Hoseok stared at him for a second, his grin spreading, "A sex god, huh?"

     Did I just say that? God I'm an idiot! "I—I mean...yeah," He paused, biting his lip before he embarrassed himself any further.

"You wouldn't know that unless we did have sex, though," Hoseok smirked, "but judging on how you can still walk...I'm assuming that you're making an educated guess."

"You'd be assuming right," Taehyung replied, his face redder than Hoseok's hair. "Unless you think I'm wrong—I wouldn't want to boost your over-inflated ego any more than it already is."

     He looked at the younger, taken aback by his sudden sharp tongue, "You wouldn't know until you try," He winked, "But I usually like to know my boyfriend more before I do anything too intimate with them."

"Boyfriend?? Who said I was single in the first place?"

"You don't seem like the type that would let another guy openly flirt with you if you had a boyfriend...you're too shy and cute to be disloyal," He tilted the younger's chin up so that they were holding each other's gazes; his sharply focused on the younger, the other trying to avoid eye contact in fear of his face becoming brighter than it already was.

"Y-you think I'm cute?" He squeaked, trying not to think of how close he was to Hoseok, how soft his lips looked, how his hair brushed gently against his forehead, or how his skin was ablaze under the older's touch.

"You're more than cute, Kim Taehyung," He hummed softly, his eyes flickering from his lips back up to his eyes, his breath fanning over his lips, "but that's a discussion for another day..."

"But I—" Taehyung was interrupted by the phone on the nightstand ringing shrilly. Hoseok looked over at it, annoyed, but his eyes travelled back to him, "I have to take this call...excuse me..."

     Once Hoseok had left the room, he let out a sigh. He pulled out his phone, scrolling through social media before hearing the door creak open slowly after a few minutes. "Hey, Taehyung...I hate to end our getting to know each other session early, but my friend Namjoon really needs my help... Can I message you later? I'd love to see you again...and properly thank you for last night."

"S-sure! I'll see you out..." He stood up, helping Hoseok gather his things before watching him walk out the door.

"Namjoon is going to pick me up at the coffee shop down the street...thank you for everything," He looked at the younger softly, biting his lip.

"Anytime...message me?" He replied, looking into his gaze expectantly.

"You know it...see you later, Tae," He smiled at him, blowing him a kiss before walking away down the street. Taehyung watched as the redhead disappeared down the road, sighing. I can't wait.