Red Carpet, a Taejin FF

No One's POV:

- Taehyung put his hands on Jin's hips, taking several fast steps away from the sink and pushing Jin backwards against the bathroom wall.

- "Don't speak to me that way ever again, do you understand me?" Taehyung hissed quietly, pressing Jin against the wall harder as he spoke, and looking into Jin's surprised eyes.

- Jin's arms were still draped over Taehyung's shoulders, and after a moment, his surprise turned to something that seemed like amusement.

- "Or what?" Jin asked, tilting his head back against the wall, and looking at Taehyung through his lashes.

- Jin's attitude just made Taehyung more frustrated. He tightened his grip on Jin's hips, pulling him a few inches closer before shoving him against the wall again, harder this time. But Jin just let out a low chuckle.

- When Jin laughed, Taehyung tongued his cheek in irritation and spun Jin around, pushing him again so his chest was against the wall.

- Taehyung had both hands on Jin's lower back, but this time, Jin didn't laugh. He moaned so softly and breathily, that it made Taehyung lose track of why he was angry in the first place.

- Now, all he knew was that he wanted to hear it again.

- He slid his hands up around Jin's waist and pushed him again, trying to see if he could get Jin to moan, and he did.

- The sound was so perfect, that Taehyung's mouth opened a little without him realizing. After a few seconds, he pulled Jin against his chest and rested his chin on Jin's shoulder.

- "I didn't know you could sound so pretty," Taehyung said softly, turning his head so his lips brushed against the nape of Jin's neck as he spoke.

- He felt Jin shiver a little, and smirked as the older boy replied, "I'm popular for a reason."

- "Well, if your music sounds like that, I may have to actually try and listen to it," Taehyung said, brushing his lips along Jin's jaw as he wrapped his arms all the way around the older boy's waist.

- This wasn't exactly the direction that Jin pictured his interaction with Taehyung going in, but he hadn't ruled it out either.

- Despite mocking him a few moments earlier, the younger boy was astonishingly good-looking.

- Jin closed his eyes and leaned his head back on Taehyungs shoulder, enjoying the feeling of the younger's kisses that were now trailing down the side of his neck.

- Taehyung held Jin tighter, completely enveloped by the smell of cedar and Jin's quiet moans.

- After a moment, he didn't think he could stand it anymore, and walked Jin over to the room with the couches.

- As soon as they reached it, Taehyung sat down, pulling Jin down next to him and kept one hand on Jin's waist as he pressed their lips together.

- The kiss was so perfect, Taehyung felt tingles down to his toes. How could he hate this boy again? It didn't make sense anymore.

- Jin's breath hitched a little at the sensation of Taehyung's lips against his. It wasn't like he had never thought about this moment before. In fact, he had thought about it a lot.

- Jin scooted onto Taehyung's lap, draping an arm around his neck and tangling his other hand in Taehyungs soft, dark hair as their kiss deepened.

- The feeling of Jin's body against him made Taehyung's brain go fuzzy. And when Jin moaned against his lips, Taehyung thought his need for the older boy would overflow completely.