"I am so happy, that aunt is all fine now."
Jimin spoke, to which Taehyung squealed delightfully.

"And, did that Jungkook ask you out again?"

The smile that appeared on his face vanished the next second as Jimin questioned him with Jungkook's presence context.

He scoffed bitterly. The response he gave to his best friend, was sufficient to recognise his annoyance. That raven-headed man always drives Taehyung to his nuts. He was indeed a troublemaker.
No doubt.

"Fuck that doctor Jimin, he had been a pain in my ass for a very long time."

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2 years ago,

"Yah Jimin, how many times I told you to not send me the
money-"

"And how many times I said, it's my duty as a friend, Tae."

The boy stopped and listened to his scoldings fondly. He was in a debt now, a debt of his closest mate. Jimin. He had been paying his bills and providing him with some money. The reason behind all this was his misery. His mother was admitted to a hospital, he didn't have any savings, and his part-time job was not even running on good progress as well.
So, the question arises, how would he manage to pay his miscellaneous bills?

Jimin is symbolized as a saviour in Taehyung's life, who's going to shield him and protect him as much as he can. Though the boy was not dependent, Jimin never took his steps away and always stood right beside him. As a best friend, as a brother figure.

"By the way, what about that doctor?"
His chain of thoughts was ramshackle through his voice. A sudden flow of emotion, particularly of vexation, flooded inside of him.

"I don't know Jimin. How could he ask me to donate sperm? That's ridiculous."

Words spitted out of his mouth like poison. And he was the snake to bite Jungkook by any chance he received.
Whereas, his soul mate understood his frustration and suggested he take care of himself in all this matter. He was in Daegu, for his job purpose. That's why he was unable to make his presence right in front of his alien.

After a week, Taehyung got no money, and no transactions by him. He didn't even ask Jimin to pay some. Of course, how could he?
He did give him an umbrella, but cannot ask him for shelter in the storm. The guilt he caused him to be financially dependent on his friend, ate him to the core. Since morning, he didn't take any bite of the food, and it's evening now. Hungrily, he roamed around the park.

When he spotted a large stone to sit at, his eyes caught a placard, hung on the pole right beside that place.
The glimpse of that banner flabbergasted him. He acknowledged that person to be Jungkook.

"You spank, we bank."

This is what it says.

"How ridiculous!" Taehyung exclaimed.

The next second, he gripped his stomach as if something was compelling and straining his body parts so aggressively. A knot could be felt inside his torso. A tight one. An empty stomach does growl like this, he never knew. Yesterday, he just had a bowl of ramen, and today he had nothing to devour.

The pain was increasing with each flowing second, eventually, a familiar voice growled inside of him.
"I'll give you money. Just donate already."

Oh! His voice sounds nonsensical like his personality. Taehyung concaved his ears and endeavoured to not hear this audio again. But alas!
Fate never had been lucky to any of us.
It resonated repeatedly inside of his mind. The knot in his stomach didn't help either.

"Should I go? The—-fuck, no Taehyung. Don't. You shouldn't—-ah fuck this pain."

He breathed heavily and decided to himself. The stretch from both of the perspectives strained him very much. A side of his ego and reputation matched up with his hungry stomach. A great competition it was. In the end, he chooses what he never thought of to do so.

"Maybe, some donation won't be a bad decision."

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'Insemination medical hub'

The banner of the clinic says. He couldn't believe himself, he was right in front of this, where Jungkook asked him to be.

But, an empty pocket and empty stomach could bring a person to his knees. That threshold point was now. He intermixed his self-respect just to be in a better place.

As he stepped ahead, a sound entangled him, and spoke,
"Think carefully once again."

The tightness in his guts made it hard. His sweats escalated so fast. A thought swirled his decisions. Letting those convictions and reverberation aside, he forced himself further determined.

The first thing he encountered was a corridor, and to his surprise, it was all empty and noiseless. He roamed his eyes all around the place and scanned it cautiously. While walking further, he approached the receptionist, who was tapping her fingers on the keyboard. Soon, the receptionist swapped glances with him and smiled.

"Welcome sir, how may I help you?"To which Taehyung responded,

"Uh, actually, I want to meet Dr Jeon—"

He was interrupted by a similar voice.

"Taehyung is that you?"

And it was none other than Dr Jungkook. A white coat hugged his body perfectly and a usual stethoscope snaked around his neck. With steady steps, he advanced toward Taehyung and engulfed him in a hug. He was beyond shock and observed his every movement.

"I knew you would come, follow me, boy."

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He was welcomed in a white, sterile room, ahm, to be honest, not so sterile as it looks like. One female nurse gave him a container having a tight cap covered on top of it.

The xxx-rated magazines lined up on the wall did surprise him a lot. An 80-inch TVhhungon the wall, surrounded with various sinful posters. When the raven head man entered, he switched on the device, and eventually, a porn video played on it. Naked girl, giving a fucking blowjob to the other naked male.
Several moans, groans, and cries occupied the room.

He advised Taehyung to sit down comfortably and do the thing for what he came here for. As he said, the male made his way out of the room and closed the door.

The boy held the side magazine, having so many R-rated photos. Numerous unholy and immoral pictures covered the front page. Honestly, they look, sinfully hot. Porn was never a boring thing for him. But, watching it for someone else was surely not a good preference. Frantically, he loved masturbating sometimes.
However, he unzipped his pants, plunged his penis out. It stood so proudly, the tip already glowed with pre-cum.

Those wicked voices helped him anyway. He held his shaft and plumped it thoroughly. He gasped, as he sensed a strange feeling flickering there. And he was already aware of that. It suggests he's going to cum. Portrait of that female being a moaning mess, and the aggressive skin clapping, made the environment hotter than usual.

With their nasty voices, his resonating groans joined. In the process, he rubbed it strongly to reach his high. As soon as he was about to release his liquid, the container image struck his mind, and immediately, he searched for it. That was just right beside his posture. Unfortunately, the cap took a little of his time to unlock itself. The container was already 8 millilitres. With consistent trials, he filled it. Shockingly, and unknowingly, his semen pervaded more than half.

"You did a damn good job Taehyung. I am so proud of myself."
He complimented himself.

When Jungkook saw the vessel, it amazed him as well.

"Here is your amount, you are so strong and can pull off anything Taehyung."

The bundle was a great amount of his hard work, and enough to satisfy his hunger.

"But I suggest you come tomorrow also, I'll pay you more."

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