𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 | 𐤀

25; metanoia

"Let's go, baby,"

Jeongguk was clad in black leather skin tight jeans and an ivory silk shirt, the shirt clinging onto his skin with his sleeves folded above his elbow, the accessories and a simple chain in his neck making him look hotter.

Whereas Taehyung wore black leather jeans with a teal satin shirt, a few buttons undone exposing his skin marked with a bunch of hickeys of different sizes made in past weeks. (Jeongguk made sure to unbutton a few of his buttons to let people know who this gorgeous man belongs to.)

Taehyung moved in with his boyfriend 2 years ago, after Jeongguk graduated in business and joined his father's company.

The elder graduated before him but was living with his father before Jeongguk asked him. They were now boyfriends for 7 years.

As for now, they were getting ready to go to a club, Taehyung was trying so hard to get ready but Jeongguk was being clingy and was not letting him wear anything saying he was looking too hot.

Finally, after hours of bickering, the duo was ready to leave the house with a sulking Jeongguk because he still thinks Taehyung was looking hot and he doesn't want him to look this hot in a club, people could hit on him or something.

Taehyung was drooling at him because it was him who was looking hot as fuck with his tattoos, hairstyle, rings, chains and exposed chest. Yet he was concerned about Taehyung looking hot. Cute.

In past years, the elder became much more confident and bolder than he was, the younger often used to ask him where his innocent Taehyung was, but he was sure Jeongguk enjoyed his bold side as much as he liked his innocence.

"I'll go get us drinks, you sit there on that couch," Jeongguk instructed him as they entered the club, they were not planning to dance just now.

"Okay baby, I will be waiting for my sexy boyfriend there," Taehyung winked at him playfully and ran his finger over his tattooed hand before turning to leave.

Jeongguk could only sigh.

Minutes later, Jeongguk was comfortably seated on the couch on the back of the club sipping his drink with Taehyung on his lap, who already had finished his drink and now was drawing patterns on his thigh.

"It's so unfair," Taehyung- who had his head on Jeongguk's shoulder with lips near his ear- whispered.

"What is unfair, me getting a bigger drink?" Jeongguk gulped the last sip and pushed the glass on the table on his side.

"No, me getting so fucking turned on just by simply touching your thighs," Taehyung inches his hand on his upper thigh, slightly squeezing the flesh underneath.

Jeongguk rolls his head back, looking at Taehyung with hooded eyes. "Is that so?" He asked, spreading his legs further apart, giving him more access.

"Uh-huh, it's hard to control me," he stopped his hand just under his crotch, tracing finger there with a feathery touch.

Jeongguk grips him by the waist and leads him to have his legs on both sides of his hips, making Taehyung straddle him.

"How about we play a game then, Love?" The younger said with his hand now coming to grip the elder by his waist. The black-haired boy just gave him a questioning look,

"We try to make each other horny, and the one who resists for the longest wins, what do you say?"

Jeongguk takes his Taehyung's hand in his own and places them on his inner thigh, inches apart from his crotch,

"Th-this is stupid, I'm not playing something as stupid as this,"

Jeongguk slips his hand in Taehyung's shirt, holding his bare waist, pinching it slightly.