YOUR EYES TELL| TAEKOOK ONESHOTS

Young & Dumb

Taehyung was forced to find out what he liked.

That is at least how he justified the night until his whole crew left him with the last bottle of beer and gay porn. Sad how long it took him to get drunk, but not hard. Long story short, Jin said people like them (borderline 30 and still handsome as fuck, in his words) needed to get out there and explore.

Taehyung grew up too focused on making it big, he hardly ever looked around. Maybe that's all he knew and that's why he would forever stay "professor park's virgin work wife" or maybe that's too dramatic and Taehyung is just scared now. He turned 30 and just realised he might not be straight, what if he never catches up like Jimin or Jin?

Taehyung denied his zero sex life for another month and lived in peace; college, apartment, beer, work. But then came his 29th birthday (30th in Korea), and Jimin gifted him a visiting card. "There is no better place than Thailand, Taehyungie"

5 years in this place, and never once did he step foot into this part of Bangkok. Taehyung stuck to his university, nearby cafe, and at worst, a quiant bar near the heart of the city. Never here. Not a chance, he almost walked out, hands around himself. But Jimin called.

"I know you are thinking thoughts in your stupid big head," a clatter of plates, he would rather dine at Jimin's than be here anytime, "but taehyung... if you come back without getting railed, trust me the only way you might get to break your back is birthday bumps. 30 of them"

Taehyung walked over to the receptionist soon as the line went dead. The lady was ever so kind to compliment his looks and went looking for some register soon as he handed over the card Jimin gifted. He looked around, tired of waiting by the desk. The lobby was pretty cozy, lighted all yellow and not as dingy as he imagined this side of the city to be.

The receptionist returned with a book, whispered his room number and before he knew he was knocking at the said room door breathlessly. 3 floors without lift is a task. Taehyung might be growing old, Jimin was right.

"Wooh, take it easy old man"

Taehyung was wiping his glasses when he heard the door open and even blurred, the boy had the most perfect round for a face. When he put his glasses on, he knew the boy would be a better muse than any he had worked on for his sculpting sessions in high school.

"h-hi" Taehyung waved his hand, scared if he stayed mum he might make it awkward. The younger laughed, he immediately put his limbs down.

Taehyung stood there for a minute awkwardly looking around, the corridors were long and clean, stretching into endless rooms both ends. When he was done laughing, Taehyung was zoning in on the fall of his nose, wondering how difficult it would've been to capture that on stone.

"You are quite..." The boy wandered his eyes all over him, leant against the door frame. "stiff" Taehyung held his breath, he was only inches away from this pretty boy in a night robe.

"I'm jungkook," he threw a jovial arm around his neck, "and I'll help you loosen up, tonight" Taehyung processed nothing before he was dragged into the room by Jungkook.

An hour later Taehyung realised why people chased the high of sex. They were both lying side to side on the bed; naked, sweaty and reeking of their doings. Taehyung felt the other's rise and fall of chest- he reached out and ran a finger across the skin.

"say it," Jungkook whispered, voice hoarse. Taehyung hardly recognised himself after the sounds that left his mouth. He turned away and drew his hand to himself.

"I won't judge you, taehyung-ssi," he kept his eyes away, the room had a single cupboard, a dressing table full of products, a mirror, a bathroom beside it and a window.