𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 ; multistan kpop

! Mind Games : Taegi !

!Smut!
This is 2,008 words so.... oops, it's long?
Also, this is my first time writing smut so, I'm sorry if it's not the best.
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YOONGI DIDN'T LIKE to admit it out loud, but he was possessive. He was possessive and he was jealous. For the past week and a half, his crush, Kim Taehyung, had been cozying up to another boy, named Jeongguk.

Taehyung was a beautiful boy, always dressed nicely and put together. He was a good boy, to be honest. Always had good grades, always did his homework.

Jeongguk was the same way. Yoongi knew it, too, and the knowledge that the two younger boys were a perfect match only angered him more. Yoongi wanted Taehyung—Taehyung was his.

It's not as if Yoongi's crush on the pretty boy was baseless and caused only by his looks. That would be a lie (if it were to ever leave his mouth). Yoongi thought everything about the younger was perfect; however, he especially loved the deep voice that he had become so familiar with over the course of their daily conversations that had gone on for a year. 

Taehyung and Yoongi were actually pretty good school friends. The kind of friend with whom you have long conversations and hang out, but only at school. So, Yoongi knew who Taehyung was and because of the fact, he could admit that he wanted him.

Wanted Taehyung to be his. Wanted to hold his hand. Wanted to fuck him senseless if he put his hand on Jeongguk's shoulder one more time—

Seeing Taehyung being so intimate with Jeongguk—a new kid who had moved here not even two weeks ago when he doesn't even sit next to the oldest without two feet between them, even after knowing him for a year—made him possessive.

And it was that possessiveness that overtook the pale boy, causing him to march over to Taehyung, curtly tell Jeongguk to shove off and grab the boy he loves' arm, dragging him all the way to his car.

Of course, this gave the unexpecting younger a shock. Yoongi had never been this serious before, had never taken him to his car, let alone shoved him in and buckled him. Yoongi suddenly got into the driver's seat and, after buckling himself, drove off in the direction of his house.

Even though Taehyung had never seen Yoongi outside of school before, had never been in his car, had never been dragged away by the older, he couldn't be bothered to be scared, nor angry. Actually, he was excited because he had always wanted to be this way with Yoongi. Always wanted something more of their typical school friend relationship.

When the two found themselves parked in Yoongi's driveway, they got out and entered the empty house. After a car ride filled with tense silence, Taehyung finally found his voice.

"Yoongi, what are we doing at your house? Why haven't you said anything to me? Why are you shaking?"

It was true, Yoongi had found himself shaking with anger and possessiveness for the taller boy that he had just abruptly brought to his house. Yoongi, though, is also shaking from the excitement of the realization that the boy he likes, the boy he wants, is alone with him in his house.

The shorter male looks at Taehyung to try and read how he's feeling, expecting to see fear or anger even, but only finding excitement and interest.

Yoongi decides to say "fuck it" as he takes the few short steps to Taehyung, placing his right hand on the back of the younger's neck and the other on his waist as he smashes their lips together. Yoongi's heart soars with adrenaline as he finally tastes the lips he's wanted to devour for a year now. Yoongi moves his lips against Taehyung's stilled ones, not giving him time to react before he pushes him hard against the front door.