A/N: small update!
💜Happy birthday our precious Taehyungie💜
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With heavy steps Taehyung walks forward. Jungkook was also surprised by the scene before him and held onto Tae's arms in order to not let him leash his anger.
There stood Namjoon, half naked with his shirt lazily placed over his shoulder with Jin by his side completely drenched and shivering holding a towel. Tae could see the smirk plastered on Namjoon's face and pride emitting from his whole personality.
Tae's breath catches in his throat and his fist tightens with nails harshly digging on his palms.
But his main concern is Seokjin and he decides not to entertain any of Namjoon's nonsense at this moment.
He walks a bit closer to them but before he could say anything, Namjoon places himself infront of Seokjin, as if to shield him from Tae's wrath. But that seems to angered Tae more.
If Taehyung was controlling his anger quite well before, he has completely lost it at the audacity of the younger. How dare he...
"Hey Tae.." Namjoon's dimpled smile is nothing close to the evilness dripping out of his eyes.
Namjoon smirks, noting how Taehyung's gaze remains locked to Seokjin standing behind him so he pats his shoulder to gain his attention towards him.
"Relax brother... You're scaring him."
Taehyung shrugs his hands out of his shoulder with a glare.
"You see we were talking and having a good time but I knocked the juice glass on Jin's white shirt and suggested him to use my personal washroom to change it. But he accidentally hit the shower head and got himself drenched. I had to jump in the scene to help him out of there and in the process I also got drenched."
However, Namjoon and his words hold no meaning to Tae. The only one he is concerned about is Jin and if anyone he would want to hear explaining the situation from would be Jin and no one else.
Namjoon swiftly looks back assuring and Jin couldn't help but nod a bit. He feels sticky and wet all over his skin. He could feel Tae's anger from this far and he knows better not to open his mouth and mess up.
He keeps fidgeting his fingers and feels his knees going weak under the almost predatory gaze of his boyfriend. He knows he made the mistake of not talking to him before walking into Namjoon's office. But he certainly doesn't require to inform him his whereabouts right? He is free to do whatever he wants. Moreover, if not for Namjoon's fault, he would be back to his work by now.
"I was constantly calling you for an hour but you didn't answer it. And care to tell me Jin why Namjoon answered it when it was your phone?" Taehyung's patience is going thin with each passing word coming out of Namjoon's mouth.
"Well we were deep into the discussion but Jin was getting distracted with your stupid phone calls."
Taking a deep breath, Taehyung locks his gaze with Jin. The fact that his question was directed towards Jin but the way Namjoon keeps cutting Jin off of his sight is annoying.
"One more thing, don't raise your voice at Jin. I don't like it." Namjoon pats Tae's shoulder as if assuring him but there's an underlying hint of mock lies beneath it.
Namjoon finally moves out Taehyung's sight and wore his shirt. The whole time a smirk playing on his lips.
Without any word, Taehyung walks forward to Jin and begins drying his hair using the towel tucked in his arms. He could see Jin's skin peeking out due to the white shirt being wet and clinging to his skin. It bothered him to think Namjoon was so close to Jin in this state. Hence taking his leather jacket off, Taehyung wraps it around his boyfriend and brushes his wet locks aside with his fingers.
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