The TaeJin Exhibit

Chapter 18

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"Lower" Seokjin grunts, sweat dripping from his furrowed brow.

"Hyung, I don't know if we should be doing this" Taehyung breaths out.

"Push harder!" The older demands.

"I'm pushing as hard as I can, hyung!" Tae states, the exhaustion heard clear by his tone.

"Y-yes...There... Right, there!" Jin almost moans out in excitement.

"Hyung, It's too big, I don't think it will fit all the way." The younger pants, now completely out of breath.

"Oh my God! W-wait...Stop! I-I can't take it anymore!" Seokjin almost yells.

"You see, hyung? I told you the dresser wouldn't fit there." Tae looks at the older and shakes his head. "And now you've hurt your back."

It had been almost a week since the incident involving, for lack of better words, "Tae's private time."

That day, Jin had sworn that Taehyung saw him, but the younger never said anything about it. In fact, the younger had barely spoken two words to the older since the incodent. This very fact being the reason as to why Jin had contracted Tae's help to rearange his bedroom.

It was almost as if Taehyung had forgotten all about his desire to be with the older. There had been no more sudden gropes or touches. There had not been anymore dominant stares.

Nothing.

Seokjin couldn't make up his mind on how he really felt about that fact. This is what he originally wanted, right? He wanted Taehyung to get over his so-called infatuation. So, then why the hell does it bother him so much?

In a way it kind of pissed him off. What... was he no longer good enough for the younger? All that shit that Taehyung had put him through, all of those feelings that the younger claimed to have, all the anxiety that Tae had caused him... Was it really all for nothing?

"Man, it's getting hot." The younger states as he wipes at the beads of sweat that are forming on his brow. The younger male then lifts his shirt up, cupping the hem in his hand, pulling it up to slowly wipe his face.

Jin visibly gulps as he watches the younger's abdomen flex in front of him. Images suddenly come flooding into the older's mind. Images involving a sweaty Taehyung, sitting on his bed, chest heaving, hand reaching below the waist, into his...

"-done, Hyung?"

Jin shakes his head and tries to refocus, "I'm sorry, what?"

"I asked if we were done, hyung." Tae says with a small smile on his face.

"Oh, um, almost!" Jin answers as an idea pops into his head. Maybe he should somehow verify that Tae is really over his little "crush" that he had. Perhaps he should... maybe... test him a little.

"I just have to move Yoongi's desk back." Seokjin states, then walks over to grip the sides of said furniture.

With Jin's back facing the younger, he slowly bends forward and stretches himself across the desk. Tae had mentioned previously that he had dreams about this before, right? So, Jin's logic tells him that this action should get some kind of response.