MR. JEON / t.kook

ELEVEN

STRIKE!

Jungkook throws his fist in the air after another victory. Jimin, who was cuddling with Yoongi pouts. "Taehyung, we're losing," Jimin blames his friend and adjust his glasses. Taehyung raised his eyebrows. "Like you can do better than me," Taehyung get's up, ready to retrieve his bowling ball.

Lifting the ball up in the air at an angle, bending his knees, Taehyung looks ahead the lane. Jimin watching him with anticipation, Taehyung rolls the ball with confidence as he walked back without glancing at the results.

STRIKE!

Jimin jumped in excitement and ran to his friend, hugging him tightly. "Good job!" Yoongi yawned and called out for Jimin, signaling him to cuddle with him on the seat. Jungkook claps slowly while walking towards Taehyung. "Hmmm, who knew my Twink is good at bowling," he smirked down at him.

Taehyung tilted his head and drew in a long breath. "Yeah, well, looks like you're paying for the pizza for us," Taehyung stuck his tongue out and chuckled. Jungkook groaned. "Don't do that please, you woke up Jungkook junior," Jungkook bluntly said.

Taehyung gave a bitter laugh. "Dirty boy, go find someone to take care of that for you," he suggested while they both make their way back to the seats. "I already have. You!"

"Okay, I lost my appetite, let's go Jimin, I'm sure Podo is-" Taehyung stopped when there was no sight of his friend or Yoongi at all. Well, until Jungkook pointed his finger at the pair making out in a corner while aggressively yanking the door open of a bathroom stall.

"Why are they horny 24/7? I swear they have fucked everywhere," Taehyung pointed out while grabbing his coat. Jungkook shrugged his shoulders and followed Taehyung. "Woah, where do you think you're going?" Jungkook grabbed his wrist, pulling him back closer which had caused Taehyung to bump into his toned chest.

"I'm going home. Podo needs to be fed."

"Well, let me drive you home," Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair and takes a sip of his cola. "I'm fine, thank you," Taehyung declines his offer, only to be stopped by Jungkook who stood in front of him.

"Unfortunately, you don't have a choice, let's go, Twink."

+

Taehyung sat uncomfortably in Jungkook's car. With Jungkook's humming, Taehyung is mesmerized by the boy's complexion and fuck, his whole in general.

Jungkook smirked, "Take a picture, it will last longer." Taehyung managed to look somewhere else but he could still feel the heat of his flustered face.

"You are so full of yourself," Taehyung commented. Jungkook chuckled and continued to drive with one hand on the steer and the other creeping up to rest on Taehyung's thigh.

Taehyung swipes Jungkook's hand away because a bitch didn't watch Dora for nothing. 'Swiping no swiping my ass' Taehyung thought.

"Fuckboy."

"Baby, why are you playing hard to get?" Jungkook groaned. Taehyung chuckled bitterly and turned his head to look at Jungkook.

"I was born on a date but that date was certainly not yesterday. I am a woke ass bitch."

Jungkook stopped his car in front of Taehyung's apartment complex and took his seat belt off and opened the car door to exit.

Taehyung watched the boy walk around his car to his side and open the door. "Wow, who knew a CEO would open doors, considering that they get others to open the doors," Taehyung snorted.

"Hey, I'm not usually like this. I only act like myself when I'm with the people I like. Taehyung, you're my twink and I fuck with you."

Taehyung raised his eyebrow and tilted his head. "Did someone ever tell you about being drunk while driving? It's not good for you," Taehyung said in a bored tone.

Jungkook winked before turning around and walking away. Taehyung sighed and gained a little happiness when he leaves.

Before Taehyung could walk, Jungkook secretly walked behind him and slapped his butt, causing the contact of his hand and Taehyung's butt make a loud sound that echoed.

"What the fuck, you pervert!" Taehyung grabbed the closest object which was a small rock and chucked it at Jungkook before running away.

Jungkook smiled as he watched the flustered boy. "Beautiful boy," he whispered. "My beautiful boy."