I know it's not the truth,
No matter what I tell myself
She's not as good, she's not as good as you.

Valentine's Day - LANY

Taehyung didn't know what force urged him to respond to every kiss and touch Jin is giving to him, one moment he is pressed against the door inside the car, then one moment he sees himself in the backseat straddling Jin's lap. There's only one thing that he knows and fully registers to his head, that is how Jin fully overtook his being robbing him out of his senses. The way Jin's lips did wonders against his own lips moving with great mastery knowing what buttons to push to make him crazily wanton over him. It's crazy how every kiss on his flesh seems to send back the life his soul had lost in the past months. How his whimpers of great ecstasy wiped away all the tears he shed for the man he is with.

Jin moved from his lips to the crook of his neck that is now exposed as his shirt was now unbuttoned with Jin's hand caressing on him. They are not moving hastily but the opposite, taking in every second, every minute that they have with each other. Taehyung was ready to risk it all. Nothing in their surroundings ever mattered how the glass of their windows slowly fogs up as the heat in their bodies arises contrasting the rainy cold weather outside.

Jin got a hold of his waist and pressed him harder to himself. Jin's eyes went darker as he felt that Taehyung wants him too. He continued rubbing themselves together not caring about the fabric that confined their hardness. Taehyung's moans drive him over the edge making him lose all his self-restraint.

His hands left Taehyung's waist and opened his pants while his lips were still busy marking Taehyung's chest and collarbones. He grabbed Taehyung's hand on his chest and slid it downwards throwing his head back when Taehyung's hand made contact with his member.

Taehyung on the other hand tensed and Namjoon's face popped up on his head.

"Stop. Jin -ah ... Shit s-stop!" He removed Jin's hand and withdrew from Jin and settled on the empty side of the backseat with his breathing heavy from what they did.

"Why?" Jin was so bewildered. "What's wrong?"

"Listen, everything here was wrong. I know you won't care about what I will feel after this. Maybe you're thinking that this is a way to make me stop loving you or as you put it, to quench my thirst for you," Taehyung paused for a moment, "you made me look like a whore with that phrase, don't you? But it's not about me. Have mercy on Namjoon. Don't hurt him, he loves you. I know how that feels, giving everything but not receiving something in return.

Let's stop this. Whatever this is."

"What if I don't want to stop this? What if I want more?" Jin asked while his eyes shut not looking at Taehyung.

"Why? Why would you want more? Why would you not want to stop this?"

"Because he's not as good as you." He plainly stated

"So, you just want someone to fuck! That's all! That's what you want?"

Taehyung started undressing as tears flow from his eyes. He unbuttoned his shirt again, then his pants, "You want this? Then go! Fuck me! Use me! Isn't that what you're good at? Making me feel less about myself? Go on! I won't protest this time!" When he was sliding down his pants Jin tried to stop him.

"That's not what I meant. Fuck! Stop that!" He grabbed both of his wrists and made him stop undressing in front of him.

"Then what?! I'm sick of this game. I will chase you, then you will leave. I will decide to move on, then you will pop up out of nowhere making me feel things, and when I'm certain that you also love me, you will tear me down to pieces.

What do you want? Why do you do this?"

"Then don't leave. Just stay where you are. I don't want you to move. I don't want you to." Jin looked defeated but Taehyung is fuming.

"Answer me why, and I will stay!"

"Because you're mine! You are fucking mine! No Jungkook, No Jimin, not even Namjoon's name should come out of your lips!"