《Text Me, Bitch | VKOOK ✓》Bonus + 67
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There the two boys were. Inside that one popular gay bar that brought back way too much crazy like memories. Every since they got together, they planned hang outs at least three times a month, basically taking turns on choosing where they wanted to go.
It was Taehyung's turn to choose and he so happened to choose the gay bar.
"Taehyung I swear to god stop grinding on Hoseok." Jungkook blurted out loudly across the bar at Taehyung who was dancing with all three of his best friends.
Namjoon and Yoongi were busy talking about "bro things" that they didn't even realize their boyfriends were being extra fucking close.
"Have you watch frozen yet? "Let it go" is seriously a big bop 'til this day." Said Namjoon who took a couple sips of his liquor mixed lemonade.
"That shits wack. You obviously don't know real music. "How far I'll go" Is way better. Moana has vocals." Yoongi argued.
"What an idiot. Elsa's way fucking better bro."
"Nah Moana is. At least she cared about her village and people and went out her path to help them where as Elsa's idiotic ass froze her whole city." Yoongi scoffed.
"Are you stupid? Elsa couldn't control that shit." Namjoon scoffed right back.
Jungkook suddenly snapped into the conversation interrupting the two fighting idiots. "Sorry to interrupt your manly conversation, but while you guys are over here fighting about Disney movies, ya boyfriends are over there grinding on each other."
Both boy's snapped their head in the direction of the other's who were feeling a little too much of themselves.
"Jimin. What the fuck." Yoongi shouted as he quickly made his way over there.
"JiN I swear to goD—" Namjoon has also shouted, following being Yoongi.
Jungkook sat their chuckling as, he watched his friends try stop the other's from dancing. He then noticed Taehyung walking in his direction.
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"You guys are all lame. What the hell." Taehyung practically whined causing another deep chuckle to escape Jungkook's mouth.
"You guys were getting a bit too close what are we suppose to do?"
"I mean we already had a foursome sooo." Taehyung lied. He only wanted to play around with Jungkook.
"Wait what?" Jungkook stood up quickly causing Taehyung to giggle lightly as he was joking. He didn't know whether he should feel angry, confused or boTH.
"You're an idiot. Do you really think I would do that?" Taehyung asked as he lightly nudged his boyfriend.
Jungkook squinted over towards the boy before sitting back down in the chair and taking a few sips of whatever drink he was drinking.
"You're a wild boy, so who knows what you're doing behind my back." Jungkook averted his gaze playfully only pretending to be mad.
Taehyung had a playful pout on his face as he tried to get Jungkook to look at him again. He then paused before going to sit in his boyfriend's lap earning a small gasp from Jungkook who looked right back at the boy.
"So this grabs your attention." Taehyung chuckled as his hands connected around Jungkook's neck. He smiled over at Jungkook before pursing his pink lips and tapping them as an indicator that he wanted a kiss.
Jungkook smirked before once again averting his gaze, causing Taehyung to whine.
"Kiss?" Taehyung asked lightly shaking Jungkook to get his attention.
Jungkook shook his head playfully which only made Taehyung whine like a baby even more. He then leaned in to try and kiss Jungkook himself, but Jungkook turned his head quickly to dodge the kiss.
"Fine." Taehyung mumbled with a light pout on his lips as he slowly got off of Jungkook's lap. He turned around to walk back to his friends, but before he was able to get far, Jungkook grabbed onto his hand.
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He pulled the boy back down on his lap, and rested his hands around Taehyung's small waist which only caused Taehyung's lips to curve into a small smile.
Leaning in Jungkook placed a peck on Taehyung's left cheek, then his right, his forehead, and his nose before leading down to his lips where the kiss lasted longer.
Taehyung's arms once again wrapped around Jungkook's neck where he smiled through the sweet kiss.
Pulling back, Jungkook then ruffled Taehyung's shiny silver hair. He then glanced over at the other's who seemed to be making up some random dance together to the song that was playing in the background.
Taehyung turned around to watch them as well. He then climbed off of Jungkook's lap, his hand grabbing onto Jungkook's to pull him up.
"Come dance with us." The boy grinned.
Jungkook shook his head. "You know I don't dance."
Taehyung frowned before pulling on Jungkook's hand once more. "Pleasee?" The boy begged.
Jungkook had thought about it for a couple of seconds before getting up. "Fine." He said causing the other to jump in excitement.
The two made their way over to the other's, following the steps to whatever dance they were making up. Taehyung couldn't help but grin as he watched his boyfriend dance, it was a new sight and he loved it.
While enjoying this moment he couldn't help but think a to himself that this was actually happening. His life felt so calmed in a way. It was completely surreal to him that an idiotic text really turned into something this perfect.
It was so amazing.
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Since I love this book so much I wanted to create a bonus chapter. My mind has literally been in this book 24/7. Follow me for future updates, and new books if you like, and please check out some of the newer ones. (I suggest "Prank Call") !!
Thank you for reading! Seriously! Xoxo.
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Okay nah I'm taking a reality check. This book is a grammar MESSSSSSSS WTFFFF LMAO
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