[ chapter 34 ]
kim fucking taehyung

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THEY stay at the ice-cream shop for another hour, or until taehyung had quenched his thirst for the triple scooped strawberry and much to jeongguk's horror and awe he'd managed to stomach at least six and a half, the seventh dropped reluctantly in the bin once the ceo feared the safety of his clothes.

"are you sure you're not gonna puke all that ice-cream up?" he asks meekly as they step out and into the streets, coats strung tight across their hips.

rolling his eyes at the mention of the question he'd now heard for the hundredth time, taehyung reassures him with a coy smile, "yes gukkie, stop asking. concern doesn't look good on you, it makes you look all...constipated."

gaping wildly as if his rebuke had been one of the cruellest of them all, the man surveys him with an offended scowl, tugging the neck of his coat up in distaste.

"i'm not concerned about you," jeongguk denies curtly, "i just can't have someone turning my favourite coat boggart green."

he sneers, "maybe it'll add some colour to your boring self."

now, mind you, taehyung did quite like jeongguk. in fact, he's certain that he'd harboured a mild crush towards the man but there was no denying that the younger's stupidity seemed to wire him tight as the idiot's tongue seems to twist as they argue.

"boring?" he scoffs, "silver, you and i both know i'm far from boring-"

"taehyung?!"

feet coming to a halt at the mention of his name, the said man whips around to where they'd just passed the cafe, his eyes settling down on a strikingly familiar frame.

"hyungsik?" he questions meekly, squinting.

lips quirking into a broad smile, hyungsik grins, stepping forward as he extends his arms for a brief hug which taehyung is more than content to return, his finger sifting through the heavy cloth of the man's auburn coat.

pulling away, the eldest male holds him back in his arms, surveying him with a teasing spark winding across his lips, "you just seem to get prettier every time i see you."

flushing, taehyung's helplessly aware of the hot rose that pinches at the tips of his ears as he giggles meekly at the compliment, hitting the man lightly across the chest.

"shut up," he laughs, "you're so cheesy."

"but you love it." he winks.

"um, excuse me?" a sudden voice intervenes, clearing their throat and taehyung's eyes widen, he'd almost forgot that jeongguk was behind him.

darting from hyungsik's arms, almost as if the man's touch had burnt him, he shuffles towards the ceo, an awkward smile pressed at his lips.

"well, you've already met so i don't think we need to do introductions again," taehyung laughs, internally moaning at how odd he sounds.

but jeongguk seems to not notice as he stones his features, eyes piercing as he purses his lips, hand darting out in a tense handshake.

"jeon jeongguk, ceo of the jeon inc." he says strictly, eyes flashing as if challenging the elder man to oppose him in the slightest.

raising an eyebrow, taehyung frowns despite the laugh in his tone as he hisses, "uh gukkie, you don't need to introduce yourself, he already knows who you are dumbass."

hyungsik laughs, waving a careless hand as he extends his arm and smiles sweetly, "it's fine tae. i'm park hyungsik, model and part-time singer..for the bar at least."

taehyung laughs alongside him at this, cheeks tight with grins and eyes tucked into smiling crescents, utterly oblivious to his companion's distaste and lack of amusement, but rather disgust.

"so," hyungsik smiles, waving his hand between to the males, "you guys going out for coffee or something?"

"yeah, you can tag along if you want-"

"actually," jeongguk swiftly intervenes, tone dripping in coerced civility as he slips a taut palm across the ashen-haired male's wrist, tugging him close, "we're on a date and we're heading off to the hotel now, so if you don't mind."

hyungsik's brows furrow, lips curling into a baffled frown as he echoes slowly, "date?"

mirroring the man's reaction, of course, with much more severity, his eyes bulging and jaw slackening as he grapples soundlessly for words as he'd tugged forcibly across the gravel.

"date?!" taehyung splutters shrilly, mortifyingly aware of the dark stain across his cheekbones.

pinning him with a stern glare, jeongguk smiles sweetly an eyebrow raised expectantly, "uh yeah? you're the one who asked me out today in the first place."

he scowls, feathers ruffling as he straightens himself up and parts his lips to shove a mouthful down the ceo's ears, only to be knocked to the knees at the pointed eyes that grit for him to listen.

huffing, he reluctantly plays on, laughing tensely as offers the elder an apologetic smile, "ahh right, sorry hyunie, i think i got a bit too excited."

"oh." hyungsik says and taehyung winces at the hollow tone of his voice, his expression stoned as he surveys the two with hurt before his lips quirk and his eyes are crescent once again, "that's fine. i have to leave anyway, but have fun!"

"oh okay," taehyung frowns, raising a palm to wave the man goodbye, "bye-"

but hyungsik is long gone, fingers clutched at his coat as he strides down the street, his eyes brimmed with hurt and heart swollen with rejection.

they stand, fingers intertwined and bodies pressed flush against one another, for a few beats, gaze following the stricken man as he turns a corner, tossing his hoodie across his face.

"what the heck jeongguk?" he exclaims, ripping himself from the other's grasp despite the pleasant surge that ripples across his chest, "what was that for?"

seemingly indifferent, the man shrugs, stepping away and shoving his frost-bitten fingers into his pockets as he scowls, "he was getting annoying."

"how?!"

"he just was taehyung, i don't understand why you're making it such a big deal." jeongguk snaps defensively, cheeks dusting a light rose that has taehyung's eyebrows raising incredulously.

"i am?" he scoffs, "ever since you met him at the club, he's been nothing but a sweetheart to you and you've just been an inconsiderate dick! what's up with that, huh?!"

"shut up," jeongguk grits, eyes narrowed as he strides forward to tug him away from the swelling number of intrigued passerby's, "we're not doing this here."

parting his lips to retort, willing to put the ceo to shame publicly when he spots a familiar pair of glass and woollen hair wobbling their way.

"is everything all right here?" the woman asks, peering suspiciously over the rim of her animal-printed glasses.

pressing a well-furnished smile to his lips, taehyung tips to a polite bow, "as good as gold mrs rhee. may i ask, how's eun? did the spray do the trick?"

at the very mention of her fawn jindo gae, mrs rhee breaks out into an ear-splitting smile, her eyes tucked into bright crescents as she nods feverishly.

"oh yes! she's given her tail a break which is a relief, i'm sure she'd chew it off by tomorrow if she kept at it!"

"ah, well i'm glad to hear that. feel free to drop by on monday so i can have a look at her progress." he smiles, ignoring the inquisitive gaze of his so-called 'date'.

"i will dr.kim," she says gratefully, "thank you for your help."

"anytime mrs rhee, it's been my pleasure."

smiling appreciatively once again, the woman nods her head before toddling off, fingers tight against the knob of her walking stick.

almost at once, taehyung's tender expression tears, his lips tugging into a scowl as he locks his fingers with jeongguk's storming his way down the street.

"woah!" he exclaims at the sudden pull, stumbling as he watches the mop of silver hair before him zip down the street with him in tow, "why the rush?"

paying no mind to the query, the elder strides on until the come to a stuttering halt at a thin alleyway, fingers loosening across his wrist as he steps away.

"speak."

clearing his throat, jeongguk slips his fingers into the pocket of his dress pants, gaze anywhere but on the striking man before him.

"can we do this later?" he mumbles awkwardly, cheeks hot at the prospect of explaining his reason for claiming the two were lovers.

"no." taehyung snaps, his own skin burning, heart buzzing in his ears at simply the thought, "you owe me one for playing along."

"why did you though?" jeongguk shoots back, desperate to have the finger off him.

raising an eyebrow, an almost mused smirk trails at his lips as he shakes his head, tutting, "i'm not dumb gukkie, stay in topic."

gukkie. the nickname has his skin feeling strangely hot, pressed with several odd tingles that slip across the apples of his cheeks and teases at the tips of his lips. so yes, maybe he truly did like the way his name rolled from taehyung's tongue. but that didn't mean anything, it wasn't like he liked him or anything-.

oh my God. jeongguk groans internally, eyes bulging from its sockets. i like kim fucking taehyung.

the prospect seems to tick all the boxes that had staggered over his chest over the past couples of weeks. it would explain the strange yet pleasant swell of his chest whenever he caught sight of the elder's smile or the enticing flush against his cheeks when their skin touched.

his thoughts are torn at the hems from a brief tap to his forehead, dark eyes looking up at him expectantly.

"hello? you in there dumbass?"

the theory seemed to explain this as well. wiring up the elder was enjoyable, the little wrinkle between his brows and the bridge of his nose was quite an adorable sight, one that he'd been granted more times than he could count.

"huh?" jeongguk stammers, stepping back, his forehead hot from where taehyung had tapped him and he's suddenly aware of how red his cheeks must be, "y-yeah, sorry."

furrowing his brows, taehyung speculates the younger in mild concern, "you okay?"

"yeah." he scoffs, "'course."

raising an eyebrow, he presses again, "you sure? you literally just apologised to me, that's not normal."

"oh piss off."

snickering, taehyung opts drops the topic because of its obvious lack of development. instead, he crosses his arms across his chest and surveys the younger man with narrowed eyes.

"well?" he pries, cocking an eyebrow, "anytime now."

"like i said," jeongguk shrugs, feigning indifference as he slips his hands into his pockets, "the guy's a pain in the ass."

"okay and? you could've just walked off, why did you need to drag me along with some weird excuse?"

"i don't like him with you." he blurts frankly, palms hot with shame as his words sink across his belly and pummel across his chest.

oh God, what had he said? now he surely sounded like some possessive freak of a man. if only there was a hole he could crumble into. his embarrassment seems to only intensify as he watches the elder's eyes widen, lips slacks as he gapes almost timidly at him, both their cheeks dusted pink.

"w-what?" taehyung stutters, lips unconsciously quirking as he struggles to harness the abrupt spike of his heart rate.

skin mortifyingly warm, tinted a bloody crimson, jeongguk sifts his gaze, grumbling meekly as he attempts to step past the man, "nothing... forget it."

"no!" he exclaims, fingers splaying to clutch helplessly at the younger's coat, bringing the ceo to a stuttering halt from his rash escape, "i heard you the first time, what do you mean?"

"nothing." jeongguk snaps, increasingly uncomfortable at the shame that fills him from head to toe, and it to make it worse the pleasant warmth his skin relishes in from where the elder holds him, "i'm gonna be late for my meeting."

"screw your meeting," taehyung sneers, shoving the man back, his back colliding with the wall as the elder locks him in place with a pointed glare.

"you promised we'd talk, so we will jeongguk. i don't care what big, important old guy you've got to meet, you brought yourself into this.  now, why don't you like hyungsik? what has he ever done to you?"

now something ticks within jeongguk at his words. perhaps it is the sensation of the man's bony hips pressed tight across his own, tan fingers clutched along his biceps holding him down with surprising strength, their bodies close, lips mere centimetres from one another as their breaths mingle into one. he can smell taehyung's green tea-scented soap, foamy and enticing at his lips, the heat beneath his frame and the honeyed touch of his skin.

"you wanna know?" he growls gruffly, unconsciously rocking his hips forward, the elder gasping at the action, cherry lips tucked under his lips.

"y-yes." taehyung replies breathlessly, voice caught in his throat, a dark stain stamping across the bones of his cheeks, as he murmurs sarcastically, "kinda what i was asking for like the last five minutes."

snarling, his hands dart forward to clasp the elder's hips tight, holding them in place from their unconscious wriggling. his grip is anything but tender, instead, he holds him with an iron-like grip, steamed with firm emerald, red stamping across his skin and white crescents starring behind.

and taehyung likes it.

he likes it firm and lecherous. he likes the way the ceo knew exactly where to press down at his hips, how to dig his nails hard enough to leave indents that'd mark his skin for days to come.

"forgot so soon hm?" jeongguk murmurs, eyes hooded and heavy, slipping from the curve of his neck to the dip of his collarbones, his gaze enough to have him shivering, unconsciously pressing himself even close.

"h-huh?"

fingers, cold and intrusive, slipping across the curve of his clothed back, tucking themselves beneath the lip of the hem and taehyung shudders. jeongguk's fingers are tender, despite the punishing grip of his other hand, running across the dip of his back so lightly he could've mistaken it for the wind.

"what did we talk about that day at the club, hm silver?" jeongguk murmurs and taehyung is shockingly aware of how close their lips are, hips locked, the man's fingers at his waist and at his back, his own pressed against the other's firm chest.

"i-i..can't remember."

the ceo's lips tug down at his words and absurdly his chest seems to swell with shame at the disappointment etched across the younger's features.

"what a shame," he smirks, mockingly as he presses down at the juncture of his hip, dangerously close to the band of his boxers, "we'll just have to act it all out for you, won't we doll?"

"uh..." he swallows, "w-what are you doing?"

his words earn all but a quirk of tipped lips, hooded eyes smouldered with coal-rimmed desires. fingertips trailing across his bare hips, and snap.

a strangled gasp slips from his lips, sharpened by shock as his fingers tighten against jeongguk's blazer, cloth tight beneath his nails as his eyes blow wide open.

the skin at his pelvis burns, hot with the slap of his boxers. frame buckling feverishly as the ceo advances even further, skin warm against his own, hands slipping from his waist to the swell of his ass.

"j-jeong -"

jeongguk's fingers are far from amicable, groping at his flesh, skin tainted crimson, a highlight of crescents littering the very borders. it's far better than tender, timid caresses he'd become so accustomed throughout his handful of relationships, taehyung thinks as a throaty gurgle slips past his lips and his eyes are flutter close, knees buckling, fingers splaying across jeongguk's shoulder to hold him upright.

but almost as soon he manages to leash his hazed pleasure, heart thumping in his ears, the arms across his waist wind away, his hips awfully bare and skin light blue.

through his murky vision, cheeks hot with shame, he can make the sultry quirk of jeongguk's lips as he steps away to cast a lewd glance across his flushed skin and teary eyes.

"that ass," he grits, fingers tight at his tilted chin, "is mine. don't even fucking think about letting some bitch go running their hands over what belongs to me, because i'll fucking know and you won't like what happens to you if it does."

and casting one libidinous eye across the boy's submissive frame, jeongguk steps away, clutching his coat to his chest and sweeps himself down the street, lips curled in an accomplished smirk.

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[a/n]

word count: 2793

long chapter to make up my temporary death. i'm sorry, i always get so awkward during steamy scenes, it's one of the hardest scenes i find to right.