Vkook Oneshots

Mafia boss Pt2

Taehyung's days hadn't changed that much, he would still work at that crappy diner during the day and spend his nights at Club Lie, but for a few weeks now, he had been sleeping around with none other than Jeon Jungkook, son of Jeon Wonwoo and sole heir to his mafia empire. The raven haired boy wouldn't come in every night but when he would, Taehyung was sure to get a text making sure he was there. The two had never shown affection in public -or even to each other- as they tried to keep their link as secret as possible.

Two hours since Taehyung had been downing shots at the club and helping out at the bar when Jimin, the bartender, went to smoke a cigarette out back. As he toyed with a little red straw from his daiquiri, he saw out of the corner of his eyes an army of bodyguards and knew Jungkook had just made his entrance. All the girls inside the club hurried around him, with some even waiting for him at his VIP booth, each and every one of them getting turned down or escorted away. Taehyung saw one particular girl getting dragged back to the dance floor, crying from the rejection she had just received. After all, Jungkook was known to be harsh with his words.

The brunette smiled looking back at his drink, he personally had no problem handling the elder's nasty lips, unless they were kissing him or some other part of his body. A delicious shiver ran down his spine, if he closed his eyes, he could picture Jungkook so clearly. His dark eyes, his chiseled abs that led to his tiny wait, his protruding shoulder blades and veiny neck, all of the areas of skin he had already grazed with the tip of his fingers or licked with his tongue.

"Mmm"

Jimin cocked an eyebrow, amused at his friend. "You okay there?"

Taehyung looked at him with a mischievous smile. "I will be even better soon"

Turning around in his seat at the bar, the brunette looked over at Jungkook, he knew the elder's eyes were never off of him for very long. And just as he predicted, the brown peepers landed where he was not long after. Taehyung waited for the signal before getting up and walking to the VIP booth. As he made his way over, he could feel some people staring, while others obliviously danced around him, but none of it mattered because all he could focus on was Jungkook's piercing stare.

"Stay there" one of the guards said, placing his hand on Taehyung's chest.

"You don't touch me" he said and instantly swatted the hand away.

"Not one more step" the same guard placed his hand on the boy's shoulder who instantly ducked under his arm, hitting him clear in the stomach. The man crouched down momentarily, cursing the boy. He was about to retaliate when a voice was heard.

"Can you never follow simple rules?" Jungkook had stayed silent the entire time, watching the two with his back resting comfortably in the booth. "Minho?" he added, looking at his guard.

"But boss-"

"He said not to touch him" Jungkook's stare shifted from his guard to Taehyung. "Come here"

"No" The brunette could see the boss hadn't liked his answer, so he walked over in front of him, placing both his hands on Jungkook's shoulders, his lips going right next to his ear. "I don't do public settings" he whispered, and got up, not before softly nibbling his ear.

As he walked back to the bar, Taehyung knew he had just set the other off and now all that was left to do was wait for the elder to make his move. He waited a bit next to his seat before innocently entering the empty bathroom and no sooner than he had stepped foot inside, the door opened and closed behind him. He barely had time to turn around when a pair of lips smashed against his, a large hand going to his neck. Jungkook's body pushed against his until he hit the edge of the counter. Their tongues were already sullied with each other's saliva, teeth niblings at the lips, pulling back and forth.