You gasp in surprise when you see him standing on the entrance of your room, flabbergasted.

What was he even doing here? He was supposed to go out with the boys tonight. You swore you saw him leave, and that’s how you ‘borrowed’ his hoodie from his room.

“J-jimin what are you doing here!?” You shrieked, immediately covering yourself with a blanket.

God. this was so embarrassing.

“Y/N I step out of the apartment for like one minute and by the time you sneaked into my room and steal my hoodie? Jesus! you’re such a fucking pervert.” Jimin said, eyeing you from top to bottom in your vulnerable state. You bit your lower lip, trying to avoid his gaze, but you were too horny to actually come back to your senses.

“C’mon, give me my hoodie back!” He stepped closer and grabbed his hoodie from your hand, taking a look at it. You just lowered your gaze, still unsure what to say.

“Oh my god, look at that wet spot right there. You’re washing this up, Y/N.”

“Yes, I will wash it, sorry.” You said, as you tried to stand up, but you heard him interrupting you.

“No, no, dont stand. Sit down. Sit down like a dumb fucking slut.” You were kinda surprised by his little remark but then again, you were too horny to care.

He was looking at you, his eyes like a hawk. You felt a little embarrassed, but surprisingly, not uncomfortable. Jimin clicked his tongue, taking in your vulnerable form in front of him.

“Here, you wanted this right? Take it. Show me what you were doing.”

“W-what!?” You look at him in surprise, eyes narrowing at his demand.

He wanted you to show him what?!

Was he joking?

“You heard me. Show me what you were doing with my hoodie before I walked in.”

He definitely wasn’t joking.

“Jimin, I am sorry I-”

“C’mon, show me. You were so confident earlier, sneaking into my room, and stealing my hoodie, grinding on it. But now that i am here, you’re all shy?” Jimin said, his eyes scanning you from top to bottom. Even though your body was covered in the blanket, he could very well make out in what position your body was. Legs spread, fingers playing with each other, and your nipples still hard.

“I wont do it again, I promise..” You say, barely in a whisper, earning a scoff from Jimin. You both knew in what state you were in. Wet and willing.

“C’mon now, Y/N. I have to go back to my friends. You’re really losing an opportunity to play with yourself in front of me.” Jimin said, standing up to leave.

“Wait.. don’t go…” You called out, voice barely above a whisper, holding his arm, preventing him to go.

Your actions made Jimin smirk, he got what he wanted. after all, he’d always imagined you in a state like this. He was just a man. And you, he wont lie, had an amazing body. He’d find his cock stir slightly in his pants when you’d wear your favorite pink shorts in front of him. Or when you’d wear that black spaghetti of yours, that exposed a bit of your cleavage when you’re all comfortable, watching TV.

God knows how many times he had to control himself in front of you. You were his roommate. he didn’t wanted to look like a pervert to you. But today when he caught you doing not-so-pure things with his used hoodie, he knew he wasn’t the only perverted one.

He gawks at you, his eyes full of lust, licking his lower plush lip “Oh, you want me to stay?” He chuckles and runs his fingers through his dark hair. He had THAT mischievous smile on, that made you utterly crazy. Every. Single. Time.

“Go ahead, grind on that hoodie, slut.” Jimin commanded, taking some calculative steps towards you, his eyes never leaving yours. He sat on the edge of the bed, his hoodie on his hand, with a wet spot of your juices, reminding you of your perverse.

He gently tugs at the blanket that engulfed your frame, revealing your smooth body. He gazed at your perky breasts, nipples hard. your soft abdomen, your curvy hips, and your delicious wet cunt. He mouthed the words 'Oh my god' as he saw your glistening core, his cock standing in salute.

Fuck, he had always been dying to see you like this…

You gently take his hoodie back from his hands, movements slow and delicate. You bought the cloth to your wet sex, feeling the same sensation you felt minutes before. Hell, you were so horny. Maybe it was his scent, maybe it was just Jimin.

You closed your eyes when you felt the fabric rub against your clit, making you moan unconsciously. “Mhhh Fuck..”

You start to grind on his hoodie, lewd noises unconsciously leaving your mouth.

Jimin smirked, imagining his dick wrapped against your cunt instead of his hoodie. His hand went down to his shaft, undoing his pants, pulling out his hard cock. Jimin looks up at you, his eyes filled with lust, his cock throbbing in his hand as he speak. “You’re enjoying this as much as i do, aren’t you, babygirl?”

You let out another moan in response as he starts to pump himself, looking at your slutty self fucking his hoodie shamelessly. “Mhm just like that baby, fuck yourself just like that.”

He's pretty when he masturbates like that, staring directly into your eyes as he whimpers, breathy and sweet.

Each of his little moans makes you wetter, and your body continues to tremble with need. It's so unbelievably hot how he tilts his head back, exposing the V of his jaw and his Adam's apple, bobbing each time he swallows in pleasure.

You can’t control yourself any longer, especially when jimin looks so fuckable right now, pumping his huge cock right in front of your eyes. Your hands find its way to your clit, rubbing it fast, and desperately, moaning out profanities, and Jimin lose his mind.

Grabbing your hips, Jimin yanks you closer so he can switch places with you, now kneeling in front of you. His mouth water seeing your beautiful glistening pussy, screaming to be eaten out. And so he wastes no time. A wet, hot tongue against your center. You moan at the sudden feeling, your back arching as Jimin repeats the action, the tip of his soft muscle lapping at your leaking folds until he stops at your clit, circling it with an increasing pressure that has you whining at the sensation.

"Fuck, Jimin," you moan out, hands curling into fists as you try to keep your legs as open as possible.

"You’ve been wanting this, don’t you, Y/N? Dreamt about me eating your cunt out till you cum in my tongue."

You are a mess. Your lips parted, hips squirming, back arched, getting eaten out by your roommate like you’d dreamt of.

"Arrghh f-fuckk," you stammer, relishing in the feeling of his lips brushing your swollen bud, and his nose bumping into your needy bundle of nerves. "Y-yes! fucking love it!"

He parts your legs wider, allowing him to sink deeper; his nails dig into the flesh of your thighs which has you moaning, whimpering as he makes out with your cunt. You feel your walls clench around nothing inside, your high nearing, and as your legs start to quiver, your moans becoming chipped and louder, he - suddenly removes himself completely, earning a while from you.

“I wont let you cum so easily, slut. you’ve been teasing me since forever with that slutty body of yours. Now be a good girl and suck my cock.”

Jimin gets up from the bed, and stands in front of you, his cock bobs and hangs heavy in front of your face, close enough that the tip brushes your cheek and smears precum across your face while you remain seated on the bed.

He grabs one of your hands again before he brings his girth to your mouth, your lips spreading as your tongue darts out, licking away the salty pre-cum before he comes closer, aiding you.

Not needing to be told twice, you lean forward to lap at the precum dribbling from Jimin’s slit, making him groan. His body trembles slightly as you suck him into your mouth, and it feels good to know you're not the only one affected.

The rumbling around Jimin’s cock has his throat let out low groans; his head falls back as his fingers squeeze your hand once before he lets go and buries it in your hair.

"Look at you. Such a stupid little cock slut." He groaned, watching drool leak from the corners of your mouth as he thrusted into you. Every hit of his cock against the back of your throat pushed tears into your eyes, eventually causing them to spill out onto your cheeks. "Fuck," he said through gritted teeth.

He knows he’s when he feels his cock throbbing vigorously. He grabs your hair into a fist, pulling you away from his cock, a thread of saliva and his wet slick attaching your lips and cock still.

“I want to fucking cum inside you, Y/N”

He pushed you back in the bed, so that you flat on your back, as Jimin hovers over you. You’d never seen his face this close. Jimin cradles the side of your face and slots his lips with yours for the first time.

It felt so good kissing Jimin.

He holds you gently as your lips glide together, his kiss completely opposite when it comes to oral sex. Gentle and light. He moves his lips with yours, tasting himself on your tongue and moaning into your mouth when he does. You pant against each other in between kisses, Jimin using the opportunity to bite and suck on your bottom lip until you're pushing yourself against him, seeking more.

He pulls away and gets up from the bed, discarding his hoodie off of his body, his body completely bare now. He hovers over you once again, this time groping your left tit in one hand, his thumb flicking over the sensitive nub, and rubbing your clit in the other.

"You want me to fuck you hard, don't you? You want me to fuck you like a slut, treat you like the dirty little whore that you are." He growled and roughly grabbed your thighs, pulling them apart, his cock aligned on your pussy. Youre a moaning mess, his assault on your breast and clit never stopping.

Just then you felt a sting on your left breast, making you yelp at the sensation.

“Answer me Y/N. You want me to use you good like a whore or not?” he growled.

“F-fuck Jimin y-yes please!” You whimpered, face contorted with need when not long after, you felt another slap on your other tit.

“Please what, bitch?” He asked, his hand not stopping the relentless abuse on your clit, when you feel him twist your nipple, demanding you to beg again. You could feel his rock hard cock poking your entrance.

“Please Jimin, fuck me like a needly little slut right now!” you whimpered, not caring about anything. You’ve wanted his cock for long now anyway.

Lining up, Jimin sunk his throbbing cock inside of you, the angle of the position letting him sink until he was fully inside of you, the glide was easy from how sloppy wet you were.

"I've always wanted you, you know..." he pants loudly as he continues to thrust in you. "Such a shame that you never let me have this pussy before.”

He kept one hand on your hip and another pressed into your shoulder to keep you in place as he finally let go, pounding into you with all the force he had. Every ounce of pent up lust and confusion he had for you all these months came pouring out through the fervor of his thrusting. The way you moaned his name sent chills up his spine.

The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the squelch of your pussy dripping and coating Jimin’s cock.

“You're so tight... So wet and tight around my cock. Fuck!" He growled and his thrusts became erratic as he began to slam deeper and faster into your tight hole.

"You’re... So... Fucking..” He reaches forward and grabs your throat, squeezing gently. "fucking... tight… Fuck!”

He could feel you squeeze him, and he dug his fingers Tightening on your throat.

"Do you wanna cum, baby?"

"Fuck jimin please!" you sputtered. "Please let me cum."

Jimin slapped your cheeks, feeling his own orgasm approaching as he thrusted into you in an animalistic pace. He starts to rub your clit furiously once again.

"Cum, you little whore. Cum all over my cock like a good girl." He growled, his filthy words finally making you snap.

Jimin had you screaming and writhing as he fucked you through your orgasm, Sweat was beading at his forehead and glistened across his chest and back, chasing his high. Jimin leaned down to press his body against yours as his hips continued to snap into you.

Jimin moaned against your skin as he reached his release, painting your walls for the first time. "Oh fuck," he moaned, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. Jimin collapsed on his back beside you, eyes fluttering shut as he watched stars shoot behind his eyelids. You were still panting and he felt your quivering vibrate through the mattress. Both of you, utterly spent.

“…dont you have to go..?” you finally ask him, after gaining enough energy to speak. His eyes opened up, looking at your beautiful face red, hair fucked up, makeup melted down your face, cum and sweat drenching your body from the pleasure he gave you.

“Why? you gonna steal steal another hoodie from my room after I go?” He jokes, tucking a strand of hair from your face behind your ear, watching your lips bloom a smile.

“Fuck you.” You roll your eyes.

“Already did.” Jimin smirks, pulling your body closer to his.

“And i will, in future.”

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You had never really been to a fight before. But figuring from what Namjoon said about the label artists hanging out at the place regularly, you made the decision to dress yourself up a bit punk. You wore a red pencil skirt with a modest and fitting black top. Last minute you decided to grab a large leather jacket. 

The jacket had a funny story. You were a huge groupie back in the day, and one time at a concert, the lead singer of a band you really liked, Park Jimin, threw his jacket into the crowd, and luckily you caught it. 

You arrived at the address, the cold wind causing you to wrap your arms around yourself. It was quite a happening scene. Girls were dressed in stockings and chokers, smoking something or the other. You couldn’t tell. You saw a good amount of denim, flannel and jewelry. So it was this kind of scene. You mentally high fived yourself for bringing the jacket.

You walked up to the entrance, already able to hear the remnants of loud music. Was there a live band here? You wondered. The busser stopped you from going in.

“Name?” He asked gruffly. He had a cigarette poking out the side of his mouth, and his eyes were darkly lined. You clumsily reached into your purse and took out the flyer, handing it to him. “Hm” He eyed your figure, “Nice jacket. Down the back hall, second door on your left.”

Walking in, Death Valley seemed like any other dive bar. Groups of friend were drinking, smoking, laughing. The ambiance wasn’t too bad at all. Down the back hall. Your eyes scanned the area until you found what you were looking for.

“Nice jacket” You turned to see someone approaching you, drink in hand. He had faded greenish hair that somehow suited his doll like face. He had a twinkle in his eyes that you couldn’t quite decipher if it was him being high or ill-intentioned. Probably both.

“Thanks. I’ve been getting that a lot”

“We don’t get a lot of Park Jimin fans here these days. Are you new?” You nodded.

“Yeah, I’m here for the fight. My friend invited me. He’s expecting me so I better…” The boy put his arm around you casually and began leading you towards the back.

“Perfect, let me show you the way. The name is Taehyung by the way”

You let this Taehyung person lead you through the back hallway. It was barely lit. You followed him down a few flights of stairs until finally you arrived at another hallway. You felt goosebumps on your skin. This place looked insanely sketchy. There was dark graffiti loosely spread out across the walls. Second door on your left. Your eyes locked in on the beaten down door. Taehyung let you go, tugging your jacket so that it pulled off of your back.

“Hey!” You protested but he simply folded the jacket and handed it back to you.

“Trust me. You probably aren’t gonna wanna wear that in there” His eyes dropped to your chest and the back to you, licking his lips. “Come on jacket girl, let’s go have some fun”

You couldn’t even see anything when you opened the door. The strong scent of tobacco, weed, and so much else overwhelming your senses. Taehyung waved the fog from you and guided you through the crowd. There were way more people in here than upstairs. You quickly realized that this was somewhat of an arena. You gripped your jacket tightly as Taehyung held your arms, bringing you somewhere you could finally get some space.

“Who are you meeting? I can probably help you find them” He offered. His actions so far had been kind but something in your gut told you not to trust this guy.

“My colleague. Kim Namjoon. He said he would be easy to find” Taehyung burst out laughing.

“Kim Namjoon?” Taehyung chuckled darkly, “Damn…Joon brought a Park Jimin fan to the ring. What a fucking joke” He smirked meanly, “You’ll see him soon enough.” You heard a buzzer go off, prompting you to look towards the center of the arena, where a small boxing ring had been set up. The ring was torn and tattered, old yellow lights shining down to illuminate the space.  Your eyes widened as the two fighters entered the rink, sliding off their robes. There before you, shirtless, muscular, and with an angry gleam in his eyes, was Namjoon.

“What the fuck” You muttered in shock. You heard Taehyung giggle slightly at your reaction. You watched as the ref began the fight, cheers roared thunderously loud as Namjoon threw the first punch. Your focus shifted to his opponent. He was broad, also well built, and had a very handsome face. You watched as Namjoon’s fist slashed against his opponents almost perfect jawline. The two men hashed it out violently, the crowd wilding. You head a phone ring, becoming aware that Taehyung was on the phone.

“How much did you bet on him…doesn’t matter.” He paused, “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.” He glanced at you and smiled inwardly, “Consider it done”.

You watched as the opponent, who based on the screams that surrounded you you deduced was Jin, floored Namjoon with a flip. You cringed at the sound of impact. The light was so bright, reflecting off of the ring. You were finding it harder and harder to keep your eyes open. You turned to Taehyung.

“I think I need some air. How do I get out of here?” Taehyung nodded his head in the direction of an exit. You thanked him quietly and wiggled your way through before you tumbled out the door. It wasn’t the way you had come in. It seemed to be some sort of additional private hall. You heard some voices, comforting you in that you were not completely alone.

Your curiosity got the better of you, and you followed the voices down the hallway until you arrived at another set of stairs. You peered over the ledge to see a few men standing around someone who sitting down on a chair.

“I thought you said you drugged him you fuck. Do you know how much we bet on Jin winning tonight?” You heard a loud slap, causing you to tremble slightly. “Scum. This is why I don’t like working with street rats” The voice sounded slightly familiar to you but you couldn’t quite place it.

The men exchanged a few more words that you couldn’t hear too well before the disappeared. You heard a door close, making you think that they must have left the building or something. You slowly crept down, checking the room to ensure the men had left. The boy on the chair remained still, head hanging down. You noticed suddenly that he was tied up, his waist to the chair, and his wrists together behind. He had blue highlights playing at the ends of his black wavy locks.

He looked up and met your eyes. His eyes were large, almost innocent—looking shocked at seeing you. He squirmed slightly, as your eyes landed on the cloth wrapped in his mouth. You set down your things and carefully ran over to help him. You bent over him, chest coming dangerously close to his face as you untied his mouth gag. It occurred to you that you could have just gone behind him. As soon as you undid the knot, you felt the boy take a deep breath. He was so close to you that you felt your skin tingle. You backed away, meeting his eyes.

“Sorry…I’ll…go around” You mumbled. He gulped and nodded, still not saying a word. You untied his wrists and waist. He still didn’t get up. “Are you okay?” You asked. He rubbed his wrists, red markings decorating them all over. “Shit you look hurt. Hold on” You grabbed your purse, rummaging for some ointment. “Here” You got on your knees before him, squeezed out some and grabbed his hand, rubbing it softly onto his scars. You noticed the tattoos on his fingers.

“How did you even get here?” He finally spoke.

“I just came out of the ring for some air…wandered a bit”

“No one knows about the back rooms. Who sent you?”

“Um…” You thought carefully, “T…taehyung? I think was his name”

“Of course” The boy muttered, pulling his hand away from you as you finished. He tilted your chin up towards him, bending down to look at you closer. “What’s your name?”

“Y/n” You pulled away from his touch, bending down to put the ointment back in your purse. You heard the boy groan.

“You look really hot like that.” His hand rested on the top of your head. “Bet you suck cock real good”

You scoffed. “I just fucking saved your ass and that’s what you have to say” You rose, brushing the dust off of your knees. The boy chuckled, running a hand back through his hair.

“How rude of me. Thank you. Wanna fuck?” You couldn’t help but grin at his forwardness. He pat his thigh, inviting you to sit. His thighs did look really delicious. 

“I don’t even know you”

“Exactly”

You shrugged. You weren’t sure if you were second hand high from all the smoke earlier, but the prospect of fucking this hot stranger didn’t seem so bad. You had a stressful day after all.

“Well I’m not sucking your dick on this dirty floor” You established, unzipping your tight skirt. He smirked as the garment dropped to the floor. You made your way into the boy’s lap as his hand immediately found your ass and squeezed.

“A hottie like you has no business in a place like this” He murmured, inhaling your scent as he ran his nose across your jaw. Your hands pressed his chest and you could feel his hard abs behind the fabric of his shirt. You rolled your hips slightly. The boy bit down on your top’s straps, and you watched as he tugged it down to get access to your chest. He ran his lips across every inch of your skin he had access to until he was barely away from kissing your lips.

“I’m Jungkook by the way” He whispered, watching you carefully as you squirmed. He kissed you softly once, testing the waters. He then gnawed at your bottom lip, sucking on it. You let your hands travel up until your were grasping his hair tightly as the kiss deepened. His hands gripped your hips, moving you back and forth on his thigh. He patted your ass, indicating that you get up slightly. 

He unzipped his jeans and you watched his cock pop out. He wasn’t the biggest you had seen, but he looked delicious nevertheless. He didn’t bother taking off the rest of his pants as you reached your hand down and began stroking him sensually.

You watched him as he stared down at your hands. You pumped him at a slow pace, letting your thumb roll over his tip. You let him go and brought your palm to his face.

“Lick” His eyes widened but he obeyed. He lapped at your palm until you were satisfied, then returned to stroking his cock.

“Damn okay. You’re a filthy little slut huh” You smirked. Jungkook grabbed your neck, letting his fingers climb up your jaw and tilt your face back. “You like it rough?”

You squeezed his cock extra tight, causing him to loosen his grip before shoving your own fingers in his mouth. He gagged and you grinned. “You couldn’t handle it” You teased. That ignited a spark in Jungkook’s eyes. You retracted your fingers and he pushed his mouth flush against yours, biting at you harshly. You moaned into him as he smacked your ass.

“Get the fuck on my cock right now” He growled. You grinned, more than happy to indulge him. You raised your hips, shifting your panties aside. Jungkook watched as his tip made contact with your moistening folds. He exhaled shakily as you sunk down on him. “Holy fuck…fuck…fuck” He whimpered, holding you tight.

You grabbed the back of his neck, letting your nails dig into him a little. Jungkook raised your hips, watching as his cock emerged in sight, now sticky and covered with your slick. He guided you back down, but you needed more. You slapped his hands away, tightening your grip on his neck, pulling his hair slightly as you began to ride him as fast as you could. You rolled your hips, bouncing yourself on him with as much strength as you could conjure, letting his cock dig deeper and deeper inside you each time. Jungkook cursed loudly, smacking your ass repeatedly as the pleasure began to overwhelm him.

“You love that don’t you” He muttered, letting his fingers trace up and down your back as you continued to ride him. “Pretty little slut, riding my cock like this…thats right baby…”

You could feel your core tighten at his words as your mind urged to go faster, feeling the brink of your pleasure approach. You whined loudly, burying your face into his neck as you pushed your hips to bounce even faster. You felt hot and feverish, the smell of sex overtaking the room. You felt the waistline of Jungkook’s jeans brush against your ass.

You felt a surge of wetness, the realization of how obscene your actions were turning you on beyond reason. You continued to ride the fully clothed stranger beneath you, biting into his neck.

“Fuck you’re hot” He groaned as the friction on his cock became even tighter. “Fucking away on my big cock like a toy. So fucking desperate…fuck…” He suddenly brought his hands to your hair and tugged your head back harshly. Your neck strained and you winced at the pain.

“Ahhh Jungkook” You squealed, enjoying his actions more than you anticipated. He took the opportunity to kiss your breasts over your clothes, latching on and biting at your nipples over the fabric. The stain of his saliva was evident on your top but you didn’t care. He tugged your hair back again, before letting go suddenly so that your head whipped back up.

He leaned back, slapping your thigh, “Come on baby…cum on me…cum on my big cock like the slut you are…want to see how fucking pretty you look when you cum” You felt your legs getting tired but your orgasm was so incredibly close. Junkook slapped you again, giving you the last bit of motivation to thrust down on him with everything you had, pushing you over the edge.

You yelped out, your voice echoing in the abandoned room, pussy leaking all over Jungkook messily. He watched in amazement as your cunt swallowed him in tightly, your hot walls milking him out.

“Fuckkkk yesss. Just like that baby” Jungkook let go of you, letting his hands fall to his sides limply as you continued to ride our your high.

You bounced on him while he sat back and watched you, a big michevious smile plastered on his lips. “Get on your knees” He growled. Forgetting your earlier protest, you slowly raised yourself off of him and dropped to the ground, knees scraping against the dirty concrete floor. Jungkook widened his legs, leaning forward to stroke his cock as he wiggled it in front of you.

He watched as he rolled his tip across your whole face, circling your lips. You stuck your tongue out, letting himself rub up against it. He jerked himself aggressively and the next thing you knew your eyes flew shut as he cried out in pleasure. His hot seed splattering all over your fucked out face.

You were both panting, completely spent and exhausted. Jungkook let his thumb trace your face, spreading his cum

“So pretty” He groaned kissing you, licking up remnants of his own cum from your lips. He cupped your face suddenly, deepening the kiss, pulling you back into his lap. He pushed your hair away from your face and took a look at you.

“Can I get your number?” You asked him softly, suddenly feeling shy after the aggressive display you had just put on for this stranger. You felt him smile against you.

“No” He grinned, patting your cheek, “But trust me, if you want to find me you’ll be able to” He pushed you off of him and finally got up, stretching his arms to crack his shoulders.

You found your skirt and dressed yourself back up. Jungkook suddenly zeroed in on you as you slid on your jacket. His eyes narrowed.

“Who are you really? Where did you get that jacket?” You tilted your head curiously. What was the big deal about your jacket? “Is this a fucking set up?”

“What…no…I?” You suddenly felt a hand around you from behind and a knife pressed up against your neck.

“Don’t move” Through the side of your vision you see a gloved hand pull a gun out. Your blood runs cold. Jungkook raises his arms slowly. “Get back in the fucking chair you piece of shit” The man behind you growled, “You’re not going anywhere till we get our fucking money back”

You clenched your eyes shut, trembling as you heard the gloved man snicker. A gun shot rang out and you screamed, jumping into the man that held you. You slowly opened your eyes and relief flushed you as you saw that Jungkook was not shot.

The look on his face was of pure fear and slowly you felt the body behind you go absolutely cold, dropping to the floor.  You turned around and you entire body froze.

Standing right there was Park Jimin. The Park Jimin. Holding a gun.

You dropped to the floor, blacking out completely.

-

When you woke up the next morning, you found yourself in your own apartment, in your own bed. You rubbed your eyes, not understanding how you ended up here.

You were still in the clothes from last night, but you couldn’t find your jacket. You checked your phone, head pounding in confusion.

Kim Namjoon - 3 missed calls

You sighed. You were going to have to explain to Namjoon why you missed out on watching his fight. You wondered who ended up winning. You decided to google it. Strangely enough, no results came up. Death Valley was listed as a local bar and nothing more.

You arrived at work, head still stinging from earlier. Today was your first day working in the studio. Namjoon met you in the lobby.

“Y/n! Hey!” He walked up to you eagerly, “I couldn’t find you after the” He looked around carefully “after last night, I got a bit…caught up…I’m so sorry. Did you have fun?”

“When were you gonna tell me you were this RM fellow?” You laughed, hitting him playfully. Namjoon grinned eagerly. He was cute, you could tell he was excited to explain.

“Yeah. I do some fighting on the side to make quick money. I actually really wanna be an artist here one day, but I can’t afford any studio time yet.” Namjoon gets a dreamy look in his eyes, “I wanna be a rockstar”.

At that moment, you heard a loud amount of chattering, accompanies with shuttering camera clicks and faint screams. You and Namjoon both turned to see security guiding someone in, pushing away fans and paparazzi. The man who walked in was wearing sunglasses, and had a hat on to remain inconspicuous.

From the other end of the lobby you see Min Yoongi, looking just as amazing, if not more, clipboard in hand, walking towards him. The two men fist bumped and you watched as the man finally removed his sunglasses, handing it to one of the assistants surrounding him.

You chuckled ironically back at Namjoon once you recognized the man, “Like Park Jimin?” Namjoon pursed his lips, glaring at the singer and he followed Min Yoongi towards the studio.

“Yeah. Like Park Jimin”

-

You were in the studio, playing around with the soundboard before the session began. You giggled as you played back a track and warped the pitch. The studio door swung open.

“Hi! Y/n right?” He reached out to shake your hand. You rose and accepted it politely. “My name is Hoseok, you can call me Hobi. I’m a songwriter and junior producer” He motioned towards the soundboard, and you both took a seat.

“So tell me about yourself! What made you want to get into music production?”

“I’ve always been somewhat of a groupie growing up. I used to be really into a band…” You paused, “Well I guess funny enough I was a big Park Jimin fan back in the day.”

Hobi chuckled, “How interesting. He only recently signed with us. That’s what we’ll be working on today. Although quite honestly I’m a bit worried since he hasn’t worked on music in a while”

You nodded, “Yeah that’s what I thought. I heard he had sort of gone off the deep end, with drugs and all that” You realized you were talking shit about a client, “Um…I mean that’s probably not true”

“No that sounds about right. It happens to young stars so easily. They get caught up in the money, the sex, the drugs…the power” He trailed off. “Get some damn good songs out of it though” You laughed.

“Jimin should be here any second” Hobi looked at his watch.

You leaned back in your chair, embracing the silence and trying to gather yourself. You thought back to the previous evenings events. Was that really Park Jimin’s face you had seen, holding the gun? There was no way. There was absolutely no way.

The universe was really testing you today wasn’t it.

“Hi there!” Your eyes opened to see the big star himself, “Sorry I’m late” He reached a hand out but you simply stared at him, blinking in disbelief. He giggled, “I guess you know who I am…Miss Y/n”

“How do you know my name?” You asked. Jimin sat on the couch behind you and Hobi, prompting the both of you to swing around and face him.

He bit his lip, preventing a smile. “Wouldn’t you like to know” He whispered just loud enough for you to hear. Hobi cleared his throat.

“Alright team.” Hobi reached into his bag and pulled out a bag of weed. “I’ll roll. Let’s make some fucking music”

You honestly had never had so much fun at a job in your whole life. The three of you got higher than a mountaintop before beginning to mess around with instruments. Hobi had a bass in his lap, playing around with some tunes while Jimin was a giggling mess, letting his fingers slide across the synth. You don’t know when you ended up on the couch besides him, letting him show you the chords he played.

Jimin turned to look at you, “Mmm…” His hand slid under your skirt, “Something about a girl stealing your jacket like she stole your heart” He squeezed your thigh. Hobi mumbled in agreement, scribbling something on his notepad. “I want snacks” Jimin pouted, “Hobi can we get food? I bet Y/n is hungry too”

Hobi decided to go drive out and pick up lunch from someplace, leaving you and Jimin alone in the studio. As if there was a light switch, Jimin’s giggles and flirting ceased, replaced instead with a more serious and intimidating aura.

“What do you remember?” He asked sternly. So it really was him.

“I…” You weren’t sure if you should play dumb or not. There was a chance that you had seen him shoot someone. Which would make you a liability to him. What if he shot you too? No. You needed to calm down. Breathe. “I’m sorry?” You feigned innocence.

“Do you remember Jeon Jungkook?”

Jeon Jungkook huh. Okay. “Yes. I hooked up with him, but I don’t remember anything else” Jimin peered at you for a while. You met his gaze right back.

As a student, you had posters of young Park Jimin all over your room. You and your friends would dress up all cute to go to his concerts, saving up from your part time jobs to get front row tickets. Eventually his crew and bandmates began to recognize you all. You’d get invited to gatherings, that’s where you first tried alcohol, you even slept with one of his crew members once. Eventually the phase died out, but here you were, staring into the eyes of your idol.

You felt dizzy. It was too unreal.

Jimin finally exhaled, smiling once again. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny plastic pouch. You could see some white powder in it. You gulped.

“Wanna try?” He winked at you. You nodded slowly, your mind immediately questioning your judgement. You couldn’t exactly think of why doing this was a bad idea. Jimin opened the pouch carefully. He tilted his neck and poured a small line on it. He smirked at you. “Go ahead baby girl. Snort it” You were weak in the knees, trembling. You slowly scooted closer to him, your heart race speeding the close your got. You could smell him, god he smelled like heaven. You shut your eyes and snorted the powder, coughing out immediately. Jimin laughed as you wiped your nose. “Cute. My turn” You tilted your neck but he tutted, “Not there baby girl,” He reached over to your collar. He suddenly yanked down causing a good majority of your buttons to tear off, revealing your chest and the black bra you wore underneath.

“Rightttt hereee” Jimin traced a line down your chest. “Is that okay with you?” He kept his finger planted, hot on your skin.

“Yes” You worried you sounded too eager, but Jimin did not seem to notice. He helped you lay back on the couch. He poured out his line, leaning down from between your legs, using his elbows to hover above you. You tilted your head up, watching as he took a moment to simply stare at your chest. He pushed the fabric of your shirt aside and traced the outline of your bra, making you squirm. You let out a soft moan that did not go unnoticed. Once satisfied, he plugged his nose and snorted the line off of you. He inhaled the drug deeply, shaking his head and grinning widely. He wiped his nose on his sleeve before lowering himself back onto you. He licked a stripe, cleaning up any remaining powder on you. He simply hovered above you for a while, toying with your bra, watching you as he teased his fingers—occasionally slipping them under the pads. He slowly pushed the cups up off of your beasts.

He watched you intensely as he ran his tongue around your nipple. “Do you mind if I do this?” He asked almost in a cooing way, as if you didn’t know exactly what his intentions were. “Can I suck it baby girl?” You nodded dumbly. Jimin’s mouth engulfed your breast, lathering up the flesh with his tongue before releasing it was a pop. He brought his finger to pinch the wet bud, rolling it between his fingers.

“Jimin” You gasped, arching your back as pleasure shot through your veins. Jimin stopped suddenly.

He dragged you off of the couch, pulling you to your feet and pressed you back against the studio wall. The impact caused a few pieces of equipment to tumble over but he didn’t care. He stroked your jaw as he pressed his hardening cock into your stomach. “Do you feel that baby girl?” He snickered, “What are you gonna do about it? Are you gonna be a good girl and take care of daddy?” You whined, nodding quickly, throwing upper arms around his neck to pull yourself closer into him. “You gonna let daddy have his way with you?”

“Yes” Your whole body was shaking in anticipation. Jimin toyed with your waistline until he was able to drag your skirt off. He circled your waist, tightly grabbing your hips before he turns you around. He walks over the the coffee table, where all the weed, notepads, crumpled papers had piled up. He took his arm in one full sweep and cleared the table, not missing a beat as he pulled you harshly so that you fell back on the table. You spread your legs for him as he grabbed your panties and tore them off of your body.

You watched him unbuckle his pants. Jimin got down on his knees and pulled your thighs towards him so that he could shove his face between your legs. You bucked your hips as his nose brushed against your clit. He places soft kisses along your inner thighs and watches as your pussy squelches, desperate to be filled. He pulls his cock out, making his way on top of you. He takes on hand to harshly grab your jaw, turning your face to the side, the other to line his cock up with your entrance.

“C…condom” You whined. You felt his fingers tighten.

“You’re not on birth control?” He asked through gritted teeth. He sinks into you, his arms grabbing your thighs to pull your legs as far apart as he could. You felt your muscles ache and you cried out. “You better get on it, because I’m gonna be fucking you every chance I get. And I don’t wanna pull out next time. You understand baby girl?” You nod, “Say it” He growled, thrusting into you harshly. You yelped as you felt his thickness fill you to the brim, the stretch feeling so incredibly right.

“Yes…daddy” You managed to speak. Jimin stared at you, stilling just a moment before thrusting into you once again.

“I love that fuck…you’re so tight baby girl. Keep talking. Keep telling daddy how much you love it” Jimin pounded into you. You could feel the table underneath you wobble, the vibrations causing chaos around you as more equipment began to fall out of place and make a mess everywhere.

“So good daddy. I want more…” You moaned as Jimin picked up his pace, “More….more…more daddy more” Your face was flushed with heat and your pussy was drenched. You suddenly screamed out as you felt yourself hit your peak, a wave of dizzy ecstasy washing over every nerve in your body. Your pussy throbbed.

“Mmm yes…being such a good little…fuck…little cock sleeve for daddy hm?” The table creaked loudly and Jimin’s movement became harsher. He let his hips rise far enough so that his cock barely slips out before pounding right back into you over and over again.

You suddenly feel yourself falling as the table beneath you breaks. Jimin growls in annoyance, pulling out of you to stand up.

He doesn’t even bother helping you out of the rubble, instead just points at the soundboard. “Bend over. Let me take you from behind” He snapped his fingers. You furrowed your eyebrows. He was acting as if he fucking owned you, and you didn’t like that. You didn’t know why you weren’t resisting him, you usually played rough, but Jimin had you mute and submissive. A part of you hated yourself for it, a part of you loved it.

You leaned over as told, the buttons of the soundboard painfully pressing into your front. Jimin didn’t held as he held your face down. You winced at the pain, and Jimin fit his cock back inside you. He moaned out, clearly enjoying himself. You maybe not so much anymore. You were drooling over the expensive equipment your body getting scratched up all over as Jimin pounded you from behind.

“It hurts…” You whined, your eyes clenched shut to shield contact from the buttons under your face.

“Like I give a fuck” Jimin laughed, nevertheless he pulled out and let you get up off of the soundboard. You rand your fingers over your face, feeling the harsh imprints. Jimin grabbed your shoulders and pushed you down to your knees. “Suck me off baby. I’m almost done” He put his hand in your hair, pushing your face towards his cock. Your mouth opened just in time and you squealed in surprise as Jimin pushed himself deep down your throat. You gagged, but Jimin continued to push your head into him, thrusting into you. He tilted his head back and groaned loudly.

“Fuckkkk….so fucking close…” He muttered, more to himself than anything. He continued pumping your throat, not even noticing the tears running down your face as you found yourself barely able to breathe.

Finally he came, choking your further as his cum shot straight down your throat. It took all of you to not bite down on his dick as he pulled out. He let out a deep sigh and then looked down at you. You realized how pathetic you must have looked just then. In a destroyed studio room , clothes torn, scratched up on the floor in front of him. He grinned.

“Good.” He reached for his wallet and pulled out a black card, handing it to you. You took it reluctantly. “Be ready with protection next time okay?” He glanced around the room, “Tell Hobi I went home, and uh, you better clean this all up”

You scoffed as Jimin pulled his pants back on and headed towards the door.

“You’re just leaving?”

Jimin looked back at you, slight tinge of condescence in his eyes. “Card’s yours. Deal with it” He shrugged, walking out.

You looked at the card he handed you. It was a credit card. You gulped, realizing the implications of his action.

So that’s how it was gonna be then.

-

Your shirt was ruined, and you had no idea what to do. You decided to sneak into the stylists office to see if there was something you could make use of for the time being. You shield your chest with your arms and carefully crept outside the studio. No one was in the hallway. You quickly made your way down. The stylists office was in sight, and you had almost made it but just as you approached the door the door swung open, and you found yourself crashing straight into the God himself, Min Yoongi.

And you thought your day couldn’t get worse.

“Shit. Sorr—“ Yoongi’s voice fell flat. He noticed your disheveled state and his eyes widened. He took your wrist and pulled you inside. Without saying anything he began unbuttoning his own shirt. You felt your lungs constrict.

He was wearing a t-shirt beneath it, and you couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed. He pulled the shirt off and handed it to you.

“Wear this” You took the shirt, thanking him and he turned away to give you privacy. What a nice guy. You thought, much contrast to his standoffish vibe you got the first time you saw him. You couldn’t stop ogling at him though, the way his chains looked across his sculpted neck, his intense, gorgeous eyes.

“I…I’m good now” You said. You tried tucking the oversized shirt into your skirt. Yoongi turned back around. “Thank you sir”

“Don’t mention it” He didn’t smile, he didn’t frown. He simply left you there, absolutely flustered.

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a/n: will be smut w every member, the beginning has slight jimin emphasis but its an ot7 fic all the way. basically this just sets the background for the gang!au stuff starting in “part “. 

“Just say yes. Say you’ll marry me and I’ll give you everything you need baby girl”

He twisted the ring harshly against you causing you to squirm. “F…fuck yes. I’ll marry you. I love you. I love you” You were chanting like it was your mantra. Yoongi grinned and slid this ring onto your finger. He stared momentarily at your hand before returning his gaze to you and capturing your lips in a deep kiss. He kissed you with a hunger you had never quite felt from him before.

“I love you y/n. Now it’s just you and me.” He whispered as he trailed kisses down to your collar, using his skilled tongue and teeth to wiggle off each button, his hands planted on your thighs. He disrobed you, sliding your body to the edge of the chair in order to give him access. You let your legs spread wide. You almost couldn’t believe what was happening.

You had dreamt of this moment for so long. The day you would finally be able to have your boyfriend’s cock buried deep in you. The day where you could curse out his name in pleasure and love him right like he deserved.

Yoongi got up to take off his own clothes. You had never seen him fully naked before, just his chest. You always had an inkling he was big, after feeling him get hard after steamy make-out sessions. Him then politely stepping away to calm down, then cuddling with you affectionately.

His cock popped out, already hard and eager. You couldn’t help but lick your lips at the sight. Yoongi shook his head to try to get his hair out of his eyes, and an evil smirked played his lips. He stroked his cock harshly while looking at you.

“Look at you” He sneered, “My little slut, so eager for me. You needed cock so bad you’d just go anywhere for it isn’t that right hm?” You shook your head.

“Yoongi…I’m yours…I just want you” You tried to spread your legs even wider, the chair beneath you pressing into your back uncomfortably.

Yoongi walked up close so that he was standing inches away from where your legs were splayed out for him. “Show me how sorry you are you whore” He spat. You whimpered, his words hitting too close to home. You blinked back tears as he slowly lowered himself onto you, the rails of the chair almost cutting into your skin, making you wince in pain.

“Yoongi…let’s go to the bed…” You suggested weakly as his kisses found your breasts and he nipped away at you. He shook his head, allowing his face to pummel in the suffocation of your tits.

“Do you deserve the bed?”

“No but…” You looked away, “It’s our first time”

Yoongi paused, his head still rested against the valley of your chest. He got up suddenly and gripped your hips, picking you up off the chair into his arms. Your naked legs wrapped around him, and your wet core could feel his toned stomach. You couldn’t help but grind at the friction. Yoongi kissed you again, gentler now, his lips swallowing you in so that you could feel every ounce of his pure love. He carried you to the bed and slowly released you onto you back.

He stroked himself a few more times before lining himself up with your entrance. You were soaking at this point, your pussy drooling for cock.

“I love you” He said, not looking at you so much as the desperate clenches of your pussy onto nothing.

“I love you too babe” Now he looked at you. A dark gaze had overtaken him. The love in his eyes was absolutely gone, and there seemed to me a strange aura of anger.

“You’re mine y/n. Once this cock goes in, it’s the only cock you’re ever going to get.”

“I know baby”

“I’m going to fuck you. All the time. You and me, just you and me. You’re all mine. All mine to play with”He started to rub his cock in circles against you, “My little girl, sweet little whore all for me to fuck whenever I want to.” He entered you in one thrust, causing you to yelp as the push of the girth against your walls was too sudden for you to adjust.

“Gonna fuck you up so good” He exhaled, funding into you mercileslly, “My wife, my beautiful fucking wife. My little cocksleeve, baby girl ohhhh” You squirmed in frustration as Yoongi came inside you, his hot seed reaching the depths of you and filling you to the brim. “Shit. You felt so good baby, I’m sorry”

You shook your head. You were more than pleased with the experience. “It’s okay baby.”

“I’ll make it up to you” He pulled out and rolled you into his embrace, nuzzling his face into your chest. “I’ll make you cum so many times baby, we have forever to do it. You’re all mine now”

“Yes baby, all yours”

-

Jungkook bit his nails nervously. He had called up an old hacker friend to help him get into Yoongi’s computer. Something was off. Jungkook would know. Cameras? It had to be Yoongi. It made too much sense, but the question was why. Why would he want the whole school to see someone else fucking his girlfriend?

“Jungkook” His friend, Seokjin, was typing away frantically into a large computer, “Bro this is fucking insane”

“What?” Jungkook rolled his seat up to get a better look at the screen. They now had accessed Yoongi’s servers, and there was all the incoming footage from various cameras all around campus. Under each panel was a small description: Y/n’s biology class, Y/n’s favorite bathroom, etc.

“This guy keeps fucking tabs on his bitch yo. I thought you said they’d been together for a while”

“They have…” Jungkook peered at the footage. “Somehow I don’t think she knows he watches her like this”

“No shit” Seokjin made wild eyes at Jungkook sarcastically and smacked him. Jungkook rolled his eyes.

“I have to tell her. Something is fucked here”

“Look, I don’t know these people, but I have heard about guys sort of isolating their girls so that they become really, like, dependent or something. So that they can take them away and do whatever they want. Pretty fucked.”

Jungkook considered his friends words. “You might be onto something…He could be guilting her into staying with him…” Like an epiphany, the pieces fell together, “Marriage. He’s gonna make her marry him.”

“That’s fucked.”

“Dude shut-up,” Jungkook snapped, his protective instinct now in overdrive. “Give me your keys, I need to tell her. I have to go save her”

“Why?” Seokjin chuckled, “It’s really none of your business. You barely know her too, you guys are nothing but classmates” Jungkook’s heart dropped at the statement.

He shouldn’t care right? He was better now. Was interfering in her life just him becoming obsessive again? Was he reading too much into it?

“Fuck. You’re right. I’m insane” He exhaled, “My first instinct was to hack into her boyfriend’s computer uh, I clearly need to calm down” Seokjin hummed in agreement as he continued to click around on Yoongi’s server.

There were a few moments of silence before something inside Jungkook just ticked. She wasn’t safe. He could just tell. She needed him. He had to find her. “No…no, dude. If there is even a slight chance that she’s in danger I can’t…I can’t let that happen” Seokjin shrugged and tossed him his keys. Jungkook let the key ring twirl on his finger as he quickly dashed out of his apartment.

Yoongi and you had been at it for hours, not being able to get enough of each other’s bodies. You were xausted, laying on the couch butt naked, straddling Yoongi and hugging him tightly. Your skin was sweaty, and so was his. You guys were sticking to one another like glue. The smell of sex was evident throughout the room. You probably would have fallen asleep like that if it weren’t for the sudden phrasing on your door.

“Y/n! Y/n are you in there! It’s Jungkook, please it’s important!” He screamed urgently. Your eyes widened and you looked at Yoongi who simply had a silly grin on his face. He released his hold on you, allowing you to get up

“Um…give me second” You called back, running to your room to find some clothes. Yoongi got dressed as well.

You opened the door and Jungkook popped inside the moment he could fit through the crack.

“I…I need to show you something” Jungkook glanced at Yoongi who was simply grinning with an interested expression. “In my apartment…please…look I know you don’t want to be seen with me, but I promise you I did not film us. I didn’t even want” Yoongi glared at him and he shut his mouth, “Look please, please Y/n you have to believe me. Come over and I’ll show you”

He was gripped your forearms tightly and you wiggled away. “Um…I’m definitely not going to go to your apartment Jungkook” You scoffed, “Just say what you have to say right here”

Jungkook gulped, and Yoongi licked his lips, extremely amused and anticipating the events that were going to follow.

“Can we talk in private?” Jungkook looked deep into your eyes, searching for any small ounce of trust you might have left in him, and ultimately coming up dry.

“No. Just say what you have to say” You said, crossing your arms.

Yoongi paced over to where Y/n was standing and placed a hand on your hip from behind. Jungkook glared at him and he glared right back.

“It was you” Jungkook said dryly, a serious expression causing him to clench his jaw, “You’re a fucking psycho”

Yoongi tilted his head to the side, “Excuse me?”

“You filmed us. She didn’t tell you to pay me to fuck her did she? Hm? No. You, you paid me to fuck her and you filmed it, you live streamed it so that the whole world could see. All so that she wouldn’t have anywhere to turn but to you. You’re a manipulative bastard and a predator and Y/n” Jungkook met your outraged eyes, “You are not safe with this guy. I have proof”

“What the fuck are you saying? Are you high?” You slapped him harshly.

There was a moment of silence as Jungkook touched the side of his face that you hit, looking back up at you bitterly. “I know it sounds crazy. But he literally has cameras following you around everywhere. He watches your every move. He’s sick. Go to his computer and check if you don’t believe me”

“Actually it’s funny you should say that” Yoongi piped in, a charming expression still on display, “The other day I found something really interesting about you Jungkook” He quickly went and grabbed his laptop, opening it up to show them the screen. “You’re calling me a psyco, but you really just want Y/n all to yourself don’t you. You’re the one who’s a creep. I mean,” He scoffed, “I can’t believe you filmed this” He pressed play.

The blood drained from Jungkook’s face. It was a video of you and him. All those years ago. Fucking senselessly, two horny teenagers, all over your house.

Your mouth hung open in shock. You blinked, looking from the screen to Jungkook to try to convince yourself what you were seeing was real.

“You…when did this happen…is that me?” You stuttered, the scenes unfolding in the video overwhelming you. It was definitely your house, and he was definitely moaning your name.

“Y/n…No, I…” Jungkook was at a loss for words. He glared at Yoongi, who was smirking still.

Jungkook grabbed your hair and shoved you up against the window, your chest pressing into the glass. Anyone walking past would be able to see your naked body on display. He let his nose trace from your ear to the back of your neck, inhaling your sweet aroma. You whined his name, trembling as his grip tightened and he pulled your hair back.

“You know how many times I’ve wanted to do this? Hm? You know how bad I’ve wanted to just bend you over and fuck you right when I see you? Years. I’ve wanted this for years. Such a sweet…sweet girl. I knew you’d taste so sweet” He thrusted into you and you moaned his name in pleasure. “Just like that my sweet baby, mmm. Scream for me. Tell me how much you love it” He turned you around and picked up through legs, stopping briefly to remove his glasses.

“Wait…” You panted, your breasts heaving with your deep expirations. “Keep them on”

Jungkook smirked.

“Why?”

“I…I like them…I like you…”

You dropped the the floor in shock. You couldn’t remember any of this, but you did remember feeling some type of way about Jungkook’s glasses. You didn’t even want to know what happened. You needed him to leave. You just wanted Yoongi. Yoongi was simple, kind, and loved you. Jungkook was only making life more and more complicated.

“Get out” You growled at him.

“Y/n…please I know how this looks but you have to believe me”

“He’s clearly obsessed with you. Went to your highschool, followed you to college and didn’t even tell you. He’s probably been stalking you this whole time” Yoongi muttered, clicking his tongue in pity, “Poor guy probably has something wired wrong in his head. I hope you get the help you need Jungkook, really. But I think you better go if Y/n doesn’t want you here” Yoongi politely put his hand on Jungkook’s back to lead him out.

“Y/n! He’s crazy. Yoongi is crazy. He paid me to have sex with you I…” Jungkook held up his wrist, “He gave me this watch! Half a million dollars to do it. See?” You looked to see he was in fact telling the truth, Yoongi’s pricey watch was on his wrist. Yoongi turned to you and gave you a concerned look.

“Oh gosh. I’ve been looking for this, I though I lost it somewhere.” He said innocently, sliding the watch off of Jungkook’s wrist. “Did you steal this Jungkook? Look, my buddy knows a really good therapist, I’ll email you his contact information, please do get some help okay”

“No…” Jungkook struggled violently against Yoongi who was calmly trying to push him out the door, “Y/n…please believe me…I…I don’t even like you okay. I don’t!”

You scoffed, hands open aimlessly as you sat on the floor, still dazed. The tape of you and Jungkook still playing.

Finally Yoongi managed to drag Jungkook out. He was gone for a bit, but you didn’t notice because you were lost in pure shock, trying to desperately search your memory for answers.

When Yoongi came back, he was wearing a pair of glasses. “Hi baby. Are you feeling any better? Poor thing” He knelt down by your side.

“Are those Jungkooks?” You asked. Yoongi nodded, taking the frames off into his hands.

“Yeah. I figured if you like them I may as well take them”

“He just gave you his glasses?”

Yoongi paused.

Yoongi had been doing his work in your shared apartment in his private study which even you weren’t allowed to enter. The security footage of your lecture played on his monitor, but he was barely paying attention. He kept an eye on you, but it was getting unnecessary. You had been together for so long, he could trust you now. He sighed and zoomed into where you sat, whispering something to the person seated next to you. They giggled and slid their hand onto your thigh. Yoongi simply watched, a smirk playing on his lips. The whole campus knew you were his. No one would dare make a move on you. He made sure of it. It was the whole reason he made your relationship so visible. He had people’s respect, and so they would respect that you belonged to him.

The hand trailed up your thin yoga pants, cupping your core. You slapped the hand away and Yoongi grinned wider. He liked to test you every now and then.

Yoongi wired money to that man’s bank account through his phone. Now all you had to do was tell him what happened. There was no room for secrets between you two.

“I’m home babe” He heard you walk in. He popped a Xanax and gulped down a glass of water. He smiled at you sweetly, taking your bag and setting it down before attacking your neck with soft, breathless kisses.

“How was your day?” He asked quietly, “Anything interesting happen?”

“Nah. Pretty uneventful” He raised his eyebrows.

“Oh. Nothing at all?”

“Well” Yoongi’s eyes perked. Tell me someone harassed you baby. Just tell me. “I did try this amazing latte at the cafe in the Literature building.”

Why were you lying to him? Yoongi tilted his head. It wasn’t that big of a deal, it just made him wonder what else you hid from him. The little things. The little things that pile up.

Yoongi realized it had gone too far when he heard you gossiping with a few of your girl friends in the hallway of the Science Institute. “I just can’t believe he won’t fuck you. Doesn’t he know how many people would if they had a chance?”

“He seems so perfect but it’s almost like he’s just lacking the one key thing. Dick” They giggled. You rolled your eyes. You had confessed that you really did want to have sex. Yoongi wanted to save himself for marriage, but it was getting hard for you. When you brought this up with Yoongi he shut you down immediately.

“Baby” He fingered the purity ring on his pinky finger, “You know I can’t”

You had been frequently meeting with someone from one of your lab classes, a certain Jeon Jungkook. Yoongi didn’t love this, but he was acquainted with Jungkook, and knew that he likely was not a threat. The boy was not your type at all—his clunky glasses and sweater vests and his hair long and swept back, unlike Yoongi’s fresh blonde cut. Sometimes you wouldn’t tell him that you were with Jungkook, but he still knew. Nothing happened. But he still got irritated.

Unfortunately it was impossible to truly watch you all the time. After all, Yoongi was a social guy and had to make appearances frequently. He often wondered if you knew he watched you, so you waited to run off fuck yourself on Jungkook when he wasn't looking. He bit his lip until blood came out, raging at the prospect.

He wasn’t entirely wrong about you though. You did always feel pressure of behaving in a way that reflected well on him. So when everyone was looking at Yoongi, you were able to slouch your shoulders and relax. You would go to Jungkook’s house for a drink, with no ulterior motive on either of your end. You loved Yoongi. Jungkook respected him, and you. There was no issue.

So when Yoongi showed up at Jungkook’s doorstep a week later with a bag full of cash asking him to fuck his girlfriend, he was disgusted at first.

“E…excuse me?” He stammered, blushing. Yoongi squinted at him.

“Have sex with y/n the next time she is over.” He put on a show, “I just feel bad I cannot give her what she desires. I don’t want to deprive her of anything. I know she is fond of you so if you wouldn’t mind…she is very beautiful I can tell you that”

“I…that’s not…do you realize how insane this is?”

Yoongi shrugged, “It’s twenty-thousand dollars to fuck a pretty girl. What’s so bad?”

“Does she want this? D…do you have her consent to be asking me this?”

“Of course.” He chuckled giving a charming smile, “In fact, she has a bit of a fantasy that I was hoping you could indulge. I am not sure if she will go through with it but, she might try to resist at first, but really she wants to be used like a whore. She will love it, really.”

Jungkook gave him a skeptical look. “What the fuck? You want me to indulge your girlfriend’s rape fantasy? I’m not a fucking sadist”

“It’s not a rape fantasy. She just likes to struggle a bit but then she will get into it. She will want it”

“I can’t believe I am even entertaining this conversation, you need to leave”

“Forty-thousand.”

“Fuck off Yoongi. First of all, I am not even into y/n…” He paused.

“Oh please, she’s the finest thing in miles of here, you just haven’t considered her as available. That’s how I know I can trust you to do this for me.”

Jungkook gulped. That’s not quite it. He thought to himself. But the thought passed when Yoongi took off his watch and handed it to him.

“This is worth half a million dollars. Are we good?”

Jungkook just gaped at him.

“You have had sex before right?”

Oh yes he had. Once. He nodded slowly.

“Okay good. Please show her a good time and keep this between us”

“She knows right? She knows you’re asking me to do this?”

Yoongi grinned and pat Jungkook’s shoulder, “Oh baby boy, she’s the one who suggested it”

Jungkook found that a bit hard to believe.

What Yoongi didn’t know was that Jungkook already has had sex. With you. You didn’t know it was him, and it was long before you began dating Yoongi.

Jungkook had been obsessed with you as a high schooler, your pictures collaging the back of his bathroom door, a variety of your things—forgotten hoodies, dropped pens— messily shoved into the drawer of his desk.

It was an innocent phase at first. You were just so pretty. He couldn’t help the way his blood would rush between his legs every time you would glance in his general direction. He couldn’t help watching the way you outgrew your uniform skirt, almost breaking down in tears when you replaced it with a larger size. He would sneak out of class when you had PE to watch you run, and the way your breasts bounced in the tight top you wore.

You didn’t know him. Why would you? He was no way near your league. He worked extremely hard, dreaming to get into the same university as you on a full ride because his family could never afford it.

Jungkook would normally follow you home, obviously he just wanted to make sure you reached safe. You had been crying the entire walk home. Jungkook had to gather every ounce of self restraint not to go hug you and kiss you until you smiled again. He hated seeing you cry, and it made him want to die.

He was worried about you. You entered your beautiful home, but no one was there. What if you tried to harm yourself? Who would protect you?

He had snuck in through the back.

If anyone had been around, they may have heard a scream. But more likely the would have heard the cries of pleasure that followed.

That evening you told Yoongi you were going to work on stuff with Jungkook. You dressed modestly, not bothering to freshen up much. He watched through his cameras as you arrived into Jungkook’s tiny apartment. So much smaller than his, probably in more ways than one, he clicked his tongue in amusement.

“Hey Jungkook!” You hugged him lightly. He looked extremely uncomfortable which made Yoongi all the more amused.

Two people fucking who both don’t want to. What do you call that? Yoongi chuckled darkly.

“Listen y/n…I know that…I know I agreed but I just wanna make sure…” Jungkook could barely look you in the eye. As destiny would have it, you chose that moment to pull your hoodie off, giving Jungkook a flash of the underside of your breasts. He gulped. “You really don’t remember me do you…”

“What do you mean?” You were so confused. Jungkook licked his lips and crawled over where you were sitting on his couch, causing you to lay on your back. “What…hey what the fuck are you doing?”

He didn’t like your tone. It awoke a protective instinct in him. He stroked your hair and gazed deeply into your eyes. “How long has it been since you’ve had sex?”

You blushed furiously, face heating up dangerously fast at the sudden question. You shifted your neck away from him uncomfortably. “Um…I guess…3, maybe 4 years?”

“Tsk, poor girl.” He cooed, his finger grazed your cheek, “Alright, I’ll play along. You can let me know if you want me to stop okay?” He lowered himself enough to let his lips trace travel down the veins on your neck. He inhaled you, memories of innocent years coming back to him in floods.

You were frozen. His body radiated heat, his scent was giving you a high you couldn’t quite explain. You shouldn’t feel this way. You had sweet sweet Yoongi waiting for you at home. Sweet Yoongi who loved you, and was saving himself for you like the pure angel he is.

You looked up at the soft dark eyes of the man above you now. You couldn’t help but feel a sense of deja vu.

“Jungkook” You exhaled as his lips began kissing over your shirt, down the valley of your breasts, lifting your shirt so he could kiss your stomach. “I…I have a boyfriend”

“You’re really committed to this huh?” He chuckled, taking some of his fingers and slowly circling under the waistline of your shorts. You blinked a few times to try to react to what was happening but your body was overwhelmed. It had been so long since you were touched like this.

“Please” You said loudly, so loudly that Jungkook barely hears the “don’t do this” that followed in a whisper.

Jungkook thought back to the night you took his virginity. It hadn’t been on his agenda, he was content following you around and jacking off to your social media accounts every night. That night had changed him. He had realized then that he was messed up. He realized he needed help and he sought it out. A few years of therapy had done him good. He felt guilty about it for a while, but eventually had to grow and move on. He would never act like that again.

But here he was.

And there you were. Below him again. Begging for him through your actions and pushing him away with your words.

Emotions overwhelmed you. Your heart wrenched at the bitter guilt that you were doing the unthinkable. They very thing that you would condemn about other couples. How could you? How could you cheat? But your body was whimpering.

“I have a boyfriend. He’s so good to me. He’s so amazing, and I…I love” You let out a sob as he allowed his hips to roll into you, giving you friction you had craved for so long, “Jungkook…please” You knew he was reading between the lines. You knew he heard your consent, and that disgusted you.

“Mmm I know baby. I know you love him” Jungkook sighed as he pulled down your shorts, “Tell me about him baby. Tell me how much you love him” He began kissing your thighs, burying his face into your cunt.

“He’s so—ahhh” Jungkook took his tongue and pushed aside your underwear to lick a long stripe between your legs. “So good. So fucking…mmmmhhh” You squealed as Jungkook shoved his tongue inside you. The sensation was heavy in your core, but the sensation drove you wild. He flicked his tongue around, almost too easily being able to find all the right places to make you twitch and moan his name.

“Do you want my cock pretty baby? Hmm?” He whispered teasingly, his voice muffling against you as he continued to eat you out. You yelped as he sucked on your clit and nodded your head dumbly. “My little girl so desperate for cock she’d cheat on her boyfriend hm?” He came up for air, your juices messily spread across his lips, his eyes shot with lust.

“Don’t…don’t say that” You whined. Jungkook nodded before pulling off his sweater. You traced his muscles with your fingers, so defined and beautifully tan as he shrugged off his jeans. He took his glasses off and folded them carefully but you grabbed his hand.

“Keep them on…your glasses…” Jungkook’s eyes widened in amusement.

“Why” He teased.

“I like them. I like them a lot. You remind me of someone I used to like” Jungkook’s blood ran cold.

Did you remember?

Did you remember the way he had pinned you up against your kitchen wall back then? The way he left hickies all over your body, marking you as his. The way he had entered you for the first time, with you sprawled out across your dining table, then again on the counter tops, then again from behind pressed up against the window.

Did you remember how many times you both came? It was like a sex fest of hours and hours. In your mouth, on your face, on your tits and buried deep in your cunt, the condom barely surviving the pressure of his seed.

Did you remember the way you cried after in his arms, unable to walk? The way he held you and kissed you softly, apologizing.

Did you remember how he had given you pills so you would forget, hoping that you wouldn’t be sad any longer?

Jungkook had been too lost in thought to notice that you had pulled your own shirt off, leaving you in a sports bra, pulling his neck down so you could kiss him.

“Jungkook” You gasped as he finally regained consciousness and dragged his fingers across your pussy.

“Will you ride me baby?” His eyes twinkled in his request and you were more than happy to indulge him. Jungkook switched positions with you. You reverse cowgirled him, unknowingly, the perfect position for Yoongi to see all of you as you fucked yourself silly onto Jungkook’s cock.

You lowered yourself down on him slowly, savoring the stretch that you had almost forgotten you could ever feel. Your fingers could never give you a sensation quite like this. Jungkook shut his eyes and tried to savor the feeling.

“Pretty…pretty baby” He cooed, sitting up so he could nibble your shoulder and hold your hips as he bounced you slowly on his cock.

“Tell me something” He exhaled, feeling himself slowly approaching his orgasm, the feeling of your soft, warm walls around him too much to bear, “Did you want this because of me…or did you just need cock?”

You continued thrusting yourself back into him, the firm hold of his hands on you giving you an arousing sense of comfort. You wiggled your ass, liking the way he would grunt when you did.

“Did you want me baby? Did you do this for me?”

You cried out suddenly, feeling a long awaited orgasm overwhelming your senses. Jungkook’s grip on you tightened as he tried to keep fucking you through it, your body going limp, twitching erraticly.

“So pretty…my sweet sweet girl” He turned your head to kiss your lips, slipping his tongue in and relishing in the love you poured in through your actions. He caressed your breasts and continued to thrust up into you.

“Come inside me” You exhaled softly.

“No y/n…that wouldn’t be right” Jungkook was reminded of the eerily intimidating presence of the man who was paying him to do this. He slowly brought his thrusts to a halt before helping you up off of him, his cock still painfully erect. “I can finish myself”

You pouted, watching him drill his graze into your naked presence, violently stroking his cock. He licked his lips shamelessly.

“I don’t love you anymore y/n” He whispered too softly for you to hear, “I’m over you. I’m over this. This doesn’t mean anything—AAAAhhh” Your mouth was on his cock and that was all it took for him to come harder than he ever had.

He took you into his arms, wrapping them around you and kissing your face over and over again, caressing your hips and trying to relax your muscles so you wouldn’t be sore.

You reached for your phone as Jungkook began to fill the silence.

“Yoongi seems really great. He clearly cares about you a lot. I’m really happy for you, genuinely” He says softly, “I’m honestly really impressed he let this happen”

But you didn’t hear him, all you could hear was your heart drumming loudly in your ears as you saw the stream of notifications on your phone. Your heart dropping like a bomb when you saw the single message you dreaded more than anything.

yoongi: what’s this? <link>

And linked was a live stream of the events that had just transpired.

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You arrived at a small urban cafe in the more happening part of town. Hobi and Jungkook were already at a table outside, with tall mimosas in front of them. Jungkook had on flashy sunglasses but lowered them as he saw you approaching, giving you a flirty look and smirking slightly as he watched you walk. Taehyung pulled a chair out for you and you took a seat by Jungkook after giving Hobi a quick back hug.

“Cute outfit y/n. I love the baggy look” Hobi commented. Your face reddened, realizing it was probably really obvious you were wearing Jimin’s clothes.

“She looks hot as fuck.” Jungkook thirsted, shamelessly glancing at your breasts were faintly imprinting against the fabric. He downed the last of his drink.

As you guys shared a meal, you enjoyed conversing openly with Hobi and Jungkook about their sex lives. You appreciated how open and candid they were as you continued to attempt to understand your own desires more.

“Y/n how does it feel to be part of that crowd now” Hobi asked. You tilted your head in confusion. “You know...now that you’re the sexiest girl in town I bet everyone’s been making moves.”

“Yeah I’ve definitely been getting a lot more attention from guys. Shows how fucking shallow half of them are”

“You girls are all hoes though so it doesn’t really matter. Why else would you try so hard to look sexy, yanno? Like I could be hooking up with the same girl and no one else but I still wouldn’t date her because she’s probably gonna dip for the next best dick she can get.” Jungkook added. Taehyung rolled his eyes and kicked him under the table “Hey, I’m just being honest. Why else would you go through a glow up phase? We all did it at some point, we were like yeah I wanna get laid so I better bulk up”

“No Jungkook that’s what you did” Hobi chuckled. “Hot girls aren’t all hoes, and hot guys aren’t just hot so they can get laid. I don’t agree with that. But I do think that everyone needs to fuck around a bit before they settle into a serious relationship or anything. I think it’s healthy when people go around for a bit and then finally are like, yeah okay I’ve seen what’s out there so I can say for certain what I want” Hobi commented, changing the topic. He delved into some details of a recent relationship of his but unfortunately his words did not register with you as you suddenly felt a hand slipping under the waistline of your sweats.

You knew it had to be Jungkook, Taehyung would never touch you without asking. You mouth formed an O as his hand traced along your aroused folds, still wet from Taehyung’s quick tit suck earlier. You gulped, straining to keep your mouth shut as Hobi continued on. You glanced at Taehyung who was observing you very carefully, clearly aware of what was likely going on.

Jungkook slid a finger into your cunt and it sucked it in welcomingly. You bit your lip as he slowly retracted it, allowing you to hear the faint squelching of your tender muscle. 

He repeated his motions, causing you to move forward until you were barely hanging on the edge of the chair. You gripped the table tightly, knuckles whitening with the pressure. You wouldn’t dare look at Jungkook, knowing that seeing his face would probably send you over the edge.

He pumped his fingers in and out and you couldn’t help but feel a strange mixture of dread and enjoyment. Yes you were horny, Taehyung had ensured that, so being fingered felt great. But a ball turned in your stomach at the unwanted intrusion from your friend. Were these guys really like this to all the “attractive” girls they hang out with? Do they just constantly flirt and grope them? Ugh.

Taehyung pursed his lips tightly before he finally snapped. “Fucking Christ, just go ahead and fuck right here why don’t you” He folded his arms over his chest, shooting both of you a disappointed glare.

Jungkook slowly pulled his finger out of you and put it straight into his mouth,  and you finally made eye contact with him as he licked your arousal off of himself. 

“Y/n we’re leaving. God Jungkook did you even get consent you prick?” Taehyung spat at him. You got up and Jungkook slapped your ass playfully.

“She’s one of the hot girls now, might as well treat her like one. Text me babe” He sent an air kiss your way and you shuddered slightly. Taehyung gently took your wrist and led you away.

It was later that evening. Your heart was pounding, and a slight sense of dizziness overcame you as you sped the treadmill up even faster. Taehyung had agreed to accompany you to the gym and you had been sprinting as fast as you could for almost half an hour trying to blow off steam from the events that had happened at lunch. 

Jungkook’s words stuck with you, and in a fucked up way you felt like he was trying to prove a point. You felt the air in your lungs escape as your chest tightened. You were overdoing it. You knew that, but you wanted to feel numb. Wanted to feel the bliss of the aftermath of a super intense workout.

Your mind wandered to the biggest issue on your plate. Jimin. You wanted more than anything to go to him. To tell him what happened and get his advice. But you messed that up, and now you were no longer sure if it was worth messing it up. You had never been so conflicted in your life. Your bones screamed at you that your pace was getting too much, pain shooting up to your knees as you pounded your feet with every step. 

Talk about running away from your problems.

“Y/n!” Taehyung came over from where he had been doing weights and turned off the treadmill, bringing you to a rapid halt. You panted, sweat soaking you head to toe. Taehyung grabbed your arm to help you stay standing as you began to sway side to side with lightheadedness. You could see black spots paint your vision. He wrapped his arm around you and helped you walk into the locker room where luckily there was no one.

“I don’t wanna feel it Tae…I don’t wanna feel anything. This is all too much. I am so fucking confused. I miss Jimin, and what Jungkook did today I…” You held back a sob, “He’s right. This is what I want isn’t it? So why do I hate it so much. All you guys do whatever you want to these girls you usually get with and sexualize them so much and I’m just not used to it but that’s what I wanted right?”

Taehyung sighed, stroking your back, “Look princess…Jungkook and I aren’t the greatest people. After getting to college, you know how it is, we kinda all became fuckboys. The people we hang out with literally breathe to get off. Everyone fucks everyone else. And I’m no saint at all. I fuck around even more than Jungkook does, albeit I’m a bit more respectful about it, but it’s all the same game to us. I understand that this is all new for you but…I just want you to know that for me, I’m not treating you any differently because of this weight loss thing. I promise. They way I fuck you, the way I treat you…I would have done it just the same a year ago.”

“You say that but”

“I’ve wanted to have sex with you for years okay. I knew you before all of this fucking hook-up culture. I wanted you because I liked you. I still like you, even though we rarely see each other anymore. Not just because of your body. It happened now because you initiated it. I don’t know how else to get it through your head. And by God, what the fuck were you just doing? Were you trying to make yourself pass out? Why would you run that fast?”

“I just needed to relieve some stress okay”

“Then let me help you” His voice was husky and low. Time slowed down as Taehyung carefully leaned closer to you. He trailed his fingers down your sides and around the waist of your shorts, tugging the fabric ever so subtly. He remained still, breathing heavily with a heartbeat drowning out everything. “You can say no. Any time. Even if you realize later that you don’t want to do this anymore you can stop me. I won’t ever get mad and I won’t ever judge you” His voice was quivering before he grabbed your waist and pressed himself up close to you. “Do you want this princess? Can I take care of you?”

You nodded your head as Taehyung leaned down and kissed you while gently pushing you back against the lockers. He quickly pulled off your tanktop, not minding the sweat as he inhaled sharply. He lifted you so you could wrap your legs around him and began to slowly rock his body against yours.

He moaned into you mouth as he felt the impact of your bodies colliding. He spread your legs out wider and began to grind against you faster. You held back screams as he grabbed your breasts. Taehyung licked his lips and kissed you harshly, biting down your lips before mumbling “You’re so fucking hot princess”

“Taehyung” You finally moaned, giving him all the motivation he needed to grind faster. He slipped his hands under your sports bra and began to caress you. You cursed in pleasure.

Suddenly the two of you heard footsteps coming into the locker room. Taehyung allowed you to slide down as he quickly backed away. He took your hand and led you to a far corner of the room before sitting on the locker room bench and pulling your body down on his lap. You looked at him with concern, but Taehyung ignored it completely.

“Tae...you make me feel so fucking good”

“Yeah?” He grinned

“Aren’t we going to get caught?”

“I don’t care” He quickly tugged down your shorts as well as his own revealing his thick cock, with precum budding furiously at the tip, aching to be released. He helped you lower yourself onto him before he gripped your hips and began bouncing you up and down his length.

“Scream my name” He demanded, whispering darkly into your ear “you’re doing so good”

You whimpered, “Taehyung” you cried out as you felt yourself peaking, “Taehyung oh my god don’t stop,” You begged. He was shaking you so violently that you finally were pushed over the edge. 

You screamed his name louder than you meant to, feeling Taehyung smile against your neck. He let you get up off of him while he fixed his shorts. He was still aroused, but he didn’t mind. He just wanted you to feel good.

“Is everything okay we heard screaming?” One of the gym staff members walked in just as you had managed to get decent.

“Yes sir, everything is fine! She just saw a spider, poor thing” Taehyung pulled you back into him so you could feel his still hard cock against your asscheek  as the staff member nodded and left.

You waited until the footsteps seemed more far off. You turned around and couldn’t suppress your big smile as you made eye contact with Taehyung, who also grinned widely. He grabbed your waist and began to undress you again quickly.

“Hey that’s not fair. I wanna see your shirt off too” You pouted. Taehyung smirked, obeying you and pulling it off effortlessly. You traced the muscles on his chest that formed a perfect 11.

“Like what you see?”

“Jimin has a six pack soooo” You teased as you tugged on his waistline, helping him slide off his shorts again. Your eyes scanned him as he became naked and you licked your lips, “Yeah…” You met his eyes and giggled, “I like what I see”

“Yeah you better” He teased before attacking you with kisses again.

Taehyung slid back inside of your tight pussy while maintaining eye contact with you. He began sucking your neck playfully. He watched you carefully as he began to move in and out of you slowly, picking up the pace as he saw your positive reaction. Taehyung nuzzled his face into your breasts. 

“You’ve been waiting for this all day haven’t you” You teased.

“Yeah and what if I have” His voice was raspy, full of lust. The sound send chills down your spine and turned you on more. Taehyung could tell. “Oh you like that huh?” He continued to talk in that voice, grinning as he trailed kisses back up to your mouth.

Taehyung shifted you so your back was on the bench. He spread your legs and entered you slowly. You tilted your head back and just took it all in. After some pumping Taehyung lowered himself closer to your body and looked at you deeply.

“You close?” You asked him sincerely. Taehyung nodded, moaning slightly into your shoulder. You were unsure what to do to help him at that point, your orgasm earlier leaving you too spent for another one. So you decided to just tease him. “What was it that they say in pornos...oh right. You’re doing so good baby” You felt Taehyung’s hips buckle at your words, “Will you please cum for me? God you’re sooooo hot mmm, just like that” You played your most seductive voice and Taehyung knew you were messing around but it still turned him on. 

He kissed you chastely, hands grabbing your ass tightly as he came. He cursed under his breath & eventually fell into your lap in exhaustion.

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A/N: im tired man idk

“Y-Yoongi…?” I looked down seeing Yoongi’s eyes seemed distant but his presence didn’t scare me. He moved a few steps closer to me. “Y/N…” I was a bit scared about to run when he wrapped his arms around me.

“Just say you like me, just say it, okay?”

“Say it. Say you like me.” Yoongi pulled me in a tight hug.

“Stop it... You’re hurting me,” I said as he held onto my arms and I looked at him. “Do you hate me that much?” The silence fell between us. Yoongi’s eyes changed from deeply concerned and confused to cold and heartless.

Why are you asking a question I have no answer to...?

“I must be stupid. Why must I like you.” Yoongi let go of me as he began to walk away immediately.

“–You said that you never wanted to see my crying face again... So why...? Why did you hug me all of a sudden now that I’ve finally forgotten all about you?!” I shouted stubbornly as I clenched my fists fiercely.

Yoongi stopped and turned his head, staring at me. “I tried to, but you’re still in my head even after all these years. I can’t put my finger to it, you’re just there in my head, in my thoughts when I try to sleep and once I’m awake you’re there too.” He scoffed and showed me a sad expression. “Even if I wanted to forget all about you and completely erase you from my memories. It’s just impossible for me to do it, Y/N...” He confessed deeply.

I could myself waver my feelings once again... My heart is begging to just be with him and hug him tightly. Yoongi’s usually a man with no emotions so I couldn’t help but feel sympathy and a bit bad for him too.

“I apologize. I’m so sorry about that.” I said, hesitating a bit but I went and hugged him softly. Yoongi’s head rested on my shoulder and I patted his back. “Heh.” Our eyes met again and I smiled a bit before tugging some hair behind my ear as he stroked my cheek and I rested in his warm palm.

“–You’re so pretty, your boyfriend must be lucky.” I looked at him deeply, fluttering my eyes as I shook my head. “I’m going to break up with Daniel Jones… He’s not the one I used to know and love anymore.” Yoongi was surprised to hear that when he leaned in close to my ear. I could smell his mint like perfume, it was nice.

“–Then that must mean that I still have a chance now, right?” My eyes fluttered as I blushed pink, my heart beating fast and Yoongi smiled. He leaned closer, I closed my eyes as our lips were about to touch when a familiar voice suddenly called.

“–Boss, there you are! Come on Jungkook has found data on Jayden and possibly Seth’s gang.” Jimin informed as Yoongi and I looked at each other before he let go of me.

“Alright, get the car. I’m coming. Y/N, you need a ride?” Yoongi rubbed the back of his neck as his personality shifted like no big deal.

I can’t believe he didn’t kiss me...!

“Is it alright for me to tag along? I don’t want to cause trouble.” Yoongi nodded as I followed him inside the black car, a Hyundai to be exact. I opened the door as I sat next to Yoongi in the back seat. “Drive to “Gangnam” station, Y/N needs to get off there. Also, what is the information?” Jimin nodded as he turned left and then right. After couple of minutes I could see the station’s lights as the engine stopped.

“Thanks, Jimin and Min Yoongi– I mean, Min Suga...” I bowed my head deeply as I turned around but Yoongi rolled his window down. “I bet I’ll see you around, take care Y/N Lee Meílíng.” He gave me a piece of paper flashed me a smirk when the car drove off as the window rolled up again. That was Min Yoongi and Park Jimin, two members of the powerful Mafia Bangtan gang.

I couldn’t believe that Yoongi hugged me. Did he really like me or was it just to tempt me or pure teasing? But I already agreed that I wouldn’t date a Mafia Leader, that’d be too dangerous for me anyways. Besides we’re both two different persons with distinct lives, there’s no way we’d click with each others’ personalities or ways of doing things.

“–So you’ve found the location of their hideout? Is that correct Jungkook?” Yoongi asked as Jungkook nodded, showing the exact details on the map. “We should be able to handle them if they’re around four. But I highly doubt Seth is going to be there, you know.” Taehyung added as he drank some strawberry milk, Jungkook nodded and loaded his guns with bullets as he tugged them into his belt before finishing his banana milk.

“That’s true but be careful I can’t afford to lose this when we’re so close on finding that Seth bastard.” Yoongi commanded as they all nodded. Right away they headed inside the car and drove fast, taking the highway and skipping the slow cars on the way.

“Was that Y/N Lee Meílíng, earlier you met?” Jimin asked curiously as he looked over checking his hearing device. Yoongi nodded as he looked out the window staring blankly at the moonlight.

“Yeah, apparently she wants to break it off with Daniel Jones. She seemed determined about it too, but she still remains special to me at least... Something about her.”

They finally arrived at the hideout, it was an old abandoned factory, no longer in use.

“Four o'clock-formation, Jungkook and Taehyung at the front.” Yoongi commanded into his earpiece as they formed, Jungkook began shooting the windows alerting Jayden.

“–Crap. It’s the Bangtan Gang, quickly, run off!” Jayden stood as his hands were up, next to him was Seungri, Josh, and Max. The Josh and Max had snipers as they began shooting everywhere. Jungkook was rather taken by surprise as he wounded Jayden and in exchange for that got shot heavily on the stomach and arms.

“Ack, back up. Hurry!” Taehyung screamed as he pulled him away. Yoongi stood up as he shot Josh and Max, wounding them heavily as they fell to the ground.

“It’s over, Jayden you come with us.” Jimin scoffed and hurried to tie up his hands as Taehyung helped Jungkook getting up. “Fuck, Boss it’s bad, very bad.” He exhaled sharply when Yoongi scoffed as he drove fast, returning to their mansion in no time. The doctor Kim Seokjin came by and checked on Jungkook.

“It’s not too bad, but he needs to relax a few weeks maybe even months. Also, clean his wounds now and then.” Seokjin bowed as he went out. “Does that mean I’m unable to shoot and use my arms?” Jungkook asked desperately as he placed his hands on his shoulders.

“There’s no guarantee you’ll be able to use weapons at the moment, however you should focus on a healthy and speedy recovery. After all, the vital spots in your stomach got hurt and the veins in your arms are damaged too, Mr. Jeon.” Seokjin reported as Jungkook nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation.

“–So where is Seth, tell me now.” Jayden sighed as he was punched in the face and stomach multiple times, he was bleeding heavily.

“F-Fine, he’s not in Seoul right now. He’s on the island Macau.” Yoongi let go of his hair as he frowned. “Might’ve to use you for more information, so you’ll stay here.” He scoffed, wiping the blood off his hands with an used old dish cloth before throwing it to the side and leaving the basement.

“For now, Jimin I need a replacement for Jeon Jungkook.” Yoongi sighed heavily as he drank some red wine, Jimin simply nodded and check his laptop if he could contact someone that could be useful for the time of being.

Yoongi looked over as he found a strand of my hair on the suit he wore earlier, the strand now crimson red as it was covered in blood.

“–Might have to hire her as Jungkook’s replacement.” I went to my apartment luckily Daniel wasn’t home and he left a note with errors.

“Yah, because ur such a lil’ whore I’mma go sleep a couple of days at my friends’ house. Next time you better make some food you fucking slut. Break up, my ass.” I sighed in deep frustration, thinking it was finally over.

But it wasn’t, Daniel obviously needed a place to stay at. He couldn’t get laid in the streets and he needed me for his mental or physical abuse anyways. I scoffed, crumbling the piece of paper and threw it into the corner of the living room.

“What a fucking asshole. I hate him!” I screamed in anger as I began to make some dinner, I sliced an avocado, tomato, and some chicken breast. I took two pieces of whole-grain bread as I cut them in half, toasting them in the panini press, to make them crunchy. I looked at the piece of paper Yoongi gave to me. It was his number 09 03 19 93.

I smiled and kissed the tiny piece of paper. “I like you too… You’know…?” I ate my toasted crispy sandwiches as I drank some milk tea watching my favorite Korean Drama “Pretty Noona Who Buys Me Food” I was in awe, watching the male lead Seo Joon-hee fall so hard for Yoon Jin-ah.

“–Sorry Hyung, I lost aim, they really took me down with the snipers and all.” Jungkook bowed his head as his arms and half of his body were covered in bandages. Yoongi smiled and patted his shoulder comfortably.

“It’s fine, I just thought for a second I might’ve lost one of my most precious members and comrades. Make sure to get some rest, alright? I’ll have to find someone that can replace you in the meantime.” Yoongi bowed as he turned off the lights heading outside his bedroom. “But who would it be?” He asked as he stood there in silence.

I finished, eating and watched a couple more episodes, I felt my eyes getting sleepy as I turned off my laptop and brushed my teeth. I was about to set my alarm when I got a notification from an unknown number.

09 03 19 93:

“Hey…”

“I was thinking if we could meet up tomorrow?”

“It’s urgent, meet at the park around 6:00 AM.” I tilted my head in confusion before I remembered the number of Yoongi’s. I texted back and smiled, my heartbeat full of curiosity. “Okay, I’ll be there. Goodnight.”

Monday the 4th of May 2020. I was asleep when I woke up to the dawn rising as I rubbed my eyes. I went and poured some chocolate and dried raspberry granola and milk into a bowl. I ate quickly and brushed my teeth after that I did my hair. I put on some casual clothes; a tight short skirt and cropped button-up shirt, I wore my white heels, leaving my apartment and began walking towards Dosan Park. I noticed from a far Min Yoongi wearing a mask and some black clothes.

“Hey. So um, what did you want to meet up for?” I rubbed my arms, feeling awkward from thinking about ‘almost’ from yesterday.

“It’s rather hard to explain but please come with me for now. I can’t explain it here. I’ll get you some breakfast too.” Yoongi said concerned as he pulled my arm and started, walking me inside his car. He drove us as we kind of held hands, I was taken by surprise. Usually, he wouldn’t hold hands but he seemed rather frustrated about something his hand gently caressed mine.

“–It’s regarding Jeon Jungkook, my gang member has been hurt with some rough and serious wounds. And I need a team of three gang members. However, his recovery is taking weeks, maybe even months, and I need to find that Seth bastard quick and so badly.” I was shocked to hear Yoongi say and explain all that to me. I gulped as I looked at him, I struggled to say anything let alone react.

“–Do you really think an ordinary woman like me is going to join Korea’s most dangerous Mafia gang...? I–I don’t even know how to shoot or fight–”

Yoongi cut me off as he parked the car then he lifted my chin, staring into my eyes. “Y/N, you’re not going to shoot, your job will mostly consist of paperwork, and besides, I know you’re a woman of high intelligence. Your disguise isn’t bad too, you’re a University professor, right? Then you know the roles of Ms. Meílíng and Y/N-ssi.” He complimented me as I was taken back by his sudden acknowledgement. 

“I know I can trust you, can’t I?” Yoongi rubbed my cheek as I felt captivated by his pretty eyes. I closed my eyes for a moment, thinking about all the stuff, that has happened to me.

But I knew that I might not see Min Yoongi ever again. If I don’t say ‘yes’ now, he might be forever gone again.

Yoongi leaned in closer, waiting for my decision impatiently when I saw his lips pursed. I opened my eyes before looking at him deeply.

“–Yes… I’ll come with you, Min Yoongi. But only until Jungkook’s feeling better. Then I’ll leave as soon as possible.” Yoongi nodded. “Deal.” He shook my hand as we went out of the car. I followed him and I remembered the place as clear as day, the stairs where I fell down. Upstairs Yoongi’s office, bedroom, and the bathroom as well as Jimin’s bedroom.

“Should I show the Kitten around, Sir?” There stood that charming half blonde and half pink haired man. “It’s Y/N Meílíng, not Kitten, hmph!” I scoffed and flipped my hair sassily, not falling for his stupid flirting again. Yoongi smirked as he went over to me. “Yes, Kim Taehyung refer to her as Y/Nssi or Ms. Lee, it’s not your Kitten anyways. She’s here as a temporarily replacement for Jeon Jungkook until he recovers, however she’s not the combat type, so she’ll just organize stuff for us. Like simple paperwork and basic computer tech is her job.” Taehyung nodded as he bit his lips, checking me out in my style of fashion.

“You’re quite hot, you know that? Taehyung’s the name but you can call me Tae.” He winked as I frowned, crossing my arms.

I’m not the type to fall for such cheap pickup lines or awful flirting techniques.

“Okay Taehyung, you better back off. I’m not here to flirt with you. Anyways Mr. Min, where should I begin?” Yoongi smiled as he put a hand on my back as we went upstairs, I pulled my short skirt a bit down, I knew that I regretted my choice of clothes seeing Taehyung so early in the morning. “–Right this is my office, we’ve been here before. This is my bedroom, Park Jimin’s on the left and Kim Taehyung’s down the hall. Downstairs is Jeon Jungkook’s bedroom. I should go and check on his wounds later.”

Yoongi went down the hall as I waited for him in the office, I scanned the room. There was a crimson red carpet, a desk with papers scattered on it. Some books, undocumented files, important labelled folders, and a black suitcase on the shelf as well as some photos of other gangs.

“–Okay, I just want you to organize the papers here for me. Some of them are marked as read and they should be placed in the paper bin. Alright?” I smiled, nodding as I bent down picking up some papers, Yoongi clearly smirked as he turned around.

“–I saw that. Heh, you’re not so sneaky, you’know that.” Yoongi wrapped his arms around my stomach as he lifted me off my feet.

“I’d be careful wearing short skirts, my gang members aren’t really used to seeing a pretty woman wander around here, you’know? Also, your tank top is showing your bra underneath.” Yoongi whispered against my ear I could feel his minty breath on my neck and his soft lips against my earlobe.

“O-Okay…! Just let me do the paperwork. I’ve a class around 1:00 PM.” Yoongi scoffed as he headed out of the room, making his way to the kitchen before heating up some hot water as he started to make breakfast. I saw some papers of what seems to be old information about Jayden and his gang members. I saw that it was marked ‘read’ with a red marker. I made a pile of the papers, each pile categorized.

I grabbed a bunch more when I saw an old letter with a certain interest that woke up inside me. I slid it inside my black purse as I continued, the rest of the papers were just some new information and some magazine for weapons. I placed them on the desk as I threw all if the ‘read’ material into the bin.

“–Breakfast’s ready if you’re interested.” I smiled as I tugged some hair behind my ear. “Yes Sir, I’ve finished the paperwork, you asked for.” Yoongi was surprised to see how well-organized and structured his office looked. He went and checked the ‘unread’ pile of the desk. “Incredible... You’re quite impressive, Lee Meílíng Y/N.” I shrugged my shoulders and rubbed the back of my hair. “Well, it’s nothing. I’m used to paperwork, after all, I’m an University professor.”

I went downstairs as I saw Taehyung and Jimin. “Hello, Ms. Meílíng I’m Park Jimin. We’ve met before but nice meeting you again.” He waved while eating some avocado toast and drank orange juice. “Thank you. Likewise.” I bowed my head as I sat on the stool. Next to Jimin was the annoying player Kim Taehyung, he ate some scrambled eggs as he drank some strawberry milk. Yoongi handed me a plate with rice balls and egg rolls along with a cup of hot chocolate.

“–Thank you, it looks delicious.” I took a sip of the creamy rich hot chocolate, it was delicious and made me warm on the inside. I began, eating as Taehyung stared at my chest as I glared. “What’s with you? You’re being a pervert.”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow as he chuckled, he got up and looked at me. “You know Y/N, those tits are looking quite sexy in that bra that’s nice and pretty. I mean we could try one night together, don’t you think?–” Before he could say another word Yoongi pulled him by the end of his white t-shirt as he growled.

“–Don’t annoy our new member here, I don’t want your blood on my hands, Kim Taehyung. And don’t make me repeat myself. Got it?” I blushed, seeing Yoongi’s protectiveness over me as I finished eating. “–Darn it. You usually don’t mind but do when it’s her.” Taehyung sighed and pouted, walking back to his spot.

I got up and I stretched my arms. “So was that all you wanted me to do? Or do you have more paperwork?” Yoongi drank some of his black coffee as he ate some beef strips. “Follow me.” He wrapped an arm around my waist as he walked, guiding me.

“This room you’ve been here before. I know, it must be uncomfortable. But we’ve caught that one dude you kicked in the balls, his name is Jayden. We’ve asked him questions, but it seems he’d rather not betray his Gang.”

So maybe you could get him to talk. You being a woman.” I fluttered my eyes as I sat in front of him his face bruised blue and red, blood on his black shirt.

“Y-you… what the fuck is that whore doing in here?!–” I slapped his face as I was tired of hearing that word, from men I despised. “Shut up, or I’ll kill you now.” I lifted my left foot wearing some thick heels.

“Shit, so she was working for you all alone?” He spit some blood out as he stared at me down and up. “Not that’s for you to worry about now. So how many members do you have from the Blood Vessel Gang?” He shook his head not wanting to spit a word out or stab his Leader in the back.

Yoongi and I looked at each other clearly not convinced. “Don’t worry sir, I’ll handle it.” He headed out as I smirked I looked at him seductively. “You sure you don’t remember anything?~” I pulled up my tank top up my head as I was wearing a red strapless bra, I rubbed his knee as I sat on his leg.

Yoongi clearly surprised as he watched the whole scene play in the camera room. “That Y/N, she sure is full of surprises. Heh, quite impressive.” He smirked as he watched me. “I– I, I, fuck you’re so goddamn hot. I’ll tell you, but promise you won’t tell anyone else babe.” I nodded, rubbing his chin as I moved close he whispered some words and I felt his boner poke my thigh. The door busted open, Yoongi wasn’t that happy as he got me holding me on his shoulder.

“Taehyung punish him, I have no use for him anymore. Maybe even get rid of him.” His eyes rolled jealous of him holding me, Yoongi left the room as he carried me to his bedroom. “Y-Yoongi let me down, I can walk on my own you-you know—!” He placed me on the bed as he was above me, staring at my body I got very self aware of my tank top not being on me anymore, and his words earlier too had an impact on me.

“Y/N that was quite impressive of you, the way you lifted that top like it’s no big deal. Your boyfriend must’ve been a lucky guy.” He played with my straps as I breathed against his neck, he whispered something in my ear, and I felt like I was in a daze. “Yoongi, y-you’re close to me,” Yoongi mumbled against my earlobe, his voice so husky and deep.

“Tell me, what did he whisper into your ear, tell me, baby girl.” I snapped out of my daze, I nodded as my voice was low. “H-he said, Seth’s men are around 20 people in his layer house.” Yoongi lips touched the back of my ear as I felt goosebumps on my body. “Thank you, you’re quite useful. Good work Y/N.” He got off me as I blushed red, I stood up struggling a bit as I felt my legs probably were numb from lying down for a long time. But Yoongi caught me, I was on top of him as the door clicked Jimin staring at us both. His hands on my back near my bra lock and mine on his chest.

“Boss, Jayden’s unconscious. Taehyung dosed him with the sleep dose.—” Jimin’s jaw dropped as his eyes widen, he got flustered walking into his boss with a woman on top of him. “Right… I’ve gotten the information, good work. I’ll be down in a bit.” He nodded as he closed the door, Yoongi’s eyes staring at mine as they fluttered. “S-sorry, u-umm I fell and uh, I–” He smirked as he rubbed my bare back playing with the lock around my bra. “If you want me so badly, just tell me, Y/N. No need to fake collapse like that on me.” I gasped as I got up, and was extremely flustered about the whole thing.

“S-shut it! I didn’t want you, just so you know, I have no plans of falling for some bad boy like you!” I crossed my arms, he chuckled as he cooed. “Aw what a shame, I kind of liked you a little.” He got up and told me to change, as he went out and gave me my tank top. “Yeah, I will, just leave me alone.” Yoongi left the room as I pulled my skirt down I tried to adjust my panties and its pad, the door clicked.

“Sorry I forgot my phone–” Yoongi bit his lips as he saw my ass and I blushed red pulling my skirt up. “U-umm yeah sorry, here it is.” He cooed as he smirked at me. “Nice panties.” I was flustered as I got more red on my cheeks, I handed him his buzzing phone. “Sh-shut up… it’s already 10:45 AM? I should probably head home, I still need to change and pack my papers.” Yoongi nodded as he held the door for me I thanked him as I walked down pulling my skirt down.

Taehyung watching TV as Jimin was cleaning the counter. “M-m-mmm already falling for the Boss that’s a bad sign, Y/N. Thought you were only here to work?~” I crossed my arms as my eyes rolled. “I am, don’t think anything else–!” I protested as I frowned, rolling my eyes. “Y/N just flashed me her panties just a moment ago, she’s quite the dangerous type.” Yoongi chuckled as I fluttered my eyes all embarrassed. Jimin and Taehyung chuckled as they winked at him all proud.

“A-anyways come on.” I pulled his sleeve and he tagged along. “Gangnam station?” I nodded as he played some music, “Gogo Bebe” by Mamamoo played as I sang along smiling doing my hair in the mirror. “Thank you for helping me out today, it means a lot. Taehyung will learn to control himself, just don’t worry about him.” I rolled my eyes as my confidence rose up. “I know he’s just being a tease. But it’s alright, I mean I am single again, besides he seems to be close with you. So I’m fine. Ah, we’re here. See you around Min Yoongi.” I pinched his cheek as I got out waving to him as he drove away.

“Y/N? Was that just Min Yoongi? The leader of the Bangtan gang? What were you doing with him?” Namjoon stood there as he asked curiously and confusedly. “Upstairs at my place? I'll explain once we’re up there.” He sighed following me, I sighed as I sat down on the counter explaining the whole deal with Jungkook.

“Y/N that seems like a terrible idea, you know they’re from a dangerous Mafia group. I’m worried about you, ya know that? I know you’ve missed Min Yoongi, but he isn’t the same dude you used to know and adore back then. He's dangerous and trouble, you might get killed if you’re not careful.” I closed my eyes in disappointment, before taking a deep breath.

“Kim Namjoon. I know what I’m doing, so stop treating me a like a little helpless girl, alright? I know what Yoongi needs and his gang needs my help, I'm not shooting anyone or robbing a bank nor am I fighting anyone. The Bangtan just happens to have a wounded member, I can’t stand there and watch them falter.” Namjoon was surprised with my answer.

But I could tell I made a clear point as I stood on my ground, this is what I chose. If that meant I could stay with Yoongi and watch him closely, then I’m not backing off not now, not ever.

“Fine, just promise me you won’t get hurt and you’ll be extremely careful. I don’t want that bastard or any guys to hurt you ever again.” I smiled as he put on his shoes, he had to go and teach some basic lifting for a new member in his Fitness. I waved as I locked the door and showered.

All I think about was Yoongi...  Him carrying me on his shoulder, him being above me, then me on top of him and I bent over with my panties showing. I blushed hard as I shook my head trying not to think of dirty things, but my mind wondered if he was hot. Maybe abs, biceps flexing, and sharp jawline as I gave him a blowjob. His moans were probably heaven, his deep husky voice could make any woman weak. “A-ahh… Y/N keep going, don’t stop. Such a good baby girl wrapping her lips around Daddy’s crotch like that. Mmm…~” Yoongi groaned as he pulled my hair wanting me to suck him faster and deeper, I moaned too but he rubbed my hair. “Good, that feels just good… A-aah…” He finally came as I drank it all up, then he pulled up on his laps kissing me tasting himself and my lips. “Feeling great, baby girl? Was Daddy’s cock good for you, could you handle the size?” I nodded as we made out he rubbed and grabbed my ass but I grind on his crotch. He cursed my name as he groaned loudly I unclasped my bra, but I snapped back to reality as I had some students to teach and help today.

“–Ahh! Why am I thinking of such things? I’m so stupid for even fantasizing about those kinds of things.” I sighed as put on somebody lotion and wore some formal clothes, around 45 minutes passed as I was in the staff room organizing some papers. “Today’s period is going to shorter since I have a meeting to attend to. Anyways we’re taking to be and to have in their present, past and future forms, please.” Two students wrote on the blackboard their present forms, ‘I am’, ‘you are’, ‘he/she/it is’, ‘we are’, ‘they are’ and ‘I have’, ‘you have’, ‘he/she/it has’, ‘we have’, ‘they have’. I clapped and smiled, they really impressed me, they’re quick learners after all. “Very nice now just for the past tenses please.” They wrote as I gave them new irregular verbs to memorize, I decided not to give them a lot of homework, other than a podcast they could listen to for help with pronunciation of certain English words.

The class was over as I attended the meeting with other teachers, we were mostly discussing about how the next week’s schedule. After two hours I received a text from Yoongi, asking if we could meet up. “Around 3:30 PM? Can I pick you up “Gwanak-gu Office” Station?” I dialed the number as I called him. “Hey, no, it’s alright. I think I need to change first before coming over to you, I’ll see you there around 4:05 PM, okay? See you.~”

I smiled as I saved his contacts Min Yoongi, I made my way to the station as I listened to “HIP” by Mamamoo and I bopped my head to the beats. I arrived at my apartment taking off my heels as I changed my outfit, I wore white see through the t-shirt, black heels, net knee stockings, and a red skirt its length to my knees, black shorts underneath. I tied my hair in a ponytail as I wore my Rolex watch on my right wrist.

“I’m here.” I texted him as a black car arrived, “MIC Drop” by BTS playing, Yoongi was wearing some black sunglasses as he focused on the road. “So. how was your day with the students? They must really admire you, huh?” I smiled as I looked in the small round mirror I always had with me. I rubbed some red lipgloss on my lips. Yoongi’s gaze fixated on me and my red lips as I spoke. “Well just the usual, it’s more the other way around I admire them for learning so fast and always being so smart.”

He stopped the car at the red light as he put his hand on my knee as it rubbed my thigh, I blushed crimson red. “Sorry thought it was the break, I’ll move just give me a second.” Yoongi removed his black sunglasses as he used some drops for his eyes before putting his contacts on. I didn’t mind his hand on my thigh, it was warm and I didn’t feel uncomfortable unlike with Daniel.

“It’s fine, also green light. So um what’s today’s plans regarding me?” He drove a few more meters as he parked the car, he opened the door as he helped me out holding my hand. “It’s at a nightclub, you have to find someone called Jackson Wang. A member of the GOT7 Gang. However I want you to seduce him, he’s not captivated by the usual women at the club. Is that okay with you?” I nodded, I hesitated.

But I did tell Namjoon about it and I was determined not to back down now. I wanted Min Yoongi to trust me again and maybe he’ll change for my sake too.

“Alright just give me some details about his looks, and I’ll do it,” Taehyung smirked at me as I rolled my eyes, Jimin showing a picture of Jackson Wang, he was a handsome man with slicked back light brown hair. “Wow, he’s so handsome…” I blushed as I stuttered a bit Yoongi took the photo as he scoffed.

“Anyways come with me to my office. I need to speak to you in private.” He held my hand as he pulled me upstairs, I followed curiously. “I still have yet to test you for loyalty. So Jimin and Taehyung watch her closely.” Yoongi smirked as he sat on the bed staring at me up and down, his eyes scanned me and my body. “Y/N. If I can trust you, then come sit on my laps.”

I gasped as I stood there my eyes widened. “W-what? Really? Do I have to?” Jimin chuckled as Taehyung smirked at me. I sighed as I walked over to Yoongi taking my scrunchie off my hair as it went loose as I sat on his laps.

“Mmm… are you nervous Y/N? Are you scared of me?” Yoongi lifted my chin as he held onto my hips and I grind against him, he hummed. He came close to my face as he put some hair behind my ear as he whispered something into my ears and I grabbed onto his shoulders.

“Just like this and Jackson Wang will be convinced with your presence, Baby girl.” I blushed as he pressed our foreheads together, I closed my eyes.

“R-right I will, Min Yoongi.” Yoongi told Jimin and Taehyung to leave us as he pinned me on the bed.

“Why are you so dangerously cute? You’re making me crazy, you know that? Why did Daniel Jones have to be the lucky guy dating you? You made me suffer so much. I wanted you so bad all these years. Am I really that much of a bad guy for you to love?”

I gulped as my eyes fluttered at his eyes looked into mine deeply, I could tell he was genuine and serious about this. I reached out, cupping his cheeks, he rested his face in my palm cuddling against it. He was being needy as he pressed his forehead against mine, his eyes closed as I massaged his scalp with the other hand. “Why are you so handsome up close, it’s not fair either.” He sighed as he showed me his pouty lips, I haven’t seen since high school, my eyebrows furrowed, he seemed hurt and lonely.

“Can I kiss you…?” Min Yoongi asked as he leaned in his breath touched my lips, as his eyes were curious and blinking. “B-but I… I thought… I was only here to work for you–” He closed his eyes as he shook his head. “I like you. I like you so badly and I want you too, so badly. Seeing Daniel Jones take away something, that was mine made me angry. So just this once, can I steal my first kiss from you?” Yoongi’s eyes were needy and his lips pouting, he was too cute and my eyes fluttered as I closed my eyes, pulling him close.

His lips met mine soft and smooth, I massaged his scalp as I blushed pink then my arms wrapped around his back. Yoongi’s hands found their way to my white shirt as he unbuttoned it, I gasped but he kept kissing me deeper and harder. He licked my bottom lip wanting permission for his tongue to enter.

“Yoongi… I’m nervous…” His face came close to mine as he caressed my cheek, his eyes full of compassion and love. “Don’t be. I won’t hurt you the way he did. You can trust me.” My shirt fully unbuttoned as he rubbed my breasts a bit, my soft flesh in his veiny hands as I let out soft cute moans into his ear.

“Mmm… they’re so soft. And they smell nice too, like coconuts.” Yoongi kissed me a few times as his hands squeezed them. “A-aah, it’s my body lotion. Be careful I’m quite sensitive there– A-ah, a-ah~” He began kissing my chest as he made love marks, I moaned and whined his name. I felt his tongue lick them in circles before finally taking one hardened nipple into his mouth, he started to suck. My back arching as I moaned pulling his hair.

“Y/N… M-mmm I can’t take it anymore, your moans are driving me crazy.” He said as he slid his black suit off, he had abs, a six pack to be specific and I noticed the ‘heartbreaker’ tattoo on his left breast, a Chinese dragon leading to his torso. “Come here Min Yoongi.” I kissed him as he pulled me on his laps as he wrapped his arms around me, holding onto my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our kissing didn’t interrupt, his plum lips felt so good against mine, I felt something inside me, I felt butterflies in my stomach, the love in my heart and I just wanted time to stop. I pulled my red skirt down as he unbuttoned my black shorts, his breath was panting as we continued to make out. He was above me as he swirled his tongue around mine I moaned as he smiled into the kiss. Yoongi finally got his hands under my shorts as he groped and massaged my ass cheeks. “A-aahh~ Y-Yoongi.” My tongue clicked as he smirked more seeing my panties as he rubbed my ass and kept kissing me. I felt, his clothed bulge poke my thigh as I looked, it was erected.

Those skinny jeans made it too easy and visible to see. “Sorry. You’re turning me on a lot.” I blushed as I rubbed his clothed bulge, he groaned and cussed in response. “M-mmm… A-aah…!” He rocked his hips against my hands as I stroked him with both my hands, he stuck his tongue out as he groaned a bit. “Y-Yoongi how big are you? You sure have grown since we last went to the beach.” I sat on his laps slowly grinding him as he kissed my chest, I hugged his head as I stroked his blonde hair moaning as I felt his lips place kisses all over my breasts. His bulge twitching like crazy as he groaned, I rubbed harder and rougher, as we both let out moans and grunts.

“Boss, we should head out now, Jackson has been spotted at the nightclub. What are you two doing anyway so loud–?” Taehyung stared as he clenched his fist clearly jealous about Yoongi kissing me and I was grinding him.

“I’ll be there in a moment, just get the car ready.” He rolled his eyes as he scoffed walking out, I rubbed my hair as Yoongi kissed me. “Sorry but we’ve to go now, maybe next time we’d be able to do it?” I nodded as I was blushing red. I buttoned my white shirt as I put on my black shorts and pulled up my red skirt.

“Okay, so light brown slick hair and white suit, he’s from Hong Kong. Okay got it.” I spoke into my speaker as Jimin guided me. I tried to look around as I walked to the bar. Yoongi watching me closely from upstairs as he looked around too, Taehyung still pissed and Jimin smiling at me.

“Dangerous” by Kardinal Offishall featuring Akon. I grabbed a glass of French Rosé as I took a sip and my eyes caught the attention of Jackson Wang sitting on the couch with a couple of ladies around his arms. I blushed, he was quite hot and sitting there with his legs open. I wouldn’t mind sitting on his laps. “Found him.” I said as I tugged away my speaker into my bra. I set my hair in a ponytail as I unbuttoned my white shirt.

“Okay. Showtime.” I walked sexily as my heels clicked the ground as I stood in front of him. He signaled telling the ladies to move aside, I sat next to him his arm around me as I drank my Rosé. “Hmm, haven’t seen you around here before are you new or do you come here often?” Jackson cooed as he whispered into my ear and our eyes met, looking at each other deeply.

Oh goodness, he’s dangerously hot!

I shook my head as I rubbed his thigh playing innocent. “No, I don’t come here often, since I don’t have a lot of friends. Buut… maybe you could be mine? Or more than just a friend?~” I said, pursing my lips together as I leaned close to his face. Jackson smirked as he grabbed onto my hips and pulled me onto his laps as he rubbed my shorts groping my ass.

“God, you’re smoking hot, baby girl. Can you kiss me?” He leaned in, as I blushed and I panicked a bit as my eyes closed. I felt his breath against my lips as his left hand cupped my cheek. But I felt myself getting yanked from his laps and into someone arms, Yoongi stood there holding me tightly as he pointed his gun at Jackson.

“Jackson Wang, give me the information and I won’t kill you.” He nodded as he scoffed, Jimin held his arms as he used some ropes to tie him and pushed him to walk. “Close call, he almost kissed what’s mine. But he didn’t.” Yoongi chuckled as he held me close rubbing my waist, I looked up blushing. He held me up on his stomach as he hugged me, I felt him kiss my neck, I let out a soft moan into his ear as we sat in the back seat.

“So when did she become a member of yours Min Yoongi?” Jackson scoffed as he was next to Taehyung in middle row lighting up his cigarette. “Not that long, but she’s quite the seducer - isn’t she?” Yoongi cooed as he rubbed my thigh, I blushed ,checking my unread texts from Hoseok.

“Y/N Lee Meílíng, are you serious? Why are you helping the Mafia Bangtan Gang? Your life could be in serious danger!” I sighed before texting back. “Hoseok, you don’t understand, I want to help Min Yoongi out. Maybe then he’ll go back to his usual self. Besides they’ve a wounded member there’s no way I’d just let him get hurt just cause they’re missing one member. Please just trust me, I’m a strong woman too, you know…”

We finally stopped at the apartment as they spoke with Jackson in the living room, it seemed rather easy. He was willing to cooperate in giving whatever information he had on the Blood Vessel Gang. I was in the kitchen as I drank a glass of cold water, Jungkook came as he tried to reach for banana milk in the refrigerator. He was struggling to get it with his right arm all bandaged up, I stood on my tippy toes as I handed it to him. “Thanks, Noona.” I smiled as I nodded my head. “Yeah, you’re welcome.” He waddled back to the stairs slowly walking to his room. “It’s a deal Mr. Min Yoongi, let’s meet up at HipHop Club Cream.” He glanced at me before bowing his head and winking. “Hope you’ll be there too, Ms. Y/N.”

Luckily Daniel wasn’t home, I took my clothes off as I stared at myself in the mirror, my eyes red from crying and the marks of hands on my throat, I sighed as I bathed scrubbing my body thoroughly and rough. The marks on my ankles and wrists weren’t cheering me up either...

I just wanted to forget all about Min Yoongi and his gang members. I changed into some casual and comfortable oversized clothes paired with some lavender cotton socks as I waddled over to the living room, I saw Namjoon and Hoseok loafing on the couch watching whatever was on the TV.

“So what you two wanna eat? Should I cook some or order some food?” Hoseok smiled as he said that he already ordered some Korean fried chicken and Kimchi fried rice for us.

“Yeah it’ll be here in around 20 minutes, are you okay? Your neck seemed red with rashes or something...?” Namjoon asked as I looked down, rubbing my neck. “It must be some sort of allergy, don’t worry about it. I usually get awful rashes when I’m sweating or terrified like today.” I laughed it off nervously not wanting to tell them how Min Yoongi almost choked me to death and made me lose consciousness with his veiny hands.

“We’re watching some sort of romance movie and there’s already a sex scene, ahaha.” Hoseok laughed as he waited for me to sit beside him as I hugged my knees resting my head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, if it wasn’t for me then you guys would’ve been safe at home instead of being kidnapped…” Namjoon and Hoseok shook their heads as they smiled. “Y/N, it’s fine, we got out of there alive that must mean our friendship is too strong, unlike others, heh.” He said proudly and rubbed my head, I just nodded and agreed with Namjoon’s kind words. The doorbell rang as I answered the door, taking our food and bowing before I headed back to them.

“Come on let’s eat it, whilst it’s still hot~” I cooed as we smiled and ate the delicious food, we were quite hungry and it was only midday. Namjoon drank a sparkling Pacha green apple drink as he shifted his eyes around the place. “Anyways, so the group that held us hostages. They’re apparently one of the most dangerous Mafia Gangs out there: Bangtan Gang is, what they call themselves.” My eyes widen as I ate the rest of my Kimchi fried rice and kept listening to Namjoon telling us what seemed to be false a story, however it wasn’t. “Namjoon, how do you know that?” Hoseok asked in confusion as he drank a lime flavored Pacha, tilting his head curiously.

“–Park Jimin told me all about it. Also, I overheard some guys talk about the Bangtan, and I thought, it was all just lies until I heard the rumors and incidents, they’ve been responsible for.” My and Hoseok’s eyes widen as our jaws dropped, blinking in confusion. “So... They could’ve really sold us or killed us back then if we weren’t careful…” I gulped, placing my melon flavored Pacha down. I was frightened for what might’ve happened if I made one wrong move in their presence.

“Just listen closely. Let’s start with one of the eldest of the members, Park Jimin. The seducer and the planner of the group, very sly as he is easily able to shift from seductive to callous in less than a second. He’s quite manipulative and smart, also the most loyalest member to his Leader since he’s in charge of protecting and guiding him. Not to mention, he’s capable of many of things almost excelling in both defense and offense, speed and stalling out. Jimin’s considered to be Bangtan’s second Leader but that’s only theory.

Second up is Kim Taehyung, the kidnapper and punisher, who lived in the Daegu town with his leader, so he understands his way of thinking quite well. Very good at luring women with his charms and words of deception. However, his personality and identity is like a U-turn; one moment he’s flirting with you and the next thing he’ll inject a syringe filled with sleeping dose and you’ll wake up, tied tightly to a chair. Taehyung and an unlimited amount of tools to use in order to interrogate, punish, threaten or acquire relevant information from a hostage.

Third is the youngest member, Jeon Jungkook the hitman, hacker and the weapon supplier. His soft like and bunny cheeks exterior are easily mistaken as kindness, purity and innocence – but this man’s interior has a variety of knowledge about weapons, drugs, as well as all the fatal and weak spots of any human being. If that wasn’t enough, his hands are able to hack an entire network or data system in less than 20 seconds. Known to never lose a fight against an enemy or foe, always hungry for blood and violence, he seeks only to win.

Lastly, but most important Min Yoongi the Leader of the Mafia Bangtan Gang as known as ‘Suga’. The clever, cold and intimidating character never faltered or wavered in his path. Never failing a mission whether killing off a child molester or robbing a rich corrupt CEO. The emotionless and cold-hearted man with blood on his hands; he never struggled to reach his goal and never disappoints another Mafia Leader, let it be a battle or a business proposal. Surprisingly, quite a lady’s man, his handsome and cool attitude gets most women to fall for him and his eyes in an instant. However there hasn’t been someone, he has loved or felt something for.”

We finished our food and drinks as we went silent for a bit staring into the air. “Woah… I can’t believe Min Yoongi doesn’t recognize us anymore…” I said, suddenly breaking the awkward and heavy silence between us three. Hoseok just shrugged his shoulders and Namjoon clenching his jawline hard.

“It is what it is, we can no longer change who Yoongi is or what he has become. Y/N just forget about Min Yoongi, he’s no good and just bad news.” Namjoon told me, patting my shoulder and I nodded in uncertainty even though I knew that I simply couldn’t do that.

“Anyways Y/N, I have to teach some kids dancing, see you around.” Hoseok got up as he smiled softly, waving as he made a finger heart with his right hand. I waved too, making a heart with my hands, Namjoon got up too. I knew that today he had to work out with his friend Kim Seok Jin, who also happens to be a doctor. “Take care, okay? Take it easy too, make sure to say hi to Daniel for us, okay?” He fist bumped me as he headed out too, the silence filling the living room as it began to rain.

It was only 04:35 PM but something about the rainy and wet windows made me lost in my thoughts so deeply. The thoughts didn’t leave me. Yoongi’s change in tone and the fact that he threatened me. I felt betrayed, I felt hurt... I couldn’t recognize the guy I loved so much turn into someone; so criminal. “Wonder where Daniel is…? Probably at a bar or crashing again on a stripper’s Motel. I’m really a loser here.” I felt tears roll down my cheeks as I watched the rain pour down, thinking back to Yoongi’s harsh and distant words.

“I’m selling you off for a high prize to Seth Mikeson, I think that rapist is going to torture and ruin you. He wants to remove your organs and sell them to the black market too. Maybe the dark web is where your corpse will be. Make… sure I never ever see that ugly crying face of yours ever again. I don’t ever want to see you, Y/N Lee Meílíng.”

Meanwhile, Yoongi ate some medium rare steaks in his bedroom while watching some drama and action movie. He wore some gray sweatpants and no shirt, he was eating his juicy steak with some purple rice. He scoffed as he was bored, switching to a different channel as it showed a kissing scene between two lovers, his eyes stared blankly at the screen.

“Hmmph…” Yoongi thought back to me; I was in my yellow Puma hoodie in the grocery store, or our eyes gazing at each other on the night club. His smirk as I pushed Jayden off me, kicking him in the balls. But he couldn’t stop thinking about how close he was to my face or my fluttering dark brown eyes.

“Tch…” The scene quickly changed to making out as Yoongi finished his food, finally the female began to take the oversized blue hoodie, she was wearing, the man was just smirking as he was shirtless and waited for her. “You like that, Mingi?~” The woman cooed as she wasn’t wearing a bra and began grinding on him, the man groaning and cursing under his breath.

Yoongi couldn’t help but watch what the intimacy and the love unfold for them, he knew he’d never have something like those two, the position he was in and the way he was. Yoongi closed his eyes as he imagined me, dancing and showing off my hips to that Spanish song as he held onto my waist, sexily dancing with him as he swung me around just before pulling me close for passionate kiss.

“–What am I even doing? She’s different and happy with her stupid boyfriend, tch...” Yoongi got up, turning the TV off as he went downstairs to the kitchen. He set his plate down in the sink as he washed his hands and face, splashing it with cold water.

He saw Jungkook playing Animal Crossing on the Nintendo Switch as he scoffed. “Any signs of that Seth bastard, Jungkook?” He looked up playing his game as he thought for a second. “No Suga-Hyung, he hasn’t been in Seoul that much. Besides it’s hard to track him down, he seems to be lurking around.” He reported, redesigning his house in the game when Yoongi nodded and went upstairs into his bedroom again. He laid on the bed as he stared at the ceiling thinking hard.

Haven’t seen my mother in a while, I guess she doesn’t miss me anymore. Women are just stupid anyways...

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The thoughts brought Yoongi back to the day before Valentines Day. “–Maybe I could be your Valentine?” Yoongi smirked, closing his locker as I chuckled softly. “You’re so funny, Yoongi–” when he lifted my chin before leaning in close to my adorable blushing face. “Maybe I would let you too…? Yoongi I—” I wrapped my arms around his back before looking into his eyes.

“Y/N! Come on or we’ll be late for PE!” Roseanne yelled from the end of the hallway, he pulled his hand away as I looked down, slightly flustered by his first move on me ever. “Yoongi, let’s talk after–” I said, taking a hold of his hand and looking deeply into his eyes. “–It’s alright, Y/N...” Yoongi mumbled timidly as he was being his distant and socially awkward self.

“I’ll see you later then, better not break that promise, Oppa!” I pointed my index finger at him before placing a quick kiss on his cheek before dashing off to Roseanne.

Yoongi shook his head as he covered his eyes with his right arm, covering them as he relaxed and fell asleep.

“You’re late!” I shouted, stamping my foot impatiently as Yoongi walked over, throwing his schoolbag over his right shoulder and scoffing loudly. “Sorry, was about to leave school and head home,” he mumbled quietly. “That’s no excuse...!” I sighed before hugging him closely, I stood on my tippy toes. “You’re so gloomy today, you think that I wouldn’t notice that...?” I pouted as he rested his chin on my shoulder, accepting my embrace.

“I don’t know, Y/N...” Yoongi replied as I pulled back, “you don’t have to pretend that you’re strong in front of me. You can lean on my shoulder if you ever need it, Yoongi.” I confessed, smiling at him as he averted his eyes away. “Thank you, Y/N...” He rubbed the back of his neck shyly as I took a hold of his hand, “come on, let’s get Tteokbokki together, Oppa!” I smiled sweetly, hugging his arm as he flashed me his unusual sweet gummy smile. “Yah, stop calling me Oppa, Y/N...” He whined as we headed to the street vendors.

“What the fuck?! Why am I dreaming of the past now? Y/N called me her Oppa, somehow I didn't want to her stop calling me that.” Yoongi sighed deeply as he rubbed the back of his neck looking around.

One hour later, I was typing down some Korean paragraphs as I reviewed some of the last English essays. I yawned, removing my contacts as I rubbed my forehead usually I get a headache from wearing them for too long. “God… My head’s hurting like hell!” I groaned out loudly in frustration as I went to grab some painkillers before swallowing them. I went to use the bathroom afterward when I noticed some blood in the toilet. I frowned and closed my legs tightly before grabbing a pad. I waddled to the shower room as I washed off my legs and used some toilet papers to dry my ass. I placed the pad on me and kept my legs closed until I grabbed a pair of black panties.

I placed my pad tight and secure on them then I changed into my panda pajamas. “Man… no wonder I felt so awful. I guess my hormones have been out of balance lately, stress, fear, and the overwhelming feeling of losing somebody you used to know.” I sighed and chopped some carrots, cucumbers, zucchinis, bell peppers, bean sprouts, sea kelp, mushrooms along with some dried Nori. I made my cozy and comfort food for when I felt awful; Bibimbap. I cooked some rice in the rice cooker as I grabbed a bowl, filling it as I placed the stir-fried vegetables. I added some soy sauce and mixed it with my chopsticks. It was around 07:45 PM, I yawned. I could feel my energy getting drained from my painful period. “I guess I should head to bed and fall asleep, hmm a message?” I checked my phone as I saw 18 unread messages from today and yesterday from our group chat ‘Anpanman’.

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:07: “Y/N! Lee Meílíng where are you? Please answer. Just at least send us a reply or something. You’re starting to worry us…”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:10: “Tell us you’re safe, don’t ignore us. Those gunshots were real and we heard them escaping the smoke. Why won’t you answer us, Y/N. Please say something, anything.”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:11: “Are you home with Daniel, please say so. I want a reply to anything a thumbs up or an emoji, just give us something so we know you’re still alive.”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:13: “We aren’t going to leave you until you give us an answer or a damn call, Y/N.”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:14: “LEE MEÍLÍNG Y/N!”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:16: “LEE MEÍLÍNG Y/N!”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:17: 21 Missed call(s)

🐨 😎 Joon sent a voice message, 03:18: “Listen Y/N, are you at a hospital? We will come and find you soon, please just rest and we’ll be there. I swear you’ll make it out alive.”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:20: “Oh my god… Y/N, the Mafia Gang was responsible for the gunshots and they’ve kidnapped you as their hostage. But don’t worry, they got us in their car we’re on our way. Please be safe…”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:21: “Fighting. Y/N, don’t be scared we’ll rescue you!”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:22: “We’re almost there, it’s a bumpy road, please be okay.”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:23: “Keep smiling, and please don’t cry, you’re a strong woman!”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:24: “We’re here at their mansion, which room is it you’re in?!”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:25: “Oh my goodness! Those ropes and the darkroom, Y/N they did hurt you?! Why aren’t you answering us? Are you unconscious!?”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:26: “Those bastards better not touch or lay a finger on you or I’ll kill them with no mercy!”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:27: “That half blonde jerk, he’s the one who’s with you right now? Isn’t he?! Please stay strong, they promised nothing would happen to you as long as the boss isn’t agitated. I’m not worried your cute face alone is going to save you from suffering and pain, I just know that!”

🐨 😎 Joon, 03:29: “Fuck, Y/N. We’re sorry that we can’t be with you know. But we’re watching you in a room with security cameras, that creep is in trouble for touching your thigh like that!”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 03:30: “This is really bad Y/N, we can no longer watch you. The boss has gotten a hold of you now… please God, I beg you, please keep her safe.”

I felt sad staring at those unread messages, my eyes getting filled with tears. I knew I had left them worried sick to death. I wrote a long message pouring out my feelings and heart into it.”

🌷🥰 Fierce Y/N, 20:08: “Oh my goodness, guys… You two… I just read these messages and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that you had to go through and experience all that because of me, please you don’t have to forgive me. I’m just grateful to have you alive by my side; safe and sound, you two mean a lot to me.”

☀️ 😁 Hobi, 20:08: “Aish… Y/N you’re still awake? You should sleep, sorry we spammed your phone with so many messages. We overreacted a little, but you should know we would risk everything for you to be safe. 🤓 We love 💙 you.”

🐨 😎 Joon, 20:10: “Yeah you should go to bed. Let’s meet up tomorrow for some karaoke. Like Hoseok just said, we really care for you. 💓 Love you and sweet dreams.”

It was Sunday the 3rd of May 2020. The next morning I woke up to someone groaning and shouting in the living room. I woke up as I hurried to where the sound might be coming from and to no surprise it was him. Daniel Jones, my abusive, drunk, high, and sexist boyfriend. “Where tha fuck have ya been?! Ya fucking shit slut.” I looked down, hearing those words trying, not to worked up over this shit. My period was making things and words more sensitive than usual. I sighed as I looked at him, rubbing my left arm.

“We had a party at our University and a student got really drunk, so we took her to the hospital. And I stayed overnight because she didn’t want to be left alone in a hospital.” Daniel scoffed as he stared at me, he closed his eyes shut clearly wanting to fall asleep again.

“–Shit, next time make some fucking food before you leave. I was so fucking hungry! No stupid female should be allowed out of the house or not be able to cook sumn.” Daniel turned his back as he went to sleep, I had a frowned expression on as I went to the kitchen, I grabbed a beef cup noodles as I poured over the hot water and used the seal to keep it warm. I put on some black leggings, a large and loose hoodie as I headed out. Luckily the sun was shining its warm beams and I could eat outside, I texted Hoseok and sat on the bench near our apartment complex.

“Good morning, you up, my cute sunshine?” I could smell the lovely beef ramen as I hummed to myself, kicking my feet left and right as I saw the blue sky.

“Ohh~ so you’re already awake? How did you sleep last night? Did you dream of me? Feeling better? <3” I chuckled at his flirty text as I sent a voice message.

“Hehe, yes I did sleep well, and sadly no. I didn’t dream of you. You wanna meet up? I’m outside in the hot weather it’s so nice and beautiful.”

We both laughed and agreed to meet up at a nearby cafe around the park. I hugged Hoseok tighter, closer and longer than usual, he was shocked as he rubbed my back. “Everything ok, Y/N?” He tilted his head in confusion as he smiled looking at me. I realized what I was doing and took a step back. “Sorry I just had a rough morning, my period is making me really weird.” I looked down shyly and embarrassed he just rubbed my hair and chuckled. “It’s fine I don’t mind your soft hugs, come on I’ll treat you to some good breakfast.”

I nodded when we went inside, the menu was huge and had lots of options to choose between. We sat down near the window in the corner, Hoseok called the waitress. “A cafe latte and an iced caramel macchiato, please.” She nodded as she went behind the counter. “–So what are you getting Hoseok? The menu has so many different options and varieties!” He hummed and smiled, pointing at no. 18 and no. 2, a stack of American fluffy pancakes and 2 sunny side eggs. “Wow they look so yummy, I guess I’ll take no. 3 and no. 5, the Japanese soufflé pancakes and the 3 fruits Sando.”

The waitress came back with our drinks as she wrote down our orders and bowed. “I’ll be right back, thanks for waiting.”

I guess this place helped me calm down, Daniel was just being a misogynistic douchebag and sexist as usual. He wasn’t like that before he got addicted to drugs, heavy liquor and strong marijuana...

“–So everything ok? Y/N, you seem to be frustrated about something or sad nowadays… You know you can tell me anything, I’m willing to listen to you anytime.” Hoseok saw right through me and I guess he was right; I was frustrated with the whole Min Yoongi situation. I also was sad about Daniel Jones not treating me right.

“It’s just that… I don’t know… how to explain it anymore…” I shed tears as I looked down, closing my eyes and refusing to show Jung Hoseok my pathetic crying face. And it over someone that could care less about me too. “Hey, hey. It’s okay, whatever it is. Everything’s going to be alright, Y/N.” He got up from his seat and leaned in, hugging my head to his chest, I held onto him tightly. “I don’t think Daniel loves me anymore. I think he hates me and doesn’t want to be with me anymore...” Hoseok’s eyes were full of worries when he grabbed my shoulders now giving me a serious look.

“He… Daniel didn’t hurt you, right? What did he tell you?! What did he do??” I shook my head as I wiped my tears away. “He just yelled a lot of misogynistic and sexist stuff, like I’m only allowed to stay indoors like a good woman. That I should cook for him when he comes home drunk and high every day.” Hoseok clenched his fists, scoffing annoyed, he was very agitated. “Break up with him Y/N, you deserve better. And no guy should ever treat you like that and still be with you.” I nodded and flashed a soft smile, Jung Hoseok knows how to make me happy and my worries disappear without fail.

“Yeah, but where would I live? We share that apartment and I know he’d just come back to have a place to sleep and eat. Unless I get a hold of his keys too… Then I don’t know.” Hoseok patted my head and gave me a thumbs up. “You can live with me, it’s fine my sister kinda missed seeing you and cooking for us two.” I sat down, thinking for a bit I didn’t want to be a burden to Jung Hoseok or his beautiful sister. The waitress arrived with two trays as she placed the food on the table. “Thank you so much,” I bowed, admiring and glancing at the food.

“It’s fine, Hoseok you’ve done so much for me, I’ll be ok. Come one let’s eat.” Hoseok nodded, humming before eating his sunnyside eggs and he took a sip of his cafe latte. “Wow, this is so great it’s been a while since we ate together like this, ahaha.~” I smiled as I ate my Sando fruit sandwich, it was sweet and creamy along the fresh fruits too. I drank my a little of iced caramel macchiato.

“Yeah, it sure has, we need to do this more often.” We both smiled as we gave our cheers then we finished eating. “So what are you up to now? Any plans for today’s Sunday?” Hoseok cooed as he checked his phone for the time, it was 3:10 PM. “No not really should we hit the fitness, I think we might meet Namjoon.” He smiled agreeing as we walked towards the subway, taking it to Hoseok’s apartment. I figured out going back to see Daniel would be a bad idea.

“Sorry, if it’s a bit messy, been quite busy lately.” A few albums were scattered around the wooden floor and some hoodies on the couch. “It’s fine, Daniel makes more of a mess than you to be honest.” I scoffed, crossing my arms as we went inside his bedroom, he grabbed a yellow t-shirt and a pair of jogging pants. “Well, Noona isn’t home right now, so I hope it’s okay if you borrow some of my clothes. Is it alright with you?” I nodded, Hoseok was quite fashionable so I didn’t mind wearing some of his clothes. I was still wearing leggings.

I took my tank top hoodie off as Hoseok blushed red before looking away respectfully as I giggled. “This isn’t the first time you’ve seen me like that, you know we went to the beach before.” I wore his yellow t-shirt as I cooed. “Well yeah, but it’s been a while since we last went to the beach, you’re so gorgeous as usual, heh heh.~” We chuckled and headed down before taking the subway. About 20 minutes passed as we arrived in front of the fitness. We were greeted by a familiar face, Namjoon smiled as his dimples were showing off. “What a lovely surprise, you two here for trouble or to work out?” I and Hoseok looked at each other as we nodded.

“Maybe both? Both are great ahaha.” We snickered when Namjoon laughed as he showed us around, pointing at the treadmills and weights. “I think I wanna use the treadmills.” He smiled as he set the settings and it was ready to use. “There ya go.” I thanked him, Hoseok took some weights as he sat down on the small stool and lifted them up and down. I began to run, focusing on Daniel’s harsh and stupid words it made me run faster like fuel to a train.

In front of me, a guy started to run too. Our eyes met and I gasped. It was him, the guy I saw before being kidnapped those light brown eyes, cherry pink hair, and the bunny like face.

“It’s okay, I got you now, Noona.”

“You…” I mumbled, staring at him with a mean look. Jungkook looked down as he took one of his headphones out. “–What is it, Noona?” He still used honorifics, even though we were practically strangers. “What… What are you doing here?” He scoffed as his eyebrows furrowed, he sighed. “It’s Jeon Jungkook. Noona, I’m here to work out, what do you expect?” I sighed, feeling a bit dumbfounded at my question, he didn’t seem dangerous but he was a Mafia member after all. I could only think of Min Yoongi but I slowed down the treadmill and got off. I sat on the bench drinking some water. “Everything ok, Y/N?” Namjoon patted my shoulder, I nodded and said that I was just exhausted from yesterday. I drank some water as Hoseok looked over at Jungkook. “Isn’t that one of the Bangtan members, the youngest one to be exact?”

Namjoon nodded explaining that he comes here quite often, girls and women always stare at his tattooed body and abs. “But aren’t they getting caught or arrested?” Namjoon shook his head as he explained. “No. Not really, I mean as long as he doesn’t cause any trouble and stays lowkey, there’s no reason to.”

I ran for a half hour as I stopped, I was sweaty and panted heavily. “I think that’s it for today.” I went to the women’s changing room as I took my clothes off and began showering before washing myself thoroughly.

“Well Boss, it seems you’ve been so stressed out lately, maybe you just need to get laid. So we’ve bought some girls over for you. This is Lola.” Taehyung said as he smirked, taking a woman’s hand. She had huge breasts probably a size D and an hourglass shaped body. She most likely got surgery for that kind of body. “Why the fuck, did you do that? I don’t fucking need it.” Yoongi growled as he went to his bedroom and stared at the ceiling, his mind wandered somewhere else.

It was the summer before graduating High school, the 5 of us went to Jeju Island’s famous beach during a school trip...

“What? You think I look lame?” I huffed, with my hands on my hips sassily as I lowered my sunglasses. “Th-That’s not what I said... I said that you look alluring in that color...” Yoongi said quietly, averting his eyes as I blushed red.

“Thank you,” I pursed my lips, rubbing my arm as he was clearly checking me out. “Come on you two, let’s go!” Rosanne said, grabbing my arm as we ran to the waves of water. “Come on, Yoongi-Hyung!” Hoseok shouted, jumping on his back as they ran to the water with Namjoon.

“You know we can do it tonight if you want to, Yoongi...” I said, hugging Yoongi from behind as he was extremely timid, “are you sure? You didn’t even give Daniel your answer yet...” He mumbled randomly, “forget about it then...” I looked down and was about to leave his room when he pulled me by the wrist. “–Don’t go, please...” He said, hugging me tightly as I turned around to face him. I was beyond flustered and frustrated with him, I stood on my tippy toes before kissing him.

Now Lola sat on the side of the bed as it brought Yoongi back to the present. “Could you please not leave me anymore...?” He whispered quietly as she smirked, thinking she could finally win the famous Bangtan leader’s heart. He sighed deeply as he sweated a bit before saying something. “–Y/N, do you love me?” The woman played along and answered happily. “Yes, I do. I’m going to make you feel good, just relax.” She leaned in kissing his ears and his biceps, he obviously didn’t wanna kiss the mouth of a woman he met just like that.

Lola started to unbutton his pants as she rubbed her hand on his boxer’s, she smirked. Yoongi was lost in thoughts, thinking about the past and Y/N, he didn’t notice her pulling his pants and boxers down. Just when she was about to suck his dick he immediately yelled and threw her off him, she fell down on her butt.

“W-What’s wrong? Min Yoongi…!?” Yoongi shook his head, clearly angered as he pulled his boxers and pants up again and slammed the door behind him. He went outside in the dark. He walked a few blocks until he reached the bridge. Lola started to cry as Jimin came inside, telling her to leave before any more trouble begins. The wind was cold and cool, he sighed and stared at the Han River. “What the fuck has happened to me? All I can think of is her.” He muttered to himself, clenching his hands around the railing and sighing heavily.

I exhaled sharply and I ran for a few minutes as I started to sweat, I wiped it off with my wrist. I just wanted him to disappear I wish I’d never met Daniel knowing it would just turn out like that. I went home and showered thoroughly, washing my back roughly with the lychee soap. I shaved my legs too as I used some olive oil to make them super smooth afterwards. I looked myself in the mirror as I went outside the wind blowing through my cold wet hair.

When there stood a familiar face my eyes widened and his widened too, I wasn’t mistaken. It was him, it was really him the Leader of the Mafia Bangtan Gang, Min Yoongi.

I was very scared of him, he did say he didn’t want to see me ever again. But why is it that my feet are moving towards him, why is it that my heart won’t stop beating so fast for someone like him...?

The clock was ticking 1:00 PM, white chalk scraping the blackboard as I turned around and finished writing a sentence. “–So any questions for the use of English verbs and their past, present or future tenses?” I asked as the heavy silence fell in the lecture hall and a bunch of confused looks on my University students.

The students were very quite as I expected them to be. After all… I mean almost two hours of fidgeting with these unexplainable grammar rules and lots of homework too. I didn’t blame them.

“–If you have any, don’t be afraid to ask me plenty, my mailbox is always open. I will see you all tomorrow, Annyeong~” I smiled and bowed before taking my leave.

My black heels clicking the floor, gray cardigan and violet top underneath, my loose dark brown hair paired with some lavender stockings. I passed through the hallway as some male students bowed naturally I found myself doing the same.

I was this University’s pride and joy, just being and working here was more than I could ever ask for. It was indeed a dream come true, I felt beyond honored and happy to be here every day. This means everything to me. Lee Meílíng Y/N is the name.

I headed to the staff room as I checked some assignments before finishing my Vanilla latte. I glanced as the last period for today was cancelled due to my doctor’s appointment which was also cancelled anyways. Lately I hadn’t been sleeping properly it was probably due to stress or the fact my relationship with Daniel Jones became oh so different and difficult.

My phone lit up as I’ve received a text message from none other than Jung Hoseok, saved as ‘Hobi’ in my contacts.

“Coming to the nightclub tonight? Missed you so much… TT.TT <3”

My worried expression quickly disappeared as I saw his message, I smiled softly.

“ㅋㅋㅋ…” I texted, giggling with a sweet smile.

“Silly guy, you know I have some tests to make and essays to read and correct…” I hesitated a bit to send the reply when my phone soon rang, I saw the name displaying Hoseok's incoming call.

“–Hello…? Hoseok I’ve already told you… besides I need to see Daniel tonight, sadly… I can’t.” My sentence got interrupted as Hoseok begged me to come this time, we didn’t really see each others for a month.

“Aish… Y/N, don’t reject us this time, we missed you so much. You said that tonight we would see each other.” I gulped, nodding to myself before thinking about my final decision as I let out a deep sigh. “Fine. Okay, okay!” I said persistently. “F-Fine I’ll come!” I heard how happy Namjoon and goofy Hoseok exclaimed together as I hung up.

“It’s better anyways, Daniel probably cancelled our night together anyways… Probably getting home; high, mad and drunk. He always reeked of vodka and weed. I shook my head, grabbing my bag and coat as I wore some white Adidas sneakers, replacing those heels. I was tired wearing those heels the whole day.

I walked down the stairs, wearing my headphones as I listened to “DNA” by BTS, focusing on the fresh air as I wanted to forget about my boyfriend. I went down to the Metro station waiting for line 2, I went inside listening to the upbeat tunes, waiting for the train to finally reach “Gangnam” station. It was already 4:05 PM by the time, I arrived at my apartment, luckily Daniel wasn’t there. I turned up for the music as I danced happily and threw my clothes to the floor.

I was jamming hard to “Daechwita” by Agust D, something about May 1st 2020, this Friday was just so stressful and messy. I just danced like crazy, as I got rid of the alcohol stains and weed mess scattered around the floor. I sighed to myself, back then when we first started dating... Daniel and I were nothing but relationship goals. Waking me up with kisses on the cheek and forehead, breakfast by the morning, roses by the dozen in the kitchen. Everything was so sweet and perfect.

That was until Daniel lost his job as a businessman. He was caught smoking cigarettes in the bathroom and drinking whiskey in the office, he used to be so fresh and loving. It seemed like drugs, weed, alcohol and partying were his only needs in this world. He didn’t care about anything else...

“Really” by Blackpink started playing and I went to the kitchen, tracing my fingernails on the table with dirty glasses and stained plates, they were from yesterday. Daniel could’ve at least placed them in the dishwasher or cleaned them, this just added another pile of frustration to my endless suffering. “What jerk, sheesh… what a fucking drag.” I scoffed to myself before cleaning the sticky stained floor and kitchen now shining and clean.

“Ugh… I’m so hungry, what quick meal can I make for myself?” I sighed, looking inside the refrigerator, there were not much, an expired carton of milk, rotten apples and some wilted vegetables. I closed my eyes frustrated, Daniel not only made a mess but also ate most of our fresh groceries or leftovers.

“Guess I’ll have to get me something from the supermarket.” I groaned as I put on some Nike black leggings along with a Puma yellow crop top like hoodie, some boots as I ran the spring rain pouring on me as I opened my umbrella before running inside the 7-11 store. I was panting heavily as I let my hoodie down, the cashier smiling at my pink cheeks. I bowed and went to the dairy and drinks section, searching for some banana milk, smoothies, strawberry milk, Yakult and iced coffees.

My basket quickly got filled, as I added a bag of potato chips, shrimp, beef, vegetables, curry and chicken flavored ramen, afterwards a packet with dried Nori, short grain rice, Mochis of all flavors and lastly, I walked to the meat section in the search of some thinly sliced beef for Bulgogi. I minded my own business as I tried to reach it but it was all the way up on top of the shelf.

A mysterious man with a black mask and white cap took it before handing it to me. His cold eyes met my curious yet confused eyes. “Thank you. I, umm…” He scoffed and turned his back before I could say another word. That was strange, there was something about him. His aura so cold and intimidating, almost like drunk Daniel’s eyes.

I shrugged it off my shoulders as I went to pay for all the stuff, placing the groceries in my plastic bags. “Yeobo, that sure is a lot, are you having family over?” Cashier Ahin asked, she always looked out for me even giving me some discount on my prize, she became the replacement of my elder sister Hyejin Lee Meílíng. She’s 29 years and happily engaged to Kwon Hyuk Woo, aged 31 years and a real sweetheart; he’s a responsible man with a Bachelor in medicine, biology and chemistry. They’re in Shanghai, China for their 10th anniversary, enjoying themselves to the fullest and creating many unforgettable memories.

“No, I–…” I said honestly before suddenly changing my words of choice.

“I mean... ‘we’ ran out of groceries. So stocking up the usual food, just a lot this time.” I let out an awkward laugh, nodding to myself. “Well that’ll be 4,500₩ but for you that’s going to be 4,000₩. But treat me to some coffee or a meal next time, Yeobo.” I bowed a few times at her generosity, as I paid and headed out. I was walking with my bags full. I saw a familiar figure with an yellow umbrella in the rain as I ran towards him.

“Hoseok…? Hoooseok! Hoseeeok! What are you doing out here?” He hugged me tightly as he let out a tired and cold breath. “Yah… Y/N, you weren’t answering my phone calls nor answered the door. So I thought something might’ve happened to you.” I let go of the groceries a loud splash sound. “Sorry. I’m very sorry, Hoseok.” I wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him close and tight. We embraced each others as we smiled, then he took the other bag and we hurried back to the apartment.

We made some hot milk tea as we were standing in the kitchen, Hoseok swinging me around as we danced to “Just Dance” by J-Hope. “Ehehe, you can really dance, Hoseok~" He spun me around as he held me up, my feet got swept from the floor as he swung around and sat me down on the counter. “Well thank you, I’m an instructor after all. Anyways how’s it going with you and him? He doesn’t seem to be around here?”

My mood quickly shifted from happy to disappointed real quick. “Him? Daniel? I guess he’s out with some friends, he said he couldn’t be with me today… so it’s all good, aha hah…” I knew lying was the only thing, I could do, after all I didn’t want Hoseok or Namjoon to worry about me or my failed relationship. I knew they both cared about me so deeply, last thing I would do is make them worried and doubtful about Daniel’s trust or love.

“Aish… That’s unusual for him to do, well let’s have fun tonight Y/N!” Hoseok smiled brightly as he got the chicken noodles out of the pot as I added the seasoned sliced beef, green onions and some parsley. “Yeah. Totally! I missed hanging out with you guys! It’s just, there were so many tests and exams to go through also some extra classes for those who scored 0-10.” I sat down on the chair and gave him a pair of chopsticks as we both began slurping our noodles. I licked my lips. “Mmm, Y/N this is so delicious! We really make a great team!” I smiled and nodded, as I finished, we talked for a bit, a few hours passed as it was 6:00 PM.

“Anyways Hoseok, you should head home and change, pick me up at 7:40 PM, okay?”I said as he smiled and nodded, grabbing his yellow ‘Hopeful’ umbrella as he stood in the hall. “Yes, you too Y/N. Wear something a bit sexy for us? Just kidding unless… ahahaha.~” I nodded and gave him a hug and waved.

An hour went by as I woke up from my nap, I drooled on the couch. I got up and showered, putting on some dark red lipstick, along with some cat or fox like mascara and some orchid pink blush on my cheeks for a cutesy yet sexy and fierce look. I put on a short crimson red dress, silver earrings, black laced knee stockings, red white high heels, with a silver necklace, lastly some badass red and white gloves. I went down using the elevator, cause I knew those heels are for dancing not walking down the stairs, I checked my phone as Namjoon hugged me and Hoseok greeted me.

“So which line and station, my guys?” I asked as we began walking, Namjoon in an emerald green suit, his slick silver hair back and matching pants, a light yellow shirt underneath. Hoseok in a yellow Bunny Bugs sweater, slightly wavy dark brown hair, some nice glasses and a pair of Denim blue jeans. We were waiting for the usual line 2.

“We’ll take the line 2 and change into line 1 to finally get off “Sindorim”. No worries, I’m used to line 1.” Namjoon replied as I and Hoseok nodded, clearly clueless with directions as we followed him, around 45 minutes passed. We finally arrived at the station at 08:00 PM. I looked at the dark night filled with gray and dark clouds only a few stars visible as the full moon shone its beams on the street and me.

We showed our IDs and the guard let us in, the music blasting off the speakers and people dancing around like crazy. I passed through as four guys caught my attention they were at the bar, wearing some expensive suits, one of them lightening up a cigarette, a guy with silver hair and blue eyes staring at me up and down before smirking.

“Anyways, what are you are going to get? I’m thinking of the Cherry Wine maybe a Lemon Margarita?” I looked as Namjoon was bopping his head to the music, Hoseok showing his dance moves to the now hyped up crowd.

Wow. I’m really the anti social one of us three, huh?

I went close as we held hands and jumped up like goofballs, then Namjoon twerking his ass as I laughed hard, Hoseok hyping him up as he threw it back, then we started to shake our hips as “Hips don’t lie” by Shakira played out loud.

“I… Neever really knew that sheee could dance like thiiis! She makes a man wanna speak Spanish!~” Both me and Namjoon sang out our lungs as Hoseok looked like a born dancer as his hips swayed at the right time. “Como se llama. Bonitaa, mi casaa, su casaa!~” I felt the rhythm as I shook my body and hips from the left to the right as Hoseok’s hands on mine were guiding me, I didn’t mind, he’s a sweet guy after all and all the attention was on us three now, the crowd getting louder as they hyped us up more.

“I’m on tonight. You know my hips don’t lie. And I’m starting to feel it’s right!~” I danced more with my arms up as Namjoon now held onto my hips, Hoseok filming us on Instagram story and Snapchat. Me and Namjoon posed with peace signs, finger hearts, then gang signs and some goofy expressions. Hoseok now taking hold of my hips as he smiled seeing my movements, all the people whistled at us.

We looked like a couple and for the first time in a long time; I could feel at ease, I didn’t have to be someone special. I didn’t have to be Daniel’s girlfriend. Or Ms. teacher Meílíng or fierce Y/N. I didn’t wanna be somebody. I just wanna be me. Be me.

“–That woman sure got the attention of the crowd so easily, quite impressive, don’t you think?” Taehyung asked as he bit his lips, smirking at the sight of my movements, Yoongi staring at him from the balcony where they stood. Then he looked at me when our eyes met a few times, his gaze wouldn't leave me.

I could've sworn; it was the same man from 7-11 from earlier...

“There’s something unusual about that woman… I can’t put my finger on it, but I feel like I’ve seen or met her before…” Yoongi hummed, thinking deeply about it. “–Taehyung, go get her age, profession and alias for me.” Taehyung nodded as he got down. He moved through the crowd as he came behind me then I swayed my hips and suddenly felt him grinding on me. Yoongi’s eyes widened as I looked up, trying to push him away as he wrapped his arms around my back when our eyes met. “–My apologies, you’re very beautiful, may I ask for your name? I can buy you a desired drink, maybe?” He smiled and held me tightly, leaning in closer as I had my hands on his chest.

Namjoon noticed immediately as he walked over, in his protective and defensive mode. “I’m Lee Meílíng Y/N, a professor at the Seoul National University, 24 years and who the hell are you?” I pushed him off, crossing my arms fiercely, Hoseok wrapping an arm around me acting like my boyfriend. That trick usually worked as I leaned close, hugging his arm. “I’m TaeTae, but you can call me Tae. Maybe we could dance later?” Taehyung put his hands up as he scoffed.

“Didn’t know this pretty lady Y/N had a boyfriend so protective and a great dancer too.” Taehyung scoffed as he disappeared again in the crowd. We all three smiled as we gave each others a high five. “Heh, what a strange guy, trying to flirt with you. Wasn’t it Y/N?” I nodded as I rolled my eyes walking towards the bar, Namjoon ordering for us. “You bet, such a strange fella. He thought I’d throw it back to him. Such a fuckboy.” I said, scoffing as I got my Cherry Wine as I took a sip smiling pleased, Hoseok with his Sprite Vodka, Namjoon with his whiskey.

“7 Rings” by Ariana Grande started playing. “–I thought her face was familiar. That’s a former classmate from elementary and all the way to high school; Meílíng Lee Y/N. The fierce, amazing and sweet girl everyone adored and admired at our school. It’s no surprise that she got many male fans at the University too, tch.” Yoongi huffed when Jungkook looked around as he played Animal Crossing on his iPhone.

Jimin drank a bottle of Soju and lit up a cigarette, looking at Yoongi. “–So you saw her earlier too, didn’t ya?” He nodded as he looked over at me again letting my hair loose from its low twin tails as I rubbed my scalp, my collarbones visible as the drunk guys whistled but I gave them the middle finger.

“Man this is so awesome! Try it Y/N, it’s not too strong, I made sure, that it had a lot of Sprite!” Hoseok smiled as he handed me the glass with a pink straw as I took a sip, the strong taste of vodka kicking in. “Wow. But I still taste the nasty vodka. But it’s alright though, I know you love your Sprite.” We all laughed and finished our drinks, then we danced some more. Two pretty ladies started dancing with Hoseok and Namjoon.

I felt a bit lonely as I danced by myself when someone came behind me and groped my chest. I gasped as I was extremely shocked then I turned around kicking my knee into his balls, who ever that creep was. “Ouch, you fucking wench...” He groaned as Yoongi smirked seeing, how I reacted. “The fuck, you think you were doing to me?! Are you fucking retarded or something?!” The man shouted and held onto his balls, glaring at me. His voice was weak and full of pain. “You bitch, I’ll make sure you pay next time, I see you.” He waddled to his friends and I scoffed. “–That Y/N isn’t as sweet and soft as she used to be though, she’s quite fierce at times.” Yoongi bragged as he got up, looking at the waddling Jayden.

Yoongi walked past me before stopping for a second as our eyes met once again. This time he flashed a quick smirk and a wink before heading to the bar. I stood there, my eyes widen remembering those light brown eyes and white skin.

Min Yoongi, my classmate from elementary to high school. I thought. I wouldn’t meet him ever again. My heart skipped a beat, but why? Do I still like Min Yoongi? I tried to cover my blushing cheeks while walking away from the crowd.

“–Y/N you okay? You seemed like you’ve seen a ghost or something.” Namjoon asked, placing a hand on my shoulder, I snapped back to reality as I shook my head. “Namjoon…? N-No it’s just some jerk thought that he could just grope me from behind. But I kicked him in the balls.” We both smirked, clearly impressed by my fierceness as we laughed, Namjoon wrapped an arm around me, then we went back to the bar. This time I just needed some cold water.

“Waah… Y/N, you sure know how to kick ass.” I giggled, drinking all of the water in my glass, as I stretched out arms and neck, the men staring at me as I glared.

No man can make me scared or have control over the feisty, fierce and dangerous woman I am; Y/N Lee Meílíng.

“Need to fix my face, I look like a mess.” They nodded as they drank, clearly these guys had a high alcohol tolerance unlike my weak ass. I walked fiercely through the dance floor, my heels clicking loudly catching the attention of that blonde haired man above on the balcony as he tilted his head watching me. I scoffed sassily, ignoring his eyes as I made my way to the women’s bathroom.

“Act quick, seems like we might have to start a riot. I had enough bullshit… to take care off for today...” Yoongi huffed, running his hand through his blonde hair as Jungkook nodded and tried to search for Seth Mikeson and the BloodHound Gang. I checked myself in the mirror, slowly wiping off the adorable blush makeup with a makeup remover wipe. I had applied earlier as my fox like mascara was still popping. I took my earrings off, putting them in my small cat purse.

“Y/N, you look so beautiful, almost like a wild fox.” Those words made me smile and flustered, Daniel reminding me; to just be myself and not the sweet or shy high school girl, his parents always expected him to date, love and support. I sighed and I clenched my fists, trying to forget about for him, because tonight I just wanted to have fun with Hoseok and Namjoon.

I headed out as I saw them dance and I joined them bopping my head to “Say So” by Doja Cat. “Wooo hooo! Get it Hoseok!” We danced together in sync as Namjoon filmed us, we did finger hearts, a heart with with our hands and lastly forming one big heart with our arms. I also took a selfie of us, me being the small one I stood in the middle of two tall smiling guys. “One of the most fun and best nights with these two gems @K_Namjoon_94 and @J_Hobi_0218” It was midnight as I posted it on my ‘close friends’ story, in case Daniel would get suspicious.

“You take great pictures Y/N, make sure to send them to me later. I want them printed out.” I smiled, nodding and sending them our Messenger group chat, the time was 12:55 AM. I yawned loudly, my legs got tired by the intense dancing with Hoseok, he was an excellent dancer. No kidding, when he says proudly: that he’s a dance instructor.

My head started to spin, I felt dizzy. “You sleepy, Y/N?” I leaned my head on his shoulders as he carried me on his back, I nodded. Namjoon pointed on the leather couch in the lounge before carefully placing me down, my head was resting on his laps. Hoseok’s hands stroking my hair as they massaged my scalp.

“I don’t know… I guess that I was very stressed and burned out today… U-ugh…! So many confused students with the grammar rules. My low alcohol tolerance kicking in too, Daniel and I…” Hoseok nodded, showing an understanding, sympathic and caring attitude towards me.

“Aish… Y/N, you worry too much and doubt yourself again. You know you’ll be able to help your students pass and improve. In regards of Daniel and you. The two of you are unbreakable and inseparable, you of all people should know that. That’s not the fierce and feisty Y/N that I know.” He flashed me a smile, telling me everything would be alright, that I had nothing to worry about. Jung Hoseok really is the best at taking my worries, uncertainty and anxiety away like a sunshine after heavy rain and thunder clouds.

“There you go, some water and pills.” Namjoon handed me a glass of cold water and some headache pills. “Ah… thanks so much you two…” I sat up as I looked around the dancing floor, there were only 20-30 people, high or completely wasted. Though that guy with pathetic pink and blonde hair was still dancing with a lady when he smirked at me, something about him was quite intriguing. The way he danced and got the charms of ladies so easily, his eyes were oh so different and unique. His left eye with one eyelid and his right one with a double eyelid, his perfect and sharp jawline. “–I think I’ll go for one last round of dance before heading home. You two can stay and rest, I know you’re too drunk anyways.” I smiled as I waved, walking to the spotlight once again.

“Playdate” by Melanie Martinez played, those cheerful tunes. I went to the dance floor, Namjoon and Hoseok watching me and gave me their thumbs ups. “–So you’re finally up for a dance, Kitty Cat?~” Taehyung cooed, moving his shoulders and spun on his heel, completely showing off. I scoffed, crossing my arms as I set my hair in a sideways ponytail. “–As if I’ve a boyfriend, you know.” He shook his head, knowing I was obviously lying. “If he really was your boyfriend, why don’t you go over and sit on his laps, give him a smooch with those dark red luscious lips?” My eyes widen, this is the first time a guy figured out so quickly, I was taken back by surprise.

“Hmph…” I sighed to myself, feeling busted by my fake roleplaying. “How did you know that? That trick usually gets most the guys right away and yet, you—” Before I finished my question Taehyung pulled me close wrapping his arms around me as my hands gripped onto his shoulders our eyes gazing into each others eyes. “Listen Kitten, I’m not like other guys you encounter everyday. After all... I’m Kim Taehyung.” He spun me around as he danced with me now my back against his front body as we danced in the disco light. My heart beat fast, I was nervous feeling him so close to me, his moves were smooth and slow. Yoongi shifted his eyes everywhere, but that darn Jayden was nowhere to be found.

“–Did you catch where his location might be?!” Yoongi demanded when Jungkook nodded, pointing at a man sitting on a stool near the bar, ordering a drink. “He’s getting some shots of vodka, but he seems to be alone tonight. Should we just shoot him or confront him?–” He got interrupted before finishing his sentence.

“–Shoot him.” Yoongi scoffed cold and heartlessly when Jungkook sighed before loading the sniper and shot three shot glasses, alerting the people to panic and run away. “The fuck?! Who the fuck?!–” Jayden got up and looked frantically around before seeing the Bangtan members and Yoongi ran down the stairs. Jimin signalled Taehyung to return for back up force as he threw a smoke bomb. “–It was fun chatting with you, but I doubt we’ll see each others next time. So Kitty Cat, here’s my number. Don’t miss me too much.” Taehyung lifted my chin before rubbing it, then he faded away in the distance, I gasped as I was yelling out loud.

“Hoseok, Namjoon, where are you guys?! Guys?!” I heard more gun shots as I fell out of shock and terror on all my four scared to death. What was happening? Were those real gun shots, no way. That kind of stuff only happens in the stupid action or crime movies. Another two or three gunshots this time louder making me flinch as I hugged my knees unable to move. I closed my eyes thinking I would die in this club.

Never feeling the taste of real love, never getting engaged or married to the man of my dreams. Never travelling to the desired countries, never teaching again, never feeling freedom. But most importantly never getting pregnant and having a baby of my own.

It wasn’t until that someone with super strong arms wrapped around me as who ever held me, wanted me out of here alive and safe.

“It’s okay, I got you now, Noona.”

A guy in a yellow suit and cherry pink hair, smiled sweetly and looked at me as I lost conscious. The next thing I knew I was sprawled and laid on the couch, feeling the cold air of the AC and giving me the shivers. I slowly woke up to the sight of my hands and ankles being tied up with tight ropes. I groaned, as I looked around and yelled: “Help, help me! Anybody here? I’ve been kidnapped!” A tall figure appearing, a sly smirk formed on his face as he held up by the hem of my dress.

“So we meet again, Kitten. How was your sleep, was it alright? Or should I say Y/N Meílíng?” Taehyung cooed when my legs began to quiver and my body trembling with fear for what might happen to me. “W-Why did you kidnap me…? Wh-Where are my friends?” I spoke, my voice still shaking from the thought of them being hurt or sailed to a different country. “–Don’t worry about it, if you’re nice and answer my questions. I’ll make sure you’ll get out of here alive and with no bruises. That is… if you play nice and obey everything I say, got it?” I nodded obediently, prepared to do anything to keep them alive and safe. Taehyung grinned as he held me in his arms transferring me to a different room, there was not much light, I noticed some black curtains, dim lighting and a single chair with some ropes on the floor.

“Tae… What are you going to do t-to me…?” I asked nervously as Taehyung placed me on the chair slightly adjusting my arms. Now I was tied to the chair both my ankles and wrists, unable to barge even just a little. “I’m going to play with you for a bit before Boss gets here to interrogate you.” He pulled down my dress a bit, revealing my bare shoulders as he enjoyed the view of me struggling, I felt my heart beat fast. “Tae... please don’t do this to me. I have a boyfriend and it’s Daniel Jones.” He put a finger on my lips as he lifted my chin shushing me.

“Shh. Don’t be scared for a bit of cheating, it makes everyone’s love life a bit more interesting, don’t ya think?~” Taehyung leaned in, whispering in his deep voice as I was beyond scared and I felt the goosebumps all over my body. He kneeled down on one knee as his hand went on my thigh reaching for my panties when the door suddenly clicked and slammed open. It was him, Min Yoongi my former friend and first lover from High school.

“–Kim Taehyung. The fuck are you doing? Get your filthy hands off her. I’m going interrogate her now, get the fuck out of the room.” Taehyung scoffed as he let go of my thigh, shrugging his shoulders as his eyes met Yoongi’s. “Boss. You usually let me do and handle this kind of stuff... Heh.” He left the room and Yoongi walked towards me, his cold, intimidating and straightforward eyes glared into my soul. I could feel my legs tremble and my entire body shaking.

“M-Min Yoongi… W-Why did you kidnap me…? W-What happened–?” I muttered weakly when Yoongi interrupted me as he said a simple sentence, that was enough to make me fear him and realize that not he wasn’t recognizable anymore. “Shut the fuck up. Don’t you dare say my name, you little shit. Or I’ll make sure, that you’ll regret it, Doll.” He pulled me by the hair as I whined and screamed loudly, he dragged me into another room, it was what I suspect to be his office.

And Yoongi threw me on the desk, as he sat on the black leather swivel chair, analyzing my nervous interior. “I’m sorry…” I managed to say when he grabbed my chin, yelling at me and cussing me out before threatening me.

This was not the Min Yoongi I knew anymore. He could throw the whole world into chaos, I’ve got to do something...

“–You don’t seem to be, after all you did leave me and forgot all about the things between you and me. Tch! Your sweet Daniel loves you, two guy best friends and the dream job of a professor at one of the best universities in Seoul. Go lucky and happy ending for the Princess Doll, huh?” My eyebrows furrowed listening to the hurt in his voice and the harsh words.

It was all painful for me to hear it... But it was the truth, wasn’t it? 

“I didn’t want leave you, it wasn’t my choice. Besides you liked Moon Byul Yi anyways, the beautiful and miraculous rapper. I don’t get, why you’re so upset? That people move on and don’t dwell on the past...” I asked cluelessly, staring at him in disbelief. “–We’re grown ups, after all adults make decisions and life changes.” I concluded when Yoongi clenched his fists and jaw, tilting his head in anger as he grabbed me by my silver necklace, I choked a bit gasping for air. “–I’m fucking tired of lies and excuses, you clearly didn’t care for me when we graduated High school. You little shit Doll, you always play games with people’s thoughts or feelings. But I don’t have any emotions anymore, thanks to you.” He let go of me as he crossed his arms then frowned staring at me sheer cold.

“I’m selling you off for a high prize to Seth Mikeson. I think that rapist is going to torture and ruin you. He wants to remove your organs and sell it to the black market too. Maybe the dark web is where your corpse will be. But with your two friends… I still don’t know what to do with them. I should get rid of them with my own two hands.” My eyes shifted to glare, all of a sudden I felt something snap in me. Jung Hoseok and Kim Namjoon were the only two people that I loved with all of my heart, besides my parents and elder sister. The thought of them getting killed by a supposedly former best friend of theirs would shock and break their hearts into thousands of pieces.

I wouldn’t let Min Yoongi get away with this, it doesn’t matter how much I will cry, suffer or bleed. I won’t let him touch them or hurt them. I took a deep inhale as tears scrolled down cheeks.

“You listen here… I don’t care what you do to me, my organs or if that bastard Seth Mikeson rapes and tortures me. If I end up on the black market or the dark web. None of that matters to me! However if you as much lay or touch a strand of Kim Namjoon’s and Jung Hoseok’s hair. Then I will fucking kill you. I will haunt you even in your deepest and darkest dreams!” I snapped as Yoongi’s eyes widen. Shocked by my words as I saw the pissed off hellfire in his light brown eyes. He got up, grabbed me by the throat as he choked me and slammed me down on the desk. I struggled to breathe as I choked by his grip, I tried to remove his hand but he was too strong for me. I felt my tears run down my eyes. My vision getting white and blurry, losing my consciousness slowly and surely.

“You talk a lot of shit for a small, helpless, and weak Doll like you.” Yoongi grit his teeth and sneered, I tried to get his hand away from me. “–I’m going to let you go this time, however make sure I never ever see that ugly crying face of yours again. I don’t ever want to see you, Y/N Lee Meílíng.” He huffed, eyeing me one last time as I listened to the hurt in his voice. Finally he let go of me, my breathing began returning slowly. I felt my chest rise up and down, I gasped for air desperately. He had his back turned too as he stared out of the window, it seemed like our conversation ended like that. I felt sad, betrayed, devastated and my heart shattered into million of pieces.

“Make sure to forget about everything and do not as much as inform anyone, unless you don’t your very own cherish pathetic life.” Yoongi said, looking one last time at me, I instantly got up as I waddled out of the office. Still tied up as I struggled to open the door, only to see Park Jimin opening it as his blue eyes widen in surprise.

“–So you’re actually letting her go? That’s not a good idea.” Jimin said as he closed the door, pulling me aside to the wall as I looked down, he cut the ropes around my wrists and ankles. He flashed me a sweet smile, but I was frightened to even smile back or trust anyone in this mansion. “–Where are the others? My friends Namjoon and Hoseok? I need to see them...” He pointed downstairs as I immediately rushed downstairs when I fell down hard, the thudding sound so loud and my body could feel the hard impact from falling.

“–Y/N, Jesus Christ be careful!” Namjoon helped me up as Hoseok hugged me close, embracing me. “Please be careful, I thought we might had lost you. Come on let’s head home.” He said calmly, I simply nodded as they helped me to car, the guy who kidnapped me. I believed his name was Jungkook, he drove us to Seoul station. Yoongi clenched his hands until they were white as he closed his eyes in frustration. He was watching us get into the car but I didn’t want to ever meet his terrifying gaze or cold, empty and lifeless eyes ever again.

“Make sure to forget about everything and do not as much as inform anyone, unless you don’t your very own cherish pathetic life.” Yoongi’s alarming words echoed in my mind as I shook my head, closing my eyes. When Namjoon let me rest my head on his shoulder as Hoseok held my hand, caressing it.

I felt so useless, all because I got kidnapped, I could’ve have lost two of my most precious people in my life.

“–Suga, why did you call off the deal with Seth. I thought you finally wanted to end this once and for all?” Jimin asked as Yoongi took off his glasses while typing stuff to his laptop. “For Seth, using Y/N as my supposedly ‘lover’ and bait for him that isn’t enough to please that rapist, psychopath, murder and criminal. Besides, he can’t get much out of an ordinary professor at a University and Y/N was just a hostage, Jungkook grabbed by accident thinking, it was Jayden. But that dipshit got away, so I had to use someone else.” Yoongi thought back to my words as he pressed his lips together.

You really have changed Y/N, hold onto your dear pathetic friends. We went to the usual line 2 as we got off at Gangnam Station.