Cold [NAMJIN]

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Jeongguk sat in his seat and watched with clenched jaws as one of his female classmates hovered around Taehyung, a bright blush tinting her cheeks.

Their class have decided to do a cross-dressing cafe for the school fest and Taehyung is going to be one of the five students who'll be dressing as females for tomorrow's event.

The clothes that they'll be wearing has been originally made by some of their female classmates who's part of the dressmaking club. One of which is currently leaning in too close to Taehyung while in the pretense of making some adjustments to the size of his outfit.

Taehyung is presently dressed in a maroon off-shoulder crop top with long sleeves partnered with a short white pleated skirt, his narrow waist and long creamy legs in absolute perfect view.

When Jeongguk first saw him in that outfit, it took utterly all of his willpower to stop himself from kissing Taehyung senseless right there and then. His man looked unrealistically hot dressed in women's clothes that Jeongguk wasn't able to stop himself from growing hard.

Not that Taehyung doesn't look hot in normal clothes as well because he does. It's just that it's the first time Jeongguk is seeing the guy he likes in such revealing clothing and couldn't stop himself from physically responding.

However, when Jeongguk noticed the girl who made Taehyung's clothes checking him out, his mood instantly shifted, effectively killing his boner in the process.

Part of him feels a bit annoyed that Taehyung is so damn good-looking while the other part feels proud that someone as unbelievably beautiful as Taehyung happens to be dating him.

It still feels surreal that Taehyung have accepted his confession when he took him home after their trip to the amusement park. He wasn't even planning on saying anything that night but when Taehyung was just about to go inside, Jeongguk suddenly blurted out the words.

Taehyung stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. The light from the open door made him appear ethereal and Jeongguk would never forget the way his heart stuttered the moment Taehyung smiled.

They've both decided to not make things official yet as Jeongguk wants to give Taehyung more time to figure out his feelings for him. After all, it haven't even been that long since the guy bawled his eyes out because of his unrequited feelings for Seokjin.

They aren't official yet but that doesn't mean they don't mess around. Because they do. A lot.

A smirk left Jeongguk's lips as his brain replayed all the times he and Taehyung got physically intimate. Taehyung makes such nice expressions whenever they kiss and touch each other. His faces flushes light pink and his eyes get all teary.

He gets all shy too, never able to maintain eye contact for more than three seconds. And his voice. Damn, his voice. It gets all deep and manly that Jeongguk couldn't help but want to listen to it all day long.

"What are you thinking about?" A finger poked Jeongguk's right cheek, interrupting his perverted thoughts.

He looked up and saw Taehyung curiously looking at him. He's dressed in his uniform once again, the first two buttons of his shirt left open with his tie loosely tied around his neck.

Jeongguk grinned and reached one arm out, wrapping his fingers around Taehyung's necktie and abruptly pulling him closer.

A tiny yelp left Taehyung's lips at the action but before he could complain and reprimand the other, Jeongguk leaned closer, his soft pink lips teasingly brushing against Taehyung's left ear as he whispered, "Just thinking about you and how you're beyond my imagination."