The TaeJin Exhibit

Chapter 5

And the above scene, ladies and gentlemen, is how I became TaeJin trash.

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The Incident part 2:

While not so patiently waiting for the intruders in the next room to leave, Jin's mind was going one hundred miles per hour. His chestnut colored irises shifted around the darkened closet. Not sure what was happening as he couldn't fully grasp the situation that they were in.

Moreover, he was caught in a rather difficult delima. He didn't want to embarrass the younger, but he wondered if he should say something about the rather obvious bulge that was pressing into the top of his thigh. Tae was still technically a growing young adult... These things happen, right?

...But, should he at least try to move his leg out of the way?

...Would that make the "problem" better or worse?

...Would PD-nim really take away their privliges if they get caught again?

...If your fingers have fingertips, but your toes don't have toetips, why can you tiptoe but not tipfinger?

Jin was broken from his restless mind when he felt another heated breath on his semi-exposed collar bone. Afterwards, a slight tickle started at the base of his neck and slowly, gently trailed its way up, stopping at the sensitive skin under his ear. The sensation leaving an oddly satisfying trail of goosebumps along his skin.

And then, another hot exhale from the younger's mouth.

Jin was frozen in his place.

'I-is he smelling me?!?' He thought as his eyes became as wide as saucers.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak he was taken aback by a soft pressure, placed ever so lightly, at the base of his earlobe. The intrusion causing his senses to overload, his breath to hitch, and his heart rate to increase rapidly.

Hearing the sharp inhale of the other, Taehyung could no longer control himself. It was as if his body moved on its own. 'Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!' his mind screamed at him, but his body would not listen. It was as if some invisible force was pulling him towards the other. And before he even knew what he was doing, he placed another soft kiss on his hyung's neck.

Shit...Taehyung's heart was racing so fast he felt like it was about to burst from his chest. He wouldn't be surprised if Jin could also hear and feel it given their close proximity.

Jin's heart rate had also increased dramatically to a more staggering rhythm. Fearing the onset of a mild heart attack (okay, he might been being a tad overly dramatic), Jin began to panic.

Squeezing his arms in between himself and the younger, Seokjin placed his palms onto the surprisingly hard surface that was Tae's chest. Trying his best not to think about the firmness under his fingers, he pushed softly against the other. He tried to back away, but the tiny closet gave no space for him to back into. That and the fact that an apparently stronger than he originally thought maknae was not going to let him go anywhere. This point was made very clear when said maknae tightened the already vice-like grip that was holding Jin's hips in place.

Without anywhere to go, the older vocalist opened his mouth once again. This time, he was determined to speak. "T-Tae, s-stop it, now!" He tried to say in his most demanding whisper. "T-this isn't funny!" However, it only came out in shaky stuttering breaths.