THE BOY NEXT DOOR (TAEKOOK LOVE STORY 18+)

Part 5

Jungkook fingers locked over Taehyung's soft flesh and he was unable to push him away, instead he moved to speak directly into Taehyung's ear, his breath puffing on the wisps of hair behind the lobe, so close to him that his chin caressed over the curve of sweet-smelling neck in front of him.

"Are you OK?"

Taehyung's eyes rolled with the combination of the hot breath at his ear, the slightly rough chin scratching the tender flesh of his neck and the firm grip at his hips. That was all it had taken to set all of Taehyung's skin ablaze.

"Y-yes, thank you. I'm sorry." He forced himself to move before he would start grinding his ass against Jungkook's cock -again. He wasn't going to embarrass himself this time.

Taehyung turned around and felt his stomach stumble when his eyes locked with Jungkook's under the flashing lights. Even through the thin strands of hair covering his eyes, in the chaotic dance of light and darkness, Taehyung could see the dark fire burning in Jungkook's gaze and suddenly, he could feel his cock stir inside his tight trousers. Shit.

"I think... I think, I need a drink..." He asked Jungkook come with him by nodding toward the bar and lifting an eyebrow.

Agreeing silently, Jungkook followed behind the lush ass swinging through the crowd.

When Taehyung's eyes scanned over past Jungkook's shoulder and his sunny face turned sour and frosty, Jungkook didn't need to be told that someone who was not in Taehyung's good books was standing somewhere behind him.

Taehyung's normally lush mouth turned into a thin line and his back went rigid -if Jungkook didn't know better, he would have said that he also turned spiky like a porcupine because the vibes oozing off Taehyung were, at best, hostile.

"Hm... dare I ask?" Jungkook leaned over and spoke close to Taehyung's ear over the noise, question in his eyes directed at the enraged Taehyung.

He jumped, suddenly blinking, trying to hide his screamingly obvious reaction behind a fake smile.

"I'm sorry?"

"Dare I ask who the person you are trying to kill with your eyes is?" he tried a tease but it didn't really work. The seriousness was still stuck on him.

"No one. Absolutely no one. A waste of space." The energetic way he shook his head jingled his earrings and made the silver locks over his forehead dance. He put on a bright smile. It was brighter and more genuine than the one before but Jungkook noticed it didn't quite reach his eyes yet -they were still hurt.

Jungkook congratulated himself on managing to keep his composure and resisting his urge to look -for a whole of two minutes. He shuffled under the pretence of grabbing his drink from the side and looked discreetly, under his lashes and saw the man.

He should have guessed.

The duchebag who had been responsible for Taehyung sitting in a puddle crying his eyes out in the pouring rain. It might have been a decade but the upset in Taehyung's eyes was like it happened yesterday and it made Jungkook's heart ache.

Jungkook had heard the rumours at the time, even though he had tried his best to avoid them, saying the guy had used Taehyung pretty spectacularly and then dumped him the first chance he got -and added insult to injury by doing it in public in front of his group of friends. A real nasty piece of work. After, the guy had spread stories of Taehyung that weren't even true.

Suddenly, Taehyung grabbed his jacket off the back of the stool in a harsh yank and struggled to put it on over his hot arms in sharp angry moves. His jaw was tense and his brow knitted -it really wasn't a good look, even for Taehyung.