Unedited as usual.
And just like usual, Taehyun was gone before the sun could fully rise. Beomgyu sighed as he woke up grumpily, feeling cold against the black sheets. He wished the warmth woke him up not the gloom of the morning. "Wait- 6:00 pm? How long did I sleep?!" He was surprised, he felt rather tired, sighing as he dragged himself towards the bathroom, a shower could help.
It certainly did.
A brilliant idea suddenly struck him now that he was fully awake, "Should I visit him?" He smiled at the thought, he had never visited the infamous KTH building itself, he was curious and giddy. Also, that gives him an opportunity to move forward with his motive to make Taehyun trust him, really, how had he not realised this earlier? Their conversations were always about him, he knew very little about the blonde, he had tried a couple of times but he never quite got the enthusiastic answer he looked for, Taehyun instead had him talk about himself and ofcourse he complied, he loved talking about himself.
Beomgyu rummaged through his clothes, although Taehyun had made him clothes that were out of his comfort zone, the younger had very clearly mentioned how he liked it more when Beomgyu dressed like himself, the 'dress-up' is supposed to be just for fun and a change. And what does Beomgyu normally dress like? A softie and a casual bee, commence.
It's nothing exceptional, he'll simply take their dinner there and surprise Taehyun. All comfy and domestic, they hadn't had much of those moments either. He'll have to wait till the office hours are over though, which gives him an hour and a half to get ready. If Beomgyu knew anything about Taehyun's feelings towards him, it would be the fact that Taehyun liked how he looked, he was open about it, so why not put that beauty to some use?
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An embodiment of dark beauty, that's what KTH was. Beomgyu's figure looked out of place within those walls, as if a cotton ball was placed between stacks of graphite and lead, it was astonishing that he felt both uncomfortable and mesmerised by his surroundings. That's when a sudden tickle of anxiety rushed through his veins, 'Is this even a good idea?' 'Will Taehyun get mad at me?' questions he should've asked himself before entering this place now winded upon him like a storm. 'Am I overstepping the boundaries?'
But his mind knows, he'll climb these walls someday or the other. His heart flutters at the thought of being the only person Taehyun could trust and talk to. His mind asks for a deeper connection, one that brings them closer, in all aspects he could imagine. Slowly, these feelings and thoughts would emerge from the back of his subconscious and he'll kneel down, all at the mercy of his feelings but now, is not the time, he's better off being clueless and anxious.
'Should I leave?' the mesmerizing nature of the surroundings lessened as his discomfort grew. He turned around, ready to get going, his anxiety got the better of him, but that's when he heard the voice getting clearer by the second as footsteps echoed along, "You know that I trust you, so don't worry, I'll tell you if something happens." For fucks sake.
All the anxious rumblings were replaced by this sudden burst of anger that ignited in his veins, pure rage, pure jealousy and a mixed byproduct of sadness. "Yep, you too... Take care, Nana."
Taehyun hung up on the call and was about to make a turn when his eyes landed on a particularly angry-looking softball. "Beomgyu?" He called, his voice full of amusement. But his call was ignored because all Beomgyu saw at that moment was red, 'Why in the fucking hell did this Jaemin guy exist?' 'To make me feel like an incompetent loser of some sort?!' 'Oh must be so nice having all of Taehyun's trust, haha look at me, you can never be me!' Beomgyu considered himself to be sane but with all these thoughts running through his head, you'll have to question that. He just wants this Jaemin guy to not exist, 'Taehyun should only have me!' who was the obsessed one again?
"Darling? Baby? Sugar?- Oh thank God! I thought you were petrified or something." Beomgyu blinked, startling himself as he realised that Taehyun had come closer, "Now, may I ask the purpose of your visit?" Taehyun took a step back, eyes shamelessly scanning him. What was this rollercoaster of emotions he was feeling? One moment he's anxious, next he's angry and now he's shy. "Not that I am complaining," oh how Beomgyu loved having the blonde's eyes on him, especially when they were full of admiration and ogling at him. Taehyun smirked as his gaze trailed down to the exposed waist in front of him, crop tops are a great invention indeed, "quite pleased, actually."
Beomgyu looked really pretty, from the slight gloss on his lips to the endearing mannerisms, with his eyes cast down and hands behind his back. The shorts leaving his thighs on full display did something to Taehyun. God forbid him for all the sinful images that crossed his mind.
"I um- thought we could eat dinner together," Beomgyu said as he raised the takeout bag, "We haven't been spending much time together." Beomgyu pouted, Taehyun did not like that, he should have paid more attention to him, look at him all sad and pouty, he looked adorable though. "That's true, I am sorry love," Taehyun cupped his face with both his hands, the cold metal of the rings against his own warm skin sent shivers down the brunette's spine. Quite a dynamic, in accordance with their clothing, with Taehyun all covered up in black and Beomgyu in soft pink, with a lack of clothing and more of pale skin. The long fingers travelled down to rest at his nape interlocked with each other, while the thumbs propped his chin up, forcing him to look up.
"Why don't I show you around first?" Taehyun raised an eyebrow in question but honestly, he was more focused on toying with Beomgyu's face and examining it than getting an answer, "Sure, yeah." "Good." he let his hands drop smiling smugly, "walk in front, for me, will you?" Beomgyu just nodded dimly as he slowly walked ahead, feeling self-conscious as he walked in complete silence, "nice ass!" he felt his cheeks burn and Taehyun chuckled from beside him as his arm slid to grab onto the brunette's waist, "this is going to be fun," he sure was shameless.
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Beomgyu was wrong, this wasn't just dark beauty, "What was the inspiration behind this?" "Nightclub." Fair.
"Why such extreme and non-traditional designs though?" Beomgyu was curious, this was quite unusual even for a fashion designing studio, "For creative stimulus and employee loyalty," "eh?" Taehyun smiled, "this job requires a lot of creativity and innovative ideas, so you need to keep your employees- for lack of better words, well fed. An individual cannot always rely on internal forces for creative ideas, therefore I provide them with the external forces, that is, extreme workplaces, and if the employees like the place they work at, they'd hardly want to leave." And that made a hell of sense but Beomgyu was more impressed at the realisation that Taehyun talked in long sentences when he spoke about his work, interesting. "So are there different environments here or just the nightclub?" "Nope, this is usually for erotica-themed ones."
"Fusion of nature and modernism," there, Taehyun was rambling, explaining each part of the building, to properly put it, he was nerding out and oh was Beomgyu enjoying it, this is the most he had ever heard the blonde talk, Beomgyu might have just gained an important tool, to move forward with his whole 'make him trust me' plan. With all the different sorts of architecture, Taehyun's hands wrapped around him, and his words taking space in his mind, Beomgyu couldn't help but smile wide, it was a unique experience, one he'd cherish.
Nature and modern 'cubicles' for the cool colour palette and elegant and nature themes.
Old money for structurally simple and chic themes.
Abstract walls for the indefinite and miscellaneous.
Cyberpunk for retro futurism. in
It was as if you were walking through multiple dimensions, a whole world in itself, truly even a hater would be impressed. And as he got to know, these places were also used for ramp walks and for photoshoot backgrounds, with AI technology too, in a zone that let you choose the background if none suited your taste, credits to the man behind this, pure devotion and hard work was all you could see. Even in his office, random designs here and there, files upon files stacked on the shelf, sewing materials sprawled across a huge table, multiple sketches pinned to the display board, it was chaos in order.
Beomgyu pulled down on his crop top as the cool air hit his skin, the blonde's arms were not around him to give him warmth, he placed the takeout bag on the table beside him quickly wrapping his arms around himself. Taehyun was in front of him, peering down at him through glazed eyes, his movements were painfully slow as if he knew it was rocking some nerve within Beomgyu that was making him shiver with unease.
He leaned against the wall as Taehyun drew nearer, their bodies were now pressed against each other, Taehyun's hand lightly gripped on his throat while Beomgyu's rested on his chest, the grip tightened slightly evoking a pleasing sound out of Beomgyu, the younger smirked, not meeting the older's eyes during this, "Taehyun, what are you doing-"
'Wouldn't you like to know?' He rolled his eyes, unimpressed at the question. 'I might just take your life and make it mine to control, would you like that?' Taehyun tilted his head to the side in wonder, while the other free hand snaked around the pale waist pulling him even closer, 'Would you like for me to go, rogue, because my mind asks for more and it isn't pretty,' his thumb reaches up to coddle with the older's lower lip, "Do you think I am stupid?" he sneered out of the blue, his eyes now meeting Beomgyu's, stern and piercing, stare laced with desire and something questioning.
Taehyun chuckled haughtily when he received no verbal response but just stammering heaves of the brunette's chest. He carefully observed and inspected every detail, savouring each response he could evoke out of Beomgyu with these little touches, toying with Beomgyu's face, how his head fell back with even the slightest pressure against his skin, he flexed his fingers eyeing the various grips they formed around Beomgyu's neck.
This wasn't something new, the good old tactic of making people talk about themselves and things they like, he has been a subject to that multiple times and each time he was curt with the replies and did mind these interrogations but with Beomgyu, he didn't mind, simply didn't care to think of the motive rather he liked it, so- he complied.
He watches as Beomgyu leans into his touch, even though he's scared, "Don't be scared darling," he gripped his jaw, cold fingers not settling on one expression, rough against the jaw, soft and tender against the flush of his cheeks, Beomgyu slammed his thighs together in desperation, he was loving this, to be the only subject of his love and attention, trembling with fear? Yes. But the excitement? Sweaty palms, uneven breaths, rapid heartbeat, yes. "I was cooperating well, wasn't I?" Taehyun smirked against his lips before crashing them with his, smiling into the kiss, full of pride when Beomgyu desperately pulled him closer the very second.
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Another chapter done!
Don't mind the interiors much, I just wanted to give you guys some references, a few of them were just hotel lobbies I believe lol-
Did not proof read so ignore the mistakes ;)
Ehem ehem, vote or else-