RAVEN -nikki

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Taehyung once again slid a glass down the counter top into a man's grubby hands.

"Thanks, tooty frooty."

Taehyung glared at the horny man with disgust. "Whatever, horn-dog."

A man sat next to the butthurt horn-dog and ordered a drink, staring at Taehyung for far too long. The brunette threw him a bitch-what kind of look, which made the man smirk. This guy was kind of hot. No where near the sex god, Jungkook. But still pretty hot, tall dark and handsome. He was different than Jungkook, not as alluring.

Something unknown drew Taehyung to the mysterious mafia leader. Like some galactic force pulled him to Jungkook like a magnet.

"Why throw yourself in the lion's den, my dear." The man had a smooth voice, yet again, not anywhere as honey like as Jungkook's teasing.

Taehyung understood what the man was trying to say. Everyday he receives questions as these. 

Why would such a pretty angel surround himself with the mafia?

He twirls his hair between his long slender fingers, cocking one of his dark brows. His eyes didn't care for the man, as they subconsciously tried to detect another tall man in the distance. Then he finally found the one. The dim lights shadowed Jungkook's face oh so godly, Taehyung felt his pants tighten. And oh no, he's caught Taehyung staring, now sliding his rough hands into his pockets, throwing his head back piercing holes through Taehyung's soul. He loves to tease the smaller. He craves to watch him turn into a blushing mess, craves to make Taehyung squirm under his cold seductive gaze. And it damn sure worked. Taehyung's heart stopped as if he was dead, when he met the contact of the tall raven hotness.

He forced to pry his focus from the erotic man onto the other hot man in front of him.

On second glance, the guy at the bar was wayyyyy under the daddy scale, compared to Jungkook. You think someone is a god, until you actually get to meet the real one. After staring at Jungkook for a good minute, everyone looks like fucking potatoes. How is it fair? It isn't.

Taehyung shivers as memories flashed in his mind, when he was laid down onto the counter, Jungkook hovering over him with dominance. It made Taehyung giddy inside, he wanted to jump up and down about his crush like a little girl.

Taehyung finally figured it out that he really liked Jungkook when he was punching him. Weird, right? But his lashout brought a feeling of betrayal and anger. It really messed with his head because he didn't know why these things meant so much to him. He's surrounded by murderers all day at the casino. So why did it matter so much that Jungkook just killed a girl without remorse?

Taehyung also became aware that he appreciated Jungkook's company while he was staying at his luxurious mansion. He figured the flutters in his stomach were just in his imagination. But after staring at Jungkook for a long while, he felt his heart increase like a herd of bulls stomping through his chest. Though he thinks its nothing but a small crush. His azure eyes search for him again, his hand clammed up and trembled when he met his gaze once again.

Jungkook always stared at Taehyung from afar. He couldn't help himself, Taehyung was just so interesting to him. He felt like the small boy was an impossible puzzle. He just couldn't figure out Taehyung's feelings. Sometimes Taehyung would flirt continuously, then other times, Taehyung would reject his small winks he throws and push Jungkook away.

Does he like me? I can't even tell. He either wants to kill me or kiss me. Make up your damn mind.

Jungkook gave Taehyung a glare of firmness. It set Taehyung's hormones off of the scale.

He loved when the raven haired held a rough presence, he enjoyed watching strands of hair fall in front of his fierce eyes. The eyes.

They seemed to literally excavate Taehyung's soul. The midnight orbs retained something extrinsically mystical. They were often cold and empty, but the warmth flushed through the black for only one person. 

Jungkook's eyes were extravagant. They were like black holes, sucking Taehyung into the endless, echoing abyss of lust and anxiety. The prevailing gaze made Taehyung tremble in adrenaline, sweat gathering on his palms and forehead.  

The dusty crusty man before him kicked Taehyung from his deep deep trance. The brunette cleared his throat as he blinked several times to concentrate on his job. 

"Hey, it's my turn." The new trainee said, finishing the tie on the back of his apron.

Taehyung thanked Satan for giving him a damn break. He walked all they way to Baek's kitchen where he stayed until after ours to talk and talk and endlessly talk. 

+++

Two hours have passed and everyone has left besides the two in the kitchen and Namjoon. 

"I told you!" Baekhyun screamed towards the spilt spaghetti on his overly clean floor. "You could never be a waiter with that balance!" He hit Taehyung in the back of the head, shoving paper towels in his face.

"Yah, I will clean it up, goodness!" Taehyung said, trying his best to get the spaghetti from the floor. He had been trying to transport his plate of noodles from one counter to the other. But him being him, he tripped over his own damn foot and the plate went flying.

"A starfish could be more coordinated than you, Tae." Baekhyun laughed. "Hey gotta go check something, when I get back, I want this cleaned up." He said before disappearing behind the door. 

Taehyung sighed and rolled his eyes. The door behind him creaked open and footsteps sounded. "Hey Bacon, I'm almo-"

He was not met with whom he was expecting, but with a smirking Jungkook.

Taehyung's breathing stopped as he stared at the man's infamous smirk. The raven haired walked at an agonizingly slow  pace, his eyes trailing up and down Taehyung's slender but curvy body. His smirk deepened with a wicked manner. He continued towards Taehyung until his back hit the cold painted bricks. Jungkook hovered over the smaller, his gaze wandering to a splotch of spaghetti sauce on Taehyung's cheek.

"You got a little something, sugar."

Taehyung giggled as he stared directly into Jungkook's eyes.

Jungkook swiped his thumb over the sauce and drew it into his mouth, closing his eyes lightly as the sauce tasted so goooooodd. His eyes fluttered open again, gaze falling down to Taehyung's awaiting lips.

He leaned close, his warm breath fanning over Taehyung's lips, making them quiver in anticipation. When their eyes met, Jungkook smashed their lips together.

Once again.

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