I was driving and I saw the name of the truck. *taegguk

Hell the removal company even ships it.

"Anywhere else you want to  go angel?"

It had been a few hours since Jimin had led the blond beauty to the lavish penthouse owned by Jeon Jeongguk, himself. 

The two had loitered at the building for a while, Jeongguk watching with amusement as Taehyung breaths in every detail of the place, caramel eyes widened in disbelief as he mumbles his amazement.

The leader had seen many people, from colleagues to enemies, drool over his achievements but none had managed to make him experience such pride that swells at his chest as watches his angel with growing smugness.

After he had become rather bored from hearing the blond gush over the sauna for the fifth time, he had decided that was rather enough and dragged a rather reluctant Taehyung away to the one of the many cars that inhabited the car park, that resides beside the penthouse.

It had taken his entire self power to stiffle the snort that begs to release from his lips as he watches the blond gape openly at the mass of Porsches, Mercedes, BMWs and so many more prestigious cars.

Even more self control to not burst out in uncontrolled chuckles at the shocked gasp that falls from other's lips when his body comes into contact with the Range Rover's seat. He couldn't count the number of times he had to remind the younger to relax and not gasp at every touch he applies to the car.

The duo had spent nearly half the day in the arcade, the elder winning a voluminous amount of collectibles for the blond, the objects now splayed messily in the backseat.

Now bellies full of burgers of chips, the two drive mindlessly in the streets of Busan, clueless to what do next.

Taehyung claps his hand excitedly, body jumping up and down in his seat as his squeals his answer, "Oh, I know! A car sale!"

Jeongguk side glances the other, dark eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "What?"

"A car sale!"

The younger appears to not identify anything particularly strange about his request, caramel eyes twinkling in anticipation.

The sooted haired male frowns lightly, eyes flickering briefly to observe the other, "Why a car sale?"

Taehyung sighs in exasperation as if the question was really rather obvious, "The helium balloons there are the best!"

Appearing still thoroughly confused at the younger's words, Jeongguk throws him a baffled look, "Can't we just go to a dollar shop or something?"

Sighing loudly, the blond slumps in his seat, cherry lips jutted out into a pretty pout as he huffs his disappointment.

"Fine. A car sale it is."

Although he would never admit it, his heart clenched tightly at the delighted squeal elicited beside him.

&&&

"What the fuck are you doing?"

The blond sends him a reprimanding glare at the use of his crude language, pursing his lips in distaste before turning around to wave his hands in the air.

They had driven past countless of streets in search of a car sale, Taehyung demanding that the use of Google maps would simply ruin the fun before shrieking in surprise at the glimpse of the curly letters wording, Toyota, in the distance.

As soon as they had pulled into the car park, the younger had jumped from the car dismissing the startled yelp from his significant other and darted straight to the tube man.

It had been maybe five minutes since the blond had set his eyes on the dark blue balloon. After making a rather grand exaggeration of stretching his limbs, the tanned boy had begun to imitate the said tube.

It was really rather amusing to observe the craze of limbs that flung in the air as the boy hurried to catch up with the moves, but it was beginning to attract some intrigued eyes of the public.

Jeongguk snorts lightly as the other practically flings his arm forward, stumbling slightly over his own two feet.

Cute.

It is then does he notice the brown haired male watching on, a jeering sneer playing on his lips as he points out mockingly at his angel, a loud laugh of contempt eliciting from his mouth.

Narrowing in his eyes, he steps forward, eager to hear to what the group of young teenagers were saying as they stare at the clueless blond.

"What a fucking weirdo."a male snorts, eyes never once straying from the giggling blond who performs another incredulous dance move, "It's a pity he's cute one. Ruined any chance of getting banged with his fucked up personality."

Beside him, his friend laughs his consent, "Fucking right. Retarded bitch."

He opens his mouth, probably to drop another scornful insult, but Jeongguk has had enough.
How dare they? How dare they call his angel such crude words?

Before he knows it, his vision is painted a sickly, blood red as he snarls, lurching froward to drop a sharp punch the male's jaw.

His friend shrieks, leaping to the right as the male who had received the hit falls to the floor, groaning as he holds his face.

"The fuck man?"the moaning one whimpers, dismissing the pulsing pain in his jaw as he struggles to pick himself up, vision heavy and blurred.

Taehyung now halts, noticing the commotion to his left as he tilts his head to view the scene, a shocked gasp falling from his lips at the sight of Jeongguk's enraged expression and bloody knuckles.

The raven haired male pays no attention to the pained man splayed over the floor as he takes fast yet menacing steps towards the other male who is now scurrying away, face masked in absolute fear.

Strong finger curl at his collar, his toes barley touching the floor as he's lifted from the ground to meet the furious expression of the unknown black haired male.

"The fuck did you say about the guy over there?"he spits, jerking his head in the direction of the flabbergasted blond.

The male in his captive simply wails in despair, fingers scratching at the strong hands latched around his collar as he blabbers a string of incoherent apologies.

"Huh?"Jeongguk growls, shaking the male furiously, "Fucking tell me what you said!"

"Jeongguk!"

Slim arms snake at his waist, the sensation of a head resting against his upper back presses at his skin as slender fingers curve at his clothed abs.

"Relax."

Maybe it's the smoothness of the voice that soothes the raging beast inside him, or the gentle caresses to his skin that appease the angry waves that spit at the cowering golden beads of sand now simmering to a quiet growl.

He hears Taehyung hum quietly, the action sending vibrations up his spine. The blond makes no move to remove himself from the other's body, laying his head on Jeongguk's back as he allows the other to completely relax.

When he's certain that the shocked male, who's still safely secured by his collar that's held by the other's fists, won't possibly be beaten to death, Taehyung retreats his arms.

Raising to his tiptoes, he tilts his head until his lips meet the underside of the sooted haired male's ear, pressing a soft skin to the sensitive skin.

"Good boy."

If it had been any other situation, Jeongguk wouldn't hesitate to correct the younger before pinning his wrists to the wall, and kissing the living daylights out of the said boy but the tentative caresses to his skin eased his anger, a lovesick smile playing on his lips as he nods dumbly, obediently stepping away from the male.

The dark haired male falls to the floor, a low groan falling from his lips as he rubs at his behind, eyes still watching the tall man with wariness.

"Get!"Jeongguk hisses, making a slight movement of throwing a good punch to his thigh.

The young teenager doesn't have to be told twice, sprinting to his feet as he heaves his groaning friend from the floor, lumbering quickly away as the two send fearful looks behind their shoulder.

Jeongguk continues to glare at the two males, even until they had jumped into their car and driven off in a haze of screeching tires and sharp horns, fists clenched tightly at his sides.

His trance of imagining the sensation of ripping apart every single limb in their bodies however, is broken by a soft giggle at his side, slender fingers curling at his wrist.

With a light huff, the dark haired male turns his head towards the other, eyes softening considerably at the pleading, brown eyes that look up at him, a single finger pointing in the direction of a middle aged man holding a family of stringed balloon, a forced smile playing on his lips as he hands a seven year old girl a pink helium balloon.

"Can we get my balloon now?"

&&&

The air is laced with groans and the sound of bodies twisting in the mattress. Occasionally pleads are heard accompanied with sharp gasps, all dismissed with a wave of a hand.

"J-Jeongguk!"

The said male smirks, eyes hooded lightly at the sensation of nails dragging at his skin of his back.

Dipping his head, until his lips brush ever-so-slightly over the blond's neck, he murmurs huskily, "Take it back baby. That's all you have to do."

His answer is a a whine of giggling protest, the blond writhing away from his fingers as he watches the elder under his dark lashes, caramel eyes following the elder with childish anticipation.

[A/N: BITCH U THOUGHT]

"S-Stop!"he gasps through fits of poorly restrained laughter that wracks at his core, tears of mirth wet against his cheeks.

Taehyung throws his head back, golden hair cascading over his forehead as he bites his lip in order the prevent the giggles that pry at his mouth.

The elder watches on lovingly, heart warming conseridbaly at the amusement he brings to the other as he views the giggling beauty beneath him, his fingers splayed over a tan, soft stomach.

He's not too sure what takes over then, maybe it was the gentle brown hue of his eyes that glints playfully or those sinful, red lips that curl teasingly up at him, that makes him dip his head, sooted locks brushing over the skin of the tanned male's neck.

Previous playfulness is absent, the air still and unnerving as the younger watches him through half lidded eyes, breath caught in his throat.

"W-What are you doing?"

It's a rather foolish question really, for the two know very well what the elder had in mind, yet Taehyung, maybe for the fun of it or for the utter arousal that pools at his core, still murmurs the question breathily.

There's silence, the two caught in mesmerisation at the features of one another, eyes skimming past every millimeter of skin that was present in their vision.

Without warning, the elder tilts his head, dipping his head until their lips press against each other. He groans, chest gurgling in pleasure at the shock that sparks his skin at the contact, eyes fluttering close as he works his lips over the others.

The blond is caught of in surprise, eyes wide and lips unmoving at the sensation of full lips pushed against his own. It's an amazing feeling, slick and wet against his skin as the other suckles his lower lip, he wants to loose himself in the heat of it all.

Breath moans scrape at his throat, eyes squeezing closed as he tilts his own head, the blond desperate to deepen the heated kiss.

He heard Jeongguk growl at the movement, strong palms curling at his hips as he holds him in his place, squeezing not hard enough to hurt but enough for the younger to decipher the hidden warning.

The elder squeezes his hips tightly, drawing him close until he wraps his thin arms around his neck, lips still connected in a feverish kiss.

Muffler whimpers and groans lace the air, hands latching to any open skin that was present to them as they draw themselves closer the need to feel the other against them burning at their skin.

Ring. Ring.

Jeongguk growls, dark eyebrows furrowing in mild irritation as he tightens his grip on the other's hips as he continues to mould his lips against the younger's.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

It's Taehyung who pulls away, a string of thin salvia curling at the corner of each of their lips as he blinks, vision hazy and unfocused. He's breathing heavily, swollen, red lips swallowing deep, needy breaths as he watches the dark haired male with half lidded eyes.

"J-Jeongguk...p-phone."

The elder nudges the other's jaw lightly with his nose, head jerking his resistance as he presses a chaste kiss to his Adam Apple.

"Forget it angel."he murmurs, voice hoarse and husky as he peppers soft kisses against the column of coffee coloured skin.

Tilting his head up once again, Jeongguk inclines forward, ready to press his lips against the pillowy skin of heaven.

But his anticipation is murdered almost immediately, the insistent ringing of his phone calling from the bedside table as the blond turns his head, his puckered lips resting upon the smooth skin of the other's cheek.

"Phone, Gukkie."he giggles, eyes twinkling at the annoyance that flares in the other's expression.

Huffing begrudgingly, the elder swings his feet over the side of the bed, pale hands fisting at his sides as he collects the maddeningly ringing phone in his palms, eyes twitching in poorly restrained fury.

"What?"he grunts, eyes flashing momentarily to the caller's identity, Yoongi's name light in thin white.

He pays no attention to the muffled screams or the sound of a gun going off in the background, presuming that it was simply a task in training and Yoongi had possibly been rather rough towards the group he was assigned to look over.

"Jeongguk!"

The mint haired male's voice is broken and rugged as if he had been sprinting for his life, loud huffs audible through the phone.

The action seems to ignite curiosity within the young leader, dark eyebrows furrowing as he speaks, urgency evident his tone, "Yoongi? What's going on?"

There's a hurried sound of footsteps skidding across the floor, a bang of yet another rounds of shots before the elder replies, breathing heavy and scratched, "Fuck, should've listened to Hobi and worked on my stamina."

A veins bulges in the younger's neck, jaw setting tightly as he presses on, "Now's not the time, what the hell is happening?"

"The BloodMoon." Yoongi replies gravely, "They're here."

~

Y'ALL LOOK AT THIS. WATCH TAEKOOK

THE NEXT PHOTO IS THIS AND LOOK AT TAEKOOK

I SWEAR BOTH OF THEM SWITCH AND RN IT'S TOP TAE. AND BRO LOOK AT YOONMIN. AND NAMJIN. AND OUR SUNSHINE HOBI. THEY'RE SO BEAUTIFUL IT'S NOT EVEN LEGIT. 💜

But srlsy why does Tae look so pissed off? 😂
#ThePossessiveAfBoyfriend