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CRUSH CULTURE: CHAP. FIVE
It was awkward for him you could definitely say that. Standing in the middle of the practice room with your CEO's fingers on your throat wasn't of the ordinary. His face was a beet red as his brown hair fell over his eyes. He was overwhelmed and his heart was beating loud against his chest.
"This right here is your instrument Jeongguk," Taehyung muttered, tilting his head as he gave Jeongguk a stare, "It's fragile, and needs to be taken care of."
"I-I know." Jeongguk whispered back, his lips were chapped and dry, which was evident as he pulled them apart.
"Then why are you over working that instrument, I told you clear as day you have a limited amount of time and it's that way for a reason, do you understand me?" Taehyung was looking Jeongguk dead in the eye, his gaze strong and unwavering, sending a wave of chills through the brunette as he tried to hold back a pitiful whine of disappointment.
"Y-Yeah but I need to practice, I-I need-" Jeongguk stammered, not feeling confident under the weight of the older's stare.
"I know what you need Jeongguk," Taehyung husked, brushing his fingers over Jeongguk's adam's apple, "I know exactly what you need, and that's what I'm here for. To give it to you."
"O-Okay, I g-get it." Jeongguk breathed out, air rushing from his lungs in panic.
"You sure Jeongguk? Cause I've told you this before and you said the exact same thing, yet fail to listen to me." Taehyung starts, "I'm in charge here Jeongguk, this is my label, what I say, goes and I need you to understand that." His hands goes from lightly brushing to clasped around the column of Jeongguk's throat, a firm pressure just under his nape.
"This is not only your instrument but mine, and I need you to hit all the right notes for me, I need your voice to be beautiful, I want it to be beautiful, and you're gonna make it beautiful, isn't that right?"
Jeongguk was positive that if he spoke, he was going to sound like a croaky mess, his mouth incredibly dry and his body felt like it was submerged in a bubble of heat and tension. His chest was rising and falling shakily so all he did was nod frantically as if he had something to prove.
"I know you are, you're gonna start listening from now on, no more sneaking in practices during breaks, yeah?"
"Y-Yeah."
"Gonna make sure you're following all my rules right? Not gonna break 'em anymore are you?"
"N-No...no sir."
Jeongguk felt like he was gonna burn up standing here for so long like this, a soft whimper escaping as his brows furrowed in distraught, and his teeth caught on his lower lip.
"I know you aren't, you're just so obedient aren't you," Taehyung murmured, taking his hand from his neck and burying it in his soft hair, and when he spoke he gave it slight tug, "Always wanting to please everyone, huh?"
Jeongguk didn't answer him, only gave him a shaky breath in return but Taehyung kept speaking.
"Is that it Jeongguk?" Another tug to his hair, "Is that why you're this way? All pretty and pliant for me right now."
"I-I-" He couldn't get a word out, his mouth still half way open as if he was going to say something.
"You're so good Jeongguk, just such a good boy, yeah?" Taehyung hummed, voice hard and heady in the air. His eyes traveled over the younger's state, the way his eyes were wide and teary with unknown emotion and the way he shook under his gaze. It made him curse beneath his breath.
"T-Taehyung-"
"I'm right aren't I? You fucking get off on this shit, don't you?" Taehyung interrupted him once again, over powering him with his voice.
"T-Tae-"
"Just look at you for fucks sake. The way you're acting right now, do you feel it Jeongguk, the heat, that feeling." Taehyung's fingers were tightly holding onto Jeongguk's hair at this point, and his jaw was set a frustrated look in his eye as he stared at the younger.
"I-I don't know-"
"Don't fucking bullshit me Jeongguk, don't..." Taehyung's eyes were rapidly eyeing every inch of Jeongguk that he could see as if he was anticipating something.
"I'm s-serious-"
"Don't."
"Taehyung I really do mean it-"
"Jeongguk I swear to god if you tell me another fucking lie-"
"Taehyung please! Please just stop, this—this isn't professional, I've only been here for a month, I don't kn-know how things work here, I'm sorry if I did something wrong, b-but-"
"Just forget about it." The words came as a shock to Jeongguk.
"Huh?-"
"I said just forget about it for fucks sake! I just got a little carried away, that's it okay? Th-This didn't happen, so just forget it." Taehyung chided, removing his hand from Jeongguk's hair, "Just don't mess up your fucking voice."
