Babydoll

3

“I am just so bored here, hyung,” Taehyung whined and then perked up when he got an idea: “Can you take me with you to the meeting?”

Now he knew that they had weekly meetings of the gang in the ground floor at eight in the evening.

“Are you fucking crazy? I am not gonna take you to the meeting, you know the deal, Tae, no involving,” Yoongi glared at him.

“But what am I supposed to do? You are always stuck there for at least two hours, no one is here to keep me company,” the younger pouted.

“Paint,”

“I don’t wanna paint right now, I do that all the time and I don’t have an inspiration,”

“So go swimming or something,” the older rolled his eyes.

“Where, outside? Hyung, it’s nearly December,” Taehyung snorted.

“To the underground pool,”

“There is an underground pool?”

“Yeah, a pool and a gym. You live here for like a month and you didn’t know?”

“Well you didn’t tell me anything!” Taehyung exclaimed.

“Okay, I’m telling you now. There is a pool in the basement on the left side along with a gym,” Yoongi announced him.

“What is on the right side?” Taehyung wiggled his eyebrows.

“Something that is not your business,” Yoongi grunted.

“Dungeons? Drug storage?”

“Stop being nosy, fucking Christ, I swear to god you are only gonna get yourself in trouble. Find some swimming trunks and leave,” Yoongi groaned. Taehyung could really be annoying sometimes.

Around eight thirty, Taehyung stepped to the basement. It didn’t look viciously, just normal corridor. He saw the door on the left and right side. He bit his lip, looked over his shoulder and went to the right door.

“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath, disappointed, when he tried the handle only to find out it was locked. Well, it wasn’t really surprising but he still had to try.

So he went to the left door instead that was opened. A huge gym appeared in front of him. There were different working out machines, mirrors and in the back even a shooting gallery and an area for martial arts where the gang members were probably training.

Behind a glass sliding door, there was a pool glistening in a dark room. It wasn’t huge but it was enough to swim in and Taehyung grinned. He loved swimming and he couldn’t believe he discovered this only now, the others were traitors.

He jumped into the pool without even trying the water. Thankfully it was warm enough and he sighed contently when he got up to the surface. He started swimming around, completely lost in the pleasure that swimming has always been bringing him.

He didn’t even turn on the lights, he liked how the lit up pool was sending the lights over the walls, it looked peaceful, almost magical. He decided to paint it when he gets upstairs. It didn’t even feel like he was still in the house, it didn’t feel like there was a gang meeting going on only one floor above him. Everything seemed so normal.

He completely lost track of time. It seemed like he was there for barely an hour but it was longer. He realized that when he got out of the pool, drying little bit with a towel he brought and looked through the glass door to the gym, only to find out that there was someone there.

It wasn’t just someone, it was Jungkook. A very shirtless Jungkook, working out on one of the machines. Taehyung felt his mouth water as he saw the muscles in the man’s arms and stomach flex with effort. He could tell even through the clothes that Jungkook was fine but damn, seeing the real thing was another experience. He was pretty ripped and the faces and low grunts he was making as he was working out were purely pornographical.