S*X MATE | Vkook

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Every 30th of December, Taehyung celebrated his birthday by giving himself a bar of chocolate contaminated with sleeping pills, so that the rest of the day goes peacefully well, with him sleeping like a pig.

"Oh my god! is that for me?", Taehyung placed his hand over his mouth and released an expensive laugh, "Of course.", he grabbed the chocolate bar that was placed in front of their apartment's main door, "Hmm.. Let me see who's the amazing giver", he opened the small birthday card that was stuck above the chocolate..

"Oh my! It's me.", Taehyung released another airy chuckle before walking inside and shutting the door behind him. He joyfully skipped through the house and placed his present on top of the fridge, "I'll eat you very soon honey bell..... rawr.", boi! that sounded like a fucking sex appeal. He facepalmed and walked inside his room, arranging the mattress so that he can sleep without any disturbances in a good atmosphere.

Jeongguk walked out of the rest room, drying his damp head, while looking for a night snack that can satisfy his hunger. He walked inside the kitchen, found a chocolate bar on top of the fridge, grabbed it, unwrapped it and ate it full, even burped later.

"Where's my chocolate?", Taehyung walked inside the kitchen in pjs holding his stuff toy, as he looked around after not finding his loved one on top of the fridge.

Jeongguk showed him the empty wrapper and smiled, "I ate—", he fell unconscious on Taehyung making the latter stumble a little backwards from the impact of sudden weight on his chest, "Fuck.", he muttered while wrapping his arms around the youngers waist, lifting him up and throwing him on his shoulder.

"When is he gonna learn that not every edible looking thing is edible."

But chocolate is edible dumbass!

"Whatever.", he walked inside their room and placed the unconscious boy on his side of the bed, making sure to keep safe distance between him and the edge because if he falls- he dies in his sleep.. and Taehyung wouldn't want his friend-crush to die.

"Mhmmm!", Jeongguk smiled in his sleep as he stirred and spread out his arms and legs, covering the entire bed, laying like patrick star, "hell to the fucking N O, I ain't sleeping on couch. At least, not on my god damn birthday."

Taehyung stared in space wondering which witch he killed in his past life to deserve this, his hands clenched and unclenched as he thought of every possible things that can happen to him on his birthday..

Jimin and cake.... Jin and ugly pictures.... Namjoon and 3 hours of knowledge on life.... Yoongi and 5 shots of Irish bomb.... Hoseok and 2 hours of cuddling.... Yoonji and her bitter gourd good-luck drink.... modelling staff and their birthday bombs.... JB and pussy-talk.... clubs and hooking up with random chick.... Getting someone pregnant.... Child support.... not ever get laid again.... depression.... drugs.... killing someone.... prison.... death...  FUCK NO!

Taehyung pushed Jeongguk a little and laid on his side of the bed. Pretend to be asleep. He closed his eyes in determination until he heard the doorbell go off.

No! No! No! No!

"Jeongguk? You in there mate?", Taehyung glanced at Jeongguk and wondered if he was participating in whatever surprise shit Jimin had planned, "Gukkie... You gotta ask them to leave. Baby wake up."