Playing With Fire (Taekook)

Chapter 7 (M)

Chapter 7
Taehyung's POV

I started coming to the coffee shop regularly with Jin and Namjoon. Jungkook wouldn't address me but when Namjoon said hi, he would always reply.

I didn't want to face him. What the hell? What if he was pregnant?! If he comes in to see, I'll be the first to kow, because I'm his main doctor now.

But I'm glad he's got a job. My issue was Jimin had found out where he works and is now visiting daily too, making Jungkook blush. I wanted to rip him into shreds. 

And not to mention, my wife. Turns out, the child wasn't mine, and she left my house and run off. So now I'm lonely. And what if Jungkook's pregnant and it gets to my parents. I'll be taken away from the fortune, even though most of my money did come from myself and my aunt who accepted me and made sure I was okay throughout all of this.

I sat at the coffee shop, staring at Jungkook who was smiling, Jimin talking to him. "Yo! Jungkook!" I shout. "I need something!"

He walks over. "What can I get for you sir?" he asks.

"Can you bring me something sweet? And pay attention to people who are paying for their food?!" I say a little aggressively.

He starts to cry, wiping his tears, and Namjoon stares daggers at me. "O-Of course *hitch* sir." he runs off and I sigh.

"Kim Taehyung!" Namjoon shouts at me, causing a scene. "How dare you make him cry! You are supposed to be nice to him! You were his fucking doctor when he was in the hospital! What kind of doctor are you to be aggressive with somebody so sensitive! Pay him god damn extra before I beat your ass." he growls. (This seems more like Jin, I know)

I was surprised by this sudden outburst of my brother. Jin had lust in his eyes when he stared at my brother. Probably thought it was sexy.

I get up and leave the damn resteraunt. Jimin's on the corner with Jungkook. When did he leave the café?

"I'm fine." I hear Jungkook's tiny voice squeak.

"Jungkook, please. You aren't okay, he just yelled at you. You're a sensitive bean. So don't lie." I heard Jimin then a giggle.

I saw Jimin lean in close to Jungkook and place his lips on Jungkooks. Jungkook closed his eyes, letting Jimin kiss him.

Anger boils within me and I stomp over, yanking Jungkook away, causing him to moan in pain from the sudden jolt on his arm. "What the fuck!?" Jimin screams.

I just drag Jungkook away, with many protests such as "Taehyung let me go." and "WHAT ARE YOU DOING STOP!" but I didn't. We arrived at a hotel and I checked in quickly before I brang him to one of the top rooms. It was a lovers room and I didn't care at this point.

I pushed him on the bed. "You're mine." I hiss, taking off my shoes and pants.

"What are you talking about?" he asks.

"Do you love me?" I ask.

He nods.

"Then why'd you kiss Jimin?" I ask.

"Because I like kissing." he says.

"You only kiss me." I unbuckle my belt then slide off my shirt and jeans.

Giggling as I pull Jungkook's cute little jeans down, I smile. "Did you like the first time we had sex?" I ask.

"Yeah." he nods.

"Did you like it the second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth?" I tip my head.

"Yeah! Yeah!" he giggles.

"We're going for a seventh, kay Kookie?" I ask.

"Okay Taehyungie." he lets me do what I do, taking off my clothes and his before I peer over him, thrusting into him hard and fast. 

I try to leave my calogne all over his body as I do so. He was mine. Not Jimin's. Mine. I left a couple hickey's on my neck as he laid under me.

His moans filled the hotel room. And I went even faster, gripping his thighs, making him very sensitive.

Jungkook put his arms around my neck and I push more into him. "I'm gonna go harder, kay baby?" I ask.

"Okay." he nods and I go as hard as I could on him. His sensitive body had made him moan louder and squeak. I hit his prostate, making him jolt. I keep hitting that same spot, making both of us cum. Well, him, he had basically came all over my dick.

I get off him and lay next to him, putting my arm around him and kissing his cheek. "I love you." I whisper.

"I love you too." he leaves a hickey on my neck, but I didn't mind. I squeezed his ass, making him squeak.

(I know yall are like, why the heck are they older than they are irl. Because it's the story)