Author's Pov
" hello?"
" hey Tae!!"
As Taehyung strolled down the bustling streets, shopping bags swinging from his arms like trophies of his retail conquests.
He couldn't wait to spill all the juicy details to his bestie.
Jimin.
With Namjoon, his husband, trailing behind, lost in his own world of contemplation, Taehyung talked to jimin.
"Hey, Jiminie! You won't believe the fabulous deals I snagged today," Taehyung exclaimed, his voice carrying the excitement of a kid in a candy store.
Jimin's voice crackled through the phone, slightly muffled by the sounds of music in the background.
"Sorry, Tae, I couldn't make it to the wedding. I was buried under a pile of notes and beats. You know, the life of a music genius."
Taehyung let out an exaggerated sigh, dramatically clutching his heart.
" You break my heart with your dedication to your art. But don't worry, I'll forgive you... this time."
As they continued their banter, Taehyung's attention drifted from the conversation to the mesmerizing display of street performers.
He pranced along, regaling Jimin with tales of their shopping escapades, oblivious to the fact that Namjoon had fallen behind.
Meanwhile, Namjoon, engrossed in his own thoughts, had taken a wrong turn, unwittingly separating himself from Taehyung in the sea of bustling shoppers.
Lost in his musings, he didn't even notice the absence of his husband until he looked up and found himself surrounded by unfamiliar faces.
Back on the phone, Jimin chuckled at Taehyung's animated storytelling, offering occasional interjections of amusement and encouragement.
But as the minutes stretched on, Jimin couldn't help but notice the absence of Namjoon's voice in the background.
"Hey, Tae, where's Joonie?" Jimin finally interjected, concern lacing his words.
Taehyung halted mid-sentence, realization dawning upon him like a slap in the face.
"Oh... uh... I may have lost him in the crowd," he admitted sheepishly, glancing around frantically in search of his wayward husband.
Jimin's laughter bubbled through the phone, a mix of amusement and disbelief.
"Only you, Tae, only you could manage to lose your own husband in the middle of bangkok. You better go find him before he starts a solo adventure of his own!"
With a mortified groan, Taehyung hastily ended the call, embarking on a frantic search for Namjoon amidst the throngs of people.
As he weaved through the crowded streets, he couldn't help but curse his own absentmindedness, vowing to never let his shopping-induced excitement get the best of him again.
Heart pounding and panic rising, Taehyung sprinted through the crowded streets, desperately scanning the faces in the crowd for any sign of Namjoon.
But just as he rounded a corner, the street lights flickered ominously and bathed the sidewalk in an eerie red glow, sending shivers down Taehyung's spine.
"Oh no, this can't be happening," Taehyung muttered to himself, his imagination running wild with visions of impending doom.
With each passing second, the feeling of being chased grew stronger, urging him to pick up his pace even more.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump in fright.
Whirling around, he was met with the sight of his handsome husband, Namjoon, looking amused as ever.
"Joonie! You scared the living daylights out of me!" Taehyung exclaimed, relief flooding through him as he wrapped Namjoon in a tight embrace.
Namjoon chuckled, his eyes crinkling with amusement.
"Sorry, babe. I got caught up in this amazing book at the bookstore back there," he explained, holding up the novel in question.
Taehyung rolled his eyes playfully.
"Of course, you did. Leave it to you to get lost in a world of words while I'm out here having a near-death experience."
They shared a laugh, their earlier panic dissipating into the evening air.
Linking arms, they made their way back to their hotel, regaling each other with exaggerated tales of their respective adventures.
As they walked, Taehyung couldn't help but marvel at how even the most mundane moments with Namjoon had a way of turning into unforgettable adventures.
And as they disappeared into the bustling cityscape, their laughter echoed into the night.
A testament to the bond that held them together through even the most chaotic of circumstances.
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A car glided silently into the estate, its engine humming softly as it came to a halt before the grand marble staircase.
The door swung open, revealing the tanned and muscular form of Jeon Jungkook, the enigmatic CEO of one of country's most successful corporations.
He stepped out of his luxurious vehicle, a satisfied smile curling his lips as he surveyed the opulent surroundings.
Beside him, his driver, Changbin, held the car door open, his expression a mixture of respect and admiration.
Already at the foot of the stairs, his longtime assistant, Felix, stood poised and attentive, an expensive-looking iPad in his hand.
As Jeon Jungkook made his way towards him, the servant quickly briefed him on the evening's schedule and upcoming events.
" Good evening Master." felix said. " You have a meeting with the investors at 7:45 pm and a charity gal-"
However, before Felix could finish, the CEO interrupted with a mischievous grin.
"Actually," he drawled, his voice smooth as silk. "I think I'd like to take a bath first. I feel tired coming back."
The driver and assistant exchanged knowing glances, understanding the subtle hint behind his words.
He knew that after every trip to another country, their Master needs some refreshment.
As if reading their minds, Felix nodded discreetly and murmured something under his breath to Changbin, who nodded in return before closing the car door.
Felix led Jeon Jungkook up the grand staircase, their footsteps echoing through the cavernous hallway.
At the top of the stairs, they turned down a long corridor lined with ornate gold-framed paintings.
The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and candle wax, and the sound of distant laughter drifted towards them from somewhere deep within the mansion.
Finally, they reached a pair of massive double doors, adorned with intricate carvings and inlaid with precious jewels.
Felix paused for a moment, then rapped sharply on the wood before pushing them open.
The room beyond was like a sanctuary of indolence, its walls lined with marble and gold, its floor covered in plush carpets.
A large, sunken bathtub sat in the center of the room, surrounded by pillows and candles, the water steaming invitingly.
He took all his clothes off and stepped inside, let out a contented sigh, allowing the warm water to envelop him.
He leaned back against the side of the tub, propping himself up on one elbow, and surveyed the room with lazy eyes.
He knew that his assistant had brought someone special for his enjoyment this evening, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation course through him.
Footsteps echoed on the marble floor, growing closer until a naked man, was standing before him.
His eyes were downcast, his expression one of fear and submission.
" Name?"
" Bang Chan," he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. "What would you like me to do, sir?"
Jeon Jungkook's grin widened, revealing a row of perfectly straight, white teeth.
"Why don't you start by showing me your appreciation?" he purred, running a hand through the water beside him.
Bang Chan swallowed hard, then moved forward, sinking to his knees before the powerful man.
As he leaned forward, Jeon Jungkook's hand found its way to the boy's head, guiding him until their lips were almost touching.
"That's it," he breathed, feeling the warmth of Bang Chan's breath against his skin. " Just show me how much you want to please me."
With a shuddering gasp, Bang Chan lowered his head, taking Jeon Jungkook's erect member into his mouth.
The CEO moaned, the sound filling the air as he felt the boy's hot lips and tongue wrap around him.
He closed his eyes, savoring the sensation for a moment before reaching out to grip a fistful of the boy's hair, guiding him as he began to move in and out of his mouth.
The water lapped gently against their skin, steam rising up to cloud the air.
The scent of sex and desire filled the room, and Jeon Jungkook reveled in it, his hips beginning to thrust harder against Bang Chan's mouth.
The boy groaned, the sound muffled by the water, but it only seemed to spur the CEO on.
His grip on the boy's hair tightened, and he began to thrust deeper, faster.
Bang Chan's eyes rolled back in his head, and he arched his back, moaning around Jeon Jungkook's member.
The CEO felt his orgasm building, felt the familiar tightening in his groin as he neared the peak.
He growled, his hips bucking wildly as he came, his hot seed spilling down Bang Chan's throat.
The boy continued to suck and lick, not daring to stop until he felt the CEO's hand on his head once more, guiding him away.
Panting heavily, Jeon Jungkook reached out and pulled Bang Chan up onto the edge of the tub beside him.
He ran a hand through the boy's damp hair, his fingers leaving a trail of water down his back.
"That was very good," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. " You can get lost now!"
He pushed away bang Chan, who walked away with his wet body, out of the bathroom.
Outside, the guests who were waiting to meet the CEO, continued to laugh and drink.
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