Stuck With You [Taekook ff]

3 | If She Had the Chance

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The rest of the day went as planned, just like Kim Taehyung liked it. He had a meeting with a couple of the tech guys on the third floor. He had already emailed them the reports of banking information for a couple of suspected crime families. He'd seen some irregularities and wanted to pursue the leads. His tech friends, including Hoseok and Yoongi, would help him design a program to better articulate findings.

Taehyung then had lunch with four of his friends, Seokjin, Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok. Jimin was having lunch with Maddie at a fancy spot down the street.

The guys sat around in their common area on the first floor finishing their meals. They all laughed and joked about Jimin getting married, though everyone was looking forward to the boys trip to Las Vegas, all but Taehyung.

"Tae, you should see the Las Vegas trip as a godsend. Maybe you'll get to hook up with someone," Seokjin said. Jin was not as much a womanizer as Jimin but his relationship advice was horrible. He was a chronic bachelor. Seokjin made it his job to try to find Taehyung a girl and push him into a relationship. Tae often wondered why he harped on it so much. What did Seokjin know about relationships anyways?

Actually, Jin wasn't really giving relationship advice today, but was suggesting that the trip be used by Taehyung to have sex. But the thing was, Taehyung was ok with the way he lived his life. He didn't need another serious relationship. He'd just ended one. And furthermore, the trip was supposed to be about celebrating their friend's engagement and subsequent marriage—not finding a stranger for him to hook up with. Taehyung wondered how the trip got to be about him and his need for sex.

"You mean I should travel across the country to have intercourse with a stranger?" Taehyung asked before taking a swig of his iced tea.

"Ok, first of all, guys who use the word 'intercourse' don't get laid. Please don't use that word ever again," Namjoon offered. Namjoon consistently exemplified pragmatism within the group, a trait second only to Taehyung's own. Namjoon was not just a friend, but his dearest confidant. Because Lord knows, Jimin couldn't hold secrets.

Joon's physique was impressive, characterized by a well-defined, muscular build that complemented his striking handsomeness. His natural, sun-kissed complexion, attributable to his Asian heritage, rendered him effortlessly radiant. The deep dimples were a turn on for the ladies. When they gathered, Namjoon invariably captured the lion's share of female attention with his magnetic presence. Joon called it "the rizzz."

"Taehyung, maybe you'll attract some beauties once they catch you on the news? I saw the story on TikTok," Hoseok announced.

"Hobi, you can't still be getting your news from that app?" Yoongi asked, shaking his head. Hobi looked offended.

"Yeah," Taehyung answered. "I've received plenty of emails and texts alerting me that I had haphazardly made the news. I was only there because my boss Cornell was issuing a statement." Taehyung sighed and took another swig of his iced tea.