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Mr.Jeon takes Seokjin to a high-end restaurant after having assured Taehyung that he'd drive Seokjin back to his home safely. Taehyung had looked like he wanted to refuse and spend some more time with his boyfriend but Seokjin was adamant about leaving, saying that his mother would get livid if he didn't return home soon enough.
Taehyung couldn't argue with his beautiful boyfriend - he was just that whipped.
The boutique restaurant that Jeongguk brings him to is something out of a magazine : modern decor gracing every corner, important people fleeting about in their suits and rich kids giggling daintily with their friends.
Seokjin would've preferred a cheap Chinese buffet over this overwhelming atmosphere but he couldn't picture a man of Jeongguk's stature stuffing his face with greasy food in an overly crowded environment. He keeps his mouth mum when the flirtatious lady host guides the two to a private corner and all the while Jeongguk lists out some items off the menu once they're seated.
When the lady leaves - swinging her hips under the tightly fitted pencil skirt - Seokjin frowns.
"I thought her boobs would spill all over you any minute. Did you see how she was almost smothering you, I was worried you'd get suffocated."
Jeongguk chuckles as he folds the cuff of his black shirt, allowing the other a peek of his inked sleeve. "Hosts are supposed to give the first impression of any place and you know what they say; first impression is the last impression." Seokjin huffs uninterestedly, eyes occasionally fleeting towards the silver of toned skin that peeked out of the elder's poorly buttoned shirt.
"If that's the case then I don't think I'm going to have a good impression of this place." Seokjin mumbles, lips unintentionally forming into a pout. Jeongguk has a soft smile on his face when he studies the younger's grim look. "I would almost think that you are jealous, Seokjin."
Seokjin burns under his gaze and looks away, reaching for a glass of water instead. When he's done downing the whole thing, he grumbles, "Do you always take people out on a date before fucking them?"
Jeongguk is quiet for a minute, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. "I don't sleep around with people. It can happen occasionally while going out on business trips or conferences, and when it does happen, I don't have the time to take them out for lunches and such. We have a good time and then we leave." He talks about it nonchalantly, like the fact that he fucks people when he's not with his wife is as normal as the sun rising everyday.
Seokjin's eyebrows bunch in together, "So we just fuck and then pretend like it never happened?" He decides not to comment on other questions that he's curious about, and focuses on what evokes his worry. Rationally, they should be doing just that; let it happen and pretend like it didn't happen. Heck - the fact that they're here discussing this is wrong (on so many fucking levels) but Seokjin is weak when it comes to what his heart wants. And his heart just wants Mr.Jeon inside him, fuck morals.
