyung is so painfully hard that he unconsciously pushes his hips down, aiming to get any kind of friction for his aching cock.
“No yet baby, not until I touch you. Stay still.”
Jeongguk’s firm grip on his hip is a warning for Taehyung not to try anything like that again and although he didn’t know what the consequences could be, today he wasn’t in the mood to find out. So he stays still and starts counting again.
“E-eleven.”
His voice comes out shaky and barely audible showing just how aroused he already is.
“Look at you, so fucked already, just by a few spanks.”
Hesitant, Jeongguk takes a moment to say the next thing he wants to, just to test the waters.
“Such a pathetic whiny baby.”
“ Fuck .”
Taehyung lets out a loud moan, so filthy that it makes Jeongguk wants to fuck him right there and then but he can’t, he wants to make Taehyung feel good, he wants to pleasure him. So he makes a mental note to try using this kind of words later on.
Taehyung continues counting and getting the punishment Jeongguk gives him for a few more minutes and when it’s over, Jeongguk makes sure to kiss Taehyung’s lower back to shoot him off.
“You did great Tae, such a good boy.”
“Thank you G-”
Taehyung shuts his mouth abruptly, holding back and Jeongguk doesn’t like it.
“Don’t hold back petal, hm? Remember what I said? Be vocal for me.”
“T-thank you Ggukie.”
Jeongguk feels his heart clench, of all names, why did Taehyung picked this one? The one that sounds the most lovely and innocent, it’s also the one that would fuck Jeongguk up the most.
“Time to stretch you up, on all fours.”
Jeongguk commands, getting an instant response from Taehyung who climbs up to the bed, lifts his ass up and presses both his chest and face against the mattress. The elder gives Jeongguk such an amazing view that he can’t help but palm himself over his jeans, hissing at the sudden contact.
Taehyung turns around and looks at him, brushing his hand palm against his clothed erection and pouts.
“Aren’t you going to touch me Ggukie?”
Jeongguk climbs on the bed as well, positioning himself behind Taehyung and tugging the beautiful panties the elder’s wearing. Playfully, he stretches the underwear spring and lets go of it making it hit Taehyung’s already reden skin and making him let out a shaky breath. He reaches for the bottle of lube next to him and squeezes it, letting the liquid drip all over Taehyung’s ass.
The cool sensation makes Taehyung hiss and bury his face deeper into the sheets of the bed. He has barely recovered from it when he feels Jeongguk’s warm tongue brushing against his entrance.
“Shit.”
Jeongguk keeps teasing him, slowly licking at Taehyung’s hole but never pushing his tongue further inside him. The silver-haired man is going crazy, this is not enough.
He pushes himself back trying to get Jeongguk to push inside of him but all he gets is a hard smack on his right cheek and the other’s hand on his lower back, holding him down to make sure he doesn’t move.
“P-please, fuck , please I need more.”
“Please what baby? Do you want me to fuck your little hole with my tongue? Would you like that?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
Jeongguk smirks and pushes away from Taehyung’s ass making him whine.
The elder is about to complain when he feels a finger being pushed inside of him. His entire body trembles and he moans loudly at the new sensation.
It doesn’t take too long for Taehyung to take three of Jeongguk’s fingers just fine, it’s especially calming that the younger keeps whispering praises and encouraging words on his ear as he kisses his shoulders with delicacy. It all becomes too much very soon and Taehyung is sure he can come just from Jeongguk’s fingers but he doesn’t want to, no yet, not like this.
“I-I don’t want to come like this, fuck me.”
Jeongguk bottoms out his fingers and holds Taehyung’s hips, turning him around and making him lay on his back. He loves his flushed face, his damp hair sticking to his forehead and those lips, fuck, Taehyung makes Jeongguk want to give him the world.
“Is that how good boys ask for what they want, Tae?”
“Please, fuck me please.”
The black-haired man moves to reach for the condom but Taehyung’s hand on his own stops him. Jeongguk looks at him confused and waits for him to talk.
“D-don’t wear it, I want to feel you.”
Taehyung says, a little ashamed for sounding so corny. Jeongguk’s eyes go wide and he gets closer to Taehyung, helping him sit up and looking at him directly in the eye.
“T-Tae, are you sure?”
“Yes. I’m clean, I took a shower before the part-”
“That’s not what makes me worried. This, this is something really intimate, are you sure you want me to-”
Taehyung places his hand on Jeongguk’s leg that is bouncing due to the younger’s nervousness.
“I’m sure Ggukie.”
Jeongguk nods firmly and tosses the condom away once again. He gets rid of his clothes, feeling Taehyung’s gaze on him all the time. Once his briefs are gone, he hisses at the feeling of the cool air hitting his length.
He has been hard for so long without being touched that the moment he pours some lube on his hand and coats his length with it he lets out a desperate moan that lets Taehyung know just how sensitive he already is.
After a few strokes, Jeongguk finally aligns himself with Taehyung’s entrance and starts pushing inside slowly. He leans forward to kiss Taehyung sweetly as he rubs circles on the elder’s inner thighs.
“I’m okay, you can move now.”
Jeongguk starts moving slowly, pushing inside and out trying to let Taehyung adjust to the feeling before going faster.
After a few minutes Taehyung becomes impatient and decides to start begging.
“Go faster, please. I can take it. I want you to fuck me harder, Ggukie, please.”
Jeongguk laughs mockingly at Taehyung’s eagerness.
He quickens his peace and starts thrusting into Taehyung harder.
“Such a dirty boy. What would Seoul think of they saw you like this? Begging to be fucked like a fucking slut.”
Taehyung moans loudly and his dick twitches at the sudden degradation Jeongguk is pulling him through. Just the idea of other people watching him being fucked by Jeongguk makes him want to cum.
“S-show them.”
Jeongguk looks at Taehyung with lust in his eyes and asks him to repeat that.
“S-show them how good you can fuck me.”
Jeongguk stops trusting into Taehyung and follows the elder’s gaze to the window right behind them and the busy city with sparkling lights that shine at their backs.
The black-haired man doesn’t waste any time, he quickly bottoms out and picks up Taehyung in his arms, the elder securing his legs on both sides of Jeongguk’s torso. They make their way to the window and as soon as Taehyung’s back is against the cold crystal he whines loudly.
“The entire city is our audience now Tae, why don’t we give them a show they’ll never forget?”
Taehyung swallows hard and nods before Jeongguk puts him down and makes him turn around so he’s also facing the city.
Jeongguk places his hands on both sides of Taehyung’s hips and slowly starts fucking him again.
The elder has his hands and face pressed against the window and he watches it getting foggy due to his warm breath.
As the minutes pass, it’s one particularly deep trust which makes Taehyung’s whole body touch the crystal. Both the pressure and the cool feeling against his dick make Taehyung moan and ask Jeongguk to do that again.
“I-it’s cold, it feels good, so good.”
Then, Jeongguk grabs both of Taehyung’s hands and holds them together behind his back. He moves forward pressing the elder against the window and trusting harder as he enjoys the muffled sounds and curses Taehyung can barely let out.
The silver-haired man starts feeling the familiar pool of heat inside his stomach, warning him about being very close to his orgasm.
“Ggukie, ‘m close, p-please let me turn around.”
“Wh-”
“I wanna see you.”
For the third time tonight, Jeongguk feels a pain inside his chest and he doesn’t know why. He helps Taehyung turn around and once again he takes him into his arms. The elder wraps his hands around Jeongguk’s neck and his legs around the younger’s waist.
Jeongguk starts pounding inside of him, hitting his abused prostate every time, earning Taehyung’s pretty moans and expressions. He leans on and kisses Taehyung in a passionate and messy way, licking and biting his lips hungrily. Then, he starts trailing kisses along the silver-haired man’s jaw and neck, sucking hard, leaving marks as small and disguised messages that not only mean “I did this” but also “you are mine”.
Jeongguk feels Taehyung’s hole clenching around him and he feels his own orgasm very close. He lets out a loud groan and sucks harder on the skin of Taehyung’s collarbones.
“You’re so good Tae, such a good boy, taking me so well. Fuck .”
“I’m close Ggukie, please h-help me.”
“Tell me how baby.”
“Touch me.”
Taehyung clenches around Jeongguk once again and although everything is becoming too much, Jeongguk manages to look at Taehyung and wrap his hand around his dick. He gives it long but slow strokes just to hear Taehyung beg for more.
“F-faster, please Ggukie, I’m so close, please.”
Jeongguk starts going up and down faster, just at the same pace he fucks Taehyung. It doesn’t take long until the elder comes between their stomach with a high pitched moan.
Jungkook looks up at him and it’s when he sees the view that it becomes overwhelming.
Taehyung is right there, in front of him, lips parted, hair stick against his forehead, his face flushed and his beautiful honey skin covered in sweat. Behind him, Jeongguk can see the small color dots coming from the city’s lights. And he can only think that he’s never seen such a wonderful view.
“You’re so gorgeous Tae, so fucking pretty. You’ve always been.”
With that, Jeongguk reaches his highest and spills inside Taehyung, looking at him, because there’s nothing else he can look at right now. Taehyung has him trapped in a dream Jeongguk doesn’t want to wake up from.
Taehyung is lying in bed, panting and trying to recover his breath.
Jeongguk is sitting in front of him, cleaning him with one hand and holding Taehyung’s hand with the other.
Once they’re both clean, they put their clothes back on, neither saying a word and it’s uncomfortable and awkward but neither daring to be the first to speak.
Taehyung puts on his jacket and stands in front of Jeongguk for a few minutes, watching him as he puts his t-shirt on. Then he turns around and starts walking to the door, determined to leave without a word, but Jeongguk stops him.
“Please don’t go.”
Taehyung doesn’t reply nor does he turn around, he just stops dead on his tracks and stays immobile.
“There is something important I want to tell you, please stay.”
Taehyung turns around and makes his way to the bed, kicking his shoes off again and climbing back on top of the mattress. Jeongguk goes to sit in front of him and starts talking.
“I know we’ve been doing this no-strings-attached thing for a while now. I know both of us have a fucked up reputation we have to maintain and I’m not asking you to leave that behind or change it for me. Today things were different and I know it wasn’t only me who felt it Taehyung.”
He places a hand on Taehyung’s chin to lift it up.
“I have feelings for you, and they didn’t bloom today, it’s been a while since I’ve been feeling this way. I never said anything because I knew the conditions of our “thing” but I feel like today could be a good day to say it. I don’t want you to tell me you have feelings for me too just because you feel pity, so please be sincere with me and if you reject me, I won’t bring it up ever again.”
Taehyung looks at him and scoffs.
“I could never feel pity for my biggest enemy, don’t be silly.”
He watches as the younger’s gaze drops and immediately he reaches out to cup his face with his own hands.
“That’s why you have to believe me right away when I say that I have feelings for you too.”
He presses his lips against Jeongguk’s. They kiss sweetly and slowly, taking their own time to explore each other’s mouth. And when they finally split, Jeongguk spreads kisses all over Taehyung’s face in such a tender way that Taehyung feels like he’s going to melt.
“I want us to be more than just a hate hook-up, I want to stop pretending to hate you.”
Taehyung says sincerely as he looks into the younger’s eyes.
“But it’ll be difficult to just come out to the entire world, we have Seoul’s eyes on us after all.”
“I don’t need the entire world to know what I feel for you Tae, I just need you to.”
Taehyung’s eyes become watery and without any further warning he’s crying. Big tears stream down his face as Jeongguk tries to dry them and pulls him close to his chest.
“It’s okay Tae, we can take it slow, I know it’s a lot to process. I just want you to know that I’ll be here no matter what. ”
“I’ll be there for you too.”
Jeongguk kisses his forehead then the tip of his nose. He wipes his tears away with his fingers and then lets go of his body.
Taehyung wants to ask him not to let go, to stay.
Jeongguk makes his way to the a small carton box in the corner of the room, takes out a few candles and clean sheets.
The younger walks to the bed and helps Taehyung get up, not answering when he asks what is he doing.
Jeongguk changes the sheets of the bed and places the small candles on the floor, lighting them up one by one with Taehyung’s lighter.
The sweet scent of Vanilla hits Taehyung and makes him instantly feel warm.
“We’re staying here tonight, okay? I’m cuddling you all night and kissing you good morning tomorrow.”
The both of them take off their clothes, ending up with only t-shirts and briefs. They get under the warm and clean covers just to end up clinging to each other.
Taehyung’s head rests on Jeongguk’s chest as the younger strokes his hair and hums a melody Taehyung can’t quite recognize.
“Ggukie.”
The black-haired man hums in response, stopping the melody from earlier and lowering his gaze to look at Taehyung.
“I’m happy.”
“I’m happy too, Tae.”
As the night advances, Taehyung and Jeongguk fall asleep, curled up next to each other, holding tight with no intention to let go.
The scent of the candles fills the room making the room become a little more comfortable.
The lights of the city and the sound of traffic.
The fact that this is an abandoned place with humid walls, rusty windows and door frames not worth a fucking cent.
None of it matters.
Not now that they feel fearless, not when they’ve confessed their feelings, not when they feel happy and loved, not when there’s so much left to say and feel and it all overflows in this small room.