"I wish I'd have never even met you," Jeongguk spat, hand pumping just a bit faster, his tongue moving swiftly towards the other male's tip.
"Be quiet and swallow my fucking children, you slut."
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The door swung open.
A floral scent showered the air around Taehyung while he stepped past the door frame, body light, shoes removed and placed at the entrance. He peered over at Jeongguk, who hurriedly pulled a pair of slippers from a low shelf beside them, and placed them neatly to the floor.
"Here, use t-these.." The boy uttered, timidly stepping back to allow Taehyung enough room to enter. His heart rang loud inside his chest, a wave of nerves forming at the pit of his stomach just having the handsome man finally visit the place he resided in. "W-Welcome to my home. It's not much, but... I like it. It's really cozy, and all.."
Taehyung let a doting smile spread over his lips. And, really, who could blame him? He's never been in Jeongguk's apartment until now, so needless to say, he could hardly contain his excitement. He's had various daydreams over what Jeongguk's home could possibly look like. What kinds of furniture he housed, the scents each room would have.
In his imagination Jeongguk kept things clean and tidy. Would rarely have dishes in the sink, nor laundry scattered in his room. No, everything would be in order. And so far, Taehyung had been right.
The younger's place was just as he imagined. The air was fresh, furniture modern, everything was tidy and orderly, not a speck of dirt to be found. The walls were a beige color, a smooth burgundy rug below the coffee table, a pile of books stacked neatly over the surface. Bouquet of flowers adorned the marbled kitchen counter, and Taehyung stopped to examine it a moment.
"These are... hyacinth flowers." He spoke slowly, after having observed them closely for a moment. Jeongguk looked to him at the sound of his deep voice, fingers rubbing shyly together. He hadn't expected the man to notice such a detail, and yet, it made sense for him to take note of something they had worked on for so long together.
"Y-Yeah.. I grew to really like them. Y'know... After all our research for the project and whatnot..."
Taehyung hummed, a calmness fogged over his eyes as he kept his gaze over the vividly colored flowers. "Hm. Looking at hyacinths always reminds me of you.." He spoke quietly, though the air was still. And to Jeongguk his words were projected loud and clear.
The boy let his hands rest over the marbled surface, nails tapping lightly on it while he leaned closer. "S-Same here, they-... remind me of you." His cheeks flushed. "O-Of our project."
A modest silence. The two's gazes were now lowered, settled over each other's hands on the kitchen island. At some point Jeongguk found himself speaking up again.
"Would you like something to drink? Like water, or... maybe tea?"
Taehyung shot him a cheeky grin. "Got any hard alcohol?" Jeongguk's eyes narrowed at the man, and his smirk quickly fell. "Right. Water it is."
