His Blue Dog | Sope BOOK #1

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Taehyung Focus

"Taehyung~"

Goddamn if that wasn't a turn on by itself...

"Baby, I..." Taehyung pulled away from kissing Naeun, and saw the glossy look in her eyes. She was just as turned on as he was. Her hand barely grazed against his erection, slow movements with her thumb between their stomachs. He hovered over Naeun on the couch, resting his weight on his arms by her shoulders. Their lips were only inches apart, where they could feel each other's breath on each other.

When Naeun started to touch him, it was a burst of new emotions and feelings. And as much as he wanted to move forward, he didn't know.

"Taehyung, I live alone, no one's going to interrupt...I can feel how much you want me." Naeun whispered to him. By her small hand movements she was shy about it, but Taehyung knew what she wanted.

Yet, at that moment, Naeun gripped him confidentially and rutted her hips up against his thigh. Taehyung heard himself moan and felt his arms lock and give out, but he immediately caught himself.

"Naeun noona, I-I don't think I- sh*t." The feeling of someone else's hand slowly working up and down his shaft was the best feeling Taehyung's ever felt. He moved his head up and bit his lip, sighing as he closed his eyes. His mind started swirling.

"I-"

Taehyung's phone rang.

Naeun stopped and looked at the coffee table where his phone was, annoyed. Taehyung groaned and got off of her, standing up and answering. It was Jimin.

"This is a best friend emergency! If you aren't here in ten minutes I'm gonna punch Yoongi in the face and chop his balls off with paper cuts!"

Taehyung muted himself and looked over at Naeun. "Tell me you're not going to go see him when I'm like this, when we're like this." She seemed angry now. "I really don't want to, but-" "Tae," Naeun sat up on her elbows. "Please, don't go." She stuck her bottom lip out slightly. "Babe, he says-" "If you're at Naeun's house and got yourself muted, you better come to me, you hoe, you've known me longer and don't want me pissed!" Jimin's angry voice interrupted him. "Jimin, shut-" Taehyung groaned and hung up.

"I'm sorry, baby, it's probably nothing important." He rolled his eyes. "So, you'll stay?" Naeun's eyes lit up. "I'll text him quickly..." Taehyung mumbled nervously.

Jungkook Focus

"I wanna punch him in the face, Gguk, right between the f*cking eyes!" Jimin stomped angrily, eyes absolutely fuming with rage. "Maybe he didn't mean it like tha-" "He asked me for SEX! Like I'm a f*cking slut or something! What the f*ck?!" Jimin shouted. "Oh." Jungkook sat on the edge of his bed, watching Jimin pace in his room. "You know, and I bet Taehyung's at Naeun's house probably f*cking her or doing something inappropriate, and he'd rather do that than calm me down so I don't kill a man." Jimin took a deep breath, and let it out forcefully.

"Well, maybe hyung...really...wants to? Maybe he wants kids-" "Tae doesn't want kids, not this early." Jimin shook his head. "He told me, no matter the person, he wanted to be in a relationship for at least eight years before even thinking about kids or marriage." He explained. "Makes sense." Jungkook spoke up, fiddling with his fingers. "Did Namjoon ever apologize to you about what happened between Sanghyuk and you? I know he never apologized to Yoongi hyung." Jimin asked, changing the subject.

"No, he never did...but we've just let go of it and-" "God, why does everyone have to be an absolute dick?" Jimin sighed and continued pacing. "Well, we have a Weverse interview tomorrow, now that Yoonseok has officially broken up." Jungkook said. "Maybe we can vent there-" "I have to be appropiate." Jimin whined. "And there's no point in venting if you can't say sh*t or dick!" He went over to his desk and grabbed a small Chimney plushie. Jungkook flinched when he threw it into the wall.

"F*ck all this sh*t, maybe we should just disband since everyone can't say they're sorry and keep their dick in their pants." Jimin scoffed and threw another stuffed animal into the wall. "Hyung, don't say that." Jungkook frowned. He never thought Jimin would say such a thing. "It's true, Gguk. Everyone's leaving, there will only be three members at one point and everything's just too hard." Jimin threw another one right into the wall. "Tae's got a girlfriend-" "Everything's gonna turn out alright." Jungkook smiled softly.

"You're so oblivious, Kookie."

"Don't talk to me like I'm fifteen, Jimin hyung." Jungkook frowned again, getting upset. "Well, it's true-" "Last time I checked, I basically carry this band, so don't f*cking-" "Oh, you?" Jimin cut him off. "You got this big dick ego that makes you think, without you, we wouldn't be successful?" He almost laughed. "It's the other way around, Kook." Jimin glared at him, and that simple statement blew Jungkook's lid.

"F*ck you, Jimin! Yoongi hyung's right, all you are is a f*cking stupid slut! F*ck you!" He yelled and stormed out of the room, slamming the door.

"Jungkook, what the-" "F*ck you! You don't even have the balls to apologize to me!" Jungkook yelled at him. "Jungkook!" Namjoon yelled back. "What?! No one respects me, so why the hell should I be respecting you?! I try to keep my sh*t together, but I'm done! F*ck you, f*ck everyone!" Jungkook shouted, storming to his room.

Namjoon clenched his jaw, pissed, not at Jungkook but at Jimin for probably  causing this. He went into Jimin's room to know what was going on. Yoongi told him they had an argument, but he knew it was something more.

"Jimin! What the f*ck!" Namjoon yelled. "F*ck you, Namjoon, and get out!" Jimin shouted at him, throwing a plushie near the door frame. "Don't curse at me, Jimin." He told him, trying to calm himself down. "You just cursed at me- get, out!" Jimin screamed at him. It looked like he was so angry he would start crying soon.

Confused, Namjoon left, again, slamming the door.