Don't Leave Me (18+) | TAEKOOK

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Jungkook

"Hyung, stop messing with me." I whine as i shift in his arms.
"I'm not." Taehyung mumbles back, stretching slightly before he falls back asleep.
It takes me a moment but I open my eyes as i realize it's my phone ringing in my pocket that's bothering me. I pull it out, not bothering to look at the caller ID as i anwser.
"Hello."
"Hey Kookie."
"Jimin?" I say, glancing up at Taehyung as i sit up.
"Sorry, did I wake you up? I guess it is kind of early." Jimin says.
"Yeah but it's fine. What's up?" I ask quietly.
"Nothing. I just wanted to check up on you." Jimin says.
"Why?"
"Taehyung told me about yesterday." Jimin says.
"Oh." I say dully.
"Is he there now?" Jimin asks.
"Yeah." I say as I lean back against Taehyung's chest.
I smirk as his arms tighten around my waist.
"Oh," Jimin says, sounding disappointed. "Well, are you free later on? Or tomorrow?"
"Tell him no." Taehyung mumbles into my ear, making chills run down my spine.
"N-no, sorry Jimin." I stutter slightly, elbowing Taehyung when he laughs.
I watch as Taehyung's hand slowly trails down and begins palming me through my jeans. I can't help the moan that lips from my lips as i throw my head back onto Taehyung's shoulder, my eyes squeezed shut.
"Kookie?" Jimin asks, sounding confused.
"Sorry, I h-have- ah, Taehyung...i have t-to go." I hang up quickly before Jimin can say anything else.
Taehyung chuckles as he contiunes palming me.
"Does that feel good babe?" He asks.
I nod, unable to speak as another wave of pleasure hits me.
"You know, we never finished what we started yesterday." Taehyung says.
And just like that, I'm turned off. I pull away from Taehyung, sighing as i run a hand through my hair.
"Too soon?" Taehyung guesses and I nod.
"Ok. Well, I have to go to work soon. Did you want to come with me?" Taehyung asks as he gets up and stretches.
"No." I reply.
"Ok. Well I'll be back in a little while, ok?" Taehyung says and I nod.
He leans down to kiss me but stops as i turn my head away.

Taehyung
"Hey hyung," I say as Seokjin anwsers his phone. "Are you busy today?"
"No. Why?" Seokjin asks.
"Could you maybe stop by the house and spend some time with Jungkook? He's kind of down in the dumps today." I say.
"Uh, yeah ok. I'll stop by in a little while. Has he eaten yet?" Seokjin asks.
"He didn't eat before I left but I don't know about after that." I say, glancing towards the door as someone knocks on it.
"Ok. I'll take him to get something to eat." Seokjin says. "Thanks Hyung. I have to go now but I'll see you later ok?" I say.
"Ok. See you." Seokjin says before he hangs up.
I sigh as i set my phone down on the table, looking at myself in the mirror before I walk out toward the set.
"Oh, there is he; we can finally get started now," The director says as he notices me coming. "Alright, first off, congrats on being selected by Gucci for the fall campaign. I heard over a hundred people wanted this campaign and only ten people got it, including you two."
"Oh, there's someone else?" I ask in surprise as i get closer. "Who-?"
My mood immediately sours as Jimin walks around the other side of the camera, his smile instantly fading as he notices me.
"Of all the people, it had to be you." I say distastefully.
Jimin smirks. "Nice to see you too, I guess."
"You two know eachother?" The director asks, continuing on before either of us can reply. "Listen, I don't want any drama between the two of you. Let's all act like professionals and get this shoot over and done with."
We both nod, waiting until the director walks away before we speak to eachother.
"Of all the people, it had to be you." Jimin says, mocking me with an annoyed look on his face.
"How are you going to ask Kook if he's free later on and be working yourself? What, were you going to cancel on Gucci if he said yes?" I reply with a smirk.
Jimin grits his teeth, looking even more annoyed. "Well, that doesn't really matter now, does it? Since you told him to tell me no." He says after a moment.
"Of course I told him to tell you no. What, do you think I'm an idiot or something," I step closer to him, lowering my voice slightly. "You should be more concerned about the fact that he listened to me instead of going to see you. Your hold over him is fading. You better be ready when it's completely gone."
"Is that a threat?" Jimin asks quietly, looking just as angry as i suddenly felt.
"No. I'm just stating facts." I manage to reply calmly, walking away before he can respond.
"Hey, Taehyung-"
"Ok, let's get started. We don't have all day." The director suddenly calls out, cutting Jimin off.
We both walk onto the set, glaring discreetly at eachother in between photos. After we took photos together, we would take individual photos and as much as I hated to admit it, Jimin was an amazing model. He had a certain grace about him that many people couldn't pull off but he did it effortlessly. It drew people to him; it was probably the same thing that drew Jungkook to him. They met during a photoshoot after all.
"Ok, that's a wrap. We'll send the finished product to you in about a week." The director calls out a couple hours later.
"Well, I would say it's been fun working with you but it hasn't." I say to Jimin.
"That's ok. At least I'll see Kookie tomorrow." Jimin replies.
I narrow my eyes at that. "What do you mean you'll see Kook tomorrow?"
Jimin only smirks as he walks away towards his dressing room.
I head back to my own room, planning on calling Jungkook to make sure he didn't have any plans with Jimin tomorrow. But as soon as i grab my phone, Seokjin's name flashes across the screen. I anwser the phone and he begins speaking before I can even say anything.
"I'm so sorry Taehyung. I can't find him." Seokjin says breathlessly.
"What? You can't find who?" I ask, even though my heart is sinking.
"I took him to the restaurant by the beach that you liked- and then he wouldn't stay- he remembered and he said he didn't deserve you-"
"Hyung, slow down. What happened with Jungkook." I ask slowly, trying not to lose my patience.
"He got his memory back Taehyung. I don't know what it was...something with the ocean breeze and the food, I guess. But he got emotional over the way he's been treating you and about sleeping with Jimin and he just said he didn't deserve you. I tried to stop him but he ran off and I lost him in the crowd." Seokjin says.
"He.....what?" I ask stupidly, holding onto a chair for support.
"Can you give me his phone number so that I call him and try to talk some sense into him." Seokjin says.
"I don't have it," I say quietly. "He never gave it to me and I never thought to ask for it."
"So what do we do?" Seokjin asks.
"I don't know." I say.