of all people | ʲᶦʰᵒᵖᵉ |pt. 1

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"you're attractive, i'll be brave and say it since i'm sure it's not the first you've received that same compliment," hoseok jokingly smiled before continuing. "i mean, i have nothing to lose, you're probably going to forget about me anyways, so what's the point?" he sipped his lemon drop once more.

the man chuckled a bit at what the boy had said, "don't get all high and mighty now. you're acting as if you haven't had secret admirers, been called hot.. very hot, and beautiful," he sipped on his drink. "you probably don't have anything to lose since i'm sure you're aware that you're 'IT' people probably swoon over you, and you probably don't even acknowledge it," both males hadn't even faced each other  yet, as they both spoke facing towards the bar, staring at the many cupboards that surrounded the walls. 

"look who's getting all high and mighty now," the curly head laughed. hoseok heard a bit of shuffling before feeling the full presence of a body right beside him. the seat next to him was filled, and it was the man.

"the name's  jimin," he faced hoseok, placing out a hand forward for a greeting,

it was a bit surprising honestly, but hoseok was brave and stood his ground. he's been in situations like these many times, but this time it felt different. "hoseok," he greeted back with a small smile.

the boy could feel his cheeks heating up, taking note of how hot this guy actually was. the man wore a white plain t shirt that fitted like a glove perfectly onto his torso, as it outlined his toned muscled biceps, looking absolutely amazing. hoseok's eyes traveled to the mans arms, all toned muscle with a few veins popping out of his hands here and there. many rings littered his fingers, his pants were simple black jeans that outlined his toned legs, nice ass, and he simply wore all black saint Laurent Chelsea boots.

hoseok's hands held onto his glass, cautiously as he wasn't even aware of him doing so. he took in all this mans features. they were sharp like a hawk, his plumped lips glistening form the amount of times jimin had licked them. his black hair neatly and nicely parted. yeah, he was fucking attractive.

"what's got you all in a daze?" the man now known as jimin, asked as if he didn't know the answer to his pointless question.

"n-nothing, i was just thinking," he cursed himself for stuttering.

"about?"

"nothing."

"thinking about nothing? well, that's interesting," the smirk on jimin's face slowly continued to grow. downing down the last bit of kamikaze before being poured a second glass.

"fuck you," hoseok had placed one hand on his face, trying to calm down as his heart was racing.

jimin was amused. very amused and hoseok was the cause of it.  it was funny to him how hoseok came out all daring and brave, but seemed to shy away and easily get flustered just from the small flirting jimin did to him. jimin loved it.

"like i said, you're beautiful," jimin sipped his drink before leaning into the ear of hoseok's. "and i'd like to fuck you too,"

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he really honestly had no idea what he was doing. but it seemed the mind of hosoek's had a mind of its own. both males were currently in messy room somewhere in the building, disheveled hair, hands roaming around their bodies, the sounds of lips smacking here and there from time to time.

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