𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 | 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 (𝓜)

Size Matters- Right? || XXVI.

Hey guys I'm back, yay. This is VERY kinky, I don't wanna spoil too much but there is a lot of degrading, and there's spit, also age gap warning, so don't say I didn't warn you ! >:c (tae is 32 while kook is 23)also just to clarify, Jungkook is like an inch shorter than Tae so when i say bigger i mean like, muscle mass. This is super messy and all over the place but I hope you like it. ok I'll shut up now. Enjoy <3 (PUBLISHING THIS AT 200K READS HOLY FUCK <3 TY IMA CRY T^T)

summary: Buff drooly baby kookoo and tall skinny work-aholic Taehyung. (I'm large but he's in charge vibes.)

You'd think Jeongguk was Taehyung's body guard. But the way Taehyung manhandled Jeongguk in the sheets told a different story. Taehyung doesn't think he has a size kink, but just knowing that he could tear apart somebody so much bigger than him, so much stronger. Just knowing that Jeongguk  gives himself up willingly makes Taehyung squirm in his swivel chair behind his desk.

And he should probably calm down before he gets a stiffy not even 2 hours after just getting to work.

He and Jeongguk  met at a neighborhood coffee shop one morning. Taehyung doesn't usually go there but the night before changed his mind on coffee before work.

The bitter smell of cheap coffee flooded his nose, Taehyung's never been a coffee type of guy, but a rough night will change anybody's thought on a little caffeine.

"Hi- can I get just a caramel macchiato, thank you so much." Taehyung shoved his hand into his pocket to fish for his wallet, and if we're being 100 percent honest here, Taehyung's pockets were anything but light. He worked hard and it showed, if the size of his wallet was anything to go by, as well as the heavy bags under his eyes. But it wasn't for just some measly old paycheck to brag about. He liked proving people who thought lowly of him wrong, for his own sake of course. His father, a wretched scar in his brain, a memory—it's become less painful to think about but still leaves a heavy feeling in Taehyung's chest nonetheless— "I won't let a fag live under my roof!"

Taehyung scoffs at the bitter memory, mumbling curse words at no one in particular. He's payed for his drink, taking it under his calloused finger tips. Leisurely walking towards an empty table for two, taking a seat and letting himself bask in the coffee shops atmosphere. He slumped in his seat, taking a sip of the bitter drink, enjoying it at his best attempts. He stretches an arm out to check his watch, making sure he'd still be able to make it to work on time. He looked around, seeing all the uni student's knocking back concerning amounts of coffee.

There was a university close by, a close cheap and decent coffee shop, a uni student's savior. It was always packed in the morning but Taehyung didn't mind. He could zone out thinking about plenty of thing's. Sometimes he swore it was just him and himself in the room, getting sucked into his wallowing thoughts.

Taehyung was currently zoning out, deft finger tips tapping the near empty coffee cup in no specific rhythm, eyes stuck on a ring stain of coffee at the other side of the small table. He was abruptly pulled out of his buzzing thoughts by a very handsome uni student.

"Um, can I uh- can I sit here?" Taehyung looked up, moving his gaze from the coffee stain to the uni student. "Hm?- sorry I didn't hear you-" A questioning look on Taehyung's face. "I just- there's no where to sit and I'm here by myself- I was just wondering if I could sit here, it's fine if you're not cool with it I just-" Taehyung gestured to the empty seat, palm up. "Go ahead, not saving it for anyone." Taehyung put on his warmest smile. Jeongguk bowed and sat down, nearly spilling his drink.

"Woah- you okay there?" Taehyung let out a deep chuckle. Embarrassment dusted the youngers cheek's a pretty pink. He turned his head away looking out the window, tucking a few strands of hair behind his ear. "Mhm- yes, I'm fine. Thanks." The silence filled the space between them like an overflowing bath tub. Taehyung felt the tension prickling at his skin. If he was going to sit here for another hour with somebody, might as well start a conversation.