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Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M, Multi Fandom: 방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS Relationship: Jeon_Jungkook/Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga/Park_Jimin, Kim Taehyung_|_V/Park_Jimin, Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster/Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin Character: Jeon_Jungkook, Kim_Taehyung_|_V, Park_Jimin_(BTS), Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Kim Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster, Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Jung_Hoseok_|_J-Hope Additional Tags: Fluff_and_Smut, Smut, Romance, eventually, Confused_tae, horny_guk, BDSM, i_suck_at_BDSM, I'm_Bad_At_Tagging, Eventual_Relationships, Yoonmin_is just_complicated, so_is_taekook_but_yeah, tae_is_an_innocent_fluffball, he's_innocent_basically, jeongguk_is_a_horny_bastard, you_can_tell_who's bottom, taekook_might_have_a_slow_relationship, thigh_fucking, there wouldn't_be_actual_smut, well_there_would_be_it_would_be_later_on, tae can_be_feisty, but_he's_innocent, platonic_vmin, they're_best_friend's, foursome?_maybe, Butt_Plugs, powerbottom!tae, sometimes_vmin_get_a_little horny Stats: Published: 2016-10-31 Updated: 2017-06-08 Chapters: 7/? Words: 18483 ****** you're so sweet like sugar(baby) ****** by bwikoooks Summary being a typical (poor- or rather broke)college student, kim taehyung struggled with his two part time jobs and his studies, but his friend jimin decided to finally confess that he worked as a sugar baby at a fetish site and taehyung, after much consideration and debating, he finally decided to join as one. he meets jeon jeongguk, a hot, sexy, handsome and just perfect guy on the site, and he offers to be his sugar daddy. how would it end up? Notes cross-posted on aff first time posting on ao3 so... enjoy? and this was inspired by a nsfw twitter post :3 See the end of the work for more notes ***** chapter 1 ***** Chapter Notes See the end of the chapter for notes Ring~ The door swung open, two young high schoolers dressed in their uniform, one with her hair tied up in a ponytail while the other had a shoulder-lengthened straight hair. The two girls were laughing and talking as they walked to the open two seated seat. "Welcome to Momma Jin's!" exclaimed the 18 year old blonde. It was an early afternoon, he just ended his college early, fortunately and immediately went off for his first part-time job. The job paid decently, but it wasn't enough. His roommate– Park Jimin, his best friend and almost literal twin(they like to call themselves brothers from different mothers), was... surprisingly doing well for a college student. Sure, not all college students are supposedly broke/poor, but unfortunately, Kim Taehyung himself admits that he falls under that category, while his best friend seems to be enjoying life. Of course, with how rich-looking(and actually rich) Jimin, they could have easily moved into a more appropriate place to live in, but being the loving and affectionate and understanding friend Jimin is, he self-proclaimed: "I, Park Chimchim, promise to stay as Kim Taehyung's bodyguard, best friend, chum-chum, Amigo, best pal– okay enough chim, by staying by his side no matter where, how, when, why, who he is at or with, and will literally try to stick myself to him.". And that was why they wouldn't– or rather couldn't move because of how guilty Taehyung was saying he would feel if they(he) really depended on Jimin to move into a new and much more appropriate place. Back to the situation, Taehyung sighed and leaned against the counter, as he stared down at his hands. He was still holding the first brown rag he was using to clean the tables with earlier. It has been an hour since he cleaned it actually. And he honestly had no idea why he was still holding it. "Uhm... hey!" He immediately snapped out of his little space of thoughts and an automatic grin was plastered on his face. "Hello! How may I help you? Are you ready to order?" "Uhm... Yeah... A green tea latte, with foam please and... uh... two blueberry cheesecake–" "No- i'll take the normal one," "sorry, uhm could we have a green tea latte wth foam, two actually, and a cheesecake," "of course, so 2 green tea latte with foam and one cheesecake?" and with a nod of confirmation and an awkward smile, taehyung just chuckled- and was unaware of how the girls might be having a mini orgasm as he did so before telling them the price. "Alright that will be 3,215 won! Your order will be up on the digital board there, thank you~ Next!" and his day went by like this, with a forced, sometimes genuine smile plastered on his face as he took the orders, or sometimes made the orders of the customers before stopping when his shift was a little over at 4:45PM. "Alright bye hyung! I'll might be a little late for tomorrow's shift- oh and good job for everyone!" with a final bow, he tore of the black apron off his waist and hung it on the hanger of his locker before slamming it shut and bolting out of the back door, all the while muttering how much he would be punished for returning home past of what he said the day earlier.   ===============================================================================     "Jiminieeeee~!!! I'm so sorry i swear i really didn't know! And you know it was peak hour and– Gosh i'm so sorry chimchim~ But you know that i was only 4 minutes– okay 6 minutes late but the café is literally 2 minutes away from here and–" "Tae... you know how deep you are of a trouble..." the blonde could only gulp, licking his dry lips, as he backed away from the small greyish-purple haired who was slowly making his way towards him, slowly, almost predatory as his gaze was rather unreadable. Taehyung bit his lower lip to muffle his whimper as his back meets with the wall, the cold cold wall since their heater was being a bitch as it seems to like playing with them. "J-jiminie... c-calm down..." he laughed nervously before hitching his breath. The small but muscular boy was so close, so close that his breath could be felt on the blonde's neck, causing him to shiver as a soft whimper escaped his lips. His backpack was hugged tightly to his chest, his arms around his back pack to stop it from slipping down his thin body. "When you said 4:45, it means 4:45. Which part of, 'be back on time' do you not understand, Kim Taehyung..." Taehyung licked his lips and gulped audibly. "B-b- b-but it was p-peak hour and- J-jiminie...!" the loud sound of skin coming into contact with the wall resounded around the room as Jimin's breath became more heavier as his heavy gaze was on taehyung, making him feel so small. His face was basically right in front of his, with eyes boring into taehyung's, and no matter how much taehyung tried to turn away, the growl on Jimin's tells him otherwise. "Kim Taehyung... you really want me to do this huh..." he smirked and chuckled as he licked his lips, his palm was now on taehyung's stomach, caressing the clothed skin slowly as he watched taehyung's expression with a smirk. =============================================================================== "J-jiminie..." "A-ahh ah ah ah ahhhhhh~ N-not so hardddd n-nooo~ Ahh~ J-Jiminieeee~~!" "Yah! You should not be speaking to me like this as if you deserve mercy after this!" and a smack was heard before a cry of pain was heard. Taehyung whined and rubbed his (clothed)butt, sticking his tongue out at Jimin and giggled as he watched Jimin's fury increase as time passed by. Jimin's face was red, and he was shirtless, a glare was set on taehyung and a growl was plastered on his face and... is that a vein? Jimin smacked him one more time before finally letting Taehyung's ear go, muttering about how important this was to him while Taehyung rolled his eyes at his dramatic friend. Basically, the deal was Taehyung to come back home at 4:45 sharp so that they (or rather Jimin because he was so busy over the weekends doing God knows what) could catch the reruns of Pretty Little Liars. It was the last season and they promised to watch the last reruns of the season but apparently– Taehyung broke his promise and decided to show up at 4:50 which drove Jimin mad because the reruns was on 4:45 and being the perfectionist Jimin is, he refuses to watch the reruns just because they missed the first 6 minutes of it because we could have missed out on a lot okay? ("You don't have any idea how much this means to me! And fuck you A! What the hell you is?!") So there they were, on the couch, the first, and dirty small couch in the middle of the living room while the television flashed the scenes of the reruns on Netflix, and taehyung was there happily munching on his microwaved popcorn with a grin on his face, with a big piece of ice on his red and pinched ear from earlier, wrapped around his head with surgical tape to keep the ice from slip(and whose idea was this?) while Jimin grumbled and sulked and groaned and complained under his breath about how they were supposed to enjoy the movie on time as he chewed on his popcorn angrily. "Oh just get over it chim! Look! It's episode 9, you know you love this episode as much as i do," Taehyung grinned again as he threw a popcorn into the air and caught it in his mouth, humming happily as he wriggled his body happily. Jimin could only sigh in frustration and shake his head. He was about to stuff his mouth with caramel popcorn until a certain ping went off. The greyish-purple head groaned and cussed out loud before fishing out his phone with one dirty hand and mentally killed this person in his mind– oh wait... 5:38 hey beautiful, whatcha up to? A smile unknowingly made its way to Jimin's face before clearing his throat. He sneaked a look at Taehyung, making sure he wasn't looking before before quickly typing in his reply. 5:39 heyyyy! it's been a while yeah? i'm a... nothin' much heh, watching some dumb ass show that my roommate wanted to watch and well... thinking about you? There wasn't a reply for 4 anxious minutes, before another ping and vibrate goes off. And Jimin will deny it till his death but he is not needy and desperate he swears, he just thinks that it's disrespectful for to not reply back. 5:43 oh... haha well i'm doing about the same lol. just at this club watching some weird performance... that guy is crazy, he has a strap on and is being bent over while being fucked. like wtf? then wtf would u put on the strap on if you're not fucking? u get what i mean pretty? well this performance was lame. i don't even know why i'm here tbh, my frens just dragged me here lol. would u be there on fri? oh shit... Would he? He is free... and he doesn't have any dates he has to attend to so... but Taehyung... "Hey Tae, i'll be out on Friday so... would you... would you..." "Would i watch the house and be a good boy and save left overs for you? Sure, chilli or the sour or cream?" "...", once again, jimin's speechless. They were really brothers from different mothers. "Thanks bud, you the best, sour cream, and i love you... like a lot man... like you know that you're the only family i have here and-" "Okay! I know i know, sour cream it is," "and i love you too you lil giant...". And they spend the night laughing and fanboying over whatever shit they saw on Netflix– if not on Youtube. 11:06 OH EM GGGGGG IM SO SORRY HYUNG! I LOST CONTROL ON TIME AND GOSHHHH SOWWWY >W< anyways, i'll be free on friday! so you might be seeing me! :)) And not even a minute later, his phone vibrates with a ping, causing the asleep Taehyung to mumbled a soft and sleepy shut that thing up. The small muscular boy muttered a soft apology before muting his phone, before going into the messaging app. 11:07 great. i'll see you there then babe ;) 11:07 Yay! well, nice chat! good night!!! :D 11:08 night. Jimin has to put a hand over his heart to calm himself down, to make sure this was all real. Shit. Why is he getting so worked up over the smallest shit. He was just replying to his date, one that he met through a fetus website and given his phone number to because that night was a bomb and he wasn't so bad after all. Jimin smiled at the thought of his sugar daddy smiling before sqealing quietly and curled into a ball as he grinned and tossed and turned on his bed. He was sure his face was flushed by now but he couldn't bring himself to care. He turned around and faced his sleeping angel– Taehyung. Smiling softly at the adorable sight of Taehyung sleeping sideways, mouth pouted as a peaceful yet blank face was on his face, both his sprawled in front of his face as he snores quietly. His hair tousled and his earrings glistened under the moonlights and small night light. The short boy reached over and caressed his precious and beautiful best friend's face and leaned in to peck his forehead. He just couldn't believe such an angel was his best friend. What would he do without him honestly? He sighed quietly and smoothened the other's hand before covering both their bodies with the blanket before laying down properly, phone on the night stand on top of taehyung's charging. "Goodnight tae~ I love you," and with that he slept peacefully through the night. Chapter End Notes thanks so much for reading TwT follow me on twitter if u wanna chat or idk... fan girl over bts and vkook? twitter: @bwikoooks ***** chapter 2 ***** Chapter Summary introduction of jeongguk, and how yoonmin met :3 Chapter Notes not beta-ed :(( im a noob btw fyi, ive never been to a job interview and well... a fetish site...or dating site before See the end of the chapter for more notes Friday comes along, and Jimin is so ready.  He had already planned what he was going to wear ever since their conversation. And Taehyung... well... was just being Taehyung. The blonde was still as busy as ever, attending school, talking to a few butterflies and bees he encountered on his way back and forth from his walk to school and his job.  Well, today was Friday, which means that Taehyung doesn't have to work at Momma Jin's, which was kind of sad because he loved working there. The place just smelt like home, and the people working there were all friendly and his family. Especially Jin, the owner and his boss.  Well, Jin was actually his cousin, older than him by 5 years, a 23 year old barista and owner of Momma Jin's. His parents owned a few well-known cafes around the city and their hometown and thought that their beloved son should follow their footsteps– not that Jin minded though. He loved the scent of coffee and the smell of cafes. And of course, knowing this, taehyung immediately asked to apply for a job at his cafe, to which Jin obviously and gladly approved of.  Now this other job of Taehyung's wasn't as favourable as his afternoon(or sometimes mornings) shift, his second one was working as a cosplayer in another cafe a few streets away.  Now what's so bad about that? There wasn't anything wrong with it, no no. Taehyung loved it there, he loved cosplaying– but cosplaying as a female... isn't exactly what he expected. When he first entered the cafe with an advertisement on its chalk board outside, stating:  Maid and Butlers! In search for maids and butlers for our cafe If you have any experience with working as a waitress/waiter, bartender, singer, barista, cook etc, then please feel free to apply! People with no experience are also welcomed!  Working shifts ranges from morning 9:30-12:45 to  afternoon/evening 12:50-3:50, 3:50-5:50, 5:50-7:45 & 7:50-9:50 ! Timing can be arrange !  Do come by for an interview~  And of course, being a big fan of anime and cosplaying, Taehyung was intrigued by such job offer. He entered the cafe after two days of consideration, and made sure to look presentable. He applied a little more eyeliner then he should and smudged them, but had a rather innocent outfit on. A white oversized tshirt with a big grey cardigan following with black tights and white adidas superstar.  He wasn't expecting the 'judges' to immediately approve of him. And of course, he was so happy. But... that didn't last long. He was assigned to the males locker room, and the butler, whose name is Hoseok(now one of his best friends) handed him a lacy red checkered butler- maid costume?  "M-maid? B-b-but i-i'm a-" "Yeah we know, but you have a body like a female's and you're kinda cute, the girls and the guys here would love you! Now go on try it! I picked the smallest size for you," Hoseok grinned and clapped happily before ushering Taehyung to the changing room.  Inside the changing room, Taehyung had a frown on, and a pout plastered on his face. What... why... he turned and looked at the big wall mirror in front of him in the small cube changing room. "Do i really look like a girl?" he asked himself as he turned around to look at his back view, trying to see how others view him as a female. It wasn't unusual, since he had a petite and lithe body unlike his other guy friends and of course, it comes with some benefits and some not-so-benificial. Like the situation now– not-so-beneficial. "Hurry up maid! We don't have all day~" sang hoseok, and you could hear him tapping his shoe with his toes against the floor. Sighing softly, Taehyung grumbled before quickly changing into his uniform.  "Uwaaahhhhhhhhh~ Oohh la la Kim Taehyung you look so adorableeeee c'mere let hobi pinch your little cheeky weeky-" "Enough Hoseok. Hey, you must be Taehyung-shii right? I'm Momo Hirai, but you can call me Momo, i'm your superior, which means i deserve and expect respect from you. Now as you know, being a maid or butler in this cafe is no joke- it may seem easy, but it's not. You're now going to go through a one week training-" and the rest was history (and Taehyung might or might not fear his superior who was one year younger than him).  =============================================================================== Back to the present, Taehyung quickly changed into his dress and pulled up his knee length socks. Of course, it was obvious that he is a guy, the only guy that is dressed as a maid, and taehyung... isn't as proud as he should be– but at least he has this job, and it pays more than his café job in the afternoon (his cousin wasn't going to go easy on him). He put on his lacy headband and smiled into the mirror at the reflection of himself. "Fighting!"  "Miss! May i have another cup of coffee please~"  "Of course sir and, uhm, it's actually Mr and-" "Oh I know that very well Miss, but you look so damn cute i just can't resist..." and before he knows it the man's hand crept up his thighs and to his perky butt, before giving it a quick squeeze, causing Taehyung to gasp rather loudly, gathering a few customers' attention, before pull away abruptly, quickly bowing as the male covered his red flushing face as he rushed to the back, tears gathering in his eyes. "Hey Tae, what's wrong-" "Another cup of coffee for that sir sitting at table number 2," the blonde rushed out as he quickly changed out of his uniform. It has been an hour since he did his job, and normally, he wouldn't bail on his job, he would actually work extra hours because he is that desperate- but today was a pretty bad and stressful day, and to top it off a man just molested him. He just can't, he feels physically and mentally drained.  "Momo-shii, if it's alright i'll be leaving first, i promise i'll make it up to you, but i'm just... feeling really sick..." Momo looked up from where she was at the counter and raised her eyebrow, before sighing softly and smiled softly. "Of course, and are you okay? I saw what happened there..." and that caused taehyung to widen his eyes. His eyes quickly diverted down to his fingers, his fringe falling down softly which covered his eyes, he managed a quick nod and quickly walked out of the cafe, tears threatening to pool down his eyes if he were to blink.  He took the bus back, which was a 15-20 minutes ride back, by the time he reached back home, he was drained. He was tired. "I'm home..." and of course, he isn't expecting any kind of respond, because he knows that his best friend is out, probably partying or so. Taehyung let out a choked sob before covering his face with his hands, sobbing softly yet so brokenly as e stayed rooted from where he was standing when he entered.  The blonde pulled his hands away from his face and wiped his tear stained hands on his pants before wiping his wet face with his cardigan. "You can do this Tae, fighting fighting fighting!" he sighed heavily, and closed his eyes for a brief moment, before proceeding to remove his shoes and socks and get ready for dinner.  =============================================================================== "Hey babe!" "H-hey Yoongi hyung! You're here!" "Yeah! Been waiting for quite a bit!" "I'm sorry! Got caught up in traffic!" the two males shouted over the loud and booming music as they danced(or grinded) together on the dance floor. Yoongi has downed two shots already, while Jimin has just got here.  They were at a club a few districts away from where Jimin and Tae's apartment is. Luckily for Jimin, he was a professional dancer and moved gracefully yet powerfully as he grinded back against Yoongi while the older just let the younger do all the work.  Whats their story? What are they? Well... it is a little complicated.  So basically, it was back in a year ago when they've met, or rather chatted. Jimin joined a fetish site, or a dating site, and as he joined, he stated that he could join as a sugar baby, and is in need of a sugar daddy because he needed money to provide for his college rent and fees. He joined at first for fun, because what could go wrong? And it's not like anybody would actually wanna talk to you... right? Wrong.  The next day, there were 24 friend requests from both men and women, all older than him, and judging from their profile pictures, they weren't as attractive as he thought they would be.  Hey! I've seen and read your bio, and i'm interested, wanna give it a shot kitten? Daddy'll make you feel good~ Seen and read your bio, i'm just what u need baby doll, come to mommy, i'm no daddy but i can make u feel so good hey baby boy, u wanna go for it? Those were all the provocative messages he got and luckily for 17 year old Jimin, he had enough common sense at that time to just reject their friend requests and stay away from that app.  A month had passed, and there were still many many applications for him from both female and males. Almost all older than him, but of course, he rejected them. Until one catches his eye.     Agust D // Min yoongi Call me Suga.  Professional Dj, underground rapper, switch- often dom.  Looking for babies, preferably boys.  The first thing that caught his eye was the profile picture(as judgemental as it sounds). And what attracted him to this... person was his message.  AgustD Hey, i'm Suga, wanna chat? Let's get to know each other before actually meeting :)    The man was straight-forward, and seemed pretty confident, that he wasn't going to be let down or rejected.   And after a few weeks of debating if he should, he replied with a: Chimchim_:D  Hello Suga-shii!! Cute name heh :3 I'm sorry i took such a long time to reply, i needed time to think and was busy with college :3 So as you said, let's chat!! I'll be free from this week onwards since summer is near :3    And the reply came after a day.    AgustD Nice to see that you've finally replied, i was starting to think that you would reject me.  Chimchim_:D oh ! haha i wouldn't >< you don't seem as desperate and horny unlike the rest : 3 so... i mean, i don't mean to be such a intrusive, but do u mind sending me a picture of yourself? I... don't really trust u JUST YET! .. N IM NOT SAYING THAT I DONT TRUST U! but... just needed to double check... heh  AgustD oh. sure.  (inserts picture)  Chimchim_:D  ... oh wow... AgustD why? i know im too hot babe ;)) enjoying the pic? ;)   That smug little shit-    Chimchim_:D uhm... i... wow... you look... messy... where r u suga-shii?  AgustD messy? wow... not what i expected but i was filming for a short mv so yeah... i think i should also receive a glorious selca from the one who asked me for one.  Chimchim_:D  oh... yeah.. hehe don't judge okay! (inserts picture)  i just came back from dance so don't judge okay!! >< AgustD ...  shit...  you look so damn hot wtf  And that was where their relationship started. Yoongi and Jimin eventually met up two months later after their consistent texting. Of course, Yoongi looked as handsome as he did in his selfcas. Except this time, his hair was grey(and much much much better looking in real life). And Jimin had also dyed his hair back to to black, and Yoongi had an amazing time pulling on Jimin's black and silky locks as he sucks on his cock as if it were his favorite lollipop.    "You take me in so well baby boy... so good for daddy oh fuck-"    Jimin could only giggle as he pulled his head away and licked the pale man's inner thighs and suck on his skin gently before slowly trialing his lips towards his balls. Which had Yoongi twitching and growling as he tugged Jimin back to face his rock hard cock. "If you keep teasing daddy, daddy's gonna have to punish you baby boy, do you want that?" and Jimin isn't one who likes being punished so he engulfed the other's considerably big cock into his mouth in one go and sucks like a champ, with yoongi praising him and bucking- fucking into his mouth.  ===============================================================================   Jimin and Yoongi were now in Yoongi's penthouse, on the couch lazily making out. The club got too hot and crowdy so Yoongi suggested that they go back to his place if Jimin wanted to, to which he quickly nodded to.    And thus, had Jimin ending up on Yoongi's lap, straddling hin as he grinded down softly and teasingly as they make out. "Fuck you're so hot today baby boy, you that excited?" to which Jimin could only whine out loud to before pressing his ass closer to Yoongi's hands as they groped his ass hard. Jimin made sure to look extra sexy for the occasion, he had a sleeveless black shirt one, but with a black jacket on, with his infamous skinny tight leather pants.    As things got a little hotter and steamy, the doors to Yoongi's lift opened, revealing a tall and sturdy young man, with his brunette hair with highlights that are a darker shade messily ruffled, an army printed jacket on, a black shirt underneath, revealing his pecks and biceps, and black torn pants with black timberlands as he clicked away on his phone. "Yo hyung, so you called me here to- woah!"    With that loud exclamation, Jimin pulled away from Yoongi, but was still straddling him. He had a wrecked face, wrecked hair and well wrecked clothings. He looks wrecked. And Jeongguk eyed him up and down before clearing his throat and adjust his jacket by straightening it properly as he leaned his weight onto one foot.    "And you wanted me here, yet you had your... whatever person here making out? Look i'm done with your shit hyung i-"    "W-wait!" and that wasn't from Yoongi, who was lazily playing with Jimin's black locks with his right hand, while the other was resting against the long leather couch, staring lazily at jungkook. It was Jimin. His eyes were now more clearer, and he had a frown on his face. He stood up and quickly pulled Jeongguk to sit down, which was next to Yoongi, but with a growl and a glare, Jeongguk sighed and moved to sit on the couch that was at the right of them, and nodded his head towards jimin as if asking him what's up.    Jimin got off Yoongi's lap much to the other's disdain and was about to pull the younger back onto his lap but he got his hands slapped away by jimin who was now sitting beside him.    "So... s-so you're J-jeon J-Jeongguk right?" asked the small purplish/greyish haired boy as he fiddled with his hands. Jeongguk could only raise an eyebrow before nodding, humming he did so. "So... i heard that you have an account of the sir that yoongi hyung and i are using..." "Yeah... what about it..." "W-well... you see... I have a roommate, who is struggling really badly with both his studies, college and two jobs, and honestly, i didn't tell him about this, but i would like you to-" "Woah woah woah woah woah- hold up. I'm not someone who becomes someone's sugar daddy without their approval, that's just nasty, and unless your roommate is cute or hot and knows about this- i'm not going to approve of this," Jeongguk buffed up his chest as he stared at Jimin straight in the eye.  Jimin could only sigh. Right now, Jeongguk was literally his only hope. Taehyung has been struggling too much. Recently, he has been noticing how taehyung have been neglecting his meal times and goes straight to his room without coming out for the rest of the night. And that worries him. Real bad. So what other choice does he have? Being a sugar baby isn't that bad. And it isn't necessarily about sex. And the best part is that you get paid handsomely, which was what Taehyung needed.  Jimin sighed, before nodding in understanding. "Alright... i understand Jeongguk-shii, but i promise i'll tell my roommate about this and then i'll introduce you to him. He's one that won't disappoint you i promise!" and with that, Jimin bowed ninety degrees from where he was sitting before standing up and made his way to the lift and went home from there.  Yoongi could only watch in amusement before looking at Jeongguk, who had a serious face on. A frown was on his face and he seemed to be thinking.  "Thinking bout it?" he asked after some time.  "Yeah... i mean... i haven't been on the site for quite some time now, and... i'm a really hard to please man..." Yoongi just scoffed.  "Good that you know that. Look, Jimin's real desperate for his friend okay? He's trying to help him out, and as his sugar daddy and... friend, i can't help but want to help too. So, come on," Jeongguk could only sigh before nodding.  "Yeah, but i warn you, i'm some kinky shit, and if i end up hurting Jimmy's roommate, don't blame me. And i gotta update my profile," Yoongi nodded before getting out his macbook pro and got into Jeongguk's profile.    Jeon J.K Jeongguk. 23. Sugar daddy. Looking for a sugar baby. Sadist, masochist, into BDSM shit.  "Yah, i'm going to actually kill you if you put that as your profile picture." "But that's a good one!" "No, you're taking it down." "Fine, but it'll he in my photo gallery." "Whatever."  Jeon J.K  Jeongguk. 23. Sugar daddy. Looking for a sugar baby. Sadist, masochist, into BDSM shit.  Chapter End Notes thanks so much for reading TwT follow me on twitter if u wanna chat or fangirl :3 twitter: @bwikoooks ***** chapter 3 ***** Chapter Summary summary: chim confessing to tae warnings: slut-shaming(depends on how you see it actually), 2k of pure crap not proud of this chapter... but enjoy? Chapter Notes See the end of the chapter for notes Taehyung was staring at the projector screen, where his teacher was showing the class a movie, completely dubbed in English, and the class has to write a reflection and an essay on what they've learnt or understood. And this was a graded task.  Taehyung groaned and buried his face on his bag that was settled on his lap, nuzzling it as if it was his pillow. Hey, you can't blame him. A typical college student, who loved gaming and spends most of his time either gaming or watching Netflix, to be attentive in class. He wrapped his arms around his bag tighter as he closed his eyes, slowly blocking out reality.  The bell rang, and Taehyung slowly opened his eyes, not even minding that he just fell asleep openly(top row, but seriously, there were other students who fell asleep too so if the professor decides to reprimand him, he's gonna have to call out the other fellow students who fell asleep too). The students all packed up and luckily for him, the movie has not end yet so that saves him. His next lesson would be at 1, and it was 11 now so he should be able to get a little break first before heading to his next class.  =============================================================================== Jeongguk was staring at his profile, while seated in his luxurious office chair, black sleek suit and well-groomed appearance. He had a rolex on his wrist, three silver hooped earrings on his ear. A word to describe this piece of bacon? Lush.   He is the ideal boyfriend(not really), ideal son(not really), ideal friend(not really), and ideal sugardaddy.  With his handsome looks, gorgeous even, rich background and his love for BDSM, he has all sugar babies or just any women and men wrapped around his finger without even trying.  Jeon J.K  Jeongguk. 23. Sugar daddy. Looking for a sugar baby. Sadist, masochist, into BDSM shit.  It seems pretty lame... in Jeongguk's opinion. He has pretty much no experience in being a sugardaddy, despite his experience with sleeping around. Bit he honestly has nothing much to say about himself. Being a sugardaddy is basically sleeping around with your sugarbaby and just buy things for him or her right?  (Wrong).  He scrolls through his gallery and looks through his selcas. Shit.... Was he always this cringy?  Selecting the 198 selcas in his phone, he quickly deletes them, going into the 'Recently Deleted' folder before deleting them again. "Sir, you have a...-"  "It's Min Fucking Yoongi, are you new here?"  "Uh you have a Min Yoongi here, do you want t-"  "Let him in."  " Yes sir," Jeongguk sighed as he let go of he button of his phone intercom as he anticipates the arrival of his hyung. He was expecting him here actually. Earlier, he asked about the aforementioned sugardaddy issue(and even asked for tips) and Min Yoongi, not one for conversations over the phone decides to come into the building of the Jeons' corporation as if he was his, which was sort of true. Being the heir to his soon-to-be company, the Mins', they've got a good relationship and had a company partnership, so it wasn't a shock for people to see the two heirs together often.  "Sup' kid." Jeongguk set his iPhone 7 Plus down on his well-polished black table, interlacing his fingers together as he watches the older settle himself comfortably on the big comfy couch just at the corner of his office. "About the issue from Jimin-shii, what am I suppose to do actually?"  "Straight to the point huh? Damn I was expecting some coffee or at least a 'Hyung how's your day' but you just gotta-"  "Fuck hyung can you just answer answer my question? I have a meeting in an hour or so, so if you don't hurry up I'll have you kicked out and I mean it," Jeonggul didn't mean to snap, he really didn't. But he didn't have the patience (that he usually had when it came to this  grandpa)to deal with Yoongi's sarcastic-ass self.  Chuckling, as he expected this response, Yoongi just took out his phone and fiddled around with it as he watched Jeongguk's slightly irritated expression morph into a furious one, and it didn't scare him. He has been dealing with Jeongguk for 7 years, he more or less knows how to calm Jeongguk down, his ups and downs.  Clearing his throat, he straightened up, but refrained from moving too much to still get comfortable.  "Well, what do you wanna know?"  "Like... What am I supposed to do with him?"  And Yoongi stayed quiet for awhile because he actually doesn't know what the fuck Jeongguk's supposed to do as well. He unlocked his phone and dialed his baby boy's number, before puttinghim on speaker. It took no more than 6 rings before Jimin picked up, letting out an enthusiastic 'hey Yoongi!'. Yoongi chuckled and told Jimin that he was on speaker and the youngest cleared his throat and greeted Jeongguk.  Their conversation, or plan went on for 27 minutes. Discussing about how Jeongguk should approach taehyung, about how Taehyung is like. And in all honesty, Jeongguk is excited to meet this Taehyung kid. In the end, they decided to forget about the plan; because apparently Jimin has mentioned about being a sugarbaby(without revealing himself of course)to Taehyung to which he quickly snapped to and hissed at Jimin, saying that being a sugarbaby was a cheap way to earn money and its only for desperate and horny people. And that hurt Jimin and he decided that maybe, just maybe he should drop the plan, for now. And of course, being an understanding(not really)man, Jeongguk agreed and hung up, because he wasn't really into this anyway, he was in no rush to get into a relationship with a sugarbaby so why worry?  He had a small chat with Yoongi before excusing himself to his meeting as soon as his assistant knocked on his door, before coming in with a file in his hand, her neat uniform on, her knee-length grey pencil skirt restricting her movements slightly as she clicked away with her heels, Yoongi smirked and scoffed softly, winking at the assistant, Whee In, chuckling softly at her blush and her not-so-fierce glare as she escorts her boss out.  =============================================================================== It has been a week or so since Jimin mentioned sugarbaby to Taehyung, and he was still undeniably hurt by Taeyung's comment on them, as if shaming them, slut shaming them. He could feel taehyung's slight hate towards them, and being one himself, he feels slightly worried, and of course, very very hurt. He new Taehyung was a very very open person, heck, he is one of the most openest person you'll ever meet, you can literally tell him that you're doing something that the society these days don't agree on, and he'll support you. And he even acknowledges that he is bisexual, leaning more towards men(because he admits, he is a submissive shit), but he hates it when people sell themselves just for money. He thinks that they are not respecting their body, no respect for themselves, and just very cheap. No independence. And that's what Taehyung hates.  Jimin has a reason for not telling Taehyung, of course, some of which are in the aforementioned reasons, but the crucial point was that he doesn't want Taehyung to look down on him, to leave him. He doesn't want Taehyung to leavehim. He has been by his side since kindergarden, from Busan too Seoul. Bros before Hoes.  And they have lived up to that motto till today. And that was why Jimin doesn't want to tell his best friend. Taehyung could be the nicest people you'll ever meet in your life, but he has his limits, once you go past that, he'll shut you out, and no matter how hard you try to go back, he'll keep pushing you out. He's like a magnet, attracting all the unlike poles towards him, but once you disrespect him, or even worse, yourself, you're a like pole, no matter how hard you try to rebel against the force that's pulling you back, you still can't get close to him.  Jimin didn't know he was crying until he noticed his desk mate looking at him with concern.  "You okay Jimin?" "Y-yeah... I'm okay Sungjae... Just remembered that... that my pet cat passed away..." "...But you don't have a pet cat-"  "Back in Busan, her name's Chim, now pay attention to the teacher!" he quickly looked to the front, focusing on what the professor was writing on the board. He wiped his tear-stained cheek with his sleeve before taking down notes, his mind still on his best friend, how he was going to confess. The walk back home was nerve-wrecking, Taehyung was babbling on how much he misses his Grandmother, his Soonshim and Daegu. School was hectic, since it was nearing end-of-year exams, and Taehyung was stressed as shit, Jimin as well, but... That's it. He was going to confess to Taehyung today. Tonight. He's going to do it, he's going to tell Taehyung, he's gonna get it off his chest. "I'm gonna tell Taehyung!" "and like I was- ..." "..." "..." The two stared at each other for a good few seconds before bursting out in laughter and they walked back home, hands over each other's shoulders as they chattered on about their day, and Jimin is feeling confident about his confession. =============================================================================== "Tae... Tae, Tae i... i have something to tell you... I.... I am a baby...- Fucking- No! That sounds wrong! No No No!!! Okay focus chim, its just.... 5 simple words okay ready? Ok, Tae, I'm.a.sugar.baby.... Yes! I did It!!!! Okay now just say it more faster, Tae,imasugarbaby- No... that's too fast... I-" a knock on his bedroom door stopped him and he had a mini heart attack. "Chim? Who you talkin' too?"  "... uh... I'm... practicing for my play?"  "... you have a play going on? How come i didn't know?" "... C-cuz its meant to be a surprise- oh noooo, i told you now im... im sorry tae, now you cant watch your best friend perform and-"  "Nooooooooooooo!!! I WANNA WATCH YOU PARK JIMINNNNN!!!"  Shit... What was Taehyung here? No- what does Taehyung want? Has he found out? Shit.. was he going to- "Chim?"  "Tae... Come in," he sighed, settling on his bed as he covered his face with his (smol)hands. "Oh yeah! I was supposed to tell you something!"  The door swung open to a just washed up, grinning Taehyung with two big-ass bags of chips, and a cap on his head, fringe swept up and held on by thecap.  "WE GON' HAVE A LATE NIGHT STUDY WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOTTTT WHOOOHOOOOOOO!!!"  And the blonde threw the bags of chips on the floor, before jumping on top of Jimin's bed, pulling Jimin down along with him as he rolled around the comfy bed. Jimin had a frown on his face all the while and Taehyung was quick to catch on. He stopped and let go of his best friend, frown9ng as well as he lifted Jimin's face up by cupping his cheeks with his(big ass)hands and tilt it up slowly so that they would have eye contact. "What's wrong chim? Is it a boy? Is it dance? Is it the conversation you were having with yourself earlier?" he stopped befre gasping loudly, as his face morphs into an expression that lookds like shock before he slowly glared at Jimin, "don't tell me..." Jimin shut his eyes and prayed silently to the Gods of Chims that he would be safe and not have Taehyung leave him- "DONT TELL ME YOU'RE STRAIGHT! CUZ BIJ LAST TIMEI CHECKED WE WOUL DBE GAYZ FOREVER! NOT GAYZ BUT BROS FOREVER, YOU CAN'T DUMP YOUR BEST FRIEND FOR A GIRL BRUH! I SWEAR I'LL DRESS UP AS A GIRL FOR YOU CHIM JUST PLEASE DONT-" "Tae! STop!" Jimin shouted, causing Taehyung t o shut up as he stared wide eyed at Jimin, who seemed to be quite anxious, as he fidgets around with his fingers. "uhm... Tae, there's something I need to tell you, and I've bee keeping this secret from you for a year now and please just listen-" "It's a girl isn't it?" "Tae! Shut it!" "Okay okay I'm sorry..." "okay... I-I'm... I-I'm a.. I'm a s-sugar... sugarb-baby..."  Taehyung was quiet fir awhile, and it caused Jimin to feel a liitle giddy as he stared at Taehyung's blank face. It seemed like forever until Taehyung decided to sigh and look down, before looking up at Jimin and glared at him.  . . . . "I'm disappointed at you Jimin. I'll be staying over at Hoseok's for today. I just don't want to see your face for now," and that was all for Jimin to sob out loud, as he covered his face, as Taehyung stared at his crying form, sobbing form before standing up from his bed and grabbed the two bags of chips, as he packed them into his kenkan bag, alongside with his clothes and toothbrush before wearing his shoes and walk out of the dorm, shutting the door. Jimin's sobs resounded around the entire house, as he sobbed hard and loudly, clutching onto his chest area. Now he regrets it.  Why... "Tae... Don't leave... Tae..."  Too late... Taehyung was already at the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive.  You might be thinking that Taehyung is an unreasonable friend, heartless. But he himself, feels lie the one that's being betrayed. He's known Jimin for almost his whole life, and to know that your best friend, decided to become a sugar baby to survive, really hurts him. Not only that, he feel svery very betrayed. How could Jimin do this without his consent? He feels that Jimin has no respect towards him and himself now.  You must understand. He loves Jimin, so much to the point where he would actually die for him. And to hear that you're... somehow indirectly a prostitute... hurts him, hurts him so badly. How willing he wants to earn money, by the easy way. Imagine your best friend, telling you that she sells her body for money, how would you feel? Sure, it's completely different from this situation, but that's how Taehyung sees it. Sure, being a sugarbaby comes with benefits, and honestly not all requires them to have sex, but Taehyung sees it that way.  To say he was disappointed was an understatement.  The bus arrives in a matter of 10 minutes of waiting, and he got on, texting Hoseok on the way, saying that he and Jimin were having friends over but Taehyung wanted to study so he decide to crash at Hoseok's. Hoseok of course agreed and told him to say hi to jimin for him. taehyung agreed before turning off his phone, as he leaned against the window, and finally, finally lets his tearsfall.  Chapter End Notes this is all purely just fiction . the sugardaddy and prostitute issue mentioned in this story is not supported at all and is all just for the story. I'm sorry if it caused you to feel a little uncomfortable :( plz forgive me if i offended you in anyway. not proofread and edited. but thanks so much for reading! follow me on twitter if you wanna chat or fan girl:3 twitter: @bwikoooks ***** chapter 4 ***** Chapter Summary jimin is broken and a mess, while tae... well... is also broken and a mess. while yoongi is there as a disturbance. Chapter Notes so... this is all about vmin's feelings so there wont be any jeongguk here... i know i know, its kinda boring, and not to mention very very short, so maybe enjoy this? and thank you guy so much for the kudos and the subscriptions! <3 the interesting parts are coming soon though... not edited or proofread. See the end of the chapter for more notes The big and monstrous grey clouds hovered over the city, as lightning struck, thunder boomed loudly. The short muscular boy hid under his blankets, as he sobbed over the phone, in a conversation with his sugardaddy, while the poor little kitten– Simba(it's taehyung's)sits harmlessly at the top of the flaoting shelf. "Tae... Tae just left... He was so angry... He looked s-s-so d-disa..," he pasued to take a deep breath and a noisy sniff, before continuing, "disappointed~ A-and... Oh gosh Yoongi... I messed up big time oh gosh.." And Jimin could only wheeze, sniffling before croaking out a very pitiful 'what am i going to do now?'. Of course, being the sweet(now a sobbing hot mess)boy's sugar daddy, he felt absolutely helpless. He has never seen Taehyung before, judging from what Jimin used to tell him, he seemed like a really nice boy, but now...? He had no idea how to deal with situations like this. All he could do was to hum in acknowledgement, as Jimin explained what happened to him. "Hey, chim, baby, its gonna be alright, okay? I'm sure he'll come back real soon. Just give him some time..." a choked sob and a before what sounds like a muffled hum. "O-Okay... Are... Do you think he'll forgive me?" Jimin whispered out brokenly, almost inaudible, but Yoongi managed to catch that. And of course hummed in agreement, "yes, he will sweetie, now go sleep hm? Daddy'll check up on you tomorrow hm?" and with a final hum, the two hung up.  Jimin could only cling onto the doll he and Taehyung both built together at a Build-A-Teddy workshop as he sobbed loudly into his pillow, loud sniffing and wheezing, sometimes he ended up coughing when he choked on his spit. And Simba the kitten hopped down from the shelf and nudged Jimin's head, meowing softly as it rubs its head against Jimin's. The grey haired stopped for a moment, save for his heavy pants and stuffed nose, before sobbing even louder, while the orange American Short-haired sat beside Jimin's pillow and meowed piteously, as if it was calling out to its (rightful)owner.  =============================================================================== Meanwhile, Taehyung just told Hoseok that he had to do a project, so he might have to stay up till midnight, and being the awesome and motivating friend Hosoek is, he offered to stay up with Taehyung as he works on his computer.  That didn't work out too well. The dance major soon fell asleep after 1, too tired of gossiping and complaining to the Arts and Theatres major that took place in the first two hours of Taehyung's arrival. Looking at the (ugly)sleeping form, Taehyung chortled at how ridiculously cute his best friend looked before fishing out his phone to snap a quick picture. Giggling after he was done, he set his phone beside his Macbook Pro, as he typed in his essay. The essay was due on next Monday, so Taehyung could take his time. Normally, instead of doing his work, he and Jimin would stay up late, eating snacks while gaming, gossiping, going on Omegle and talk to strange strangers or just talk. But... now that he isn't here, Taehyung decides to just get it over and done with(and also to have some late night thinking).  He looked over at his friend, whose head was leaning against the cool marble tiled counter, while his hands were sprawled all over the table, mouth open as drool slowly crawled out. The sight sent Taehyung gagging and he grabbed a nearby couch pillow and tissue paper. He lifted the dancer's head up, before settling it down on the spot where the tissue was placed on the pillow. "I'm so smart, good job Taehyungie," he commended himself, giving himself a high-five.  The boy managed to type out a four pages long essay on LGBT rights for his debate coming up, also part of his project before shutting his computer down(he made sure to press that Save button 10 times before shutting it down).  He decided to leave Hoseok on the counter because 1, he's heavy as fuck and he ain't gonna risk his life while carrying the horse to his bed, and 2, he's tired and lazy as hell, so like mentioned earlier, he ain't gonna risk his life carrying to horse.  Plopping down, face first, onto the rather soft and comfy couch, he breathed out heavily onto the pillow Hoseok brought out earlier for him, before turning around to look at the ceiling. Jimin... Why...? Out of all things, it just had to be that? Just the thought of seeing Jiimin with another guy that is twice his age, sends tears making their way to Taehyung's eyes. When the tears got too much, they overflowed, and Taehyung just let them. And soon, a sob ripped fromm his throat, and another, and another. And soon he was sobbing into his sweater paws, trying to be as soft as possible, as to not wake the horse up.  "Jimin-ah... I'm sorry..." =============================================================================== The next day at school, Jimin arrived to school 30 minutes later for their shared lecture, while Taehyung didn't even botehr attending it. Jimin tried to approach Tae, but with each time, he fails.  It was either Taehyung got away in time, or Taehyung was practicing his upcoming role in a play with his group mates, and Jimin knew not to interfere with Taehyung and his drama acts.  One thing that Jimin loved about Taehyung was how passionate he was. And the one thing that he's seen Taehyung so passionate about was acting. And to be honest, it can be a little annoying at times because wehn Taehyung is asked to play a big role, he would practice his role, his ines at home- and no, that was not what annoyed Jimin no no, it was how Taehyung transformed into his role.   One time, Taehyung was asked to act as the rich and spoiled young master- the son, in his upcoming play, and boy did Jimin explode. It got so bad to the point where Jimin literally kicked Taehyung out, and Taehyung, who was still in character, kept on kicking the door, screaming and shouting until he left to go to Hosek's. It was then after the play when Taehyung returned back to normal, pretending nothing happened.  "Hey! Uhm... Sanghyun right? Yeah well I'm Taehyung's best friend, and I was wondering if you have seen-" "Uhm, its Sanghyuk actually, and no, we ended practice early so i don't think i have seen him, he was quite in a hurry though." "O-oh... Okay... Well, thanks Sanghyuk, I'll see you next time?" and with a friendly nod and wave, Jimin walked out of the theatre, eyes a little watery and heart heavy. "Welcome to Momma Jin's~!" Taehyung exclaimed brightly, hands neatly crossed in front of him as he bowed slightly at the new customers. The new customers grinned and nodded at him before continuing their conversation, finding an empty seat.  Today was his job as a waiter, so, grabbing the only three paged cute and urban designed menu, he made his way towards the couple and took their order. As soon as he finised writing their orders down, he bowed before telling them their orders will be coming right up until the door chimed open, and shit.  In shock, and amused at the person that was staring at him with red swollen eyes, probably due to crying, and big baggy Gucci stripped cotton crewneck sweater on, Gucci thin silver ring, accompanied by other silver rings on his other fingers, gripping onto the edge tightly, Saint Laurent backpack on, as all eyes were set on him.  Scoffing slightly at the thought of how Jimin got them, Taehyung rolled his eyes slightly as he looked away before clearing his throat. "Welcome to Momma Jin's!" exclaimed the blonde before walking towards Jimin to assist him to his seat. "Here's the menu, and for recommendations, you might want to try the Black Forest Bingsu, Tiramisu cake, or maybe the green tea latte, and there's many more, if you're done then please don't hesitate to-" "Tae, stop, I need to talk to you," the grey haired placed his hand on Taehyung's that were neatly folded in front of him but Taehyung only shoots him a final smile  before pulling away and walks towards the counter. Sighing exasperatedly, Jimin opened the menu and slowly melted into his seat, head lowering till his head could not be seen from behind the menu. Tears were welled up in his eyes by now, and he was panicking slightly. Yoongi said he was going to meet Jimin here but where was he?  As if he could hear his thoughts, the door swung open, again, with another rich person aura, everyone's attention was diverted to the man that was wearing sunglasses as he looked around. "Jimin!" and then, the murmurs began.  Taehyung watches the man make his way towards Jimin, while the other customers murmurs filled in the background, some pointing to the two rich looking men discreetly. Rolling his eyes at the commosion, he sighed heavily and looked around to see if any of his other co-workers were free to assist him right now, but apparently they were busy with their own business too.  Straigtening himself up, he walked towards the two men, with the brightest smile he could muster, before repeating the sam ewords he said to JImin earlier. And as the pale male looked up, Taehyung almost gasped. Min Yoongi? "Taehyung-shii, if you are free later on, we would like to have a talk with you," said the pale man, now known as Min Yoongi, the son of Min Yoonhyung, the heir to the Min Corporation. Taehyung frowned slightly and side eyed Jimin, who was looking at him with red rimmed eyes. Taehyung inwardly scoffed, Jimin was always a very... caring fellow, but the thing was that he cared to much, which might sometimes result his to heartbreaking situations, for example, like this. Taehyung managed a smile again, looking directly into Yoongi's eyes as he spoke, "sir, if you'd like... I would appreciate it if you kept personal matters to yourself first. As for you question, no, I am not, I have another job to go to, and as for you," the waiter turned and stared(or maybe glared- just slightly) at the grey haired boy, "just to let you know, I would be staying with Hoseok for the entire week, so you can go have fun with..." he eyed Yoongi up and down, "this man here, and don't worry, I'll bring Simba along with me," and with a final, challengingsmile, he left, not bothering to take the orders of the two people he now puts in his 'ignore' list.  Jimin gasped softly and stared at Taehyung retreating figure as he makes his way towards what seems like the kitchen, as his tears came streaming down. "Hey, hey chim, you alright? Don't worry, I'm sure-"  "Well does it look like i'm okay to you Yoongi? Do i look alright to you? My best friend just detatched me, and he is going to stay with Hoseok, leaving me all alone at home, and you're asking me if I'm alright?" Jimin's voice rose with with word and before he knows it, he's shouting. All eyes were on him and he ignores tthem, glaring at each and everyone who was staring at him, he swung his backpack over his shoulder and stromed out of the cafe, tears streaming down his face like a never ending waterfall. While Yoongi stared at Jimin's figure, Taehyung heard each and every word Jimin shouted and he really felt bad, he really really did. His heart broke at how broken his best friend sounded. But he needs to stay strong.  The blonde bid all his co-workers goodbye before making his way towards  the bus stop, heart heavy and pounding, as he texted Hoseok about his arrangments with staying with him.  Chapter End Notes thanks so much for reading! oh and btw, i just changed my username from prinxess_waffles to @bwikooks :3 follow me on twitter if you wanna chat or fangirl! twitter: @bwikoooks ***** chapter 5 ***** Chapter Summary tae and chim made up, n tae did something that no one would have thought of. Chapter Notes thanks @miyukitsune- my babe, for beta-ing ^^ ilysm Taehyung stared at the scenery from the long glass window Hoseok had  against the front wall.   The sun was setting, cars honking every now and then, the sounds of birds chirping, flying back to their home filling the air, children screaming and shouting at each other, trees rustling with a chilling and cool breeze in the cool evening. As melodramatic as it sounded and looked, Taehyung couldn't be bothered to change it.   He was feeling down, Hoseok was out, and Taehyung was… there.   Like he mentioned earlier, he wasn’t planning on going back to his shared apartment with Jimin just yet, because he still needed time to think, to forget, to forgive.   Sighing, he stood up and made his way towards the guest room, where he had stayed for the past week. Plopping himself down on the bed, head first—something that he had been doing often that past week, before burying himself in his blanket burrito.   Sometimes he wanted to think, he wanted to explore, he wanted to know. As a kid, he was known as a very curious, inquisitive child, always asking irrelevant questions that made everybody question his mind.   “Miss! 'Scuse me, Miss! Why do monkey have big ears?”   “Taehyung, dear, we’re in Math class. Please refrain from asking irrelevant questions from the subject,” the teacher would coo at the small, chubby little boy (who would pout at the teacher’s response, and ask for hugs at the end of lessons).   Now, Taehyung has grown up, but he is still as curious as ever (and still wondering why monkey’s ears are so big).   He spent his night thinking and thinking and thinking. It was a Friday, and to be honest, he was supposed to be out with his friends celebrating T.G.I.F in some club down the street, making out with people they wouldn't even know, grinding, dancing, singing, and all that shit,  but here he was, laying in bed, thinking of god knows what.   ===============================================================================     Jimin on the other hand was not thinking.   Or at least, trying not to.   He wants Taehyung back, but if he was going to be stubborn, and judge him based on his job, then maybe, just maybe, Jimin will give him a little more space. Yoongi has called, and tried reassuring Jimin, but being the paranoid boy Jimin was, he just kept continuing with his… self-pity.   It was 2 in the morning. Jimin was still on the couch, staring at the television. He doesn’t know what’s show is on. It could be an Uber commercial, MTV, the news, or Animal Planet, who knows.    Usually, on Fridays, he and Taehyung would spend the night out partying, letting out their party beast, their slutty side (not like Jimin hasn’t shown it to anybody else), being someone else, as if letting a ghost who loved partying and sex possess them.   But now where were they?   At home, staring at nothing, in their own headspace.   We don't talk anymore~   Simba the kitten, the 8 month old kitten, was meowing loudly, nudging Jimin's sleeping form (his fucking head), as she continues meowing. Jimin groaned at the sudden disturbance in his sleep, before mumbling out a soft go away to Simba.   He hears knocking. On the door.   (Where the fuck else?)   Feeling insulted for being mistreated and ignored, something Taehyung would never do to her, the feline hissed before turning away, as if scoffing at the pathetic human being, hopping down the couch with elegance, where Jimin's sleeping form was resting about and struts its way to the door.   The knocking on the door never ceased, as it kept continuing, and Jimin was still fast asleep. Sadly, Simba couldn’t do anything but mewl loudly, occasionally trying to hop onto the door knob and twist it open (she's seen her owner do that many times; she should know what she’s doing).   For a straight ten minutes (or what seemed like ten minutes), Simba took it to herself to rub against the door and purr like a shithead, knocking her head against the wood as if her owner was behind it while she claws the door, meowing.     Jimin was just about ready to kick the door open and kick the person behind it as well, as he sat up in fury, because who the heck dares to disturb le jimin? but sleep once again overtook him on the shitty couch.   Taehyung.   Taehyung groans outside the door. His knuckles were a little bruised from the knocking (he told Jimin to buy a door bell, but did he listen? No), and he ran all the way here (took the bus) with his oversized tee and shorts, with slippers (monkeys with big ears). There were clear bags under his eyes, representing his tiredness, as he leans against the door, sitting down with a sigh.     Lolling his head to the side, unable to keep it straight for any longer, the boy fell asleep, in that uncomfortable position, outside in the night and against Jimin's door.   It was 4 in the morning and Jimin had just woken up. Simba was still sitting by the door, staring straight into his soul, giving him the chills, despite having the lights on.   Sighing, he got up and made his way towards the kitten, who just meowed and circled around her spot, while Jimin chuckled and picked the kitten up, nuzzling her nose before carrying her up. “Hey there, what are you doing there? Come on, Tae would be mad at me for not tucking you on. Gosh, I swear, he spoils you too much…” upon hearing that name, Simba leapt out from Jimin's hold, causing him to let out a gasp and a yelp, wide eyed as he chased after the kitten, who ran towards the door.   “Hey, what’s wrong with you, kitty, come on, I only have 5 more hours 'till school so come on, work with me, man.” He pauses. "Uh, ma'am."   But Simba stood her ground and meowed at the boy before rubbing her head against the door.   “What, you horny or something?” Jimin rose an eyebrow and walked towards Simba before crouching down, giving her a few pats on the head before standing up.   Looking at the door, he frowned. What is Simba hinting at?   Is there something at his door?   In his door?   Termites?   Or was there something outside?   The third option made sense (well, it made the MOST sense), so he hooked his feet under the feline’s body and held her behind him as he opened the door, to prevent the kitten from running.   He opened the door and gasped.   “Tae!” the grey-haired squealed, holding the limp, sleeping, unconscious boy close to him, looking at him in shock.   Simba has already escaped his hold and hopped onto her owner, purring contently at his long-awaited presence and scent, rubbing against him, meowing.   The boy was (rudely, kind of, but you can never wake up rudely to a cat) awakened with patting at this cheek, and constant callings of his name, and a furry lil’ thing rubbing against him, purring.   Thought one: Home. Simba.   Thought two: Jimin.   Groaning groggily, he sat up from Jimin's lap, while the older looked at him with worried eyes. He looked around, scanning his surroundings, and grinned wildly. He was in the living room, on his beloved couch, with Jimin and his Simba the kitten.   “Tae!”   “Simbbaaaaaa~~~”   ===============================================================================   Taehyung spent half an hour, telling Jimin how sorry he was, while Jimin sobbed and hugged him tightly, shaking his head, while Simba the kitten meowed, purred, and rubbed against Taehyung.   What else does Simba do, anyways?   Apparently, after some very late night thoughts, he figured that Jimin doesn’t deserve this.   Sure, it’s a little wrong to say the least, but maybe, just maybe, Jimin might be doing this for him, to provide for the two of them, for them. And he knows how much a sugar baby can earn (but he’s still quite uncomfortable with the thought).   So he texted Hoseok, said that he would be going back to his shared apartment, with Jimin, and Hoseok, was luckily, sober enough to reply back with a decent text, saying that he can drop by anytime he wanted to and after that, Taehyung packed his belongings into his backpack that he brought here (but left a few clothes there just in case), and took the bus home, at 3 in the morning.   Why do buses run at 3 in the morning?   Yet another thing to Google.   “I mean, I've been thinking about it, you know? About why, my Jimin, Jiminosaur, stupid Chims, the fluffiest but dumbest Chimmie, would risk his meaningless-" Taehyung winced as Jimin hit his arm (but it's okay, because Simba hissed at Jimin, swatting at Jimin's hand, while Taehyung chuckled and picked the kitty up, and patted her, stroked her to calm the feisty little thing down, and she immediately went limp in his hold, purring in content).   Jimin huffed at the favouritism.   “As I was saying, meaningless life to be a sugar baby… but, I thought about it. And thought that… you’re my best friend, you’ve stayed by my side literally since birth, and, I’ve known you, and I know you’re doing this for a good purpose. So…”    At that point, Jimin was a sobbing mess, sobbing into his best friend’s t- shirt as he clung onto him.   The two shared apologies and soon, they fell asleep, all cuddled up on the couch—crammed. =============================================================================== The next morning, Taehyung woke up earlier than his best friend. And after remembering the little episode that took place earlier that day, he smiled and looked at his bloated and chubby faced friend, cuddled up to his side.   What would he do without him?   Getting up, rearranging the blanket cover and carrying the awakened kitten to the kitchen to feed her, Taehyung made his way to the kitchen and started making breakfast.   But he couldn't cook for the sake of his life.   He takes out two ramen packets, boils water and makes ramen.   Oh, he could cook. Things like noodles. Hot pockets. Microwave dinners. Rice. Cereal.   His mother would be so proud.   Taehyung woke Jimin up (in the most normal and decent way he could think of), and dragged him to eat breakfast after washing up. They spent their morning like none of the fighting, crying, leaving happened, like they were best friends; just like before.   Since it was a Saturday, Taehyung had no school.   Jimin, however, has a dance competition coming up, so he would have to go back to school to practice with his team.   Taehyung nodded and ushered Jimin off, not wanting his best friend to be late and before he knows it, he was alone in the house- alone, save for Simba the kitten.   "Bring me a souvenir, Jimbles," Taehyung joked, raising an eyebrow.   Taehyung laid there, on the exact spot where he last laid last night and stared at the television, with Simba the kitten on his lap.   “What is there to doooo~” The boy sung out, giggling when Simba meowed, being disrupted from her small nap. “Alright, alright, alright, you little cutie,” he chuckled as he stroked the soft fur on her head. The kitten’s purring vibrated against his stomach, and he can't say that he didn’t enjoy it.   It was calming, soothing, made him feel warm. Simba the kitten brings him so much happiness.   Cats. He loves cats. Dogs. And dogs. Cats and dogs.   And Swedish meatballs.   Another hour goes by and he still hasn’t done anything.   So what will he do (again)?   He got up, carefully placing Simba on the couch properly, making sure she was all comfortable (he spoils her too much), before going to fetch the computer.   Now, this MacBook Air that he was holding in his hand is shared by both him and Jimin. They both have their own individual laptop, but they’re specifically for work, and decided to get one laptop for online shopping, doing crazy stalking and watching porn.   The blonde set the laptop onto his lap, and opened the cover before logging in. And the first page he saw was a conversation on a website called HappyTimes.org. Widening his eyes in interest, he clicked the homepage, not wanting to see firsthand what his best friend typed or said to other men.   The first thing he noticed on the home page was the amount of accounts that were requesting for daddies or babies. They were in a column in the middle of the page, and to be honest, this looked rather decent for a sugar daddy/baby site.   He expected the wallpaper to be filled with dicks and vaginas, or a red background, with roses and a seductive blonde woman as their mascot, wearing a sexy suit or lingerie with scarlet red lipstick. But this, this was completely different.   It could be easily be mistaken as Instagram, or Tumblr, or any other social media sites (which was the point).   It was bright yellow, a type of yellow that makes people think of cute and happy things like the bright yellow sun, or care bears, or whatever that reminds you of bright, sunny and happy things.   It was like a social media site that has a Tumblr theme to it. Followed by a few columns on the right and left. You know those websites that have a few big buttons that allows you to post pictures, video, ask FAQ, create? Like Tumblr? Yeah, it was something like that.   It was a vertical bar, that has a big and fat, bold font that clearly states what it’s for. Straightforward. And on the right side, on top of the bar on the left was a small column/box that states- About. Of course, being the curious boy Taehyung is, he read it, eyes squinted.   About   Happytimes.org is an organization where we let you have a great time in your boring ass life!   Are you tired of serving drinks and food to your customers, or just tired of sitting in class, listening to whatever the fuck your teacher’s bullshitting about? Or are you some rich ass that doesn’t have anything to do in his or her life and wants some fun?   Well this is the right place for you! We don't care if you're neither!   There are two categories for you lame people! The seeker and the requesters.   The seekers are needy ass people who want money and people to pleasure.   The requesters are people who request for said needy ass people. Those horny bitches.   So they are both almost the same thing. Have fun here and if you have any questions, please go to our FAQ_page or contact_us by clicking the link below. Do_keep_in_mind_that_you_have_to_be_16_and_above_to_sign_in_to_our page. If we find any underage people here- there will be consequences.   Not the good kind, you kinky pedophiles.   Have fun lovelies~! * Bunny and Lynn (co and main founder of organization). And to be honest, Taehyung almost laughed out loud at the ‘about’. It was so straightforward, and, to be honest, he wouldn’t mind-   No! Kim Taehyung, what are you thinking?   Shaking his head at his ridiculous thoughts, Taehyung continued exploring. At the top of the page, the banner, was HappyTimes in big Block Bebas Neue font, Happy in bright yellow, Times in grey, with a much smaller font, almost unnoticed.   And at the very bottom of the HappyTimes was a long and thin black bar that stretched across the entire length of the page, and according to where the HappyTimes font was, there were small links underneath in white, in trash hand font.   There was FAQ, About, probably a more specific and better description of HappyTimes (Taehyung wasn't sure if anything could top the first one, though), Contact Us, Seekers And Requesters.   And underneath the banner were the contents.    A search bar was the first thing he spotted, and underneath it were some recommendations on who to follow, what to do. And after clicking on several links that directed him here and there, the bubble popped up with cute, happy fonts, asking if Taehyung liked it.   If he did, he could log in, or sign in as a new member. Taehyung forgot that he actually opened a new window and logged out from Jimin's account, so that he wouldn’t meddle with Jimin's business.   Debating if he should dismiss it, continue exploring or sign in, Taehyung thought for a little while. He had already seen the main contents of the page, Jimin didn’t comeback with any bruises on his neck, nor did he look unhappy, and he has read though the FAQ, and read through the fucking reviews, and most of them were positive, saying that this was like Tinder, but an even better one.   He was already too far into it.   Taking a deep breath, Taehyung heaved a sigh and blinked his eyes heavily, clicking on the sign in page with his shaking finger.   Creating a new account wasn’t so bad. He just needed to put in his email address, his number, password, and birthday to sign in.   After signing in, he was directed to this page where he was supposed to make his own profile. The instructions were there for Taehyung, so he couldn’t complain, but he had to say, he was nervous as hell.   What was Jimin going to think of him?   Oh shit—was this how Jimin felt? Well too bad he is already this far.   No going back.   He decided to just put in his username and bio first.   Kim Taehyung @kimtaetae98   Have a thing for puppies and kittens. I'm friends with a fucking kitten. Fuck off.   Liking his profile, he roamed through the explore page, and it was almost like a mixture of Instagram and Twitter.   He couldn't say that he didn't like it, because he did. If anything, he feels all excited and tingly on the inside.   He saw cute faces and handsome faces and goddamn sexy faces (that's a lie. He's convincing himself he did).   Even if he scoffs in uninterested at the profiles, he is indeed gay, even if he is always attempting to tell himself that he's a bisexual who just likes it up the ass.   "Ohh, Daddy's looking hot~" "Hey, pretty~"   For a fucking hour.   Simba purred in disdain, lapping at Taehyung's hand.   He clicked on the home page after reaching the bottom of the explore page (he got bored) and looked around. ‘Download the App for free! Updated version!’ popped up in a big, but soft bubble.   Taehyung downloaded it.   Logging off, and shutting the computer shut, he skipped to his room, while Simba the kitten circled around the MacBook air, poking at it with her cute little paws before meowing at it, sniffing, hissing.   A few hours later (more like minutes, but Taehyung finds minutes unreasonable so hours will do), he checks his profile.   119 requests. 54 unread messages.   He needed a header photo, too. But Taehyung swiped one from Tumblr and cropped it onto the profile, shrugging with ease as he flicked his phone off.   Oh. Taehyung taps on the search bar and adds Jimin, giggling at the terribly sexy profile picture.   He fell asleep, a smile on his face, while Simba the kitten was curled up next to him. Jimin came back at five in the afternoon, sweaty and sticky. He stared at Taehyung sleeping and smiled, heading into the washroom to bathe. After bathing, the grey haired (dinosaur) came out feeling fresh and clean, and went to find the MacBook Air, with no difficulty as it he saw it on the couch the moment he came in from the door. Hopping onto the couch, Jimin grinned and turned it on, frowning at how low the percentage of the MacBook air was because he swore, he left it charging. Hm. Must be Taehyung. Sighing, he got up and went to his room and plugged in the charger before settling it on his lap and log in onto his account on HappyTimes. When he logged in, a bubble popped up, ‘Welcome back! You have three unread messages from AgustD and 243 new friend requests!’. As per usual. Humming, the male decided to check on his daddy’s message first because, why not? It was the usual, ‘hey babe, how u doing? had a good day at dance? Meet up soon! ;)’ ‘how’s u and tae tho’. Smiling, he replied, ‘doing great, hyung! U? and yess! Lets meet up soon, tae and i are good now.. I think, but now I know that he isn’t against me being a sugarbaby!’ ‘ttys!’ before going to his friend request list. He had a few more requests than usual, newer ones clicking to the front. @JacksonWangMandu @dongwoo_hoya @CanIBangYouYongguk Jimin looked at his name. Terrible, terrible pun. He cracked a smile. @InternetWarJonghyun @kimtaetae98 @dadadahyuuuun –   @kimtaetae98?!   Interest perked up in Jimin's system as he clicked on that suspicious user’s username. And to his horror(surprise), it was- @kimtaetae98. Kim Taehyung.  His eyes were the size of a large Lays potato chip, and his mouth was gaping with realization. Kim Taehyung @kimtaetae95 Have a thing for puppies and kittens. I'm friends with a cute kitten.  Let's be frenss~  Created on: 23/9/16 Shit...   Since when? How?   Today was the 23rd of September, it was (hopefully, because Jimin doesn't want to be wrong)  2016, and—when?   How?   Why?   So many questions. He would have to ask Taehyung about this when he wakes up.   He allowed access and followed him back, before shutting the laptop down, shock still evident in his system. =============================================================================== “Since when?!”   “Chims, I-“ “How? Why? When? And why?!” “Jiminosaur, chill, it's not like-“ “Oh you poor, poor, sweet little angel-“ “I’m taller than you-" “-having you see all those ugly and hideous monsters-“ “What are you talking about? They’re hot as fuck, and don’t you-“ “Shush… shush… let Jimothy hug you… you precious angel, cinnamon apple bun-“ Taehyung pulled himself out of Jimin’s embrace, panting and wheezing. Never, never, ever underestimate a short person (a/n: me). “Jiminnie, its fine, you don’t have to worry about me," Taehyung tries. "I mean, it’s not like they can do things to me and I've made my account private so people have very little access to my account… but the DMs are open on default so—“ “That’s what im worried about you idiot! Those pervs sending you their nudes…” Taehyung pauses. "Okay...yeah, I mean, I did receive one but it wasn’t that serious and-” They were interrupted by the sound of Taehyung's phone going off. Sighing, taehyung picked it up and stared at the new notification. One new message Jeon J.K [hey, sweetheart] It wasn't the first time he got a message. This one struck him. Hard. Differently. Damn, his profile picture was hot. Jimin looked anxiously at Taehyung, with his weight leaning against his right foot, tapping his left one on the floor, impatient, nibbling on the edges of his already short fingernails. (Yoongi had made him cut them because they were apparently 'making marks' on his waist). Looking at Taehyung with big eyes, Jimin gaped at how Taehyung just shrugged nonchalantly, showing Jimin the text. He almost jumped out of skin, and he didn't know if he should kill Jeon or not. Instead of cursing out loud, a “Taebear, you should go meet up with him!” came out. Fuck his mind. Fuck his mouth. (Yoongi does). Taehyung looked at Jimin as if he was out of his mind. “What? Why?” Shit, he couldn’t say that it was because he originally set them up, and to be honest, it was quite some time ago, and he actually kind of forgot about it, but here Jeongguk was, flirting unabashedly with his TaeTae. He didn't know if he should cry in happiness or laughter or depression. "You're single and you said he's hot-" "Did I say that?" "Yes, you idiot, and, uh, why not?" Taehyung sighed before nodding, and it was Jimin's turn to look at Taehyung the same way he looked at him earlier. Because really? How could he agree so easily? “Fine, I mean, he’s actually pretty good looking, and he’s very aesthetic, so why not? And if he turns out to be an old man, I’ll call you or scream for help.” "Do you know what aesthetic means?" "Nope." Jimin could only slap Taehyung hard behind the head, and this time without regret as he sighed and walked away, shaking his head. Simba hissed at him. Okay, so he put them together, but he stills felt like shit. =============================================================================== Jimin brought Taehyung shopping that afternoon, and bought him so many new clothes; this time, he can pay for them with his money and his credit card with pride and ease in front of Taehyung, without feeling guilt or bitterness. Taehyung felt grateful to have a friend like Jimin, because how can he be so perfect? Understanding, handsome (more like adorable but with really nice abs), nice, friendly, sympathetic, a good heart, cute, a human. Everything a person would want to have in a best friend. The date was arranged for the very next week, on a Friday, at 2PM. Taehyung didn’t know where to meet up and so Jeongguk offered to pick him up, and left no space for Taehyung to argue back. Jeon J.K. [do you know where 2 meet?] @kimtaetae98 [haven't got the slightest fucking clue] Jeon J.K. [feisty- that's cute. i'll pick you up @ 2]   Taehyung felt like it was rushed - a quick intervention into his life. Jimin told him that he didn't meet his sugardaddy- Yoongi, the old man from last time- until after a month or so, and it could be a little risky. Sure, he may have cancelled the idea of letting it slip, but who knew if Jeongguk was expecting this?  But Taehyung, on the other hand, felt completely fine, other than the fact that it was quick and simple. But he understood. So apparently, Jimin had decided NOT to tell him that Jeongguk was a 23 year old man (correction: sexy ass beast) that worked as the young CEO of THE Jeon Corporation. He was shocked. No, he was fucking shook. He was fucking Jungshook. There's never a bad time for puns. But instead of the bratty, horny and lame (as fuck) rich kids Taehyung expected, this one was a complete gentleman, and knew his limits. Yeah, he fucking better know his fucking limits or else Taehyung would have to kick him straight in the dick. Eh. He knew his limits. Jeongguk took pride in that. And he was very honest as well (except for not telling Taehyung that Jimin may or may not have mentioned him before, because 'it doesn't matter'), confessing that he wanted to have the date after a few more weeks or months of getting to know each other, but due to his tight schedule (not really), he needed to take things in at a faster pace. Being the understanding person Taehyung is, he complied easily, working with Jeongguk to achieve a suitable schedule.  After arranging the date and time, Taehyung (or more like Jimin) wanted to dress himself up in the most feminine yet handsome, aesthetic way possible. What the fuck does aesthetic mean, again? Just two days before the official date, Taehyung decided to dye his hair back to a more natural color- brunette, and because his roots were showing. The long awaited day finally came and Taehyung was nervous as hell. He (or more like Jimin), picked out a PRADA shirt, and put on a black sweater over it, and with some simple black pants that showed off his beautiful long longs, and black shoes, Taehyung was ready to go. He received a text from Jeongguk that he would be reaching the café near Taehyung's apartment soon, and Taehyung had never rushed so quickly in his entire life. He arrived 3 minutes earlier, and true to Jeongguk's own words over DM, ‘I don’t like being late, and I don't like people who are late,’ he arrived just in time, in a black Lamborghini, looking fucking cool. Everybody who was walking by had their attention either on Taehyung, or the Lamborghini. The window to the passenger seat rolled down slowly, revealing Jeongguk on the driver’s seat, looking over at him with a smile (smirk),“Taehyung right? Get in,” and Taehyung stared at his side profile for a few long seconds before nodding and entering the car with shaky hands and a flustered face. Jeongguk had an ESC over shirt (black- plain black), and the shirt was neatly tucked into denim ripped jeans that were ripped in all the right places to show off those thigh muscles. Damn, those muscles. His hair was neatly combed down, and he had small silver looped earrings, and fuck, it was so fucking hot. Taehyung caught himself drooling in a quick seconds and coughed, forcing out a smile (which looked like more of a grimace to him) before settling down. Gosh, the car smelt heavenly, he wasn’t sure if it was the air freshener that was situated on the air con grill, clipped on, or if it was Jeongguk's cologne but he tried his best to not show it. “Hello Taehyung-shii," Jeongguk husked, "you look gorgeous." His face flushed red and he nodded quickly, eyes squeezed tight as he readjusted himself in the leather seat. Jeongguk raised an eyebrow and let out a shit-eating grin, waving outside the window before stomping down on the accelerator. They were going fast. Taehyung bit his lip, looking down at the pristine flooring. The car ride was awkward to say the least, with Taehyung was stiff in his seat and Jeongguk was silently driving. When they finally stopped at a red light, Jeongguk finally turned his head and looked at Taehyung. Taehyung immediately looked at him back, noticing that his attention was on him from the side of his eyes.   “Y-Yes?” Taehyung stuttered out (pathetically) while Jeongguk scanned him up and down, his tongue poking out from his left cheek.   “You look so fucking sexy,” Jeongguk grunted, like he did earlier, and Taehyung flushed bright red.   Sure, it was common for him to hear that he was good-looking, handsome, dashing, but he had never had someone call him beautiful (or 'fucking sexy'), and he kind of liked it, even if it made him turn into a tomato. ("An absolutely, innocent tomato,"Jimin would say, "that needs to be protected from all the terrible things in the world.") “Th-thanks! You, uhm, you too! I mean- not beautiful you don't look beautiful- I mean!" Taehyung's eyes widened. "That sounded so bad- I mean you’re beautiful, I mean, you’re more handsome than beautiful. I mean—you look good too…”  Fuck. His. Life.   Jeongguk stared at the blushing and embarrassed male, fidgeting in his seat, and he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have him fidgeting, whining softly underneath him in a whole different situation- "Jeongguk?" Blinking, Jeongguk shook his head slightly before smiling (smirking like a devious fucking devil), he sat properly, facing the road as the lights flashed green. Fortunately, there weren't any cars in the area that they were currently wandering in, so they could take their time. Thank the fucking gods. Lifting one hand from the wheel, he placed it on Taehyung's thigh, and he could feel the younger tense up, soft flesh underneath the clothed skin flexing. Chuckling, he drove his hand up and down slowly, carefully, as if reassuring the little kitten that it was alright as he drove.  As he drove? More like if  he drove. They arrived at a luxe restaurant, decked out in lights and curtains, and Taehyung may or may not feel a little underdressed.  Should he have worn a suit? What would be better? Did they require people under nineteen to strip? I've been watching too much porn. Jeongguk, fortunately, being the gentleman he was, got out first after parking his car with ease, and quickly went to Taehyung's side of the door, and opened it just when Taehyung had placed his hand on the handle. Flustered, Taehyung muttered a small thanks before bowing at the older, to which the older just nodded to before locking the car. The restaurant was like any other restaurant (that's a lie), but it looked much bigger and definitely like a palace, and the services- wonderful. The one thing that Taehyung liked the most- the fact that they served junk. Absolute, delicious, greasy junk. He smiled. With his fast metabolism, Taehyung was able to eat and eat and eat without gaining a pound the next day. Following the older to the register counter, he looked around the place as he did so and really was quite impressed. He could smell food cooking from the kitchen and Taehyung felt his stomach grumbling. The lady looked up immediately and smiled. She was charming, 'Yongsun' clear on her tag, as she bowed and nodded at Jeongguk, before leading the way to a reserved seat.  Of course, again, being the gentleman Jeongguk was, he pulled the seat out for Taehyung, and let Taehyung sit first before sitting down himself. Taehyung was still in awe at the place, and still blushing like mad, making a sad attempt at covering his cheeks up with his sleeve. "Taehyung-shii, feel free to order whatever you like," Jeongguk said, almost monotone as he scanned the menu he had in his hands. Nodding, Taehyung picked up his menu and looked at the variety of food and almost choked on his own spit. One beef patty burger for 45600 won? What kind of fucking deal- Flipping through the other pages, he tried looking for the cheapest, or cheaper ones, but even fries cost the same as the burger! With his luck, Taehyung was very easily able to identify that there was. Nothing. Cheaper. Fuck it. It looked really, really fucking good. He glanced up as Jeongguk shuffled his menu, the waitress arriving at their table. She was an attractive girl, cute, with a big, contagious smile that could make anyone grin along with her, platinum blonde hair, cute highlighted fringe and big doll-like eyes, skin as pale as snow, and just really cute and Taehyung kind of sobs at the service because the last time he was at a place like this, it was with Jimin. "Hello! May I take your order now, Master Jeongguk?" The girl tilted her head sideways slightly as she smiled at the both of them. Gosh, if Taehyung wasn't gay (convincing himself that he was bisexual),he would definitely date her. Wait. Master Jeongguk?  He blushed. Terribly. The male hummed and looked at her, giving her the menu back as he folded his fingers together, looking stone cold as he rattled down his order, and in all honesty, Taehyung swore that Jeongguk was so fucking hot. He could make ordering food look like a porno. A high quality porno. Taehyung unconsciously licked his lips. Gulping, he blushed at his thoughts, nibbling at his dry lips as the background music filled his ears, alongside with the chattering at the back. A small pat on his shoulder woke him from his thoughts, and he immediately looked up, a forced smile- grimace on his lips as he looked at the adorable, confused waitress (her tag read Lalisa) for a second before beaming at her. He was about ready to go home and cry. Fuck, Taehyung didn't know. It all looked so expensive and he wouldn't dare to let Jeongguk pay for the expensive ass meal and- Looking around, he gulped and stared at Lalisa with an apologetic expression. "I... I, uh..." Jeongguk sighed. "He'll have the same, I suppose," he says, one eye trained on Taehyung. Lalisa grinned and scribbled it down. "I'll be right your way," she promised, bounding off with a hefty story to tell her coworkers. Sighing softly, Taehyung licked his lips again as he fidgeted in his tufted chair, not sure why he was so nervous. Jeongguk seemed to have noticed his unnerve, and a warm hand placed itself on Taehyung's left shaking thigh, rubbing up and down slowly, as if to reassure, soothe the younger. He sent Jeongguk an apologetic look. Jeongguk just smiled slightly and shook his head.  Lalisa came back in a good ten minutes or so, spilling out 'sorry's and 'hope you enjoy'stowards them. The food was good. He wondered why they expected him to eat a melting cheese pizza with a fucking fork and knife. Even Jeongguk was shovelling it into his mouth with his hands, able to keep the dripping cheese away from his cheeks. Oh well. "Jeongguk- shii," Taehyung tries softly, picking at his food, "are you sure I can eat this?"   Jeongguk stopped, a perfect eyebrow raised.  "Is it not to your liking?" Taehyung shook his head. "That's not it! I'm just afraid it was too much, and-" A pause. "How much was this?" Jeongguk shrugged, sipping on the ice water. "Perhaps, maybe, seventy five or so thousand?" Taehyung coughed. "Isn't that too much?" Even with his denial, Taehyung couldn't help himself as he nibbled on the still hot slice, internally mewling at the taste. "Listen, Taehyungie," Jeongguk smirked, "I plan to spoil you as much as I fucking want to.And I don't want you to go shopping on an empty stomach." Oh, that's right. Jeongguk had mentioned something about heading to a private mall for bits and goodies, but Taehyung hadn't actually imagined surviving for so long to actually do so. Unable to render another complaint, Taehyung nodded, a blush still on his face, as he took his knife to slice off the tip and stuffed it into his mouth. It was too fucking much. He moaned out loud at the exploding flavour, closing his eyes in pleasure as Taehyung bit down against the wood burnt crust and soft cheese. Jeongguk eyed him. Hungrily. =============================================================================== "Thanks for today, Jeonggukkie hyung..." He smiled. They hadn't been able to go shopping due to terrible traffic, sadly, but Jeongguk promised him that next time, they would. The thought of a next time made Taehyung smile(grin, it was a fucking grin). Jeongguk laughed and escorted him out to the park near his place, pressing him close against the wall of the elementary school close by. "No problem." Jeongguk said, tone deep, smirking as Taehyung whimpered under his touch. Jeongguk leaned forward looked at the ethereal boy trapped in between his two arms for confirmation, and the sight was beautiful, before smashing his lips against Taehyung's, teeth and tongue clashing wildly in the fight for dominance. Taehyung succumbed easily, mouth still moving against Jeongguk's. The elder slipped his hand up Taehyung's shirt and his fingers ghosted over the stomach, skin, nipples, Taehyung, Taehyung, Taehyung.In turn, Jeongguk growled into the kiss and pulled back, a string of saliva still connecting their lips. Taehyung raised an eyebrow, a small smirk spotted on his spot-slicked, swollen lips. "Is that all you can do?" He knew the answer is no, and he was keen on finding out why. Taehyung pushed them back together, this time stringing his hand into Jeongguk's hair and twisting his neck. He didn't do dates. He didn't do relationships. He did one night stands, sex (not all the way), making out. Jeongguk almost fell limp for a second before reaching over and cupped taehyung's ass, smacking Taehyung's perky ass lightly, feeling it jiggle in his hold, clinging on and kneading the pert skin, huffing as Taehyung pried his hand off and instead pressed his ass against Jeongguk's growing erection, grinding down unabashedly. "Fuck," Jeongguk coughed, "Are you always like a slutty little minx?" Taehyung moaned, a small seductive smile formed. "Only when I wanna get laid." They leaned off the wall after a few more cars stroll in. Taehyung took the chance to tap his finger on his lips and tiptoe up to peck Jeongguk on the cheek. Jeongguk snickered and slipped his hand into Taehyung's pants, fingers grasping onto his skin. He pulled out and his right hand made its way to his pert ass cheek, giving it a quick squeeze, while the other cupped the back of his left thigh.  Taehyung gasped. "Oh yeah, and I really like your thighs." . . .  ***** chapter 6 ***** Chapter Summary everything between taehyung and jimin are completely platonic, even when their making out and giving blowjobs after dinner, and jeongguk is doing his job as taehyung's sugar daddy. Chapter Notes warning: vmin, vmin, and vmin, jeon will be mentioned but this entire chapter is 97% filled with vmin but i promise that vkook is still the main pairing. also, im so sorry this took so damn long to uploadddddddd aiisdneicnwh See the end of the chapter for more notes Taehyung buried his face in his hands, sobbing into Jimin's shoulder. "And then, he said he liked my thighs! My fucking thighs, Jiminnie," he  whimpered, "my thighs!" He squealed for dramatic effect, cuddling into the other's arm.   Jimin pat him on the head. "Does any of that have to do with the chocolate at our doorstep?"   "Yesterday it was some antique French wine or some shit."   Jimin hums in response.   Taehyung lifted his head up. His face was red, eyes peering into slits and nose crinkled. "Do you think he'll want my ass after our next visit?"   He was already breathless. Taehyung glanced at Jimin's newly dyed pink hair, and he threw a kernel at Jimin's face. He scoffed as it hit his left cheek, rolling his eyes. "Bitch," Jimin said, "you just made out in front of a fucking elementary school."   Taehyung whimpered in embarrassment.   "If he doesn't want your ass, you're gonna have to call it quits." Jimin prodded him. He stuffed another handful of popcorn in his mouth, watching as Taehyung raised an eyebrow and gestured for Simba.   It was movie night. Taehyung had to spill everything, and by everything he meant every single fucking detail. And the popcorn.   It had been a week since the last date. They had both been busy without time for each other and Taehyung really regretted neglecting poor, poor Jimin for so long.   Taehyung still couldn't wait for more. He checked his messages every night, waiting anxiously for Jeongguk's response.   There wasn't one.   Jimin was growing restless. Taehyung sighed dramatically; what if he just sounded too needy? What if he was playing too hard to get and Jeongguk gave up on him; on his ass?   The thoughts had him groaning in disdain, making Simba look up at him with her head tilted. Jimin scoffed, rummaging through the fridge for a misplaced bag of chips.   "Don't worry your perky lil' ass, Taehyungie," Jimin said. "Everybody wants a piece of you." Jimin pops the bag open and fishes out a cracker, eyes trained on the television.   Taehyung grunted. He wasn't particularly fond of the episode, because Derek was banging Jennifer and neither of them liked Jennifer, but whatever's on TV will do.   Taehyung hummed. Jimin was sort of really right, because even the teachers would want a piece of his ass.   Shaking his head, he stood up and crawled over to sit on Jimin's lap, wrapping his arms around the older's neck before whining in defeat. He was overthinking again. He hated overthinking.   Jimin resisted the urge to fluff Taehyung's hair with his hand.   The night was spent like that, with Jimin stroking Taehyung to sleep (not in that fucking way, you goddamn pervert), Simba trying to squeeze her way into the mush.   ⇩   so, you legal? you think?   take that as a no There u go Feisty I like it Havent seen the rst of me yet ;)   rest*  Oh yeah? What u got baby boy     Taehyung fought the urge to roll his eyes, another grammer nazi.     well, what you got? ;P   [image attached] Eh, seen better   typing...   The door burst open, revealing Jimin with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He had one hand on his hip and the other strung around in the still-damp hair, ruffling the water onto the floor. "Hoseok asked if we wanted to go out to eat–wanna go?"   Taehyung swallowed the lump in his throat. He had seen Jimin's body multiple times, both accidentally and intentionally--   Their relationship was completely platonic. They were like twins–brothers from another mother.   But teenage hormones, y'know?   They were both attractive looking young men in the same dorm room and nobody could really have a reason to blame them. Because sometimes, explicit things happened beyond their control, and Taehyung was just that sexually frustrated right now (and he kind of wanted to suck a dick).   "TaeTae?" Jimin prodded him in the waist. Taehyung looked up at him uncertainly. "You good?"   Oh, I'm completely fine. I just kinda wanna blow you so badly now you could fly to the moon.    Taehyung had the terrible habit of blurting things out without knowing. He didn't do it on purpose, really, so it wasn't exactly his fault he said that out loud without the littlest bit of doubt on his face.   Jimin looked at his best friend with wide eyes before his lips curled up into a smug little grin. "After dinner, yeah?"   Taehyung had never moved faster in his entire life. He turned red in a matter of seconds, feeling his cheeks flush and stumbling towards the bedroom to dress himself.   ♥♤   Things were heated after dinner. Very.   Taehyung dragged Jimin by his collar and pressed him against the nearest wall (beside the door), struggling to unbutton his dress shirt, grasping his beanie and throwing it aside.   "Eager?" he laughed as Taehyung pulled him into a kiss, all teeth and tongue and saliva everywhere. It was messy and sloppy and Taehyung loved every second of it, groaning at the roughness.   Their tongues clashed (platonically, of course) in a mix of dominance, Jimin's hands gripping Taehyung's waist harshly.   He dragged the lithe boy in his arms to the couch and pushed him down. "Minnie..." Taehyung groaned as Jimin ripped his dress shirt off. It was a sort of impatient that really got Taehyung stirred up, because fuck, Jimin was really hot when he was like that.   "Shirt off, TaeTae," Jimin said. Taehyung whined, because now he was the impatient one and he swore Jimin was mocking him.   He struggled with unbuttoning. He felt a little too light-headed and the adrenaline rushing in his body had him fumbling with the oversized sweater. Jimin rumbled, deeply, and pulled the sweater off of him, throwing it aside before pinning him down. His legs were on either side of Taehyung's hips, effectively straddling him, muscular thighs on the left and right of Taehyung.   "Ah... f-fuck, Jiminnie~" Taehyung's voice had dropped an octave, moaning softly as he bucked his hips up, searching for friction in the air.   "Patience." Jimin's voice was raspy, coaxing Taehyung to whine. The stubble on Jimin's chin, the husky sounds coming from his throat, his bare, muscular chest, and his biceps tensing up as he caged Taehyung just made it that much harder to focus. They made it so hot, and he was so hot and Taehyung couldn't stand the heat.   "Jimin... Just–ah, fuck–just let me blow you already..." All of his senses and all the touches overlapped, riding up against each other. It sent pleasure racking through his body, sent blood to his brain and his dick. They had never really fucked, of course (sober, non-sexually-controlled Taehyung would scoff at the statement), just fooled around with making out, handjobs, blowjobs, fingerings.   It was taking too damn long. He pushed Jimin off of his neck and kneeled on the floor, Jimin landing on the coffee table as Taehyung turned himself to face his crotch.   "You keep telling me to wait," Taehyung snickered, "but you want me as much as I want you, hm?" His ego heightened as he watched Jimin shudder and tighten his jaw. He chuckled, running a hand through his hair, another infamous action he was well recognised for.   "Then you gotta hurry up."   Taehyung growled and unzipped the other's fly. He faced the bulge straining against his boxers, another groan leaving his lips.   He pulled the boxers down and giggled. "Hello there~ It's been quite a while since we last met."   "I swear, you like talking to my dick more than you like talking to me."   "Debatable."   Jimin fisted Taehyung's hair, tugging at it slightly. "C'mon, suck." Taehyung shivered before leaning in to lick the underside of the erection, precome oozing from the tip.   He gave a few licks here, a couple there, before curling his hand around the base of the length and nuzzling it across his cheek. The head touched his nose and lips and Taehyung buried his face in Jimin's crotch, inhaling the musky scent. Jimin growled at the sight, tugging harder on his hair. A guttural moan left Taehyung's lips as he sucked on the leaking tip.   He engulfed the shaft in one go, humming around the thick meat as he began suckling along the shaft, slowly proceeding to bob his head, trying to find a comfortable pace. Jimin's dick hitting the back of his throat.   The grip on his hair never ceased, instead tightening with each slurp while Taehyung moaned around his dick, whimpering when his grip became too harsh. Grunts and moans emitted from Jimin's mouth, throatily wavering in the air. Before he knew it, Taehyung halted his actions as a cue for him to fuck his mouth.   Jimin's eyes were half-lidded. He thrust into Taehyung's mouth, warm and wet, his little sounds and mewls sending vibrations down his dick, Taehyung discreetly jerking himself off with a hand in his pants.   He didn't last--it didn't take long for Taehyung to come on his hand, staining his stomach and his boxers.   Jimin's moans and grunts increased in volume as the pace slowed and grew sloppy, messy. Taehyung pulled away slowly, letting the length graze against his lips, gripping onto Jimin's thighs. He looked up at him, hot breath still on the swollen head, through his thick lashes. "Come on my face, please?"   That was all that was needed for Jimin to groan aloud because shit, since when was Taehyung so--   He held onto his dick and gave it a few more pumps before squirting out thick, white ropes of come onto his best' friend's face. Taehyung had his eyes lidded and lips slightly parted as strands of come landed on his face, hair and neck.   The two panted in a post-sex bliss. Jimin's head flopped backwards against the couch while Taehyung licked his lips and rested his head on Jimin's left thigh.   It was silent, for a few moments, before Jimin corrected his posture, hand flying down to cup Taehyung's chin. The latter's eyes fluttered open warily, looking ethereal even with his face stained with come.   Jimin smiled, eyes crinkling, and wiped off the remaining release off of Taehyung's face with his thumb. He licked it off before looking at Taehyung-- beautiful Taehyung with such a tired expression and flushed cheeks--making eye contact.   'Ah," he sighed. "Let's get cleaned up." Taehyung whined, but nodded--he was already dozing off.   Jimin slipped into his boxers and grunted, lifting Taehyung up bridal style. He carried him into his room and brought him into the bathroom to take a very, verynecessary shower.   ♥♤   "Something came in the mail for you, Taehyungie," Jimin grunted, throwing the package onto the kitchen island. It hit the jar of cookies and Taehyung glared at him from the couch, reluctantly dragging himself across the room.   "Who still sends things in the mail?" Taehyung mumbles, rubbing his eyes. Jimin ripped the top open and pulled out a wrinkled receipt, eyes widening.   "Apparently Jeongguk does," Jimin said. "In the form of a five thousand dollar necklace."   Taehyung choked on the cookie he's eating. 'What the fuck?"   Jimin continued to dissect the package like a lab rat. There was a growing pile of receipts on one side and Taehyung was staring (with one cheek full of chocolate) in awe as Jimin dumped out brand after brand. "Here it is," Jimin noted, handing Taehyung a Gucci necklace with a pricing note.   "18 karat gold?"   Taehyung choked again. "And look at this!" he exclaimed, swallowing his cookie and pulling out another receipt. "An iPhone 7 case for, like, two hundred thirty Canadian or some shit. Fuck my life. I don't even have an iPhone 7!"   "That must be what this is," Jimin shrugged, showing him an iPhone 7 box.   Taehyung banged his head against the table.   "Hey, look, a skirt!"   Chapter End Notes okay, first off,, before you guys attack, let me just say, im so so sos os so sos so sorry, i really am. to all those that genuinely enjoys my stroies and this ;3; i initially wrote this and sent it to my beta one or two months ago, but i forgot to add in some important details so she have done it for me which took quite some time so so so so im so so sorryyyyy ;3; but i have to admit, i wasnt really active on ao3 and aff as well so... i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and would still continue to support me, i once again apologise for this slow updated chapter and hope you would look forward to new chapters :)) also, thank you so much bae, @miyukitsune for helping me with beta- ing this chapter, helping me with the gifts and shit ;3; theres no other way of expressing my love towards you bae, thankssssss <3 follow me on twitter if you wanna chat or fan girl:3 twitter: @bwikoooks ***** announcement(im sorry but please read?) ***** Chapter Summary an update after SO long! im so sorry! dont worry, im not quitting or giving up on the story or anything, just a small updated Hey yalls! I know its been ass centuries ago since i last updated all my stories and i sincerely apologise for that. I know this is going to be very cliche and annoying(??) but because due to some personal problems and commitment issue, i_will_be_putting_ALL_my_CHAPTERED stories_on_hold. Thats right, on_hold. Im not going to be pesky and all on my knees asking for forgiveness and shit because ive already made my mind so yeah, if yall gonna hate then,, bai?? Lol But yeah due to commitment issues, i dont think ill be able to update on a daily or should i say ‘scheduled’ schedule, so i apologise for those people who actually wanted to read my stories ^^; GOOD_NEwS_is_that_ill_be_updating_on_my_one-shots, so feel free to request, its the holidays for me so i can work on those ideas in my head ehehe. And to my chaptered stories such as Youre so sweet like Sugar(Baby), ill be updating it after ive completed all the chapters and post it as a whole so yeah. 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