[Finished]
Jeongguk has it all. He is young, handsome, rich, has a beautiful fiancée. He will soon become a CEO at his father's company, which is one of the most successful companies in Seoul. It would seem that his life is almost perfect. Everythi...
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Taehyung blinked a few times as if he didn't believe what he had just heard. He couldn't deny that the brunet said something he almost dreamed of hearing. He wanted to know that what he felt was true, and that they had something more than everyone else thought. Under the influence of these words, his heart began to beat like crazy, bumping against his ribs like a wild bird. On impulse, he grasped the young CEO's tie and pulled him closer again, minimizing the distance between them, before quickly pressing his lips against his.
Jeongguk's lips were soft, warm. He could feel the delicate taste of coffee on them, as if the man had just been sipping black liquid. Wanting to feel him more, he parted his lips, inviting the boy to do the same with his own and deepen the kiss. Brunet without hesitation pressed harder on him, pushing him against the wall again, and he pressed his tongue inside his mouth. Taehyung instinctively gripped the lapels of his black suit jacket from one of Gucci's latest collections. He didn't care that he might crumple his elegant clothes. He needed more.
When they finally broke apart, they both breathed heavily, but nonetheless the tattoo artist's lips curved into a beautiful, radiant smile.
"You came here on purpose to tell me this?" he asked.
The young businessman's dark irises briefly fell over the tattoo artist's lips. The lower lip, adorned with a black piercing, was bitten by Taehyung's teeth, and he had the urge to lean forward and grasp it with his teeth. Holding his breath, he shifted his gaze back to the man's eyes.
"Would you believe it if I said I had a business meeting nearby?" He joked, then became serious immediately. "I spoke to Jimin and... I just felt I had to tell you this. I should have done it this morning. I should have told you it was the most wonderful weekend of my entire life. I want you to know they' "re all wrong. You're not a rich boy's whim, Tae. You are much more important."
Taehyung smiled sexily, then took his hand.
"Say it again," he ordered.
Jeon laughed at his words. His thumb almost involuntarily wounded over the back of the tattoo artist's hand, stroking it gently.
"It's not just lust, Tae," he repeated, looking him straight in the eye.
"I guess that's good, because it's more than that for me too, Gguk," Taehyung replied. "And you are not the whim of a tattooed guy who dreamed of trying a goddamn rich CEO," he added, then grabbed his tie again and tugged it toward him so that the brunet pressed his chest against him again. "You are much more important," he added, echoing his words.
"Park told me he saw you this weekend. You knew I didn't go to Busan with him, and yet you didn't call me to ask where I was. You knew I lied to you," he said suddenly. "Why?"
"Because although my mind told me that you lied to me and I should withdraw from it as soon as possible..." saying this, Kim raised his hand and marked with his fingertips the line of Jeongguk's jaw, running his hand from his ear , through the sharp line to his soft lips. "It was something else that told me I should trust you. And I guess I did the right thing, because then you appeared at the doorstep of my apartment... And now you here..."
