No Lies [JinKook, TaeJin] Completed ✅

"But What About Me?"

Jin woke up early in the morning, quickly got ready, and made his way to Taehyung’s door. He knocked softly, waiting for a response, but when Taehyung didn’t open the door, Jin grew impatient. Unable to wait any longer, he carefully opened the door and stepped inside.

The moment Jin entered, his eyes landed on Taehyung, who had just stepped out of the bathroom. Taehyung was drying his hair with a hairdryer, his muscular frame glistening with residual moisture from his shower. He was wrapped in nothing but a towel, and the sight left Jin momentarily stunned, unable to look away. Taehyung noticed Jin’s presence and turned toward him, just as surprised.

Jin’s face turned crimson, and he quickly averted his gaze, stammering in embarrassment. “I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to come in... I just... I just wanted to check if you were ready...”

Taehyung’s lips curved into a smirk, his amusement evident as he set the hairdryer down and stepped closer to Jin. Before Jin could think of an excuse to leave, Taehyung grabbed him gently by the arm, turning him to face him fully.

Now standing inches apart, their eyes met, and the tension in the room grew heavier.

“I know you’re in a hurry,” Taehyung said in a low, teasing voice, “but you need to have a little patience.”

He reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind Jin’s ear, his fingers lingering just slightly. “And if you’re so eager to come into my room…” Taehyung leaned in, his lips brushing against Jin’s ear as he whispered, “…I wouldn’t mind. In fact, I wouldn’t let you leave, not even for a moment.”

Jin froze, his breath hitching as Taehyung’s voice dipped lower, sending shivers down his spine.

“I’ve missed hearing your voice,” Taehyung murmured, his tone thick with desire. “The way it sounded when we were… intimate.” His arm snaked around Jin’s waist, pulling him flush against his chest.

Taehyung’s eyes softened, but the intensity in them remained. “And these beautiful doe eyes of yours,” he continued, his gaze unwavering, “when you look at me like this, I can’t help myself. You have no idea what kind of emotions you stir within me, Jin… emotions that long to be fulfilled.”

Jin’s entire body burned with embarrassment, his heart pounding like a drum. He couldn’t meet Taehyung’s gaze and instead lowered his eyes, his voice barely above a whisper. “When you say things like that... it makes my heart race... You’re making me nervous...”

Taehyung chuckled softly, brushing a thumb against Jin’s flushed cheek. “If this much is enough to make you nervous, Jin,” he said with a sly grin, “what would you do if I told you everything... in detail?”

Jin’s eyes widened, his lips parting as he struggled to respond. His cheeks turned a deeper shade of red as he realized just how serious Taehyung was. He could feel his knees weakening under Taehyung’s intense gaze and the warmth of his touch.

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Taehyung and Jin reached Jin's apartment building, leaving Jin puzzled about why Taehyung had brought him there. Trusting him, Jin quietly followed.

As they arrived at Jisoo's floor, Jin grew even more confused. Why were they at Jisoo’s home?

Taehyung rang the doorbell, and Jisoo opened it. Her face was pale, worry etched into her features. She was about to say something to Taehyung when his phone rang.

Ignoring the call, Taehyung asked Jisoo, "Why do you look so upset? What’s wrong? Where’s Jihoo?"

Hearing Taehyung mention Jihoo, Jin was surprised. Jihoo? Why is he asking about Jihoo?