Pastel Palette ㅡ Taekook

thirty-three 🔞

With four fingers working deep inside of him, Taehyung writhes in ecstasy as pleasure builds its way to the pits of his stomach. He moans at how his hole clenches and swallows his fingers so well, but it never seems to be enough. He's got his ass up high, trying so hard not to come untouched the moment his fingers find the spot that almost drives him to the edge.

"F-fuck, more," he whispers to no one, tears brimming at the corner of his eyes. He starts grinding on the pillow, muffling his whimper on the messy duvet. He was about to take ahold of his dildo when he hears the doorbell ring in frantic.

"Fuck, no." He groans, deciding that he'll ignore whoever is outside his apartment. His orgasm is already up high, and if he stops, he'll probably have blue balls for the rest of the week.

"J-just a bit m-more," he sinks down to the toy he has held a while ago, lifting his red night dress upwards so that he can stroke his cock, and play with his nipple. He rides his dildo hard and fast, like it's someone's dick. Fuck, he needs to get laid as soon as possible. He can't keep on going on like this.

With one last thrust, Taehyung's hips stutter, and he cums hard on to the mattress, his voice raspy as he moans and then exhaustion takes all over his body. Beads of sweat trickle down his face, as well as his back, but he's too tired to even move and clean himself up.

Then again, the doorbell rings, for the umpteenth time. And oh. Oh.

"Fuck, I almost forgot," he groans, trying his best to drag his body up from bed and freshens up a bit, running a warm bath in the process, before putting on a silk robe and greeting the uninvited guest who had rung the doorbell nonstop.

"What the fuck do you- Guk?" There, he sees Jeongguk with a constipated look on his face as he carries what seems to be Storm's bag- he can recognize the bag easily because it has Ice Bear's face on it- and then his gaze moves towards the little boy snuggling warmly in Jeongguk's embrace.

"Oh. Oh my God. I'm so sorry you have to see me like this, Guk! I didn't know you were dropping Storm here!" Taehyung panics, but Jeongguk still stands frozen on the doorstep, his eyes raking all over Taehyung's figure. What has he been doing that it literally took him 15 minutes to open the goddamn door? He guesses that the sight in front of him is already the answer to his question.

Kim Taehyung, hair disheveled, face flushed and glowing, and wait, what the fuck? Is that... is that a fucking night dress hiding beneath that silver robe? 'Oh my fucking god' Jeongguk screams internally, his mouth instantly going dry because of the sight in front of him.

"I-i'm sorry, Tae, I didn't knew have someone over for the night. I could just go back and leave Storm with Jimin hyung or Jin hyung or-"

"Guk. Gukkie, breathe. I don't have someone over. It's okay, you can leave Storm here with me. He'll be safe here," Taehyung cuts him off with a shy smile dancing on his lips.

'But- but you look so wrecked what do you mean you don't have someone over- oh. Oh fuck' Jeongguk battles with himself on the inside. Realization dawns into him, and he's never been embarrassed and awkward like this his whole life.

"Y-yeah, you can have Storm, I mean- yeah, I'll leave him here. There's an emergency shoot for this short film we're making and the director wants us to go to Busan as soon as possible. I'll back on Sunday, there's a list of everything Storm does and doesn't do inside his bag, but I know you'll take care of him well, even without it," Jeongguk explains before handing the bag to Taehyung.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing you in the middle of the night, Tae. It's just, I don't have anyone else since Jimin's busy with Yoongi and Jin hyung is also coming with us and Joon hyung for this shoot," the younger shoots him an apologetic look, but Taehyung just shakes his head before patting Jeongguk on the shoulder.

"Hey, stop with the apologies, mister. Now come on, give Storm to me and get going. I promise I'll take care of him very well."

"I know you'll do great, Tae. Thank you."

Jeongguk kisses the side of Storm's forehead gently before handing him to Taehyung, careful enough not to wake the little boy up. "I love you. I'll be back," he whispers even though his son couldn't hear him. Taehyung's heart clenches at the sight in front of him- Jeonguuk peppering Storm's face with little kisses and the kid smiles in his sleep.

"I think it's time for me to go," Jeongguk says, and Taehyung just nods at him. Before he can even turn his back against Taehyung, the latter grabs his wrist, and says, "Take care, Jeongguk. We'll be waiting."

As soon as Taehyung slams the door close, Jeongguk almost collapses against the wall outside Taehyung's apartment. However, he manages to stand straight and he heaves a deep breath before walking back inside his car.

dada bear 🐻

iMessage

Today at 22:30

Wanna know something embarrassing?

No thank u
I'm busy

HYUNG
COME ON

Jimin is literally sucking
my dick rn please fuck off
i'm trying to get laid here

Jeongguk just came by to leave Storm
with me for the weekend and he
probably knew I masturbated before
I opened the door for him

EYE-
WHAT THE FUCK?

I was fucking disorganized when
i opened the door. i expected it
to be some lost delivery boy or shit
I FEEL SO: ATTACKED

Taehyung sweetie
Please just please tell yoongi
your concerns abt juancock tomorrow
I'm this 👌🏻 close to having the
greatest fuck of my life but
ur interrupting us
No offense doe
We luv u 🥰

I hate the two of
u so fucking much

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