scarlet inferno | t.k

22. we fuck, is that it?

(tmi: this chap was unexpectedly tough to write)

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jeongguk was living and breathing when taehyung dragged him into the little restroom stall in the gym store room.

they've been making out for the past 15 minutes.

"you're gonna be at the party right?"

"y-yeah- uhmp!" jeongguk squeaked when taehyung found his way up from his bare chest back to his lips, aggressively shoving his tongue in and greedily licking into his mouth.

jeongguk's eyes shut, nails clawing on taehyung's broad back and hips grinding against taehyung's lower front, breathing becoming ragged at the friction. his desperate grinding began to slow down at the intrusion of his mouth.

taehyung grabbed the underside of jeongguk's thigh and holding it up that it brushed against his side, using it as leverage as he rolled his hips even harder against jeongguk.

jeongguk whimpered against taehyung's mouth, taehyung bucked his hips just right and the friction was insane. breaking off the kiss, taehyung can't help racking his eyes at jeongguk's face which was beautifully flushed, from his neck to the tips of his ears.

"you're always so worked up," taehyung grunted. "why?"

jeongguk whined desperately, "because it's you."

taehyung hummed in satisfaction, "you're pretty." he randomly said, unconsciously smiling. he leaned into jeongguk's neck, nipping on the skin lightly.

"anyways, i'll pick you up- to the party. taehyung mumbled against his neck and jeongguk opened his eyes.

"y-yugyeom will pick me up." he lightly panted, hips jerking forward for more friction.

"he's gonna come pick you up... to the party at his house?" taehyung asked lowly, jaw tightening and hands pulled off jeongguk's body as he took a few steps back.

"y-yeah-" jeongguk whined loudly, surprised and frustrated by taehyung who literally and completely moved away from him in the middle of their heated make out. "we're gonna go pick up some ice-cream." he huffed.

pupils dilated with lust, he eyed the older who leaned back against the wall, fixing his uniform.

jeongguk waited for some kind of explanation for his action, yet none came as they stood face to face, staring at each other under the dim light of the room.

"why did you stop..?" he asked in confusion, pulling up the shoulder of his shirt that was sliding off his shoulder.

"just change in mood, i guess." taehyung shrugged his shoulders lazily, sliding his hands into the pockets of his pants. contrary to his nonchalant attitude at the moment, jeongguk sensed that something was up in his mind.

"is there something wrong?" he questioned, clearly disappointed at the older's action.

"why do you ask? we're not friends or anything." taehyung spat unnecessarily coldly, pretty much showcasing how he felt about the entire thing.