Muffled sounds of music and chattering filtered through the thin wall as Jin leaned back his head on it.
"It's not like it bothers me..."
"It definitely does.", Yoongi shrugged beside him. "And if it doesn't, then it shouldn't bother him either."
"It doesn't.", Jin huffed, trying to swallow the bitterness down his throat.
"What are you doing here?", a new, familiar voice made Jin clench his jaws and shiver at the same time.
Yoongi nodded at the look Taehyung gave him and silently went inside, leaving Jin all alone at the mercy of the dark corridor and even darker eyes of the man infront of him.
"What were you doing here with him?", the younger demanded, just the way he always does. He demands, he claims and he takes and just keeps taking.
"You're supposed to be inside."
"I wasn't feeling well.", Jin managed to finally say something as the other took small but steady steps towards him.
"Then you should've called me instead of someone else.", he found himself being cornered by the younger, feline eyes staring right into his soul.
He felt... vulnerable.
Taehyung always makes him feel vulnerable.
"He is our friend, Taehyung. And your favourite hyung too!"
"Doesn't matter. You were supposed to be with me. It's my birthday!"
"Exactly! It's your day and that's why I didn't want to ruin it. Haven't you always enjoyed it? Mingling with random people? Flirting with anyone and everyone?", long fingers gently stroked his chin as soon as Jin's voice started trembling.
"Go back to your friends, Tae. Please! Don't waste your special day for me."
"And if I want to..?", Taehyung's voice was now a mere whisper, his warm breath caressing Jin's face.
"Why would you want to? I am nothing more than what they're to you.", he cursed himself for whimpering shamelessly as the younger placed his soft lips on his own ever so subtly.
"Jin-ah..", Taehyung murmured against his lips, his deep voice quivering and pleading.
"Baby...", his fingers were demanding though, tugging at his hair and claiming his waist. "Don't you know what you are to me...?"
And Seokjin knows. He really does. Taehyung never let's him forget.
It's just that he loves it... loves the way the younger can push his insecurities away by the insistent pressures of his lips.
Loves the way his Taehyung can get envious too. Loves the way he demands, the way he claims, the way he takes and just keeps taking.
