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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster/Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin/Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Kim_Namjoon
      |_Rap_Monster/Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin/Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Kim
      Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster/Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Jeon_Jungkook/Jung_Hoseok_|_J-
      Hope, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga/Park_Jimin
  Character:
      Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster, Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Jung
      Hoseok_|_J-Hope, Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Jeon_Jungkook, Park_Jimin_(BTS)
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-10-27 Chapters: 7/? Words: 14033
****** Nevermind ******
by TheTaintedFaction
Notes
     Boy x Boy here
     Sexual content within the first three chapters
     Not a smut but there is sex
     Do not gay bash my book
     SORRY FOR TYPOS BEFOREHAND
     IF YOU ARE ANTI K-POP, BTS, OR ANYTHING RELATED TO THIS BOOK DO NOT
     COMMENT RUDE STATEMENTS JUST GO AWAY!!!!
     ALSO seeing as I have apologized for spelling do not hound me in the
     comments about it!
     On another note a few Korean words and Hangul will be used if
     incorrect do not hound me about that either we all make mistakes!
     Know that this book will be very gay!
     #InMemoryOfC-Clown
See the end of the work for more notes
***** When It Started *****
All of it. Every bit of it started three years ago. The times were different
then they are now. Mostly it was the fame and money, then. Everything changed
with the release of June 12, 2013. "No more dream." If asked he would state he
remembered it like it was yesterday. The nervousness that rushed through his
body hitting him like a title wave. The pressure of the managers and other
members. Everything had been so overwhelming.
Though this wasn't just the start of their fame. No this was the start of a
strong on going, longing...love? Liking...for a wild and crazy four years.
Something that would effect the males as they aged and grew closer together.
Something that would keep them both going through the bad and the good.
Something stronger then a simple love.
But something that couldn't be shared. That people couldn't know about.
Including the fans. The loving, supporting, shipping fans. No they couldn't
know about such a love between them.
It would start a riot with them and the managers. Who knew who would be
accepting. Whether it be the fans, managers, or their OWN Bangtan members. It
was crazy to think their members wouldn't be accepting, but it was possible,
wasn't it?
It was far to much of a risk to take. Just to simply be open about a damn
relationship.
The music had begun about a minute and a half ago, at quick estimate. The beat
was that all to similar clap sound with the deep thump of the bass, and the
similar whistled background.
'I need you girl
Why am I in love alone
I need you girl
Why am I hurting alone
I need you girl
Why do I keep needing you when I know I'll get hurt
I need you girl, you're beautiful
I need you girl, you're so cold
I need you girl (I need you girl)
I need you girl (I need you girl)'
And yet here he was again staring at the one he knew it was to risky to be
with. With each movement of the younger's body his jaw clenched and he
attempted glancing away. Only to struggle not to. He was suppose to be
watching. He was getting help, but why did he run to him for the help. Why to
the one he couldn't keep his eyes off. The one he dreamed being with. The one
that he loved.
"Namjoon~" The rather deep honey comb voice called, as the brown haired beauty
stood before him. "I said watch not stare..." He giggled. "Your try go do it
again."
The white haired man looked to his younger more skilled friend and smiled.
Though once everything caught up to him his face flushed and he quickly moved
to the middle of the dance floor. And once again the music began to play.
'I need you girl, you're beautiful
I need you...'
The music abruptly stopping took his mind and he looked up to Taehyung who's
face held a frown.
"Namjoon~" He complained, causing the older male to clench his hands and look
down in disappointment. From disappointing Tae, and that he couldn't get the
simple roll of his body right.
The brown haired male took his steps in front of the rapper and looked to him.
"Watch." His face holding a pout. His movement started from which the chorus
sang 'Why am I hurting alone.' And quietly he sang. Before continuing on until
the roll came. His movements were swift and perfect, if there was such thing.
Namjoon sighed and looked away in shame. He was basically being shown up by a
male younger than him. At least that's how he saw it. His pride wouldn't let
him see past and see that Tae was simply trying to help. He saw the male
showing him up. Not only in his dancing, but his singing as well, and Taehyung
was just mumbling the words.
Taehyung cared for his friend and wanted Namjoon to look his best at
performances along with the other five members. "Namjoon~ you weren't
watching!" He cried and stomped a foot in a childish pout, causing the rapper
to chuckled and look to his pouting friend. "I was watching, it just pisses me
off that I can't get something so simple right.." He looked to the male and
took a step back to the middle of the floor. "Play the music please, Tae... "
He huffed. Taehyung made a loud dying like noise and nodded, shuffling back to
the music turning it back on. Sometimes he wandered about the boy.
They had been here for two hours practicing this. At first with the members,
for a solid hour, before most wanted to go eat then head to bed. Namjoon had
managed to grip V's blue jean jacket and jerk him back inside the studio.
Begging him for help. Which of course Taehyung sweetly complied.
'I need you girl, you're beautiful
I need you girl, you're so cold'
The grip on his hips caused him to jerk and tense stopping body immediately.
The music still playing.
'It goes round and round, why do I keep coming back
I go down and down, at this point I'm just a fool.'
"Namjoon, like this.." Taehyung's cold fingers rested against the fabric of the
rappers dark gray sweat pants, the cool sensation of those long fingers seeping
through the clothes cooling his burning skin. "Try to roll your body.." He
commanded, the older male nodded. As the white haired male moved his body, the
hands of his mental lover led him in the slow roll of the dance. Slightly
shifting some to get the moves almost perfect. So Namjoon could feel how the
roll should be. The music still echoing around them as his body moved in the
grasp of someone he placed full trust in for help.
'Why is it you?
Why did it have to be you?
Why can't I leave you'
The music flowed out and he pulled a lip in between his teeth. 'Why is it
you...' Namjoon thought as the hands left his side he nearly frowned. Quickly
wiping the expression away and looking to the plain faced helper in front of
him. It pissed him off how could the other be so calm after just showing
another guy how to role his fucking body!
His brown eyes cut at Taehyung's calm composer, causing the younger to shift
uncomfortably. "What Namjoon?" He questioned tilting his head slightly, his
face still carrying that blank slate. This only angering the other further.
"Why are you so calm! You just had your hands around my hips leading me in a
body role! Are you a faggot..." 'No but you are, faggot! And now he hates you!'
"Is that why you're so calm!" Taehyung stood flabbergasted as the male yelled
at him. "Namjoon...what...what do you mean I'm helping you..I...sexuality has
nothing to do with dance..." His deep voice soft as he didn't know how to go
about what his close friend just said. The rapper across from him growled and
turned away. "Fag!" He snapped quickly walking from the room slamming the door
behind him. The members all standing, the smiles on their faces quickly fading.
"Namjoon?" Seokjin stood questioning his best friend.
"Rap?" Jimin tilted his head his hair falling in his eyes, which Yoongi
couldn't help but to realize and blush a blood crimson red. It was rare for the
boys to use each other's stage names unless in an interview or times like this
when it was a way to get each other's attention.
Jungkook stood pulling Hoseok with him. The male stumbling over himself trying
to stuff his phone in his pocket, whilst jerking his earbuds from his ears. Do
to blaring music, and a game he hadn't seen anything happen. Well at least the
part in which Namjoon came out slamming the door.
The youngster pushed the dance room door open slowly. Both males eyes catching
a shook up Taehyung. "Tae...Tae..." Jungkook frowned and walked over releasing
Hoseok's hand only to have the male run past him dropping his phone and all
wrapping Taehyung in his arms. "Tae-Tae! What's wrong!?" He cried holding his
best friend tight.
"He just started yelling at me...for no reason...he called me a faggot..." He
whispered. Jungkook gave a twisted expression while Hoseok tried to understand
what his friend meant. "You're pulling my leg right Tae..." "Hoseok...I don't
think he's joking.." Jungkook's soft voice entered the silence carrying a soft
grace. He picked up Hoseok phone and earbuds.
"Tae...what happened?" Jungkook unlatched Hoseok's death grip and helped sit
his friend down. Pulling Hoseok along. The three sitting on the cool dance
floor.
"Namjoon what happened? Are you okay? Talk to me?" Seokjin continued to mother
his best friend whom was now clinging to him and crying for unknown reason's;
at the moment. Jimin sat uncomfortably watching the situation as Yoongi chewed
his lip watching both Jimin, and the two holding each other. Leaning in he
whispered quietly into Jimin's in ear, causing the male to bite his lip.
"Jimin, what's wrong..?" He questioned. Jimin turning to his lover with a face
that stated "dumbass if I knew don't you think I'd be trying to help..." This
causing Yoongi to sigh and put his earbuds back in, leaning comfortably against
Jimin's left shoulder.
"I don't know Seokjin...I don't know...I just started yelling at him~" The male
bellowed and the tears flooded out. "He was just trying to help, and I yelled
at him for no reason...I guess it was from the stress!" He cried and tightened
his grip on his hyung, causing the elder to gasp for a breath.
Taehyung looked into the eyes of his best friend and the water started to flow.
"What did I do...." He sniffled and gripped Hoseok's OBEY shirt. Jungkook gave
a pained expression and hugged his friend along with Hoseok. "Kookie..."
Taehyung shifted and looked to his young friend. "We...we were
dancing....because he had asked me for help..." He paused to take a breath and
sniffle again. "He couldn't get the roll right...and he'd asked for my help..So
of course I did...and for the whole extra hour that's what we worked on...he
couldn't get it so I led him...you know how we do sometimes...when we can't get
things..." He wiped his tears and gave a small hiccup. "Once I let go and
stepped back he just stared at me before yelling at me and calling me a faggot
because holding his hips didn't phase me..." He cried. Kookie's face flushed
with anger and he hugged Taehyung close before standing and walking out of the
room. Hoseok looked into his best friends puffy red eyes and frowned. "Tae...he
didn't mean it. He's just stressed...because he feels he's getting showed up by
you... you know his pride is his weakness. And he's had a long week with trying
to remember his lines and the stress of filming..." He whispered and pulled the
males face to his chest. Taehyung smiled and nodded hugging his hyung.
Jungkook left the dance room with a displeased face walking over to Jimin and
Yoongi whom raised their brows. Taking them by the hand he pulled them along.
Once reaching the bathroom he pushed them in and closed the door. "It's
true..." Was all he spoke and they glanced at each other with wide eyes. Before
cracking into huge smiles and yelling 'really!?' together. "But it's not a good
thing yet..he yelled at Tae out of frustration..." Jimin frowned and looked to
the younger. "Why? What happened?" Jungkook sighed and leaned against the door.
"After we all finished today Rap asked V for some help on the body roll. In
which of course Tae happily complied. Though after an hour of Namjoon being
unable to get it Tae took him by the hips and led him through the movements
which I can only image drove Namjoom crazy inside. So once Tae pulled away Joon
yelled at him calling him a faggot, because holding onto another guys hips and
leading him through a body roll didn't phase him..so right now this isn't
good." Jungkook finished before sighing and craning his head back letting it
rest against the book. "Does Jin know yet?" Yoongi questioned pulling Jimin
close to his side. Jungkook shook his head. "No he's been consoling Namjoon.."
Pulling the door open he spoke. "Tell Seokjin I'm going back to Tae and
Hoseok." He looked to the two wrapped around each other.
Namjoon clenched his fist as he stared at his puffy eyes in his phone screen.
His grip growing tight on the phone. Seokjin sat close beside him watching the
younger. His face held a frown of sorrow for his friend. Jimin came running up
nearly falling upon him when he tried to stop himself in front of Jin. "Jin~ I
need your help with something please.." He looked to his eyes, with his own
that said it was an emergency. Seokjin stood patting Namjoon's leg and giving
him a weak smile. Walking off with Jimin whom tugged at his "spectacular
sensation" sweat shirt. "Jimin my shirt.." He mumbled as the left sighed pulled
down his his shoulder. Jimin immediately letting go and apologizing. "Sorry.
Its just it's about Namjoon..." "Jimin I heard everything that happened...and
yes he probably does like Tae...and everything he did was out of
frustration...." Jimin frowned. Jin always already knew... But that's why he
was their 엄마 (Mom inf. *Um-ma)
***** What is This? *****
Chapter Summary
     Shorter sorry
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
He sat there gazing down at the floor with a pained expression. 'Are you a
faggot!? Are you a faggot!?' It continuously rang in his mind and he clenched
his fist tighter. "Yes, Yes I am.." He mumbled softly.
It had been another two hours since everything happened and the two still
hadn't spoke to one another. Rap Monster was angrily stuck in his phone looking
over every social media site he had, and V was searching for music to fit his
mood for right now.
The rest of the members were stuck in the midst of it all. Jimin and Yoongi sat
in there dorm, Jimin listing to Yoongi go over his part for "I need U" for the
millionth time. "I don't get it Jimmy... " The pink haired male mumbled and sat
up. "Why won't Namjoon just come out and say it...you know that he's gay.."
Jimin looked to his lover and raised a brow. "Whats with that question all of a
sudden..?" He glanced at Yoongi who was looking straight back at him waiting
for an answer. He shrugged and continued awaiting the answer from his lover.
Jimin pulled himself from his bed and shuffled over to Yoongi's. "I don't
know..maybe he's afraid. He doesn't know about me and you or Hoseok and
Kookie... maybe he thinks we won't accept him. Maybe he worries about
Seokjin....I think he's torn between the two...between Jin and Tae. I think he
can't choose and he fears hurting both so he stays quiet and runs to social
media for everything. That's why he puts all of his emotion in rapping..."
Jimin offered his explanation, slowly crawling onto the bed sitting Indian
Style opposite of his lover.
"You think Namjoon is scared..." Yoongi whispered and looked to Jimin. Sucking
at his teeth for a moment he thought. "Maybe, or maybe he isn't scared, it's
just he doesn't know how to go about swooning "Queen V." The pink haired male
stated his belief and looked to Jimin who nodded. "Their are many possibilities
Yoongi..."
~
He stood from the couch stuffing his phone along with his hand in to the
pockets of his sweat pants. His face gave a look of sorrow and he slowly
carried himself down the hall. "Namjoon...where are you going?" Seokjin
questioned
Namjoon simply ignored his best friend and continued on the journey to find
Taehyung.
It was true he was torn between the two. He wanted both. Though that would
never work both were the jealous kind, especially Tae. He could see that look
in the youngers eyes when Jungkook or Jimin would hug Hoseok, and that was just
his best friend!! Seokjin..just seemed like the kind that wouldn't share
attitude. Why couldn't he just have both? The two he loved.
As he got closer to that door his heart twisted more and the more his stomach
churned. He hadn't been this nervous since their debut. His feet stopped
subconsciously and he looked up to the door he was at. It wasn't Taehyung and
Hoseok's. It was his and Jungkook's. Before he could knock the door swung open
and out step a tried looking Jungkook. His innocent perfect face was paler and
his little eyes held bags. Immediately he felt like a complete dick he'd cause
Taehyung to cry, which caused him to cry to Jungkook who stayed up with him
when he could be sleeping. All of them could, but here he sat keeping them all
up because he couldn't push his pride away. He loved Taehyung. Maybe even more
then he did Seokjin. Still though he wanted them both, but what if he was
forced to choose...
Jungkook stopped in his tracks and looked to his hyung with those big innocent
eyes. Pushing Namjoon back he closed the door behind him. The two stood in the
hallway and the whimpers of Taehyung could be herd.
He didn't even understand why he was crying. He had known Joon probably wasn't
gay. He knew this and still he chose to follow the man like a lost duckling. He
chose this. He put it on himself. So why was he crying when his assumption was
proven correct. Maybe because he still loved Namjoon.
Looking to his friend Jungkook smiled. "Hyung you should talk to him...you
really hurt his feelings you know. He just wanted you to do your best on stage.
And he saw you were struggling. He just wanted to led your body...he wanted you
to feel how the roll should be...he really wants you to do your best..we all
want you to do your best and we know you have a lot going on.." The younger boy
mumbled his face flushed as he realized how some of his sentences sounded. He
was gazing up at the older man, as the other was looking down at him with those
hard eyes. Quickly he ran off and ran his small hands down his face. 'I should
think before I go speaking...'
Namjoon sighed and looked to the door handle. Taking the cold metal between his
fingers he twisted the knob and entered the room. The lights were off and the
crying male sat in front of Jungkook's bed. His knees pulled to his chest arms
crossed and set on his knees. His face was down in his arms and his sobs were
muffled. He'd heard the door open, only to believe that it was Jungkook.
"Kook....do you think that Namjoon hates me because I'm a faggot...do you think
he hates me because I'm in love with him. Do you think he knows...?" He mumbled
tightening his grip on his arms digging his face further into them.
Namjoon kept silent until he reached the crying sobbing figure. Taehyung was
facing the bed giving his advantage of not being known really until he spoke.
He sat behind the smaller boy and pulled Taehyung between his legs. Pressing
the younger against his chest. "He does now. And no he doesn't hate you.." He
whispered the air blowing against his loves neck. He was so in love with this
male. He had been since the first debut.
Taehyung tensed against the male. He should have know the moment he was pulled
against a chest. A board strong one at that, that this wasn't Jungkook. The
deep voice that came across caused him to stiffen more and the air against his
neck nearly making him moan. He shifted and leant further back against the man
holding him. "N-Namjoon.." He moaned and wrapped a hand around his around the
left side of his neck. "Why did you yell at me..." He questioned he just had to
know. If the male didn't hate him because he was gay or anything within that
throwing range, then why did he yell at him.
Namjoon sighed and pulled his face away from the younger mans neck. "I've been
very busy and frustrated lately, trying to remember things and film and stuff,
but that is no excuse because we all are. That's just the excuse I've been
using since I began this path. My real excuse is, Kim Taehyung. You, You're my
excuse...you're the reason I feel all of these emotions. You're the reason my
emotion is poured on paper and rapped so violently. You're the reason I fuck up
at dance practice. You're the reason I'm so frustrated. What I'm saying Tae is
I'm in love with you. I love you so much. I have for nearly four years now...."
He spoke quietly in case someone was near or trying to listen. "I'm just
afraid. Of this...a relationship between us...I think everyday. What will the
fans, managers, other members think..." He mumbled and looked away in shame.
Taehyung's sniffles had stopped and turned to small giggles. Slowly he was
growing to that weird young boy again. "You mean to tell me..my monster is
scared..." He gave and awkward laugh and turned to face Namjoon his legs placed
over Namjoon who's were stretched out and half under the bed. He didn't know
how Namjoon was going react about Taehyung calling him his monster. "The fans
and manages I don't know exactly how they would react...I'm pretty sure the
girls would be head over hills for it.. but as for Bangtan...Namjoon how have
you not noticed....Yoongi and Jimin go and Hoseok and Jungkook go...you Seokjin
and I are the only ones single...unless Jin got side hoes." And their his was
again. Queen V.
Namjoon chuckled before nearly frowning at the thought of his Seokjin with
someone else. 'God why can't I have both of the men I love!' He yelled in anger
in his mind. Mentally he was with them both, but isn't that how all mental love
stories go?
"Well now it's just Seokjin..." He mumbled his face leaning in towards
Taehyung's lips.
Chapter End Notes
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***** Just a Kiss *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Taehyung felt his breathing hitch and his stomach tighten. Did the love of his
life really just kiss him? Did he seriously just touch lips with Rap Monster?
Looking to Taehyung's face he began to grow worried. Did he do it wrong? Was
his kiss bad? He already couldn't fucking dance! What made himself think he
could kiss? Biting his lip he felt the metallic taste flow and he sighed. He
had a bad habit of causing his own lip to bleed. "Taeh-" His sentence was
mumbled by a pair of lips leaning back against his in a cautious way. Slowly a
hand found it's way to the rappers cheek, causing Namjoon to question what was
happening. Once the brown haired boy pulled away Namjoon looked to Taehyung,
who glared at him in admiration.
"I just wanted to make sure it was true....that I wasn't dreaming again..."
Namjoon smiled and chuckled
"And you should stop biting your lip so hard, because I don't want to taste
blood every time I kiss you..."
~
"H-Hoseok..ngn.." The breath of the small boy staggered as his hand raised up
to grip the other males shirt. "S..stop...it....it'll bruise.." The other male
above him chuckled against the creamy flesh of the younger males collar bone.
"But. That's what we want isn't it Kookie.." Hoseok asked as he gazed up from
his mark making. "It'll be noticeable.." Jungkook mumbled, his body was arched
firmly against his lovers, and his smaller hands still grasped at the white
shirt of Hoseok's.
Hoseok chuckled and looked to the youngers eyes. "Does that matter?" Kookie
blushed, and looked away from the man hovering above him. "I..I guess not...."
He mumbled and attempted to look at Hoseok, only to fail and clamp his eyes
shut when his brown orbs met with males jaw line.
The hands that were clamped to Hoseok's shirt tightened as a pair of soft lips
traveled down his chest. The youngers lips parted and he huffed a heavy needed
breath. "H-Hoseok..." His chapped lips panted before his hands ran into his
lovers hair tugging lightly. Hoseok simply continued his trail often leaving
matching purple blotches on the others skin.
Jungkook's young body trembled in pure ecstasy. He'd never been touched in this
way, and his first kiss had been with Hoseok; so he was basically a complete
newbie to "the world of sexual interaction." Or whatever anyone else decided to
call it.
He didn't completely understand what was happening to his body. Though it was
scary the pleasure was washing it away like white foam on the beach, and just
as swiftly. A staggered breath fell from the baby's mouth and his body arched,
further. Hoseok's large hand had cupped him and his small bodies reaction was
to immediately press closer to what was causing him such euphoria. "H-
Hoseok...." He lips begged and his hips subconsciously rotated in the others
hand trying for more friction then what little teasing the asshole was
delivering.
"H-Hoseok they'll here me..."
~
"Yoongi...." Jimin whispered as his eyes shot up to his pink haired lovers chin
that happened to be staring back, seeing as obviously Suga had no intent on
looking away from the television.. "Hmm.." The older man hummed. "Do you hear
that...." Yoongi raised an eyebrow glancing down to the male laid out on his
chest before the rest of his body descended between Yoongi's legs.
"Jimin...what the hell are you talking about I don't hear anything.." He
growled slightly annoyed by his younger half.
Jimin sighed and buried his face back into Yoongi's bear chest. Sighing as the
sound of the television consumed him once again.
The sound of a moaned screamed echoed causing both Yoongi and Jimin to jump.
Jimin rushed to his feet. "That sounded like Kookie!" He turned moving to bolt
off; before two steps were taken Suga had the dark brown haired male pinned
underneath him. "Jimin listen to Kookie.." He pressed, and Jimin's eyebrows
furrowed as he awaited another scream.
"H-Hoseok!"
Jimin's eyes widened and his face flushed. If it hadn't been for Yoongi he
would have ran right into that..
Sometimes...all lot of the time his caring aspect would get him into a world of
shit.
Yoongi smirked at the blush that flourished on his lovers face. Leaning down he
gave each warm tinted cheek a peck before looking back into his lovers eyes.
"You're cute when you blushed so red..." This only causing Jimin to, of course
hide his burning face further then he had prier to the man kissing his cheeks.
He hated when Yoongi would make such a big deal about his cheeks.
He hated them. He was trying to get over the keep-up-my-amazing-apperance thing
but it was difficult. He was just so self conscious.
Yoongi lowered his face towards Jimin; the youngers breath catching in his
throat.
~
"N-Namjoon....a-are you sure...w-we-ah..." Taehyung gasped and stumbled in his
sentence. Namjoon was trailing his body leaving marks where he pleased.
Taehyung simply letting him, though questioning himself if they should be
committing such a sensual activity right now: A. They just "got together." B.
It was like three in the morning. Though of course Namjoon continued on his
journey towards his lovers boxers.
Even with this still feeling so right his body still resisted everything that
was given. What if this was the wrong time? What if they screwed and everything
got all weird between them after? There were just to many questions right now
to fuck around. Literally and figuratively.
The lips that continued to travel his body had by then made it to the hem of
his boxers. Glancing down Taehyung immediately clamped his eyes shut.
Namjoon had the hem of his boxers between his teeth! His teeth! It was like
something out of a porn or a really smutty movie.
Namjoon made sure his grip was firm on the boxers before he gripped Taehyung's
hips. He craned his head up some making sure he could see Taehyung's eyes,
complete facial expression. Namjoon's smirk grew as he began pulling the boxers
past his lovers slim hips. Namjoon could feel Taehyung's member stressing
against his boxers pressing firmly against his throat as he continued to pull
at the boxers with his teeth.
Taehyung's gasp caught him off guard causing him to jump and let go of the
boxers. The hem smacking back against the beautiful skin of who he loved.
Taehyung screamed and gave a dying cry immediately jerking away from Namjoon
causing the man to tumbled to the floor. "Tae! Taehyung! I'm so sorry baby!"
Namjoon called fumbling around on the floor trying to get out of the light
blanket he was wrapped, twisted, and trapped in, but nothing was working.
Once out he plopped back on the bed looking to Taehyung's face which was
contorted in pain. "What did you suddenly gasp at?" He questioned.
Taehyung looked to Namjoon and bashfully blushed. "S-Seeing my boxers in your
mouth....it..it was... very...umm..sensual.." God what was it about RM that
made him so submissive?
Namjoon chuckled at the youngers nervous reply. It was cute the way he sunk
back into the wall of pillows he was laying against. "Is that it.." He chuckled
again. Slowly maneuvering back over Taehyung's legs. He sat on the others
thighs straddling Tae. The look in his eyes was a nearly pleading beg, mixed
with a strong emotion of lust.
"Y-Yes.." Namjoon smirked as he leaned in; Taehyung's reply causing him the
nearly snort. He didn't know if Taehyung was completely new to sex or what was
about too happen, but he defiantly wasn't use to it. His lips ran gently along
the boys neck, not kissing or moving just brushing against Taehyung's neck.
This causing the younger male under him to wither in pleasure. "Namjoon..." He
begged grasping the males shoulders. Namjoon's lips finally made complete
contact when he found the boys collar bone. He knew for a fact that was his
most sensitive spot on his neck, from a dare years ago. He remembered that day
so vividly.
It hadn't even been a truth or dare game. The members had just - for no reason
- dared him to kiss Taehyung's neck. He'd never found out why. Maybe they could
see the lust in both Namjoon's and Taehyung's eyes when they looked at each
other. Maybe they thought it would get the boys together, well it obviously
didn't work as fast as they thought it would. Though he did remember the only
other member that was reluctant to it, it was Seokjin. He didn't know why
either but Jin looked angered and saddened when the members pushed through
about it. So of course Namjoon only had to, he wasn't about to cut his hair.
' "Namjoon?" Taehyung questioned as the male pulled him from his comfortable
spot on the bed, face stuffed in the laptop screen looking for any music he
hadn't fond already. Namjoon sighed and pulled them both back to the den of the
house. The rest of the members giddy, though Seokjin had walked off. Namjoon
pushed Taehyung down on the couch immediately straddling. He could feel
Taehyung's body stiffen under him and his light gasp. This causing RM himself
to stiffen. "Namjoon...w-what..." His sentence was cut off by a moan that
slipped past his lip as Namjoon kissed his collar bone. His hands moving up and
gripping Namjoon's shoulders. His eyes immediately growing lidded, his body
slacking against the couch.
The rest of the members stood wide-eyed and bushy tailed. Jungkook was the
first to dash off Hoseok trailing him. Yoongi's face held a smirk as he watched
Taehyung's face flush when their eyes met. Jimin held close and they walked off
together.
Taehyung didn't socialize with any of the members but Rap Monster for a good
month after that.
"Namjoon~" A voice called and Namjoon released the skin he had began to
subconsciously suck on. "Sorry..." He mumbled and moved to the boys lips.
Catching them slowly. Taehyung grasping at the sheets beneath them. Namjoon
licked at the boys bottom lip asking. Yet not receiving, he repeated the action
again the Taehyung moaned softly this giving Namjoon the timed he needed to
slip his tongue into the boys mouth.
A sudden pushed had Namjoon in the floor and Taehyung cupping his junk. Namjoon
sighed and stood. Seokjin wouldn't push him away like that.. not over simply
cupping him..
~
Taehyung sighed and sat on the bed wrapped in the large comforter. He was
painfully hard and just sitting there wasn't helping. "Namjoon..I'm sorry." He
whispered to the air around him. It responding with silence.
~
"Namjoon what do you want?" Jin's voice came across crude, this causing the
younger man to chuckled. "Awe Eomma what's wrong? Did you miss me?" Namjoon
smirked walking over to Join whom sat in the middle of the dance floor. "What
are you doing in here?" Namjoon questioned sitting beside his best friend.
Wrapping an arm around Jin. "Trying to get away from you..." Jin laughed and
leaned his head against Namjoon's shoulder. Jin sighed a content sigh.
He was so stressed out with everything going on right now. His lover having the
possibility of being with another. Yoongi and Jimin... Hoseok and Jungkook.
Everyone around him in a relationship and he was stuck here without someone to
hold him. It was true the people who help others the most are the loneliest.
Namjoon shifted slightly so his sweat pants weren't so tight around his crotch.
"Seokjin..." He wanted to tell him. He needed to tell Seokjin that he loved
him, and not the way Seokjin thought. He loved Seokjin the same way he love
Taehyung, but Taehyung wasn't sure right now. Or he was just scared.
Jin hummed his response and awaited the male to speak. "Seokjin I love you."
"I love you too Namjoon.."
"NO Seokjin I LOVE you."
Jin pulled from Namjoon and looked to his eyes. "I love you to Namjoon..what do
you not understa--" A pair of lips connecting with his caused the elder to
falter and a pull back. Smacking Namjoon in the face, he stood and wiped his
mouth from the slobber. "NAMJOON! What are you doing you have Taehyung.."
Namjoon frowned and looked away. "I thought I did to but obviously I was wrong
about him..." He lied. He knew Taehyung wanted him, and he knew he wanted a
Taehyung, but if Taehyung wasn't going to be accepting of him or at least kiss
him, how did either of them expect to move on in a relationship. Ever.
Seokjin immediately felt relief wash over him and he walked back over sitting
beside Namjoon. "I'm sorry Namjoon...really I am.."
"Jin...I was serious when I said I love you...and when I kissed you I was
serious about it.. I love you Seokjin...." He mumbled and looked to Jin. The
elders eyes held tears. Yet those tears blurred out the fact that even if
Taehyung didn't want Namjoon it was still wrong to have a relationship with
him.
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***** Dance Floor Bliss *****
Chapter Notes
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The temperature of the room had grown humid and thick in a matter of minutes.
The two adults lay out on the dance floor the elder hovered just inches over
the younger males crotch. Jin panted as his fringe stuck to his face and his
lips puffed swollen from passionate kissing.
Seokjin couldn't remember the last two minutes in which he ended up readying
himself to suck off his best friend on their dance studio floor.
Namjoon's eyes were lidded and his long fingers were intertwined into his
second lovers hair.
Thanks to Jin never turning the lights on when he came in the lights were off,
only adding to the effect. The street light shined what it could through the
blinds. The lighting hit nearly perfect on the scene being drawn out. The light
slashed across the youngers body showing what effect Jin's mouth had on him. A
small string of light played childishly against Jin's face, flashing in and out
of his eyes as his head bobbed rhythmically on Namjoon.
Namjoon's groans getting caught in his throat could clearly be heard as he
would try to swallow them back down, only to end up huffing out a needed
breath. Namjoon's eyes rolled back in his head as Seokjin locked his lips
around him and swallowed. Jin's eyes immediately shot up to catch his lovers
reaction only to see the younger male gasp and arch his body his hips pressing
forward as a subconscious action. The tip of Namjoon pressing against the back
of Seokjin's throat.
A low throaty moan was released as Namjoon trusted into Jin's throat pressing
himself further down the mans air tube. Though Jin's gag reflex was begging for
relief, he forced himself to keep calm and swallow against the younger mans
cock once more; before a warmth shot down his throat and the younger man moaned
tugging at the elders hair. He swore he felt a few pieces detach.
Jin moved to pull back so he could completely swallow what was graciously given
to him, but the strong hands on his head kept his lips pushed against the hilt
of Namjoon. Panting the younger released the males head and ran his hands over
his face groaning out. Jin leaned up and gladly swallowed the salty substance
in his mouth. His tongue curling in enjoyment.
Seokjin huffed as his back hit the floor and a lustful man hovered over him.
Glancing down Seokjin realized Namjoon had pulled his boxers back up but kicked
off his pants. Which were respectably laying where they belonged; on the floor
half way across the room. Namjoon's lips quickly came into contact with Jin's
neck and the elder moaned loudly. A pop sound was made as Namjoon pulled from
his lovers neck. "My turn..." Was all the younger man mumbled before pulling
Jin's navy blue sweat shirt off his body with out the others assistance. His
lips trailed the mans body leaving a few purple blotches here and their,
nothing to serious out of respect for Jin having to hide them later. Reaching
the males dark blue, blue jeans he glanced up. Jin's face was contorted into
something along the lines of pure ecstasy. His eyes were heavy, his swollen
lips parted, and begging to be kissed. His cheeks were tinted, his body was
arched forward already.
Jerking the tight skinny jeans down the mans legs Namjoon kissed his way back
up nuzzling the males inner thigh. Teasing it with kisses and nips. Gaining a
begging plead, and a twitch from his lover. He could already see Jin straining
against the thin cotton boxers that hung closely to his skinny frame.
Namjoon chuckled and nuzzled the hard crotch before him. "Hmm..Seokjin. You're
so hard already...I've barely touched you.." He teased, and kissed the man
through the fabric. Succeeding another moan from the elder who pressed forward.
"N-Namjoon please..!" He cried and pressed forward a little more.
Namjoon chuckled again and pulled the boxers between his teeth. Tugging them
down he dropped them to the side and crawled back up the elders body. His
breath thick against the hardened member before him. Kissing softly at Jin, his
lips lightly locked around the side and licked at the man. Receiving a begging
moan and thrust. Namjoon caught the tip between his lips sucking gently at it
tonguing at the males slit. Jin's hands quickly found Namjoon's hair and his
body arch tremendously. "N-Namjoon.. ah-" His body tensed and he thrust forward
again. Forcing more of himself into RM's mouth further.
Rap Monster simply took the man with ease gladly deep throating Jin, as the
elder had him. Maybe not as skilled, but who would complain over a blow job?
Jin moaned out loudly and gripped the mans hair tighter. "I-I'm close..." He
panted and arched again.
Bobbing his head Namjoon continued until a throaty moan was heard. Quickly he
pulled back and pulled the throbbing member into a hand not allowing the elder
to relive himself, squeezing lightly. Jin's moan was caught in his throat and
he whined. "Namjoon~"
"Not yet..." Was the stern answer he was given.
Rap Monster slithered back up the elders body kissing him. At first Jin was
reluctant to kiss back one because he was mad at Namjoon and two the man had
just been sucking him off, though quickly he gave up and returned the kisses.
His moans staggering. Some loud, some nearly audible.
~
"A-ahh...Namjoon!" The elder begged as the man thrust harder into his slim
body. Though the thrust were hard they were slow. The scene was something out
of a porno. Slow and rough. Jin's hand was stretched out, Namjoon's body leaned
over his lovers chest to back, his hand intertwined with Seokjin's as they
rocked in sync both males allowing low and high moans to escape. "J-Jin...I'm
close..fuck!" The rapper nearly growled. They had been going at it like this
for at least thirty minutes now. Jin's had already came three times not
including the first one he wasn't allowed.
~
"Namjoon we have to clean this up!" The male freaked and rushed to stand only
to moan and fall back to his knees. "Shit Jinnie... don't try to fucking stand
you idiot.." He sighed and thumped the man on the forehead. Jin wormed away and
crawled over to his shirt. His butt in the air as he attempted his pitiful weak
crawl. Namjoon sighed and licked his lips. "Jin stop I'll clean it up I need to
get you to bed...everyone else is probably asleep.." He sighed it was like five
in the morning and they had practice tomorrow. Oh Shit....practice...Jin
dammit. Growling at himself he pulled Seokjin into his arms and drug the male
out of the dance studio Jin trying to fight away. Once he was actually able to
convince him to sleep and that he would clean everything up he headed back to
the dance studio. Though a voice caught him off guard.
"Was it nice?" The voice muttered and Rap Monster stiffened. 'SHIT!'
Someone had heard them. Someone had heard him fucking Seokjin when he was
supposed to be with Taehyung!
"I'm not going to say anything...but you're gonna get in a world of Shit RM
when little pterodactyl finds out, you know that right.." Yoongi muttered
referring to Taehyung. Namjoon growled and stumbled over to Yoongi jerking him
up by his black shirt. "I swear if you say anything I will personally kill
you!" The male growled and Suga chuckled. His face unamused, but sheltered by
the blackness around them. "I'd like to see you try.." RM growled again and
pushed Yoongi away before punching him. Nailing the older man in the mouth.
"Say I won't I dare you!"
Yoongi chuckled and stood back straight wiping his lip of the running blood.
This one will be hard to explain to Jimin and the rest of the group...maybe he
could hide it with make up..
With that Namjoon stormed off back to the dance studio. Quickly cleaning up
what he caused. Before he completely broke down. He'd have to make it up to
Taehyung later.
~
"Tae! I'm sorry!" He cried out clenching the semen dampened paper towel, as he
stared at the mess of cum on the floor.
"Namjoon?" The to familiar voice called and the man jerked himself to his feet
wiping his eyes that held tears threatening to fall. "I-I'm sorry..." He
mumbled and looked down to his bare feet. His toes curling. "W-What...are you
cleaning up.."
"Um...uh...some food I spilled...just a minute ago...I was eating cereal..."
Taehyung just nodded and leaned against the wall. "Did you come here to clear
your mind...i-if so I can find somewhere else.." He mumbled and bit his lip.
"No Taehyung your fine...I'm sorry about earlier really... I-I shouldn't have
been so...pushy..about it. I need to respect you in this relationship as you do
me..." He mumbled. Taehyung smiled at the mention of this actually being a
relationship. Walking forward he pulled the man off the floor and lightly
kissed him. "I'm glad...that..that you feel the same way..." He mumbled and
hugged the other close. "I honestly thought you had left to find someone else."
....
"Yoongi..." The growl was thick and low and Yoongi knew better then to lie, but
what else could he do. He couldn't tell Jimin about Namjoon and Jin. He
couldn't tell Jimin that Namjoon punched him. "I tripped earlier and bit my lip
really bad...." Yoongi lied, it was weak but Jimin usually believed him.
"Yoongi that doesn't look like a bite...it looks like you got punched...what
are you not telling me.." Jimin begged his lover and he wriggled into his lap.
"Babe I'm fine I promise...nothings wrong."
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***** These Pretty Little Lies.. *****
Chapter Notes
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Taehyung smiled as his eyes fluttered open to find himself wrapped in Rap
Monsters arms. He remembered the heavy make out they had in the dance studio at
five this morning. His cheeks slightly tinting as he looked over the mans face,
and his lips. Leaning forward and gazing deeper. His lips locked with Namjoon's
and he smiled against the slightly chapped lips. "Joonie..." The brown haired
male whispered kissing Namjoon again.
The white haired male groaned and opened his eyes slowly, rolling to his side
away from Taehyung. Clamping his eyes back shut. "Ji-Tae.. what do you want?
What time is it?" Taehyung giggled not catching the slip up. Moving he pushed
the older man over and happily straddled the rapper. "Awe Namjoon why you gotta
be so rude! Don't you know that I'm human to-" The boy sang loudly and off key.
Though out off respect for the others still sleeping he didn't sing all that
loudly. That was if the other members were still there. "Taehyung stop you are
so off beat.." Taehyung laughed and leaned down. "Then kiss me...or Ill keep
signing and make sure to wake up everyone and then blame it all on you. You
know they'll believe me, they always believe me and Jungkook."
Namjoon groaned and rolled them over so he was the one doing the straddling.
Taehyung squeaked and looked up to Namjoon just in the time that the mans lips
met with his.
"N-Ngn Namjoon..." The younger male panted out as Namjoon kissed back up his
muscular leg nipping at his inner thigh. Taehyung's eyes were dazed and his
body stiff.
The sudden knock at the door caused both men to jump and push away from each
other Taehyung pulling his boxers back on. "Y-Yeah..." Taehyung called he knew
it was probably Kookie.
Kookie slowly twisted the knob and stumbled in leaning on the door for support.
"You guys do know it's like two in the afternoon and we have practice... at two
thirty... " Taehyung gasped and rushed out of the room past Kookie raising hell
about having to eat breakfast and taking a shower though he was gonna get
sweaty again. His hands waving in the air as if he were trying to make a scene.
This leaving Rap Monster to tease Kookie about his limp. "So what's with the
limp little innocent..?" He chuckled. Everyone knew, everyone could hear them.
Kookie blushed and looked away though a small smile lifted on his lips and he
pulled the bottom plump between his teeth. "U-Um....I don't know....m-maybe I
slept wrong.." He mumbled and looked to the floor. The over grown sweater he
had on was crumbled up in his fist at the sleeves ends. It also wasn't doing to
well at covering up the bright shiny purple marks along the young boys neck.
"Slept wrong...no I think you rode wrong..." The older man teased.
The maknae's face light up and he quickly turned leaving the room.
~
Once again the man faltered in his dance and fell onto his lover causing them
to chuckle and lay there for a minute. Taehyung and the rest of the members
sighed and stopped moving into a small group as the manager came in.
Taehyung's face held that blank stare, but something else was there. Jealousy,
anger. Behind those plain eyes, something deep down. There was that sparking
fear, like a smog that never lifted. It was simply covered by a cloudy rain.
Beside Namjoon was his! Or so he thought. He sighed and looked away from the
scene. He couldn't take it. He could see the fucking admiration in their eyes
for each other.
"Thats it Namjoon! Seokjin! Leave now!" The manager yelled red faced and big
eyed. The rest of the boys stiffened and stared at the man it was never good
when he was pissed. It meant the rest of the group had to work harder and he
pushed them further.
The two males hopped up off of the floor and ran of the room together laughing
about it not realizing how much it would coast them in the long run. Taehyung
sighed and glanced away again. Kookie catching this eased his way over and
hugged the male before pulling away again. "It'll be alright Tae-Tae.." He
didn't know the whole situation between Taehyung, Namjoon, and Seokjin but he
figured Taehyung wasn't fond of what just happened between the two.
Yes, they were best friends but that just wasn't a normal best friend thing.
Laying on the floor gazing into each others eyes with such admiration. Taehyung
shook his head and stepped away. Getting back into position to dance the other
members following his action.
~
"I-I couldn't focus! I kept thinking about this morning at like five in the
morning!" Seokjin giggled and nuzzled deeply into Namjoon's chest whom chuckled
and ran another hand through his hair. "Seokjin..." He smiled and lifted the
males face. Pulling himself up some the elder looked into his lovers eyes. "I
enjoyed last night you know." Jin mumbled trailing his long index finger over
Namjoon's lips. The younger man gently kissing at the finger. Jin giggled and
leaned forward his finger dragging Namjoon's bottom lip down some before he
slipped his finger back to the rest and kissed the man. Pulling back he eyed
the younger man and smiled. "I really do adore you Namjoon..." He cracked a
happy smile and leaned up straddling the male. Namjoon pulled himself up and
kissed Seokjin deeply locking their lips for a minute before pulling away. "I
love you more then you could ever imagine Jin..." He mumbled against his lovers
lips.
"Do you love me to the moon and back?" Jin mumbled and looked to Namjoon's
eyes. Namjoom smiled and kissed Jin's nose. "Why just to the moon and back...?"
Jin giggled and shrugged. "To the sun?" He questioned again and looked to the
rappers eyes. "Ninety three million miles...that's a long distance, but just to
the sun?" Jin frowned. "Then how much do you love me?" He pouted.
"Kim Seokjin I love you more far more than the abundance of starts in the sky.
I love you more then my own life. The amount of everything we humans know of
added together could not surpass the love I have for you.." Jin smiled and
leaned forward kissing the man he love with a passion he had for no other.
The males continued to pass 'I love you' phrases as the swapped kisses
continued. It was as if they were trying to win some contest and before long
they were on another road similar to last night, just on a bed this time.
"Namjoon I love you..." He mumbled as the male kissed and sucked his way
towards the elders collar bone. Testing a light suck against the flesh he
awaited a response. He wondered if Seokjin and Taehyung had the same reaction
to the whole neck thing. Obviously they didn't seeing as Jin never moved nor
made a sound. He frowned slightly at this.
He continued on his journey to find the sensitive place on the males neck but
after several minutes he growls and gives up. Immediately running after the
males shirt, tugging it off, throwing it rightfully to the floor. Kissing
slowly down the males chest he circled a nipple with his tongue before taking
the nub between his lips. Jin's body pressed forward and he softly moaned.
"Namjoon..." Seokjin begged he could already feel himself hardening in his
jeans.
Sucking at the small nub that hardened between his lips Namjoon smirked and ran
a tongue over the sensitive object. Receiving a louder moan from Jin, whom was
obviously pleased with the situation. His bare back arched off of the bed,
pushing his body towards the man delivering him this amazing pleasure.
Namjoon's pride swelled up as the elder arched higher, in sync with the pinch
of the nipple that had been neglected. His thumb ran softly over the hardening
nub. "Nam-Namjoon! P-Please..." The dazed elder panted out begging his younger
friend for something more then the tease he was getting.
This of course caused the young man in control to chuckled and only tease
further. Though he'd only had Jin like this once before he already loved it,
and already it was addicting. The mans cheeks flushed his body arched so
perfectly as if he were and archway to freedom. The fiery passion at burned in
the elders eyes, adding to the reddened tint on his cheeks. His lips chapped
from constant breaths being sucked through his teeth, hisses of pleasure. The
constant whimpers and noises when Jin felt something was unfair, pleasurable,
or painful. His shivering and trembling limbs that never seemed to calm until
the high was completely left for dead.
After another five minutes of painfully teasing his begging lover he stripped
off his own clothing, once removing Jin's last article of clothing. His thin
cotton boxers.
Jin's limp figure laid sprawled on the bed as he gazed at the ceiling, though
after a minute or two he figured he should get into position. As he moved to
roll over long fingers wrapping around his shoulder stopped him. Turning back
to face Namjoon he blushed and looked down. "I want to see your face this
time.." The mans voice carried this thick demand, causing Jin to quickly comply
and return on to his back.
Leaning over the edge of the bed Namjoon reached for the night stand that
protectively held his lube. Yesterdays experience had been more painful then
need. Which seeing as they had been the dance studio lube was nowhere around.
Hopefully not.
Namjoon parted Jin's legs the, elder immediately bending them at the knee. The
rapper gladly positioned himself comfortably in between the mans long legs.
Gazing into his lovers eyes he leaned down and kissed Jin deeply. Seokjin
instantly responding. The kiss grew as Namjoon ran a hand down Jin's hip before
slipping his index finger into Jin, who whimpered within the deep kiss they
held. His arms immediately wrapping around Namjoon, fingers clenching at the
mans bare skin. His long legs finding there way around the body as well.
The younger man curled his finger inside of his older lover, awaiting a
reaction before repeating. He did this about three times before adding a second
finger, and each time Jin would nearly scream in pleasure begging for more.
"N-Namjoon..I want you inside of me not your...damn finger.." He begged in
sentence this time, instead of in moan.
Namjoon chuckled against the elders lips and pulled his fingers from the man.
"Mm, only because I love you.." He mumbled.
Raising the elders hips slightly the rapper pushed into his lover.
Jin's body arched forward almost instantly and he moaned out, his nails digging
in to the sides of his lying lover. Straight away Namjoon was thrusting into to
his unknowing lover. The elder clinging to him for life trusting a lying man.
"N-Namjoon..." Jin panted and clenched tighter to the rapper.
"Jin...." The man breathed. "Calm down...you're to tense..." He moaned himself.
Picking up pace and roughness as the thrust proceeded the elder was basically a
drooling blob by the end of everything. His head was craned back, his spine
abnormally arched. His toes curled tightly and his nails dug into Namjoon, and
small lines of blood did manage to trickle down the rappers sides at certain
places.
"Seokjin..." The younger panted and clenched the dancers hips. "Fuck..."
Namjoon moaned as his own back arched and his body tensed.
Jin's body jerking slightly as the warmth filled his body and his own release
echoed his lovers.
Popping lazily beside Jin, Namjoon pulled the elder to him. His eyes met with
those of his hazy lovers and he smiled. He did that to Jin. He made the man
unable to think straight. He made Jin beg Jim for more. He did something, and
he was actually proud of it.
~
A growl was released and the brown haired male stomped from the dance studio
room leaving the last four members with the sound of a slamming door.
He couldn't take it anymore. For the past damn hour it was on his mind and that
fall between that took place between Rap Monster and Jin was tearing him apart.
He had to confront the man as to why he seemed so lost in the elders eyes. If
he was so in love, if he was so lost in Seokjin why didn't Namjoon just leave
him and fuck Jin!? Just tell Jin he loved him like no other. But no he insisted
to fall with Jin, stare into his eyes, and run off yelling.
Its ironic how things seem to happen.
It pissed him off so much, but deep done inside he could feel it ripping him
apart and his heart was falling to pieces.
Taehyung growled in frustration. He gripped his hair as he walked towards his
dorm. He couldn't take it. He needed to confront that asshole about whatever it
is that he and Jin have going on.
Immediately he turned on his heel and headed towards the opposite end of the
house where Namjoon's dorm was held. With each step he felt his heart clench as
the sound of smacking lips grew louder along with a few moans.
His fist clench and his breathing grew ragged. Clenching his eyes shut he stood
at the end of the hall patting his face he opened his eyes again and listened.
He was dreaming right?
Namjoon wouldn't cheat on him...
Sadly his question was answered quickly by the soft begging of the name
'Namjooon' from a all to familiar voice.
The tears welled up and Taehyung walked off quickly. His body shook with pain
and his heart was beating out of his chest. N-Namjoon was cheating on him.
Rushing from the house he sprinted down the road as fast as he could.
What had he done to deserve such a disastrous situation? He'd never hurt
anyone... He always tried to help who ever and what ever he could. He wasn't a
bad person! What had he done?
The sprinting had long came to a drag and his body collapsed on to the
sidewalk. He fell onto his knees with a crack and grit his teeth in pain. He
knew that wasn't good, but he couldn't care less. "What did I do!" He screamed
at the top of his lungs gasping for air immediately after.
What was so much better about Jin! Why did Namjoon lead him on? What was the
point of any of it if he was going to just leave!? Especially without saying
anything! His mind reminding him of that morning in the dance studio of their
ten minute make out and earlier this afternoon before Kookie bothered them. It
all rushed back and he wheezed a breath. His body was trying to regulate
everything away, but the depression was coming fast.
He couldn't believe it, he didn't want to have to, but he knew it was true.
Namjoon was cheating.
His questioned of what was going on between Namjoon and Seokjin had now been
answered.
That's what was going in between them.
"Tae!" The maknae screamed jerking at the male that lay limp on the sidewalk.
"Hobbi what's wrong with him!?" Kookie cried out looking to his lover. The rest
of Bangtan standing around. Namjoon stood in the back away from everything he
couldn't look at the scene he didn't know what was wrong with Taehyung but knew
it wasn't positive. "Kookie.... I don't know baby.." He mumbled close to
Jungkook's ear. Getting Jimin to help him he put Taehyung over his should and
wrapped Jungkook's hand in his free hand. Carrying Taehyung was easy he'd done
it enough. They were best friends after all.
The bright light the seemed to beam at him caused him to grown before a gasp
was let out and he was basically tackled with hugs. By the members that were
there, and of course once again Jin and Namjoon weren't their. They never had
been, even when Namjoon was as "straight" as a pencil.
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"V!" The childish voice called out as something wriggled on top of him.
"Kookie!" Hoseok yelled with jealousy thick in his voice. "Jungkook! Get off of
him! You're probably hurting him.." The youngsters boyfriend yelled again.
"Tae..." Jimin mumbled looking to Yoongi as if he were asking if it was okay to
touch Taehyung. Receiving a nod, Jimin hugged Taehyung before pulling away and
holding his hand lightly. "Tae what happened after you left..?" The male
questioned and looked to the hooded eyes of his friend.
Taehyung groaned and pulled his hand from Jimin wiping his eyes with his fists.
"What do you mean...I just went to take a jog...I needed to clear my mind of a
few things.." He simply lied and shrugged.
"But you were crying when-"
"Hyung...that's the stupidest excuse I've ever heard...the biggest load of
bullshit.." Suga commented the other members turning to look at the pink haired
man.
"Yoongi what do you mean...." Kookie quickly spat his eyes big and worried for
his friend.
"Look just give me a minute with him. We need to talk." Yoongi demanded and
waved the others out of the door. He was the only one that knew about Jin and
RM, and seeing his hyungs actions it was safe to say that he found them when he
left the dance studio last night.
After the door closed quietly Yoongi sighed. "First off Tae what kind damn
excuse was that!?" He spat though kept his voice low knowing the other members
were just outside the door. Pulling a lip between his teeth Taehyung gulped and
sighed. If anyone could read him like a book it was Yoongi. Which hell it was
always hard to lie to him or Seokjin. God have mercy if he tried lying to
Seokjin..
His blood boiled as he thought about Seokjin and Namjoon. He wasn't mad at Jin
as much because Namjoon probably pulled some shit and said Tae didn't want him.
He didn't know why but it just seemed like something Namjoon would do...in a
situation of frustration.
"I know about them Taehyung...I heard them the other night going at it for a
straight hour....I know. And I know that piece of shit is playing you both.
Neither of you knowing until now.." Yoongi said no sympathy within his thick
voice. He loved Tae yes, but how could a cheating boyfriend be suga coated.
(Yes I did.)
Taehyung's eyes glazed over and he shook, another panic attack was catching up,
"Suga stop! You don't know...you...don't.." Tae stopped mid sentence to cry out
and punch weakly at the bed.
Yoongi sighing and walking to the door he pulled it open and stepped out.
"Someone go hug him..Jimin come we're going grocery shopping.."
Obediently Jimin hurried over to his lover and locked his arm with Yoongi's.
The two leaving the building.
Hoseok looked to Jungkook who raised an eyebrow before shooting off towards the
hospital room. "Taehyung?" The youngest questioned. When seeing his friend
crying he quickly sped over and hugged the male tightly. "Hyung..?" He
questioned again Hoseok close behind. Pulling himself onto the bed the maknae
hugged his hyung close and sighed into his shoulder. Hoseok's cheeks lit in
jealousy but he tried his best to ignore it. Their friend, his best friend at
that, was hurting. He couldn't let jealousy get in the way.
"Namjoon, w-where's Namjoon..." Taehyung cried out and clenched the pillow in
his arms. He needed to confront that bastard.
"Tae..he's at the house or should be he and Jin went to get yo-"
"I'm going home now then..." He demanded pulling the needles and patches from
his arms. Hissing at the pain that shot through his arm. Hoseok jumped forward
and Jungkook tried to force Tae to stop, but his small size was no match for
the older male, at least in a time which anger was running ramped through the
male. Hoseok gripped Taehyung and pulled him back to the bed sitting him down.
"Taehyung you know you can't just leave!" The rapper scolded, though this had
no effect on the male who just pushed him away and stormed from the room
grabbing his clothes on the way out. Quickly he made it to a bathroom before he
was seen out of bed. Jerking off the annoying and cold dress thing he sighed
and stuffed it into the small trash can; caring less that it was half in the
floor. Pulling on his clothes from yesterday he walked from the bathroom and
quickly towards the elevator. Running outside he picked up a taxi in a short
time span.
His knee was killing him but gladly the adrenaline from the anger washed over
him and took hold. He knew he was only fucking up his knee even more but at
this point he couldn't careless. He didn't know if he would still be a part of
this bands after this. He was so done.
~
"These Yoongi!" The brown haired male squeaked picking up a box of fruit
snacks. The pink haired man turned to immediately have a ridiculous smiling
Jimin stuffing a box in his face. "Jimin calm down you'll attract attention..."
Yoongi hissed and Jimin quickly nodded understanding what his lover meant.
They were standing in the middle of 코스트코 양재점 (The Yangjae Branch of Costco in
Seoul South Korea.)
Yoongi always found it easier to shop at different places. For the simple
things he always went to an American store and then for the more food wise
things he would find a Korean traditional market such as Namdaemun or Garak.
Though Jimin always managed to find the weirdest snacks at the American stores.
The bouncy boy stood with a bright colored box of something called 'Gushers' in
his hands. They seemed to be an artificially flavored gooey filled gummy snack.
Bite size at least.
Sighing Yoongi looked at the box pulling it from his lovers
hand..."Jimin...look at this! Do you see how unhealthy these little things are
and I bet there only ten in a pack! Look at the price...this American shit is
so weird..." He sighed.
"Aww, Yoongi please!" The younger male begged. "Please I'll...I'll...I'll do
whatever you want me to for a week!!! Please Yoongi!"
Suga chuckled and handed the box back to his lover. "Jiminie..there's no reason
to make that deal...you already do what I tell you right?" Yoongi smirked and
looked to Jimin who blushed red and nodded. Yoongi loved the effect his voice
had on Jimin. Just the simple change in tone caused the male the lower himself
in status knowing who was in charge at the moment.
"Yoongi please! I'll be a good not I promise!"
"Aww baby you made that same promise last time and you lied..remember what
happened. I'm pretty sure you don't what that to happen again huh?"
"Please!" Jimin begged he didn't want to but he knew it was the only way.
Getting on hi knees the younger male bowed to Yoongi. "Master please.." He
begged and didn't raise up until he received an answer from his lover.
~
"Namjoon..." Taehyung growled as his gaze met with that of his ex-lovers. "What
the hell!? Honestly what the hell were you thinking!? What did you honestly
think was gonna happen that we could all just be together!? That neither me or
Jin would ever find out! What the hell! I love you and this is what you do! You
said you loved me! If this is love I would hate to see what hate is truly like,
because obviously this ain't it!" The normally funny, happy, bouncy boy growled
and threw his hands in the air; frustrated to no end.
Namjoon stood there for a second, his lip sucked into his mouth. Yoongi told
him hadn't he? Yoongi had told Taehyung after he said he wouldn't! Though just
as his body went to move Taehyung was in his face. "No I'm not letting you run
away from this. I can't believe it! You would sit there and knowingly make out
with Jin after kicked out of practice! I had came back to talk to you and
that's what the hell I see and hear!" He growled gripping the mans shirt.
Tugging at it in anger. As if it was all the shirts fault. The sound of the
fabric ripping and popping loose, was silently audible between the heavy
breathing of Taehyung.
Namjoon sighed. He'd have to. He'd have to tell Taehyung he "didn't" love him
anymore or he would lose both men he loved. "Taehyung stop before you get
started...look I just don't love you anymore. You had your chance....and missed
it I'm sorry...." He sighed and gently pushed the male away without totally
being an ass about it, but Tae stood his ground. "That's not what you said when
we were making out before practice this morning! I can't fucking believe you!"
He growled. He couldn't even cry about it. It hurt so bad. His hot tears
wouldn't fix the problem. The the droplets of salt water didn't burn out the
fire inside of him. They simply added to the hatred that manifested inside.
Meanwhile Bangtan stood outside of the door; Jin's face feel as soon as he
heard the to yelling at one another. He could hear the pain in Taehyung's voice
and the longing in Namjoon's his face molded into a angered expression before
long and he pushed past the other members. "You all leave...go find something
to do I'll handle this..." Seokjin sternly demanded. His voice was more then
holding anger, this was damn near hate.
Jin swung the door open his eyes immediately locking with Namjoon's who's
softened and he ripped his face away. "I wanna know what the hell he's yelling
about you cheating!" Jin snapped strutting straight over to his "shared"
boyfriend.
Namjoon sighed and turned from the two lovers he thought he had so firmly in
his grasp. "NAMJOON NOW.." Jin raised his voice stepping closer to the shying
away man. Taehyung's eyes stared at Namjoon in disgust he couldn't believe
something like this had actually happened! Couldn't Namjoon had spoke to them
both about this. About wanting them both. It was possible to work something
out.
Taehyung girtted his teeth as the rapper still wouldn't speak. Jin growled and
gave a sigh. "Fine if you don't want to speak then I'll make you, because I'm
not going to just sit back and let something this childish slide....Taehyung.."
Jin called catching the gaze of the younger. Walking over Jin gripped the
younger males cheeks making Taehyung look at him. He crashed their lips
together and Tae whimpered immediately pulling back quickly. "J-Jin what are
you--mphm!" Tae's eyes grew large as the male mashed their lips back together
as one.
Jin's lips were an almost sweet taste. Soft and plump. He could defiantly see
why Namjoon liked his lips and kissing him, but still to cheat! That was low.
After a few seconds of debating Taehyung quickly decided to respond and kiss
back wrapping his arms around Jin's neck. A hand running into the elders hair.
Namjoon had turned around a long time ago. He never thought Jin would go to
such an extreme to get a explanation from someone. But Jin knew that was
Namjoon's weakness, loosing who he loved. And he'd just lost both the men he
loved.
To one another possibly..
His eyes glazed over as a small whimper exited the youngest man in the room.
"Okay! Okay! Look the night that I had came to you Jin I was so frustrated and
fed up. I was...I was horny in complete honesty! And Tae he was scared. I
suppose. I don't know. I don't know if he's ever had sex, but he was reluctant
and I needed some kind of release and writing hasn't been working for a long
time now! So I ran to you because I'm in love with you Jin. I'm in love with
both of you! And I know a heart can only belong to one love, but mine doesn't
okay! I'm not everyone else! And I knew that I couldn't have you both! So I
don't know my mind just went straight to trying to have you both secretly! I
don't know why! I knew it wouldn't last! I just....I just I had that happiness
for the little time I had you both and the power grew I had to keep you
both....but it's over now...and I'm sorry I know you both are hurt...and hate
me.."
The smacking of lips continued however.
Jin and Taehyung by know were in a full on make out. Taehyung was slightly tip
toed and Jin was slightly arched forward. Small whimpers from Tae were heard as
were the grunts of Jin.
Namjoon clenched his fist. "Alright I told you! You can stop now!"
Jin slowly pulled back from Taehyung their eyes meeting before they let got of
each other and stepped away. "I don't hate you completely Namjoon I'm just so
every pissed off at you..." Seokjin spoke. Namjoon watching nothing but the
lips of Jin that had just been against those of his other lover. "I'm Sorry
Jin, I'm sorry Tae..." He sighed and turned walking over towards his bed.
Jin grabbed Taehyung's wrist and pulled the male out of the room. Taehyung was
still stiff from that TOO passionate kiss they had committed. Walking down the
hall Jin sighed. "Um....sorry about that....you...uh....um just have
nice...lips.." Jin mumbled out. Taehyung's grip tightening on the males hand.
"I-It's okay..." Taehyung mumbled and looked down at his feet as he was pulled
along. "Oh...damn..you were supposed to take that pill.." Jin sighed and pulled
the other quicker as they rushed to the kitchen. "Pill? What pill?" Jin stopped
and turned to look at the younger male. "Jungkook and Hoseok didn't tell you?"
"He was probably trying to when I cut him off and ran out of the hospital..."
Taehyung mumbled and Jin's eyes widened. "Kim Taehyung! You weren't released
yet!?" The younger nodded. "You can't just leave when you please.." Taehyung
sighed and looked away. "I'm sorry eomma...I just...I just had to confront
Namjoon.." He mumbled and started walking again. Reminding him they needed to
reach the kitchen.
Jin saw that as a valid enough excuse. He wouldn't want to be stuck in a
hospital knowing his lover was probably cheating on him...with a close friend
at that.
Jin immediately pulling Taehyung again, though the younger males hand only
seemed to tighten around Seokjin's. Maybe it was from the stress of everything
around them. Maybe it was the thoughts running around in his mind. Whatever it
was he was content with Jin right now, and holding his hand only made him feel
better. Jin couldn't complain either.
"Okay...Taehyung.. these are anxiety pills, you will take them twice a day
twelve hours a part so basically one when you wake up one before you go to
bed." Jin spoke and looked to Tae who nodded. Pouring the other a glass of
water he handed the male the small pill and glass. Gulping it down Taehyung
sighed and placed the glass of water back onto the counter.
"Jin, I know you'll probably say no and then lecture me about this but I just
want to ask..." He breathed. "Would you be up for getting revenge on Namjoon?"
The male questioned and Jin raised a brow. Taehyung was right for the most
part. Jin was sweet and it took everything he had to be stern sometimes, but
this getting back a Rap Monster thing sounded interesting. "Hmm..carry on? What
do you have in mind?" The elder questioned leaning against the counter looking
at the male on the opposite side of the bar.
Taehyung sat slightly shocked. This letting Taehyung know just how pissed
Seokjin was at Namjoon.
"Um....I didn't think I'd get this far and actually have to say this...but um
do you think that we could....um..." His sentence trailed off and he glanced to
his feet.
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"Tae?"
"Tae wait please.."
"Tae!"
"Tae I'm sorry!"
"Tae!"
"Tae. Wake up please! Tae!" This voice that called was much different from the
one that had just been begging him, yet it matched perfectly to the one that
kept calling his name.
"Tae...oh my god... are you alright!? Why didn't you tell me what you wanted
to!? Why did you try to run away with a bad knee... Tae...." Jin. Of course it
was Jin. Taehyung, already overwhelmed by his dream just stared at Jin, and
carried that blank expression.
"Tae can you hear me!? Tae say something!" Jin continued to freak. "Taehyung
speak!" Jin continued to yell at the boy that stared at him. Maybe there was
brain damage Taehyung hit his head hard when he fell.
"Seokjin?" The males voice was gentle as he looked up to the man screaming, and
crying his name. His head pounded and he squinted away from the light.
"Seokjin you shouldn't worry so much. Ow." Taehyung attempted to calm the man.
Jin's face only seemed to grow more worried as Tae spoke. What? Was nothing
coming out? Were his lips moving but no sound? Was it all in his head?
Suddenly Jin's body moved forward and he was yelling something about being
crazy and hearing Tae's dead body talk to him. Jin knew Tae wasn't dead, but
his panic attack had kicked in. At the moment Taehyung simply lifted his arms
and wrapped them tightly around Jin pulling him in for a hug.
It wasn't a few more minutes later and Namjoon stood at the end of the hallway
watching his lovers make out on the floor. As Jimin, Yoongi, Hoseok, and
Jungkook walked through the door. All having been out for groceries. This of
course only causing Jin to rip away from Tae and Tae to wipe at his drooling
mouth. Slowly sitting up as Jin had already pounced off of him and was holding
out a hand for...his friend?
"Groceries Jinnie, hyung!" Jimin cheered, walking into the kitchen carrying
about four or five bags
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Jin moaned as his back connected with the door and it shook lightly causing a
few heads to turn from the living room. "T-Tae...we're supposed to be cleaning
up...ahh...your bruises.." The elder moaned as his fingers dug into the arms of
the man attacking his neck at the moment.
"Shh, you started it now I'll finish it..." Was all that was heard before Tae
was attacking the elders lips forcing his tongue into Jin's mouth.
~
"Jimin!! Give it back!" Kookie yelled as he chased Jimin into the kitchen. At
this point Jin forcefully pushed Tae away causing the boy to stumble a little.
"Jimin!" Kookie yelled as Jimin hopped over the counter nearly falling into Tae
gladly he missed the younger male and slammed into the fridge knocking the
breath out of himself, and a few cereal boxes down. Quickly recovering he
beings retaliating. "Not until you take back what you said!" Jimin yells
holding the latters phone above his head. "What I was joking and really you
think holding my phone above your head is going to keep me from getting it I
just called you short and you're gonna do that..." Kookie laughed, a dark
expression taking his features. "Jimin give it back.." Jimin stiffened and
looked down sighing the hand holding the phone fell to his side. "Fine here.."
Jimin threw the phone a Jungkook who quickly lunged forward snatching the phone
from mid air. "What the hell Jimin!"
Tae stood inches away from Jin who watched the scene not knowing if he should
go all 'momma' mode or not.
"Hey Kookie you...." Hoseok's voice quickly diminished as he entered the
strained atmosphere of the kitchen. His brow raised and he walked over to
Kookie patting him on the shoulder. "Kookie?" Jimin leant against the
frigerator. Tae and Jin stood near the pantry door the thick, hot, lusty
atmosphere around them visibly hanging there frozen solid as Hoseok looked at
them. Grabbing Kookie's hand he pulled the maknae from the room. Jimin huffed
stiffly and stomped from the room receiving a disapproving yell from Yoongi. He
was probably sleeping, or trying to.
"What the hell was that about?" Taehyung nearly growled angered his whole
advancement had just been ruined by the two.
"Kookie's making short jokes again..Hoseok's worried about Kookie and Yoongi's
trying to watch a movie probably half asleep on the couch...Namjoon's either
depressed over us or laughing at the jokes..and we're trying to fuck on the
counter top..."
"I wouldn't mind actually trying that." Tae flat lined, smirking as he pulled
at his bottom lip. Immediately Jin huffed and pushed Tae away. "I didn't
literally mean that..you horndog.." Taehyung made a weird noise before turning
and pushing Jin back against the door. "Now are we going to finish what you
started?" The elder hummed, neither in approval or disapproval. He wouldn't
mind getting out his sexual tension right now, just he didn't want the 'kids'
walking in on him and Taehyung fucking in the kitchen. There and again though
this was Jin's kitchen. The only reason the others ever came in was for drinks
and to get food when called, and hell half the time Jin just ended up bring it
to them anyway. "Sorry but no matter how bad I actually would love to screw you
on the counter top to night, we have Jungkook and Jimin running through the
house like idiots, with Hoseok not far behind trying, realize I said - trying -
to control them. Tae gave a pout yet understood completely, he'd much rather
not have the members walk in on them. It just wasn't something that needed to
be seen, beside it was a mood killer. Nodding Tae kissed Jin's lips before
releasing the pressure from the male. "Fine but /we are/ finishing this later,
Seokjin."
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