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Taehyung never really considered himself to be clingy. He values his alone time, enjoys being away from his daily routine, and, most of the time, he even goes out of his way to make sure that his life stays exciting.
That is how he finds himself in Hawaii right now.
But, although he’s never been a clingy person himself, and although he most definitely does not miss his home, there is something he misses.
Or rather, some one.
He told himself that he would be fine, that there was no way that he would feel this way since he doesn’t even like him that much.
It’s just casual hook-ups, no big deal.
But then why is he staring at their chat, deciding whether or not to say something to him despite how stupid he might sound?
“Are you ready to order?” A waiter arrives at his table, smiling at him in a way that Taehyung recognizes really well.
And maybe if he were somewhere else; if it would’ve been at any other moment, maybe he would slip his number to the guy and take him to his hotel room after his shift, but for some reason, he doesn’t want that.
“Um, can you give me a few more minutes?” Taehyung says instead, his phone still unlocked in his hand, burning him.
The guy just nods and walks back, probably having gotten the message.
Taehyung scrolls up a few times and then back to the last message he sent him.
A simple: just got home 😊
He didn’t even tell him he was leaving, and it’s been over a week since he saw him and the truth is…
He misses him.
Taehyung’s friends warned him that he’s not fit for casual hookups because although he’s not clingy, he does tend to catch feelings quickly. And maybe he should’ve thought about it better before he decided to offer the hottest and nicest guy he’s ever met to hook up.
Because, unfortunately for him, everybody else in the world next to him feels bland.
And all Taehyung can think of as he watches the sunset behind the beautiful waves of Hawaii is how much he wishes that Jeongguk were here.
But he locks his phone without telling him anything and orders his dinner, ready to get wasted and forget about his heart’s inner turmoil.
Too bad his heart decides to do what his brain didn’t dare to: text him.
And worse…
Forget about it later.
Taehyung is sunbathing by the pool of his hotel when suddenly someone stands in front of him, covering the sun completely.
“Excuse me, you’re—” he’s starting to say but the words die on his tongue when he sees who it is. “Jeongguk?!”
“I am Jeongguk, last time I checked, yeah,” the little shit chuckles.
“What the hell are you doing here?!” Taehyung asks, sitting up. To be fair, it’s not like he’s upset. He’s just very surprised. Very pleasantly surprised, if he’s honest.
“You told me to come,” Jeongguk replies as if it’s obvious and Taehyung’s blood freezes.
What?
The shock on his face must give it away because realization falls upon Jeongguk’s face.
“You don’t remember, do you?” he chuckles. “Missed me so much that you got wasted, hyung?”
And Taehyung feels his blood boil at the tone of his voice.
For a second, he thinks he must be hallucinating. There’s no way Jeongguk is right there in Hawaii with him.
How did he find him in the first place? When did he arrive? There are so many questions but the main one Taehyung wants to know is:
“Why did you come?” Taehyung asks this time.
“You told me to come,” Jeongguk repeats as if that is explanation enough. And maybe it is. “Said you missed me. Was I just supposed to ignore that?” And Taehyung wants to both kick his former self for the text that he’s most likely going to check later and cringe at and thank him because it got him what he wanted.
Jeongguk.
“I mean, you could’ve,” Taehyung leans back a bit more, Jeongguk following the movement with his eyes.
His hungry eyes that Taehyung knows so well by now.
“I could’ve, but I didn’t want to. Because… you see, hyung…” he licks his lips and bends down over him. “The thing is I’ve missed you, too.”
And just when Taehyung is about to break the distance between them and kiss his lips, Jeongguk moves back with a smirk.
“I hate you,” Taehyung groans and Jeongguk just arches his brow.
“This is how you thank me for flying all the way here just to see you? Mhm, I did think you would be a bit more grateful than that, hyung,” he tsks his tongue and takes off his shirt.
Since they’re in the pool, nobody really bats an eye but Taehyung’s eyes widen.
It’s not the first time he sees him naked, of course, not even close, but it never fails to surprise him how built Jeongguk is.
And it only makes him want to get his hands on him even more.
“You’re right, I really should be grateful. How about I show you my room so you can rest? I’m sure you’re exhausted after the flight,” Taehyung stands then, hoping his boner isn’t obvious.
“Sure, lead the way,” is all Jeongguk says and trails after him.
Taehyung feels Jeongguk’s gaze burn his skin, and it makes him feel a bit powerful.
Although to be fair, the fact that Jeongguk decided to catch a plane and go to Hawaii just because Taehyung told him that he missed him is doing something for him.
Something that he doesn’t really want to pay attention to, right now.
Because as soon as the door closes behind Jeongguk in Taehyung’s bedroom, Jeongguk grabs him by the wrist and pushes him against the door to slam their lips together.
Taehyung moans in response, letting Jeongguk part his lips with his tongue and letting his fingers lace with Jeongguk’s as their tongues reunite.
“Fuck, I missed you,” Jeongguk admits against his lips before he kisses him again, and Taehyung lets go of his hands in favor of running them up his stir bare chest and up until his arms are around his neck, pulling him back down and feeling his long hair tickle his arms.
“I can’t believe you’re here,” Taehyung admits again, tracing his features with his finger to make sure that he’s real.
“Believe it, then, baby,” Jeongguk bites Taehyung’s lower lip into his mouth once more and picks him up effortlessly, starting to walk towards the bed.
And once he puts him down, Taehyung pulls Jeongguk as well by the front of his pants and when he lets go and the band of his boxers snaps against his skin, Jeongguk grunts.
“Like that?” Taehyung teases him and reaches to him to do it again but Jeongguk is faster and pins his hands above his head as he hovers over him with a smirk.
“Like this?” He says back, leaning forward and brushing their lips together, leaving Taehyung wanting more, as always.
He always wants more of him.
“How am I going to thank you properly for flying all the way here if you’ve got me tied up here?” Taehyung flutters his eyelashes.
“Oh, baby, you’re not tied. I could tie you, if you want to, though.” And it brings Taehyung back to one of the times when they actually did that and his cock twitches.
“Just let me suck you off and then we’ll see where it goes from there,” he spits and sees the immediate reaction he gets from Jeongguk.
He releases his grasp on his legs and licks his lips.
“I mean, how can I say no to that?”
Taehyung smiles and pushes Jeongguk’s shoulder until he’s the one lying on the bed with him on top.
“You wanted to get sucked off so bad you took a plane and all…” Taehyung teases as he pulls his pants down and gulps at the sight before him.
He never gets used to it.
“Shut up,” Jeongguk sighs when he feels Taehyung’s lips kiss the tip.
“Such a needy, desperate baby,” he says before he sinks down on him, feeling the tip hit the back of his throat and thriving in the gasp that falls out of Jeongguk’s lips.
“Fuck, hyung,” he moans as he slowly bucks his hips upward, knowing Taehyung can handle it.
And, although he chokes on him a few times, he loves the feeling, so he keeps going.
“Could’ve had anyone else in Seoul on your knees and you still came here,” Taehyung smirks as he takes a breather, his hand replacing his mouth to jerk him off. His voice is raspy from the effort and Jeongguk turns into putty in his hands.
“Didn’t want anyone else,” he admits in a whisper, breathing heavily as Taehyung pushes him closer to the edge.
“What’s that?” Taehyung asks, stopping completely and Jeongguk whines, trying to move his hips to keep the friction going. “What did you say, baby?” Taehyung asks again, moving to apply more pressure on his legs so that he can’t move.
“ Hyung,” he whines, and Taehyung thinks that maybe the blush on his cheeks isn’t from how close he is to reaching his limit but something else.
“If you tell me, I’ll let you come down my throat.” Jeongguk groans at that and throws his head back, his chest rising and falling quickly from his fast-paced breathing.
“I didn’t want anyone else, alright? I only wanted you. I only ever want you.”
And what else is Taehyung supposed to do other than suck the life out of him and swallow his entire soul once Jeongguk comes down his throat after that?
What else is Taehyung supposed to do other than kiss him so deeply after that Jeongguk tastes himself on Taehyung’s tongue?
“Did you mean that?” Taehyung asks, out of breath, voice and heart wrecked after that.
Jeongguk’s hair sticks to his forehead from how much he’s sweating and his cheeks are still tainted with the prettiest shade of red.
“Does that sound like something I would say only to get you off, hyung?” Jeongguk asks and Taehyung gives him a look.
But, instead of replying, Jeongguk pulls Taehyung back down and kisses him again, taking off Taehyung’s bathing suit which is the only piece of fabric that still stands in each other’s way.
“Let me rephrase that,” Jeongguk says against his lips before kissing him again. “Does the fact that I came all the way here just because you texted me drunk at three in the morning saying that you missed me and you wanted me to come here not enough proof, hyung? You could’ve had anyone you wanted here, too. And yet… You texted me. ”
“Well, I… I missed you,” Taehyung also admits, and when Jeongguk’s hand presses him harder against his once-again hard cock, Taehyung moans.
“Missed me or just the way my cock drives you crazy?” Jeongguk asks, his hand spreading Taehyung’s cheeks and leaving a light slap on them that makes Taehyung gasp and grind down on him.
“What does it make me if I say the second one?” Taehyung moans again when Jeongguk’s hands spread him further.
“A horny liar, hyung,” Jeongguk threads carefully until he’s pressing one finger inside him and making him gasp.
“And if I say both?” Taehyung asks and bites his neck when he pushes another one.
“Still horny, but I appreciate the honesty,” and he feels him chuckle under him. “Wait let me just–” And in one swift motion, he’s turned them around and fully removes his swimming trunks. “Let me eat you out, I’m starving.”
And Jeongguk dives in fast and messy, and Taehyung’s fingers find his hair and he pulls.
He loves doing that.
“Never cut your hair,” Taehyung moans as Jeongguk’s tongue fucks into him. He just hums and keeps going, his hands still spreading Taehyung to the point that he feels like Jeongguks handprints will leave a permanent mark there.
He wouldn’t mind it.
“Fuck me, Guk,” he says, pulling his head back and off him.
“I was—”
“Fuck me properly,” he demands, his eyes finding Jeongguk and seeing the fire in them. The same fire that was there that first night they did this, fucking in one of the stalls of their office Christmas party.
The same fire eyes that Jeongguk had when he ate Taehyung out in the backseat of his car one day after a stressful meeting.
The same fire eyes he has every time that Taehyung begs him to wreck him.
And, every time, he complies.
“As you wish,” he says and is about to stand, but Taehyung stops him. “What?”
“Raw,” is all he says, taking Jeongguk by surprise. “You said you only ever want me, right? I only ever want you, too. Haven’t been with anyone else since I met you.”
And that’s the thing about casual relationships. You always have to stay safe because none of it means anything, it’s not exclusive and it’s best not to risk it.
But Taehyung feels like, when it comes to casual flings, this one never did check most of the boxes.
“Are you sure?” Jeongguk asks although he’s already crawling to him.
“You came all the way here just because I said I missed you,” Taehyung repeats because he still can’t believe that he did that. “I am sure.”
And when Jeongguk reaches him, Taehyung wraps his arms around his neck and pulls him down to kiss him deeply, messing up his hair some more as he spreads his legs for Jeongguk to position himself.
He pulls away from his lips to warn him that he’s going to slide in, but Taehyung kisses him again as he feels the intrusion, but it hurts so good .
They both moan at the feeling because it usually feels amazing, but to feel his skin against him fully is a new sensation completely and Taehyung isn’t sure he’ll be able to go back, even if they wanted to.
Once Jeongguk is fully inside, he stays there for a few seconds, unmoving, breathing against Taehyung’s neck and leaving kisses every now and then.
“You’re so tight,” he points out with a groan.
“Should’ve fingered me more, love, but you wanted to eat me out instead,” Taehyung points out as he runs his fingers through his hair and gets used to the feeling as well.
“You’ve got the best ass in the world, of course I did,” he chuckles a bit.
“Who’s horny now?” Taehyung pulls away enough to look at his face.
“Oh, I am. I always am when you’re around. It’s hard not to be,” he admits and Taehyung kisses him again.
“Move,” he whispers against his lips and feels like Jeongguk is about to protest, so he repeats it.
And when he does, the electricity that runs through him is heavenly.
Taehyung was already close when Jeongguk was eating him out, but he wanted to wait.
Right now, though, he feels like he’s one breath away from falling down the edge.
“Fuck me like you mean it, Guk,” he bites his lip and tries to meet his movements because he feels like he’s holding himself back. “You know you won’t break me.”
And just to shut him up, Jeongguk snaps his hips hard until he’s buried to the hilt, Taehyung moaning so loudly that he’s pretty sure everyone in the resort heard him.
Good.
His pace speeds up, then, and so does the strength of his thrusts, which makes Taehyung hold onto him before his head slams against the bedrest.
He’s getting louder every time and it makes Jeongguk smirk.
“That’s it, baby boy, let the entire island hear who’s making you feel so good,” he says when Jeongguk’s name falls from his lips.
“I’m— fuck, I’m close, Guk,” Taehyung informs him, nails digging into Jeongguk’s muscular back to ground himself.
“Hold it, baby, can you do that?” He asks as he keeps mercilessly slamming his hips against him.
“I–I–” Taehyung shuts his eyes close and tries to hold himself back. “I can try,” he breathes out. “Kiss,” he demands and it feels like a fair price for edging him, so Jeongguk complies as he keeps fucking into him.
“Want you to come with me, yeah?” He whispers against his lips. “Want you to make a mess and wake the world up,” he says while his movements are beginning to become sloppy. “Want you to say that you’re mine just like I am yours.”
“I’m yours, I’m yours,” Taehyung says as he reaches his limit; as he paints the entire world white and screams as loud as he can, not because Jeongguk told him to, but because he can’t hold himself back.
And he feels the moment Jeongguk reaches his climax, too, so he wraps his legs around his waist to keep him there.
Jeongguk collapses over him as he keeps fucking him through both their orgasms, and suddenly, they stop and the entire world seems to stop with them.
It takes them a few minutes to recover, a few minutes for Jeongguk to slowly pull out, and for Taehyung to whine at the loss and at the feeling of him slipping down his legs.
But Jeongguk kisses him again, cleans the mess that is his chest right now, and comes back to bed after to hold him.
“Hey, hyung?” Jeongguk mumbles after a while. Taehyung was pretty sure he’d fallen asleep, exhausted from the exercise and the long flight.
“Mhm?” Taehyung says back, turning his face to find him looking at him with that smile that makes him weak.
“Next time, just ask me to come with you in the first place, yeah?”
And all Taehyung can do is chuckle, nod, and kiss him slowly.
“Alright, deal,” he smiles against his lips.
And maybe they were casual before, but Taehyung knows that they’re most definitely not casual anymore.