"I don't know where to put my hands," he muttered as he stared at her beautiful body.
"Anywhere you want, baby boy. I'm not a work of art that can be damaged so easily."
Started: 02/24/2018
Finished: 04/13/2018
Edited: 05/26/2018
Mature: a smut cha...
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"Yoongi, Jungkook, I don't know if I should be doing this," Taehyung muttered to his two friends over the phone.
"You're the one who suddenly stood up two days ago in a McDonalds and exclaimed that you would finally be free from your dad," Yoongi exasperated over the phone.
"Don't forget he still had a mouthful of fries in his mouth and he was still pretty drunk from the vodka we snuck in," Jungkook added over the phone.
"Hey," Taehyung started, "in my defense, alcohol is pretty good."
"You're so weird, hyung. You're such a baby sometimes, yet you're such a daredevil when you're drunk," Jungkook said.
"Because he's drunk," Yoongi said. "Without alcohol, he's a crying, little baby."
Taehyung whimpered. "Guys, aren't you supposed to be my friends? Stop being so mean to me."
"Listen, I don't know if you still want to sneak out and go to the club or not, but either way, you're going. I will literally come to your mansion with a gun and kidnap you," Yoongi threatened. "Now, go drink a couple dozen shots before you sneak out."
Taehyung groaned. "I have to get drunk before going to a club to get drunk?"
"Don't forget you're getting laid. I can't believe you're a 23-year-old virgin," Jungkook replied. "And I've seen your dick. It's an impressive size, so I don't know why you're so shy."
Taehyung flushed. "I just... I don't know. I don't think I'd be any good at it. Besides, who would want to have sex with me? I'd be a bumbling idiot in bed and I can barely flirt."
"Loads of women flock around you just because of your looks, hyung!"
Taehyung walked over to the bar in his room and poured seven glasses of bourbon. He raised one and tilted his head back as his lips held onto the edge of the glass. The rough liquid poured down his throat and he couched slightly before drinking two more shots.
"Tell me more, Jungkook," Taehyung groaned.
"Well—" Jungkook's voice echoed on speaker "—you're rich too, so you always have high brands of clothes and your hair looks amazing because of the hair products you use. You—"
"Do you have a crush on Taehyung?" Yoongi asked, interrupting him.
"I don't! Gross."
Taehyung recoiled at the thought. "Yeah, even if I'm a virgin, I know I'm straight. Listen, I just drank seven shots while you two were talking. I'm drunk and ready to climb down my balcony. Let's go. Get the car ready and come pick me up."
