Stuck With You [Taekook ff]

12 | Fleeting Moment

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Taehyung and Jungkook had both been looking forward to this time together but neither of them knew how excited the other was.

It had been a long time since Jungkook had actually spent time with someone he could trust. Taehyung seemed like a straight-up nice guy. He could tell by the way he treated him. And if Taehyung meant him any harm, he had the opportunity on the elevator. Before he'd leave Las Vegas, he wanted to have at least one night to remember favorably. And this would be the night.

Taehyung didn't know what would happen as he was about to spend some time partying with a complete stranger. He hadn't been attracted to anyone in so long. Taehyung didn't have a goal to get laid on this trip, but he'd promised himself he'd try to have a good time. However, he did wonder. Did he want to get laid? Maybe so, because after all, he did have a wet dream about the hot guy from the elevator. That had never happened before. But he put it out of his mind. Tonight would just be about hanging out, he resigned.

The new acquaintances met at the Bellagio. Jungkook had insisted on meeting there for the poolside party. Mainly, he wanted to evade the stalkers that chased him earlier. Secondly, he wanted to spend some time with the gorgeous guy he'd just met.

The beauty of the Bellagio was a sight to behold. Its grandeur began with the iconic fountains, which danced in sync with the music, creating a mesmerizing display of water and light. Inside, the lobby featured a stunning glass ceiling adorned with Dale Chihuly's vibrant floral sculpture, casting colorful reflections across the marble floors. The casino's elegant décor, with its rich hues and luxurious finishes, added to the opulent atmosphere.

The Bellagio's Conservatory and Botanical Gardens showcased elaborate seasonal displays, blending art and nature in a way that left both Jungkook and Taehyung in awe. Every detail of the Bellagio exuded sophistication and charm, making it a true masterpiece on the strip. That is until guests reached the patio party at the pool. It was more of a college-girls-and-guys-gone wild event, a stark contrast to the luxuriousness of the entrance.

The liquor was doing its job as Taehyung and Jungkook sat at the bar. The many tequila shots and the last cosmopolitan gave Taehyung the courage to flirt with the god of a man next to him. He grabbed his drink and took a sip, winking at Jungkook as he drank.

"Wow, that's the second time you've winked at me. I think the drinks have made you less of an introvert. You're flirting with me now." Jungkook knew Taehyung's type well enough already to know that he would never just wink at someone.

"Maybe it's not the drinks. Maybe it's you."

"Really?" Jungkook asked. "How so?"

"Oh my God! Are you serious? You're insanely hot. Like, super attractive. Those muscles are just...wow." Taehyung stared at Jungkook, completely mesmerized by the sight of his toned arms. And that sexy as fuck small waist. The arm of tattoos added to his allure. He continued to eye-fuck him, taking in all of his curves.

Taehyung typically didn't reduce a person down to their sexiness, but Jungkook exuded sex. How could he not see him as the embodiment of the term sex symbol? His t-shirt was white and see-through, some parts ripped. Taehyung daydreamed of ripping the rest of the shirt off of him and devouring his chest.

Damn, he was horny. Maybe Jin was right. He just needed to get laid. But he didn't want to use Jungkook as a casual fuck.

Jungkook's face, neck, and ears got heated at Taehyung's hooded browns staring at him, looking up and down.

Taehyung was imagining Jungkook naked and Jungkook was imagining Taehyung imagining him naked. This was just supposed to be just a simple friendly meeting. But it was turning into something else. More than Jungkook could handle. Taehyung's glare was intense. It seemed there was no way of getting away from it. Jungkook felt that Taehyung's gaze made him see more. Like as if he was reading Jungkook's past, both failures and triumphs while also seeing both his real emotions and the fake facade of bravery he put on. Or Taehyung was just a hot slightly inebriated guy fucking him in his imagination.