beep boop beep boop, someone better call the ambulance for my cock. it's TIRED!!
to say taehyung was very very tired was a big fat understatement. the guy was drained. why did he have to pick up the fucking phone. like bruh. how can one 30 minute call, a week ago, still have this much of an effect on him. he has fucking work for christ sakes! he always prays to the god of erections to stop his wrath of fury and take it easy because taehyung is not handling this well. curse taehyung and his ability to get hard quickly. at this rate, he's popping boners like he a teenager again! he's still fucking 24, Jesus!
he's at the office, his workplace, the place he tries to keep his mind focused. he sits on the wheelie chair , in front of his desk, clicking away boring words and filling in paperwork as per. he has his airpods in, and tries not steer his focus away from the disgustingly boring boring work. but, he physically can't! god, could you? it's insufferable.
he decides to take a little break and opens his phone. he scrolls through twitter, yeah yeah coronavirus this, coronavirus that, global warming, elections, politics, yeah to put it sweet and short, it's boring shit. some chaotic videos of his friends doing random shit and viral tweets.
but then, god decided to fuck around with taehyung and what he saw made his eyes widen.
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it was that oh so familiar body, that made taehyung shiver. he knew it was him straight away, he doesn't think he could ever forget that face.
the video played. the hourglass figure in front of the mirror, the lights changing colour from blue-purple-pink--red, holding his expensive looking phone, wearing goddamn booty shorts?? the fucking AUDACITY.
the videos background music was 'myself' by bazzi, you know the 'i think I'm losing my mind' bit? yeah yeah, that was exactly how taehyung was feeling.
the video was him being a fucking tease, each cut skipped to different shots of his face and body. his pretty pretty subtle glitter eyeshadow, dark lashes and bitten lips and shots of his body, and cut to him sitting on his knees, his thick thighs pressed together, dusted with what? body glitter??
he looked like a living embodiment of a angel and demon, a prayer and a sin.
and taehyungs dick twitched at the mere sight of it, and he knew what was coming next.
oh yes. so he bookmarked the tweet with speed, and picked up some random piece of paper and held it in front of his crotch ,covering it from onlookers, running to the bathroom.
and there he was sat on the lid of the toilet, beating his meat. i mean, on the good side he read an article that said that masterbation boosts your immune system, so that was a plus side, right? his hand coiled around his cock, giving it one last pump and he came on some tissue.
he was exhausted of this. he threw the tissue in the toilet and flushed it, walked out of the stall and regained himself.
he steadied himself by the sink and washed his hands. he looked at himself in the mirror, and went back out to his office space. with a huff, he slumped in his chair and got back to typing, not forgetting to shut his phone, turning it off for the entirety of work. not making the mistake of leaving it on, so his boredom would get the best of him.
but he decided, when he got home, he would explore the account.
