Isn't he beautiful? I think he's beautiful :))

~A few days earlier~

Taehyung was standing in front of the massive mirror in his room, admiring his reflection. The sleek black coat he was wearing over the pearl white shirt and his trousers cladded his godly physique, making him look simply alluring. The suit was designed by Dior. Designed exclusively for Mr. Kim, the CEO of Tan Corporation. He smiled at himself in the mirror and glanced at the designer from Dior standing next to him.

Taehyung looked perfect but something was off.

"Next one" He said and a herd of servants and designers rushed to his side, undressing him. He was dressed in the next suit; the Gucci one. Its design was different and looked so formal and delicate. It made Taehyung look even more Godly in it, if possible. He turned around and about and admired his reflection. The designer of Dior was now replaced by the designer of Gucci.

While Taehyung was busy arguing with himself if he looked too dazzling for a meeting with the president of South Korea, the door to his room barged open and a blonde-haired, short man entered. Well, at least he was shorter than Taehyung. He had chubby cheeks but if you looked at his side profile, you'll definitely be surprised how sharp his facial features were. His jaw looked like it would cut diamonds. He had plump rosy lips and now, as he walked into Taehyung's room, hurriedly, Taehyung couldn't help but smile at how adorable the shorter man looked.

"Taehyung! We'll get late. Hurry the hell up" He said when he had walked closer to Taehyung.

"Chillax, Chim. We're not late"

"Yes we would be if we don't leave now"

Taehyung sighed in defeat. Chim, or Park Jimin was right. Taehyung was busy trying on suit after suit and admiring himself to realize that they were running out of time. Jimin was his assistant, as well as his childhood best friend. They basically grew up together. He was older than Taehyung, only two months but he always played the older brother with Taehyung. And for as long as Taehyung could remember there wasn't a single time where Jimin was wrong about something he had said. He was smart like that.

"Do you think this looks good enough?" Taehyung asked glancing at Jimin's reflection in the mirror, which was staring right back at him. Jimin was wearing a suit too, quite identical to Taehyung's but it wasn't Gucci, some other brand. Jimin too was filthy rich, the way Taehyung would call himself, so he dressed as expensively as Taehyung.

"Yes. You look too perfect even" Jimin sounded impatient.

"What? Then should I-"

"Taehyung!" Jimin said warningly.

"Okay okay let's go" Taehyung said and walked out with the shorter man.

When they finally arrived at the blue house, the residence of the president of South Korea, a few other people had already arrived. Taehyung was greeted immediately by the said businessmen and women. They lined up to shake hands with him. Well, nothing new. Kim Taehyung had a reputation of a celebrity and besides, to be the owner of the company that made most profits in South Korea. (Well, at least last year it was him. The year before it was Jeon)

In the meeting gathered the owners of the companies that had made the most yearly profits of South Korea. They are technically running South Korea's economy. Which meant only around ten people attended the meeting.

Which meant Jeon Jeongguk, the CEO of the Jeon Corporation would be there too. Oh what a headache. Taehyung thought as he kept shaking hands of other people, who greeted him and asked him how he was doing, how his parents were doing , things like that, things they didn't really care about and things that they hoped would contribute to maintain a good relationship with Taehyung.

He noticed that Jeongguk wasn't there yet. The fucker can't even work on time. Taehyung hated Jeon's guts, always coming up with some snarky remark and annoying the fuck out of Taehyung. Taehyung only wanted to come here and grab all the opportunities that would fund his business, but Jeon just had to ruin the whole day with his presence. It was so distracting to Taehyung.

"Kim?" Taehyung heard a honey smooth voice behind him and he turned only to be met with the figure of Jeon Jeongguk. He too was dressed in a black suit and white shirt but then basically everyone was. Taehyung, having an excessive fashion sense noted that Jeongguk was wearing a Chanel suit. Oh thank God Taehyung removed his specially designed Chanel suit after deciding that it wasn't for him.

Jeongguk was standing in front of Taehyung staring at him and Taehyung gave him a nonchalant look.

"Didn't expect you to be here" Jeongguk said, smirking.

Is he dumb? Oh my God, he must be. Taehyung suddenly put his hand on his forehead, careful enough not to ruin his hairstyle. "Oh my God!" He said dramatically. "I just got a headache from your daftness. I guess you had always been this dumb. Bet it's in genes. I own the company who makes the biggest income of the country. There wouldn't be a meeting without me"

Jeongguk scoffed. "I've been confronting you so often that your dumbness had probably crept into my brain. This is not good"

"Oh just stop talking. My headache is worsening by every word that comes out of your mouth" Taehyung said, furrowing his eyebrows together as if he's in pain.

"Really? Didn't know I had such an effect on you, Kim. What else? Does your heart flutter every time you see me?" Jeongguk's assistant, Min Yoongi chuckled at that remark of his boss.

"No it makes me wish my heart would stop beating so I wouldn't have to see your ugly face on this earth anymore"

Jeongguk rolled his eyes. "You look ugly" How basic, Taehyung thought. But that's what Jeongguk was, a basic bitch.

"Really? Wow, that's great! I was trying to look like you today" Taehyung said earning another scoff from Jeongguk.

"Now I have places to be. Don't you have the toilets to clean? I need to go. The president is here" Taehyung said and walked away to his seat, leaving a very angry and scowling Jeongguk behind.

The president explained what the meeting was about: the international conference where Businessmen and women around the world gathered to discuss issues in the industry. The event is held this year in South Korea. The event could be the perfect place to create alliances and expand companies.

Taehyung did his best to listen but Jeongguk, who was sitting next to Taehyung on the long table with the president at the beginning if it, was very distracting. Jeongguk kept leaning forward, examining the documents in the file they were handed earlier. He brushed his tongue over his lips as he read the document. His jaw tensed from time to time, which was sexy. Taehyung gulped. When Jeongguk leaned back on his chair, Taehyung unintendedly looked down. It was then he noticed the bulge in Jeongguk's pants. Taehyung gulped again, feeling himself harden by the minute. What the fuck is wrong with me? He thought. And, how the hell did Jeon pop a boner at a time like this? Taehyung looked away and tried to listen to the President's speech.

"Mr. Kim Taehyung and Mr. Jeon Jeongguk" The president said, startling the boys and making them look at the president.

"Yes, sir?" Both of them answered in unison.

"For this conference I would like you two to work together. I shall announce you two as the main sponsors of the conference. Take part in organizing the event and do it together"

Both CEOs were too surprised to even answer. Jeon and Kim working together on something? That's out of this world. But neither of them spoke up to refuse the request because as hard working together on this was, it was a great opportunity for their businesses. Besides no one had the courage or power to turn down the request of the president.

So they both exchanged a frown with each other and nodded.

-

The celebratory lunch had come to an end and Taehyung made his way to the gents' bathroom. He was minding his own business when he heard heavy breathing from a stall. They were still in the blue house. Who even-

"Ah-"A moan now.

Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows together as he heard moan after moan leave the certain stall. The voice sounded so familiar but Taehyung just couldn't grasp who it was.

And then it clicked. An invisible light bulb lit above his head and Of course! That voice was none other than his fated enemy's. Jeon was jacking off. In the blue house. Residence of the president. A smug smirk played on Taehyung's mouth.

Another moan, and panting. Jeongguk was trying to conceal them obviously but no avail. They were loud enough. Jeongguk probably didn't know that anyone was out here.

"Ah!"

Taehyung tensed. He was still peeing and he could feel himself growing harder. Was it because of Jeongguk's moans? Well, they were indeed, sexy but he's still his rival. And he hated Jeongguk with every cell in his body. Taehyung quickly shook all the thoughts of Jeongguk away and finished his business. He washed his hands and dried them.

"Aaaah!"

Taehyung breathed out. His whole body was tensed. He didn't know it until he was leaning against the sink of the bathroom, throwing his head back, and rubbing himself. Oh this felt so good. He kept palming himself and he was breathing heavily. Jeongguk's moans continued still. Taehyung found himself a rhythm. When he looked down, he could see his boner unforgivingly standing out and he continued to palm himself. He choked back a moan but the friction against his dick was so pleasurable. It took every ounce of self-control not to moan because Jeongguk's moans and Taehyung's hand was pushing him into ecstasy. He was riding a beautiful high and he was almost persuaded to take the hard package out but then-

His phone started vibrating. His fantasies broke down immediately when he saw the caller ID. He answered without saying hello and Jimin's hurried voice telling him that everyone had left and that Taehyung's father had visited his office, could be heard from the other side.

Taehyung figured to himself that he wasn't going to finish what he started so he buttoned up his coat hoping it was enough to cover his bulge, and walked out silently, leaving Jeongguk still moaning.

~*~

Taehyung took a deep breath before he looked at you dead in the eyes. If looks could kill, you'd be dead by now. "Hey you" His deep voice made your knees go weak. Wait, did he sound annoyed? "What the fuck are you doing? Not voting? Like can you maybe show a little support? It doesn't cost shit" Oh no. He was angry? You needed to vote.

I'm sorry if it was boring :(