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Taehyung woke with a smile but his body ached from the stress that had thrust itself into his life, he inhaled deeply because one of those stresses had a name… Jeon Jungkook. He rubbed his eye with his index finger and with a paused blink, tried to remember falling asleep last night but presumed he must have crashed out as soon as his head hit the pillow. He hadn’t expected Jungkook to be so hostile when he first arrived at the park but he also hadn’t expected to have his messages ignored either. In fact, he no longer knew what to expect when it came to Jungkook because he was so confusing and maddening most of the time. During the three days that he was fighting to save his reputation, his legal team doing everything in their power to get media outlets gagged, he hadn't once considered that Jungkook would be so bothered by the lack of communication. In his world everyone was busy and going without contact for a few days was normal, even with his family. When it came to ex partners, he would have dates scheduled and very little communication in between, so this was all very unfamiliar territory.
He reached for his phone and bleariness clouded his eyes as he looked at the time, he had a busy day ahead and could definitely have done without a 6am start, his body protesting as he sat up. He sent a text to the masseuse he used, requesting an urgent appointment in the hope that it would sort out the pain he felt as his muscles complained, probably from the three nights spent on the couch in his office. There was a text from Jimin which he read and laughed at, then hovering over Jungkook’s name, the last two messages on there a reminder of how bloody minded the busker could be.
KTH
Good morning 😊
But today was the start of a new day where he really did want to make it up to Jungkook so he knew he hadn’t ignored him on purpose. He wanted to forget the last three days for many reasons, where Jungkook was concerned, he would like to continue from Sunday when he felt they’d connected. The phone call was an extension of the fun parts of Saturday, the texts and conversation on the phone were suddenly fuelled by the kiss, the brief connection of lips had given them confidence and he thought things had changed.
JK
Good morning. Did you sleep?
KTH
Yes I did, thank you for asking.
JK
It’s good that you slept. Good luck tying up those loose ends today.
KTH
I prefer to be tied up. Have a good day, I will hear from you this evening.
JK
You will.
If Taehyung was honest, he’d had doubts about his guesswork about the type of lover Jungkook was, he flustered so easily that he came across as quite timid but the way he took over the kiss as they lay in the park last night told Tae that he was right and he was sure Jungkook could handle a little blushing every now and again. The problem was that Tae was enjoying the fact he could make him blush and liked to see just how blatant he could be before shyness won.
The shower made him feel more human, even though he had a shower in his office, the situation had taken over everything and he didn’t have the time. It became pretty serious at one point with other news and media outlets threatening to break with the fake news and Tae’s legal team spent hours on the phone sending them the documents including the one that said they would be liable for slander if they went ahead after receiving the evidence. Taehyung knew what negativity could do for his business, there were cases where bad press was good press but when it attacked his personal reputation, the trust other companies had in him would disperse and he stood to lose everything. They’d managed to stop any further news stories from breaking, Tae spent a long time on video call with the couple who owned Heiwana ki, they also released a statement confirming that Purple Aura hadn’t ever acted inappropriately and that if it hadn’t been for Taehyung, they may never have been able to reopen at all. With business doing well, it was always Taehyung’s intention to hand the business back to the owners, a clause in the original contract which meant full ownership returned to the couple once all were in agreement but Purple Aura would continue to get a percentage of the profits. It was one of the sons who started the rumour to hurt the CEO’s business, working with a member of staff from Purple Aura, he had never been a part of the original agreement after he caused a family drama, feeling hard done by when he thought Taehyung had stolen his inheritance. It was complicated and messy but it was something the family had to deal with, the son now outcast by his parents and his brothers until he could prove himself. The CEO wanted to have the son charged with slander but after speaking to the parents he decided that it was better left to them to deal with, he had his own situation to deal with when it came to handling the employee who had been so quick t betray him and his company.
Tae felt pretty good as he walked into his building, the usual greetings from people he didn’t really know, striding up the corridor in his burgundy suit, white shirt tucked neatly into the waistband of the trousers, briefcase in hand.
“Good morning Mr Kim, Sir.” Stefan scurried around his desk.
“I despair.” Taehyung said, walking past his P.A and opening his office door.
Stefan blinked several times in quick succession, confused as to what his boss was talking about but grabbed his notebook and followed him inside.
“I will collect your breakfast and your tea after our briefing because you have the early meeting this morning.” he said, sitting down on the chair, placing his notebook on the desk, pen poised.
“Why are you using a notepad?” Tae asked, hanging up his suit jacket and rolling up the sleeves of his shirt to reveal his forearms.
“The tablet is on charge and your schedule is set so I was just being prepared in case you had anything to tell me.”
“I see. There isn’t anything to add apart from the unexpected appointment I have at 1, I was told you know about it.”
“Yes I do and it is in your diary. Mr Park spoke to me to fit it in yesterday. Mr Park is quite amusing, Sir, if you don’t mind me saying?”
“That is not usually a word I would use to describe Jimin so I am sure he would see it as a compliment....” Tae checked the time before continuing “... since we have a little bit of time before your working day officially starts, could I ask you something?”
“Yes Sir, Mr Kim, of course. Is it about the busker?”
“Jungkook, his name is Jungkook, yes it is about him.”
“I have been wanting to ask but with everything that happened, we haven’t had the time.”
“I believe your assumptions have been correct up until now so I wanted to ask you what you think his reason would be for being highly offensive because I couldn’t contact him for two days.”
“Would you mind if we went back to Saturday so I can understand what has happened?”
“No I don’t mind.”
“Saturday went well?”
“Yes, it did. I mean there were one or two moments where he suddenly snapped or became a little bit difficult but I feel it did go well. In fact, when we said goodbye, there was a very brief kiss.”
Taehyung watched as Stefan’s face lit up and he grinned. He’d been in two minds as to whether he should divulge that information but he conceded that since Stefan is the only person who knows anything about the situation he finds himself in, he should be armed with the information.
“That is great news, Sir, I think we have established that he does like you as more than friends then, so that is very good.”
“He hasn’t confirmed that.”
“Did he kiss you back?”
“Well, yes, he did… it was very brief on Saturday.”
“If I could be so honest to say that talking to you about personal matters, as nice as it is, is very hard work, Mr Kim. It always feels like you are holding back and that is your right of course, but if we are to talk and you are asking for my opinion, I can’t give it to you unless I have the information.”
Taehyung sat back in his chair “Yes, I understand and I am giving you the information as you ask.”
“How about you tell me what happened from the kiss up until now?”
“I can’t be too sure what information you need.”
“Give me everything that involves you and Jungkook.”
“Well, after we said goodbye I went home and sent him a text to say goodnight. On Sunday we sent quite a few texts and then he called me in the evening. We were talking for about an hour if I remember correctly. You know what happened in the early hours of Monday morning because I was here. I was so busy that I didn’t respond to his texts on Monday or Tuesday, I sent him messages on Wednesday, which were ignored and I also left him a voice message which he didn't listen to. Due to not receiving a reply, I went to locate him after leaving here and I found him at St George’s park.”
Taehyung frowned when he realised that Stefan had been taking notes as he spoke.
Stefan took a minute to read what he’d written before looking across the desk at his boss “He was mad, huh?” he said, tapping the end of the pen on his cheek, deep in thought.
“He was hostile, yes, you could say he was mad.”
“Jungkook is an emotional guy isn’t he?”
“Erm… well… yes, I suppose you could say that.”
“I get the impression that he is quite fiery, possibly defensive that’s all. He seems to react to the things you do, like when you left him alone on his break and now with the texts. I understand why he gets upset though, I think that I would too.”
“You would? Because I didn’t respond to some texts?” It seemed a little bit over the top to Taehyung, if he was honest, given that they hadn’t even told each other that they liked one another.
“Yes Sir. You had a good day out together, there was a kiss which shows intentions of more than friendship, there were texts and a call the following day which further reinforces the intention because I am going to presume that conversation between you isn’t strictly platonic, then following on from that, his messages are ignored. He was probably wondering why and going over the weekend trying to work out what prompted the blackout.”
Taehyung scratched his head and rubbed his chin with his thumb and forefinger “It was only two days and I was busy. I wasn’t really ignoring him, which I did explain and I apologised in the first message in the early hours of Wednesday morning.”
“Yes but by then, he was angry. Two days is a long time when the previous two days had shown such promise, Sir.”
“I’m not one hundred percent sure that I agree but I am resigned to that happening often with Jungkook.”
“What happened at the park? You said he was offensive and hostile.”
“He was indeed. He cursed at me a lot and shouted. I apologised again and to be quite frank, I was extremely tired so standing in the park having a public shouting match wasn’t something I wanted to continue.”
“He stopped shouting?”
“Eventually, yes. I think perhaps, once I alerted him to the troubles I’d had here, that he reconsidered his position.”
“Then what happened? How were things left? You appear quite happy today so I’m presuming you parted on good terms.”
Taehyung was impressed with the small details that his P.A picks up on, “We star gazed for a little while and we kissed, then I took him home after yet another bout of confrontation.”
“Confrontation? About what?”
Tae took an exaggerated breath at the memory “He didn’t want me to give him a lift home. He wanted to walk.”
“So you argued about that?”
“I wouldn’t say we argued per se but yes, there was a heated exchange. He insisted I go straight home and I wanted to drive him home first.”
Stefan giggled “Oh Mr Kim, Sir, he really does care. I’m sure that he wanted you to go home because of how little sleep you’d had. I expect he didn’t see the point of keeping you out longer than necessary.”
“He said something like that, about how he was capable of getting himself home.”
Stefan rubbed his hands together “That’s so cute. He likes you, he definitely likes you or he wouldn’t care that you ghosted him for two days or that you’d had hardly any sleep. Oh he likes you.”
“I do think that unless he has a nasty habit of kissing everyone he meets, then there is a chance that he likes me.”
“And you like him.” it wasn’t a question because Stefan thought there was nothing to doubt it.
“Yes, Stefan, I like him. I’m not accustomed to kissing people I dislike.”
“When are you seeing him again? Have you messaged him this morning? Are you going to take him out on a proper date, one where you actually ask him?”
“That is too many questions, Stefan. We haven’t arranged anything, yes, I sent him a text and received a reply and no I haven’t any plans to ask him out on a date but I have a charity event to attend on Saturday which I would like to invite him to but as my plus one, not a date.”
Stefan stood up, aware that he needed to go “You should ask him, I think Mr Park is looking forward to Saturday.”
“He told you?”
“Yes, he told me when he arranged your appointment.”
“I would appreciate your confidentiality when it comes to anything that we discuss in this office, regardless of who it is that you are speaking with.”
“That goes without saying, Sir. I got the impression that he wasn’t aware of your romantic situation. I wouldn’t divulge anything because it isn’t my place to do so.”
“Good. Thank you. Could you send Mr Wright in when he arrives and alert security so they are aware that he will need to be escorted from the building once the meeting is over.”
“Yes Sir, of course. I will be back shortly with your tea and breakfast.” Stefan did a small bow and left, a smile on his face because he liked to see his boss happy and after the way the week started, he was pleased to see him less stressed.
***
“You have got some explaining to do, Kookie Monster.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I stopped by on my way to the library. Why are you smiling? Why were you singing in the shower last night and why did you cancel me?”
Jungkook looked around the diner before sliding into the seat opposite his unexpected visitor. Ash was in his room when Jungkook got home last night and he jumped straight into the shower before going to bed.
“Firstly, I’m smiling because I am a professional at work. Secondly, I thought I would get some practice in while showering and I cancelled you because I was exhausting myself in George’s.”
Ash squinted his eyes at his friend “You’ve heard from KTH haven’t you? Did he tell you why he ghosted you? What did he do for you to forgive him?”
“This is not a game show, you can’t just keep firing questions at me.”
“You don’t have long and I don’t have long so just get on with it.”
“Okay! Yes, he sent me messages yesterday but I ignored them so he found me at George’s last night. Don’t look at me like that! I told him exactly what I thought and we had a bit of an argument but his reason was kind of understandable, I suppose. It wasn’t just that he was busy, it was pretty serious.”
“He went looking for you because you ignored his messages? Wow! That dude is into you!”
“He looked for me because he’s arrogant and he obviously can’t handle being ignored.”
“Says you? Who didn’t handle being ignored.”
“That’s different.”
“I thought it would be.” Ash laughed.
“”Fuck off, go and bury your head in books and be useful.”
“So you made up? Anymore kissing?” Ash wiggled his eyebrows and puckered his lips.
Jungkook’s reddened face answered the question first “Making up implies that we are something but we aren’t so no we didn’t make-up… and… yes, there was kissing.”
Ash stood up “You’ve got it bad and so has he. The sooner you both stop messing around, the better. Thanks for the tea, I’ll see you later. I don’t know when I’ll be in tonight.”
“I’m here til 8, anyway.”
“Keep smiling that professional smile for the customers.” he said with a wink.
Jungkook poked his tongue out at his friend and headed back towards the counter to continue his day. Busking went well this morning, the morning rush was profitable and he considered doing the morning instead of evening sometimes, people were happier to hang around and listen in the mornings and seemed more grateful of the songs as they headed off to work. The evenings were full of people who simply couldn’t wait to get home and most didn’t really want to stop and listen to Jungkook.
He was trying to keep himself in check, the kissing last night left him feeling a bit of a daydream state and there was a small part of him that felt bad for being so angry when Tae looked so tired and had obviously had a rough few days. He still believed that it wouldn’t have taken more than a minute to have sent him a text earlier than he had, but if he was going to continue being angry there wasn’t any point in seeing him any more. There was also a part of him that was surprised that someone like Kim Taehyung had gone to so much effort to find him and that helped the belief that maybe he was serious about him after all.
He was in a bit of a daze, he knew he was, he also couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t looking forward to speaking to Tae on the phone after his shift and this time, he would definitely make sure Ash wasn’t listening in.
****
Taehyung was standing near the floor to ceiling windows in his office, half looking out, over the city skyline while the man sitting in the chair was rambling. He moved his brown leather belt slightly and tucked the end into one of the burgundy loops, his right hand slipped into the pocket of his trousers, turning to cut off the man as he spoke. “I am not the least bit interested in what you have to say. I have brought you here merely as a formality.”
The man looked at Taehyung “Get on with it then.” His attitude was clear.
The CEO took two steps away from the window, his hand still in his pocket, an eyebrow quirked “At this moment in time, I am still your boss so I would strongly suggest that you remember who it is that you are speaking to.”
“You aren’t going to listen so why should I bother… Sir?”
“Let me cut to the chase, in about five minutes, your contract will be terminated and you will no longer be an employee of Purple Aura. I have enough evidence to start legal proceedings against you so your excuses are not necessary. I am obviously doing you a favour because it is evident how much you dislike the company, given your actions. You will be paid for the rest of this month and next month and that is more than I have been advised to do. You will be escorted from the building and you are not permitted to return.”
“What about my things?” the man asked, he knew that this meeting would be pointless and he also knew that once they found out what he'd done that he would be fired.
“I will arrange for them to be sent on unless there is something of particular value than you can be taken there once the guard gets here, he can walk you to your office.”
“What, so everyone can watch? No thanks.”
“As you wish.”
“You sit up here and don’t give a shit about people like me, you think you are so much better than anyone else.” Since he was being dismissed, he may as well speak his mind.
“You are entitled to your opinion. I would suggest some self evaluation on your morals before casting opinions on others.”
There was a knock on the door and Stefan poked his head into the office “Excuse me, Mr Kim, Sir, security is here.”
“Thank you, Stefan. Please send him in.”
The door open wider and a tall man in a security uniform walked in “Mr Kim.” he said, nodding his head once.
“Please escort Mr Wright to the exit and ensure he does not return.”
“Yes, Sir.”
The man stood up and looked at Taehyung “Karma will come for you.”
Taehyung took the seat behind his desk and didn’t look up as his now former employee walked out of his office with the security guard, he had no interest in Karma or words spoken in the heat of the moment. Over the years he'd heard it all before, there weren't many people he'd had to fire but the ones he did all said various cutting words as they left. The CEO knew that they were the minority, he understood that most of them reacted out of anger because they'd been caught doing something they shouldn't have. At every meeting he encourages staff to inform him of any issues that arise, no matter how trivial they believe the issues are. He tells his staff often that he can't act on anything if he isn't aware of it and so the words spoken by Mr Wright as he leaves do not deserve his time or consideration. Taehyung is well aware that some companies have a high staff turnover but Purple Aura isn't one of them and there is a reason for that.
***
The hoarse groan that left his plump parted lips as he stretched in the chair at his desk, hung in the air of his office. It was 7:20pm and he didn’t know where the afternoon had gone since he returned from his earlier appointments, one of which was the much needed massage. He checked through his emails once more and closed down the applications on his computer, forwarding his phone calls to voicemail and stretching out his legs once more before placing his mouse to the side and pushing his chair from the desk.
His thoughts went to where they’d been for most of the day… Jungkook.
The massage was most welcomed and not simply for the obvious reasons, he could lay and allow his mind to wander, going over his conversation with Stefan and unable to stop himself from thinking about how it felt to kiss the busker. He also realised that he was running out of time to ask him about Saturday evening, it was possibly already too short notice. As he closed his office door and locked it, he checked the time and had an idea, walking hastily to the elevator, hoping that he would be able to get to the diner on time.
The traffic was light as the red ferrari wound its way through the streets, a tiny spark of excitement bubbled inside him and he acknowledged that it had been some time since he’d been truly excited about something. He parked up in the street nearby and walked around the corner to where the diner was in relative darkness as they were clearly closing up. He could see the silhouettes of the staff in the back and he didn’t want to disturb them so he waited outside, taking his phone out of his pocket and seeing that he had a text from Jimin.
Mochi
We are meeting at Crystal Snow at 6:30pm on Saturday, If you aren’t picking your date up until later, we will see you at the venue at 8:30pm.
Tae
More likely that I’ll see you at the venue.
Mochi
Did you get your hair sorted?
Tae
Your guy did a good job, I like it.
Mochi
Your P.A is so cute when I spoke to him about the appointment. Why haven’t you hit on him?
Tae
He’s my P.A, Mochi, you know me better than that.
Mochi
No wonder you spend so much time at the office.
Tae
I spend so much time at the office because that’s where I work. Stefan is a very good P.A, that is all.
Mochi
A one off wouldn’t hurt. Is he as cute as he sounds?
Tae
Do I need to tell Yoon that you’re inquiring about another man?
Mochi
Low blow, Mr Kim!
Tae
See you Saturday, thanks for the hair appointment, Mr Park.
Taehyung smiled, locking his phone and putting it into the inside pocket of his jacket as he looked up upon hearing the door to the diner open. His smile widened and he reined himself in as Jungkook’s eyes widened seeing him standing there.
“Tae, what are you doing here?” Jungkook looked a little flustered and a whole lot surprised.
“I was on my way home and thought I would stop by after your shift so we could have that phone call in person.”
“You’ve just left work?”
“I have, it’s been a busy afternoon, I didn’t realise the time. Can I give you a ride home?”
“Yeah, sure, I was going to call you on my way home anyway.”
Jungkook could feel that he was blushing, it was a curious feeling because the reason was purely that he was surprised that Tae had met him after work. He thought about how he’d accused him of not making time for him and here he was, doing just that and his cheeks burned with flattery. He may also have been blushing because the CEO looked divine, in the brightness of the outside lights of the diner, couldn’t fail to notice that his hair was darker and had been curled.
“I’m parked over there.” Tae said with a smile.
The ferrari beeped as it unlocked and the two men took their seats inside, fastening their seat belts and closing the doors. Jungkook swallowed harshly as he saw Taehyung properly, illuminated by the interior light of the car. His hair was a chocolate brown, dark all over and curled so the loose ringlets hung down, covering the top half of his ears and framing his handsome face. When the CEO made eye contact, he felt like he'd been caught staring and quickly averted his gaze to his hands in his lap, not missing the way Tae smirked.
“Did you have a less stressful day?” he asked, wanting to distract himself from his thoughts.
“Erm, I guess so. It was definitely less stressful than the earlier part of the week.” The CEO replied.
Tae had a hand on the steering wheel, looking across to the busker who was wearing the familiar black t-shirt and combats, his hair was tied back again but the strands that refused to comply and hung around his face weren’t sweaty like they had been last night. He really liked it when his hair was tied away from his face, he could see the sharpness of his jawline and gave him a sexiness that he couldn’t deny made his groin ache. He ran a hand through his own freshly dyed and curled hair before starting the engine and placing the hand on the wheel. He’d expected to have his hair cut because that is usually what the hairdresser did on Jimin’s advice but apparently, this season, the longer ‘shaggy’ look was all the rage. Having Jimin as a friend was like when he lived at home and he had his Mother to arrange hair appointments for him, he didn’t have to give it any thought because it was taken out of his hands. He didn’t really care about his hair, he washed it and applied conditioning oil treatment to it once a month and as long as it looked healthy, he wouldn’t take the care of it that his friend did. Jimin took care of the whole group’s appearances, making hair appointments and arranging manicures if there was an event coming up. It was too much hassle for them to arrange these things themselves and since Jimin lived in the world of style, it was a part of his job so they let him get on with it. The only one who didn't have the same care and attention from Jimin, was Jin because he had a team of stylists around him most of the time so he always looked impeccable.
“An early night is on the cards then?”
Tae paused the movement of the car as he was about to reverse out of the street “That sounds like a tempting invitation, Jungkook.”
The busker was ever so pleased that the interior lights had switched off at that moment, the only light into the car being any that leaked in through the windows from the headlights of cars or the light from the street lamps. What didn’t help was the addition of his name and the way it oozed from Tae’s lips, it dripped off his tongue, pure sin in liquid form.
“It wasn’t an invitation.” he turned to look out of the window closest to him.
“Shame.” Tae said, the smirk on his lips evident in the way he said it.
Jungkook relaxed into the cream leather and turned to look at the CEO who looked every bit in control as he was. Jungkook couldn’t help that his eyes roamed, skimming over the way the burgundy trousers pulled tight over his thighs, his knees slightly raised as his bottom sank into the driver’s seat. He found that his lips parted a little as he took in the sight of his small waist adorned by the brown belt and accentuated because of the crisp white shirt that disappeared beneath it, with the collar open at the top. Jungkook wished that Tae had left his suit jacket on because the shirt sleeves were rolled up to below his elbow, revealing tanned forearms with prominent veins and a silver coloured linked bracelet sitting on his wrist. When his eyes diverted upwards, following the line of his chest, the skin on display through the open shirt, the broadness of his neck and prominent jaw… he was met with Taehyung’s eyes that had just flitted to him from the road and totally caught him gawking.
“Your… err… your hair looks nice.” Jungkook could have face palmed himself at this point but he’d needed to say something.
The smirk hadn’t disappeared, as prominent as ever “Thank you, as does yours. Do you tie it back for work?”
“And when I’m dancing, it just keeps it off my face. Ash keeps telling me to get it cut but I haven’t decided.”
Tae took his right hand off the gear shift and reached over, taking some stray hair between his forefinger and thumb “I like it like this.”
Jungkook felt like he was suffocating, the ability to think was becoming quite a task as he was consumed by Taehyung.
“Thanks.”
“So shy,” it was almost whispered into the air as he faced the road once more.
“Have you got a relaxing weekend planned? You will need it after the week you’ve had.”
“Not really relaxing.” he wanted to ask him to the event, he did but the words kept getting lodged in his throat. “How about you? Are you working much?”
“I’m not working at all this weekend, I’ve got another 12 til 8 tomorrow.”
Taehyung pulled up, stopping in the parking space that belonged to their apartment and switching off the ignition. The interior light came on with the flick of a switch and Tae unfastened his belt, twisting his body to face Jungkook as much as he could.
“I have an event to go to on Saturday evening and it might be something you would have interest in.”
“What is it for?”
“The record company that my friend is connected with has bought an old building that they are renovating to be a LGBTQ+ centre for people under the age of 18 who need somewhere to go. They want to provide free therapy, acting classes and dance classes too.”
“Is the event to raise money for it? Are they hoping to get sponsors?”
“Yes. Another friend of mine has offered to provide some of his students to teach there.” Tae suddenly thought how much he would like for Jungkook to meet Hobi but showed restraint as he put the brakes on his thoughts.
“I hope you have a good evening and they get what they need for it. There are so many that would benefit from somewhere like that.”
“Would you like to attend it with me?” the words just flew out.
“Go to the event with you?”
Taehyung smiled “Yes, I know it’s short notice so if you are unable to make it, it’s understandable.”
“What is the dress code?”
“Black tie… sort of? I don’t really know. I know that we have suits, one of my friends is a stylist and tends to arrange our attire for events.”
“Could I text you tomorrow and let you know?” Jungkook didn't have a suit but thought he might be able to borrow one. He also wasn’t sure about going, it felt like a big deal and he needed to think about it.
“Of course, Jungkook.”
Jungkook smiled as the CEO reached up and pushed a strand of hair behind his ear, it was so tender, he couldn’t help how he moved his hand up and held his nape as they both moved to lessen the gap between them. It was awkward but as their mouths molded together, neither really noticed. Tae’s hand fell to rest on the central console as he melted, the way Jungkook’s fingers applied pressure to his neck had him becoming pliant. A breathy moan left his lips when Jungkook nibbled his bottom lip and swiped his tongue over it. A fine misting appeared on the base of the window as nasally sounds resounded in the confined space. The kiss was slow but intense, their tongues mingled as if it was their first meeting, neither in any rush to end it.
When they parted, Jungkook kept Tae close, two firm quick kisses left on spit soaked lips before he released the hold on his neck. “I should go.” he whispered.
Taehyung smiled “Sleep well, Jungkook.”
The busker took a deep breath as he opened the car door “I will message you about Saturday, tomorrow. Good night, Tae.”
“Goodnight.”
The CEO watched Jungkook walk away, wanting him to look back because that's what they did in the movies but suspecting that he wouldn't. He wasn't sure whether the text tomorrow would be acceptance of his invitation, he found Jungkook difficult to read at times but the fact that he was considering it, was something. Taehyung liked how enthusiastic the busker sounded when he told him about the centre and tried not to get too ahead of himself as he could see Jungkook involved in it somehow. Eventually he pulled out of the parking space and began his journey home, he was sure that he could still feel Jungkook's lips on his and taste him on his tongue, this would probably be another night full of dreams invaded by the man infiltrating his life.