Jungkook gulped aloud when he realized where he saw Park Jimin before.

Yes. He was now Park Jimin. No longer Jiminie hyung.

Park fucking Jimin who got fucked by the one and only Kim Taehyung and had the audacity to be friendly with Jungkook.

Okay fine. It's not like Jiminie hyung even knew his feelings towards Kim Taehyung.

"You okay Jungkook ssi?"

The younger's attention went back to the supermodel, smiling awkwardly as he realized he had no idea on how to speak, let alone how to strike up decent conversations. The expertise behind how to operate a voice box seemed to have left his body.

"Uh-huh. Yeah. Good." He finally stuttered out.

Good job Jungkook. You've just made it clear you're dumb.

Kim Taehyung smiled so wide, giving his signature box grin to Jungkook and his heart skipped a beat.

"You're beautiful."

"Thanks. I heard you the first time though."

"Did I just say that out loud again?"

"Yes. And I don't mind it."

Jungkook palmed his reddened face, wishing the earth would just swallow him whole right now.

Fuck.

"Yeap. Still out loud."

"Damnit."

To his surprise Kim Taehyung laughed aloud, and brought his fist up to cover his mouth as the beautiful sound left his lips.

"You're interesting, Jeon Jungkook ssi."

"Oh please. Just Jungkook."

The older man smiled. "Call me Taehyungie hyung. Or just Taehyung. I don't mind. Unless of course you have other names for me."

Like daddy?

"Uh... I'll call you hyung."

"Perfect." He smiled again and Jungkook's knees went weak. "This is a party Jungkookie. You're not drunk enough." He motioned at the server to offer Jungkook a glass of champagne and the younger man took it.

He quickly downed it and placed the glass on the table.

It wasn't because he was that thristy. It was because his hands were shaking too much from the way his name rolled off Kim Taehyung's tongue.

Jungkookie.

Fuck.

I'm getting turned on.

Fuck.

Jungkook cleared his throat to sum up courage just to say:

"Excuse me while I go to the men's room to relief myself."

And he bit his tongue too hard he tasted blood.

"I- I mean, I just needed to pee. Not that you needed to know. But I wasn't like going to do anything.. dirty. Fuck." The last word was a whisper but he was sure Kim Taehyung caught it as his eyes went wide in amazement.

Again, to Jungkook's surprise, the man laughed heartily, the corners of his eyes creased and Jungkook was loving the lines.

"Please do." The beautiful man said as he directed Jungkook to the men's room.

After thanking the supermodel sheepishly, Jungkook half-ran to the toilet, his hand in front of his crotch, trying to hide his semi boner.

Quickly going in, Jungkook locked himself in the second stall. The first one was occupied but he would try to be as quiet as possible. Plus, the man next door might just leave soon.

"Shh."

Jungkook frowned.

"You shh."

"Seriously shh! He could hear us!"

"You do realize you're the one who's talking too much right?"

"Shut up Yoongi hyung!"

"And you just gave away my name, Jiminie."

"You just gave away mine!"

Jungkook's mouth just formed a very big O.

"Wait hyung.. mmmm..."

"You've been a bad boy, Jiminie."

"Hyung, now."

"Turn around. Bend over."

"Please hyung now— fuuccckkk..."

Jungkook looked down to his now full on hard-on.

"You okay baby?"

"Mmhm. Move."

"Oh fuck you're tight."

The wall between the two cubicles started to shake.

"Harder hyung!"

The wall started to move as if it could collapse any second now. The third man had started to feel the other two might not even care he was listening anymore.

"Fuck baby. It feels so good inside you."

"Hyung touch me too. Oh fuck I'm cumming!"

"Fuck!"

Groans, moans and obscene skin slapping sounds later, everything went quiet except for ragged breaths and toilet paper holder clinking.

A few moments later Jungkook heard zippers pulled up (he was pretty sure it wouldn't be down since it wasn't logical).

"That was amazing baby boy."

He heard kisses.

"It was. I can't wait till we get back home."

"Then let's go now."

More kisses.

"We can't hyung. It's TaeTae's birthday. We have to be here."

"Urgh fine. Make it up to me tonight."

Even more kisses.

"Of course... Daddy..."

Jungkook's saliva went down the wrong pipe.

"Umm.. next door guy. Sorry."

Jungkook heard Jiminie hyung said while giggling.

"For all we know he could have been jacking off to us fucking."

A soft slap. Jungkook wanted to believe it was aimed at the silver-haired guy's arm and not anywhere else.

"Ouch."

"Don't say that!"

"Fine. Sorry."

"So... Umm next door guy.. enjoy the rest of the party!"

With that the two men exited the room and for a moment Jungkook just stood there, his pants finally felt looser after a few breathing techniques.

He heard the door open.

"Jungookie? You okay?"

Kim Taehyung?

"Yeah I'm good."

"Are you sure?"

Jungkook didn't want to come out now. The tent at the front of his pamts was clearly going down but he needed just a little bit more time.

"Yeah I'm sure."

Jungkook had to stall.

"Are you feeling sick? Do you need medicines? Or water? Let me get you some water."

"No, no really. No need."

"I'll get you some water."

Jungkook opened the door to his stall to stop him and met with Kim Taehyung's beautiful blue eyes filled with concern.

"What's wrong? You've been here for quite some time. I was getting worried."

"Ah no. There was a.. situation and I got held back."

"I thought you fell sick because of the booze."

"No no. In fact I'm quiet sober now."

"So that boner is not because you're drunk then?"

Jungkook didn't even need to look down. He could feel it.

Fuck.