Be My Mistake | TaeKook

THE LOOP

The closest writer to my soul once said, "The truth is rarely pure and never simple."

-Oscar Wilde

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YOONGI

I hear car noise and my bones spontaneously tremble in trepidation. My memory is quickly refreshed with unwelcoming awakening.

"Taehyung", it slips to my tongue and before I pull myself back, Jimin gives me a shocked look full of questions we both have no time to answer. He stands up not breaking our eye contact, "what did you just say?"

"Listen, Jimin. You can blame it on me later but now I need you to bear with me"

I say fixing my own mess, when suddenly my guard dogs stop barking and I at once remember that I didn't turn off the gates because I was caught up with that fucked up situation. shit..

"Jimin? How do you know my name__ Taehyung! Are you?", he is at a loss for words, looking around us then back to me. He is scanning my face as if he sees it for the first time just now, "you're Yo-"

I hold his shoulders in order to pick up his attention quickly, "upstairs, the first room on the left, take a shower or something. I'll come and explain everything, just please-"

(bell ringing,,)

"it's Taehyung", I say begging him with my eyes to help me hide that up, at least for now. Therefore he collects his clothes rushly and speeds upstairs, at the moment I walk to open the door for the man who meets me with soft smile and pretty eyes.

"they say better late than never, so", Taehyung steps in, taking off his coat, "am I forgiven?". He isn't really asking if he is forgiven for being late while I was making out with his best friend seconds ago! What an asshole, Yoongi.

"I'm glad you made it. How was the meeting?", I question taking the coat from him and hanging it on the coat rack.

He sighs stretching his neck both sides lugging my sight easily to his collarbones that are still shown even under the turtle neck, the thing that makes me wonder if my halfway awake crotch is a noticeable by him into the bargain.

"fuck me", I let out randomly as a way to disturb his almost fallen on my lower part glance.

He smirks at me, "so we came to conclusion already__I'll top in bed?". I think I admire him more now with this playful look and his desire to unfold me into pieces and rebuild me up the way he wants, the way he wishes.

"fuck mee__I forgot to make Jimin the coffee he asked for. But if you heard it precisely..", I tease heading to the kitchen aware of him following me, "We can give it a shot", I finish smirking.

I expect a shy face in return, while he approaches me with tilted head, "Jimin asked for coffee?". My blood runs cold for a second because I don't feel comfortable talking about Jimin with him, in addition to the fact that I am sure whatever I say will effortlessly seem suspicious.

I catch his gaze to make sure he is buying my lies at the same moment I'm desperately selling them, "Well, to be fair, he didn't really ask for it. I offered and he nodded so__"

"I'm pretty sure he either was still drunk or he just heard it wrong", he says and holds my hand on its way to bring the cup. "don't bother making it, trust me, Jimin's rule number one is only a maniac drinks coffee and only criminals add ketchup to their pizza"

"I'm offended, I guess!", actually I'm not.

He chuckles, "it's fine, I'm a maniac too but never a criminal"