My Ideal Type Is Kang Taehyun | TaeGyu

Here today, gone tomorrow

"Right, you've grown so fine, Beomgyu." The muscular guy ruffled Beomgyu's raven hair. Taehyun simply bowed to him and vice-versa.

"Hi Jungkook hyung, you too have changed so much. Now you seem bigger than my hyung." Beomgyu giggled. "But hyung-ah, why a private wedding? Are you sure anything won't be leaked?"

Taehyung hummed, scratching the back of his permed head. "Kookie and I aren't ready yet to tell my fans that I'm gay, also there aren't any outsiders except some really close friends so I think it'll be okay unless, my best man's boy wants to share some gossip."

Kim Taehyung's best man's boy.

The quiet scarlet-haired looked up, flustered, and saw everyone staring at him. Taehyun quickly waved his hands, shaking his head, "N–No, I won't be telling anyone."

Beomgyu cooed at that, as Taehyung giggled and Jungkook ruffled his hair.

"Best man reminds me..." Jungkook suddenly wondered aloud, "Yours has already arrived but where's mine?"

"Jungkook hyung~"

Uh-oh, that voice sounded familiar.

Taehyun and Beomgyu simultaneously turned around, and gawked at the newer but unexpected presence.

"No way! Taehyunnie!?!?"

"H–Hyuka!?"

"Beomgyu?"

"Yeonjun? Soobin??"

"What are you two doing here!?"

Taehyung and Jungkook, clueless as fuck, looked at each other, then at the five younger ones.

"Looks like you guys already know each other haha." Taehyung spoke after what seemed like an eternity to interrupt the little glaring session.

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Beomgyu closed the door, and turned to see the scarlet-haired watching the room with much curiosity. Gulping, he inched closer and back-hugged Taehyun.

"What are you looking at?"

Taehyun gasped at first, then slightly looked over his shoulder to meet the older's eyes. "This place... I can never afford to stay a night here even if I sell my family home and our department store."

Beomgyu giggled, fussy Taehyun was the cutest version of Taehyun. He nuzzled his nose against the younger's hair, breathing in the organic scent of lemongrass.

"Why would you think so? Tell me anytime and I'll bring you here." The raven-haired smiled when he felt Taehyun's cheeks getting warmer.

But then something flicked in the mirror, luckily he happened to notice. Scanning the room with a cold stare, he suddenly threw Taehyun on the bed and climbed on top of him to pin his wrists above his head.

Beomgyu chuckled, staring deep into the soft hazel eyes of the boy who was now under him. "Yeobo, don't you think we should now hurry?"

Taehyun gulped at the sudden action, too startled to say something. He tried to free himself but when Beomgyu inched closer, his mind went blank.

"YAAAA, DON'T GET LAID IN FRONT OF ME!" Just the moment their lips were only a centimeter apart, Ryujin stumbled out from behind the sofa with her hands covering her eyes, and landed on the floor.

"Yeah?" Beomgyu got off the younger, hands on his hips, while glaring at the female who cursed at him. "Then how about you stop hiding in my room to spy on me? Huh?"

Ryujin stood up, now levelling her eyes with Beomgyu after fixing her hair. "I just wanted to see if you guys were truly dating!!"

Taehyun, who was still glued to the bed, stared up at Ryujin and Beomgyu bickering. He then realized from the older's words that he knew she was here, and he only did that to prove her wrong. He gulped the lump in his throat, and stood up.