Third Person POV

"Look...I know I've never bothered you about this before, but Taehyung you've gotta stop dealing with your problems by drinking and getting laid."

"Fuck off." Taehyung muttered, pulling his shoes on.

"God damnit, Taehyung! One of these days you're actually gonna get kidnapped and who's gonna watch out for Yoonbin!?"

"Shut up!" Taehyung said, spinning around in his best friends face. "I...just need this right now, Jimin."

"You're gonna get yourself killed." Taehyung said nothing and simply walked out of the apartment, slamming the door shut behind him.

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Taehyung regretted the choice of bars instantly. Because as soon as he sat down and received the first of many drinks tonight, none other than Jeon Jungkook sat down beside him.

“What do you want?” Taehyung asked, annoyed.

“You.”

“Look, I don’t fuck people twice. Go away.”

“Well, technically I do the fucking and you just beg for more.”

“Shut the fuck up, Jeon. I’m not interested.”

“Come on. You look stressed. And you’re the only one I’ve found in a very long time that can keep up with me.”

“So that’s what this is? You’re only interested in me because I can deal with all of your weird little kinks?”

“Well...Yes.” He said, not even lying. Taehyung scoffed and turned back to the bar.

“Fuck off, Jeon. I’m not in the mood to deal with you.”

“I’m not letting a prize like you slip away, baby. One of these days I’m gonna stop asking and I won’t be so nice.”

“Look.” Taehyung said, turning to face Jungkook again. “I occasionally bottom. Bottom. I am not a sub, Jungkook.”

Jungkook merely smirked and leaned in to whisper into Taehyung’s ear, “You will be.”

Taehyung frowned as Jungkook pulled away. “Why are you so obsessed?”

“Like I said, you’re a prize. Most people run off screaming as soon as I pull out the bondage, but you were all for it.”

“I don’t judge. And I’m pretty open to trying new things, but you do realize that I was shitfaced drunk last time, right? And that I still have no idea what the fuck you did to me?”

“Then why don’t we head back to my place and replay some of what happened?”

“Because like I said, I don’t fuck people twice. I don’t do relationships.”

“Taehyung.” Jungkook suddenly said, his voice getting low and commanding. “I will have you. If it’s not tonight, it will be soon. You will come with me willingly or I will drag you by your hair and throw you onto my bed and keep you there.”

“Fuck off, Jeon.”

“I will have you, willingly or not. I will have you the way I want, Kim Taehyung.”

“Are you done?” Taehyung asked. “I’m trying to get drunk and then head home with someone. Preferably a bottom.”

“I’m not going anywhere. You’re not allowed to fuck anybody anymore. And the only person touching you will be me. You belong to me, Taehyung.”

“I don’t belong to anybody.”

“Really? I think that Wendy would have something much different to say to you.” Taehyung froze, his eyes wide.

“How the fuck do you know her name?”

“I have my sources.”

Taehyung suddenly stood from his stool. “Come with me.”

“Feisty now, aren’t we?”

“Shut the fuck up, Jungkook and just come with me. I’m not in the mood for your bullshit.” Taehyung dragged Jungkook out of the bar and to his car.

“Get in.”

Jungkook got in and Taehyung turned to him. “Why do you know about Wendy?”

“I can give you everything you want, Taehyung. All you have to do is submit yourself to me anytime and anywhere.”

“I’m not some cheap whore you can just buy, Jungkook.”

“As you’ve said before.” Jungkook smirked. “How about I give you a little taste?”

“As in, the sex or the ‘giving me everything’.”

“The latter. In the end, you’ll be the one begging.” Taehyung sneered at the man.

“You think I’ll just submit so easily and become some kind of toy for you? Do you do this to all of your one night stands?”

“No, just you. You intrigue me. I want you, Kim Taehyung. Mind, body and ass.”

“Okay, fuck you, Jungkook.” Jungkook suddenly leaned forward and grabbed Taehyung’s chin, squeezing rather harshly.

“I’d watch your mouth around me, baby. I might just have to punish you sooner than expected. And I won’t go easy just because it’ll be your first time.” He said lowly, releasing Taehyung after.

Taehyung leaned away, rubbing his jaw slightly.

Jungkook’s smirk appeared on his face once again.

“You seem to still be resistant, baby. That’s okay. How about I offer a little incentive, hmm?”

“What could you possibly give me, that I want?”

“You see, I’m a very powerful man, baby. I can pull a lot of strings. Plus, you could be very useful to me in other ways, as well. How about I give you a job, baby, and give you that little boy of yours. I’ll hire a nanny and make sure he’s taken care of when you can’t be there.”

“I’m sorry you’ll do what?”

Jungkook laughed lowly. “You heard me, baby. You’ll never hear from that Wendy bitch again. All you have to do is be mine. And only mine.”

Taehyung turned and clenched his fists.

He didn’t know what to do.

But in the end, he really did know what he’d do.

“I...accept your offer, Jeon.”

“Oh, it’s master from now on, baby.”