Taehyung smirks, "Yup." he caresses Seokjin's cheek, pulling at his bottom lip. "You're just as cute as you were when we were younger. You don't age do you? You look the same!"

Seokjin can't help and blush as he steps back, taking Taehyung's hand off his face. Taehyung chuckles. "You're still as shy as you were when we were together." he says.

Seokjin looks up at him with a smile and a nod. He felt his tongue tied in a knot and his throat closed up. Not only that but that dry ass cookie didn't help either. He picked up a glass of water he'd served himself and drank a sip, setting his plate of food on the table.

"So, why're you here? Did you come with someone?" Taehgung asks, looking around. "Or does little Seokjinnie have his own multi-million company?" he asks.

Seokjin shakes his head. "Actually i'm here with—"

"He's here with me."

Seokjin feels an arm slip around his waist tightly and he turns to look at Hoseok. He gulps and looks at Taehyung. "Yes, i'm here with him."

Taehyung crosses his arm, his tongue poking the side of his cheek. "Hmm! So you're here with the Jung Hoseok." he said.

Hoseok's eyes looking at him intensely, "Yes, and you are?"

"Kim Taehyung, son and heir of Kim Doyoung." Taehyung said, his hand going forward and waiting for Hoseok to shake it.

Hoseok extended his hand, only shaking it because he didn't want to start any feud. He let go and his hand feel back inside his pants' front pocket. Taehyung looked at Seokjin, ignoring Hoseok.

"Well, you can always be sure that i'll be here for you whenever you need me, and for whatever it may be. It's nice seeing my little Seokjinnie again." he said. He bravely held Seokjin's hand and gave it a kiss, his eyes looking up into his. He smiled and booped his nose, not sparing Hoseok any look before leaving them alone.

"I though I told you to not leave the table." Hoseok said, standing in front of Seokjin.

"I was just hungry." Seokjin said with a small shrug. "I'm not hungry anymore."

Hoseok sighed. "Let's go sit back, the conference is starting soon." he said, taking Seokjin's hand and leading them back to their before table.

The table now had many glasses of champagne, wine, and alcohol. Seokjin sipped on the expensive champagne as Hoseok spoke into the microphone, his hand landing on Seokjin's thigh from time to time. He couldn't look up. He'd meet the gazes of Mr.Lee and more importantly, Taehyung's.

Taehyung wasn't discrete at all; he never had been. His advances toward Seokjin were courageous and brave. His eyes scanned Seokjin, completely ignoring Hoseok's murderous gaze. A little competition didn't hurt. He had enough in high school, Seokjin was popular among them. He was the boy who everyone wanted, and that Taehyung got.

Their relationship ended because Seokjin thought Taehyung too childish. A 20 year old adult didn't go out and get blacked out drunk and party every weekend; at least not in Seokjin's book. But Taehyung took Seokjin's words to the heart. After their breakup, he got his shit together, for real. He began being interested in his father's company, seeing as he was their only heir. He became a fine young man, as his mother would say, in the course of five years.

And now, Seokjin did get the mature man he wanted. Hoseok, a man who's almost 40 years old, but definitely doesn't look the part. Taehyung didn't mind. He could show Seokjin he changed. And he was going to start it by proving how much he had actually matured.

"With the remodeling of our offices, we will be bringing new resourceful and eco-friendly appliances. We welcome new proposals and business partners to come in contact with us." Taehyung spoke.

Seokjin looked at him. He had really taken over his father's company in the time they were away from each other. But, he thinks Hoseok is still the best in his eyes. Hoseok's jaw clenched and his hand tightened around Seokjin's thigh. Seokjin put his hand on top of Hoseok's, intertwining his crooked fingers between his long ones. Hoseok smiled, and took his microphone to speak making Seokjin look at him proudly.

***

After the meeting was adjourned, Hoseok bid farewells to his friends and business partners. Seokjin looked at the balcony to his right, his hand going around Hoseok's bicep.

"Can we go over there?" he asked.

Hoseok smiled and nodded. They walked over and leaned over the balcony, the light breeze messing up their hair and making them feel refreshed from the overwhelming summer heat.

"So, who's Taehyung?" Hoseok asked, his jaw clenched.

Seokjin side-eyed him and gulped. "My ex."

Hoseok's hand clenched into a fist.

"We broke up because he was to immature for me. I know i'm not a perfect mature adult, but he was too much." Seokjin said, shaking his head at the memories. "The good thing was he was never unfaithful, he always listened to me, loved me, treated me like a prince." he reminisced, his voice getting lower and more into a whisper.

"That's what you deserve."

They turned and were met with Taehyung, his lips formed into a proud smile. He stepped forward, his hands holding Seokjin's. "Please give me another chance. I can prove to you that I have changed. I can be the same. I'll give you everything you need. Use me. A day doesn't go by without me thinking of how we would be right now. More than 7 years strong. You don't want that for us? Our family?"

Hoseok looked in between them, Seokjin looking into Taehyung's eyes and Taehyung clutching his hands close to his chest. He didn't know what was going on until he took Seokjin's hand and dragged him out the hall. Seokjin's voice was calling to him but he didn't hear him. Seokjin forcefully took his hand out Hoseok's grasp.

"Hoseok! What's wrong with you?" Seokjin questioned, standing next to him in front of the limousine.

Hoseok rain his hand through his hair, pulling at the ends. What was he doing? He looked up at Doyoung. "Do me a favor and call Beomgyu to pick you up for an hour, come back when I call you."

Doyoung followed his order, bowing and leaving. Hoseok turned to him. "You don't have to stay with me. We can end the contract and you can go back to your precious Taehyung." Hoseok said harshly, opening the door and getting in the car.

Seokjin went in after him, sitting next to him. "Hoseok, do you want to get rid of me? I can go back to Taehyung if I really wanted to. Do you want me to?" Seokjin asked.

Hoseok looked out the window. "No, but you want to don't you? You want a man who can give you everything your heart desires and will treat you like a prince."

"Hoseok. Look at me." Seokjin took his hand. "Please."

Hoseok looked at him. His hand holding Seokjin's back.

"Taehyung is in the past. If I wanted to, I could've gone with him many years ago. I only want you." He said. He let go of Hoseok's hand and strattled his lap.

"Don't you want me too?" he asked, looking into Hoseok's eyes.

Hoseok's hands went to knead his butt, making him whimper. "You don't know how crazy you drive me." he said before making their lips connect into a strong kiss.

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heartbroken right now but at least i got to finish this :(

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