Taehyung stared up at the ceiling, feeling a weird mix of frustration and anticipation. The TV was just noise now, his mind completely tangled up in thoughts of Jk. He hated how easily Jk got under his skin, how just a few messages could mess with his head like this.

Taehyung muttered to himself, "Why am I acting like a damn teenager? It’s just a freaking text."

But he couldn’t shake it off. The way Jk made him feel—it was like a spark, something he hadn’t felt in a long time. And it was driving him crazy. Every time his phone buzzed, he felt a rush of excitement, only to be let down when it wasn’t Jk.

Finally, he gave in. Grabbing his phone, he unlocked it and stared at their chat. Should he text again? Would that make him seem desperate?

"Screw it, I’m not gonna play games."

He typed out a quick message, something casual, but the nervous energy was bubbling under the surface.

[@Vantae30_u]
Hey, u still there?

After sending it, he tossed the phone aside, trying to act like he didn’t care, but his eyes kept darting back to it, waiting for that little ping.

"Why does it feel like I’m waiting for something more? This is just… ugh," Taehyung thought, creating a chain of antithesis.

The more he tried to rationalize it, the more tangled up he got in his own thoughts. It was just a chat, but it didn’t feel like just anything. And that’s what scared him.

Taehyung’s phone buzzed, pulling him out of his spiraling thoughts. He grabbed it, half-expecting disappointment, but his eyes widened when he saw Jk’s name light up the screen.

[@Jk_moon_1997]
So, what’s next, V?
Got any more dares up ur sleeve? :o

A slow grin spread across Taehyung’s face. He wasn’t sure what he expected, but this definitely wasn’t it. He could practically hear the challenge in Jk’s words, and damn if it didn’t make his heart race.

"So, he’s back, huh? Didn’t expect that," Taehyung whispered in that noiseless environment and questioning Jk’s sudden encounter, though he liked it.

He quickly typed a reply, fingers moving faster than his brain.

[@Vantae30_u]
Oh, u’re in for it now, Jk.
Let’s see if u can handle
what I’ve got. ;)

He hit send, then tossed his phone onto the couch beside him, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. He wasn’t sure where this was headed, but he was all in, no holding back.

Taehyung waited, biting his lip as the seconds ticked by. His phone buzzed again, and he snatched it up, eager to see Jk’s reply.

[@Jk_moon_1997]
Ofc V,
I’m not scared of a little heat. XD

Taehyung chuckled to himself. He could almost picture Jk’s confident smirk through the screen. But he wasn’t going to make this easy for him. There was a pause, and then his phone buzzed again.

[@Vantae30_u].
Alright... I dare you to tell me
what you really want right now ;)

[@Jk_moon_1997]
What I really want?
Tbh, I want to keep this going... <3
I’m enjoying this more than I expected :)

Taehyung smiled, feeling a warmth spread through him. There it was, the spark he’d been feeling, reflected back at him. But he also knew they were walking a fine line.

"Same here, Jk. But let’s not get too carried away... yet."

[@Vantae30_u]
Oh? u think u can handle it?
Jk? ;)

[@Jk_moon_1997]
Try me, V. I dare you XD

[@Vantae30_u]
Alright, Jk...
I dare u to tell me ur biggest secret.
Something
u’ve never told anyone :^

Jeongguk stared at the message on his screen, his finger hovering over the send button.

Just as he was about to hit send, his door swung open with a bang, and Shezam barged in without so much as a knock. Jeongguk jumped, nearly dropping his phone in shock.

"What the fuck, Shezam?!" Jeongguk exclaimed, trying to steady his racing heart.

"Surprise, babe!" Shezam grinned, his usual cocky demeanor in full swing. "Thought I’d pop by, ya know, unannounced and all."

Jeongguk quickly locked his phone and shoved it into his pocket, forcing a smile onto his face. "Yeah, you definitely surprised me."

He made sure to silent the notification, though it's gonna vibrate under his pocket making him go unstable inside.

Shezam sauntered over, his eyes narrowing as he took in Jeongguk’s tense posture. "You alright? Looking a little jumpy there," he said, suspicion lacing his tone.

Jeongguk shook his head, trying to play it off cool. "Nah, I’m good. Just… wasn’t expecting company."

He followed Shezam going to his room, which he cleaned it all before he started texting to V.

Thank God, there's no such mess.

Shezam’s eyes gleamed with mischief. "Or maybe you’re just guilty of something?" he teased, leaning in closer. "You weren’t texting some secret lover or anything, right?"

Jeongguk’s heart skipped a beat, but he quickly forced out a laugh. "You’re crazy. I’m just tired, that’s all. You want a drink or something?"

Shezam didn’t bother moving from the bed, instead, he made himself comfortable, stretching out and patting the spot next to him.

"I’m good. Just wanted to see my man." He winked, adding,
"But if you’re offering something more than a drink, I wouldn’t say no."

Jeongguk chuckled, though unease gnawed at him. "You’re impossible, you know that?"

"That’s why you love me," Shezam shot back with a smirk, patting the bed again. "Now, get over here."

Jeongguk hesitated, then made his way over, his phone buzzing in his pocket once more. He ignored it, sitting down beside Shezam.

"So, what were you up to before I rudely interrupted?" Shezam asked, leaning in closer, his gaze sharp.

"Just chilling," Jeongguk shrugged, trying to sound casual. "Nothing special."

Shezam didn’t look convinced, but he let it go, leaning back and pulling Jeongguk down with him. "Good. Now, how about we make the most of this unexpected visit?"

"Remember the text we shared?" The Yankee questioned while snaking his hands under the other male t-shirt. Goosebumps peppered his skin as soon Shezam touched his underneath.

Jeongguk forced a smile, his mind racing. His thoughts drifted back to V’s message, the dare hanging in the air, unanswered. But with Shezam here, he couldn’t exactly focus on that.

He extracted himself from Shezam’s grip and grabbed a water bottle, taking a sip to buy himself some time. "You’re really something, you know that?" he said, trying to lighten the mood.

Shezam grinned, clearly pleased with himself. "That’s why you can’t resist me."

Jeongguk’s phone buzzed again in his pocket, but he resisted the urge to check it. Instead, he tried to push thoughts of V aside, focusing on the present. Yet, the tension in his chest only grew, knowing that sooner or later, he’d have to face the truth—no matter how much he wanted to avoid it.

He glanced at Shezam, who was already making himself comfortable on the bed, and then at his phone, which had finally gone silent. But the silence didn’t bring peace; it only amplified the growing storm inside him.

Shezam slid closer, a sly grin on his face as his hand crept up Jeongguk’s thigh. "You seem tense, babe. Wanna let me help you out?" His voice was low, teasing, almost daring Jeongguk to say no.

Jeongguk’s breath hitched as Shezam’s hand inched closer to his crotch. "What’re you up to, Shezam?" he asked, but there wasn’t much fight in his voice.

"Just making you feel good," Shezam murmured, fingers playing with the waistband of Jeongguk’s pants. "Unless you’re not into it?"

Jeongguk knew he should back off, tell Shezam to stop, but instead, he found himself leaning into the touch. "No… don’t stop," he said, voice barely holding steady.

Shezam’s smirk deepened, his hand moving more boldly now, right over Jeongguk’s growing hardness.

"That’s what I thought," he whispered, leaning in to kiss Jeongguk’s neck, biting down just enough to leave a mark. His hand worked below, sending sparks through Jeongguk’s body.

Jeongguk groaned, trying to keep his head straight. But Shezam’s touch was relentless, pushing all the thoughts of V out of his mind. "Fuck, Shezam…"

"You like that, huh?" Shezam purred, hand slipping inside Jeongguk’s pants, wrapping around him fully. "Just relax, let go. Forget about everything else."

Jeongguk’s head fell back, eyes shut tight as he tried to focus on the moment, on Shezam. "Shit… just… fuck…"

Shezam pumped him slow, teasing, his breath hot against Jeongguk’s ear. "Damn, you’re so fucking hot when you’re like this." he muttered, voice thick with lust.

Jeongguk bit down on his lip, holding back the moan building up inside. "Shezam… fuck, don’t stop…"

But even as he got lost in the heat, something nagged at the back of his mind—something he couldn’t shake. He tried to drown it out, to let Shezam’s touch take over, but the thought of V kept creeping back in, no matter how hard he tried to push it away.

Still, he gripped the sheets tight, letting Shezam work his magic, letting himself get caught up in the moment. Maybe this was what he needed, just to focus on Shezam and forget about V for a while. But deep down, he knew this was just a temporary fix—one that wouldn’t last forever.

Taehyung was sitting in his room, scrolling through his phone, face lit up by the screen. His fingers flew over the keyboard as he sent message after message to Jeongguk.

[@Vantae30_u]
Hey, Jk. u there?
C

ome on, don’t ghost me now :(

I know you saw my texts. What’s up?

But there was no reply. He tossed his phone aside and ran a hand through his hair, frustration bubbling up inside him. He paced around his room, trying to calm down.

"Seriously? After all this time, you just ditch me?" he muttered, feeling the sting of rejection. "Fuck, I thought we were having a good time."

He picked up his phone again, staring at the screen, willing Jeongguk to respond. But the “unseen” notification remained, and no new messages came through.

"What the hell, Jk? I’m not some side project you can just ignore," Taehyung said, voice rising. "You act like you’re into it, and then bam, nothing. I hate this."

He sank onto his bed, letting out a frustrated sigh. "Goddamn it, Tae. Why do you let yourself get so caught up in this crap?" He scrolled through their chat, looking at the last few messages from Jeongguk, trying to make sense of it all.

Taehyung’s mood shifted from confusion to anger. "If you’re not interested, just fucking say it. Don’t just leave me hanging like this."

He dropped his phone on the bed and stared at the ceiling, feeling a mix of hurt and annoyance. "I thought we had something real, but I guess it was all just... bullshit."

He knew he’d have to let it go eventually, but right now, he was stuck in the middle of feeling rejected and questioning what went wrong.

Taehyung lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing. He grabbed his phone and started typing again, but this time with a different tone.

[@Vantae30_u]
Look, Jk

he texted.

I’m done chasing u.
If u can’t be bothered to talk, then whatever :[

I’m not wasting my time here :0

But eventually, he deleted and keep the chat like that. Eraing whatever he wrote.

Taehyung tossed his phone onto the bed, frustration boiling inside him. He slumped back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts racing.

"Seriously? This is just messed up," he muttered to himself. "Why am I even trying? I’ve sent messages, and nothing back. It’s like I’m talking to a wall."

He sighed deeply, rolling onto his side. "Why the hell am I letting this get to me? I’m not gonna chase someone who can’t even bother to reply."

He ran a hand through his hair, feeling the sting of rejection. "Maybe I should just let it go. Focus on me for once. I’m done waiting around for someone who can’t even be bothered."

Taehyung looked around his room, trying to distract himself. "Yeah, enough of this. I need to stop wasting time on this shit and move on."

With a deep breath, he resolved to focus on his own life, hoping that eventually, the sting of disappointment would fade.

(a/n:- yk what? Idk why but i actually loving the smuts i am writing...how about y'all?)