VILLAINOUS | TK

xx. committing sins

Taehyung woke up due to knocks on his door. Grumbling, he stood up sleepily and opened his door. Through his droopy eyes he could see Namjoon wearing a surprised look.

Yes, the future queen, stood by his door with messy hair, probably dried drool on the corner of his lips and a bloated face from sleep. How embarrassing. When a wave of realization hit him, Taehyung slammed his door shut with widened eyes.

"Oh god! Quick, quick." He murmured in panic while he opened the door of his bathroom. Taehyung swiftly bent over the sink, splashed water onto his face, brushed his teeth and combed his hair.

Once done, he dashed to the door with a sheepish smile on his lips. "Sorry about that." He let out in a small voice as he scratched the nape of his neck.

Namjoon smiled at him and shook his head dismissively. The pink haired inwardly sighed in relief. He stepped aside, beckoning the demon to enter the room.

The dark haired male only shook his head again. "Ah no need. I just came here to inform you that sire is requesting for your presence in his room." Namjoon stated.

Taehyung blushed a bit. Why did Jeongguk need him? And in his room? The pink haired male's mind couldn't help but wonder, inappropriate images flashing before him.

He blushed harder at his thoughts. Erase, erase, erase. What has gotten into him today? Taehyung sighed to himself and nodded to Namjoon with a smile.

"I'll be there in a bit." He said as the demon before him nodded and bowed before leaving. Taehyung's eyes widened by the gesture, ah right, he was the future queen after all. Does that mean every demon would bow to him now?

He couldn't help but feel flustered. Shaking his head, he closed his door and got dressed. There wasn't much in his wardrobe, most of them were revealing and Taehyung cursed at whoever brought them for him to wear.

He had just worn the 'proper' clothes in his closet and he hadn't got the chance to wash them. Biting his lip, Taehyung settled with short shorts that reached mid-thigh and a fluffy sweater.

It wasn't that revealing but he still felt uncomfortable wearing such short shorts. Nonetheless, he wore it and sprayed perfume all over him before leaving his room.

Humming a random tune in his mind, Taehyung walked down the hall. He knocked on the black double door, the feeling of the wood against his knuckles very familiar.

He sighed at the painful memory of his fist banging against the door. When a few moments flew by and the door had yet to be opened, he grumbled under his breath with a pout and checked the door. It was unlocked.

Although confused, Taehyung slowly twisted one door open. Jeongguk was nowhere to be seen. Where was he? He questioned to himself.

He hesitantly walked into the room, closing the door behind him. The dark grey walls and the furniture around the room were all too familiar to him.

Even though Jeongguk was so scary at that time, Taehyung couldn't help but giggle at the memory. Time surely pass by so fast. It was as if it was only yesterday when he laid on the same bed he currently sat on, crying.

The sound of the shower running answered Taehyung's question about the devil's whereabouts. He softly ran his fingers against the sheets on Jeongguk's bed as he waited.

He looked around the room, nothing changed at all. Well, it had only been a few months. How many months had passed by? Was it two? Ah yes, two months and a half.

When the shower stopped running, Taehyung was brought back to reality. He turned his head to face the door of the bathroom, but that was the biggest mistake he made in his life — well, except for obeying the devil when he told him to stay in his place two months and a half back in time.

Taehyung shrieked loudly, his two delicate hands coming in front of his eyes to block his vision. He quickly turned to face the front, a deep shade of red coloring the apples of his cheeks.

He had just seen the most beautiful torso in his life. God, why was Jeongguk so perfect? Taehyung gulped thickly, the image of crystal clear water cascading down the devil's toned abs was just pure sin. Jeongguk himself was a sin. Yet, he couldn't help but imagine his fingers running up those abs as he bounced-

An amused chuckle cut off his train of sexual thoughts. He was so thankful for that chuckle, even though it was teasing him, he was glad it stopped his mind from creating more images of himself and Jeongguk getting intimate. Surely, there must've been something wrong with him today.

"You liked the view, petal?" He flinched at the sudden sound of Jeongguk's voice so close to his ears. Taehyung yelped, his body backing away from the devil, causing him to lay flat against the mattress.

He gulped thickly, his heart pounding against his chest erratically. Jeongguk smirked at him and slowly hovered above his small frame.

"I see you finally chose to wear more of the clothes I gave you." Jeongguk uttered out, his hand running up and down Taehyung's exposed thigh. The pink haired male stuttered out an exhale, loving Jeongguk's rough hand on his skin.

"You were the one who chose those?!" He whisper shouted, not wanting to speak so loud, afraid to ruin the intimacy between them. A chuckle was what he got as a reply.

A few seconds of silence passed by, just Jeongguk running his hand on Taehyung's thigh and the two just staring into each other. Slowly, with each second passing by, the pink haired could feel himself losing it.

Taehyung looked into the devil's eyes. With the ravenette hovering above him, in nothing but a towel on his lower half, he was so so tempted to feel Jeongguk's muscles against his palms.

Gulping once more, he slowly lifted his hands to grip at Jeongguk's muscly biceps. He gasped softly at the hardness of it. The ravenette only stared at him with a smirk, clearly enjoying the pink haired lose control.

"Jeongguk," Taehyung whispered, his voice thick with need that he almost didn't recognize it. He didn't know what he was asking for, but all he knew was that he wanted to feel the ravenette.

Jeongguk leaned in, his lips attacking the pink haired male's neck. The pretty human let out a whimper, blushing deeply at the sound he just made.

He tilted his head back, allowing more access to his skin. He could feel Jeongguk smirk against his neck. The ravenette sucked harder, tainting the once smooth golden skin with his marks.

Taehyung moaned loudly when Jeongguk sucked at a particular spot just below his ear. The devil chuckled lowly, his soft lips nibbling on his ear.

Just when the pretty male gripped harder onto Jeongguk's biceps, the ravenette leaned away. Taehyung whined, missing the feeling of the devil's soft lips on his skin.

He looked up, dark hooded eyes meeting his. Right then and there, he knew that if the devil was a sin, he wouldn't think twice to become a sinner, a slave to his touch.

"Jeongguk," Taehyung whispered again, indicating that he wanted more. But Jeongguk only wrapped his arms around him and stood up, causing Taehyung to sit up straight.

"Why did you need me here?" Taehyung asked, tilting his head to the side. The ravenette stared at his neck, chest swollen with pride at the marks on his golden skin.

"I wanted to have breakfast with you. I'll just get dressed, petal." Jeongguk let out. The pink haired blushed profusely at the nickname. If the name shocked him, then what more when Jeongguk leaned in and pecked his forehead.

Taehyung swore his heart skipped a beat at the sweet gesture. He could hear the loud pound of his heart and he felt so afraid and embarrassed that the ravenette might hear it as well.

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a/n: my head is a mess of songs.
the whole bts japanese album, play and maria- they're killing me, but i love itttt