Hoseok POV
I can't do anything but sit here frozen in shock, watching the beautiful blonde storm out of the bar. It shatters my heart into pieces, though I know it's entirely my fault. I should've known better when I agreed to come here early so that I could meet up with Taehyung. I should've known he'd fuck me over like this.
Whimpering softly, I drop my head into my hands as I rest my elbows on the counter in front of me. I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping desperately that the tears won't fall as I sit here, knowing that my ex is watching with probably glee.
It's not long before I feel a familiar hand on my back. I try not to wince at it, knowing this will only cause me more trouble that what I've already gotten myself into.
"Hey, Hobi. Is everything okay?" Taehyung coos softly from beside me. I clench my hands into fists, trying hard not to just punch him.
"This is you're fucking fault! I thought you had something actually important to talk about! You probably just made me lose my boyfriend!" I snap angrily, working had not to hit him. Tae simply tsks me though.
"Now, now. Hobi, you didn't have to agree to come out here. Besides, were the two of you really ever anything serious? I've watching Yoongi hyung from afar a few times. All he really gives a damn about is his music. I doubt he ever really gave a shit about you." Tae challenges. I glare at him through watery eyes.
"You wouldn't know a damned thing about him. You don't fucking know him at all." I growl despite knowing he's right. It's been clear from day one that I met him this week that his music holds the utmost importance to him. And technically, since I never specified on Tuesday what I wanted 'us' to be, what 'this' was, we don't really have any labels. We've called each other the stupid little pet names occasionally throughout the week, but we never really specified what exactly we've got going on between us.
"If you really have feelings for Yoongi hyung and not me, Hobi, then prove it." Tae says with a smirk. I frown in confusion, not understanding what he's getting at.
"What-" Though, before I can completely question it, I feel his lips against mine. Almost immediately, I try to push him away, not wanting to cause more issues that I'll end up having to fix later on with Yoongi. However, he doesn't let me push him away, keeping our lips locked for a minute despite my attempts to break it. Though, at some point, my body begins to betray my brain as I give into the kiss. The feeling of familiar soft lips moving against mine, I begin to give in and let my lips move in sync with Tae's. Giving up the fight completely, Taehyung finally pulls away with a small smirk, leaning into my ear.
"Come on, baby. You've gotta be feeling pretty lonely right now and I know how needy you can get. Just come back to my place and I can fix that right up." Tae whispers huskily in my ear, hands rubbing up and down the insides of my thighs. I can't help but lean into him, the remnants of alcohol still fuzzing my brain and body up enough to lean my forehead against his shoulder and nod. I gasp lightly when I feel his hand move over the growing bulge in my pants, applying a bit of pressure there as he slowly begins to palm me.
"I wanna hear it, baby. I wanna hear you say that you wanna come home with me tonight." Tae whispers softly, pressing a kiss behind me ear as I moan softly at all of the touches and stimulation.
"Y-Yeah, Tae. I-I w-wanna g-go home w-with y-you tonight." I moan out, leaning my hips forward a bit to get more pressure from his hand as he continues stroking me through my pants. I faintly hear him chuckle softly.
"Always so needy. Especially when you're intoxicated. Come on, baby. Let's get you home so that we can take care of you properly." Tae murmurs in my ear before pulling away from me completely. I whine out in protest, disliking the sudden lack of contact from my sensitive length as he takes my hand and begins to pull me towards the exit of the bar.
"I know, baby. I know. Don't worry, I'll fix you up real good when we get home." Tae chuckles, continuing to pull me through the crowds and finally out into the cool nighttime air.
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