SIN-the Priest (Taekook)
Barge in
Namjoon
"Did your parents find out in the end about the party?"
Namjoon asks looking up from where he is stirring his coffee.
Taehyung
"Nah, you know I am careful with this stuff. They would totally exaggerate when they to find out. Send-me-to-the moon type of exaggeration."
Tae explains lazily, letting out a puff of smoke.
Namjoon
"You do tend to become a bit of a ***** while in the situation, you gotta admit. My parents aren't nearly as religious as yours and they still would kick my *** if I was you,"
Namjoon tries to to sip from the cup, but flinches when the hot liquid touches his tongue.
Taehyung
"What they don't know, won't hurt them, my dearest Namjoon,"
Taehyung smirks, quenching his cigarette.
They are currently in a cafe close to their campus. It's a nice café with a vintage touch, making it cozy and welcoming. It is currently the middle of the first class on a Monday, so not many are here right now.
Tae suddenly stands up and turns to Namjoon
Taehyung
"I'm going to get something sweet, want some?
Namjoon takes a few seconds to think before shaking his head and giving tae a smile.
A bit later, Tae comes back with a chocolate muffin in his hand.
Namjoon
"How can you eat so much and still look good? I breath next to food once and I need a week in the gym"
Tae smirks, before letting out a short chuckle
Taehyung
"I exercise constantly."
Namjoon makes a disgusted face and fakes a gag,
Namjoon
"Thanks for the image."
Tae's laugh booms through the otherwise quiet cafe for a bit before it settles down.
Taehyung
"By the way, how's Jin?"
Namjoon
"Ah, you know, he is a sweetheart. We are gonna go do some shopping this weekend, sort of celebration for 2 years of relationship."
Namjoon smiles dreamily by the thought of his boyfriend.
Tae could never see himself in a committed relationship or having the same person leeching after him for too long but he is happy to see his friend still so in love after 2 years.
Taehyung
"Have you also, perhaps, taken my idea into consideration?"
Namjoon
"No, Tae, we are not gonna have a threesome."
It is Saturday and Tae's parents announced they will visit him at the campus. They live in another city from him, so it's rare when they come to visit.
They didn't let him know when exactly they are arriving, just a simple 'on Saturday' and that was it. So here is Tae, waking up early so he can clean his room before his parents barge in.
He has to hide all clothes and objects that could expose his secrets and affairs. All his parents know is that he is a proper student and his best friend is Namjoon, which has to remain the same.
He has just taken a shower and returned to his room shirtless, when the door opens, hitting the wall strongly and a pair of hands push him on the bed hard.
He doesn't understand what is happening, before he gets turned around and is staring directly into a pair of brown eyes.
Taehyung
"What the **** are you doing, Yoongi?"
The latter doesn't answer, instead lowers his hands from Tae's chest to his hips, having a strong grip. He seems to hesitate for a second, before pulling onto the shorts covering the male under him.
Tae takes Yoongi's hands into his and moves them away from his crotch area.
Taehyung
"What are you doing here?"
The older above him gulps and strutters an answer,
Yoongi
"I need a second chance, please"
His gets interrupted by a pair of lips onto his own, kissing him desperately.
Tae grips the boy's hair and pull on it until a pained groan is heard. Both of them are panting.
Taehyung
"You got like 5 other chances,"
He pants a bit in between his words,
Taehyung
"you fucked up all of them."
Yoongi is the closest to be considered Tae's boyfriend. They met when Yoongi arrived in the campus few days ago and they hit it off amazingly. The sex was good, they had a strong chemistry and they have been told countless times they look good together.
While he might not desire a relationship, Tae is a proud person. May sound selfish, but he fucks and leaves, not is fucked and left. He can leave anyone behind the next morning, but he can't stand the idea of being played himself.
So Yoongi doing it to him time and time again, hits a nerve or two.
Yoongi whispers in a desperate voice before snapping his hands from Tae's grip and attaches his lips to the other again.
All thoughts about his family coming to visit were thrown out the window when his crotch was pressed by a skilled hand. He was grabbed by his ***, pulling him over him completely and he kissing desperately back.
Soon his shorts were on the floor near the bed and Yoongi is following suit his example. Tae runs one of his hands over the older's warm back, while the other one grips his hair, tugging in pleasure sometimes.
Yoongi's head is tucked in his neck, biting and sucking the skin, before blowing on the spot, making Tae shudder.
Taehyung
"Yoongi, we have to-,"
He couldn't finish his sentence because a gasp interrupted.
Cure
Tae pushes Yoongi off him with force and doesn't give it much thought when he groans in pain. He quickly snatches the thin blanket from the bed and covers himself.
Feeling his face heating up from embarrassment, he slowly turns towards to widely opened door and faces who interrupted them his family. His mother was gasping shock and disgust clear on her face, one hand trembling over her mouth and the other holding tightly onto his father's forearm for stability. His father had an expressionless face, but it could clearly be seen he didn't like the situation at all.
Mrs. Kim
'Kim Taehyung, what in the world have I just interrupted? I came all the way here to see you, but instead! came to see my only son being one of those gays, What kind of person did I bring up under my roof all these years? A-"
She stutters madly, tears falling from her eyes,
Her voice drifts off, leaving tae with a pain in his heart, he never felt before.
He tries to take a step towards her, but she shakes her head and flinches back a step, so he stops himself where he is.
Said person gathers his clothes off the floor in a hurry and runs past the two in the doorway, gaze fixed on the floor the entire time.
He takes a breath, his nerves all over the place,
Taehyung
"I can explain, please."
Mrs. Kim
"Explain what? You sleeping with boys when you should be out there making friends, studying and making us proud for sending you here? l can't believe this, I spent so much time raising you with the best education, best priorities, but then you just are like this!"
Her hands are trembling, and her voice shows how upset and disappointed she is.
Mr. Kim
"I think I know someone who can cure our son,"
His father's voice can be heard for the first time since they arrived.
Tae jumps, face red from anger and fists clenched.
Taehyung
"You can't cure my feelings! am not sick! I understand you are upset, but there is nothing to be cured!"
Mr. Kim
"That's enough, Taehyung!"
His father's voice booms through the room,
Mr. Kim
"we are done with this now. There is someone who can help you find the right path. Gather your things, we will be back in half an hour."
Tae remains gasping, staring at the door where his parents previously were. He turns towards the bed, speechless and feeling lost. His hands run through his soft hair, before gripping in anger.
Taehyung
"What the actual **** just happened?"
He voices his confusion to the empty room. He snatches a pillow off the bed and throws it across the room, hitting a frame on the wall. He kicks the bed in anger, before flopping onto it facing the ceiling. A lonely tear escapes from his eyes, slowly descending and reaching his ear, tickling for a second, before disappearing into the bed sheets.
He turns his head towards left, where his wardrobe sits opened. He has never felt so hopeless, his mother's words repeating themselves into his ears. And his father's solution to this upsets him so much. Instead of trying to understand he is young, restless and horny, they just find him sick in the head.
Pouting hard and dragging himself to the wardrobe. He is doubting his parents are actually serious about this. Are they really just going to take him out of school in the middle of the second semester because he is gay?
He opens the wardrobe door wider and stares hopelessly at the clothes inside. Should he pack just some stuff? Should he fill up an entire luggage? He is doubting everything.
He takes his school bag off the desk chair and fills it up with some shorts, a few shirts, his panties and other necessities to last him for around one to two weeks. He just hopes his parents won't send him too far away or for too long.
He closes the bag and sits on the bed, right when someone clears their throat behind him and turning he sees his parents.
Mr. Kim
"We talked to the principal and he excused you for a while from school. It's up to you to get better fast, so you don't miss much,"
His father explains in a deep, monotone voice.
Mr. Kim
"We have to go now, Taehyung. Priest Jeon is waiting for you."
Priest Jeon
.
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Taehyung opens the car door and throws his bag inside, before getting in himself. He makes eye contact with his mother, who is watching him with a disappointed look, and shuts the car door with a bang.
The car engine starts and tae looks out of the window towards the campus. He sighs, watching it getting smaller and smaller by each second. He turns his head towards the phone on his lap. He connects the earphones and puts them into his ears, not feeling prepared for whatever his parents have in mind.
He doesn't realize he fell asleep, until he jolts awake, startled by the car door shutting loudly. He rubs his eyes tiredly and looks out the window, squinting because of the sun. A gasp escapes his mouth when he finds himself face to face with a rectory. It's towering over the car, its grey painting peeling off in the corners and the many windows feel like they are staring at him
His door is suddenly opened and he straightens himself when he sees his father was the one to open and behind him stand two figures: his mother and someone who he has never seen before, a man looking twice his age, dressed in a black, religious gown and having black hair. He is staring at him with the smallest smile the younger has seen.
He hears his father's voice and he turns to his bag, snatches it and steps out of the car. He runs his hand through his hair to arrange it a bit after the ride and takes a second to adjust his eyes to the blazing sun outside.
unknown
"Welcome, Taehyung "
An unknown voice wishes in a sweet, calm tone. It comes from the attractive older man that stands next to his mother, hands put together in front of him.
Tae scratches the back of his neck in embarrassment.
Mr. Kim
"Well, from here on, you are in priest Jeon's care. He will update us constantly on your behavior and development and we will decide when you can go back,"
His father says, before bowing and turning to the car and ultimately getting in.
His mother is silent as she take slow steps towards the car.
Mrs. Kim
"Be good, Taehyung ,"
She says before shutting the car door
Taehyung is only left to watch the car engine start up and the car departing, passing through the gate before disappearing, leaving the two males standing there alone.
A throat clears behind him and Taehyung never turned around so fast in his entire life. He doesn't have any intention of actually respecting or listening to this dude, but he supposes he could try his best to pretend it. He needs to get back to campus.
unknown
"Come, Taehyung. Let me take you to your room, before i will give you a tour of the church,"
The bizarre man next to him says, starting to walk ahead of tae
They pass all sorts of doors and go through some hallways, before arriving at a high as hell, black staircase made of steel. They seem to go forever, before it reaches a wide, barely enlightened hallway. Tae already feels lost by the time they reach a barely-taller-than-him, maroon door. The man opens it, along with some creaking, and steps aside.
unknown
"Leave your bag here, you can settle in after the tour."
Tae scoffs and pulls the bag off his shoulders and onto the bed.
Taehyung
"Can't we just do it later or something? I am hungry now, let's eat instead."
unknown
"No. Now come, you must know your way around before dinner time."
Tae rolls his eyes when he is sure the priest can't see him and follows behind, tramping his feet like a small child.
They go downstairs and the tour begins, with Tae not paying even half a mind to it all. The man shows him the kitchen, where he should only enter if asked to and the dining area where he must be present at specific times for meals, unless, of course, he is ill. The living room, where a TV lays and seems to not have been use since forever, Priest Jeon mentions that this is where they will do the night routine, to which Taehyung raises an eyebrow.
The priest shows Tae the chapel, which is situated a few hallways away from the 'living space'. He explains what every part of the chapel is for and even mentions what Taehyung's work will come to be at a point. He mentally shoots himself in the head.
Taehyung has never been a 'God person'. He doesn't care much for it. He doesn't see the point of worshipping something that might not even exist. He fuçks whoever he wants, he has his own friends and habits and happiness- no big, holy person is gonna stop him from those.
He continues to follow the priest around, but his mind wanders. The man looks hella hot, silver cross dangling from his neck and that black gown leaves too much for imagination. Tae could see himself tugging on that cross while being underneath him.
He would continue his thoughts, if he didn't slam into a body while not paying attention. He raises his head and looks into the priest's eyes. The man seems annoyed.
Priest Jeon
"What was the last thing I said?"
He stutters some nonsense, before the man in front of him glares fiercely
Priest Jeon
"Show me your palm."
Taehyung
"You are nuts, dude. Leave me alone."
Tae takes a step back, holding his hands besides his head.
Priest Jeon
"You came here, into my house, and you have the responsibility to respect me and listen to me when I am talking to you! Now, show me the palms or we might have a big problem, Kim Taehyung."
Tae is left speechless after the priest's outburst and hesitantly stretches his hand so both his palms are turned upwards and around his chest level.
A slapping sound echoes through the hallways and Taehyung yelps in pain.
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