warning: mentions of mature scenes/words
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It was almost as if everyone became a walking temptation. All of a sudden girls who he never saw as attractive were the hottest in the room.
He honestly couldn't even believe himself, it hadn't even been a full 24 hours yet since he made the deal with Taehyung and here he was already dying for some sexual company. It was like putting candy in front of a big baby and telling them not to touch it, pure torture. The more you tell someone they can't have something, the more they want it, and damn did Jungkook need it.
But no, he was stronger than this, he has to be stronger than this.
Usually Mondays were the longest day of the week, but this particular Thursday was definitely taking the cake.
Meetings lasted longer, paperwork seemed endless, blouses appeared to be unbuttoned and skirts were definitely shorter. What a great day to be Jeon Jungkook.
That's why as soon as the clock struck 5 he was out the office door and racing to his car. He seriously couldn't understand why this was taking such a toll on him. He can't be so dependant on his sex life that it actually pains him to know he can't have sex. And he only has to last until tomorrow, so why is this such a big deal?
He put his briefcase on the seat beside him and began pulling out the car park, his thoughts still swirling as he began to drive home.
Should he go see a psychologist? Clearly he has a sex problem. But no, that would prove Taehyung right and that's not really something he wants to do, at least not so soon.
And Taehyung, ugh he was another problem on his own. How did he still not remember him? Was he seriously that drunk? It still bruised Jungkook's ego that he didn't remember their night together because Jungkook couldn't get it out of his head to this day.
Something within him wants nothing more than to be with Taehyung like that again, to see him completely wrecked just for him, moaning but this time it'll be his name, kissing his lips and anywhere else he wants it. But why? Aside from the fact that he's drop dead gorgeous obviously, he's also a genuinely nice person and that's more than Jungkook can say about his other hook-ups. But then again, he's never really been the neighbour of one of them, let alone had time to get to know them.
So Taehyung, well he's definitely different, but is it enough to break his pact? Probably not, no one's ever been worth it since him...
But why is he still dwelling on the past, it's not like he's coming back. He left for good.
Luckily for Jungkook though, his apartment block came into view and that meant his weird long thought process could come to a halt.
He slowed the car down and expertly reversed into his reserved parking bay. Once he'd parked, he put off the engine and grabbed his briefcase, opened the door and stepped out the car.
He began walking towards the elevator, but stopped as soon as he saw Taehyung's parking bay empty.
It was probably the desperation talking, but the empty parking bay suddenly sparked something in Jungkook's mind.
If Taehyung wasn't home, that meant he had some time. To do what? Well, this is Jeon Jungkook we're talking about. Needless to say, it had him running to the elevator and frustratingly pressing the button for his floor hoping it'd make it go faster. It didn't.
When he reached his floor he shot out the elevator and ran to his door, opening it quickly before shutting it closed. With a quick intake of breath he threw his briefcase and car keys onto the side table by the door and ran to his room, clothes disappearing one by one.
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