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“Taehyung, do you think you would ever find love?” Isabella asks him, taking a bite of her sandwich. Sitting on the cold bench in the middle of the park as it was three in the morning.

“I had at least four different people hitting on me at the club just 2 hours ago. I think I will do just fine.” Taehyung laughed as he took a bite from his sandwich too. Opening his water bottle in a hurry as he was dehydrated as fuck.

“That's not the same,is it? you have never been in love and neither have I. Sometimes I think…I probably won't ever know what it feels like.” Her face suddenly falls. Taehyung, who was mid-eating, quickly swallowed it and put his sandwich on the paper bag that was on the bench.

“Are you still drunk? Do you need to throw up? Why are you suddenly being like this? We are in our early twenties, we are still students. We have our whole life ahead of us to find love. You don't have to feel so disheartened.” Taehyung says to her. He puts his arm around her shoulder as suddenly the tears start falling out of her eyes.

“I-It's easy for you to say. You are so lovable, tae. It's so easy to l-love you. If you were a girl I think I would have p-probably gotten married to you.” She says between her sobs, Taehyung just gives her a hug. There's nothing much he can say to that. So he just embraces her tightly.

“mhm, if only. You would find someone better than me, I promise you that. Someone who is so in love with you that they would not stop until you guys are eighty with fifty grandchildren.” Taehyung says to her and it makes her laugh. Wiping her tears away, he puts her hair behind her hair.

“Thank you. When the day comes when you are in love, I hope I am the first one to know. Or I would be really mad at you.” Isabella says to him and Taehyung chuckles.

“Okay, I promise you, before anyone it would be you who gets a call. Now eat your sandwich quickly and then we should leave. We have a fucking morning class. Whose idea was it to go clubbing on a weekday?” Taehyung questions.

“that fucker ryo, now he is fucking that guy from art building and we are crying here about love. I will kill him tomorrow.” Isabella says to him.

“I will join you.” The two best friends chuckle about it before going back to eating and talking about most random things in this park till sunrise.

A year after that, in their final year of university, Isabella found Stella, her girlfriend and also now her fiancé. The girl who cried in his head about not finding love was probably the happiest out of their group. When Taehyung got to know about her engagement, he felt shot down. He was happy for her, so happy that he almost flew to London again just to congratulate her but his own life was at such a low moment, it struck him hard about how lonely he is.

He did find love too, he found love in a place where no one should, he found love in a person who was never his to begin with. Taehyung does sometimes think that he forced himself to love a man who was selfish because being left out was something he wasn't fond of. With his brother marrying too, his father being busy with work. His boyfriend never answers his calls or even met up with him. For the first time in his life he was completely alone and in a dark place where he wonders if this is how it always will be.

That was when he fully understood how Isabella felt sitting on that cold hard bench, crying about how she would never find love. He found love but it was so toxic that it didn't make any sense to him. Love isn't supposed to feel this bad,right? If not, then why does he feel so horrible? What is he doing so wrong that others aren't?

Everyone is getting married, getting into sweet relationships, falling in love. Even with all the people around, even with a boyfriend by his side, why does he still feel so alone?

Taehyung snaps back into reality when his husband shakes his arm. They were on a train, traveling to the center. Taehyung's mind went into the past when he heard of the station that the park he was at years ago was in. Right, he is on the train with his husband. A man who married him for convenience.

Sometimes it does make Taehyung laugh. When he thought about getting married, he never thought it would be a marriage where both of them just try to not bother each other, a marriage where they are more of roommates than lovers. Jeongguk is nice, Taehyung didn't like him at all at first but he has gotten around to him. They have come a long way since.

Jeongguk cares about him, Jeongguk prioritizes him and sometimes Jeongguk really confuses him. When he starts to act as his husband in front of others, it feels too close, too real. Most of the time, the way he behaves, the way he speaks about him, with such possessiveness and kindness at same time. Taehyung wonders how good it would be, if when he gets married from love, his husband's is even just a little bit like this. how nice would that be.

He knows Jeongguk doesn't mean anything he says whenever they are pretending but sometimes he likes to delude himself. He likes to forget that part and feel just a little loved for even a second.

“Sweetheart, it's our stop. Let's go.” Jeongguk calls him by the sweet name that he likes the most. It sounds so nice coming out of his mouth. Would have been nicer if it was real.

“I still don't know why you insisted on using overground trains. We could have just gone in my car.” His boss, Sehoon, who also joined them says. Taehyung tries not to roll his eyes. Getting up from his seat and exiting the train.

“Public transport is good for the environment.” Taehyung answers with the most basic response so there is no room to argue with it.

Walking around the station to quickly tap their cards before exiting it into the main street. It was a weekend night. They were just in bond street, a street full of luxurious brands that you can only dream of buying something in as most of the stuff they have is highly exclusive and limited. But for these three men, who are part of the richest men in South Korea, it was no big deal for them. They did buy quite a lot of stuff as Taehyung did needed some clothes and even some gifts as souvenirs for his friends and family back home.

Taehyung also got Jeongguk a new watch, just as a small thank you gift for everything basically. He has been on his best behavior and that should be rewarded in Taehyung's eyes. Jeongguk didn't want to accept but a lot of whining and pouting and arguing got him beat down. Now he is proudly wearing the watch that his husband gifted him.

With Sehoon, who forcibly tagged along with them, he tried to buy a lot of stuff for Taehyung. Everything Taehyung would touch, Sehoon would quickly offer to buy it for him. As a ‘thank you’ gift which was unoriginal for Taehyung after what he just did for Jeongguk. He stood his ground and rejected every offer. Telling him if he wants something, he can very comfortably afford it.

And if he really wanted someone else to buy it for him, he would rather like it to be his husband. That didn't go well with his boss, he was pissed about for at least an hour. As good as that hour was, Taehyung did think it was extremely childish and improper. He doesn't want to be harassed by his boss every second they are together. There are lines that he has been crossing but Taehyung didn't say anything because that is after all his boss, it's in their culture to put your boss on a higher pedestal than yourself.

But he has had enough, outside of work he is in a more influential family than Sehoon. He is tired of being flirted with when he is so obviously not interested and is married in the eyes of the public. He would have a talk with him once they are back to Seoul as he doesn't want to cause any scene and ruin the trip. He will deal with the consequences whatever they may be.

They had a quick dinner at the restaurant in bond street and decided to put all their bags into the Sehoon's car so his driver can drop off their stuff at their hotel while they explore London. It was Taehyung who insisted on public transport because it brought him back to his university days. He knows most of London like the back of his hand. He has many best and worst moments in these trains. Has seen a lot of stuff that he cannot forget.

“Should we hit a club?” Jeongguk says as he eyes the club that is across the street. It looks very flashy with a huge neon sign that says the club name. There was muffled loud music coming from the bar, with many people outside quite drunk and a queue that wasn't too long to get inside. That people already looked quite messed up as he is pretty sure he saw a girl's full boob's out bring dragged away by her girlfriend who is fixing her friends top after she flashed everyone.

“Looks fun, we should go.” Sehoon quickly starts jaywalking across the road to get to the club.

“Guess we are hitting up the club. Brings me back to my university days.” Taehyung chuckles as the memories cross his mind. Jeongguk raises his eyebrow at him.

“I thought clubs weren't your thing?” Jeongguk asks him, both of them walking across the road too.

“It isn't anymore but I loved partying in uni. With my friends, it was a great way to let off all our stress from university. Drinking, dancing and hot people, isn't that a student's dream weekend?” Taehyung responds to him. Getting in the queue right behind Sehoon.

“That's still my dream weekend.” Jeongguk tells him, putting his arms around Taehyung's shoulder who rolls eyes. “oh guk, there are much more fun ways to spend your weekends than that.”

“Oh yeah?” Jeongguk leans closer to his ear. “ Why don't you show it to me?” Jeongguk says in a deeper tone. Taehyung looked up to see his boss already chatting up with the girl in front of him, totally ignoring them. So what is this for? he wonders. 

“Oh I will. Tonight though, I will show you how to have fun.” Taehyung says to him with a smirk.

Thankfully, the queue was moving quite fast. They were walking along and just chatting about random things. Taehyung did notice how Jeongguk was…flirting with him. No one was looking at them or even hearing their conversation. His boss was too busy with the girl so this was all just really playful flirting. He decided to entertain him too.

Eventually they reached the bouncer, showing him their IDs. Once they were approved, they were all given their IDs back and given the access to enter the club.

As they step through the heavy, metal doors of The Nightclub, the trio is immediately engulfed by an explosion of sound and light. The bass reverberates through their chests, each beat syncing with the thumping of their hearts. The air is thick with a heady mix of sweat, perfume, and the unmistakable tang of alcohol. It’s a sensory overload, but exactly what the trio were hoping for.

The club is a cavernous space, sprawling and seemingly endless, with high ceilings that stretch up into darkness. A massive chandelier, made entirely of intertwined metal and LED lights, hangs in the center, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the room. It swings slightly with the energy of the crowd below, adding a surreal, almost dreamlike quality to the scene.

The walls are lined with mirrors, which reflect the chaos and make the space feel even larger and more disorienting. On one side of the club, a long, sleek bar made of polished black marble stretches nearly the entire length of the wall. Behind it, bartenders move with practiced precision, pouring drinks and shaking cocktails in a blur of motion. The shelves are stocked with an impressive array of liquors, their glass bottles catching the light and sparkling like gems.

The dance floor, the heart of the club, is a swirling mass of bodies. It’s packed, shoulder to shoulder, with people moving together as if caught in a tidal wave. Above them, a DJ stands on a raised platform, framed by a massive LED screen displaying hypnotic visuals that pulse in time with the music. His hands fly over the controls, crafting the beats that keep the crowd in a frenzy. The music is a blend of electronic, house, and bass-heavy tracks that seem to make the very floor vibrate.

The moment they walked in, it was like stepping into another world. The lights, the music, the sheer energy of the place—it was intoxicating. They could feel the beat in my bones, and they knew we were in for an unforgettable night.

As they move deeper into the club, the trio navigates through clusters of people laughing, talking, and dancing. There are VIP sections roped off with velvet cords, where groups lounge on plush sofas, sipping on expensive-looking drinks and watching the scene unfold below. The whole place exudes an air of decadent indulgence.

They all head towards the bar first before doing anything. Sehoon quickly orders them shots to get started for the night. The bartenders work fast as they place 8 shot glasses on the counter and the bartender grabs the bottle of tequila and starts pouring quickly, going straight in a horizontal line.

“Oh yeah,baby!!” Sehoon yells loudly. They all start to down the shots as if they are filled with water. Tarhyung and Sehoon take three each while Jeongguk just goes for two. His plan for tonight is to not get fucked up drunk. Taehyung has the opposite plan.

The shots were a good start as it did hit his throat a bit but the second they were inside him, Taehyung felt definitely more confident than he did some seconds ago. Maybe it's his mind playing games with him but he doesn't care. Getting just two more shots in, Taehyung turns around to face the dance floor. He grabs Jeongguk's hand and drags him there.

Finally, they find a spot on the dance floor. The music changes, the tempo picks up, and the crowd roars in approval. Taehyung and Jeongguk dive right in, moving with the rhythm, their bodies swaying and jumping in time with the beat. Letting the music take over. Around them, the energy is electric. People are dancing with wild abandon, laughing and shouting to be heard over the music.

Taehyung is definitely a little tipsy by now. His mind is getting hazy and all he wants to do is let loose. He grabs Jeongguk's hands and places them on his body as he starts swaying along with him, his arms around Jeongguk's shoulder. It's a chance he will take. Their bodies start to clash together, Taehyung closes his eyes as he is moving head sideways matching the rhythm. His body moved around in Jeongguk's arms.

He misses how intensely Jeongguk is looking at him. The hungry look in his eyes, he wants to devour him whole. Taehyung is wearing a loose blue silk shirt that keeps showing off his smooth chest, barely holding onto his shoulder, a silver necklace around his neck that sat so prettily on his tan skin. Jeongguk uses this opportunity to caress him, his hands going up and down his waist, almost inside his shirt.

Just then, Sehoon came and handed another glass of vodka to Taehyung. Both clinked their glasses together and Taehyung took it all in one go. Jeongguk tried to stop him from doing that but this man was letting it all go tonight then so be it. Sehoon was also fired up seeing him like that with a huge grin on his face. Taehyung started to dance again, bouncing up and down. His boss quickly took the glass out of his hands before he smashed it on someone's head and went back to the bartender, leaving the couple alone again.

Taehyung swiftly turned around, his back facing Jeongguk. He started to sway his ass, rubbing it a bit on Jeongguk's crotch. He definitely heard Jeongguk say ‘oh fuck’ but he was tipsy to care. He wanted this and he doesn't care about anything else right now. Jeongguk places his hands on his hip, letting him grind back on him. His back was arched, His shirt was riding up a little and he could see the line on his back.

He was undeniably sexy, there was no doubt in that. But the way his body moves is something Jeongguk has never seen. He isn't stiff, instead he is too smooth with it. It's quite seductive if he says so himself. He can feel his body heating up, Jeongguk can delude himself it's from the dancing or alcohol but he knows the real reason why. His chest was right next to Taehyung's back as Taehyung's arm flung backwards and it was on his nape as he threw his head back into Jeongguk's shoulder.

Jeongguk took this opportunity to trace his lips next to his neck, the sweet yet fresh scent of his perfume surrounding him. He places a kiss there and it feels familiar. He is too into it to even wonder why. Taehyung fits right into his arms, his long neck is basically asking him to mark it. He didn't even seem to mind the kiss, instead he enjoyed it.

But Taehyung is drunk and Jeongguk is pretty sober. Two shots aren't enough to take him down. A little fun is fine but he cannot do anything more than this. Especially when Taehyung is so intoxicated.So he pushed him away a little, to put some distance between them. He wants it so fucking bad but he cannot have it when Taehyung isn't giving him his full sober consent. Taehyung did seem pouty when Jeongguk pushed him away but he immediately got busy with yelling out the song lyrics out loud and dancing with the other crowd.

Jeongguk was just glad he didn't have a problem with his...pants. He also needs some water as dehydration is getting to him. So he leaves Taehyung at the dance floor and goes back to the bartender. He asks for just plain water and Bartender quickly gets him a water bottle. He opens up the bottle, quickly downing at least half of the bottle. The water was very much needed for his system as he felt a bit refreshed.

He could see girls and guys around him. There were some eyes on him, he did look pretty classy today as he was wearing a suit to the club. That isn't really his fashion but Taehyung told him they were going shopping in a high class district so it felt right. Though now he stands out like a sore thumb in this suit. Though, confirming his suspicion, he was in fact being looked at with interest rather than any unpeculiar feeling.

When he saw a guy coming towards him with a drink in his hand, Jeongguk raised his hand up and quickly pointed at his wedding ring and then at the dance floor. The guy put two and two together and just chuckled before turning the other way. He stayed there for five more minutes as he threw an empty water bottle away into the trashcan near the washrooms. Walking back into the center of the club, he tried to find Taehyung but he wasn't at the spot where he left him.

Jeongguk tried to scan this overly crowded room. There were many people all around, a mixture of sweaty bodies and perfumes was getting a bit unpleasant but thanks to the air freshener it wasn't too bad. The dance floor didn't have his husband. He was just near the washrooms and Taehyung wasn't there either.  He starts to look around the bar for him. He leaves him for five minutes and he's gone.

The club was quite big too so it was a little difficult. As he went more to the other side, the music got lower and there were just people here chatting it up, having more drinks and making out everywhere. He did see some of them just humping near the couches. Finally his eyes landed on the blue silk shirt that was reflecting off the disco ball on the ceiling. Though who he saw him with was not a great sight for him.

Taehyung was leaning against the wall, with a straight face and then a giggle. His hands on his boss's chest as if he is trying to pull him in or push him away, Jeongguk isn't sure. He could hear his words slurring the closer he got to them. Then he sees Sehoon's arms go to his waist and pull him in. Their bodies are just inches away from each other.

Sehoon whispers something in Taehyung's ear with a smirk on his face. Even the drunk Taehyung looks unsettled after whatever he said to him. He can see Taehyung now applying force to push him away but Sehoon doesn't budge because Sehoon isn't as drunk as Taehyung is. Jeongguk feels this unsettling feeling appear in his stomach. What are they doing? Are they going to kiss? Should Jeongguk interrupt? Does Taehyung look uncomfortable?? or is he reading the situation wrong?

As the questions flood his mind, he backs away. Before he could even turn around, he sees Sehoon leaning in for a kiss and Jeongguk knows the fire inside of him is basically flowing all out right now. The aching pain in his chest wasn't going to let his boss kiss him when he is not sober. When he cannot make a decision that he won't regret tomorrow. Especially when Jeongguk knows he would rather it be him than this man. The blinding rage, he just saw red.

Before their lips could even collide, a strong pair of hands pushed Sehoon away from Taehyung in full force and a punch hitting right on his cheek. Taehyung gasps and so does the people around them. Sehoon almost falls down from the force of the punch. He isn't even sure what happened. He looks around to look at a very angry Jeongguk who is throwing daggers at him with his eyes. He stands in front of his husband as if he is shielding him from some preparator.

“What the fuck, man?” Sehoon asks him In disbelief of what just happened.

“I should be the one saying that. What the fuck were you just doing with my husband?? Do you have no fucking shame?!?” Jeongguk exclaimed in anger.

“That gives you no right to punch me like that, Jeon. Do you even know who I am?” Sehoon asks,standing up straight as he walks over to face Jeongguk face to face. Trying to assert dominance by raising his voice.

“Do you know who I am? I can have you and your entire company packed by tomorrow if I want to. All this time I have been trying not to pick fights with you, try to be somewhat respectable to you and the second I look away, you take my drunk husband to a corner and try to kiss him? I can put you in jail for this, Park. So watch your fucking actions with me and my husband.” Jeongguk warned him. Noticing a crowd was now looking at them as their commotion had caught the attention of other people around them.

“Oh fuck off, I don't give a fuck if you are the next president. Do whatever the fuck you want. Your husband was the one who took me here and wanted to talk to me. He has been basically making moves on me this entire trip. I don't blame him, he is married to someone as pathetic as you after all.” Sehoon tries to laugh it off but it's getting eerily quiet now.

Jeongguk pokes his cheek with his tongue as he locks his jaw tightly. His fists clenched even tighter, trying his absolute best not to punch this man again. “Say another word against my husband's character and I will not hesitate to fucking kill you right here, right now.”

Suddenly he feels a pair of hands wrapping around his arm. He looks at his side to see Taehyung who is coming down from the alcohol a bit as the entire situation is sobering him up from his tipsy daze. “Jeongguk, w-wait , stop, don't.” He tried to say but his words were still slurring.

“See, even he is trying to stop you because he knows the truth and the truth is that your husband wants nothing to do with you and everything to do with me. He wants me in his bed because he knows I can fuck him better than you ever could-” Sehoon was cut off by another punch flying straight to his face. This one was harder with a lot more force used than before because there was a slight cracking sound heard after the punch.

Sehoon fell down onto the tiled floor. There was blood coming out of his nose already. His hands tried to wipe it but when he realized it was blood there was a striking panicked look on his face. He tried to get up to fight back but Taehyung immediately came between them. Sehoon stopped before the fast could even reach.

“Fuck stop it both of you!! Have you lost your mind!?? For fucks sake. I don't need both of you to have any say into what I do because I am my own person who can make decisions. I just wanted one night where I could just let loose but you had to ruin it, didn't you? I am fucking sober again because of all this mess. Sehoon hyung, go to a pharmacy for that. We are leaving.” Taehyung grabbed Jeongguk's hands and started to drag him out of the club.

Passing by the sweaty club goers, Jeongguk didn't say a single word. He let Taehyung take him out of here because he seems mad and second, he is also done with this day. His entire body is heating up from the dose of rage he just felt in that moment. Air is much needed. After pushing drunk people away and finally making it outside into open air, Jeongguk was finally able to breathe.

Taehyung suddenly stumbled on air, Jeongguk grabbed his wrist back to stop him from falling. Pulling him towards himself. “You okay? are you still drunk?”

“Barely, with that show you also knocked out the alcohol from my system.” Taehyung replies, pulling away from him. Both of them started to walk down on the pavement. Jeongguk intertwined their hands so he wouldn't stumble around again.

“Are you mad at me?” Jeongguk asked hesitantly. Taehyung shook his head immediately.

“No, he had it coming. I was drunk but still conscious enough to know what was happening, just didn't have much willpower to fight back. I feel like I led him on and that's why he came onto me like that-” Taehyung was immediately cut off by Jeongguk who just couldn't let him continue finishing that sentence.

“Don't ever say that. That fucker, if he had even a little of respect for himself he wouldn't have come onto you because you are married, Taehyung. If you gave him all the signals even then he would have to stop and think that should he even get with a man who is married to someone else. Besides, you didn't, you have rejected him every single of his advances yet he still tries to pursue you. I don't even know what he would have done if I didn't come to find you.” Jeongguk says he turns around to see Taehyung who is looking down at his feet.

“I really didn't expect him to go this far. Especially when I was fucking drunk. God, he really is a jerk. I tried to be civil with him but he doesn't want to.” Taehyung tells him, They were getting closer and closer to the edge that led to the river Thames. Tarhyung grabbed the railings and just looked over the river.

“You should quit. All this stress and a creepy weirdo boss isn't worth it, Taehyung.” Jeongguk says to him and Taehyung is quiet for a second.

“I really do like my job and the people I work with. It's something I can see myself doing forever, it's hard to leave just because of him.”

“Hey, you can find a similar position in another company, maybe try his rivaling company to piss him off.” Jeongguk mentions and Taehyung chuckles. “Or better start your own firm. You can find good colleagues but I think he won't just give up, especially after tonight. He would still try to pursue and maybe even with more persuasion after today just so he can take some sort of revenge on me for breaking his nose.”

“I shouldn't be encouraging this but I have to say he did deserve that. I will think about it, it would be harder to work under him as I don't even know if I would even feel comfortable. starting my own thing sounds like a lot of work so I don't know If I want that. Let's see. Thank you though, for being here with me and for tonight.” Taehyung squeezes their hands together before leaving them. A soft smile on his face and Jeongguk feels his heart stop for a second.

There was a soft wind blowing hair out of his face, his cheeks a slight cherry from the alcohol. There was a small piece of dusk on his lips so Jeongguk without thinking just rubbed it away with his thumb, making contact with his lips. “There was something on your lips. I will be with you as long as this ring on my finger. Trust I won't let any douchebag touch you unless ofcourse you want to be touched by them.”

Taehyung chuckles softly. Jeongguk thinks his mind is spiraling because everything Taehyung does, he feels like it's in slow motion and there are violins playing in the background with cherry blossoms falling on their heads. The wind was just not helping his case either. Even the smallest chuckle feels like music to his ears. Has he lost his mind?

“You know that reminds me of a story of me being touched here.” Taehyung says to him and Jeongguk raises his eyebrow at him.

“Like where we are standing??”

“No, It was a park that was linked with the Thames. I used to go to that park a lot with my friends and well boyfriends. My recent ex-”

“-the jerk first love?”

“Yes,him. We did it in the park under the tree behind the bushes. It was so fun and honestly like the top three sex of my life. God, he was so fucking sweet that fucker had me fooled, I was crazy for him.” Taehyung tells it to him and Jeongguk suddenly loses all the cherry blossoms and the violins from his vision.

“He was that good?” Jeongguk asked, feeling his stomach churning on itself.

“So good, that man absolutely ruined me at one point and I dont miss him at all but the sex, Jeongguk. It was so good, maybe I'm saying all this because I haven't gotten laid in a long time but he knew what he was doing with what he had packed. He knew what to do with all this.” Taehyung pointed at himself and smirked.

“I know someone who knows what to do with all that.” Jeongguk says proudly, blurting it out. Taehyung was now confused.

“Oh yeah? you need to give me their name right now.” Taehyung responds back to him, sounding a bit desperate but he doesn't care.

Jeongguk slowly comes closer to him, their bodies just centimeters away from each other. He maintains eye contact with him to let him be aware of his intentions. Not giving him any response but letting his actions do the work. Jeongguk places his hands on Taehyung's waist. He tries to be cautious so if there's any sign Taehyung isn't up for it he can back away.

When the realization of what is happening dawns on Taehyung, he is understandably surprised but he chuckles. Tilting his head before smiling, He puts his arms around Jeongguk's shoulder. “You are not serious right now, are you?” Taehyung asks him, still playing it off as a joke.

“I have never been more serious. You look so fucking sexy tonight. You have been looking hot to me for a quite while now I won't lie. I have seen the way you eyed me tonight too. You want this as much as me.” Jeongguk whispers to him, slowly decreasing the little space left between them, their foreheads now touching.

The air around them got hotter despite it being cold nights in London. For a second, Taehyung wondered if this was a good idea. If this is good long term. The thinking was hard to do when Jeongguk was standing so close to him, it was harder when he could see Jeongguk's eyes staring down on his lips as he could feel something hard pressing on his thigh. It could be a terrible idea but right now he just doesn't have the energy to fight the lust.

Jeongguk couldn't wait anymore, he grabbed Taehyung's face with one of his hands and pulled him into a kiss. Placing his lips right next to Taehyung's soft ones. He was running solely on adrenaline. The high of kissing someone as gorgeous as Taehyung. Maybe it's the heat of the moment, maybe it's something else. He doesn't know but one thing he knows is he has wanted this for awhile now.

Their lips fit together like two pieces of puzzle. Jeongguk moves his lips, he is too into the kiss, just the thought that he is finally kissing him has him in a trance that it took him a second to realize Taehyung isn't kissing him back. He is completely frozen unlike him. He feels a rise of panic inside his body. Did he already fuck up?

He pulls away from the kiss, staring back at Taehyung who looks like he's in a daze. “Did I come off too strong? shit I'm sorry-” Jeongguk was cut off by Taehyung smashing his lips against his. It was now his turn to be in a shock. For a second there Jeongguk’s heart almost dropped but now he's back on it.

Taehyung pulled him closer, deepening their kiss as he was kissing him back. Their lips moved in such perfect sync, it's like their lips were made for eachother. Jeongguk couldn't get enough of it. His grip tightened around Taehyung's waist as he pinned him to the railings, going full into it. Taehyung could feel his back arching back before the force was put on him.

They couldn't care about anything else right now. Both of them have been deprived of any type of sexual contact for too long to let go of this moment. The consequences they can think about later. Jeongguk bites Taehyung's under lip softly, getting a soft moan out of his mouth. Inserting his tongue inside as it quickly clashed with Taehyung's. Taehyung let him take control as their tongues tangled with each other.

He did have alcohol in his system but he was sober enough to know what he was doing. He just wants Jeongguk to take over because he knows he has been wanting this and it feels incredible. He explored his mouth with such passion, Taehyung could feel his knees go weak, the more he kissed him. With his hands roaming around his body, the control he had over him was something very attractive to Taehyung.

What he didn't expect was to get so turned on. He is hard just by kissing Jeongguk, he knows he hasn't gotten any type of release in quite a long time now but this is something sixteen year old Taehyung would do. He felt less embarrassed when he felt Jeongguk hard on poking his thigh. They were outside, in the streets of London and they were making out so shamelessly.

Taehyung pulled away from the kiss but that didn't stop Jeongguk, he started to kiss him on his cheek , then his jaw and went to his neck. His soft lips were being placed everywhere and Taehyung felt quite sensitive. The deeper he got, the more pleasure he felt. He could feel his hips grinding against Jeongguk's on their own. He needs a release but not here. “J-Jeongguk, wait, we shouldn't do t-this outside.”

Jeongguk just groaned when he heard that, sucking on his skin before kissing it again. “Why? the way you are moaning you love it? besides you just told me how your ex had you in  a park.” Jeongguk complains to him, going back to sucking his supple skin to leave marks.

“I was young and stupid, Let's g- ah- fuck Jeongguk, don't suck so harshly. Let's go back to the hotel and we can continue..this.” Taehyung admits, with his cheeks going red. He really feels like his teenage self now. That made Jeongguk immediately stop.

“You should have said so before, let's go.” Jeongguk grabbed his hands and dragged him off there as they walked towards the main road where there were black cabs looking for drunk passengers, to give them a (overly expensive) ride back home.

It didn't take long for one of the cabs to stop for them. Jeongguk made sure Taehyung got in and then he himself sat inside the car, shutting the door behind him. He tells the driver the address to their hotel.

The ride was long but that just was a good thing in the young couple's case as they spent the entire time, giggling and flirting, just having another make out session in the back of the car. It was hard to keep their hands off each other. They have jumped so deep in, it would be stupid to want to swim up now. Only time will tell their tale.

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smut in next chapter cz word limit was going crazy. Hope you guys like it.  Updates might get slower because university is starting and I'm also moving houses sooo 😭😭😭 hopefully I'll be able to make it every Thursday.
Hope yall like it
-K