Genre: Smut (Plus my attempt at some kind of humor, but I'm not too confident that I can say it's funny)
Requested by: @JaKkkuwra
Lol, this is so fucking long, wth??!! I deeply apologize, if you want you can just skip as much as you like, but I tried to make up for it by making Taekook/Vkook's scene longer than I usually do.
"Less Talking, More Fucking, Please."
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Kim Taehyung's eyes scanned the somewhat familiar streets of the large city, squinting to be able to properly read the street signs under the dull light of the lampposts smoothly cruising by. Taehyung turned his head and spotted the familiar food stand that him and the love of his life often used to eat rice cakes at. He rolled down the window, just to take in the old smell of the boiling Kimchi soup, and the freshly cooked beef Bulgogi with steaming hot stick white rice. If Taehyung hadn't skipped breakfast and lunch earlier in the day, he would've been embarrassed by the way his mouth watered and his stomach rumbled loudly. The driver's eyes met Taehyung's in the review mirror with an eyebrow slightly raised in silent questioning. Taehyung bit his lip, giving the man a shy smile as he giggled (A/N: I would literally fucking die for Tae Tae's giggle I swear to god). The man gave a slight sigh as he gently turned the wheel, toward the mini food stand. Taehyung opened the car door, and could hear the driver chuckle audibly, quite possibly at how fast the young man leaped out of the car before he closed the door behind him.
"Hello Ma'am. Huh? Yes, could I get . . . . ."
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"You sure your house is nearby, kid?" The redhead asked skeptically, his long and thin bony fingers messing with his navigation system. "Fucking GPS." He muttered under his breath.
"Mhmmm! Should be just around the corner, I think." Taehyung hummed as he happily munched on a round puffy little Jjinpang (steamed buns filled with sweet red beans). (A/N: I'm not hungry, what are you talking about virjins ?)
Then Taehyung partially slumped in his seat at the sight of the driver's eye twitching slightly. "Kid, you've been saying that for half an hour now." The driver said quite irritably.
"Well, yeah, but I'm sure about it this time---ah, I'm sorry. My . . . uh--umm, friend and I just moved into this house recently." He heard the driver release a heavy sigh, and felt a pang of guilt strike his heart at the sound. He sounded exhausted. He had been driving Taehyung around for who knows how long, plus all of the people he drove around earlier today. Suddenly the young actor felt a huge lump in his throat, and his eyes filled with tears, yet his bit his tongue to make himself shut up.
