tw// partially 18+, steamy moments, implied sex (no graphic descriptions)
"Taehyun-ah??"
By the time Beomgyu had bowed and excused himself from Yeonjun, Taehyun had left the reception. To his advantage, the receptionist was quite swooned over his beauty which helped him get the younger's room number, albeit she was disappointed in him because after flirting so smoothly he ended up asking for someone else's room, even more because she couldn't ignore his request.
He surely felt guilty for giving false hopes to someone (moreover to a woman because he's gay duh) but there wasn't any other option, considering the receptionist's long lectures on their strict policies.
The older hadn't wasted a single second before running for the elevator and into the floor to look for the room. Fortunately enough, he'd found it sooner than he expected but when he was about to knock, he'd noticed that the door was already open.
Barging in, he started looking around the dim room while calling for the younger. "Taehyun-ah, are you here?"
There was no response. But he knew Taehyun was truly here, given the way the articles of the younger's clothes were scattered around the floor. He walked a few more steps ahead after shutting the door, and grasped some sound coming from the bathroom.
Quickly, he reached into the area only for his heart to shrink at the scene; Taehyun was sobbing hard with the shower on while he was seated in the tub shirtless.
"Taehyun??? What the heck are you doing?" Beomgyu ran to the younger and turned off the socket, fetching a towel to wrap around him only to be hissed away.
"Wae....why are you here huh!" Taehyun sniffled his red running nose, hugging his knees. "Go...have fun with Yeonjun. Isn't that why you're here in the first place? All of you *sob* only care about him."
"Have you gone crazy? I'm here for you!"
Taehyun didn't reply, he only faced away, still sobbing.
Beomgyu took a seat on the island, and smiled gently. The younger was disturbed because of his insecurity. He was always like this because his father had taught him to give his 200% on being the best. That's why, whenever Taehyun saw someone attain something easily for which he worked hard for, he would become a sniffling baby boy.
It wasn't something serious as it'd pass by a day or two and Taehyun would return to his sassy confident self. But Beomgyu found it cute. At times like this, he wanted to take care of the younger even more.
So he brought down the shower head and switched it on again, this time at a mild speed. He tried to pat the younger's head and thankfully, Taehyun didn't push him away so he continued affectionately.
"I'm sorry. I'm very sorry that I didn't pay enough attention to you."
His heart raced when he scrubbed the younger's back gently but he tried to remain calm. And the way Taehyun didn't push him away anymore let him wash younger carefully.
"No one likes me." Taehyun suddenly mumbled after a long silence.
Beomgyu sighed. "It's not true, Taehyun-ah! Why wouldn't anyone like you? You're the CEO of a multinational company. You've always been good at everything you do and if you're not, you make sure to master that. I think that's cool."
"You think that's cool?" Taehyun pouted, turning his side as his right cheek squished against his kneecaps. Beomgyu wanted to boop his nose but managed to refrain himself from doing so.
"Yes, you're very cool." He just assured him.
And that seemed to work, as the wrinkles of his frown smoothened out. He didn't speak after that, only keeping his head down. Beomgyu rubbed his head and helped him lean towards his own thigh.
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FanfictionWherein Beomgyu hires Taehyun -a fake boyfriend- from a rather peculiar website in order to make his ex jealous but instead, finds himself falling for the man even if Taehyun is far from Beomgyu's ideal type. . . . Highest Rankings: #2 taegyu (01/08...