Jin. Slumped in deep dejection, his unpleasant experiences scarred him for life. He thought he wasn't capable of falling in love, but he was wrong. He fell in love with Taehyung. A man twice his age, married and husband of the man he wanted to seek...
Pretentious people are like cross-stitch pieces, They look fine and pretty at the front, But twisted and messed up at the back
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Have you ever pretended you are happy but deep inside you're dying? Or do you like someone but deep inside, you want to slap them hard?
I guess that's where I am good at.
Pretending.
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SEOKJIN
The whole flight home was rocking. Sex. We were having sex on the plane. Was it fun? It was! It was nice to be part of the High Miles Club. Well, I wasn't sure if it was really fun.
Taehyung loved it when I am on top. He was grunting and moaning the whole time. I wondered if his husband hated it on top. Because if you will ask me, I loved being dominant in bed. In this case, in an airplane bed and seat.
Was I afraid? Right now, I couldn't feel a single trace of worry, doubt, or fear. Was I happy? I was. Was I contented? A person like me would never be contented. I wanted more but at the same time, I know exactly where I stood.
"I will surely dream about you," Taehyung whispered while his lips glided on my collar bones. We just finished another session and I was still on top of him, our bodies clutched together.
"You're lucky our names sounded the same. You have an excuse just in case you call my name while you're making love with your husband," I climbed down from his seat and picked up my clothes sprawled on the airplane floor.
Taehyung smirked while his eyes traveled all over my naked body. "I still wonder why you're so calm while saying that. Aren't you jealous?"
I chuckled hearing that from him. "I have no right to be jealous because I am just the other man."
Taehyung pulled me down making me sit on his lap. It surprised me that his member was still semi-hard. "Stop saying that. I promise you, I will give you enough attention."
Hearing that from him made me want to roll down the floor and laugh. How could a married man say that? "My Taehyung, I will repeat what I said, I am certain of what I am in your life. Please don't speak of empty promises."
Pulling away from his hold, I stood up and looked at him. "The plane will land in an hour. Better be ready."
I heard him sigh. To be honest, I wasn't expecting the outcome to be like this. I knew I told Yoongi that once I arrived home, I am already holding Taehyung in my hand. I never knew it would come true. He was hard to get. He rejected me a couple of times. I thought the reason was, he was a loyal husband. But on the other hand, I knew he was only loyal to his need from me. And eventually, when those needs changed, he would leave me.
