Seokjin silently screamed in the pillow of the guest room that Jungkook had kindly let him to choose from before using it to hit his head. Oh my god! That was so freaking embarrassing! Vante is Taehyung? And Jungkook, what's his relationship with Taehyung? Even if he had a burning curiosity about this Taehyung, he doesn't want to associate himself with this kind of people. Seokjin exhaled deeply, before lying on the bed and getting himself comfortable with the soft fluffy blanket.
Then, the worst thing happened to Seokjin just before he nearly fell into a deep sleep.
His stomach grumbled, making Seokjin realize that he had forgot to eat his dinner to avoid the awkward silence among Jungkook, Taehyung and himself. Even if it was lobster. But it wasn't. Luckily.
Seokjin stayed in the bed for a few more minutes before grumbling and stepping out of the soft bed. "God, I should have eaten dinner. I'll just go to the kitchen to get some instant noodles." Seokjin mumbled to himself, opening the door as silently as possible. It was pitch-black out there. While walking down the stairs carefully, Seokjin felt his vision blur before running to the enormous kitchen, assuming that he was hungry. "So... hungry." Seokjin grabbed onto the tables and counters beside him before staggering towards the fridge.
Was he drunk? No, no, it can't be. He didn't drink any wine or beer that day. It doesn't matter anymore anyway. As long as he is full, he can finally have a good night's rest.
Switching on the lights, Seokjin opened the cupboard only to find healthy snacks inside (and solving the mystery of how Jungkook never gets sick). When he opened more cupboards, he found more and more expensive, premium ingredients. Abalone, lamb, Seokjin didn't have enough fingers to count them all. After a few minutes, he eventually gave up trying to find instant noodles. Now, there was a huge pile of expensive canned products behind him. "Rich people..." Seokjin murmured, thinking of how wealthy Jungkook's family was before Jungkook was even born.
Snatching some Oreo packets from the pile of food and making himself some hot chocolate with the ingredients Jungkook had in his gigantic fridge, he stirred the hot chocolate in the mug before placing a marshmallow inside it. "All done!" Seokjin smiles weakly before placing a hand to his forehead. What's wrong with my head? It's so painful...
Taking the Oreo packets in one hand and taking the mug in the other, Seokjin turned around and felt something light peck his lips. "God, yuck! Stop standing behind me! You see, our lips met just now!" Seokjin closed his eyes as he snapped, placing his food down. Taehyung chuckled as he cornered Seokjin onto a table, putting his pretty face near Seokjin's.
"What d-do you want?" Seokjin asked warily, shooting him a glance.
"I want you..." Taehyung breathed into his ear, making his heart skip a beat. What did he just say?! Suddenly, something in Seokjin clicked inside of him. His curiosity for Taehyung took over his mind now. Laughing to himself, Seokjin flipped Taehyung over onto the table as he slowly unbuttoned Jungkook's blue pajamas that Jungkook had lent him. Seeing the horrified but amused look on Taehyung's face, Seokjin smirked as he began stripping Taehyung's clothes too before carrying him as quietly as possible to his bedroom. (Dear readers, please don't ever abandon your Oreos or Hot Chocolate...)
The next day
Seokjin opened his eyes as the bright sun rays peeking out from behind a curtain which was not covering the unfamiliar room's window properly blinded him. "Where am I?" the male mumbled. Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes as he nearly yelped. His shirt was gone and there were many hickeys all around his body, and when Seokjin looked underneath the blanket, well, let's say Seokjin was horrified. What have I done?
Seokjin opened his mouth in shock as he turned his body around and found shirtless Taehyung beside him, sleeping soundly and peacefully. That bastard again! How dare he take away my virg- Seokjin nearly shouted at him before recovering all his memories from the night before.
Looking at Taehyung now, Seokjin nearly got the shock of his life, again. Taehyung's face was resting on his palm as his swollen lips turned into a big boxy smile. "Enjoyed last night?" he leaned in closer to Seokjin's red ear now, who was on the verge of exploding. "N-NO! NEVER YOU, BASTARD! YOU TOOK AWAY MY VIRGINITY!" Seokjin barked, burying his head into Taehyung's blanket.
"You're stuttering..."
Taehyung teases Seokjin pinching his cheeks. "I, got to go!" Seokjin looked away in shame as he sat up from the bed, putting his leg onto the cold floor with his and Taehyung's clothes scattered around.
"Wait!"
Seokjin grumbled as he glared at Taehyung and groaned, "What?!" Taehyung grinned sensually.
"Your clothes are at the far end of the room..."
Realizing that he had to show Taehyung his whole body by walking over to the room and wearing his clothes, Seokjin sighed in frustration. "DON'T LOOK!" Seokjin shouted before Taehyung could giggle.
Walking as fast as he can, Seokjin quickly put his pants on and accidentally placed on Taehyung's shirt. "Ugh! Whatever, never mind!" Seokjin mumbled to himself and glared at Taehyung, who stopped licking his lips. Slamming the door open, Seokjin faced Jungkook who was making a 'knocking door' hand motion. "Oh, HYUNG?! Why are you in Taehyung's room? What happened? And- you..." Jungkook trailed off, scanning Seokjin's whole body whose hair was wrinkled and face flushed.
"I- I got to meet Bang Si-Hyuk now! Bye!" Seokjin rushed to Jungkook's walk-in closet before coming out in just a minute with a simple white t-shirt and jeans. Somehow, he still managed to rock it better than Jungkook. He raised his eyebrows as he watched his friend snatch his bag before rushing out the door. Jungkook frowned in confusion as he heard his weird middle school friend (Taehyung) chuckling to himself loudly.
Flashback (last night)
"Oh, fuck me, Daddy..." Seokjin mumbled, grabbing onto Taehyung's shoulders. Taehyung licked his lips and slipped his tongue into Seokjin's mouth before pushing him onto his bed, grinning, "Your pleasure."
