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_Title:_ "onsdhots"
_Genre:_ BTS Fanfic, 18+ OneShots, Romance, Erotica
_Description:_ it is a collection of steamy OneShots featuring the iconic BTS duo, Taehyung x Jungkook. Each episode is a self-contained tale of passion, love, and...
In the dark alleys of Seoul, two men lived life on their own terms, their paths destined to collide in a whirlwind of passion and chaos.
Kim Taehyung, 29, was a force to be reckoned with. His chiseled physique and piercing gaze made him a magnet for anyone who dared to cross his path. With a reputation for being fearless and unapologetic, Taehyung lived life on the edge, always chasing the next thrill. His vices were many - booze, cigarettes, and a string of random hookups that left a trail of broken hearts in his wake. By day, he was a skilled boxer, but by night, he indulged in the city's illicit underworld, always staying one step ahead of the law.
Jeon Jungkook, 27, was a sassy and seductive bottom, with a penchant for getting into trouble. His striking features and captivating smile made him a sought-after commodity in the city's underground clubs. Jungkook's reputation preceded him - he was a wild child, always on the prowl for the next hot top to satisfy his cravings. His addiction to illicit substances was well-known, and his constant run-ins with the law had become the stuff of local legend.
Their lives were a tangled web of sex, drugs, and violence, but despite the danger and uncertainty, they wouldn't have it any other way. That was until the night they met, and their worlds collided in a explosion of passion and chaos. ...... 🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓🕓......
The dimly lit basement of the fighter's den was a chaotic scene, the air thick with the smell of sweat, blood, and cheap liquor. The crowd of rough-around-the-edges men were drunk and rowdy, shouting and cheering as they placed their bets on the upcoming boxing match.
Just as the bell was about to ring, signaling the start of the fight, a commotion broke out at the entrance. Kim Taehyung stumbled into the room, his clothes disheveled and his face smeared with sweat and blood.
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Taehyung's eyes scanned the room, his gaze locking onto the crowd of men. He looked annoyed, his expression twisted in a scowl. He spat a wad of blood onto the floor, his chest heaving with exertion.
"What the...?" one of the men slurred, stumbling forward to get a better look at Taehyung. "Looks like someone's had a rough night!"
Taehyung's eyes flashed with anger, his fists clenched at his sides. "Mind your own business," he growled, his voice low and menacing.
The crowd of men took a step back, their faces pale in the dim light. They knew better than to mess with Kim Taehyung, especially when he was in a mood like this.
Just then, a figure emerged from the shadows, his eyes fixed intently on Taehyung. Jeon Jungkook, the sassy and seductive bottom, looked like he had just stepped out of a fashion magazine, his clothes immaculate and his hair perfectly styled.
But despite his polished appearance, Jungkook's eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief, a spark of curiosity that seemed to be drawn to Taehyung's rough-around-the-edges demeanor.
