Out Of The Woods (TaeJin)

18 - Friday, 3rd January

noobperson09, your birthday special. 

Friday, 3rd January - 4 days later.

Seokjin loosened his tie as he slumped in his couch. Jungkook and he were just back from the second round of their competition.

"It went good, right?", Jungkook said, sipping cold water and splashing some of it on his face.

Hoseok looked at Seokjin, waiting for a response. "Say something."

"It was fine. I think I fumbled towards the end when they asked about practicality.", he replied as he switched on his phone.

3 missed calls and a single text from Kim Taehyung.

Sorry. I was drunk.

Seokjin's chest clenched. He was missing him too. But it ached because he knew his Taehyung doesn't like alcohol and retches at its smell. So, either he is lying about it being a drunk call, or he is drinking his problems away. So, yeah, his heart ached.

He wondered if he should text him back when Jungkook muttered, "Jin, they mailed the results."

"Check then.", Seokjin said as panic laced his voice.

Jungkook shook his head. "You are lucky for us. You check it."

"Kook, if luck was ever on my side, I wouldn't – ", Seokjin started but gets cut as Hoseok grabbed the phone from Jungkook's hand and furiously scrolled.

"So?", Jungkook said looking keenly at Hoseok's face, which broke into a wide grin.

"You got in. But it has a file attached – something about the third round.", Hoseok said giving the phone back to Seokjin.

The eldest quickly downloaded the file and went through the document. "I knew they'd want this."

"Want what, Jin?", Jungkook asked trying to peek into the phone.

"They want statistical evidence and a working concept of the app.", Jin answered but he smiled. "I've to get people to use this app."

"I can ask my classmates to use them for minor tasks and jobs. But I don't know if they'd want to pay.", Jungkook said thoughtfully.

"Well, let us charge them the basic amount. We'll see how this goes", Seokjin said while going through his contacts. "I hope we get enough requests to build a statistical model before the final round."

Hoseok ruffled his hair, "I know you will. Send me the download link of the app, I'll share with the others."

Seokjin smiled and picked his phone. He replied to Taehyung, Baby, you don't drink.

I don't drink, yeah, a reply came back. Two seconds later, his phone rang and Seokjin could only hear sniffling on the other end, so he said, "Where are you?" and cut the call as soon as he got an answer.

Seokjin rushed out, ignoring the night's cold wind nipping at his exposed skin. From the distance he could see a lean figure in a coat standing at the café's door. The café was still running - it would shut down in 30 minutes or so.

His curly hair grew long enough to cover his eyes but Seokjin could tell the boy had been crying. When he reached closer, Taehyung looked at him, his lips slightly trembling as he muttered an apology.

And, Seokjin for the first time understood what everyone meant when they said heartbreaks hurt. Because when he saw Taehyung sobbing, he could physically feel the pain in his heart, and it was unlike any pain that he had ever felt.

So, he pulled him into his embrace and whispered sweet nothings into his ear. When the other one seemed to calm down, he smoothed his palms against his soft bread cheeks. "What happened?"

Taehyung gulped, "W-Work is overwhelming."

"And?", he asked again because he seemed to hold back something.

"I've to go to J – I've to go out of Seoul for a week.", he spoke between sniffles, looking down at Seokjin's chest, fidgeting with the only button of his polo.

Seokjin rubbed his cheek and moved closer, "Isn't that a good thing?"

Finally, Taehyung lifted his eyes to look at him, "Ji – Everyone says I am naïve and stupid. So, I got scared and – I don't know. I wanted to see you to make sure I didn't imagine you, I - I didn't imagine all that we had. I miss you so much, so much. You said – you said we'll be back, an - and I trust you. But I am scared."

Fresh tears welled up in his eyes but Seokjin's thumb stopped them from falling past his cheeks. He leaned in to place a chaste kiss on his lips. "You, Kim Taehyung, are surreal to me and I spend every fucking day thinking about when I can have you back in my arms."

He felt Taehyung's lips on his as he bit him. It was night, the darkness helped cover them but Seokjin knew it still wasn't safe, so he slowly pulled apart. "I know I said no communication – not even texting but baby, you can text me if you want to talk to me. I will reply when I can. Okay?"

Taehyung nodded, with a slight frown.

Seokjin sighed and dragged him to the very narrow cul-de-sac at the backside of the café. He quickly glanced at their Kitchen's backdoor for anyone's presence. Taehyung only stared at him biting his lower lip and that sight was enough for Seokjin to throw caution to the wind and kiss him roughly, eliciting a guttural moan from the other.

Taehyung pulled him closer by his hair and kissed back, playing a game of dominance with their tongues. He then involuntarily pushed his hips forward and rubbed his crotch against the elder's, who now let out a groan, throwing his head back as he reveled in the pleasure of that friction.

"Fuck, Taehyung-ie.", he panted and spilled to his knees.

Taehyung let out a hollow breath as he heard the sound of his zipper and shivered when the cold hair hit his warm crotch. He bit on his lower lip and his hands grabbed onto Seokjin's soft hair as the latter's tongue played on his length. He thrusted repeatedly in a learnt rhythm and just as he saw white before his eyes, he tugged Seokjin's head away. He still came all over the other's chin and chest.

He fell to his knees, hastily trying to clean away the liquid spills when he saw Seokjin's eyes full of craving. He stopped what he was doing and kissed him. He slowly palmed over the elder's bulging pants and used the other hand to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Both of them moaned into each other's mouths as Taehyung ran his hand in motion over the hard shaft. As the movements became rapid, Seokjin's kisses became sloppier but Taehyung didn't mind. He loved it. He let go when he felt the warmth of the cum spilled over his hand and between their knees.

Seokjin let out a chuckle, "This is why we've to wait."

Taehyung chuckled too and then both fell into a fit of suppressed laughter.

As they adjusted their clothes, Seokjin asked, "Are you embarrassed because of what we just did?"

Taehyung blushed like he just did not bite into the other's shoulder while jerking off his dick. "No. It - It is just new."

"Yah! It is not like I did this before.", Seokjin gasped, looking offended by the other's response, to which Taehyung laughed and pecked him on his cheek.

"You'll go home safe, right? Hob-ah already left me a bunch of messages."

"Yeah.", Taehyung said as he dialed Brutus' number. "Text me once you reach."

Seokjin was already a few steps away but he turned back and threw him a flying kiss and Taehyung caught it and held it close against his chest.

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BRUTUS IS HIS DRIVER. I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT TO ADD HIM IN THE SUMMARY. I REALLY LIKE HIM.

Anyway, stay safe.

❤