Blue and Grey || Taejin

Chapter 23

Seokjin could not decide what he loved more- V pounding at the very exact spot that made Seokjin cry out so loud that he feared his vocal cords would be strained forever, or V moaning so sensually with his deep voice rumbling and sending Seokjin over the edge.

Seokjin thought he would come just by hearing the filthy noises that V let out as he thrusted deep into him. He could feel the mattress tremble due to V's force. Seokjin was glad that his brother's room was all across the corridor.

Hyung

V had called him hyung.

V...he was younger than him and yet he was living a more unfair life than him, having to pleasure strangers on a daily basis to earn a living. And Seokjin was one of them whom he had to deal with to get over with the day.

Is that why he was angry at him?

Because Seokjin claimed to be his friend but is not treating him any differently than his other clients?

"Fuck, hyung, you're so tight," V groaned as he sank deeper into Seokjin and rolled his hips desperately.

Seokjin moaned out something nonsensical in response (because hell, he loved it when V called him hyung) as he pushed his hips back to match V's faster pace. Seokjin gripped harder onto the bedsheets as V's fingers literally dug into the skin of his waist. One of V's hands went to member and pumped it feverishly, driving Seokjin absolutely crazy with the blissful friction.

Abruptly, V hauled him on his knees and Seokjin would've fell forward if not for his fast reflexes as his hands instantly grabbed onto the headboard. V's bare chest rubbed against Seokjin's naked back as V's cock penetrated Seokjin deeper. Seokjin felt V's teeth embedding onto the skin on his shoulders and his lips sucking furiously to leave sensual bruises.

"You..." V drawled out against his marked shoulders.

"V- hah!" Seokjin's breath hitched when V grabbed his hair out of the blue and harshly turned his face before smashing their lips together in a steamy kiss.

Finally

Seokjin smiled darkly in his mind as his tongue clashed with V's while their lips moulded against each other in perfect, erotic harmony. Seokjin did not understand where all that desperation was sprouting from as he chased after V's lips and let him swallow all of his moans.

V's thrusts became less frequent but more powerful as he neared towards his climax. Seokjin used one of his hands to rub his length to chase his high, and just as he expected, V seized his wrist and planted it on the wall above his head before fisting his other large hand around Seokjin's leaking member.

As they climaxed, Seokjin after V, their bodies grew limp against one another until Seokjin's knees gave up and he lurched forward. Thankfully, V caught him right in time and brought him close to his chest from behind. For a moment, Seokjin felt himself sinking into the familiarity of V's tender gestures but V drew himself away after ensuring that Seokjin could hold his ground. Seokjin lay down on his chest and felt his eyelids turn heavy as V got up to discard the condoms off them and fetch his scattered garments.

When V was fully clothed, Seokjin reached out quickly and wrapped his fingers feebly around V's wrist. His subtle pleading gaze met V's colourless one and the request stood on its tiptoes on the tip of his tongue.

Stay

And Seokjin knew that after all those months, V had learned to read his eyes.

But V averted his gaze and sharply pulled his hand away from Seokjin before striding towards the door. For a hopeful second, his hand paused mid-air over the doorknob. However, Seokjin felt something inside him crack a little when V left without sparing him a single glance.

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Behave.

I have spoilt you too much.

Funny, how you pretend not to know.

Hyung

Seokjin wanted to shove himself out of the window and let fate decide what to do with him. No matter how much he tried, V's baritone voice and his heavy words were stained into a memory which his mind kept replaying like a broken record. Even if he was attending classes, or studying, or visiting Yoongi at the hospital, he would keep straying off to the thoughts of V and their previous night together.

A long, exasperated sigh trickled down Seokjin's plump bottom lip as he slouched in his chair in the empty dining hall. He was still a bit in shock though because just half an hour ago, his brother had knocked on his bedroom door and had quietly asked him to wear formal attire before settling in the dining hall. He had just woken from a nap, where V appeared to taunt him in his dreams, when his brother had visited so he couldn't process the situation yet at that time. Now that he thought about it, his brother did have this foreign glint in his eyes.

He waited, bored and curious, mind continuously drifting off to where it shouldn't be.

Finally, the doors to the dining hall swung open to reveal Seokjung with pink dusting his usually sunken cheeks and mirth twinkling in his normally hollow eyes. Behind him, glided in a woman in her early twenties with dyed auburn hair half pinned up with a jewelled clip and a simple yet elegant cream dress flowing down her shoulders. She looked around in wonder, her eyes remaining at every detail for atleast a few seconds.

"Seokjin." It was strange to hear his brother's voice louder than a frail whisper.

Seokjin stood up and bowed to the unfamiliar guest who bowed back, surprising Seokjin because the guests that visit them usually never felt the need to show minimum etiquette towards him.

"This is Nayeon. Nayeon, this is my younger brother, Seokjin," Seokjung introduced the guest to Seokjin and vice versa. And the way he said her name...

Oh

"Good evening, noona," Seokjin greeted her with a smile. So that was his brother's girlfriend.

"Good evening, Seokjin. I've heard about you from Seokjung. Quite a talented young man," Nayeon regarded him warmly as she got escorted to her seat.

"Eommo-nim and Abbeo-nim will be arriving soon," Seokjung informed Nayeon in a tender voice. Seokjin felt the tablecloth on their side shift a little, so he assumed they might be holding hands to give each other courage.

Seokjin smiled to himself. It was relieving to see his brother finding that lost bit of himself gradually.

Seokjin stayed silent as they waited while Seokjung and Nayeon conversed in hushed, nervous voices. Seokjin just hoped their parents were aware of why their elder son had suddenly invited them over dinner.

After fifteen nerve-wrecking minutes, Mr. and Mrs. Kim waltzed through the great doors, and turned out, they were more than aware about Nayeon's visit because on their trails, entered a smug looking Daehyun.