3

The club was buzzing. Dim lights, loud music, smoke in the air. Jungkook sat in the VIP corner, his huge frame taking up the whole booth. His men stood around like statues, eyes sharp. Everyone knew who he was. Jeon Jungkook. The name made the room quieter. He sipped whiskey, face hard. Another night of business. Boring.

The manager rushed over, sweating. "S-sir, special service for you." He waved at someone. "Our best waiter."

Jungkook didn't care. Just wanted his drink fast.

Then... Taehyung came.

His legs wobbled. Heart pounding so hard he thought it'd burst. The manager picked him? Why him? Taehyung's hands shook holding the tray. One glass of whiskey. He kept his eyes down, blonde hair falling over his face. Big hips swayed a little as he walked, that plump ass shifting under tight black pants. He was scared. So scared. But he had to do it.

He stopped at the table. Legs like jelly. Bowed low. Voice tiny, stuttering. "G-good... e-evening... s-sir..."

Jungkook looked up.

And froze.

That voice. Soft. Melodious. Like music in the chaos. His dark eyes locked on Taehyung.

Taehyung felt the stare. Burned right through him. He kept eyes low, cheeks pink. Set the glass down slow, hands trembling. Fingers brushed the table. "Y-your... d-drink... s-sir..."

Jungkook couldn't look away. Never seen anyone like this. Taehyung's milky white skin glowed under the lights. That baby face—big doe eyes peeking up for a second, pouty lips shaking, button nose. Angelic. Pure. But the body... curved hips, tiny waist, that huge plump ass. Lewd. So lewd for a boy. Slim everywhere else, fragile. Like a dream he didn't know he wanted.

Heart raced. First time ever. Something pulled inside him. Warm. Weird. He just... stared. Eyes tracing every inch. Face to curves. Never gazed at anyone like this. So long. So hungry.

Taehyung felt it. The eyes on him. Made his stomach flip. He bowed again quick. "T-thank... y-you... s-sir..." Turned to go, legs still wobbly. Heart thumping.

Jungkook watched. Didn't blink. Taehyung walked away, serving others. Bowing to scary guys, voice stuttering. "G-good... e-evening... s-sirs..." Scared face, eyes down. But to Jungkook... beautiful. Only him he watched. The whole time. Drink forgotten.

Taehyung glanced back once. Met those piercing eyes. Butterflies exploded. Looked away fast, cheeks burning.

Jungkook finished his drink slow. Stood up. Towered over everyone. His men followed. He walked to the door. One last look.

Taehyung there, tray in hands, blonde hair soft. Looked up. Their eyes met again.

Jungkook's heart skipped. Turned and left.

Outside, cold air hit. But inside? Burning. Who was that boy?

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