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After moving to Seoul and starting his new job at Namjoon's club, the weeks that followed were just constantly coming and going - so fast Taehyung didn't even realize how fast time was running away from him. He was doing well as a barman, he became close friends with both Jungkook and Namjoon, and then even Jin. And also, maybe quite luckily for him, he didn't encounter Agust too much even though he tended to show at the club to drink and plus they shared the same floor. After the... Staring incident, they really didn't fall into each other too much, and while it felt as if there was something missing, Taehyung was quite happy. Agust was doing... Something weird to him, and he didn't like it. Oh no, he didn't like it one bit. Or maybe he did, but just didn't want to admit it? Ugh, enough thinking about that guy. Namjoon warned the redhead about him and he honestly didn't want to risk it. Not now at least. Actually - no no, he wanted nothing to do with him, end of the story. He was perverted, apparently dangerous and just... Tae saw himself as too good for him, really. He didn't want to be stained by him.

So, a life objective - stay as far away from Min "Agust" Yoongi as he possibly can manage to. Sounds easy enough, huh? Well... Not quite actually.

Life decided to play a huge damned prank on him right this day, when he toddled all the way back home from work. Today he was beyond tired - there was much more people in the club since there was some kind of party going on. That meant more work for both him and Jungkook and trust me, with crowds like those, it wasn't easy at all. Once it was all over he had more than enough, he was exhausted, drained and just wanted to go back to his flat and fall right onto his bed, then probably die. Well, not really, but you get the point.

And so he bid farewell to Jungkook for the day - the younger still had a few things to attend to, as he called it and Taehyung didn't pay it much mind. Not his business, besides, his bed was waiting for him. And so he strolled down the sidewalk and lazily walked along until he reached his block. He entered the code, then once the door opened for him, he stepped in and sighed. Stairs... His biggest enemy right now. Still, he was really determined to reach that bed of his so he quickly jogged up and after a short while, he was on his floor. His vision wasn't the best, especially not now, so he seriously didn't properly see where he was going - he approached a door he thought was leading to his room, then without much thought of it pushed the door open. Shouldn't it be locked? Did he already just unlock it...? Argh, his mind is way too hazy for all of this. Just as he was about to drop his bag, he stood frozen in his spot.

Well, shit, that was definitely not his apartment.

The first thing he saw once he entered was no one else but Min fucking Yoongi, sitting oh-so-casually in his armchair. He had a joint between his lips, smoking it with no care whilst getting a blowjob done by some blonde chick. He seemed so unfazed while she really seemed to be giving it her best. Taehyung was... Absolutely shocked. Because, like, just... What the actual fuck?

He couldn't manage to utter a single word.

Agust, on the other hand, pulled the joint away from his lips and puffed out a cloud of thick, grey smoke; locking eyes with the redhead with a disgusting, almost humiliating smirk spreading across his face. For fuck sake - him and his gaze again.

— What's up, baby boy? Are ya next in the queue? I can free up my schedule for you.

The blue-haired spoke up, but didn't get a reply, since Taehyung just simply backed away and slammed the door behind him, leaning against it once he was outside. He placed his hand on his face, rubbing it shakily. Jesus christ. Jesus actual fucking christ. He shook his head and sighed, heading into his actual room and locking the door behind himself.

He just wanted to go to sleep, forget about what just happened and preferably never ever see that asshole again.

Well.
Only one of those wishes came true. Going to sleep.

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