Jungkook was never sure why or how kissing felt so good. Maybe it was the connection between you and another. Or maybe it was taehyungs plump, juicy, flavorful, pink, soft, glorious, beautiful-

Oh sorry. We went of topic.

Maybe kissing felt good because it was Kim Taehyung. That's what Jungkook wanted to believe. Smacking his lips against any other persons didn't sound pleasurable in the slightest.

"I think you're coworker is looking, bub. Pink hair, circular glasses, and short" Taehyung chuckles looking straight into jungkooks eyes. He turns to the side and sure enough, there stood Park Jimin with the biggest and dirtiest grin on his face.

"Whats with his smile?" Taehyung raises his eyebrow. "He's like that." Jungkook opened the door and grabs his bag. "Thank you for the ride." Just as Jungkook is about to leave, Taehyung grabs his hand.

'This is that kdrama shit oh my god'

Taehyung gives Jungkook the most irresistible puppy eyes and pout. "One more kiss, please?" Groaning, the younger leans in and gives his cute boyfriend a peck.

"Drive safely and good luck on the meeting." Jungkook yelled, about to close the door. "Thank you! You get off at 7 right?" Nodding, Jungkook waves at Taehyung then rushes into his workplace as his shift would start in 5 minutes.

"Damn Jungkook thanks for the free show." He shoves the pink haired boy then walks back to the backroom.

'Oh, him.' The new guy was adjusting his apron when he spotted Jungkook. "Oh, good morning." Minho says.

Jungkook nods "Morning." Something about Minho felt off. He just made Jungkook uncomfortable. He couldn't figure it out.

Little did he know he would find out way sooner than he expected.