Taehyung's mouth became as dry as the martini swirling between his fingers. Sitting close to the ledge of the rooftop bar overlooking Gangnam caused Taehyung to forget the reason he made this call going nowhere except to feed his curiosity. The last thing he remembered was Bo-gum being handsy and him being uncomfortable.

Apparently, his best friend had this habit to hit on him when he's had a few drinks. Not wanting to reject his bosom buddy, Taehyung pretended to be preoccupied. And the first person he thought of was that little furry rabbit who's chewing at his innards.

What was supposed to be an "accidental" butt dial, turned out to be a conversation about cocks. Luckily for Taehyung, Bo-gum gave up quite easily and excused himself for the night while he could still wobble his way down to his hotel room.

"Are you still there? Or perhaps your boyfriend is?" Jung-kook's voice broke through the silence.

"No, I don't have a boyfriend," Taehyung corrected.

"A fuck buddy then?"

"No, not that either."

Jung-kook snickered. "Well, it sure didn't look that way when he tried to grope you."

"If you saw us, why didn't you come and say hi?"

"And intrude on your love fest? No, thanks."

"I'm telling you nothing's going on between us!"

Jung-kook laughed. "You don't need to convince me, but you might have to tell that to your 'friend'."

"I don't even know why we're having this conversation," Taehyung argued.

"Maybe you want to do something else besides talking. So tell me, Tiger, what do you really want?"