Who are you?

21. Tocsin

"What...?"

Yugyeom's hand, which was moving hastily to take off Taehyung's jacket, stopped momentarily. He doubted his ears, but a flushed face, gasping for breath, and slightly parted lips... Yugyeom became unbearably impatient.

Yugyeom hurried as much as he could, but by the time he had gone to his car in the parking lot to change clothes and made Taehyung drink a few more drinks, quite a bit of time had passed. He asked Mingyu, but he couldn't be sure how long he could hold on to Jimin. Yugyeom's hands were getting busy again as he took off Taehyung's clothes. He didn't care what Taehyung called him.

"Oh- my angel, you are breathtakingly beautiful..."

As the jacket fell off to the floor, Taehyung's soft skin was exposed under the loose silk tank top. Yugyeom licks his lips and caresses Taehyung's cheek.

Jimin! Where are you? why don't you come...

Taehyung turned his head to the side and closed his eyes. He wasn't sure of anything, but he recognized Jungkook's jacket. The fruit juice he gave him, saying it would help his sober up, didn't seem to help him at all. Taehyung gasped for breath as he felt his heart beat unbearably fast. He felt ringing in his ears and was dizzy. How did Jungkook know he was here? Why isn't Jimin coming? No way... Taehyung suddenly felt that he had been tricked by Yugyeom. He remembered clearly what kind of friends they were. He laughed at the thought that Yugyeom would have put them in this situation again, Again....

"Huh~ what? What do you want from me? Sex?"

".............?!"

Yugyeom looked at Taehyung in surprise. Did he say sex? Yugyeom's eyebrows furrowed. Jungkook said there was nothing between them. But in fact, he didn't completely believe what Jungkook said. Yoongi said that their families were related, but he didn't believe that either. But sex? Why did these words come out of Taehyung's mouth? Yugyeom's brain spun quickly.

The clothes he changed into were the ones Jungkook had left at the club last week. Yugyeom wanted to look good for Taehyung, and the only thing he could find in the car was that jacket. But he didn't realize that Taehyung mistook him for Jungkook because of the jacket. He just thought Taehyung was so drunk that he couldn't come to his senses. And honestly... He didn't care if Taehyung mistook him for Jungkook. Anyway, what he was trying to do with Taehyung wasn't mutual consent.

"Oh, baby, don't be afraid. Relax your body... just feel me..."

Yugyeom kissed Taehyung on the cheek and slowly hovered over him. He knelt with his legs apart and placed Taehyung's body between them. Yugyeom held Taehyung's shoulder with hand and slowly caressed Taehyung's body with the other hand. Taehyung's furrowed eyebrows and rough breathing stimulated Yugyeom even more. Yugyeom put his hand inside Taehyung's sleeveless sleeve and touched Taehyung's chest.

"Ah-"

"Shit-"

As soon as his fingers touched Taehyung's nipples, Yugyeom muttered curses in his mouth at Taehyung's moaning sound. Taehyung twisted his body as if trying to get away from him, but Yugyeom couldn't stop. Taehyung's hand pushed his chest as if to stop him, but it couldn't hinder him in the slightest. He is now unbearably horny. He sat down on Taehyung's lower body and pressed himself against him, began kissing him roughly. He could feel Taehyung's legs floundering in protest, but Yugyeom didn't care.

"Oh~ my angel! You taste so good! I really like it! I'm going crazy~"

Taehyung held his lips tight and didn't return the kiss, but Yugyeom didn't mind that either. Yugyeom moved, kissing Taehyung along his jawline, and then caressed the nape of his neck, muttering incessantly. The kiss mark on Taehyung's long, clean nape made him even more crazy.