Taehyung slid into the bed, groaning as pain shot up his spine. “Ass.” He muttered as Jungkook slid into the bed beside him.

“You wanna have another round?” The man questioned, an eyebrow raised. Taehyung shot him a glare, but shook his head, pulling the covers over him and turning his back to the younger.

“You’re going to kill me one day with that thing in your pants.”

“I’m sure you wouldn’t mind.” Tae turned his head to glare at Jungkook, who had a sly smirk on his face.

“I can’t believe you.”

“I can.” Taehyung sighed and gave up, knowing that it was useless to try and argue with the other.

Besides his throat was sore.

He felt arms wrap around his waist and pull him close as the younger settled into bed. Warm breath fanned against his neck as he relaxed into Jungkook’s familiar hold. “Baby girl…”

“Mmm…” Taehyung leaned into the soft kisses the man began to trail down his neck. “Yes, master?”

“You know...you can just call me by my name when we’re not in the playroom.”

“You sure? You were so adamant about it.”

“Because you were new and I didn’t know how this was going to work out. We’re friends by now...I would say. Co-parents apparently, too.”

“I know, mommy.” Jungkook chuckled lowly at the title and buried his face further into the back of Taehyung’s neck. “Did you want something, or did you just want to keep me from sleeping?” Taehyung finally sighed out, as Jungkook still hadn’t said anything.

“Tomorrow I have to go to a gala. I want you to be my date.”

“Mmm...what collar do you want me to wear?” Taehyung replied sleepily. Jungkook had taken him to gala’s before. So it wasn’t anything new to him.

“No collar.” Jungkook whispered. “I just want you to be my date.” Taehyung’s eyes snapped open and he turned to face Jungkook.

“Are you serious?”

“Do you...want to wear a collar?” Taehyung shook his head.

“No. I’d love to go as your...date?”

“You sound unsure.”

“I’m just wondering what the change of heart was.” Jungkook was silent, and Taehyung looked over his face. Then, the man suddenly grinned. “Don’t tell me the great and almighty Jeon Jungkook had a crush on little ol’ me.” He teased lightly.

Jungkook blushed. He actually blushed at that. Taehyung giggled, kissing the warm cheeks of the man. “Don’t make me drag you back to the playroom.” The dom muttered embarrassedly.

“Don’t worry Jungkookie~” Taehyung sang teasingly. “Nobody can resist my charms~”

Jungkook groaned and turned his head down, to nestle in the crook of the man’s neck. “Shut up.” He whined softly.

“My wittle Baby~” Taehyung cooed.

“I. Will. Punish. You.” Jungkook muttered.

Taehyung simply laughed, throwing his head back as he wrapped Jungkook up in his arms, too.

He kissed the larger males head, still giggling. “Don’t worry. I like you, too.”

-

“So you’re replacement for a collar was a...hickey collar?” Taehyung grumbled, staring at his neck in the mirror as he styled his hair. Jungkook grinned, standing behind him, he hands placed possessively on the man’s waist.

“I have to show others that your mine in some way, don’t I?”

“Not by making it look like I slept with a leech last night.” Taehyung muttered. “Honestly, one would’ve been enough. You encircled my whole entire throat.”

“I’m sorry~” Jungkook whined. “You taste so good, though.” Taehyung rolled his eyes. Ever since they had basically confessed to each other the other night, Jungkook had become more loving, and way too cute. Taehyung turned and started to pet the man’s hair.

“Alright, calm down, baby.” Taehyung muttered.

“Don’t call me that, I can still bend you over and fuck you till you can’t walk straight at the gala. We have time.” The man muttered darkly. Tae giggled and turned back to the mirror, finishing up his look before letting Jungkook guide him from the room and down the hall.

“Wear a condom, kids.” Jimin shouted from across the house as they were about to exit. Taehyung blushed a deep scarlet, groaning. Jungkook laughed, pushing him gently out of the home.

-

When they arrived at the gala, Jungkook immediately wrapped his arm around Taehyung’s waist. They walked into the gated off garden’s, Jungkook taking two Champaign’s from a passing waiter.

“Don’t talk to anyone suspicious, here.” Jungkook muttered to Tae.

“Everyone here is suspicious.”

“Exactly.” Taehyung rolled his eyes, but nodded.

“If they talk to me, I’m not ignoring, them, though.”

“Yes you w—“

“That’d be rude, and some of these men I have about a ninety percent certainty wouldn’t stand for that, and would probably shoot me. So unless you want me dead, I will be speaking to those who approach me. I just won’t approach anyone. Besides him. Jin Hyung!” Taehyung called, smiling as the said male approached.

Jungkook grinned as well, shaking hands as the man walked up to him. “No collar today, Angel?”

“Jungkook made up for it, as you can see.” Taehyung replied flatly, gesturing to his neck. Jin laughed, nodding.

“Yes, I’m sure everyone here knows that by now.”

“Anyway, Jin, would you mind watching Taehyung for me? I have to go and track down Kang about some shit he tried to pull the other day.”

“Sure. Do you want to get another drink, Angel?”

“Sounds lovely."