Mistake Of that Night √ | TK

Chapter Five

“Stop the car once we reach that place”

Taehyung points at a closed shop, Jungkook nods while Taehyung looks through his pockets for the key. Taking it out by the time Jungkook reached the place. Taehyung gets out effortlessly, gaining his composure back walking with confidence.

“We have 10 minutes to make our alibi” He opens the lock, pulling the shutter over to let Jungkook park the car.

He doesn't need to ask what Taehyung means, it's clear that he had such incidents before and it wouldn't take much of a time for police to come knocking at their door.

Jungkook gets out of the car, walking to examine the place. There's a desk at the left, A shelf filled with normal supplies such as engine oil, A gas pipe, and a single petrol pump and in the middle, more on the cars side is a table tennis with some ping pong balls and table tennis rackets. Jungkook frowns at the out of the place game table but remains silent.

The whole shop is divided into two parts in ⅓ proportion. The small part is probably to deal with customers and the other one is for mechanics.

There's a greasy smell lingering in the air which makes his nose twitch. He rubs his face, trying to get used to it. Now that he thinks about it, Taehyung does smell a little like grease but it never really got his attention. The male rather smelled rich and addictive in his opinion, the addictive smell of petrol kind.

Taehyung however, doesn't bother to give him a glance once he shuts the shutter, making a beeline towards the shelf behind the series of cars and bikes parked. On days, Taehyung went racing it was clear no kids were allowed to sleep in the garage just in case he got raided like today.

He rolls his sleeves, taking out a fake number plate and a screwdriver ready to change the number plate of Jungkook’s car just in case they manage to note it during the chase.

“Mess with the desk, Make it like two people were kissing on it”

“What?” Taehyung's face hardened, passing him a glare before he went to remove another nut bolt.

“Make the desk look like we are 2 seconds away from having sex on it, understood?” oh

Oh

Jungkook can work with that, they worked together in harmony, Jungkook pushed all the content to one side making some of the things fall over, papers all over the floor. He ruffled his hair, understanding what the other was Possibly planning to do.

“Are you done?” Taehyung didn't bother replying, just stood up and placed the number plate and screwdriver back at its place making his way towards Jungkook.

“Take off your shirt” he commands, popping off the buttons of his own Shirt in the process. Jungkook looked at him as if he said something funny before doing as he was told.

The next few minutes didn't register in Jungkook's mind. One second, he was taking off his shirt and the next a pair of lips were smacked against his. It took only a few seconds before Jungkook retrieved himself, taking control of the kiss.

His arms snaked around Tae's petite waist moving under his clothes, a groan leaving from his lips feeling the soft expanse of skin. Jungkook puts his both hands on his waist letting the younger tug on his hair as he tries to pull him closer.

The kiss turned fiercy and urgent sooner than he expected. Taehyung wasn't holding back, he forcefully made Jungkook open his mouth by biting on his lips hard enough for the skin to tear open and blood poured out.

Taehyung grins, tasting the iron on his tongue, shoving it in Jungkook’s mouth, letting him have a taste of his own blood. Jungkook growled, picking Taehyung and settling him on the desk, spreading his legs by his thighs, setting himself in between his legs between breaking the kiss.