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Chapter Fifteen
Seokjin is just sitting on the comfort of Taehyung's sofa while the model is just standing infront of him giving a very worried look at the younger.
"Stop, Jin. That fucker doesnt deserve your tears." Taehyung said through gritted teeth.
He just couldnt understand as to why Seokjin still wants to put up with Jungkook's bullshit when they are clearly not going to solve anything from what they called relationship.
Taehyung sat next to the younger making him shift his position so that they're facing one another.
The model hates how the younger's beautiful eyes became swollen and his nose turning into slightest shade of red because of too much crying, all because of his bastard of a boyfriend.
"It hurts so much." Seokjin sobbed.
The model bit his lower lips and immediately reached our for Seokjin's hand as another set of tears slipped out from his eyes.
Taehyung gave his hand a sligt squeeze when he heard the younger hicupped while trying so hard to prevent any crying sound from coming out of his mouth.
He's probably reaching his limit. Taehyung knows that the younger is never the one to admit the pain that he is feeling no matter how it hurts. Now, hearing him saying that it's hurting makes Taehyung's heart fell knowing that he really is having a hard time putting up with all of this.
"What's with me, Tae? Why am I not enough?" Seokjin asked in between sob.
Taehyung shook his head caressing the younger's hand using the pad of his thumb.
"Baby, no. You are so beautiful in so many ways. He's the dumb one for not appreciating what you have."
Those words from the model made Seokjin stopped. He bit his lower lips wiping his tears away before looking at the model straight from his eyes.
He stared at Taehyung admiring the sincerity that his every stares held. The way the model's hands are caressing his hand trying to make him feel better. He appreciated it, all or it.
Seokjin leaned closer shutting his eyes closed ignoring the loud beating of his heart as he crashed his lips against the model who looks so stunned because of the sudden boldness of the younger.
Taehyung slowly wrapped his arms around Seokjin making him sit on his lap as he caressed the side of the younger's waist making Seokjin whimpered because of his warm touches.
Seokjin kissed Taehyung with so slowly making sure that he's conveying the right feelings. Though, he's not sure as to what kind of feelings he is trying to show to the model. Is it gratitude and just that?
The younger tilted his head gasping for air when Taehyung finally stopped kissing his lips only to trail kisses down his neck and collarbone nibbling and sucking it making sure to leave a fresh purple marks that will be good for a few days.
"You're so beautiful, baby." Taehyung whispered as he went back to the younger's lips.
He licked Seokjin's lips biting the side of it before sliding his tongue against the younger's wet cavern exploring every sides making sure to get a taste of everything from the younger.
Seokjin kissed Taehyung with so much intensitiy with his eyes screwed shut remembering the beautiful face of the model. He moaned when he felt Taehyung's hand sliding inside of his shirt up to his chest giving it a slight squeeze.
It was as if Seokjin was pulled back into a wild dream when he pulled away from the model who's looking at him with now lustful eyes.
Seokjin is sitting on top of Taehyung with his hand pressed against the older's chest. He bit his lower lip shaking his head wanting to calm himself down trying to sink in what he just did.
"Im so.. im so sorry, Taehyung." He said with his cheeks flushed a deep red.
He was about to get off from the model's lap but Taehyung immediately gripped his waist tighter looking at the make-up artist with so much intensity.
"What exactly are you sorry for, pretty?" Taehyung said in a raspy voice.
Seokjin bit his lower lips getting turned on because of Taehyung's even more deep voice.
"For.. for kissing you," he bit his lower lips, "I shouldnt have done that. I was sad and you doesnt deserve to be kissed just because I was-"
Taehyung cut off his word's by biting his lower lip before kissing him fully on the mouth. Seokjin's eyes widened in surprised but immediately gave into the feeling as he wrapped both of his arms around Taehyung's neck leaning even more to deepen the kiss.
Taehyung pulled away as they realized that they're running out of breathe already.
"It's okay, baby. Kiss me when your sad, lonely and heartbroken. I dont f*****g care." Taehyung said.
He pulled Seokjin down kissing his neck only to give it kitten licks after that made the younger let out a small moan that sent Taehyung on edge.
"You can f*****g use me anytime, baby," Taehyung kissed the younger, "Throw me when you're done. I'll be fine with that if its you." He whispered.
Seokjin shook his head not really wanting to hear those words from Taehyung knowing that a man in his calibre doesnt deserve anything near those situation.
How can he do that to Kim Taehyung?
The younger tilted his neck hissing as he pushed his head back when Taehyung's hand keeps roaming around his body and he is not doing anything to stop it. If anything, he wants more.
"Tae.. taehyung." He moaned.
Taehyung cupped the younger's butt groping it tighter that made Seokjin screamed. The model gave Seokjin's lips an attention licking every side of it as if trying to trace and remember its perfect shape before giving him sloppy kisses which Seokjin gladly returned.
Taehyung stopped pressing their forehead against one another before giving Seokjin a quick peck on the lips. He smiled while staring right into the beautiful man's eyes liking how he looks like a mess right now- a mess only for Taehyung.
"Dont let him kiss you anymore, okay?" Taehyung said in a possesive tone.
Though, he knows that he doesnt deserve to order Seokjin anything especially something like that when he is still in a relationship with someone whether or not it's working or breaking.
Seokjin let out a faint smile giving the model a quick peck on the lips before slowly nodding his head.
"Yes, Tae. This is yours." He said in almost a whisper.
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