Aespa.
She didn't waver at the entrance.
She didn't bother scanning the dim room.
Her gaze was pinned on the object of her desire.
The handsome bartender who rejected her.
She moved,heels clicking on the floor, spine straight, jaw lifted with confidence. Her dress in crushed silk,the colour of a poisoned apple with a scandalous ruched neckline and long,tight sleeves – a paradox of exposure and coverage – reflexed gracefully, catching the neon lights in quick, liquid flashes, attracting the attention of a few drunken customers.
Behind the bar Jimin's face scrunched in revulsion.His jaw tightened a bit." You've got to be joking,man!"
Jungkook was already crushing her with his eyes, breaking out in cold sweat dribbling down his spine,stomach twining in edginess.
She had come there on purpose to stir trouble.
The younger was clearly ambushed. She had chosen to appear in the only place he couldn't cause a scene merely because he burnt all bridges with her.
His work.
Thinking Taehyung was a few feet away,to his office downstairs,he dreaded the possibility of another quarrel over a silly misunderstanding just like last time. Aespa was a red rag to a bull for his lover.
What the fuck did she want coming there?
She was specifically asked to stay the fuck away from him and his life after the last incident. Why was it so difficult for her to get it?
He wrenched his eyes away, keeping his hands busy. Glasses, bottles,ice. Anything but her. Too late. Aespa pranced towards the bar with a smug,the kind that felt deliberate and sharp around the edges." Jimin.. Jungkook.." she said casually.
Jimin threw a professional nod,hiding a grimace of disgust." Aespa. What brings you to our club? It's certainly not the booze and cheerful atmosphere."
" Your handsome friend." She replied without reservation.
" Mmm.. What can we get you? Whiskey? Vodka? Tequila?Arsenic?"
Her eyes shifted past him and his rude remark, fully settling on Jungkook's figure." I want to have a word with you,Kook."
Jungkook avoided her firm gaze, meticulously cleaning a glass with a towel." Now is not a good time."
" When is it then? When is it convenient for you?"
" I'm working." he answered flatly,voice cold and indifferent.
She laughed." Take a break. You're allowed to."
The glass in his finger nearly broke from wiping it too assertively." I already had my break. And it's too busy tonight." That woman was getting on his nerves with her insistence. He didn't want to be rude but he was afraid he had no choice.
She lifted up her head,hair gracefully flipping backwards, studying him with an obnoxious sneer that made Jimin wanna throw the bottle of tequila he was holding on her ugly face."It won't take long."
" I said no." His response was firmer this time.
Her smile didn't drop, instead she roared with laughter." I guess I'll sit right here then." she threw back calmly, resting a manicured hand on the bar, sitting on the edge of the stool."We'll make it obvious you're ignoring me Kook. Publicly. Loudly. Perhaps your new girlfriend will stop by and the ex meets the current." A deadset threat.
Jungkook's eyes flashed in anger. Her audacity was beyond his comprehension. He had actually believed that she'd deal with their separation in a subtle way considering they hadn't been dating for long or even slept together. It was more of a fling than an actual affair. No promises were made. Just two people enjoying each other's company, having a good time until it stopped being fun.
" Don't go that road, Aespa. I thought I've made myself clear. Never made any promises. Why do you insist so strongly?" He inhaled through his nose, slowly and controlled. The corner of his eye shifted between the main entrance and the back door in case Taehyung showed up unexpectedly, bracing himself for that terrifying possibility.
Aespa, rhythmically tapping her nails on the counter, smirked. " I have plenty of unanswered questions about a decision you took concerning my life. After your cruel rejection I deserve at least a few minutes of your time."
She wouldn't go away.
Jungkook could see that much.
She'd continue to come back again and again and her persistence would be the kick off for more misunderstandings with Taehyung. It was high time he put a stop to it. " Five minutes." Jungkook agreed, having no other choice, placing the glass and towel on the counter."Follow me."
Jimin, well aware of what was going on,snatched his arm, leaning and whispering in his ear." You don't owe her anything. Kim's not gonna like if.."
" I know." Jungkook answered back quickly."That's why I want it over and done with. Hope she gets the fucken message this time."
He signalled her with a nod,cracked open the back door on the left side leading to the upper offices and restrooms and stepped into the corridor – the music and commotion dulled to a distant pulse – without waiting for her.
" See? It wasn't that hard."The woman's smile brightened instantly, raising her perfectly shaped brow and reaching out to touch his face. Jungkook drew a few steps back towards the wall just to avoid her." I won't bite Kook."
" That's exactly what people who bite always say." he muttered sarcastically.
She barked a laugh." There was a time you liked it."
" You mistake me for someone else, Aespa. I don't enjoy being chewable." ' Well unless it involves Taehyung 's teeth munching on my body.' he shamelessly thought.
She crossed her arms on her chest,taking a long breath and said the only thing Jungkook didn't wanna hear." I want you back,baby. We had something good going on between us. We liked each other. We had fun. There were sparkles,passion. Why give all that up for some silly girl who can't understand or feel you?"
" We're done, Aespa. We're over. We've talked about this. I have no interest in you.. not the way you want and for your information my .. relationship isn't silly." he snapped at her, lips parting slightly,a mixture of rage for her persistence and offence for talking shit about Taehyung.
" I miss you,baby. Can't stop thinking about you. Please come back." She stood her ground.
Jungkook huffed." Are you deaf? No means no."
" Think rationally. We've got so much in common. I know you still have feelings for me. And I need you back."
" That's not something you demand. " His patience was taking a severe blow." Besides, I like what I have now. It's what I've always wanted." His words landed clean. Not cruel but final.
Her shoulders stiffened, taking a step forward,hands banging the wall, trapping Jungkook between them. Rage and fear seething in his veins. From his perspective he had two choices. Either push her away and shout at her – he detested using his strength on women – or try to reason with her to abandon her delusional fantasies.
Unfortunately,he was caught off guard when he instinctively shifted back but there was nowhere to go. His shoulders met the cold surface while she pressed her body on his, placed her leg between his thighs and locked her lips on his neck.
His stomach stirred at the sharp scent of her perfume stinging his lungs and his need to vomit was stronger than ever. But before he could react and jerk her away,a wrathful, raspy voice cut through the air like blades.
" What the fuck is going on? Step away from him!"
A shadow fell over them.
Taehyung.
Jungkook shut his eyes,heart racing,palms and forehead covered in sweat,his head buzzing and putting his trembling hands on her shoulders he tugged her aside. His heart stumbled.
Oh fuck! He was in deep shit! Catching them in that position, Taehyung might have gotten the wrong idea believing he had allowed it to happen.
Aespa straightened, slowly turning with a surprised smile to face the intruder." Excuse me?"
Taehyung was already marching forward,jaw clenched, eyes dark, rage rolling off him in waves. He spared no glance at her,his focus was locked on Jungkook, scanning him like he was checking for damage, brushing her aside and shielding one from the other.
" Taehyung – I.." he blurted." It's not what you think.. I swear.." Jungkook managed to lisp and was knocked down by his own reaction. It was shocking for him to act like a damsel in distress. He was a grown ass man,no stranger to these kinds of shitty situations.
Her agenda was transparent to Taehyung,seeing right through her plot and knew for a fact she had no intention of giving up easily. Throughout the night something didn't feel right and he was on his way to the bar when he witnessed the scene in the corridor and the woman's immodest behaviour.
Not that it came as a surprise for him. He bet half his fortune she'd pull a stand like that not because she was in love with Jungkook but because she was a sore loser.
The man finally darted his gaze on her. " You." he pointed out coldly." Keep your hands to yourself."
Aespa chuckled, rubbing her chin." This is between me and my boyfriend so take a hike."
He approached her, towering, unblinking, like a predator eliminating competition." We both know that's a lie."
The words landed heavy on her but her sneer remained unbothered." Who the hell do you think you are? Just because he works for you,you interrupt a private conversation?"
" My club. My rules. Don't like them? The door's over there." His head pointed towards the direction of the door leading to the bar.
The woman frowned, squeezing her lips in a thin line." You don't tell me what to do. I'll talk to Kook whether you like it or not. Even if your precious club hears it. Even if I cause a scene." She stubbornly refused to quit and forced the older to realise the only way to weed her out was to blatantly tell her the nature of his and Jungkook's relationship.
At least half of it.
But not in public.
So he gestured down the hall." My office. Now." There was a vulgar command in his calm that didn't invite argument.
She faltered, obviously thrown off, then lifted her chin up." Fine."
Taehyung didn't move till she stepped away. Only then did he slant over,his hand deliberately brushed Jungkook's wrist, before guiding them down the stairs towards his office.
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Kim's office held the faint smell of whiskey and smoke. The door opened and shut with a loud bang.
Aespa turned on her heels instantly." I don't appreciate being dragged around by someone who isn't part of this." she snapped, folding her arms." You're his boss not his keeper. I'm his girlfriend."
Taehyung got the hump but swayed his head,a wicked leer coating his lips. He leaned back against his desk,arms loose, expression almost bored as he winked at Jungkook to stand beside him." You were cornering my employee in the corridor. That makes it my business. Plus you have broken up. Lies will get you nowhere."
" I was talking to him. Because he's mine." she jeered,a grin from ear to ear.
Jungkook winced at the statement. How difficult was it to understand there was nothing left between them? Did she have a death wish?
Because judging by Taehyung 's daunt expression,she was riding for a fall.
" I'm not yours." Jungkook retorted, shifting next to Tae. If he had any guilt left for how he ended things with her,it was long gone.
" Kook please! I came to take you back."Aespa continued her rumbling,voice composed and serene and her eyes trailed to Taehyung."You're standing in the way of something that doesn't concern you.."
The older slightly tossed his head to the side, carefully studying her and rolled his eyes."Interesting!" he murmured."Because from where I'm standing you resemble someone arguing with a door that's already shut and sealed."
She inched closer to them." Kook needs time to weigh his options and decide who's the best choice for him. Me, not that silly bimbo."
Taehyung couldn't help but burst out laughing. He was called many things but silly bimbo? That was the first! She actually thought Jungkook traded her for another woman! She was in for a huge surprise! And he'd enjoy every minute of her astonishment when hearing the truth.
" Stop calling me Kook! "
" Baby.."
" I don't love you." Jungkook ultimately admitted,hands curling into fists at his sides. It was bloody time he put an end to it. Behaving with courtesy to a woman who continued to live in her fantasies wasn't the proper approach." I don't want you. I've moved on. You should do the same. Find a guy who will love you and build a life. But leave me alone. We're not the first couple that breaks up and certainly won't be the last."
Her face became a mask of rage and dissatisfaction." You're confused. This isn't you baby."
" Don't call me that!" he lashed out, grinding his teeth." I ain't your baby!"
Taehyung drew deep exhales through his nose, something between a sigh and a laugh. He never expected she'd have the guts to pursue Jungkook knowing he was unavailable." He's not confused. He's done pretending. Done caring. " he said gently.
Aespa snapped her eyes back at him, pressing her red, glossy lips together, wrinkles forming at the corners." And you'd know that how exactly? Are you his friend? His confessor? What?"
The man's lips twitched with suppressed amusement. He pulled out a packet of cigarettes and a silver lighter from his inside pocket,lit it and drew a sharp inhale and passed it on to Jungkook who took a hard drag,the acrid smoke hitting the back of his throat. He definitely needed the calming effect of a cigarette, having to deal with absurd situations.
On a dime, Taehyung grabbed Jungkook's wrist, back hugging him." Should we tell her or.. show her,baby?" His dulcet question ghosted over the boy's ear, giving him goosebumps.
" Tae.. you don't have to.. "
The older hushed him ." I'm.. his lover."
The room went still. Aespa's breath clogged in her throat, eyes popping out, mouth dropping,staring without blinking as if she had seen a ghost." WHAT?"
Jungkook swallowed hard,a huge lump forming in his throat,body shaking but nodded once. "We're together." Something stirred inside him. That simple act of Taehyung's body colliding with his,hand possessively hooked around his waist,made his heart flutter.. or even worse. It set his blood ablaze and the bulge between his thighs to twitch.
His other hand warily slithered from his neck to his shoulder and then to his chest, marking his territory. With a practiced flick Taehyung undid the two middle buttons of his shirt, creeping beneath the fabric, palm feeling the warmth of the burning flesh.
As a husky sigh broke free from Jungkook's lips, vibrating in his chest, every nerve was a live wire of want, Taehyung 's cock began rubbing on the boy's ass tantalisingly slow.
His eyes blinked once.. twice.. it was damn hard to keep them open and not submit to the yearning building up inside his veins.
Aespa's expression instantly fractured. Her eyeballs popped out,her mouth crinkled and brow arched curiously.
Why was that obnoxious man touching her boyfriend?
Why were his hands all over him? What the fuck was happening?
But above all, why was Jungkook looking so vulnerable and lost in his arms? He never had that expression when being with her.
Disbelief followed by anger then something wounded and sharp." That's not funny."
" Not joking." Taehyung replied casually, sensing Jungkook's trembling at his touch.
She attempted to move but stopped dead in her tracks.letting out a short,incredulous laugh."You expect me to buy this? He hates you and he's not .. gay. He's straight.. I know it. He'd never in a million years be with you. That's sick."
" My personal preferences are not of your concern. Whether I'm gay or bi it's my damn business and it's not sick." Jungkook sharply exclaimed and surprisingly admitting it wasn't as painful as he had imagined. It felt more of a relief.
" Impossible." Aespa jabbed forward but stopped, noticing Taehyung 's intimidating gaze." No. I refuse to believe it. You're doing this on purpose to make me give up on us. No! No! " Her hands trembled, ruffling her long hair,head buzzing and needles piercing her temples.
"You rejected me for a man? A man?" She scoffed,her eyes swarming in contempt. " You had.. me and left me for him?" Her hand raised, pointing at Taehyung.
" I chose him." Jungkook divulged, hand cupping Taehyung's on his waist,giving her the final blow as something broke inside her. She foolishly thought getting back together with Jungkook would be a piece of cake. A little persistence,a few calls,a few unexpected visits at the club in seductive outfits, plenty of provocative gazes full of need would do the trick and he'd fall for it.
Boy was she getting the wrong end of the stick!
Her rival for his heart wasn't another woman but a man! A devilishly handsome man with deep pockets and a mysterious aura that made your skin crawl.
Taehyung licked his earlobe softly." That's right. He chose ME. I'm fucking him and he loves it, don't you baby?"
Jungkook, still in a haze, nodded." Yes.." he sighed out,his body was burning with need,his senses alight and didn't give a rat's ass if she was present. Maybe seeing them together would finally shut her up. And Kim had that much effect on him. One whisper,one touch,one peck could ignite a fire within him.
Aespa had had enough! She lunged forward in menace, forcefully jerking Taehyung 's hand away from Jungkook, gripping on his wrist but the man swiftly shoved her, accidentally making her lose her balance as she snatched the black chair on her left in order not to fall flat." You're lying! Get your fucken hands off my man! He's mine! MINE!"
" I'M NOT!" Jungkook's eyes flashed in wrath at her tenacity. Taking deep breaths to relax – if possible – he continued." This is getting ridiculous. I'm not yours. I was never yours. The sooner you realise it,the better for you."
Taehyung shielded the younger with his body, towering and decisive, muscles tensed,a strong churning feeling in his stomach and eyes sprouting wrath at the deranged woman.
"Enough! Shut your mouth! Jungkook belongs to me. He's my lover and it won't ever change. So do us all a favour and get the hell out of here before I call security and they throw you out. If you bother us again I'll make you pay and you have no idea what I am capable of doing to protect what's mine."
His dictatorial, gravelly tone caused her to blanch,her limbs shaking from fear, resentment and from being a sore loser. Nobody else had rejected her before, especially for a man!
" You left me for.. him? For.. for that?" She gestured at Taehyung with a scornful jab of her hand " For his money? His power? You sold yourself for a few bucks and luxury? What does he have that I don't?" She gushed out venom.
" A dick,honey!" Taehyung growled, leaving her dumbfounded." A huge dick that makes him pass out every time he's fucking his brains out! Now get the fuck out of my club and don't show your disgusting face here again!"
Aespa had no choice but to retrieve for the time being. She lifted up her chin, adjusted her mini dress, pride trying to stitch her together." This isn't over." she derisively warned them to earn a malicious sneer from the man.
" It is in this room."
She barged out, irked,heels sharp against the floor,fury dangling behind her, banging the door.
The moment the door shut Jungkook released a breath he didn't realise he was holding. It was hard to grasp what had happened. Aespa acting like a lunatic, shouting, demanding, spitting venom, Taehyung claiming him in a way nobody ever did.
And he.. he behaved like a helpless, fragile puppet which was completely out of character for a badass guy like him. Nevertheless,he somehow enjoyed seeing how Kim protected him. He bloody well knew that revealing their 'relationship ' wasn't on his agenda.
" I'm sorry.." Jungkook whispered,his voice shaking to match his body.
" Not your fault."
" Do you think she'll keep insisting?"
" Most likely."
" I'm sorry you had to expose our.. thing."
Taehyung abruptly rotated and folded his arms on his chest." Thing.. ?"
Jungkook's cheeks flashed red." You know.. our relationship.. or whatever you call it."
A sudden wave of chill plunged into his core when the man kept staring at him with an unreadable look. One he couldn't decipher. But the man pulled him by the wrist, giving him an armful of hugs and God knew how much Jungkook needed it. He needed to feel his body tangled in his.
" What were you thinking, dating her?"
" Beats me. Could I claim momentary insanity?"
" Easily. One must be confused to date her!" Taehyung caressed his hair,feeling his hot breath on his neck.
And the next words kind of slipped from the boy's mouth." It was a distraction from you.. from what I truly wanted." He cursed inside his head but it was too late to take them back.
Hell! Taehyung already knew it,so..?
" What was that? " His lips filled with self satisfaction knowing the answer in advance.
Jungkook nuzzled his face in his crook to hide the blushing of his cheeks. Sometimes he could hardly recognise himself around Kim."You. I wanted you and it was hard to admit it." He huffed." You weren't making it easier either."
" Don't blame me,baby boy. I had my eyes on you and pursued you."
" A bit rough and a lot unscrupulous." The simple touch of their bodies,the softness of his voice had awakened Jungkook's hunger for sex and was battling to bridle that need since they were in their workplace and he was supposed to be behind the bar instead of his boss's arms.
Not that he was complaining.
" It worked and quite successfully I might add." Taehyung's deliberate movement of gently pressing his cock on Jungkook's was what actually coerced his next words.
" Taehyung..? I'm sort of.. horny."
The man chuckled yet his dark eyes indicated his own lustful desire." Why am I not surprised?" he teased him.
" Don't blame the victim! You started it! Touching me. Rubbing your dick on me!" He swathed his right leg around the man's hip, rubbing their cocks together, unable to cork a moan while his lips pecked and kissed the base of his neck and it was Taehyung's turn to groan.
" Playing the victim card?" He pressed his cock on Jungkook's hard-on, smirking like the devil."It won't work on me. I know first hand what a cockslut you are."
Another set of moans rented the room as the friction turned sharper and rougher. Jungkook's hands grabbed the man's shoulders, rocking his hips." Truth be told I am.. " a sly smug coating his lips." I'm a cockslut,a cum dump and I love sucking your cock and squirt." With boldness,his right hand crawled down his forearm,hip, landing between the older's thighs,fingers stroking his cock, feeling it growing harder.
" Playing dirty,baby boy." voice hoarse and gruffy.
" Learned from the best, daddy."
Taehyung found himself in a difficult situation. On one hand he wanted nothing more than to pin him against the desk,pound that ass and watch him squirt but on the other hand Jungkook was unjustifiably absent from his work and could raise suspicions. Taehyung didn't give a damn what people would think but didn't want the younger one to deal with malicious comments from the others.
With a heavy heart and a cock hard as a fucken rock, he slowly stepped back." It will have to wait. "
Jungkook whined and pouted at the sudden withdrawal."Why?
" Too complicated." he eventually replied, not wanting to explain further but observing the disappointment in his eyes he added." Promise me you'll be that slutty once we get home."
" Like taking candy from a baby." Jungkook eventually whispered, grasping his words. They were in public, inside an office anyone could come at any time and catch them doing unholy things. Plus Jungkook should be working right now.
Taehyung groped his ass with both hands and rubbed his nose on his. " The last thing I want is to make matters difficult for you at work. If rumours get out we're together.."
" People will gossip and judge." Jungkook eked out, sighing,his fingers skimming the man's back.
" It's the force of nature,baby boy."
The younger hoisted his head,eyes pinned on Taehyung's provocative lips."Could I ask for a kiss before I go back to that asylum?"
The smirk on the older's mouth was a sufficient reply. Taehyung's hand cupped Jungkook's jaw,thumb resting just beneath his lip piercing, steady and warm. His tongue caressed the edge of the boy's lips like a whisper of contact.
They couldn't resist. Their lips met with hunger,teeth clashing,breaths mingling,moans gushing out. The man's mouth devoured Jungkook's, tongue starvingly swirling and savouring the taste of mint, bodies pressing together in a surge.
Jungkook's fingers curled into Taehyung 's shirt, anchoring himself there in an attempt to make it last. To feel the heat.
Taehyung was the first to pull out. He gasped, breath struggling to come out. " Better go back.. because if you don't I'm gonna fuck you and the hell with everyone."
Jungkook's mouth lifted up with self satisfaction as his fingers brushed on the man's neck just above his collar." I'll obey this time.." he gently pushed him back, closing his shirt." But next time I want you to fuck me on the desk. Got it?"
" Yes,sir!" Taehyung winked, watching him leave the room and reality hit him. He'd never get free from that fraidy cat pretending to be a badass.
The sudden beeping of his phone led him behind the desk. A message from Seojoon.
' I've got infos about the DEAL. Meet
me tomorrow at 9. My office.'
' DEAL' was the code name for the club's illegal activities. Finally a breakthrough after so long. He texted back immediately.
' I'll be there.'
He sat on the chair,legs stretched under the desk, gripping tightly on the glass of whiskey, taking a sip. His mind should be focused on the news and what Seojoon had for him. Strangely all he could think about was new ways to fuck that gorgeous hunk who just left.
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" You're back. In one piece." Jimin said, sliding a glass into place with technical accuracy.
" Mmmm.." Jungkook hummed,taking his place next to him and felt his friend's scorching gaze on him.
Jimin briefly paused to give him time and then went for it." You have officially hit the 'walked back from a crime scene ' level of hush. Start talking mister before my imagination goes wild!"
Jungkook blinked at him, leaning both hands on the counter." I didn't kill her, you know!'
" Bammer!" Jimin drawled with apparent disappointment." Then explain your face."
Jungkook exhaled through his nose, grabbed a towel and started wiping an already spotless counter." Aespa cornered me in the corridor."
Jimin arched a brow,not from astonishment but from the knowledge he was right to begin with."Defined cornered. Metaphorically speaking or hostage situation?"
" Hostage situation." Jungkook lisped closer to his ear." She wanted me back and wouldn't take no for an answer."
A slow, weary shake of his head was Jimin's response." What did you expect? Creepy Annabelle strikes again! " He scoffed." What were you thinking, dating her?"
Jungkook chuckled because it wasn't the first time he heard it." Huh? Funny!Taehyung asked me the same thing."
" Well.. great minds think alike..wait a minute.." he froze mid sentence, realising Jungkook's words." Kim? Saw you? Ah! The plot thickens!" he blurted, rubbing his palms together.
" No shit! He took us to his office to avoid becoming a laughing stock. She insisted on sprouting nonsense like I was hers or something. Like he had no business interfering. You know .. I don't hit women, it's one of my principles but God Jiminssi! I really wanted to slap her!"
The older knew exactly how he felt and where this was going so he let him get them out of his chest.
" I mean things sometimes don't work out between people. They lose interest.. they think they need a person only to find out it was a lie.. Some of us are confused and I didn't make any promises for ' live happily ever after'. It was casual. One of those ' let's date and see where it gets us' kind of thing. She took it more seriously considering we were dating for a few months. What would have happened if we were together for a year? Trying on wedding dresses and booking a venue or going school hunting for our first kid?"
" You got a point. And I can't help wondering if.. if she's.."
" If what..?"
Jimin drew in a long breath." If she needs professional help. She's deranged. And I hate telling you ' I told you so'. "
" Yeah,you did. Then Taehyung said.." he stopped then continued." He blurted out that we're together."
The irritating bar noise seemed to dim around them,like the world was hushing for them to talk. Jimin slowly turned to Kook,set the bottle he was holding on the counter and leaned closer." He said that… interesting!"
Jungkook nodded." Straight out. Composed. Calm. No hesitation. Just" he snapped his fingers." There it was. Out in the open."
Jimin observed him. His eyes scanned him from top to bottom. Jungkook wasn't shaking. He wasn't panicking either. He looked relieved,steady as if something had lifted off his shoulders. The burden he was carrying with him since childhood. The denial he was sinking in each time somebody made a comment about his sexuality. It was gone!
" How did she take it?"
" Not very well. She put up quite a fight. Screaming, laughing, doubting then shouting again. Taehyung kicked her out."
The older hummed under his breath."Wow!"
" What..?"
" Nothing." Jimin was quick to respond but his eyes held softness." Your disgusting, emotionally constipated billionaire sugar daddy didn't simply protect his pride. He protected you. Contract or not that's what he did, pal."
Jungkook frowned." You think?"
Jimin threw him a sideways glance." He didn't have to claim you out loud. He could have called security or left you alone to handle her,instead of risking the exposure. Who knows what she's capable of. Anyhow,he wanted to show her who you belong to. Possessive daddy.."
The older spotted the flash of his wrist and his lips curled up in a sneer."Spontaneous buy or a gift?" His eyes meaningfully landed on the shiny bracelet sparkling around Jungkook's wrist.
The younger made no attempt to hide it inside the cuff of his white shirt."Taehyung's effort to live up to the 'sugar daddy' title."
Jimin crooned, pursing his rosy lips and whistling." It seems expensive."
" A compensation."
" For what?" What did he do?"
" I paid for my gaming equipment,he got offended so he bought me this."
" Wise move. As time passes I like him even more. So generous and with exceptional taste." Jimin commended casually.
" I wouldn't say that in front of hyung."
" My Yoongi isn't threatened by your daddy,Kook."
" Whatever floats your boat, shorty."
Jimin disregarded the comment about his height because something else occupied his mind. His suspicions were confirmed in the most obvious way. Kim's behaviour had absolutely nothing to do with their contract.
He didn't demand. He claimed Jungkook. They were both tangled in a contract relationship that somehow stood above signatures and terms but they were too pigheaded to face the music.
Living under the same roof,having sex every day, sharing moments and parts of their everyday life, created intimacy,bonding and consequently developing feelings. They'd eventually have to deal with it.
They were in a serious relationship.
A real one.
As a couple.
But who was brave enough to tell them?
Not Jimin! He loved his gorgeous face and Jungkook had a freaking strong fist.
He deliberately made no other comment and returned to work, hiding his thoughts about how Taehyung didn't draw the line. He drew a circle and Jungkook was unmistakably inside it.
The younger was quiet again, absorbed in his own disturbing and baffled thoughts. Only this time it was different. Thoughtful. Sincere. Real. A hidden part of him took immense pleasure in Taehyung's claim,his touch,his boldness.
He wasn't pretentious or fake. His words,still echoing in his head,made his stomach stir from satisfaction and thrill,the blood in his veins bubble.
A tiny smile crinkled his lips, letting out a deep sigh, biting his piercing. He couldn't wait to go home and cuddle in his arms. He didn't mind not fucking tonight as long as Taehyung held him in his warm embrace, whispering what a good boy he was for his daddy..
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Next morning.
The kitchen was washed in pale sunlight and the smell of fresh coffee hung in the air,rich and grounding, along with the sizzling in the pan. Jungkook stood barefoot at the counter,over the stove,sleeves of one of Taehyung's oversized shirts pushed up,hair slightly damp from the shower and a bit unruly in a way that suggested sleep wasn't taken seriously after a night of wild, rough sex.
Taehyung leaned against the table,arms crossed over his chest, observing him with appreciation and obvious shame. The man felt relaxed in a rare, unguarded way as if last night lifted something heavy off his shoulders and forgot to give it back.
His dark eyes lingered on Jungkook's figure. The curves of his body,the purple bruises and fingermarks on his thighs,the blots on his neck. He stretched one leg under the table, slurping back on the chair." You know.." he said, voice still rough." I've got people for this job and you didn't have to wake up this early to make us breakfast."
Jungkook hummed, flipping something in the pan with practiced ease." Funny. Because here you are mooching on my labour."
" I'm not mooching." Taehyung responded instantly." I'm emotionally investing."
Jungkook snorted." You're hovering." He sensed his presence and eyes on him.
Taehyung had already gotten up, standing just a breath away, head above the boy's right shoulder." I'm supervising."
" You're in my way, Kim." The corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Taehyung's face and his body tensed.
" Eggs are perfect,bacon crispy, not burnt. Toast is golden, coffee smells heavenly.. Mmmm.. that's suspicious Jeon."
Jungkook glanced back, brows frowned."Suspicious? You think I'd poison you, daddy?"
" Well…" Taehyung lisped, grabbing a piece of bacon from the plate." Nobody should wake up this early,tired from… exercise and still cook "
" You mean from wild sex because I distinctively recall a certain someone fucking me in every part of the bedroom, shoving toys inside my ass while watching me squirt till I passed out." he cunningly corrected him, gently pushing him to remove the rest of the food from the pan to the plate.
" That's one way of putting it." he jeered, winking at him and munching on the bacon.
" For your information,this is called skill and spite. I refuse to let exhaustion win."
Taehyung laughed out loud and reached out,fingers grazing the boy's hip, giving him shivers down his spine as if his body recognized what would follow. He softly rubbed his cock on Jungkook's right thigh while stepping back to return to his seat.
Just a single touch from Taehyung and his skin sparked with lust,heat sluicing in his veins.His hands trembled, removing the pan from the stove, putting it aside. He breathed in and out steadily, containing the desire before it could surface, internally scolding his weakness in responding every time Taehyung touched him.
He served breakfast, sitting opposite the man, nervously stirring on the chair. The food was amazing, comforting. Taehyung took a bite of the eggs and bacon,then another one more slowly that time.
" I've eaten in the best restaurant in the world.I've had chefs trained in Paris with Michelin stars serve me hand and foot.. None of them really cared about my stomach like this."
Jungkook smiled into his coffee. He could get used to being complimented by Kim." They weren't feeding you after a very.. productive night."
" Productive,huh?" Taehyung repeated, sneering." I thought it was ' fuck till you pass out' kind of night,baby boy."
The boy kicked his ankle under the table, putting the cup on the table and breaking the egg yolk with a piece of toast." Eat before it gets cold. I'm not cooking again for your sorry ass,old man."
As they began eating quietly, exchanging meaningful glances, Taehyung 's mind was restless and body riddled with blazing heat. Jungkook must have been depleted from being fucked all night and his body needed rest to cope with today's load of work and he ought to be more compassionate and thoughtful,not letting his wicked mind fantasizing Jungkook on the kitchen table,legs spread open and fucking the man's mouth with his big cock.
He huffed, squeezing the fork in his fingers and stuffing his mouth with eggs, bacon and toast just to keep his dirty mouth shut.
" So… " at some point Jungkook said." I have a double shift tonight. I'm filling in for a sick colleague so I'm leaving early."
" Define early."
" Around four."
Taehyung nodded his head, cramming down his mouthful, washing it down with a generous sip of black coffee." I've got meetings I don't want to attend. A business lunch with some clients who will pretend not to notice I'm distracted."
" You won't come home for lunch? I won't see you during the day?
" I'm afraid not. "
The younger 's heart strangely sank in his chest at the possibility of not seeing him until late at night but gave him a pretentious smile."You're distracted,old man? I blame it on the centuries you carry on your back." he hummed, chewing his crispy bacon and toast,gaze darting left and right.The joke was lame,he knew that much, however he didn't want Taehyung to see his disappointment.
" Chronically." The man waggled his shoulders." But today I'll blame your coffee."
" You don't like my coffee,Kim?" He booped his round nose." That's a blow below the belt,old man "
" It's completely ruining my professional reputation but I love it." he stated smoothly,fingers playing with the butter knife,his subconscious making lewd cohesions regarding a..
Nope! Wouldn't go down that road.
He was seriously fucked up!
Jungkook chuckled then laughed utterly unguarded and the man watched him, absorbing every expression, gesture, movement. That version of him in the morning,relaxed, domestic was something he was becoming fond of.
They hadn't talked about Aespa.
They didn't need to.
It was an unfortunate incident none of them had the will to discuss even though they suspected it wasn't over. She'd return, create problems and demand her boyfriend back. Taehyung would be ready to deal with her craziness.
Jungkook refilled the man's cup without asking, spread butter and honey on a toast and offered it to him. The city outside the window kept moving. The sun was hiding behind the gigantic skyscrapers and the younger couldn't help but wonder if he was hiding things that way and at some point they'd surface.
A deep sigh escaped his lips before he could bite it back and thankfully the man didn't hear it. Taehyung's attention was still captured by lewd thoughts and the certainty that if he missed this chance it would be virtually impossible to concentrate on work. And today was an extremely important day.
Taehyung finished eating his toast, wiped his hands and the corner of his lips with a napkin and slumped back to his chair, stretching his right leg and folding his left one. " Come here."
Jungkook gazed at him with apparent curiosity."Where?"
" On the table. Legs spread. Shirt open." He pushed the dishes aside, creating space,the knife between his fingers.
Fire licked across Jungkook's skin,his throat worked as he swallowed in sharp anticipation,head buzzing. He slowly got up,went round the table and at the same time unbuttoned the shirt with quivering fingers. He didn't feel exposed not wearing underwear. He felt surges of thrill swathing his body.
His ass met the edge of the table, making himself comfortable and spreading his legs. His hard on twitched and throbbed, already leaking precum. He took one deep breath and waited."What do you have in mind, daddy?"
Taehyung's lips formed a devilish sneer."Something you'll definitely like.." He sliced a small piece of butter,gliding it over Jungkook's left nipple,the tip grazing his sensitive skin. He let out a helpless cry,the softness of the butter made his flesh prickle.
The younger searched for support by resting both palms on the table and slightly arching his upper body,his voice breaking into another moan while the knife laid over the other nipple and his Adam's apple bobbed, leaving him with a spine – tingling sensation.
The older took his time watching how his body trembled at the touch of the sharp object, satisfaction and delight flickering in his dark eyes. " You can't deny it excites you. It stirs something in you.. more than just a desire..danger.. fear.."
The knife slid lower, along his flat stomach,above his belly button then lower, past his panging cock, straight to his left inner thigh. It moved with accuracy and persistence,not cutting but grazing the heated flesh. The tip pricked the line between his balls and thigh and Jungkook flinched.
Not from fear.. he wasn't scared but thrilled.
Instantly,the tip of the object dangled up Jungkook's cock to his moist slit, rubbing it. The butter melting,had become one with his skin,a sweet scent gushing out,the feeling of the cold blaze on his flesh. " So good.. oh fuck daddy… so freaking good.. "
Hearing the boy's words, a low, gravelly chuckle rattled Taehyung's chest." You get off at danger.. look how freaking hard you are.. nice.." The knife continued to rub his slit,a million ideas pestering his mind.
He dragged the object on his hole, stroking the clenching anus and Jungkook's head started buzzing,his breath caught in his throat and whimpered,unable to hold back. It was so exhilarating.. so tantalising lustful to let him do whatever the fuck he wanted. Use whatever objects the hell he wanted.
" What if I push it into your hole? Would my little whore like that? You would, wouldn't you? To have your filthy ass fucked with a knife… twisting it inside you… seeing you clench around it.." he hissed,the words gruff and taunting.
It took everything Taehyung had to keep his urges under control. His cock jerked and stung, confined in his grey pants and the lewd expression on his lover's face kindled a wildfire in his veins.
Jungkook was adrift in an ocean of his own twisted pleasure.
What the actual fuck?
What was wrong with him?
Because there was something seriously messed up about him..
Jungkook was utterly flabbergasted realising he'd love to have his hole fucked by a knife or anything his daddy would choose."Yeah… please.. fuck me with it! Shove it in and fuck me.. Oh bloody hell!" The tip of the knife poked around his ass hole but didn't push it in.
The older's mind was working in a different direction. In a swift move,he threw the knife on the table, his lips quirking as he twisted off the lid of the honey jar,dipping two fingers in, gathering some and smearing it on the younger's cock.
His next move was to scoop a knob of butter from the block with two fingers and vigorously knead it on the clenching hole while Jungkook was wandering in a fog with no path in sight. The touch made him shudder. His blood felt like a liquid heat. A stifled,ragged moan torn from him.
He braced himself against the table,back curving under the strain and spread his legs open. He had no time to think or understand Taehyung's bizarre act.. only feel.
The man without a warning, shoved his index and middle finger inside the hole, thrusting in and out,the butter melting and making loud ploppy sounds.
" Do you hear it? Feel my fingers thrusting inside you? " Taehyung twisted them around,the rough movement stirring his walls, crashing on his prostate.His tongue trailed slowly from the base of his cock,up to the drenched slit,covered in butter and honey, leaving kitten licks.
Jungkook's mind froze but his senses caught fire." Daddy… suck me please.. I need your mouth around my cock… please." he begged without shame, pushing his lower body.
" Such a needy whore for daddy." he snickered at Jungkook's lustful expression and kept plunging his fingers deeper and deeper, adding two more, finger fucking him to the brim." Your hole is clenching so tightly around my fingers.. It drives me crazy."
And while Taehyung 's tongue slithered up and down the boy's hard shaft and Jungkook moaned and shrieked like he went into heat,his mouth hooked around it, savouring the sweet and salty flavour, bobbing his head back and forth, enjoying the edible, sticky feeling of honey, swirling his tongue, sucking the slit, jerking down the foreskin with savageness.
Kim wanted everything.
He needed to push his lover to the edge.
Test his limits.
Watch him crumble to pieces.
Break..
Jungkook was exactly like that.
His arms were ready to give up and fall flat on the table but gritted his teeth because he wanted to witness Taehyung doing weird, unholy things to his body. He reached out and snatched the man's shoulders,the piercing grip forming marks on the skin, despite the cloth. His legs folded on the edge of the table for support.
The sensation of his fingers brutally fucking him,his mouth sucking his cock, smeared in honey and butter was intoxicating and torturously overwhelming.
Taehyung's free hand instantly cupped and rubbed his own hard-on above the fabric with the knowledge that pretty soon he'd cum all over his pants. That boy.. that sassy, spoiled brat.. that mulish badass groaning and whimpering under his touch, would be his downfall.
The pleasure was too much.
It was rippling through his core.
The intensity of his yearning was too much.
Taehyung hiss– whispered through gritted teeth, accidentally grazing Jungkook's cock, causing the boy to cry out from intense bliss. The older's obsidian eyes blinked,his sight turned blurry.
Jungkook felt the fast, inexorable spin of his fingers in the tight walls of his anus and gasped in pleasure, battering his sensitive spot and turned restless. He leaned his hand on the table again,his other one gripped on the man's hair,jostling his head forward to take him deeper.
" You're so.. so good at sucking my cock.. daddy.. take me deeper.." he groaned." I need to.. feel it.. hitting your throat."
Jungkook surged forward,his fingers curled, holding the man's head steady, pressure firm against his skull,the sense of warmth from Taehyung's mouth,forcing his body to convulse.
Seeking Jungkook tremble like that was pure temptation and sent tremors through him, meanwhile his left hand increased the stroking on his cock and choked a roar of ravening lust when he reached his high, cumming inside his pants.
His head bobbed back and forth, saliva dribbling down his chin,the cock gagging him and in seconds tasted the thickness of Jungkook's cum blended with the sweetness of the honey.
The younger felt the waves of his orgasm crashing on him. His fingers snatched tighter on Taehyung's hair, jolting his hips and shooting in the depths of his daddy's throat."Fuck! Oh fuck daddy! So warm.."
Taehyung's lips clutched tighter around the hard-on, slowly withdrawing his mouth in a soggy plump, roughly slurping the slit to taste every drop while gorging the cum in his throat. He wetted his lips with his tongue savouring the sticky feeling and let out a sigh of contentment.
" You're daddy's little fuck toy,Jeon."
Jungkook fought to steady his quivering as he lowered his feet to the marble floor,never letting go of his grip on the back of Taehyung's neck.
" I'm here to serve my daddy and I take my work very seriously."
The man cursed, gazing at his expensive Cartier watch and remembering his meeting with Seojoon.." Speaking about work.. Shit! I'm late and I need to change before I leave."
The younger frowned." The suit looks good on you. Why change? Expecting someone special? Huh?"
Taehyung slumped back to his chair,his index finger pointing at the huge, visible stain of wetness on his grey pants." I can't go looking like this now,can I, baby boy?"
Jungkook narrowed his brows more." You came..? When?"
" Just before you. It didn't require much effort." With a contemptuous sneer,he sent his brows into an exaggerated jig. He stood up, stretched his arms and gave Jungkook a small kiss." Still hard. Don't start playing with yourself once I'm gone. Take a shower and rest till your shift. I'll skip the club tonight so I'll meet you here.. Ok?"
Jungkook was all sticky and in serious need of a hot bath after cleaning up their mess in the kitchen. His gaze pondered over the overturned plates and cups,the stalk of pans and dishes on the counter and pouted,his brows knitted together.
Observing the block of butter and the jar of honey with the corner of his eye,he concluded that he'd never look at either of them the same way from now on. At least not without remembering how they were used!!
" Don't ever think about it!" Taehyung warned him strictly.
" What..?" He pretended not to understand.
" My crew is gonna clean this."
" But…" Jungkook instantly replied but was left with his mouth hanging open while standing up and noticing the grease on his nipples and chest. He didn't bother adjusting the shirt out of fear of staining it. It's hard to remove the grease from clothes.
" I don't get you. You're the only person I know who cleans the house for the crew to find it spotless." He shifted and matched towards the door." Rest. Sleep. Go to work."
" Is that an order Kim? I'm allergic to being ordered around."
" That's a good thing I don't boss you around, Jeon. I merely persuade. Disobey me and you'll be punished." he solidly comforted him, walking out the door and heading upstairs to change with Jungkook following him.
" We don't have to make their job difficult or show them we're messy." He contradicted him and Taehyung realised how frugal his instructions were because apparently he had already decided to ignore him.
" They expect houses to be grubby and not spick and span!They're paid for it."
" I don't know about you but I hate people's weird looks,taking me for a slob."
" I guess.. punishment it is!" He moved to the closet room,got rid of his pants and shirt and changed to new ones. Dark,navy blue suit and light beige shirt. " Got to go." He grabbed the back of the younger 's neck and kissed him passionately, aggressively squeezing his ass."See you tonight,baby boy."
With that he stormed out the door and vanished, leaving a sulky Jungkook, tapping his foot on the floor. After a long,hot and relaxing bath, soaking in the tab,he put on a fresh set of clothes,dried his hair and went downstairs to make the kitchen presentable.
He didn't feel like sleeping and flopped on the couch,checked his emails, watched funny videos,called his hyungs and Jimin and just as he was about to take a small nap the phone on the coffee table rang and on a whim he answered it.
" Yeah?"
" I warned you Jeon. I told you to stay the fuck away from Kim Taehyung. He's dangerous. Why won't you listen to me?"
It was the same brittle, ominous voice that had called him a few days ago, spouting nonsense and threats about Taehyung. Only this time Jungkook was in such a good mood, he'd let no fucker spoil it.
" Who are you?"
" A friend… someone who wants you to live."
" I've got one thing to say to you. Screw you asshole! Come and tell that to my face if you've got the balls. Mother fucker! I ain't taking orders from someone who hides behind a phone. So go fuck yourself,you cunt and leave me the fuck alone! " He abruptly hung up, throwing the phone on the other couch across the table.
It rang again and again and again till it eventually stopped. Jungkook huffed, twirling his head around. He didn't know who that fucker was and he didn't want to find out.
Probably one of Taehyung's ex-boy toys who got the sack,lost their extravagant way of life and needed him back.
Fat chance!
Kim belonged to him!
For the next three years at least and no bastard twink would change that.
He clenched his fists,inhaled deeply and exhaled through his nose, lying back on the couch,legs stretched and arms under his head,gazing at the ceiling.
However,the question remained.
Who was he, really?
Why was he insisting Taehyung was dangerous?
A threat for his life..?
Should Jungkook take it seriously?
" Hell no! " His steady voice tore through the air." I won't let that asshole ruin my life. I'm gonna live this.. whatever it costs me."