[ so, things get a tad hOt in this chapter so if you feel uncomfortable feel free to skip, but it's pretty light tbh. ]

[ CHAPTER 19 ]
doll

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SO taehyung may or may not feel a tad flustered having his back flush against a pair of rigid abs. was he going to show that though? of course not. he makes sure to flush his face under the water every minute or so to cool his flaming cheeks and occasionally shove a smug jeongguk far from him.

"oh my God!" he exclaims, when jeongguk accidentally presses his chest against the flat of his back, "can you not?!"

grumbling, the man obediently shuffles away, glowering at the elder, "i don't want to touch you if that's what you think. but i do want to win so quit being a bitch and help out."

the group had decided to play a game of water polo, one that lacked the basic rules and resulted in a flimsy game of poorly played newcomball. now, taehyung was far from the athletic type so the news of him being in a team along with jimin had made him greatly smug as he loiters at the very back. however, his dreams of tumble turning in the water by himself for the next hour is shattered the very moment jeongguk clasps his shoulders and shoves him to the front.

"i am helping." he hisses back, equally irritated, "i can't sport, fuck i can't even throw a ball without it coming straight back at me. i'm doing you a goddamn favour by staying out of your way."

snorting, jimin nods behind him, "he's actually right, if you want to win leave the guy alone."

"well then," jeongguk smirks, quirking an eyebrow as his arms cross over his toned chest, "guess i'll teach you myself."

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"God you seriously do suck."

scoffing, taehyung rubs at his increasingly dark red nose, "i told you! can i please go to the back now?"

hoseok, who had been watching on anxiously after lobbing his mustard yellow ball at the boy's face a few minutes ago, nods rashly, "i'll come with you to get an ice-pack."

"i'm fine, i don't need one-"

"one more time." jeongguk pleads, twisting through the water pooling at his hips, "i swear, you'll get it ."

taehyung sighs, rolling his eyes, "that's what you said the five times before this. no, jeongguk, sports can't do me and i don't do sports. period."

"sports can do anyone." he retorts.

"well i don't classify as anyone." taehyung snaps, already making his way under the net to the edge of the pool, "i seriously can't play okay? i'm only letting you guys down- hey!"

deft fingers curl around the undersides of his thighs, an arm hooking around his back as his frame is lifted from the water, the chill of the air pressing hard at his red cheeks.

"jeon fucking jeongguk!" taehyung yelps, unconsciously pressing his body closer to the other's slick chest, "put me down!"

"no can do silver." jeongguk smirks down at him, lobbing him up even further into his hold and grin widening even further at the startled squeak the elder emits, "what do you say about free one-on-one tutoring?"

scoffing, taehyung slaps his chest, rather harshly as he sneers, "you thought you'd get me at free huh? no bitch, i don't stoop that low. not for exercise."

"well, i never said that this included cooperation."

"you don't need to." he scoffs, "it's common sense. but it's my choice whether i play along or not."

at this jeongguk smirks, but not his standard cocky grin that has taehyung firing up with chagrin but a strange, half-lidded quirk of his lips that twists uncomfortably at his stomach and sets the hairs at his skin high.

jeongguk leans down, his back now faced to their snickering friends, until his lips brush ever-so-slightly that one could mistake it for the wind against the shell of the elder's ear, fingers nipping at the flesh between his thighs.

"want me to tell them how you whined?" jeongguk rasps, the pads of his fingers rubbing harsh circles upon his inner-thighs, "how you fucking begged for me? cried for me to kiss you harder? huh doll?"

"i-" he stammers, cheeks flushed dark crimson as his words twist within his throat, the heat of jeongguk's breath at his ear sprinkling rose against the skin of his clavicle.

"not gonna sass back now? gone all submissive and quiet for me?" jeongguk prods, teeth nibbling lightly at the elder's ear before he tilts his head down to peer at the man's flustered, hot face, "only me hm? my silver."

taehyung isn't entirely sure what overcomes him then. maybe it is the way jeongguk holds him, harsh and flush against his chest, his fingers splayed across the younger's abs, thighs burning with steel grip digging at its flesh. or maybe it is the pure dominance that slathers the man's tone, punishing and daring as if it bound him with ropes that permitted no toe to step over the line.

whatever it was, whatever force that drove both his mind and body at that moment, taehyung knows not of as he slackens in jeongguk's hold, timid and obedient almost as if he were offering himself, willingly, to the big bad wolf with no shame nor fear.

"mhm, m'y-yes.." he moans, eyelids fluttering closed, fingers curled into tight fists against jeongguk's chest, the great pressure of feather-light kisses peppering the skin of the back of his ear dulling all the sense from his mind.

"what the fuck are you two doing?"

pausing, both men halt, jeongguk's lips shifting back from his ear and he desperately attempts to smother a disappointed whine at the loss of contact as the two swivels around, both beet red.

"oh my God did you kiss him?" jin gasps once catching sight of the ashen-haired male's rosy cheeks and flustered gaze.

"no!" taehyung denies, skin darkening even further, "he just threatened me!"

"with what?" yoongi smirks knowingly.

"go figure." jimin snorts, snickering as he sends his friend a knowing glance, "it wasn't exactly subtle, even with your back turned."

hoseok gaps, clamping a palm against his mouth as his eyes bulge, "you two are dating?!"

"about time."

"we aren't dating!" taehyung insists, squirming in jeongguk's holds until he's begrudgingly propped to his feet, a protective palm at the small of his back either way, "kook's just a perv!"

smirking, jeongguk adds, raising an eyebrow at the prominent bulge in the elder's pants, "one that you obviously liked."

cheeks warm with the familiar tin of burning rose, he clamps his hands over his private area and bends his knees so only his chin up is visibly past the clear blue of the pool.

"i hate you," he whines, ignoring his friend's wheezes of amusement.

grinning, jeongguk snickers, "right back at you."

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[a/n]

not to sound petty or anything but does anyone actually like this book, lmao? watch me regret posting this. 😭

ugh look at these two, they're so soft for each other it's cheesy. 💞