Chapter 21

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Jungkook's car had remained uncharted territory to Taehyung until that afternoon. The smooth leather seats and dark interior matched Jungkook's aesthetic perfectly. It radiated sophistication, with a hint of mystery, and if that didn't describe Jungkook, Taehyung didn't know what else would.

The atmosphere was slightly tense, almost as if both of them had unspoken words wanting to be said. For Taehyung, he was worried that he may have been too forceful in the meeting and upset Jungkook. The only thing he said when he joined him at the reception desk was a stern, "Get your stuff, and meet me at my car."

Jungkook on the other hand was trying to keep himself composed. Taehyung's confidence had awoken something in him, something that desired that same bold attitude from Taehyung but specifically directed to him, and specifically in a bedroom. His thoughts were clouded by images of a bratty Taehyung teasing him to his breaking point, and the thoughts alone were almost too much to handle.

The small shuffle and clearing of his throat had caught Taehyung's attention. The younger was gazing at him with the softest eyes. Jungkook couldn't help but take a moment to admire them as he slowed down at the red light. Whenever they locked eyes like this, it felt as if time stopped and it was just them. Jungkook lived for moments like this, loved the way it made him feel which was something he hadn't experienced since him.

He would've never looked away but the hooting of cars behind him, and the blinding green light, forced him to look away. When he looked out of the window again, he realised that the roads were oddly full for a Sunday, especially at this time of the afternoon. Then again, the sun was shining beautifully, it'd be a shame to be indoors. This gave him an idea, one that he hoped Taehyung would be alright with.

Without a word, Jungkook took a left at the intersection where he should've taken a right in order to get back to their apartment complex. Jungkook glanced over at Taehyung who turned his head to look back at the road they should've taken and then towards Jungkook. When the blue haired man rested his eyes on his face, Jungkook smiled and then sped up a little, putting the car in fourth gear. 

Taehyung eyed Jungkook wearily, trying to possibly understand why they went in the opposite direction, and where Jungkook was taking him. "Are you taking me to your slaughter house outside of the city so that you can brutally torture me before you murder me and no one will be able to hear me scream for help?"

The genuine sound of his voice and sincerity on his face had Jungkook laughing, the sound blessing Taehyung's ears with the sweetest melody he rarely heard. Seeing Jungkook happy like this made him feel warm inside, made him feel happy too. He couldn't help the smile that traced his lips, followed by the small chuckles as he watched the other trying to contain himself.

"I try to be nice and take you out for ice cream, and that's the impression you're getting?" Jungkook almost seemed surprised as he spoke to Taehyung, who just nodded eagerly in response and laughed again.

"It's not like you told me where we were going. But since you said ice cream, step on it Mr Jeon!" Taehyung challenged Jungkook, and he took the bait by speeding up even more to the point where he's sure he got himself a ticket. But the smile on Taehyung's face would be worth the small fine.

As they neared their destination, Jungkook gradually slowed down until he spotted the quaint ice cream shop on the corner of the street. He did a quick search of the area, but couldn't find any parking bays close to the entrance. He continued down the road for a little longer, finally finding one near the park which was a little ways away from the store.

"Hope you don't mind walking a bit." Jungkook faced Taehyung, who thankfully shook his head and hurriedly got out of the car. Jungkook couldn't help his eyes travelling south on Taehyung's body when the man got out of the car. He bit his bottom lip, mouth forming a smirk that seemed to stay put even once he'd got out of the car and locked it.

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