Blue and Grey || Taejin

Chapter 21

Seokjin stared blankly at the blur of colours on the TV screen while his mind kept straying off to V whose attention was glued to his phone; he even brought earphones to avoid Seokjin better. Normally, Seokjin was not too skilled in being a social individual but he was doing his best to somehow interact with V but the man simply plugged in his earphones and drowned his surroundings with whatever he was listening to, or pretending to listen.

Yoongi was a big devotee of sports, especially basketbell, but V showed little to no interest in any form of sports. He did not even bat an eyelash at horror or thriller movies. He did not even seem to be into books or comics either. In fact, he was not even looking at Seokjin to begin with.

Absentmindedly, Seokjin's fingers drummed on his thigh while he wondered where he had gone wrong. Nowadays, V would arrive sharp at when he was appointed to and leave by the clock, not even wasting a single minute or sparing Seokjin a smile. He would wear what Seokjin defined as "work clothes"- his signature leather jacket that he had worn on the very first day he arrived at the mansion, skin-tight pants, several earrings and rings and subtle but sharp make up. It was as if V had enclosed himself within his escort persona, far away from Seokjin's reach.

And why was it even affecting Seokjin so much? He was just an escort, just someone who was there to receive money in return, just an escapade from the nightmare of nearly losing the one person he treasured.

Right?

Still...

V had been so sweet, so gentle with him. He had embraced him close when he broke down out of the blue, he had held his hands and looked at hims so tenderly when Seokjin would drift away while talking and had dumbed down sign language for Seokjin to understand him.

If he was only here to do his job, then why would he do all that?

Or was it just natural for him?

Was Seokjin foolish to take his kindness as something personal?

Unable to contain his frustration, Seokjin let out an exasperated sound. He felt V's eyes on him, so he veered around and snatched the man by the collar of his jacket.

"What is your problem?" Seokjin spat at him, eyes starting to burn.

V's eyes widen in alarm, and his hands wrapped around Seokjin's wrist softly to pry them away. He shakes his head, eyes overflowling with what Seokjin deciphered as disappointment. Seokjin scooted away, slowly registering his sudden outburst which V did not deserve but watching V wrapping that invisible cocoon around himself as he plugged his earphones again, Seokjin's anger flared once more.

"No, listen to me." Seokjin wedged V's chin between his thumb and index finger and turned it towards him.

Although it was unlike himself, Seokjin grabbed V's phone and placed it on the bedside drawer, the apology right at the tip of his tongue but he ignored his urges. With a fiery gaze, Seokjin stradled V's hips and looked directly into the latter's perplexed eyes.

"You can't just behave differently all of a sudden and expect me to be fine with it," Seokjin's ears fumed as he shaped the words with frustration.

"Fuck, I don't even know why you're doing this to me," Seokjin hated how his voice almost cracked at the end as he brought Tae closer by tugging at his jacket which was currently crunpled under his fists.

V's expression remained guarded, all of his emotions sealed tight behind the facade he had built around him. He just simply stared at Seokjin with his arms loosely planted on the matress. And it only infuriated Seokjin even further.

"Why do you affect me so much, V?"

It was supposed to be a roar, but it came out as a whisper.

"Where did I go wrong?"

It was supposed to be a thought, but it came out as words.

"What do you want me to do?"

Seokjin felt V shift under his weight. He sighed, waiting for V to remove him off his lap, but to his astonishment, V brought his warm palm on the back of Seokjin's waist and pulled him in, the distance between them diminishing slowly and slowly. Even if Seokjin tried to squint, he still wouldn't be able to see any drop of emotion trickling down V's face; his eyes were just barren.

Seokjin's breath hitched as V's lips caressed the sensitive skin on his neck by tufts of hot exhales. When his lips came in contact with Seokjin's neck and his tongue licked his skin slowly, Seokjin felt a warm knot form in his stomach and his member getting excited just at that simple action. A trembling breath escaped his parted lips while a moan slowly crawled up his throat as V sucked on his neck feverishly; even the mere thought of bearing V's marks drove him insane.

Seokjin carded his fingers through V's dark hair and tugged at the locks in a deliciously harsh manner. He didn't even realize that he was bucking his hips against V until the latter groaned against his neck and rutted back at him. Seokjin's pulled V's face off his neck and leaned forward to taste his lips but V had other plans because he flipped their postions, lying Seokjin on the bed and then hovering over him.

Seokjin whined and bucked him hips to feel the blissful friction of rubbing his stiff member against V's obvious tent in his pants. V pinned down his hips and tsked at him as if saying how desperate. Exasperated, Seokjin hoisted himself up on his elbows to kiss V but the man threaded his fingers through the hair at the back of his head and kept him in his place.

What do you want me to do?

Seokjin was not sure if he gritted it out in his head or aloud.

V stared down at him for a few seconds, dark and velvety lust and incomprehensible feelings swirling in his chocolate orbs. His hand tucked a purple strand behind Seokjin's ear and parted his lips, diving down to nibble at his ear lobe before-

"Behave."