“Taehyung, I got a wonderful news for you!”
Jungkook exclaimed delightfully while having a quirk smile on his face. The contentment on his face visualizes how joyful he is.

The boy next to him only maintained his composite face. No particular changes. As darkness enveloped the sky, similarly, he was enwrapped with a great despise, all the starry night.
His sperms don't belong to him now, someone else would be claiming his gametes. However, it was his conclusion after all. That decision was the response to every debate organized in his mind yesterday. Eventually, his strings of non-virtual thoughts broke down into several fragments as he heard Jungkook's voice.

“We got the probability of your sperm motility today. And, to our surprise, that 8 ml of the amount, had 350 million sperms. Out of which, 85 per cent are active and motile. That's such a good amount.”

He knitted his brows together in confusion. All he understood was, that he'd given enough of his sex cells. Overall, they were perfectly suitable for insemination.

“Uh, that sounds good, well...what is the amount of next insemination?”
He interrogated. There's a strange sense of identity behind his brown eyes. Earlier, his aura illustrated him as a brave tiger, now he could be declared as a helpless creature, who was in an emergent need. Jungkook smirked, and a side smile emerged instantly. Confirmation of his gametes requirement filled his chest with pride.

“As much as you fill the vessels, you will be getting a reward according to that.”

Taehyung agreed with his statement. Later, he asked him to give him another vessel. The amount that Jungkook offered to him for 3 complete vessels, was sufficient to pay for his mother's surgery and further medications.

Helplessness and the hopeless situation brought him to this situation, which he never actually contemplated in his life. The sudden downhill in life was way more tough and challenging and bothered him to the supreme.

The room he visited yesterday, was in front of him.
He cursed as he inspected some dried liquids and spots on the bench, which suggested someone else used this room before.
They don't even sterilize the room after each use? Shit!

When he ignited his steps further, he saw a half-naked man jerking off through the transparent windows. He was holding those unholy magazines, and gasping every other moment as if he was groaning wildly.

Taehyung shakened his head which was already veiled with sorrow, and seated himself. Slowly, he unzipped his pants and expelled his thick and veiny dick.

So far as of today, glimpses of all those wicked nudes top-naked women and those porn videos, didn't support him to masturbate. He breathed out a puff of air, annoyance and frustration velveted his face.
“Why you are not co-operating junior?”
He asked and faced his mountain downside.

As he was about to give another attempt, a virtual figure struck his mind. His current girlfriend, Han Yujin.
He felt disgusted as soon as he got the resemblance of her identity. Even though she was his partner, he could never indulge her identity in any of the sexual contexts.

“No way, I can think of her as a friend only, it's just her proposal to start a relationship. However, I never said, I was not interested. I didn't want her to feel down. I never felt any sexual interruption with her body.”
He insisted.

Another visual and imaginative appearance arrived in his thought. Yes, he may have never seen the author, yet it was hard to resist him crushing over her.
Erin Müller.
Taehyung always had some feelings for that young talented woman. The way she prospects every single word in the story, it feels like, she is doing something with his body. He hoped every fantasises to be true somehow. To emerge himself in her soul, to hold her against him.

Eventually, he sensed an erotic emotion flooding inside of his body as soon as he got the wild thoughts for Erin.

“Ah—fuck! Shit, yes ah-—Erin keep it up, baby.”

He jerked himself, not once, but twice. He imagined her riding him, and penetrating his dick inside of his vagina. He assumed all those dirty moments doing all of that to each other. His eyes rolled back, his hands moving faster and quicker, and his breathing got heavier. For now, he just wished the room to be soundproof, because he was groaning, gasping and cursing, not caring about where he was and for what he arrived here.

After a while, his breathing got normal and completed his task.  He went straight to the cabin and gave it to the assigned nurse, Seo Sohyun.

When she handled the vessel, she reserved his swimmers in a Borosilicate glass object, having a very low temperature. Sperms are isolated and are mandatory to provide very cold temperatures for their further activities.

She labelled the capillaries and did some small procedures. At the moment it was all done, Taehyung received an important paper, having information about his sperm morphology.

“Make sure to give this to Dr Jeon.”

The details that were prescribed in that piece were,

Name:- Kim Taehyung
Age:- 21
Sex:- Male
Traits:- Black hair and brown eyes
Occupation:- student
Donated semen:- 8 ml
Sperm count:- 353 million
Motility:- 85%
Correct figure:- 73%

When he observed the information cautiously, he was amazed, looking through the numbers.
Dayum! I knew I had the potential.

“And yes, here are your payments.”
She grasped an envelope, which suggested, it contained a bundle of money and gave it in his hands. He received it and gave a quick small smile.

“Thanks for coming.”

He raised a sceptical brow, and eyed her, with a hint of circumspectically and with a vision of warn sight.
What does she mean? Cum or come?

Nevertheless, keeping that thought aside, he made his footfalls crushing the germs on the floor, and advanced towards Jungkook's cabin. The moment he saw Taehyung, he gave a warm smile and requested him to have a seat.

“I hope you enjoyed it here.”

Taehyung gave him a sideways glance and was disconcerted uncomfortably. He scissored his hands against his chest, and questioned,

“And what made you think like that doctor?”

Jungkook gave him a half-hearted laugh, and replied,

“I was just joking.”

The next minute, Taehyung interrogated him with another investigation.

“By the way, I saw a man donating his sperm, then why are you only behind my property? I mean, there are several others too?”

His query was genuine and valuable. Curiosity dripped his face, and his ears were yearning to hear his voice. To which, the raven head responded,
“The man you might have seen was not appropriate to have a great sperm motility counting. Most of the donors are above the required age. Whereas, when I saw you for the first time, I knew you have that capability.”

He got closer to his figure and gripped the arms of the chair.

“This centre used to be run by my father, he was a great IVF doctor,  and he was very famous as well in this city. But, unfortunately, after his death, we got fewer donors, and I didn't get the support that my appa had. That's why, as you have a great sperm counting because of your young age, I selected you.”

In that matter, Taehyung felt some consonance for his father. He remained silent as ever. No words escaped from his mouth and stayed secretive.  His lips were sealed with extreme quietness.
After a word of two, he took his farewell and went away.

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“This is my last vessel, I did my work. Now, you have your way and I have my own.”
Taehyung said, meanwhile Jungkook only maintained confidentiality. None of them initiated to talk further. He inclined his face in the upward and downward direction. To the other boy's surprise, he just smiled, and spoke, "Alright Taehyung. I wish you a great future ahead."

Another male only nodded and replied, “You too doctor, I wish you get many customers ahead.”

With that, Taehyung mopped the bead of sweat formed on his forehead. He only hoped nobody saw him arriving here.
But little they did know, someone already eyed both of the figures cautiously. Unaware of anyone, they had a conversation in a very confidential area, yet the stranger was enough to catch them. That unknown and unidentified person was pulled into pieces when Taehyung's features came into the vision. A whisper left in that tranquillity environment, inaudible to everyone.

“Taehyung, is that r—really you?”

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