Back to short chappies, sorry this took a century, I'm such a clown 👁
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Later that week, Taehyung had realised that he saw right through Jeongguk's pathetic façade.

It didn't take long to know that he was wearing a mask and he'd ripped it right off, that night at his friend's party. What baffled him the most  was that he was still very much unaware of why he was doing such a thing. Why did he need his constant attention? Why did he crave him, want him of all people?

And why did he proceed to act so arrogant when inside, he knew. Jeongguk Jeon was more than insecure.

Perhaps that's what scared him the most.

Taehyung felt like he'd discovered things about the boy that he wasn't supposed to know. Jeongguk couldn't remember what had happened, he only remembered the 'best' parts. It left Taehyung anxiously wondering what he'd say if he found out that he'd somewhat opened up to him. He wondered how their relationship would change. And what did he mean? He didn't 'treat people the way they deserved to be treated'? Sure, he had a hard outer shell but after that rather long confrontation, he'd found that there was far more to Jeongguk than he'd initially thought.

He is wasn't just some... dumb, horny teenager.

And like Taehyung, he wanted something that both of them knew he couldn't have.

The worst part was, that the older man wanted him too.

He spun around in his office chair that Wednesday evening, tapping his phone against his leg and running a large hand through his blonde locks, exhaling as he yet again, tried to comprehend the situation.

What was he going to do? Would he tell him?

Oh look Jeongguk, before we do anything dangerous again, I just wanted to let you know that I'm aware that you're a broken fuck, like me.

Weed definitely brought out the worst in them both. And oh god, no, he wasn't going to tell him any time soon about the details. He'd let him figure it out himself or he'd cause a whole lot of unintended, potentially avoidable damage.

He prayed that he didn't remember and he further prayed that it'd certainly stay that way, he didn't want to think about it but yes, it was inevitable.

As for Lisa...

Well Jesus help Taehyung.

Not only was he consumed to the brim with guilt and regret and a constant nagging, a tearing at his heart... his mind wasn't on her. It was on Jeongguk.

The guilt was an underlying feeling, it always seemed to be there but the second the man thought of the the scrawny ravenette and his thick thighs and soft doe eyes and his precious, thin lips and how they felt, melted, warm, wet, hot against his own, his worries drifted away.

He didn't understand him in the slightest, there had to be something that the man was missing- Jeongguk wasn't like himself that night. It was like someone had possessed him.

Or worse still,  his true self.

His true colours.

If that was so, then this was bad.

Me:

I need to talk to you.

Probably Jeongguk:

Let's fuck, when and where.

Me:

I'm being serious.

Probably Jeongguk:

So am I? 😒 I have a busy schedule, hurry yo ass up.

Me:

Doing what?
Homework?

Probably Jeongguk:

Harhar no, I have better things to do

Me:

Okay, meet me at the coffee shop in three hours.

Probably Jeongguk:

Not if you're gonna be a rude fuck again

Me:

Look, I was stressed okay, I'll explain later

Probably Jeongguk:

Yes, sir :3

Me:

Please stop

Probably Jeongguk:

Why would I? You love it.
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Taehyung gulped and loosened his tie, exasperated. The back of his head collided with the soft headrest of his office chair as he sank into it, trying to get his thoughts straight.

Really, what on earth was he going to tell Jeongguk? That they had to stop this? That they had to stop being so risky with whatever it was that was going on between them- that it was so wrong that it felt right? Oh Lord, what had Taehyung landed himself in this time? It was truly ridiculous. He was so frustrated with the situation he could scream.

Everytime he tried to convince himself that it wasn't his fault, things just didn't got to plan. His brain somehow weaved a path back to have him thinking that it was all down to him. Alright, perhaps he hadn't been the one that initiated it, but he could have resisted and things would have been a whole lot simpler.

He hadn't.

Of course he hadn't; who on earth could reject Jeongguk Jeon of all people. It simply wasn't an achievable task.

He'd tried his level best and respectfully failed. Had he have won, that would have been a different story in its entirety. He wouldn't be worrying over his girlfriend finding out that he had inevitably cheated on her. God, he was such an idiot.

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Jeongguk would never admit that he was a broken fuck.

Foolishly drunk, needy, desperate, you name it. When the alcohol consumed him, he was a different person all together.  But broken? No. Never in a million years. Jeongguk wouldn't be caught dead being a pushover or a crybaby, it didn't run in his blood. He was the king, he had the world at his feet. 

Yet there Taehyung was.

 In his way.

 In the way of everything.

Taehyung was there, he was just there, why did he have to be there? Things would be a hell of a lot simpler if he'd just mind his own business and not, for once, be intertwined in his pathetic, unimportant life. It was frustrating to say the least. Did he care that he was getting with his sister's boyfriend? of course not. not in the slightest.

He'd take what he wanted in a heartbeat and he'd have to deal with it. If it meant getting back at his pathetic sister and showing her who was the golden child all along then so be it, that's exactly what would happen.

But deep down Jeongguk knew that he wasn't just doing it out of revenge.

Jeongguk was attracted to the man.

He couldn't deny his feelings or his unprecedented infatuation that he was drowning in. He was such an easy target, Jeongguk could gain anything he needed from the man in the blink of an eye and Taehyung wouldn't dare resist him.

Not when he gave him what he wanted too.

As wrong as it was, Jeongguk knew very well that no matter how hard Taehyung tried, he simply wouldn't be able to resist the urge. He'd be all over him in less than a split second. He wasn't exactly complaining.

He had him right where he wanted.

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