Good boy (jikook)

Nothing's changed

taehyung was staring down a pretty twink from across the bar, he'd caught his eye the moment he walked into the club with his friends. he'd gone over to the bar to get a drink and stayed there mesmerized by the sway of the pretty boy's hips.

He was planning his move now.
Min yoongi had broken down his confidence and made him feel insecure. But he couldn't have his pity party continue the way it was going.

He was Kim fucking Taehyung after all and so what if he couldn't get Min Yoongi. Min Yoongi was in a league of his own and he wasn't sure who would even be deserving of the world's handsomest most talented baby boy.

Taehyung took a deep breath and raised up his drink and downed it in one gulp. Nothing like a good swing of his favorite beer to make him feel invincible. He made his way over to his target, lifting his shoulders.

Then he makes eye contact with someone else quickly approaching the boy on the floor as well. Taehyung scoffed, as if anyone could outstage him.
"Hi handsome, I was wondering when you'd finally make an appearance." The man said, long dark lashes fluttering. Now that Taehyung was up close he could truly appreciate the stranger's beauty.
His mind drifted thinking about beauty. He thinks about the shape of Min Yoongi's eyes. The soft edges of his nose, his pouty kissable lips-

"I walked in and saw you and suddenly I was all out of courage." Taehyung said, the guy chuckles softly, drink still in hand. This is what he's good at.
Jimin could manipulate and Taehyung well, Taehyung could persuade.
"I'm sorry to interrupt-"

Taehyung turned around and his jaw almost dropped. He was face to face with Jung Hoseok.
"I have been looking for a dance partner all night and-" The rapper stopped talking to take the male's hand to twirl him around. "I think you're the one." He concluded, eyes twinkling from the lights in the club.
Taehyung scoffed to himself.
"I'm flattered but I think-" the man stopped to turn to Taehyung waiting for him to introduce himself. "Taehyung." "I think Taehyung here was going to ask me for a dance, isn't that right?" The man said voice all smooth and slow.

Was he really about to turn down A platinum record holding rapper for Taehyung or was this just a fever dream?

Fuck, he is cute.
"Well I can assure you that I'm quite the dancer." Hoseok said with a smirk, catching Taehyung's glare at the corner of his eye.

Two girl came towards them, one of them crunched over groaning as the other one practically held her up.
"I think Ah eun is done for the night please help me get her home." The girl carrying the other pleaded to the male.
He excuses himself from besides the two men.
"Such a shame, guess I won't be dancing tonight, why don't you two dance together in my stead." The male said gathering the sick girl's body into his own and leading her to the door, he turns and gives both of the guys a cute wave goodbye.

"Fuck, now that's an ass." Hoseok complimented as he walked away.
"What the hell was that?!" Taehyung exclaimed once the male was out of area shot. On any other day, Taehyung would not be at the club yelling at one of his idols. He would be freaking out, trying to get them to sign his forehead or something but he was sexually frustrated. Not just sexually frustrated but also a little emotionally malnourished.

He needed this hook up, needed to feel like Kim Taehyung again. And out of all the people who could walk into the trap he was setting for the handsomest guy in the whole venue it was Jung Hoseok.
"I was in the middle of something." He insisted.
"Don't take it personally kid, it's a fight to eat world out here and I was definitely ready to eat." Hoseok said lifting up his drink to bid him goodbye before turning around and disappearing into further into the night club.