As the week wound down, Jeongguk could barely hide his anticipation. Yeah, Shezam was sulking, not ready for their little getaway to end, but Jeongguk? His mind was already somewhere else—on V. He’d been counting down to this moment, itching to get back to his phone and finally reply.

"Gonna miss this place?" Shezam asked, his tone a little too hopeful.

Jeongguk just smirked, brushing off the question. "Sure, it was cool," he said, but his mind was racing ahead. All those nights they’d spent together? They’d been wild. Rough, aggressive sex, nothing soft or sweet about it. It was all heat and no heart—just the way he wanted it.

He remembered how Shezam tried to pull him closer, to make things more than what they were. But Jeongguk kept his distance, both physically and mentally. Every time they tangled up in the sheets, his thoughts drifted to V, wondering what he’d say, how he’d react when they finally talked again.

The last day rolled around, and as they packed up, Shezam tried one last time. "You sure you’re okay with this? Us going back?"

Jeongguk glanced over, forcing a casual smile. "Yeah, man. It’s been fun. But, y’know, real life calls."

But inside? He was buzzing with the thought of what was next.

Jeongguk glanced at Shezam, who was staring back at him with a smirk that Jeongguk had come to recognize all too well.

Before that male could move, Shezam was already pulling off his shirt, tossing it aside. "Real life can wait," Shezam muttered, stepping closer. He grabbed his sweatpants waistband and threw it somewhere around the corner of the room. Now, he stood bare...all naked for his boyfriend to see.

"Shezam—" Jeongguk started, but that Yankee was quick, yanking at Jeongguk’s shirt, pulling it over his head. Jeongguk didn’t resist; he knew how this went.

"You know you want this," Shezam whispered against Jeongguk’s ear, his hands already at Jeongguk’s waistband, tugging it down with a rough urgency. Jeongguk swallowed hard, his mind racing even as his body responded out of habit.

Before he could even think, Shezam’s mouth was on his, kissing him with a desperation that left no room for thought.

"Let’s make the most of tonight, yeah?" Shezam’s voice was low, rough. His hand moved down, grabbing Jeongguk’s crotch hard, stroking him with a fast, almost punishing rhythm. Jeongguk sucked in a breath, his body reacting on autopilot, but his mind was somewhere else, replaying thoughts of V.

"Focus, baby." Shezam growled, biting at his lip, pulling him back into the moment. But Jeongguk’s head was all over the place, lost in the tension between what he was doing and what he really wanted.

He tried to stay in the moment, but the thoughts kept creeping in, and it showed. "You’re mine," Shezam muttered, his grip tightening. "Don’t forget that."

Jeongguk just nodded, but his heart wasn’t in it. His mind was already miles away.

Shezam pushed Jeongguk against the wall, his eyes dark with intent. "Gonna make you remember this night, daddy. Fucking remember."

Jeongguk’s breath hitched as Shezam’s hand gripped him firmly. "Yeah? Do it. Show me."

Shezam’s lips curved into a smirk as he kissed Jeongguk hard, his hand stroking his erected dick with a relentless pace. "You’re mine tonight. Don’t forget it."

Jeongguk moaned, struggling to keep his focus. "Just… keep going."

Shezam’s grip tightened, moving faster. "Gonna make sure you’re thinking of me. No one else."

Jeongguk’s mind was a whirlwind, but he gritted his teeth. "Do it. Make me remember."

"I’m going to make you cum," he whispered, his voice hot, his tongue tracing the curve of Jeongguk’s ear.

"Yeah? How?"

"I’m going to suck your cock."

"What?"

Shezam lifted his head, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "I’m going to take your cock in my mouth and make you cum," he said, his voice low, his breath hot.

Jeongguk swallowed hard, his mind racing. They had done it so many times, his cock twitched, thinking about all the possibilities Shezam would be doing tonight. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I’m sure." Shezam licked his lips, his eyes locked with Jeongguk’s. "I want to taste you," he whispered, his voice hot.

Jeongguk shivered at the sound of his voice, his heart beating fast. "Okay," he whispered, his voice low.

Shezam smiled, he lowered his head, his tongue sliding over the head of Jeongguk’s cock, his lips parting.

Jeongguk sucked in a sharp breath, his body shuddering, his heart pounding. It’s not like, that was tehir first time trying it but.... he had never felt anything like that before. He wanted more. "Suck it," he whispered, his voice low.

Shezam’s eyes locked with his, his smile growing wider. He lowered his head, his mouth taking Jeongguk’s cock fully. Jeongguk groaned, his body shuddering, his muscles clenching. He was so close, he just needed a little push.

Shezam lifted his head, his eyes locked with Jeongguk’s. "Cum for me," he whispered, his voice hot, his breath against Jeongguk’s cock. "Show me how you do it."

Jeongguk sucked in a sharp breath, his body shuddering. He was so close, he just needed a little push. "Please," he whispered, his voice low. "Make me cum."

With a wicked grin, Shezam took Jeongguk’s cock back in his mouth and started sucking him with a force that made Jeongguk cry out in ecstasy. Jeongguk’s hips lifted off the couch, his cock throbbing, his body shaking, his mind going blank. He was going to cum, he was so close.

Shezam moaned, his tongue moving fast around Jeongguk’s cock, his lips sucking hard, his hands moving up Jeongguk’s body to caress his chest. And then hold his thighs, to get a firm grip...Shezam’s fingers leaving imprints on Jeongguk’s skin making him more needy than ever...

With a deep groan, Jeongguk came, his body shuddering, his muscles clenching, his cum shooting in Shezam’s mouth. He heard Shezam swallowing it, his throat working. He felt Shezam’s tongue licking his cock clean.

He saw Shezam lift his head, his eyes locked with Jeongguk’s, his lips swollen. Few drops of Jeongguk's cum washed over the corner of his boyfriend lips that he licked it deliberately and sensually.

He felt Shezam’s fingers tracing the curve of his lips, his eyes locked with Jeongguk’s. "You taste good," he whispered, his voice hot, his breath against Jeongguk’s mouth.

Jeongguk groaned, his body shuddering, his muscles clenching. "So do you," he whispered back, his voice low.

No matter how much hentries to focus on this moment, this blowjob, the heated kiss...his mind always find a way tontrack about V whereabouts. And Jeongguk hate himself for this...

He even felt the Yankee grabbing his crotch and position himself on Jeongguk’s lap. But at the very moment, he imagined another picture on the back of his mind —V. He shut his eyes tight, Jeongguk didn’t want to admit it.

Whereas, Shezam was already plunging his legs on both of the side and rubbing his ass on the Jeongguk’s cock. With a swift and quick moment he pushed that throbbing dick inside of his hole.

"Shit babe—"

Strings of curses left his mouth as he pushed himself further..and strangled the blades of his boyfriend shoulders.

"Oh Fuck—"

"Babe—you are so..ah—big,"

Jeongguk pushed his head back and someone else —other than shezam was running in his mind....riding him, taking him all way, whispering dirty things as he rode him high.

Shezam’s lips were on Jeongguk, rough and demanding, but Jeongguk’s mind wasn’t there.

"You’re here, right?" Shezam growled, pressing him harder.

"Yeah, yeah," Jeongguk muttered, trying to focus, but his thoughts kept slipping back to V.

"Feels like you’re thinking ‘bout someone else." Shezam’s voice was low, eyes narrowing as he straddled Jeongguk, grinding down hard.

Jeongguk forced a smirk, pulling Shezam closer. "Just tired."

Shezam wasn’t having it. "Tired? Or distracted?"

He kissed Jeongguk, hands moving down to grip him, but even as Shezam rode him, all Jeongguk could think about was V.

"C’mon, focus," Shezam breathed out, pushing harder, but Jeongguk’s mind was already gone, lost in thoughts of someone who wasn’t there.

Taehyung sat on the edge of his bed, staring at his phone. "Why the hell’s he always on my mind?" he muttered, flicking through their old messages. He hadn’t heard from JK in a week, and it was driving him crazy.

"It’s not like I’m… falling or anything," he mumbled, but the way his heart twisted said otherwise.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Damn, why’s he got me like this? Never even seen his face." His thumb hovered over the screen, wanting to text but knowing he’d just be staring at a read receipt for hours.

Taehyung’s encounter with Han Jisung last week didn’t help either. "Just my luck," Taehyung scoffed. "Stuck thinking about JK, dealing with that asshole…" He tossed his phone aside, laying back on the bed. "I need to get a grip. He’s just some guy."

But even as he closed his eyes, all he saw was that stupid nickname—JK—and it made his chest ache in a way he wasn’t ready to admit.

Taehyung stared at his phone, biting his lip. JK had been on his mind all week—nonstop. He hadn’t admitted it yet, but he knew he was falling for someone he’d never even seen. "Damn, I’m losing it," he muttered, flipping through apps just to distract himself. But nothing worked; his thoughts kept circling back to JK.

Then, his phone buzzed. His heart jumped. "Finally," he whispered, snatching up his phone. But when he saw it was just a Wattpad notification, he groaned. "You gotta be kidding me." He almost ignored it, but something made him open it anyway. His eyes narrowed as he read the message, then widened in shock.

"The chat section of Wattpad is going to get denied and disabled in twenty-four hours due to some vigilance circumstances and consistent requests from particular readers."

His heart sank. He read it again, hoping he misunderstood, but it was the same. "What the… they’re really shutting it down?" he whispered, disbelief washing over him.

"No, no, no, this can’t be happening." He ran a hand through his wet hair, still trying to process what he’d just read.

He hadn’t heard from JK in a week, and now they were about to lose their only way of communicating? "This is just… so messed up."

Taehyung couldn’t sit still. He kept glancing at his phone, like the damn thing might magically give him a different answer. "No way this is real," he mumbled, fingers flying over the screen as he messaged Wattpad’s official account.

"Hey, what’s this about the chat getting disabled? Is this for real?"

His heart raced as he waited, chewing on his lip. "C’mon, answer already!"

Finally, a reply came in. He opened it, eyes wide.

"Due to multiple requests and vigilance concerns, direct messaging will be discontinued within 24 hours."

"Shit!" Taehyung sat up straight, reading it again, but the words didn’t change. Panic surged through him. "So that’s it? Just… gone?"

He didn’t waste time, hitting up one of the verified accounts he followed, someone he knew was always online. "Yo, is the chat really gonna be shut down?"

The reply was instant.

"Yeah, looks like it. It’s been confirmed by the admins :("

Taehyung’s chest tightened. "This can’t be happening… not now." His mind raced, trying to think of what to do. He felt a pang of desperation, knowing he was running out of time.

Taehyung clenched his phone, his mind made up. "I’m not losing you, JK. Not like this."

He quickly typed out a message, his fingers trembling slightly. "JK, we need to talk. Like, now. Before it’s too late." He hit send, hoping—no, needing—JK to reply before everything was gone.

Staring at the screen like his life depended on it. "C’mon, c’mon…"

Minutes felt like hours as he waited, his heart pounding in his chest. His mind was a mess of frustration, hope, and fear. What if JK didn’t see the message in time? What if this was it? No more late-night chats, no more teasing, no more… anything.

Taehyung’s chest tightened. He threw his phone down, pacing the room. "What the hell am I gonna do now? JK hasn’t even replied yet!"

He ran a hand through his hair, frustration boiling over. "This is so messed up…"

His mind raced with what-ifs. He was already feeling the loss, the connection slipping through his fingers. He had to do something, but what?

How had he gotten so attached? He didn’t know, but what he did know was that he wasn’t ready to say goodbye—not now, not ever. And if that meant fighting for a connection he wasn’t even sure was real, then so be it.

"C’mon, JK… don’t leave me hanging," he whispered.

[24 hours left before Wattpad disables the direct messages]

(a/n:- uk i felt so disheartened when i get to know watty disabled the chat section...it felt so numb :( )