S*X MATE | Vkook

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Someone asked me if this story has a dark plot... 'lol'

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"Oh god! Do you smell that?", Taehyung scrunched up his nose in disgust, hand fanning away the fowl smell, "Smell what?", Taeyang asked as he sniffed the air trying to make out what was wrong.

Taehyung moved closer to the older, his hand instantly falling over his mouth, body falling limp backwards. Taeyang sniffed himself a few times before glancing back at the younger who was pretending to be dead, tongue sticking out, eyes ajar, "Stop your act Taehyung. I know you don't like me."

Taehyung sat up with the fattest smile adoring his beautiful features, "At least we agree on something."

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"Where do you think you're going?", A sudden voice coming from the dark room caught Taeyang off guard. He let his heel fall on the floor and slowly turned around to find Taehyung glaring at him, "For a drink?"

"Whom you fooling bitch? I'm very well aware of your intentions- jeongguk is alone, I can go to his room and have some-", "What the fuck is wrong with you dude? I was legit going outside to have a drink because I can't sleep with you farting all night long.", Taeyang cut off Taehyung and started wearing his shoes.

Taehyung jumped out of the bed and ran towards the door, blocking the path, with his hands and legs spreading out, "If that's the case then I'll go with you."

Taeyang scoffed, "I'm not taking you anywhere."

"I'm not asking you man.", Taehyung folded his arms over his chest and stood straight. "Well then fuck off, because I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Then you can go alone and feel someone stalking you from behind the walls.", Taehyung started wearing his shoes hurriedly, "I will follow you to hell bitch."

Taeyang thrusted his hands inside the side pockets of his jacket, "You're gonna follow me around in that?", his eyes narrowed and eyebrows knitted together as he pointed towards Taehyung's choice of clothes.

Taehyung looked down and almost screamed when he saw his bare chest and hairy legs. He was wearing his peppa pig underwear. That's it.

"You fucking pervert.", Taehyung's hands flew down, desperately trying to hide his hairy legs, because bitch that was embarrassing. He ran backwards, hit his head against the wall, and prepared himself to land hard on the cold floor, but the impact never happened. It looked like a fucking rom com, Taehyung was saved by the hot shot main lead himself, his eyes cold boring hole within the youngers naked body, hands tightly holding onto his waist. Taehyung would've fallen in love if he weren't a top.

Wait.. were they actually staring at each other? Awkward! Taehyung's eyes grew wide as he saw Taeyangs cheek turn red, he pushed him hard on the chest only to be met by the welcoming gravity. He landed hard on the cold floor, his hand working in reflex, caressing his injured spine, "Fucking son of a bitch!"

Taeyang scoffed, "I saved you asshole."

"I saved you asshole, suck my toes, you buttface."

"I buttface? Then you dickfart!"

"Oh fuck you man! At least I have a dick, unlike your fake ginger stapled over your baby tomatoes.", Taehyung sat up and flicked his hair backwards in sass, "I only state facts chicka!", he responded to his own previous sentence as he saw Taeyang's ears turning red in humiliation, nose flaring and fists balling.