#bts x reader insert

The soldier walked off after his little declaration, leaving our group to dissolve into pure chaos. The boys talked over each other, argumentative as could be as their voices raised more and more in an effort to be heard over each other.

I could understand their frustration, a lot had happened to us over the last few days so tempers were bound to flair. Right now though…right now was not the time to be arguing.

“Boys, please. We’ve got to stop all this.” I muttered, fingers rubbing at my temples as I closed my eyes to the throbbing pain in my leg.

They couldn’t hear me of course, too busy posturing over the bull shit that is Eun Kwang.

“Boys!” I barked, pain and frustration laced in my voice as I banged my fists on the countertop. “That is quite enough out of all of you!” 

The arguing stopped instantly as all eye fell on me. I frowned, looking at each of them in turn before glancing out at the rest of the room. Everything had gone quiet. Or I should say every one.

“We can’t keep this up. Lives depend on the outcome of this. More than our own.” I gestured to the civilians huddled around the room, each of them looking at us with fear and hope. They seemed to understand well enough that if they had even the slightest of chances of getting out of this situation they had better at least pay attention to what was going on with us. There was no doubt at this point that they’d heard everything.

Namjoon sighed, shoulders dropping as he nodded in agreement with me. “Boss lady is right boys. This can’t keep up. Eun Kwang’s already got the jump on us with Jin and Hobi under his thumb. If we want any hope of getting them back and getting out of here we’re gonna have to work with him…for now…”

“That’s such utter bullshit! Don’t you remember what he did to us? What he did to Her?” Yoongi stepped up, fury written in every movement he made as he stalked over to poke Namjoon in the chest with his lighter while pointing directly at me.

“I am well aware Yoongi.” Namjoon grumbled. “I know because I’m partially responsible for what happened. We all are. That’s not the point though is it?”

I caught movement out of the corner of my eye as they argued, demanding my attention as I watched one of the old men shuffle towards us. He seemed hell bent on making his presence known, feet dragging slightly as he shoved his way between Yoongi and Namjoon.

“I don’t know what connection it is you have with this phone fella. But we’re safe here. Some of us don’t take too kindly with the mess you lot have made of things. Whatever it is that you’re planning, you need to leave us out of it.”

Several others grumbled along with him, some even standing as if to back the old man up.

“Don’t you lot get it?” Namjoon demanded, heckles raised as he frowned down at the old man. “You’re being used. Those military idiots don’t give a damn who lives or dies right now. At best you’re all being kept alive out of guilt, at worst you’re bait in case they need to make a quick get away.”

The man scoffed. “You have zero proof of that. They’ve been nothing but kind to us since we got here.”

“Kind?” Rose demanded, speaking up from her quiet corner of the room. “Would kind people beat up and abuse two innocent women? Lock you all into a kitchen and ‘allow’ you to leave twice a day for bathroom privileges? Would kind people hold you at gun point while you march around this building to their tune of get in line and comply? They’ve used you all to cook their food and clean their toilets and at best allowed you the illusion of safety and freedom, but the second a single one of you steps out of line I bet they’re gonna send you right outside the safety of this building as cannon fodder for those monsters out there.”

A look of horror washed over the group as realization dawned on them.

“Oh? Looks like some of you are familiar with that idea?” Jeanette grumbled, arms folded over her belly as she tapped her foot impatiently at the look of shame on their faces.

“What if…” I hummed, finger tapping the phone screen. Glancing up I frowned at them all. “What if we could prove they’re not as kind and courageous as you all think they are?”

The old man paused in his attempts to work the crowd up again.

“Oh? And how are you gonna do that?”

I pulled the ear piece out I’d been using before. “With this…”

***

“This is super important little buddy do you think you can do this?”

The young boy nodded as he imitated an adorably awkward military salute.

“This here is a blue tooth. It’s gonna let us hear anything the bad men say so that everybody here will know what’s going on alright? Let your dad know he has to take it from me so we can hear. It’s super important to our secret escape plan okay?”

The boy’s eyes widened, a look of wonder flashing across his face. “It’s just like a spy movie!” He whisper yelled.

“That’s right little buddy.” I smiled softly, reaching out to ruffle his hair. “And you’re job is the biggest most important part. You get to be the spy carrying super secret top information. Make sure nobody hears you at all okay?”

He nodded, form trembling in excitement that he seemed so desperately trying to contain.

“Yes Ma’am! I’ll be a real good spy just you watch!”

I grinned, winking at him as he dashed off to his corner of the kitchen to wait for his dad’s return.

“I really don’t like this…” Namjoon grumbled, hands shoved deep in his pockets as he eyed the door before turning to glare at the phone on the table.

“What choice do we have Joonie? These people aren’t gonna get behind our plan unless they have proof the military isn’t here to help us. We have to do this.”

“Yeah, but we’re putting our lives in the hands of a little kid barely old enough to know to wipe his own ass. I mean look at him. He’s already told the little girl what’s going on, who’s to say the others won’t know what’s going on by the time the troops come back in here?” Tae shuffled in his spot, eyes down cast as he made his opinion known.

“It’ll be fine Tae. I’m sure this will work, we just have to be patient.” I made my way over to Kook, curling up in the safety of his arms as I turned to watch the little kids play.

“This just has to work…”

***

“The fuck is this?”

My eyes widened in pain and panic as the bluetooth was ripped from my ear. Sure enough as soon as the men in uniform had come back the marine was at my side, eyes glaring harshly at me as he held up the small ear piece.

“It’s just a blue tooth. What, you never seen one?” I glared, snatching the item back and squinting my distaste in his direction.

“Hand it over.” The man growled, eyes narrowed as he held out his hand.

Namjoon stepped forward, hands in the air to show he wasn’t a threat. “Please sir, you can’t take it. She’s partially deaf.”

“The fuck’s that got to do with anything?”

“My buddy had it specially set up so she could hear what’s going on around her. Without the bluetooth she wouldn’t be able to head if those things came after her.” Namjoon took a step back, eyes wide and pleading. “Please don’t take it…sir?”

The soldier scoffed, shoving the device in his breast pocket. “You ask me she’s better off without it. One less mouth to feed if those things do get her.”

The other soldiers with him laughed, each finding joy in the idea of a deaf girl getting eaten. I could feel Kookie bristle beside me, but I reached out for him in reassurance and he immediately calmed down.

The soldiers filed out of the room, having had their fill of antagonizing and intimidating the group and slammed the kitchen door shut behind him.

“Now what?” The old man demanded, shuffling over to our group and making his previous demands known once again.

“Just a sec.” Tae muttered, tapping on the phone’s screen and turning the volume up for everyone to hear.

Voices came through the small phone speaker, hushed at first but increasing as the volume was adjusted properly.

"We've been using the choppers to lure the monsters into a funnel. But they're starting to get desensitized to the noise, only half the time will we get a full horde going that we can mow down. Eventually, we'll run out of fuel and bullets though and then what?"

"Evacuate boss? I don't know…"

"Evacuate how? We have too many civilians to protect. We can't very well take them with us, and leaving them behind is just as bad."

"Fuck em tho. For real, what's the point in saving a bunch of ungrateful assholes. Not to mention the drug slingers n shit. Fuck em. Folks in HQ don't have to know. Every man for himself, but protect your battle buddy. Not a one of them has ever seen a battle. They're just dead weight and if we don't cut it out now like the cancer it is, we're all gonna end up dead, or worse undead."

There began a murmur in the listening group. It started out as hushed whispers but ever so slowly became a dull roar of protests and outrage. Everyone knew that voice, it was Jenkins.

It didn’t exactly thrill me to have heard the words, even if I’d fully expected them. Honestly, there was a huge part of me that had fully hoped it wasn’t the case. That we wouldn’t have to rely on the faint hope that Eun Kwang and the others would pull through and save us.

But the looks on the people’s faces, young and old. The betrayal? That I just couldn’t stand by. It filled me with rage pure and simple, something I hadn’t felt in such a very long time. That those in power could dare to push us little people down at their own expense.

No. That could not stand.

The marine returned, grim faced and frowning as the other civilians mobbed him, demanding answers, demanding they be allowed to fight against the idiots that had put themselves in charge.

Jungkook was quick though, stepping between the American and his country men and calming them quickly with a look and a cleared throat.

“We won’t sit down and die. Not like they want us to. Trust me, we have a plan. And if we all work together I can promise that as many of us as possible will come out alive on the other side of this. I just ask that you have a little patience. And when the time comes I can promise those idiots out there will get theirs.”

The crowd dispersed amidst grumbling and complaints but dispersed nonetheless.

Namjoon quickly waved the two men over, having called Eun Kwang back and holding out the phone so that the marine could be involved in the conversation.

“Tell me what you know. Everything you can see from the outside and what you’ll have access to once it gets dark.” Namjoon spoke quickly, eyes sparkling with determination in the low light as he and the marine spoke to Eun Kwang and his men.

The strategy they came up with felt simple enough. Destroy what vehicles they could get to, sabotage the front door during the marine’s look out shift, cause an explosion or two to distract the other military men and women and make our escape.

Well...okay, so it really wasn’t all that simple…

“We’re relying an awful lot on Eun Kwang for this to actually work.” Yoongi muttered, fiddling with the lighter he always kept on him as he watched Namjoon work.

“Just a few minutes ago, I heard the shower running so I figured you were here,” Jimin answers as he eyes you up and down, smirking before his tongue sweeps across his bottom lip before he sinks his teeth into it. The look he gives you has arousal forming deep in your belly and you rub your thighs together as you force yourself to break eye contact, your cheeks flushing with heat.

Jimin notices your actions, however, a smirk appearing on his lips as he takes a step closer to you. His hand caresses your cheek, making you look up at him.

“There’s no need to be shy with me, Y/n.”

“I just-“

“Yes?” His eyes twinkle with a mischievous look, his soft touch making you melt. No matter how hard you tried, you could never resist Jimin or his touch. He makes your heart race in your chest as he closed the distance between you, his eyes landing on your lips before meeting your gaze. A teasing smile pulls at his lips before he closes his eyes and you feel his lips on yours.

You kiss him back, your hands wrapping around his neck as his move to your hips before roaming down your backside to slide underneath your shirt to cup your ass. He squeezes it, making you part your lips as you moan, his tongue slipping between your lips to mold with yours. You feel your arousal dampening your panties, your nipples hardening as you get pressed against him. His lips move down to your neck, licking and nipping the column of your throat, resisting the urge to mark you. You sigh airily, feeling him slide his hands into your panties to knead your ass before he starts pulling them down your thighs until you finally take them off.

Jimin smirks, bending to pick your panties off the floor and tucking them into his pants pocket.

“You know, I’m gonna have you buy me new panties if you’re gonna keep taking them to cum in,” you tease but Jimin just smiles, his hands rubbing your thighs.

“Maybe I’ll take you shopping so we can get you panties to model for me,” You bite back a moan, nodding eagerly before Jimin kisses you once again as he places you on the kitchen counter. You squeal, spreading your thighs to allow Jimin to stand between them as he kisses you. His hands gripping your thighs, his thumbs rubbing circles into your flesh as his lips move to your neck.

“Jimin,” you sigh, rolling your hips as he runs a finger over your slit, grunting when he feels how wet he’s made you.

“Let me eat you out,” he murmurs against your neck, your body reacting to his voice by arching into him. Jimin moves back, gripping the hem of your shirt to bunch at your waist before he has you lay back on the counter, your hands gripping the edge.

He chuckles, his lips planting kisses on your thighs before he looks up at you, “you’re always so eager to spread your legs for me.”

“Jimin!” you huff, leaning on your elbows, attempting to shut your legs but Jimin holds you in place, a smirk on his face as he slowly licks your slit. You bite back a moan, refusing to crumble under his gaze, but he knows how easy it is for you to give in to him; he’s not oblivious to the looks you give him almost as if you want to eat him up.

Jimin doesn’t let your tone bring the mood down as his lips wrap around your clit, your dulcet moans making him want to smile smugly knowing you were more than glad he had continued. His tongue circles your clit teasingly, his fingers slowly spreading your lips, becoming coated in your arousal before you feel one of them slide in. You gasp before moaning his name, feeling a second finger join the first as his tongue continues to taste you. Your fingers become laced in his hair, tugging at it when he hits the right spot, your body thrumming with excitement and lust as you allow yourself to relax into his touch.

Jimin drinks in every moan and whimper that escapes your lips, his erection straining against his pants, his hand leaving your thighs to rub himself over his pants in search of some relief. Jimin then draws his attention back to you, his fingers sliding out of you to spread your lips, his tongue tasting your arousal.

“Jimin,” his name rolls off your tongue in a breathy moan as you feel him drinking you in, his moans making you turn into putty as you feel heat pool in your stomach. You pull his hair harshly, his grunt letting you know he’s felt it and quite enjoyed it as your moans grow louder, your thighs squeezing his head between them as you feel your orgasm wash over you, your body stiffening for a moment as his name is the only thing you’re able to say. Jimin is smug as he continues to eat you out, the sounds that fill the kitchen are obscene and if anyone were around, you’d probably be embarrassed. Jimin won’t allow you to stay fixated on it though, his lips giving your clit one last kiss as your hand weakly tries to push him away as you come down from your high.

“Are you okay, baby?” Jimin asks, concern clear in his tone as he strokes your thighs softly.

“‘M fine, Minnie.” Jimin smiles at you warmly, helping you sit up, his hands on your thighs as his lips meet yours. You can taste yourself on his tongue, your hands embedded in his thick locks as you pull him closer by wrapping your legs around his waist. Jimin bites your bottom lip, tugging on it slightly before releasing it. His hands then slide under your shirt, cupping your breasts and rolling your nipples with his thumbs as his beautiful lips plant kisses on your neck. He can’t resist himself, he leaves a small mark on your skin to show he was there.

“Want you,” you mumble as you feel him nip your flesh, your body responding eagerly to his as you roll your hips, wanting nothing more than to feel his thick cock inside you. Jimin chuckles, his eyes meet yours as he sinks his teeth into his plump bottom lip, the look he gives you has wetness pooling between your thighs and you’re aching with need for him.

“You want me, baby?” Jimin teases as he lifts his shirt to show his abs, his hand running over them, you bite your lip as you nod before you meet his gaze as he takes his shirt off. Your eyes then land on his crotch, your hands reaching out to undo the button of his pants but he takes a step back, your legs releasing him as you tilt your head to the side in confusion. Instead, Jimin helps you off the counter, steadying you when your knees buckle as he instructs you to grip the counter. You rest your weight on your elbows, your legs spread as you look over your shoulder to see Jimin pushing his pants and boxers down his thighs instead of removing them completely.

Although you’d had your turn with all of them, fucking in common spaces was frowned upon by the members you weren’t dating, so if anyone walked in on you and Jimin with your pants down, there would be consequences for the two of you.

“I want you so bad, Jimin. Please, it’s been too long,” you grit as you feel his hand come down on your ass. You can feel heat pool where he struck you, the stinging making you clench around nothing as his palm comes down on your ass again. Your head falls forward, your forehead resting on the counter as you moan lewdly, feeling the head of his cock rub against your wet folds.

“It’s been too long, huh? And who’s fault is that, baby? It sure as hell isn’t mine,” Jimin sneers as he watches you try to back up so his cock will slip in but by now Jimin knows all your tricks and he stops you with another slap on your ass, this one leaves his palm stinging.

“Fuck, Jimin.”

“Be good, Y/n.”

“Want your cock, Jimin. Please,” Jimin curses at your needy tone, his cock throbbing in his palm as he runs it along your folds to coat in your arousal. You curse, feeling the head slowly push in, Jimin was no longer interested in prolonging your pleasure and knowing the rest of the guys would be home soon.

You both moan as he fills you fully, the stretch is welcoming and you beg him to move. Jimin smiles, his hand on your back as he slowly pulls out, letting his cock drag heavily on your walls until only the head remains inside you. You moan, tightening around him until he slams back in making you slide forward on the counter.

“Brace yourself, baby,” Jimin chuckles as he continues to slam into you, his moans mixing with yours as you feel him hit that one spot that has you seeing stars. You take his cock well, moaning and meeting his thrusts as you feel him push in deeper. His hand takes a hold of your hair, turning you to kiss you sloppily before he makes you look forward as he fucks you.

“Fuck, baby. I’ve missed this cunt. I’ve missed you so much.” You keen at his words, moaning his name as the obscene squelch of your fucking fills the apartment. You’re beginning to sweat, Jimin holding you tightly as he fucks his cock into you, his chest pressed against your back as he holds your hips.

“Ji-Jimin,” you stutter as you feel yourself getting close, Jimin moves his hand to rub at your clit, your body feeling overwhelmed with pleasure as you meet his thrusts.

“I’m close, Minnie!”

Jimin presses several kisses on your neck, his cock continuing its merciless pace as you grip the counter, your head falling back on his shoulder as you moan for him. Jimin kisses your cheek, his fingers still rubbing at your clit until you close your eyes and he feels you tighten around him as you orgasm. He watches the blissful look on your face as he helps you ride it out, smirking as he sees you fall back onto the counter as you shiver afterward.

“How’d that feel, baby?” Jimin asks, his hand on your back as he slowly thrusts into you.

“So, so good, Minnie.” You answer breathily, still feeling high from the pleasure that’s overcome you. Jimin can feel you still clenching around him sporadically, your soft moans escaping your lips as he feels himself about to cum.

“Are you going to be good for me, baby?”

“Yes, yes,” you sound almost intoxicated, your body rocking against Jimin’s as he fucks you, his warm hands heating your flesh further.

“I need you to be good tonight and keep all my cum inside you, baby. I’m gonna check after movie night ends and it better be there, Y/n.” You nod your head in understanding as Jimin gives you a few more thrusts before he’s moaning your name and filling you with his hot seed. He pants when he’s done, pulling his softening cock out of you before putting his pants and boxers on.

Jimin then turns you around, his hands on your hips as he kisses your lips. You smile at him, kissing his nose before he tells you to go lay down on the couch to try to keep his cum inside you as long as possible.

“Can’t I keep my panties?” You ask as you settle into the couch while Jimin puts his shirt on.

“No, I’m keeping those. Just use the blanket to cover yourself up and keep my cum inside you, baby.” You nod, kissing him again as you settle into the couch. Jimin leaves you for a few minutes to go and clean the kitchen counter, wanting any evidence of your quick fuck to be removed. He finishes just as the door is thrown open and the rest of his band members trickle in, each of them greeting you.

It takes a while for all of them to shower and change into comfortable clothes before joining you and Jimin in the living room for a movie night. They had all ordered food on their way home and it had arrived just in time. You managed to keep your thighs clenched, Jimin being nice enough to bring your food to you with a wink and a knowing smile. If anyone noticed, they didn’t speak on it as you ate.

Once dinner was over, Jungkook picked a movie and curled up on the couch behind you. You had taken the longest section of the L-couch and Jungkook had wanted to lay with you after missing you all day. Namjoon sat on the floor in front of you, wanting to be near the two of you after such a long day working. Beside you, Yoongi and Hoseok sat beside each other, while Jimin got the other end of the couch with Taehyung sitting in front of him so Jimin could stroke his hair. In the lone recliner in the living room, Jin curled up with a blanket and his phone as he watched the movie.

Jungkook was glad to be able to hold you in his arms, his focus on you more than the movie he has chosen. His right arm is draped over your waist, while his left lays under his head. His touch is soft, warm, but it doesn’t take long until his hand is sliding under your shirt.

“Jungkook,” you hiss in warning, but he chuckles and kisses the top of your head. His hand caresses your hip, tracing circles on your flesh as he does his best to pay attention to the movie. You’re thankful the room is dark, and the only light is from the TV and it’s only enough to see a few feet in front of you.

“I just want to feel you, baby. I’ve missed you so much,” Jungkook whispers as he presses his hips against your ass, causing you to gasp when you feel his hard cock press against you.

You resist the urge to moan or acknowledge his erection, instead; you opt to look around the room where Jimin catches your gaze and sends you a wink that has you squirming under Jungkook.

Jungkook kisses your shoulder, his hand moving down to your thigh to caress it before he moves it to your ass. “I love you so much, Noona.”

“I love you too, Kookie.” You reply as you place your hand over his as he holds you tighter. He loves the way you feel pressed against him, your ass rubbing against him in just the right way that has him biting back moans.

“Fuck, you smell so good, baby. Let me feel you, please,” he whines, making you spread your thighs before snapping them shut when his hand gets between them. Jungkook manages to wiggle two of his fingers into your entrance, biting back a moan as he feels you coat his fingers. Jungkook doesn’t waste time as he brings his fingers to his lips coyly, licking them clean before he moves your hair out of the way, his lips planting kisses on it before he gets to your ear, his hot breath ghosting it as he asks, “do you want my cock, noona? Right here in front of everyone?”

You gasp, nodding as inconspicuous as possible as Jungkook slides his sweatpants down his thighs enough to release his cock. It feels heavy in his hand, hard and dribbling pre-cum as you feel it against your ass. Jungkook spreads your legs a little, smirking as he looks over your body to see the boys oblivious to your actions. He then turns his attention back to you, his cock in his hand as he presses it against you.

“Why are you so wet, noona? Are you wet or did someone get to you first, huh?” Jungkook rubs the head of his cock against your folds, coating himself with your essence, groaning as you push back against him.

“Jung-Jungkook,” you stutter, aching for him to fill you with his cock, stretch your walls and fill you with his cum. Jungkook grunts, his hand splaying on your stomach before moving down to your thigh to lift it over his before he pushes into you completely. You whimper, feeling him bite down on your shoulder to muffle himself as he fills you, not stopping until he bottoms out.

“How are you still tight, noona? Who’s cum am I fucking back into you, baby? Fuck,” Jungkook buries his head in your back, your hand gripping his as you whimper when he grinds his hips into you. You’re desperately trying to keep quiet but Namjoon knows better, recognizing the noises you’re making, so he turns to look at you over his shoulder, his brows knitted together as he sees you and Jungkook cuddled together.

A look of realization crosses his face, his eyes wide as he clears his throat and turns back to the movie, ignoring the soft grunts Jungkook is making.

You shut your eyes for a moment, reveling in the pleasure of being filled by your boyfriend, feeling every delicious inch inside you, gripping him tightly as he holds you tight in his embrace.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good. So wet and creamy for me. Tell me, noona, who’s cum is soaking my cock, huh? Is it Namjoon hyung?” Jungkook thrusts hard into you, making you grip the couch cushion tightly. “Or Yoongi hyung’s? Hmm?”

You bite your lip to keep from moaning, your body getting fucked thoroughly as he continues to guess; your cunt clenching around his throbbing cock.

“Answer me, noona,” Jungkook hisses, his tone displaying his growing annoyance at your silence. “Is it Hoseok hyung? Or is it sweet Jimin-ssi? Huh? I bet it’s him, noona. He’s always telling me about how he loves filling you with his cum, stealing your panties to cover them in cum before returning them. Fuck, it is him, isn’t it baby?”

“Jungkook, please,” you plead quietly, loving the way he’s slowly fucking Jimin’s cum back into you, pushing it further and further with each thrust. Jungkook holds you tight, looking over your shoulder to see Jimin smirking at the two of you. Jungkook chuckles, winking at Jimin before two of his fingers are pushed into your mouth to keep you quiet.

Yoongi turns his head at the action, his eyes widening as he sees Jungkook thrust his fingers in and out of your mouth in tandem with his cock pushing into you.

“Noona,” Jungkook is back to his whiny self, making sinful noises as you clench around him. You feel his hand rub your clit and your leg jerks at the touch, feeling sensitive. Namjoon chuckles, looking over his shoulder to send you a wink before he sits up to make sure he’s blocking you and Jungkook.

“Cum for me, Kookie.” You whisper as you grind up against him. Jungkook knows he’s close, feeling you tighten around him as he thinks about Jimin fucking you and leaving you stuffed with his cum for him to find.

“Fuck! You let Jiminie fuck you before I got here, didn’t you? I bet he’s loving this,” Jungkook grunts, his balls aching to fill you with cum as he slows his thrusts, aiming for deeper, longer thrusts instead.

You look to the side, Yoongi’s dark gaze on you as he sees you looking fucked out of this world. Your teeth sinking into your bottom lip as Jungkook gives you a particularly hard thrust that has your body jolting forward, his thumb still rubbing rigid circles on your clit to trigger your orgasm. Your lips open in a silent scream that has Yoongi cursing under his breath, his hand moving down to his crotch to adjust himself before continuing to watch.

By now, you’ve attracted the attention of Namjoon, Yoongi, Jimin, and a very flustered, gaping Taehyung.

Jungkook smirks, feeling you come undone, his eyes meeting Jimin’s as he whispers, “take my cock, Noona. Take it and show hyung how good I make you feel.”

You throw your head back on his shoulder, Jungkook fucking you through your orgasm before he curses, his cum spurting into you in thick ropes that have you feeling full. Jungkook makes sure you’ve milked him dry before he pulls out of you, hissing when he pulls his sweatpants back on.

You slump against Jungkook’s chest, allowing him to place kisses all over your face and neck as you settle into the couch, your cheeks flushed with heat as the boys turn their attention back to the movie, all except Jimin. Jimin licks his lips, taking his phone out to send a text before turning his attention back to the TV, although you can see him adjust himself shortly after.

“Are you okay, noona?” Jungkook asks meekly, his soft touch making you want to fall asleep in his arms while you’re stuffed full of his cum and Jimin’s. You can feel it coating your thighs and you know the moment you stand up, it’ll run down your legs and dribble onto the floor.

“I’m okay, Kookie. I’m just tired,” you mumble as you feel him rub your side.

“Do you want me to take you to bed, baby?”

“I can’t. Your cum and Jimin’s will run down my legs if I stand up.” You admit with a whisper as you wonder what you’re going to do once the movie ends.

“I’m sure Namjoon hyung wouldn’t mind cleaning you up,” Jungkook murmurs making you choke on your spit, eyes wide as you look at him smiling cockily over your shoulder.

Jungkook doesn’t say anything else as he settles into the couch to watch the rest of the movie. You manage to fish your phone off the floor, seeing a message from Jimin asking if you were okay. You reply quickly before setting your phone on your stomach, only for it to vibrate moments later.

Your eyes widen as you read his text, let me lick you clean, baby.

You look up at Jimin, smiling like the cat that ate the canary. You roll your eyes at him, causing him to chuckle before your phone vibrates again.

Or maybe Taehyungie can have a go?

Your jaw drops, your head whipping to look at Jimin only to see Taehyung smirking at you while Jimin strokes his hair. You shake your head, not believing the two of them as you try your best to focus on the movie and ignore the heat of their stares.

Once the movie ends, you’re grateful Jungkook has behaved himself as Jin and Hoseok go to bed, followed by Jimin and Taehyung. Namjoon rises from his seat, glaring at Jungkook for a moment before sighing and running his fingers through his hair, “what did we say about common areas?”

“Not to have sex in common areas,” you and Jungkook mumble apologetically and Namjoon sighs before he takes Yoongi’s hand in his. Yoongi rests his head on Namjoon’s shoulder as he watches the two of you squirm under your boyfriend’s gaze.

“Hyung and I are tired, so I’ll deal with the two of you tomorrow. Jungkook, clean her up and get her to bed. You better hope your cum doesn’t stain the couch,” Namjoon shakes his head before following Yoongi to his bedroom.

Jungkook climbs over you carefully, scooping you up with your blanket. You wrap your arms around his neck as he turns, a sigh of relief escaped his lips when he sees you’ve managed to leave the couch unscathed.

“We got lucky,” he chuckles as he carries you to his bedroom.

“You got lucky, you were the one who started it,” you retort, making Jungkook roll his eyes.

“Please, you enjoyed it just as much as I did. You missed my cock as much as I missed fucking your cunt.”

You remain quiet, knowing he’s right as he lays you on his bed, cautiously removing the blanket and smirking when he sees you covered in cum. You clamp your thighs shut, but it’s useless.

A soft knock on the door gains both of your attention, surprised to see Jimin and Taehyung at the door. Jimin is bashful, his coy smile making you spread your legs for him. He gulps, looking at Jungkook before he walks into the room, rubbing the nape of his neck, “can I clean her up?”

“Sure, you’re the one who came in her first,” Jungkook shrugs as he takes a seat on his desk chair. Jimin looks at you for consent and you nod your head, giving him the go-ahead as he kneels between your thighs, gripping them before you feel him lick your messy cunt.

Taehyung watches from the doorway, but Jungkook waves him in. He shuts the door after him, climbing on the bed beside you as he watches Jimin bury his tongue in your sensitive cunt. You turn to face Taehyung, your eyes roaming over his body before they land on his erection.

“Tae?”

“Hmm?” He responds, dazed as Jimin slurps up his cum, Jungkook’s and yours without a care in the world. Taehyung has been aroused since he had watched you get fucked by Jungkook in the living room. He remembered how tight and warm you’d felt around him when he’d fuck you on your birthday and he was dying to have another taste. Watching Jimin eat you out with a restless abandon had his cock throbbing in his pants and aching for relief.

“Let me suck you off, please?” Taehyung’s eyes widen, but he’s quick to pull his pants and boxers down his thighs. You wrap your hand around his cock, collecting his pre-cum with your thumb to rub on his head. He groans, feeling your tongue lick his slit as tingles run down his spine. His fingers grip your hair, allowing you to set your own pace as Jimin continues to lick and slurp up every drop of cum.

You moan around Taehyung, causing him to buck his hips and make you gag as you try to suck him off as best as possible. Taehyung curses, pushing your head further onto his cock as your hand jerks him off simultaneously. Jungkook sits back and watches you, loving the moans that tumble from your lips, your voice growing hoarse.

Jimin slides his fingers into you with ease, scooping the mix of your cum out onto his fingers to suck them clean. He moans at the taste, making you clench around his fingers as your cum coats them. Taehyung begins fucking your face and you let him, loving the obscene sounds he’s causing you to make. Jungkook groans at the sound, wishing it was his cock down your throat but he knows they’ll be plenty of time for that another time. For now, he enjoys seeing his two friends enjoying your body.

Jimin pouts when he’s cleaned you up, sitting back as he watches you suck off Taehyung. You drool all over yourself and his cock, trying your best to breathe through your nose before it’s meeting his pelvis as he fucks your face. Taehyung is groaning and cursing, gripping your hair tightly every time you swallow around him, his balls heavy with cum, eager to coat your throat. You gasp when he pulls his cock out of your mouth, allowing you a moment to catch your breath before he’s pulling you by the hair to fuck your throat, thrusting into it over and over again as you slobber all over yourself and his cock.

“Take my cock, Y/n. You look so good sucking me off, baby.” Taehyung grunts, your watery eyes meeting his as you gag once again but allow him to continue. “That’s it, Y/n. Take my cock?” Fuck, I’m gonna cum down your throat and I’m gonna need you to swallow it all, okay?”

You give a thumbs up, allowing him to continue as he groans, his head falling back as his eyes closed and his abs clench. You feel the first rope of cum hit the back of your throat, swallowing as the rest coats your tongue. You try to breathe through your nose as Taehyung pulls his cock out of your mouth, but a bridge of saliva and cum connects you both.

You look a mess and Jimin can’t take his eyes off of you as he leans forward to kiss you, saliva and all. His tongue slips into your mouth, tasting Tae’s cum on your tongue as he kisses you. Jungkook curses as he watches from the sidelines before Jimin breaks the kiss, looking smug as he sticks his tongue out for all to see it covered in cum. He closes his mouth, swallowing before sticking his tongue out to show it’s all gone. With a shy smile, he pecks your lips, wishing you all a good night before he leaves the room as though nothing happened.

Taehyung is flabbergasted, brows raised as he watches the door shut after Jimin. He pulls his pants up, thanking you for the blowjob before waving at Jungkook and leaving the two of you on your own.

“Well, that was something,” Jungkook breaks the silence, his hand rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. You shake your head, stifling a laugh as you pat the bed beside you, calling for your boyfriend to join you. He hesitates, making you wait a moment as he grabs a damp towel from his bathroom to clean you up with. You cry out at the touch and he apologizes profusely before he pulls you into his arms.

“Shit, noona. I’m sorry we got carried away,” Jungkook apologizes as you nuzzle your head onto his chest. Jungkook holds you close, kissing your temple repeatedly until he’s sure you’ve fallen asleep.

The next morning, you wake up feeling sore as you rub your eyes, feeling Jungkook wrapped around you as you try to sit up, only for him to hold you tighter and mumble out his protest.

“I need to get up,” you mumble back, trying to unwind his arms from your body and he finally relents, his eyes opening slowly before he pouts.

“Stay with me,” he murmurs, his hands rubbing at his sleepy eyes as you give him an apologetic look.

“I need to take a shower, Kook. I’ll come back to bed right after.”

“Promise?”

“I promise, Kook.” With that, he allows you to leave as you climb out of bed to walk to the door. You look back to see him already asleep. You smile, loving the way his hair falls over his eyes as he sleeps, looking peaceful.

After your shower, you fulfill your promise by crawling back into bed with Jungkook, his arms wrapped around you in an instant, his head on your chest as he holds you. You know you can only sleep for a few more hours before the apartment becomes filled with the noise of the boys rousing to make food and get ready to enjoy their days off.

You snuggle Jungkook, enjoying the quietness that fills the bedroom and you’re looking forward to spending time with your boyfriends. You’re not sure what the four of you will be doing but it doesn’t matter as long as you’re all together.

“Good morning,” Jungkook says as he wakes up an hour later seeing you waking up as well, both of you rubbing your eyes lazily before sitting up.

“Morning, Kookie,” you say before yawning and getting out of bed, making him pout. You pull down the shirt that you’ve taken from his closet, making sure it’s covering what it needs to before you step out of his bedroom. You head to the kitchen, starting the coffee machine before hopping on the counter as you wait for it to go off, the aroma filling the kitchen as you grip the counter and swing your legs back and forth, being mindful not to smack your legs on the cabinet. The shirt you’re wearing has risen on your thighs but with no one around you’re not too concerned about being modest, plus, everyone in the apartment had already seen you naked and been inside you anyway, so there was no real point in covering up much.

“Good morning!” Jimin comes in smiling and you smile, returning his greeting as he walks over to you to stand between your thighs.

“How is it that you two always end up in that position?” Yoongi asks as he sleepily walks in the kitchen to take a seat at the barstool, his chin resting in the palm of his hand as he watches the two of you.

“It’s not like I planned it, hyung. I didn’t know who was in the kitchen,” Jimin replies, looking over his shoulder at Yoongi, his hands on your thighs as he rests his forehead on yours. You smile, kissing him quickly before he steps away to join Yoongi.

“What are your plans for today?” Jimin asks as he takes his phone out to check his messages. You notice he’s already showered and dressed for the day, his hair perfectly styled.

“Namjoon’s gonna talk with them,” Yoongi shrugs, looking in your direction. You roll your eyes but know it’s very well deserved.

“And on that note, I’m out of here!” Jimin exclaims hopping off the barstool before sending the two of you a wave over his shoulder as he heads for the door. You watch him go. A second later, Taehyung is running past the two of you, waving as he follows Jimin out the door without so much as a word as to where they’re going.

“Smart move,” Yoongi chuckles as he gets up from his seat, taking Jimin’s previous spot between your legs, his hands on your thighs.

“For him, I’m still getting another lecture,” you sigh as you wrap your arms around Yoongi’s neck, pulling him closer before your legs wrapped around him.

“You fucked on the couch with everyone in the room, babe.”

“It’s not like anyone saw,” you defend weakly, but Yoongi just smiles.

“I noticed, Namjoon noticed, Jimin, Tae, plus I’m sure Hoseok knew. His ears were red.”

“In my defense, I was minding my business before Jungkook joined me,” You say but Yoongi shakes his head, his lips brushing against your neck before trailing kisses down to your collarbone, leaving his mark on your skin.

“Don’t worry, I may have talked to Joonie in your favor,” Yoongi murmurs as his hands slide beneath your shirt to grab your waist.

“Did you now?” You moan as his teeth nip at your collarbone, making you arch into his touch.

“I did,” Yoongi replies as his hands move higher until they’re cupping your breasts, his thumbs caressing your hardening buds as you begin to moan softly.

“Don’t make me add you to the list, hyung.” Namjoon states as he walks into the kitchen with a smirk on his face, Yoongi rolls his eyes and takes a step back, releasing your breasts.

“We weren’t fucking,” Yoongi smirks, but Namjoon shakes his head at the two of you, walking over to peck you both on the lips before taking a seat on a stool.

“I’m going to save you the lecture, seeing as Yoongi and I came to an understanding last night.”

“I sucked his dick.” Yoongi shrugs, loving the way Joon’s face turns red before looking away.

“I could have done that,” you mumble.

“That’s not what Jimin said,” Hoseok says as he walks into the kitchen to sit beside Namjoon.

“Oh?” Namjoon raises a brow, looking over at you as you feign interest in your nails.

“Oh, indeed.” Hoseok chuckles before he continues, “he ate her out after Jungkook fucked her on the couch. Apparently, Jiminie filled her with his cum then sent her off to play. Jungkook just happened to be the lucky winner last night.”

“And I’ll take that as my cue to leave,” you hop off the counter, ready to make a run for it, only for Yoongi to grab your waist and pull you with him to his barstool, where you sit in his lap.

“Nobody’s mad, baby,” Namjoon assures you as you get moved over to his lap. You snuggle into his neck, kissing it as he wraps his arms securely around you.

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

“Good, ‘cause I almost didn’t come out here,” Jungkook smirks as he joins you, taking a seat on Yoongi’s lap, who wraps his arms around the younger’s slim waist.

“You need to learn to control yourself, Jungkook-ah,” Namjoon states seriously as Jungkook lays his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder, stifling a yawn.

“Minnie had already filled her though,” he pouted, Namjoon couldn’t help but smile.

“It’s fine, Kook. Nobody’s mad,” Namjoon assures him, his hand reaching out to stroke the younger’s hair.

“I’m heading to the studio, so you all have fun,” Hoseok says as he stands, waving at them before he leaves the apartment. You climb out of Namjoon’s lap, grabbing a few mugs to pour coffee in as Jin walks in, greeting you all before he makes breakfast for you. As soon as breakfast is over, he leaves the apartment to go do errands and some shopping.

You grab Yoongi’s hand, leading him to the couch for cuddles, aware of the look Namjoon is sending you. He joins you soon after, resting his head on your shoulder as he takes your hand in his, lacing your fingers together before squeezing it.

“Let me take you out tonight, just the two of us,” Namjoon murmurs against your neck as his lips plant soft kisses on it.

You smile, nodding enthusiastically, “I’d love that.”

Namjoon smiles, his heart racing in his chest as he presses his lips against yours. You kiss him back eagerly, moaning into the kiss as you climb onto his lap, your hands wrapped around his strong shoulders.

Yoongi smiles warmly, quietly rising to his feet to drag Jungkook out of the room to give the two of you privacy.

Hours later, you find yourself dressed and ready for your date. Namjoon has gone out to set up a few things for the two of you, but he’s promised to be back by eight, which would be in less than five minutes. You know you should be waiting at the door but you refuse to leave the apartment without the earrings Namjoon gave you for your first anniversary. You could have sworn they were in the jewelry box you kept in his room but after pulling everything out, you had been left disappointed.

You had already asked Jimin, Jin, Tae, and Hoseok to check their beds, dressers, and closets but alas, your earrings were nowhere to be found. Your last shot was asking Yoongi and Jungkook but you knew the two of them were probably napping or working on music together. You didn’t want to bother them but you already had one earring dangling from your ear and you desperately needed the other.

“Hey, have you seen-?” You cut what you were going to say, your mouth suddenly dry as you meet Yoongi’s gaze. He smirks as he looks at you over his right shoulder, “yes?”

You gulp, biting your bottom lip as you watch Yoongi roll his hips, Jungkook’s hands gripping him hard enough to bruise the elder’s delicate skin. Yoongi moans, his hands flat on Jungkook’s chest, tracing every ridge of his abs. Jungkook tilts his head back, hair splayed on the pillow as he grunts out Yoongi’s name.

“Fuck, you feel so good baby,” Jungkook pants, his voice gravely as Yoongi moans back in return, nails dragging down his boyfriend’s torso.

“Kook,” Yoongi keens as Jungkook digs his feet into the mattress before raising his hips to thrust into Yoongi harder and faster. Yoongi cries out in pleasure, his stomach hot with lust as Jungkook hits the right spot over and over again, his cries grew louder and louder, spewing obscenities.

“I’m gonna fill you with so much cum, baby. Want you dripping with it,” Jungkook huffs, his hair clinging to his damp forehead as Yoongi whimpers his name. He feels delicious, the pleasure of each strong thrust proving to be too much for him.

Jungkook smiles evilly, wrapping his hand around Yoongi’s cock, jerking him as he thrusts into his boyfriend. Yoongi can’t hold on, he’s covered in a sheen of sweat and moaning louder than you’ve ever heard before as he warns Jungkook of his orgasm. Jungkook grins, pleased as Yoongi loses himself to his touch, melting underneath him as his cock covers his hand with viscous white strands of his seed coating his hand.

“So good for me, hyung,” Jungkook praises softly as he licks the cum off his hand, finishing before turning his attention to you. Noona, what can I help you with? I’m a little busy at the moment but you can be next.”

“Or would you prefer to join us?” Yoongi asks with a salacious smirk as he looks at you over his shoulder.

You blink owlishly, watching Jungkook slowly thrust into Yoongi as Yoongi hugs Jungkook. You watch as Jungkook’s cock slides in and out of Yoongi, his hands rubbing his back as he kisses his shoulders, soft words of praise leaving his lips before he fills Yoongi with his seed. You can’t help but get turned on, wanting nothing more than to join them on their next round but you’re on a mission for a lost earring so you can go on your date.

“I-I was just looking for my earring,” you stutter, your eyes roving to the floor, cheeks tinted pink. Jungkook chuckles, causing you to look up at him only to see him and Yoongi kissing once again. You feel like you’re interrupting, taking a step back you try to leave but Jungkook stops you.

“Is this the earring you’re looking for?” He holds up your earring, holding it out to you as Yoongi nuzzles his face into Jungkook’s neck, wanting nothing more than for Jungkook to cuddle him. You take the earring from Jungkook, thanking him as you put it on with a smile. You lean forward, brushing your lips against Jungkook's as a thank you before turning to Yoongi and doing the same. Both men want you to stay but you turn them down, reminding them of your date with Namjoon.

“Come cuddle with us when you both get back,” Jungkook pouts while Yoongi nods sleepily.

“We might not be back tonight,” you admit, Yoongi pouts along with Jungkook this time making you giggle.

“Jungkook, clean him up and put him to bed. You wore him out,” You look from your youngest boyfriend to your eldest with a delicate smile. Jungkook turns to look down at Yoongi, who is still nestled on his shoulder, his sleepy eyes fluttering as he fights off sleep as best he can. Jungkook’s brows furrowed, one of his hands rubbing his elder’s lower back and the other caressing his cheek.

“I’ve got this, noona,” Jungkook assures you just as you all heard the front door open, followed by your name called out into the apartment by Namjoon.

You look toward the door then back at your boyfriends. You give them each a kiss on the lips, making both of them smile sheepishly, your hand on top of their joined ones. You wonder if they can hear how fast your heart is beating as you bite your bottom lip in hesitation before finally saying, “I love you both.”

Jungkook and Yoongi are shocked into silence as they watch you go, cheeks flushed with heat as they look at each other once you have left and shut the bedroom door.

It’s a minute before Yoongi finally managed to form a complete sentence, “she loves us.”

Jungkook looks up at Yoongi with shimmering eyes and a coy smile, his cheeks dusted pink, “we love her too.”

Namjoon is ecstatic to see you, his arms wrap around you as soon as you’re within reach, his lips pressing against yours.

“You look beautiful, baby,” he compliments you, his eyes sparkling with an earnest as he kisses your cheek. You thank him, smiling at him as he hands you a bouquet that you love, immediately gushing over them. You take them from him as you quickly go to the kitchen to put them in a vase before returning to his side. He takes your hand in his and leads you out of the apartment.

You arrive at a restaurant twenty minutes later, it’s extremely private, which you appreciate as you take your seat. Namjoon holds your hand on the table, you squeeze his hand in return, mirroring the adoring look in his eyes.

“What?” You ask with a laugh, wondering if you’ve got something on your face.

“I’m just glad to be here with you. Don’t get me wrong, I love being with the boys but it’s nice to get you all alone now and again.”

“I get it, baby. It’s hard to spend time together as a couple but also with each of you. We try our best but I don’t want anyone feeling left out,” you state, Namjoon agrees.

“Jungkook and Yoongi are together right now, last night I was with Jungkook and you with Yoongi. We can spend all night together,” you assure him as he lifts your hand to place a kiss on it.

“Nothing would make me happier.”

After dinner, Namjoon takes you on a night stroll by the Han river, holding your hand tightly in his as the two of you walk. You’re glad not a lot of people are around, and Namjoon has done his best to hide his beautiful face as to not get recognized in your private time.

You can feel the nervous energy radiating from him and you wonder what could make him so nervous. You don’t want to pry but as you continue to walk, you can’t help but notice that he grows even more nervous.

“Baby, are you okay?” You finally ask, coming to a halt. Namjoon looks at you, pulling down his face mask so his face isn’t obscured from you as he nods, turning to look to his left before looking back at you. You’re confused but you give him a moment to gather his thoughts.

“Let’s go sit over there and I’ll fill you in,” Namjoon says softly as he takes your hand and leads you to a bench nearby that overlooks the river.

You take a seat, expecting Namjoon to sit beside you but instead, he kneels in front of you, which you consider as odd as your brows knit together. Namjoon chuckles, shaking his head, “I’m not proposing, not yet anyway.”

Your heart races in your chest as your eyes widen, “you want to propose someday?”

“Of course,” Namjoon rubs the back of his neck, his cheeks flushed crimson as he maintains eye contact with you. “I love you, so much. I love the boys as well and I hope we can all be happy for a long, long time but I want to give you this promise ring because no matter what happens, you’ll still be my everything.”

You feel your eyes begin to water as you try to contain your tears as you look at the beautiful ring he’s holding.

“I love you, Namjoon,” your voice cracks as the tears finally roll down your cheeks. Namjoon chuckles lowly, slipping the ring on your finger as he carefully wipes your tears away.

“Don’t cry, baby,” Namjoon whispers, his voice sounding at the edge of tears as well, which makes you giggle before you wipe the last of your tears away before standing up and holding out your hand for Namjoon to take.

He takes your hand, rubbing his thumb over yours as the two of you begin walking the way you had come from, only to get into the car that had dropped you off at the restaurant. Namjoon tells the driver to take you home but you intercept and tell him to take you to your apartment instead. Namjoon raises a brow in question but nods as the driver sets the GPS to your address.

When you pull up outside your building, the driver opens your door before Namjoon gets out to help you. You take his hand and thank the driver as you walk to the door of your building, inputting the code to allow you both in. You walk to the elevator, selecting the third floor after you step inside.

Namjoon wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you to his side, his lips brushing your temple, “why are we here, baby?”

“I just thought we could spend some time alone together. We haven’t in a few months,” you respond as you unlock your front door, leading your boyfriend inside.

You would be home a few days out of the week or when the boys would go overseas, but while they were home, you hardly ever saw your apartment.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here,” Namjoon murmurs as he takes off his jacket to hang on the coat rack by the door.

You walk over to him, your hand on his chest as you kiss him, his hands going to your hips to pull you closer. You walk backward toward your bedroom, bumping into the walls on the way, giggling as Namjoon finally carries you and lays you on your bed.

“I love you,” he whispers, his hand caressing your cheek before his beautiful lips are on yours once again. You moan into the kiss, his hand gripping your thigh to wrap around his hip as you feel his erection press into you. You want him, you need him to fill you and make you call out his name over and over again.

“Namjoon,” his name leaves your lips in a breathy sigh, your hands gripping his hair as his lips trail kisses to your neck, marking it deeply. You arch into him, his hands moving to remove your dress to discard it on your bedroom floor. His hands then move over to roam your body, the feeling of lace beneath his fingertips has him sitting up to look at you.

“Wow,” Namjoon is breathless, his eyes on the lace lingerie that covers your body, hugging your frame nicely. His fingers run over your nipples, smirking when they harden under his touch.

His name escapes your lips, his hands moving beneath you to unclasp the thin bra to take it off you. His lips kissing your exposed skin, his tongue swirling around your nipple teasingly. You grip the sheets, moaning as he moves to the other to do the same before kissing his way down your body. Your skin is heated, desire pooling deep inside you as he pulls your lace panties down your thighs and off your legs fully.

“You know, Jimin has a bunch of your panties in his room,” Namjoon chuckles as he holds yours in his hands. You fall back onto the pillows, giggling and shaking your head back and forth, “I told him to stop taking them.”

“He wants to take you shopping to buy you more,” Namjoon wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, you smile.

“As long as he replaces what he takes,” you admonish, smiling as Namjoon places several kisses on your thighs, your panties thrown on the floor.

“Fuck, Joonie,” you gasp as you feel his finger tease your entrance, your arousal coating his finger generously.

Namjoon smirks, pushing a second finger into you to hear your reaction. You feel amazing around his fingers, he can’t wait to bury his cock inside you.

“You get wet so easily, baby. You always feel so good, no wonder we all want you,” Namjoon hums as he moves down to tease your clit with his tongue. A lewd moan tumbles from our lips, not able to reply to Namjoon as he continues to finger you before his tongue replaces his fingers. He grips your thighs tightly when you try to squirm away, the sensation becoming too much for an instant, he backs off. The obscene sounds of him eating you out fill your bedroom as your legs end up over his shoulders, his tongue licking up every drop of arousal that he possibly can.

Your fingers become embedded in his thick locks, tugging them whenever he does something you love, your thighs clamping his head to keep him in place. You melt into the pillow, your hands moving to cup your breasts as you feel yourself getting close to the edge. Your moans grow louder as Namjoon teasingly licks your folds, his fingers curling inside you as he suckles your clit softly. You can’t hold on much longer, your back arching slightly as you moan Namjoon’s name as pleasure washes over you. Namjoon watches you enthralled, his actions not seizing until he’s sure you’ve ridden it out and lay on the bed boneless. He chuckles, carefully withdrawing from you.

“Feel good, babe?”

You nod, unable to speak as you reach out for him, your lips meeting his, tasting yourself on his lips and tongue. He moans when you bite his lip, tugging it for a second before releasing it. You tug on his shirt, making him take it off before you have him strip completely.

Namjoon strokes his cock, his eyes on yours as he moans softly. You bite your lip, your eyes taking in his wonderful body, lingering on his hard cock. You want him and you show him so by spreading your legs further, your hand moving down your body until your finger is rubbing your clit. Namjoon curses at the sight, licking his lips as he moves closer, his cock pushing your hand out of the way as his cock rubs your clit before sliding down along your wet folds, coating his cock in your essence.

Moans are released from both your lips, his cock throbbing as he pushes the tip in slowly, teasingly.

“Baby, please,” You whine, raising your hips to take more of him in; Namjoon hisses in response.

Your name escapes him in a breathy sigh as he pushes in fully, your moans mixing with his as he bottoms out. You grasp his back, your lips capturing his in a heated kiss, your tongues intertwined. Namjoon thrusts into you slowly, grinding his hips into yours as his lips press kisses to the column of your throat, nipping your flesh hard enough to mark you.

“You feel so fucking good, Y/n,” he grunts as he gives you a deep thrust that has your cunt clenching around his cock. He groans at the feeling, your walls holding him tightly before they release him, allowing him to continue his pace. You kiss his lips, his cheeks, any part of him that you can reach as you both moan for each other. It’s been too long since the two of you have had a moment to yourselves and you plan on enjoying every second of it.

“Joonie,” you dig your nails into his back, moaning louder as he goes harder, faster. Your legs wrap around him tighter, his hands gripping you hard enough to bruise but you love it. You love having him on top of you, buried deep inside you as he fucks you into the mattress. Sweat beads on your skin, your body heated with lust as you take his cock.

You squeal in surprise when he flips the two of you over so you’re on top, his hold on you never faltering as he sinks his heels into the mattress to thrust upwards into you. You gasp, holding onto him as best as you can as you take his cock, your eyes landing on the ring he’s given you. He catches your eye, looking at your ring as he slows his thrusts to bring your hand to his lips, a kiss placed right above your ring.

“Beautiful,” he mumbles as he looks you in the eye, allowing you to take control. You ride his cock slowly, your hand rubbing your clit as he cups your breasts in his hands, rolling your nipples and tugging on them lightly as he feels you pulsating around him.

“Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my cock,” he grunts as he grinds his hips into yours. You wrap your arms around his neck as he sits up, your lips on his neck kissing it and moaning as he holds you tight.

“Joonie,” you cry out, rolling your hips a few times before he feels you cum. He curses, his voice is laced with lust as he kneads your ass, allowing you to ride out your orgasm. He continues to fuck you through it, your moans turning into soft whimpers before he groans out your name as his cock releases his seed, coating your walls completely. His lips find yours, kissing you as he pulls out of you, his cum smears your thighs as he lays you on the bed.

“I love you, Y/n,” his voice is soft as his fingers dance along your hip, his eyes meeting yours a second after.

“I love you too, Joonie. Always,” you respond as he leans over you, his soft lips brushing against yours in a dulcet kiss. Your heart races in your chest as you pull him closer, your kisses eliciting round two.

The next morning, Namjoon and you go back to his place, holding hands as you walk through the door. Namjoon has told you that he has to go straight to the studio after breakfast, which makes you a bit sad.

Jungkook and Jimin are in the kitchen when you walk in, Jungkook coming over to pull you into a hug and kiss you before running back to the stove where he’s making pancakes.

Jimin waves before coming over to hug you, his arm lingering on your waist before he releases you and goes back to help Jungkook.

“Jin-hyung went out to ride his bike, I think Yoongi-hyung is going to his studio so they’ll probably bump into each other.” Jimin states after you asked where everyone was. “Hoseok hyung is still asleep and Tae is taking a shower.”

“Here you go,” Jungkook says as he sets a stack of pancakes on the table, you allow the boys to eat first, seeing as they were all going to their studios to work today.

“You can come with us,” Jimin suggests but you shake your head with a sly smile.

“I’ll only be a distraction to you all.”

“That’s not true, noona!” Jungkook protests and you remind him about movie night, his face flushed scarlet before he hides in Namjoon’s chest. Jimin chuckles, telling you that you’re more than welcome to distract him at work.

“Please, you’ll spend the whole day fucking and get nothing done,” Namjoon rolls his eyes playfully, making you poke him.

“That doesn’t sound like a bad way to spend the day,” Taehyung chimes in as he takes a seat beside Jimin, grabbing one of the leftover pancakes.

“And on that note, I’m taking the maknaes to work,” Namjoon sighs as he grabs the three boys by their collars and drags them to the door. You follow after, giggling before kissing each of the boys on the cheek and sending them off.

Pouting, you realize you’re alone as you clean up the kitchen, making sure to put the leftovers in the fridge for Hoseok. You wonder if he’d be upset if you went in to cuddle with him.

You go down the hall to his bedroom, quietly opening the door to see him asleep, one of his arms hanging over the bed as he sleeps. You tiptoe cautiously, your hand on his shoulder as you shake him until his eyes open, brows knitted in confusion.

“Y/n?”

“Can I sleep with you, Seok?” You whisper.

“Yes, get in,” he scoots back toward the wall, lifting his comforter to allow you to crawl beside him. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his chest before he falls asleep once again. You’re still worn out from last night (and this morning) thanks to Namjoon, and sleep soon overtakes you.

When you awake hours later, Hoseok’s body is pressed flush against yours. You snuggle further into him, enjoying the warmth his body provides until you hear him murmur, “stop wiggling your ass on my dick.”

“Sorry,” you mumble an apology as you continue to move back to get closer. Hoseok sighs, his nose buried in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent deeply before whispering, “you’re making me hard, babe.”

You moan in response, rolling over to face him, biting your bottom lip. Hoseok’s eyes meet yours, his fierce gaze lighting a fire deep within you.

“Hoseok,” you breathe his name softly, your hands on his chest as he leans forward to press his lips against yours. You kiss him back eagerly, his hands gripping your shirt, his hard cock straining against the thin material of his shorts.

“I want you,” you murmur against his lips, your thighs clenching together in response as his hand slides beneath the material of your shirt.

“Do you, baby?” His voice is laced with lust, making you moan in return as you pull your shirt over your head to discard on the floor. Your bare chest greets his eyes, his tongue running along his bottom lip as he takes it in.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs as his hand cups your breast, squeezing it lightly before kissing you again.

His lips are as soft as you remember them being, his grip on you as arousing as the last time; he pulls you closer. His hand moves down your side, his fingers toyed with the waistband of your panties, giving you time to tell him to stop but you don’t.

His hand slips into your panties, moaning into your neck when his fingers feel how wet you are, his thumb teasingly brushing your clit.

“Hoseok,” you moan as your hand wraps around his wrist, wanting to feel more pressure on your clit as his lips plant kisses on the column of your throat.

“So wet and ready for me already,” he murmurs as he sinks two of his fingers into your wet cunt. You cry out his name, spreading your legs further apart to allow him more room to work with.

“Please,” you whimper, arching into his touch, his lips nipping your neck as his fingers curl inside you, his thumb rubbing languid circles on your clit.

“Does it feel good, princess?” You moan in response, your lips meeting his as your hand becomes laced in his hair, your hips rocking up to meet his hand. Hoseok grunts, feeling your thighs tremble as he nips your bottom lip, tugging it slightly before releasing it. His lips trail down to the valley of your breasts, kissing your soft skin before his lips wrap around your nipple. His tongue laced over it, swirling around before his teeth tug on it gently with enough pressure to have you keening in response. His name rolls off your tongue in a sinful tone he’s heard before. He smirks up at you after releasing your nipple, his fingers teasing you as he feels you tense beneath him, gripping the sheets as you bury your face in his neck, your teeth sinking into his shoulder as you muffle your cries of ecstasy as you orgasm. Hoseok groans your name, his fingers not slowing until your teeth release his shoulder as you fall back onto the pillows, panting as you weakly push his hand away.

Hoseok brings his fingers to his lips, licking them clean with a devilish smile before his lips capture yours, his tongue entwined with yours, allowing you to taste yourself.

“So sweet,” he murmurs against your lips, his hand wrapping around his cock as he rubs the head on your clit, moaning at the sensation as your essence coats the tip.

His eyes meet yours, no longer focused on your hips as he sighs heavily, “you’re so beautiful, princess. So soft and sweet, warm and wet just for me.”

You can feel the heat radiating off your body, hoping your blushing cheeks aren’t obvious, but his resounding chuckle assures you that they are. You raise your head slightly, pressing your lips against his as your fingers grip his hair, your moans mix as you feel him push into you. His mouth captures your surprised gasp, his cock pushing into you until he bottoms out, holding his position as he kisses your face, his lips moving down to your neck.

“How is it that you always feel this-” Hoseok grunts, thrusting into you once again. “Fucking good every time?”

“Hoseok, please.”

“Please what, princess?”

“Fuck me? Make me come? I don’t know, just please, don’t stop,” you whimper, your nails dug into his back, your thighs wrapping around his hips tighter, moaning his name as he fucked you.

“Anything for you, baby,” Hoseok murmurs as his lips meet yours, languid thrusts of his hips making you arch into him. You cry out his name, your body tingling with pleasure, your hands laced in his hair, tugging it to coax out sinful moans from him.

“Hoseok,” he hums in response, gripping your hips before he grabs your legs to put them on his shoulders. You can feel him deeper now, your hands cupping your breasts as he plows into you, his balls slapping against your ass with each powerful thrust. You gasp, finding purchase in the sheets as Hoseok releases a guttural groan that has you pulsating on his cock.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/n.” Hoseok grunts, his hair falling over his eyes, his right hand pushing it back as he grips your legs, turning his head to kiss your ankle before he resumes his pace.

“Seok!” You can’t hold back any longer, your body is thrumming with pleasure as your orgasm hits you, arching into Hoseok as he fucks you through it, moaning when he feels you clench around him. He curses, licking his lips as you trigger his orgasm, a deep moan of your name tumbling from his lips as he coats your walls in his seed, thrusting into you until you've milked him dry.

Carefully, Hoseok pulls out of you to lie at your side, his arm draping around your waist as he pulls you close, kissing your temple.

“I’ve missed you,” he murmurs as he holds you, wishing more than anything that you were his.

“I’ve missed you too,” you admit in a quiet tone, not wanting to ruin the ambiance in the room as he delicately strokes your hair.

Hoseok brushed his lips against yours, holding you tightly in his arms, “I love you.”

Three days later, you find yourself getting out of Jungkook’s bed after him, Jimin, Namjoon, Yoongi and you had a long night of mostly fucking followed by cuddles. You were worn out, beyond worn out, but your body was growing used to it.

You hopped in the shower, washing away the last remains of the previous night, taking your time for the hot water to soothe your aching muscles before heading out to start your day.

You weren’t surprised to see all the boys at the table, everyone except Jin and Taehyung looked like they were heading off to work.

“Good morning,” you mumbled as you rubbed your eyes before sitting on Namjoon’s lap. He instantly wrapped his arms around your waist, brushing your hair to the side to plant a kiss on your neck.

“Good morning, baby.” Everyone greeted you, making you blush as you nuzzled into Namjoon’s neck. He chuckled, kissing your forehead before giving you a piece of toast.

“What’s everyone up to?” You ask as you look at Jungkook and then at Yoongi.

“Namjoon, Jimin and I are helping Jungkook with his mixtape,” Yoongi states as he places his head on Jungkook’s shoulder. You smile at the scene, Jungkook wrapping his arm around Yoongi to pull him closer.

“I’m going to the studio to work on my mixtape,” Hoseok offers, not meeting your gaze as he looks at Jimin instead. You still haven't talked to him about what he had said three days prior, wanting to talk to Namjoon and the boys first, seeing as Jimin has just also been added into your relationship the night before.

Jimin furrowed his brows, looking at Hoseok and then at you before he rose from his seat, taking your hand in his before excusing the two of you.

“What’s going on, baby?” Jimin asks softly, his hands cupping your cheeks as he caresses your face.

“Nothing,” you lie quickly but Jimin shakes his head.

“Don’t lie to me, Y/n. Tell me what’s wrong, baby? What’s going on with you and hyung?” His thumbs rub circles into your cheeks, making you pout.

“He said he loves me,” you admit ruefully, making Jimin’s eyebrows knit together.

“You know we all love you, baby. What’s wrong with that?”

“He said it after we had sex. We were cuddling, and he said it and I wanted to say it back but I got scared,” you sigh heavily, looking up at Jimin.

“There’s nothing to be scared of, baby. I promise, we all love you so much. It’s no surprise hyung’s fallen for you too. Jin also, and I’m sure under Taehyung’s fuckboy exterior, he loves you too. We all love each other, Y/n. You’ve just brought us together,” Jimin kisses your lips, his hands moving to your waist as he holds you close. You put your fingers through his belt loops, holding him close as you kiss him back with so much passion, it makes your toes curl.

Jimin moaned into the kiss. His hands squeeze your hips as your hands slip under his shirt, feeling the smooth planes of his torso. Jimin slides his hands upward, cupping your breasts and rubbing the stiff peaks that poke through your shirt, a moan of his name filling his ears.

“Fuck, baby. I love it when you moan for me,” Jimin whispers huskily as his plush lips press kisses on your neck, his hands pulling you flush against his body as he nips at the flesh. You moan his name once again, melting under his smoldering touch, your body thrumming with arousal as his lips meet yours again.

His tongue pressed against the seam of your lips, your mouth parting to allow him in as you move your hands down to his ass, squeezing it. Jimin chuckles airily, winking at you before he kisses you once again, your eyes fluttering shut from the passion of it.

Jimin leaves you breathless, panting as he breaks the kiss with a smug look on his face and a devious twinkle in his eyes.

“That’s my girl,” Jimin pushes a lock of your hair behind your ear, smiling brightly at you before kissing your forehead. His duality throws you for a loop.

“How about, tomorrow night we all get together and talk?”

“I think that’s a great idea, Minnie. Can you arrange it?”

“Anything for you, my love,” Jimin takes your hand in his, leading you back to the kitchen so you can say your goodbyes to all your boys as they head off to work.

“I’m heading to my bedroom if you need me,” Tae calls out as he leaves the kitchen after cleaning up. You nod in acknowledgment before turning to Jin.

“What do you have planned today?”

“I’m just going to play some games in my room. You can come to watch if you’d like,” Jin offers, and you gladly accept as you follow him to his bedroom. He has you sit on his bed while he gets his computer ready before deciding which game to play.

Once he starts playing, you watch him intently, cheering him on when he does well and giggling when he doesn’t.

You eventually pull up a chair to sit beside him, resting your head on his shoulder despite being jostled every so often. You know you hadn’t spent much time with Jin, especially since he was trying to keep his distance, but he was still your friend.

“Do you want to watch a movie after I finish this round?” Jin asks as he takes his eyes off the screen for a second to look at you.

“That sounds great,” you smile eagerly, nodding as you sit up to watch him finish the round successfully before logging off.

You get into his bed, waiting for him to come back with popcorn and drinks while you pick a few movies to decide which one to watch. You’re not entirely sure what he’s in the mood for but you hope it’ll be something you’ll both like.

When Jin comes back, he hands you a drink and places the popcorn on the bedside table before looking at the movies you’ve selected and picked one of them before popping it in and sitting beside you. You snuggle up to him, loving how warm he feels beside you as you rest your head on his shoulder.

Jin smiles to himself, loving how you feel pressed against him, resisting the urge to kiss you. He often thought about that night on your birthday, he had shared you with Tae and Namjoon but he still felt his dream had come true when he had you, held you, tasted you. He couldn’t help but feel guilty about it though, not about sleeping with you but of the feelings he held for you. He thought that if he avoided you, he’d be able to overcome them, but if anything, it just made his longing worse. He craved to see you, to touch you, to hold you in his arms like the others and have you smiling for him, but he couldn’t.

Jin sighed as he looked at you, your lips curving into a smile as you watched the movie, not noticing the storm brewing in his mind displayed by the frown on his lips. What would it be like to hold you once again? To kiss you? To have you wrapped around him while you moaned his name like never before, over and over until your voice grew hoarse?

Jin squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, his cock growing hard as flashes of your birthday filled his mind. You writhing as you took his cock, moaning his name as he filled you to the brim.

Jin tried to get over you, he honestly did and he had spoken to Namjoon about his feelings but Jin didn’t want to come between anything but now that you were with four of his ‘brothers’ how could he? Didn’t you have enough love to go around without him? Would you even notice him as Taehyung did? Jin blushes at the thought, remembering the night of the Muster when Tae had been extra flirty with him, which led to them being tangled in his sheets later that night. Jin felt his ears burn as he cleared his throat, looking away from you as his cock strained against his pants.

Jin had to stop thinking about you and Taehyung all together, he didn’t know where to go from here. Jin sighed, allowing you to curl up in his arms, moving to sit between his legs as he wrapped his arms around you.

“What are you thinking about?” Your voice startled him out of his reverie, his eyes wide as he smiles sheepishly.

“Nothing,” he lies as he holds you tighter, you turn your head to look at him, frowning as you think about pestering him or letting it go. You lean closer, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips before eyeing him cautiously.

Your hand caresses his cheek, he falls into your touch, turning his head to plant a kiss on your lips that earns him a gasp from you.

“Y/n.”

“Jin.”

“I can’t,” Jin sighs, making you nod as you caress his cheek.

“You know you mean a lot to me, right?”

“I know, it’s just...what if I get hurt?”

“That’s a risk all of us are taking with each other, Jin. All of you could tell me to fuck off tomorrow and it’s something I’m willing to risk because I love all of you so much. It’s been hard pretending like I don’t have feelings for you and I can keep pretending if it’s what you want but I just need you to know.” Jin is at a loss for words, not sure if he’s heard you correctly as he blinked owlishly.

“Besides,” you continue. “Namjoon and Yoongi have told me about you all. We’d love to have you, Namjoon especially.”

“I didn’t think Namjoon and Yoongi still felt like that about me,” Jin mumbled more to himself as he looks away from you, opting to stare at the floor instead.

“It wasn’t my place to say but I can’t just keep quiet when you’re visibly upset.”

“I appreciate your concern, sweetie. It’s just hard being around you, all of you. Namjoon, Yoongi and I were together for a while but once Namjoon met you, everything changed. It’s not your fault or his, I was just...hurt? For a while I found it painful to be around the two of you, Yoongi handled it better than I did…” Seokjin trails off, getting lost in his thoughts as you briefly recall a few instances at the beginning of your relationship with Namjoon in which Seokjin had been anything but friendly. You nod in understanding at the revelation, Seokjin places his hand on top of yours, stroking it with his thumb as he offers you a wary smile.

“I was still learning about myself when Namjoon met you,” Jin continues, his tongue swiping along his bottom lip to moisten it before continuing. “It was hard to figure out who I was while losing the person that I cherished deeply. I grew cold, despondent until Yoongi cornered me one day to tell me I was being an ass to everyone, but especially you… I’m still sorry about that.”

You smile warmly at him, assuring him you understood as he inhales profoundly, blinking as he clears his throat.

“You wormed your way into my heart, you’re so sweet, kind, smart, funny and you give Namjoon a run for his money with that mouth of yours,” you giggle at his words, placing your head on his shoulder as you intertwine your hands.

“Then, Namjoon sat me down with Taehyung to tell us about your birthday and I didn’t know what would come of it. I found myself thinking of that night over and over again, so much so, that Namjoon had to sit me aside and I confessed. I still held feelings for him, but along with those feelings, I was starting to fall for you. I was scared, I still am. I recoiled into myself once again, avoided you when all I wanted to do was be with you, just like Namjoon and Jungkook, but I couldn’t. It hurt to be around you both, then Taehyung and I got together and it got easier... I’m terrified of putting my heart on the line again but I’m willing to do it for you.”

Your heart is racing in your chest, slamming against your rib cage as you become overwhelmed with so much elation, you can’t contain it. Your lips brush against his in a tentative kiss that has you smiling bashfully, his smile mirroring yours as his hand cups your cheek. His obsidian eyes gaze deeply into yours, noting the adoration they hold for him.

“When did this all get so out of hand?” He murmurs, his thumb brushing your cheek in small circles.

“I think we handle it well. There’s plenty of love to go around,” you assure him, making him smile genuinely as he tentatively looks at your lips before closing the distance between you.

You moaned into the kiss, his plush lips sending tingles down your spine as you turn to face him, his hands on your hips in an instant.

“Seokjin,” you moan softly, his tongue slipping past your lips to meet your own, tasting you further. You’ve missed kissing Jin, missed the way he held you so tight as he did. Your hands rest on his broad shoulders, moving to straddle his hips as the two of you fall back onto his mattress. His hands roam your body, stroking your sides before he grabs your ass, squeezing it as you feel his erection pressed against your lower abdomen.

“Fuck,” Jin chuckles as he runs a hand through his hair as the two of you take a moment to catch your breath. “Look what you do to me, baby.”

You blush, making him smirk as he meets your gaze, your hand cupping his cock through his pants. A wanton moan escapes him, your pussy clenching around nothing as you crave to hear more of his moans.

Your hands are quick to take his shirt off, your lips planting kisses on every inch of his exposed skin, soft mewls leaving his lips. You roll your hips against him, moaning at the stimulation as you continue. Jin’s lips meet yours, his hands cupping your face as he holds you to him, his cock straining against his pants as he aches for relief.

Jin rests his forehead against yours, breathing deeply as his gaze meets yours. You stroke his cheek, pecking his lips, “I love you, Jin. I’ve missed you.”

Your admission has warmth spreading in his chest, his cheeks turning pink as he tells you he loves you as well before he captures your lips into a passionate kiss that leaves your toes curling.

You smile, pinning Jin down for a moment as you kiss his face all over, ending with a gentle kiss to his lips. You let his wrists go, running your hands over his bare chest, loving the way he feels beneath you.

“I love you,” you whisper as your lips trail kisses down his chest, marking him as yours as your lips meet the waistband of his pants. You scoot down, spreading his legs to make room for you as you undo the button of his jeans before pulling the zipper down.

Jin watches you with hooded eyes, licking his lips as he raises his hips to aid you in pulling his pants low enough for his boxers to be exposed. A wet patch is obvious on his gray boxers, Jin sits up on his elbows for a better view of you laving your tongue over his clothed erection. He sighs heavenly at the warmth of your tongue, groaning when you mouth at the head. Your fingers grip the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down until you’re able to take his pants and boxers off completely. Your mouth waters at the sight of him naked, his vascular hand wrapped around his hard cock, pre-cum beading at the head as he strokes himself, his eyes locked on yours.

Your teeth sink into your bottom lip, biting back a moan as you take your shirt off, discarding it on his bedroom floor. Jin isn’t surprised to see you’ve forgone a bra and panties as you take your shorts off.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, his eyes never leaving yours as you crawl toward him, your lips on his as you lose yourself in his kiss. Moans fill his room as the two of you continue to kiss, caressing each other as your wet cunt slides up and down his cock, aching to be stretched by him.

“Jin,” his name rolls of your tongue needily, your lips trailing kisses to his neck, nipping at the skin until it blooms red before you move down his body, kissing him as you go. You wrap your hand around his cock, your mouth watering at the memory of the last time you had it. You spit on it, your tongue licking him from base to tip, a groan escaping him.

“Fuck, baby,” Jin grips your hair in one hand, holding you as you tease him with your tongue before sucking on the head, tonguing at his slit. His thighs clench, head lolling back as he moans your name repeatedly. You smile to yourself, bobbing your head up and down, taking as much of his cock as you can handle while your hands stroke the rest. Jin loses himself to the sensation, his moans growing louder and louder as you slurp his cock obscenely.

Your chest swells with pride as you hear him come undone, gasping and moaning your name as he finally asks you to stop before he comes down your throat. You release his cock with a pop, a bridge of saliva connecting the two of you before you lean back and break it, giggling at the fucked-out look on Jin’s face as he pants, a hand on his chest as he regains his breath.

“Fuck, I need a minute,” he breathes, falling back on the bed as you climb over him to lay at his side, his left arm immediately wraps around your hips as you plant open-mouthed kisses on his neck, your hand trailing down his chest, teasing his nipples, earning you soft whines from him.

A moan of your name tumbles from his lips, his eyes closing as his cock throbs, aching for release. Jin swears he can cum from this alone, but he holds back, exhaling shakily as he steels himself to keep himself from cumming too soon.

“Baby,” his voice is strained, his hand on yours to stop you when his lips meet yours. He kisses you gently, tasting you fully as he rolls you over on your back. You bite back a moan as your hands run over his broad shoulders, yearning to decorate them with your marks. Your eyes meet his, his hand gripping your thigh before he slots himself between your thighs. You watch him intently, excitement and arousal bubbling deep in your abdomen as you clench around nothing.

“How long have I waited for this moment, love? How long have I loved you in silence until I could finally have you? Y/n, you’re everything to me,” Jin whispers, careful with you as he kisses your lips gently, leaving you speechless as he places your leg on his shoulder, the other beneath him as he finally sinks into you.

“Seokjin!” You cry out his name, gripping the sheets as you feel him bottom out completely. You feel him so much deeper in this position, loving the way his cock kisses your cervix with every thrust.

“You feel so good, baby. I’ve missed this, missed you,” he groans as his eyes flutter shut, his plump lips parted as his being thrummed with arousal. You feel glorious wrapped around him, so tight and wet that he feels lightheaded with each thrust.

“Ugh, fuck. Jin, baby,” you cry out, his hand moving to your clit, his skilled fingers rubbing it as your thighs tremble. He sets your leg down carefully, pulling you closer and grunts when your nails dig into his shoulders as he continues to thrust into you, his fingers rubbing your aching clit.

You know you’re close; he knows you’re close, he can feel it in the way you’re pulsating around him, clenching him hard.

“Jin, I love you,” you manage to say in between moans as he fucks you harder, filling you to the brim as his balls slap against your ass with each powerful thrust. His lips meet the column of your throat, nipping and mouthing at it in between grunts and groans as he feels ready to fall over the edge.

Jin can feel you orgasm, your back arching into the warmth of his body as your nails leave pink streaks down his back when you moan his name louder than he’s ever heard before. He curses, burying himself in your neck as he moans your name in a mantra as he feels his release filling you.

“Yes, yes. Take it, baby. Please, take it,” he hisses as he fucks you through his orgasm until he’s completely spent and then some. He’s reluctant to pull out of you, not wanting to miss the way you feel around him.

After a few moments, Jin pulls out, captivated by the way his cum flows freely from your cunt, smearing on your thighs and his sheets. He can’t deny the sight is impeccable.

Jin lays his head on your chest, his left arm wrapped around your waist as you rub his back in slow circles. You don’t speak for a while, just enjoying the afterglow peacefully. You’re not sure when you fall asleep, but you certainly weren’t ready for the commotion that woke you up.

“Where is she?”

“She’s not answering her phone!”

“Have you checked the rooms?!

“Did someone check her apartment?”

“Where’s Jin hyung?” You recognize your youngest boyfriend’s frantic voice as you stir from all your boyfriends’ hectic shouts. You see Jin stirring in his sleep but not rising as you look around and find his shirt. You place it over your body and tiptoe toward the door, opening it as silently as possible before stepping out into the hall.

You see all the boys, minus Hoseok, in the living room with worried faces, your heart sinking in your stomach as you clear your throat.

“Baby! Oh, we were so worried about you. Why didn’t you answer your phone?” Namjoon asks as he pulls you into a hug.

“I’m sorry, I was asleep,” you answer him as Jungkook pulls you into a hug, kissing the top of your head before Jimin wraps his arms around the both of you. Tae gives you a warm smile and Yoongi is looking at your bare thighs.

“Where were you?” Yoongi asked, his voice low and firm, making the boys release you.

That’s when all the men look at you, your cheeks flushed with heat as you look down at your feet, wiggling your toes.

“She was with me,” Jin states as he walks into the living room in nothing but pajama pants with his arms crossed over his chest as he stands beside you.

Jungkook looks down at your legs, noting the white stains on your thighs. The rest of the boys notice too, Yoongi huffing as he sits on the couch with Jimin sitting beside him. Taehyung doesn’t know whether he should stay or leave and Hoseok has just walked into the house with a confused look on his face. Immediately noting the tension in the room.

“Jungkook, go clean up Y/n and come join us after,” Namjoon instructs the younger man, who nods and takes your hand to lead you to his bedroom.

Namjoon waits until Jungkook has gotten you out of the room before turning to Jin, “what’s going on?”

Jin shrugs, looking at the floor as he uncrosses his arms before taking a seat on the opposite end of the couch, feeling Yoongi’s harsh glare on him.

“I told her how I felt and we had sex,” Jin answers, finally meeting Namjoon’s gaze.

“That’s great, hyung. I told you you should have spoken up sooner,” Namjoon grins, sitting beside him as Yoongi looks at him, flabbergasted. Hoseok looks at Taehyung before taking the remaining seats.

“Is this a bad time for me to say I love Y/n too,” Hoseok asks meekly, feeling the heat of all their stares as he looks down at his hands that are sitting on his lap.

“What?” Yoongi sighs in exasperation, running his fingers through his hair.

“Me too,” Taehyung pipes up, bashful with rose-tinted cheeks as he looks over at Jin. Seokjin pats his lap, Taehyung walking over and sitting on it while everyone is processing the recent revelations.

“So we’re all in love with each other?” Jimin asks as he looks around the room, everyone nodding and looking over at Namjoon and Yoongi.

“I love all of you too,” you speak up as you enter the room with Jungkook at your side, his arm wrapped around your waist to hold you at his side.

“Yoongi, I know this is hard for you but I love them all,” You cross the room to sit on his lap, his arms wrapping around you as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

“I know, I just don’t want to be lost in the crowd,” Yoongi mumbles softly. You cup his face, kissing his lips briefly.

“You won’t be, I promise. I have so much love to give and so do the others. You’re so special to us, Yoongi. We love you. I love you,” you caress his cheek before kissing him once again, his hold on you tightening as he holds you to him. Jungkook walks over to Namjoon, placing his head on his chest as he wraps his arms around the elder’s waist. Hoseok rubs the back of his neck awkwardly as he looks at Jimin, who smiles and shrugs.

“So what does this mean?” Taehyung speaks up, looking around the room before he looks at you and Namjoon.

You’re not sure how to answer, your eyes landing on Namjoon. He looks at each of the members, their hopeful conflicted gazes meeting his before he lands on you once again, “it means… we’re all together.”

Jin, Hoseok, and Taehyung release the breath they were holding, Jungkook and Jimin smile warmly and Yoongi buries his face in your shoulder, kissing it repeatedly.

“What about rules?” Jungkook chirps from beside Namjoon, not letting him go as Namjoon pats his hair.

“They’re pretty simple,” Namjoon starts, looking at Jin, Hoseok, and Tae. “Consent for all partners, that includes those who just want to watch. Try to keep it in the bedroom and keep the mess to a minimum. If problems arise, we will hold a meeting like this to discuss, I don’t want our relationship causing strife to anyone.”

“That seems fair,” Jungkook pipes up as he goes toward Jimin, letting him rise from his seat before he takes it and pulls Jimin onto his lap.

“Is there anything else we should discuss?” Namjoon raises a brow as he looks around the room. Yoongi shakes his head, holding you close to him before he excuses the two of you. He takes your hand, leading you to his bedroom.

“Hey, it’ll be okay,” you whisper as you lay beside him on his bed, his arms wrapping around your waist immediately.

“I know, it’s just hard sharing you with everyone. I don’t want to be forgotten,” Yoongi admits as you snuggle into him, your back meeting his chest. His hands lace over yours on top of your stomach, his lips brushing against your throat.

“Did you sleep much earlier? We didn’t mean to startle you awake, we were just worried,” Yoongi explains as he kisses the top of your head.

“It was only about twenty minutes,” you shrug as you turn to face him, your hand caressing his cheek before your eyes meet his, your thumb running over his lips. Yoongi looks from your thumb to your eyes, his lips meeting yours.

“Yoongi,” you sigh happily as your hands become threaded in his hair, lightly tugging at it as he nips your bottom lip.

“I love you,” he murmurs gently, kissing every inch of your face over and over, making you giggle.

“I love you too, baby. How about I sleep in your room tonight, I’m sure everyone is paring up anyway,” you grin as you kiss his nose.

“You think so?”

“Tae and Jin, Jungkook and Jimin, you and me, and Hoseok and Namjoon,” you reply as you look at Yoongi, whose mouth is agape.

“Namjoon and Hoseok? Tae and hyungie?” You chuckle at his surprised tone as you nod repeatedly.

“Wow, how did I miss all of that?” Yoongi is perplexed, but you smile and explain everything as he nods along before he kisses your cheek.

“Did you get to eat?” His concerned tone has you melting as you shake your head, feeling hungry now that he’s mentioned it.

“Let’s round up everyone and have dinner, then you can sleep with me.”

“I left my clothes in Jin’s room,” you blush, tugging at the shirt Jungkook had you change into.

Yoongi chuckles, shaking his head as he tells you to go get them while he goes to the kitchen. You kiss his cheek as you go separate ways. You knock on Jin’s door and wait for him to allow you in, instead of walking in on him and Tae.

“One minute!” He calls back. You hear grunting and shuffling before the door opens and a flustered Taehyung greets you as he finishes zipping up his pants, his hair (damp with sweat) sticking to his forehead as he grins goofily.

Jin wipes his lips with the back of his hand, face flushed red as he offers you a bashful smile.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just wanted to get my clothes. Yoongi is going to order dinner if you guys wanna, um… finish up?” You gather your clothing before dropping it off in Yoongi’s room, then going to meet him in the dining room with takeout menus littering the table. You climb onto his lap, wiggling your ass until you’re comfortable with one of his arms wrapped around you, his other hand holding a takeout menu.

“What are you in the mood for, baby girl? We can get whatever you want,” he says as he sets the menu down, his hands sliding under your shirt, smirking when he realizes you’re not wearing panties underneath.

“Yoongi,” you gasp when his knuckles brush against your folds, making you clench your thighs with his hand in between.

“Yes, baby?” He hums as you unclench your thighs, his lips brushing along your neck as he kisses it, marking you delicately.

You squirm in his lap, earning a moan from him as he feels you grow wet slowly. His kisses sending heat down to the apex of your thighs as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear, his teeth gently nibbling on your earlobe before you feel him cup your breast. He pinches your nipple lightly, making you gasp and arch into his touch, your thighs spreading further on his lap to accommodate him as he kisses your shoulder.

“Yoon,” you moan wantonly, your head falling back onto his shoulder as moans escape your parted lips.

“That’s it, baby. Moan for me,” Yoongi encourages as his fingers grow slick with your arousal, his satisfied hum filling your ears. You can feel his cock grow hard beneath you, his hand spreading your lips as he pushes his index finger into you. You grip his forearm, digging your nails into his pale flesh.

A hiss escaped his pink lips, his other hand squeezing your breast before he removes it from beneath your shirt. He brings his fingers to your lips; you kiss each of them, loving how beautiful his hands are, as he holds you tightly in place.

“Yoongi, we’re gonna get caught,” you hiss, but he kisses the corner of your mouth while he brings a different menu closer to the two of you for you to look over.

Yoongi pushes a second finger into you, making you gasp as you try to fuck yourself on his fingers, his hard cock throbbing in the confines of his pants. Yoongi has you stand for a moment, withdrawing his slick covered fingers from within you, popping them into his mouth to suck them clean before he undoes his pants, taking his cock out and stroking it lazily.

“Sit on it, baby girl,” Yoongi commands as he holds it still for you to sink on. You gasp as your hands grip his knees as you sink down on him, wiggling your hips until you feel him fill you fully.

“Fuck,” he curses as his forehead rests on your back, his hands wrapped around your waist as he holds you in place. “You feel so good, baby. So fucking good.”

You place your hands on top of his, holding yourself in place before lifting your hips and bringing them back down. His cock glides in and out of you amazingly, the heavy drag of it making you moan obscenely as you beg him to fuck you. Yoongi chuckles, resisting the urge to fuck into you as he has you ride him. His eyes are fixated on where your two bodies meet, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he watches his slick covered cock sliding into your wet cunt. You feel sweat bead on your forehead, your thighs burning from the exertion as Yoongi moves lower so he can thrust into you.

You bounce on his lap, moaning his name as he curses, his cock rutting into you repeatedly. You hear voices coming from down the hall, your eyes widening as Yoongi slows down before fully stopping. He makes sure your shirt is covering you before he holds you still in his lap as Jin and Taehyung join the two of you.

“Have you chosen yet?” Taehyung asks as he takes a seat across from you, Jin sitting beside him.

“No, not yet.” Yoongi answers with a shrug as he rests his chin on your shoulder, loving the way you’re biting on your bottom lip, pretending to be looking at the menus.

“We can get burgers. Tae likes burgers!” Jimin chimed in as him and Jungkook join the four of you. Jimin sits in the chair beside Taehyung with Jungkook sitting at the end of the table beside you.

“We had those last night,” Jin complains as Namjoon and Hoseok join you, filling in the rest of the seats.

You feel Yoongi hold you tighter, his hips rising, making you gasp. Taehyung looks up, meeting your gaze as his brows furrowed in confusion. Yoongi remains still, his cock throbbing inside you as you clench around him, wishing more than anything that you could ride him freely. His hand rubs your clit lazily, sitting up as he allows the rest of the boys to pick what's for dinner. You’re trying desperately not to moan, slowly moving your hips until Jimin catches your eye.

“Why don't we let Y/n pick?” Jimin smirks, his chin resting on his hands.

“That was the plan, but she seems distracted,” Yoongi shrugs, his fingers adding more pressure on your clit.

“Everything okay, babe?” Jin asks with genuine concern, Taehyung smiling smugly beside him.

“I’m fine,” you manage to say as you hold Yoongi’s hand still as you scoot forward, your breasts pressing onto the table as you lean over a menu, your hair creating a curtain around your face to keep your boyfriends from seeing your facial expressions. Yoongi groans, lifting his hips slightly as he reaches for a different one.

“You guys pick, I need to make a few phone calls,” Namjoon states as he rises from his seat. He turns to you, kissing the top of your head before kissing Yoongi.

Yoongi groans into the kiss, Namjoon grabbing a handful of his hair in a fist before whispering in a dangerously low tone, “I know what you’re doing.”

Yoongi’s cheeks flushed as his boyfriend walks out of the room, leaving the rest behind.

Taehyung is quick to take Namjoon’s empty chair, his Cheshire Cat smile on display as he places one arm on his thigh and the other on the table with his palm supporting his chin.

“What is our girl in the mood for?” Taehyung mused, his bright, shining eyes landing on you as you turn to glare at him.

“Meat, perhaps?” Taehyung suggests, wiggling his eyebrows as everyone looks at him with bemused looks on their faces.

“We can get that if she wants,” Hoseok pipes up as he turns to look at you.

“Oh, I’m sure she’s getting plenty of it right now,” Jimin mutters, making your face burn scarlet as your head whips in his direction.

“Oh, I know she is,” Tae chuckles making Yoongi flip him off. Jimin and Taehyung chuckle while Hoseok, Jin, and Jungkook look at them with quizzical looks.

“What’s going on?” Jungkook looks at his elders before looking at you. “Noona?”

You can’t resist his beautiful doe eyes, your cunt clenching around Yoongi, who buried his face in your neck for a moment before nipping your neck.

“Yoongi,” you moan softly, gripping the table as realization finally hits.

“Oh!” Jin looks at Hoseok with shocked eyes.

Taehyung places his hand on your thigh, stroking it as he looks up at you, “can I?”

You nod your consent, Taehyung moving from his seat to kneel beside you as he lifts your shirt to expose you. Hungry eyes are on you immediately, Taehyung groaning at the sight of you impaled on Yoongi’s cock.

“She looks so fucking good,” Jin curses as his tongue darts past his lips to wet them, biting his bottom lip.

“Since you all know now, why don’t we lose the shirt, baby?” You raise your hands as Yoongi grips the hem of it to pull over your head to toss to the side. His hands cup your breasts as you grind into him, your eyes fluttering shut as Taehyung rubs your clit.

“Do you think you could take two of us at a time?” Taehyung asks, his eyes fixated on where you and Yoongi are joined, his mouth watering at the thought while his cock hardens in his pants, straining against the denim.

“There’s no way I could take you and another,” you huff, your head falling back onto Yoongi’s shoulder. Jimin comes over to your left, his lips meeting yours as he grips your thigh.

“Fuck, it’d be hot as fuck though,” Jin chimes in as his hooded eyes land on you. You can’t take it anymore. Now that all your boyfriends are aware of what you’re doing, you begin riding Yoongi hard. He holds your hips, moaning as his cock slides in and out of you. His hair becomes damp with sweat, Jimin pushing it back as he watches intently.

“Yoongi, Yoongi, Yoongi,” you chant, his cock feels amazing fucking into you, your walls loving the heavy drag as you clench around him before releasing him. Yoongi grunts, gripping you tight as you end up over the table. Taehyung moves out of the way, Jimin sits on his lap as the two enjoy their front row seats of you getting plowed on the dining table.

Jin gulps, eyes wide as Jungkook looks at the two of you with lust-filled eyes, his cock aching in the confines of his pants as he watches the two of you. Hoseok can’t help but stare, each thrust Yoongi gives you has you breathless as you try to cry out his name but it becomes impossible as you grunt.

“That’s it, baby. Take my cock, you can do it. Fuck, yes,” Yoongi grunts, raising your leg to place it on the table, changing the angle so he can penetrate you deeper. You clutch Jin’s arm, using it to hold yourself steady before taking two of his fingers into your mouth, suckling them to muffle your moans.

“Holy fuck,” Jin groans as he fucks your mouth with his fingers, his cock throbbing from the action. Your garbled moans fill the room as Yoongi fucks you harder, wanting nothing more than to fill you with his seed in front of all the boys.

“Hyung,” Jungkook speaks up, drawing the attention of all the men, brows furrowed in confusion as they try to figure out who the youngest has addressed.

“Can we take noona to the couch? I think it's more comfortable than the table,” Jungkook says meekly.

You moan around Jin’s fingers, Yoongi pulls out of you to lead you to the living room. He positions you on your hands and knees, pushing into you once again as the boys find seats while Taehyung begins to undress Yoongi.

You look over your shoulder to see Taehyung and Yoongi kissing passionately while Jimin is sitting in Hoseok’s lap and Jin is in Jungkook’s.

Taehyung moans Yoongi’s name, your cunt pulsating around him as Taehyung moves in front of you. Yoongi slows his pace, allowing Tae the chance to kiss you without the two of you getting hurt.

“Tae,” his name rolls off your tongue, and he groans as you have him sit down as you palm at his hard cock.

“Take your cock out,” you pout, making him chuckle as he quickly undoes his pants, releasing his cock as he wraps his hand around it to pump it a few times.

You stick your tongue out, Taehyung smirks as he inches forward on his knees, his big cock slapping on your tongue a few times before you wrap your lips around the head. He moans your name, gripping your hair in one hand as he slowly pushes more of his cock into your mouth. He finds a rhythm with Yoongi, both of them fucking your holes in unison as you try your best to suck Tae off. You gag once, making Taehyung back up as he fucks your face, your saliva coating every inch of his cock.

His cock feels heavy on your tongue, you lave at his cock, using one hand to stroke him while you suckle the tip. You swirl your tongue around a few times before tonguing at his slit. Taehyung’s eyes flutter shut, pleasure consuming him fully as he hits the back of your throat.

Yoongi jostles you with a deep thrust, causing Tae to choke you with his cock, saliva spilling from your lips, dribbling down his shaft to his balls. Jimin squirms in Hoseok’s lap, aching for relief as Jin ruts against Jungkook, the sight before them becoming too much for them to endure.

Jungkook slides his hand in Jin’s pants, stroking him as he watches on intently as you get fucked ruthlessly.

Jimin isn’t faring much better, Hoseok kissing his neck while Jimin grinds down on him, aching for any relief as Hoseok unzipped his pants to take his cock out. He wraps his hand around Jimin, who falls into his chest, moaning sinfully as he loses himself to the pleasure his elder is providing.

“That’s it, baby. Take me, take us,” Yoongi grunts, his eyes rolling back as he pushes his hair back, his eyes fixated on his cock sliding in and out of your cunt. He bites his lip, loving the way his cock looks glistening with your essence, the squelch of your wetness arousing everyone in the room.

“Yoongi,” you gasp as Taehyung smacks your face with his cock, a smirk on his lips as he looks over you to Yoongi.

“Fill her with cum, hyung. We all want to see.”

Jungkook and Jin moan in agreement as Yoongi fucks you faster, his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust. Your moans become lewd as Yoongi’s thrusts become erratic, your name rolling off his tongue in a sinful cry that has you clenching around him as his fingers rub your clit.

“Come with me, please,” his raspy voice along with his touch has you seeing stars as your abdomen pools with arousal, your thighs becoming slick with it as your orgasm hits. You take your boyfriend’s cock as best as you can, Taehyung stroking himself off as Yoongi grunts and curses, your name leaving him again, just as you moan his.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he chants, eyes shut tight as he buries his throbbing cock inside your warm, wet walls as he fills you with cum with each thrust that he gives you. He pulls out of you, his cum running down your thighs as everyone gets a good look.

“That’s hot as fuck,” Tae strokes his cock faster, moaning loudly as he tells you to close your eyes. You do so, sticking your tongue out as you feel his cum on your lips, chin, and tongue before he collapses on the couch. He’s careful as he wipes the cum off your face that’s too close to your eyes.

“Fuck, can we cum on you too?” Jimin asks as Hoseok lets him go.

“Yes, please,” you smile as Jimin walks over, his hand wrapped around his cock as you take him in your mouth. He’s moaning, his hips fucking into you as he warns you of his impending orgasm. His words spur you on, eager to have him cum as well as you suckle him harder, laving your tongue around the head. Jimin’s fingers become embedded in your hair as he fucks your mouth, loud, obscene moans escaping his lips.

“Baby,” Jimin cries out, “I’m go-gonna cum.” You move back, stroking his cock, your hand gliding easily with the aid of your saliva, and with a few more strokes, Jimin moans your name as he cums on your face, joining Tae’s cum.

Hoseok comes over next, bashful as you take him in your mouth, your jaw hurts but you ignore it as you suckle the head, laving at his slit, deep moans mixed with cuss words escaping his lips. You’re tired but you won’t let it affect your performance, not when his smoldering gaze has your pussy clenching, Yoongi’s cum still dripping from your cunt. You moan around Hoseok’s cock, his hand gripping your hair as he fucks your throat, groaning every time you gag around him, your eyes filling with tears as you meet his gaze.

“Holy fuck, princess,” Hoseok grits out, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he pistons his throbbing, hard cock in and out of your swollen lips, you lave at his slit until he’s crying out for you right until he cums in your mouth. Spurt after spurt coats your tongue and teeth as you do your best to swallow it all but it’s too much and some of it spills down your chin.

Hoseok collapses onto the couch, his chest heaving as he pants roughly, trying to catch his breath as he wipes the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand. He smiles sheepishly at you, pulling you in for a kiss, his tongue caressing yours as he tastes himself on your lips before releasing you.

“Noona, can I fuck you?” Jungkook asked as he and Jin come over to you, your boyfriends scooting down the sofa to make room for those who have yet to cum.

“Yes, Kookie,” you moan as you take Jin’s cock in your mouth, slurping it lewdly as Jungkook gets behind you, his strong hands gripping your hips as he plows into you.

“Jungkook! Fuck,” you curse as you take him, Jin stroking his cock before you take him back in your mouth, your hand stroking him while your tongue swirls around him.

Jungkook holds your hips tightly, moaning your name as he fucks into you, Yoongi’s warm cum coating his cock thoroughly. Jimin, Taehyung, Hoseok, and Yoongi watch on as Jungkook thrusts into you faster.

Jungkook grunts, his abs clenching tightly as he looks over at Yoongi, his voice husky, “Hyung, your cum feels so good on my fucking cock. So warm, just like her cunt. Ngh, fuck,” Jungkook throws his head back, his eyes fluttering shut as his parted lips release a few silent moans.

You continue to bob your head up and down Jin’s cock as Jungkook fucks you without mercy, his thrusts causing you to gag lewdly around Seokjin’s big dick.

“Gonna cum, noona,” Jungkook grunts in warning, a sheen of sweat covered his body as he fucks you harder, making you gag on Jin’s cock. The sound is enough to have him cumming into you without warning, his seed spilling out of you and mixing with Yoongi’s.

Jin groans, pulling his cock out of your mouth to finish off on your face, covering you completely. All the men lay panting as Taehyung comes over to wipe the cum off your eyes carefully, allowing you to see once again.

“Fuck,” Yoongi is wide-eyed as he looks at the mess they’ve made of you. Your face is covered in cum, dripping down your bare body, your thighs are covered in more cum. Some had dripped onto the couch.

“I know this isn’t the best time, but can I take a picture?” Jimin asks as he looks you over, biting his bottom lip as he takes you in completely.

“Yes,” you smile as Jimin takes his phone out and takes a few pictures of you, his eyes dark with lust as he does so.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, noona,” Jungkook picks you up off the couch as he carries you to his bedroom to take you to his en-suite bathroom. Yoongi follows after the both of you, starting the bath so that Jungkook can finish cleaning the cum off your face and between your thighs.

“Is the bath ready?” Jungkook turns to look at Yoongi with a raised brow. The elder nods, moving to the side as Jungkook strips naked before helping you into the bathtub with him. Yoongi hesitates for a bit before you ask him to join the two of you.

It’s a tight fit, but luckily, you all fit in between each other’s legs. You have Jungkook behind you and Yoongi in front, rubbing his shoulders with a washcloth.

Jungkook is careful as he washes your body, noting how sensitive you are from all your encounters. The two men are gentle with you, kissing your shoulders as they clean you up.

Once you’re out of the bath, they clothe you before Yoongi takes you to his bedroom. He makes sure you’re comfortable before he pulls you into his arms, holding you.

“How are you feeling?” He asks as he laces his fingers with yours, bringing your laced hands to his lips to kiss yours.

“A little sore,” you chuckle as Yoongi kisses your forehead.

“I’m sorry, how about you take a few days to yourself to recover?”

“That doesn’t sound half bad, Yoon.”

“Get some rest, baby.” Yoongi pecks your cheek before you squirm a few times to get comfortable.

It doesn’t take you long to fall asleep, Yoongi holding you in his arms until dinner arrives and he had to wake you up to eat before you go back to bed. Yoongi explains to everyone that you’ll be taking a few days without sex to give your body a break, something all the boys agree to.

You sleep so well that night; you feel well-rested the next day.

A week later, you find yourself exhausted from work on a Friday night as you kick off your shoes by the door of your boyfriends’ apartment. They had been gone for a few days for a photoshoot in Finland, and they would be arriving home shortly.

You begin undressing as you draw a bath in Namjoon’s bathroom. You feel yourself instantly relax as you sink into the tub, your eyes shut as you play your music and inhale the lavender scent of your bubble bath.

“She’s here! I’m so excited to see her,” you hear Jungkook say as they pile into the apartment, your eyes opening slowly as you sit up, turning to place your arms on the tub and your chin on your hands as you wait for your boyfriends to find you.

“She’s not here!”

“Not in here either!”

“Where is she?!”

The bathroom door opens and you wave at Namjoon with a giddy smile.

“Baby,” he sighs in relief as he kneels in front of you, his large hand cupping your face. “I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too,” you reply as his lips brush against yours, his other hand cupping your face as well.

“Found her!” Jungkook shouts as he steps in the bathroom, a dazzling smile on his face.

“Jungkookie!” You greet him as he kneels beside Namjoon, kissing you eagerly.

“Okay boys, hand me my towel and head out before this bathroom gets crowded,” you state as you get up, showing your bare body to both men. Their hungry eyes roam over your wet body before their gaze meets yours.

“You’ve seen me naked and wet before,” you rolled your eyes as you cocked your hip and raised your brow.

“Fuck,” Jungkook breathes, Namjoon nodding in agreement as you take Jungkook’s hand as you step out of the tub. Namjoon wraps you up in a towel before both of them leave the bathroom.

You dry your body, looking through Namjoon’s closet before taking one of his shirts to put on before joining your boyfriends in the living room.

“Baby!” Your boyfriends shout as they tackle you into hugs, kisses, and I miss you’s.

Once you’re sure everyone has gotten a hug, you get pulled into Namjoon’s lap, his chin resting on your shoulder with his arms wrapped securely around your waist as they fill you in about their trip. You listen intently, nodding and smiling in the appropriate places as you feel your heart slowly sink to your stomach once you realize how much you had truly missed out on.

“We’re going to take showers and unpack before we order dinner, but we want to hear about your adventures while we were gone,” Jungkook smiles brightly as he kisses the top of your head before the boys disperse, leaving you alone with Namjoon.

“Everything okay, baby?” Namjoon asks softly as he laced his finger with yours.

“Nothing, nothing,” you waved him off with a wry smile that had him raising a brow at you until your gaze met his.

“You can tell me, baby.”

“I just missed you all,” you admit in a soft tone, looking down at your legs before meeting Namjoon’s gaze.

“We missed you too, so much.” Namjoon takes your hand in his, raising it to his lips to plant a kiss on it.

“I love you, Namjoon.”

Namjoon feels himself blush, smiling shyly, “I love you too.”

“You can just toss that in the hamper, babe,” Jin says as you help him unpack later that day.

“Did you have fun?” You ask as you throw the clothes into the hamper, shutting it after, before joining Jin at his bed.

“Sure, but work is still work,” he shrugs as he shuts his suitcase and puts it away.

“I know, babe,” you smile wryly before you allow him to curl up beside you, wrapping your arms around him as he holds you close.

“Tae, Hoseok and I spent a lot of time together on this trip.”

“Did you now?” You muse as you hold him right, your lips planting a kiss on the top of his head.

“We did, but we all missed you desperately,” he admits with a sigh as he looks up at you.

“I missed all of you so much, Jinnie,” you reply before your lips meet his in a passionate kiss that has your toes curling in response.

“I’m glad I’m home now,” Jin admits as he holds you close as you snuggle further in his arms.

“Me too,” you grin as you peck his cheek. Jin holds you close, not wanting to let you go just yet but you know you need to make your rounds and see all your boys before you go to bed that night.

Jin knows he has to share you with the others. The thought dampens his mood slightly, but he pushes it to the back of his mind as he tries to revel in the moment. Your kisses soothing him as he holds you tight in his arms.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs against your lips before he captures them with his, his hands cupping your face as he holds you close.

“So are you,” you murmur in response as your lips brush against his once again, clinging to him as he gets over you, his lips trailing kisses down your neck until you’re a withering mess beneath him.

“Jin,” you gasp as your fingers become laced in his hair, tugging at it until he groans in response, lips meeting yours once again.

“Take a nap with me, baby. I just want to hold you in my arms a little longer,” Jin whispers as he holds you flush against his chest, not wanting to release you just yet.

“For a little while,” you concede as you hold him close to your chest, running your fingers through his hair until he finally falls asleep much later.

“Fuck, Tae. Tae!” You rouse from your sleep to the sounds of moans. Your brows furrowed in confusion as you see Jin sleeping peacefully beside you, down for the count.

“Minnie! Baby, please,” more moans fill your ears as you sit up, rubbing your eyes as you quietly get out of bed and out of Jin’s bedroom.

You tiptoe down the hall, following the moans until you end up in front of Taehyung’s bedroom, pushing the door open just a crack.

You cover your mouth to muffle your gasp, your hand grips the doorknob as you see Jimin grinding down on Taehyung.

You watch for a moment, Taehyung gripping Jimin’s hips tighter, moaning as their lips meet once again. You bite back a moan; the door pushing open further as Taehyung's eyes meet yours while Jimin is kissing and nipping at his neck.

Taehyung smirks at you, motioning for you to come into his bedroom, which you do so eagerly, shutting the door after you.

“Minnie,” Taehyung moans as he bucks his hip upward. “Would you let our baby girl join us?”

“Yes, yes!” Jimin moans in response as his lips meet Taehyung’s once again, their tongues intertwining as you sit beside Tae.

Jimin isn’t surprised to see you, his thigh covering yours as he holds you and Taehyung in place, rolling his hips as the two of you plant kisses on every inch of skin you can reach. Your hands explore him, removing his shirt to expose more of his skin.

“Jimin,” you moan as you feel his throbbing erection aching to be released. You run your hands down his torso, unbuttoning his pants before you pull down the zipper and tug down his pants.

“Baby,” Jimin moans, biting his bottom lip as he gives you a sultry look that has you squeezing your thighs.

“I want you, both of you,” you respond as Jimin begins trailing kisses down your neck until they’re taking your shirt off and tossing it onto their floor.

“Oh, Y/n,” Jimin moans your name in a dulcet tone that has your panties damp.

Jimin doesn’t know who to pay the most attention too, exchanging kisses with you and Taehyung until the younger male has him pinned down to the mattress.

You giggle from beside them, watching Taehyung trail kisses down his exposed skin until he’s pulling his pants down his legs, throwing them onto the floor.

Jimin moans Taehyung’s name, his eyes shut as his legs wrap around the younger man’s hips. You both kneel between his thick thighs, pulling his boxers off completely as he writhes beneath the two of you.

“Y/n,” Jimin whines as you suck your mark on his hip, smirking as you lave your tongue over his hip. Taehyung does the same on his left, leaving several marks to show where he’s been before the two of you kiss a trail to his cock. Jimin whines, bucking his hips as his hard cock leaks pre-cum, his soft whimpers riling you up as your eyes meet Taehyung’s.

“Cock or balls?” Tae asks with a raised brow.

“Balls?” You ask in turn, Taehyung nodded before his lips envelope Jimin’s cock as you lave your tongue over his balls before suckling them teasingly. Jimin squirms beneath the two of you, begging for mercy but to no use as the two of you suckle his cock enthusiastically.

“Baby,” Jimin grunts, his heart racing in his chest as he grips the sheets in his fists, pleasure overwhelming his body. He bucks his hips upward a couple of times, making Taehyung gag slightly. Taehyung inhales through his nose, his eyes fixated on Jimin’s face as he moans before Taehyung is gripping his hips to anchor him to the bed.

You scoot in a bit, your hand rolling his balls in your palm as your tongue joins Taehyung’s on Jimin’s cock. An obscene, high-pitched moan escapes Jimin, his thighs quivering as he warns the two of you of his impending orgasm.

Taehyung pulls back, his hand stroking Jimin’s shaft as you suckle the head before the two of you are teasing Jimin slightly. Jimin tenses, moaning your names as he grips the sheets so hard his knuckles go white from the exertion. His body is tense, his abdomen taut, his head thrown back in ecstasy as you wrap your lips around his cock, bobbing up and down a few times until the first spurt of cum coats your tongue.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jimin chants as he continues to cum into your mouth, Taehyung pumping his cock until he’s milked every last drop out of the older man.

“Holy shit!” Jimin breathes as he slumps further into the mattress, you finally pull off his cock after licking it clean. You swallow thickly, smiling at Taehyung, who bites his lip before moving closer to you. His large hands cup your face, drawing you into a kiss, tasting his boyfriend on your tongue.

“So good,” Taehyung murmurs before moving back slightly, motioning for you to lie beside Jimin.

Jimin welcomes you with open arms, slightly out of breath as you kiss his neck, your fingers running along the smooth planes of his chest. You faintly see a soft blush on his cheek, his hand cupping your face to pull you into a gentle kiss. Taehyung watches from the sidelines, his chest filled with warmth at seeing the two of you together.

Jimin breaks the kiss, smirking as he moves down your body to kiss your chest before his tongue is swirling around your nipple, your soft moans spurring him on.

Taehyung strokes his cock, moving between your legs, wrapping them around his hips. He looks down at you, biting back a moan as he notices how wet you are, rubbing his cock along your fold to coat it in your arousal. You moan, feeling the head of his cock smack against your clit repeatedly before he teasingly pushes into your entrance, only to pull out and do it again.

“Tae,” you whine with a pout, making Jimin chuckle as he runs his hand down your body to grip Taehyung’s cock. Taehyung smirks, Jimin pushing more of Tae’s cock into you, only to withdraw it after before his fingers rub at your clit.

“Tease,” you groan before Taehyung pushes into you fully, your hands gripping his arms as he nestles himself deep inside you. Jimin continues to rub your clit, drinking in the moans that you release as Taehyung pumps in and out of you, gripping your thighs before he brings your legs together to place your ankles over his shoulder.

Taehyung thrusts slowly, the heavy drag of his cock on your silken walls drives you insane as Jimin kisses his way up your body.

“Fuck, Y/n. I’ve missed fucking you,” Taehyung admits gruffly as he places kisses on your ankles and the soles of your feet. You giggle, feeling him fuck you harder.

“I missed it too, Tae. It’s been too long,” you sigh in content as Taehyung holds your legs, picking up his pace as his hips slam against your ass. Jimin watches the two of you with lust-filled eyes, touching your body with fleeting touches as Taehyung begins to fuck you harder and faster. You’ve missed his big cock, missed being spread open by him as he hits your cervix.

Each of his thrusts has his cock kissing the soft spot, your nails digging into Jimin’s thighs as you hold on to him, your lips meeting his in a messy kiss as you jostle from Taehyung’s thrusts.

Jimin kisses you before Taehyung repositions you so you’re on your hands and knees, ass in the air for him to grab and spank as he pleases. He teases your wet cunt, pushing into you slowly before grabbing your hips and grinding into you.

Jimin moves to kneel beside him, his lips meeting Taehyung’s for a moment, enjoying the taste of his lips before he trails kisses down his neck. Taehyung rubs at your clit, thrusting into you harshly when Jimin nips his neck, a guttural groan escaping him.

“Fuck her, Tae. Show me how you make her cum,” Jimin bites his plump bottom lip before moving away to watch the two of you.

Taehyung smirks, picking up the pace, your moans growing louder as Taehyung’s balls smack against your ass. He moans your name, your pussy clenching around him over and over again. Your head falls forward into the pillows, your back arched and your ass high in the air as Taehyung takes no mercy on your wet cunt.

“So good,” he grunts as you moan his name in reply. Your body is flushed with sweat and heat; your stomach clenching as you feel your body tingling as your toes curl.

“Tae! Taehyung!” His name rolls off your tongue with urgency, his thrusts speeding up as the head of his cock kisses your cervix, his dexterous fingers rubbing your clit until you gasp, panting for air.

“Tae!” His name escapes you in a heady cry as you tremble when your orgasm hits you hard and fast, clenching around Taehyung tightly enough to make him cum, his thrusts erratic as he gasps in surprise when he fills your cunt with his seed. He wraps an arm around your shoulders to pull you into his chest, thrusting into you until you’ve milked his cock dry.

“Fuck,” Jimin curses as Taehyung carefully pulls out of you to lie at your side. Jimin lies on the other side, caressing your body as you try to catch your breath, your eyes on Taehyung.

“Fuck,” you giggle, making him smile bashfully before nodding in agreement. Jimin looks at his hands shyly when you look over at him, beckoning him closer to kiss his lips.

“What’s wrong, pretty Minnie?” You stroke his hair, pushing some of it behind his ear.

He looks down causing you to look down as well before going, “oh!”

“I’m sorry,” he blushes as Taehyung chuckles, leaning over you to kiss his lips.

“You got turned on watching us?” Jimin nods, answering Taehyung’s question.

You lay back, spreading your cum covered thighs, using the cum to smear it further and making it as slippery as possible before looking at Jimin, “you can fuck my thighs.”

Jimin blinked owlishly, looking at Taehyung before looking down at you, you nod. Jimin slowly moves between your thighs, gripping your legs and placing them over his shoulders as he positioned you to fuck them.

The sensation was new to him as well as you, and although it wasn’t as delectable as burying himself in your cunt, it provided enough stimulation for him to get off. Jimin moaned, looking down at your cunt dripping with cum as he slid between your beautiful thighs, his balls slapping against your ass with each thrust. His abs tightened, soft coos escaping his lips as he fucked you.

Taehyung watched in amusement, wondering if this was something he should try as well. Jimin’s eyes fluttered shut, moaning as his breathing grew heavy from the exertion. His body tingled with pleasure, his high gnawing closer and closer.

“Yes, Minnie. Fuck me, baby. I want you to cum for me,” you plead, moaning his name as he grunts, cursing as his cock throbs, his balls tightening before your name rolls off his tongue over and over again as his seed spills over your cunt and thighs. Jimin thrusts languidly, out of breath as he pulls away from the mess he’s made of you before lying on his side.

“Fuck,” he breathes as he pushes his hair, damp with sweat, back to expose his forehead. You kiss his cheek, cuddling him as he snuggles into you while Taehyung wraps his arm around the both of you.

“How are you feeling?” Tae asked the two of you as he plants a kiss on your bare shoulder.

“Satiated,” Jimin wiggles his eyebrows before yawning. “Tired.”

“Go to sleep, Minnie. We’ll be right here,” Taehyung assures him as Jimin yawns again, snuggling further into you, his arm draped over your hip as he closes his eyes.

Taehyung chuckles, amused at how quick he’s able to fall asleep while you watch Jimin. Tae rubs your back, kissing it gently.

You can feel your heart still racing in your chest, your eyes soft as you take in Jimin’s angelic face, sleeping so peacefully beside you. You feel a slight queasiness, your palms grow sweaty as you get butterflies in your stomach from looking at him. Taehyung moves his arm away from you, pushing his hair out of his eyes so he can see the two of you better. He sighs heavily, his heart beating so fast it seems like it’s thundering in his ears. Was this all real?

Taehyung wraps his arm around your waist, he’s still not sure if you’re just a figment of his imagination but when he feels you plant a kiss on his palm, he exhales; it’s real.

Jimin’s soft snores fill the silence in the bedroom, his hair covering his eyes as he sleeps peacefully on your left.

“You know,” Taehyung starts, his voice barely above a whisper. “I still can’t wrap my head around this. If I’m being honest, I haven’t stopped thinking about you and Namjoon hyung since your birthday. I know I came off as a fuckboy or whatever, but I do care about both of you...about you.”

You’re careful to roll over, not wanting to wake up Jimin in the process, to face Taehyung. His eyes are filled with sincerity, shutting when your palm cups his cheek, your thumb caressing it delicately. Your eyes roam over his face, admiring the mole on his nose and lip, kissing both before you speak, “you should have told us.”

“I wasn’t sure I could, baby. You and hyung we’re together and Jin and I were just guests? It wasn’t until you announced that the two of you were dating Jungkook that I thought I stood a chance, but then I saw how affected Jin was,” Taehyung paused for a moment, swallowing thickly. You take his hand in yours and squeeze it gently.

“When Muster rolled around he and I got together, I guess my teasing on stage was too much for both of us,” he chuckles as his cheeks burned scarlet. You offer him a warm smile, kissing his nose again as you wait for him to continue.

“We talked about you and Namjoon, and how we wished we could both be with you. I lied when I said I didn’t have feelings for the two of you. I-I was scared,” Taehyung twiddles his thumbs as he looks away from you. “Jin was the one who told me it was okay for me to want both you and him, he had been feeling conflicted over loving the two of you. I’m sure by now you know about Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi?”

You nod, Namjoon had mentioned their relationship early on in yours, reassuring you that it had been over when he pursued you. Now that you were dating Yoongi, Namjoon had been ecstatic to have him back and despite Jin having feelings for the both of you as well as Yoongi, he had been hesitant to speak up.

“Then Jungkook got a chance to be with you both and we were a little hurt and incredibly jealous of him for a while, but you both looked so happy with him. Then Yoongi got to join too, which drew me closer to Jin.

Eventually, Jimin came to me to confess his feelings for you and so we all felt the same. I think Jin dealt with his feelings the best, but it pained him to avoid you. Even after talking to Namjoon, he seemed adamant about moving on.

We all love you and Namjoon, so when Hoseok admitted his feelings for you after Jin, I knew that was my chance. I had to tell you how I felt; I had hidden it so far deep inside me, that my veins felt like they were igniting with exhilaration at finally admitting it. Namjoon already knows how I feel about him, he talked with each of us while we were away; I love him. I love you too, so much. Having you in my arms after all this time, it feels like heaven,” Taehyung brushed his lips against yours, his hand caressing your cheek before kissing you again.

“I love you, Taehyung. I wish I would have known sooner, but I’m glad I know now. I want to make you happy, all of you. I love you all so much,” you murmur as you turn your head to kiss his palm.

“You know, it’s so hard not to fall in love with them. They’re so amazing and it’s so confusing, but now it’s not, it makes sense. We’re soulmates, all of us,” Taehyung squeezes your hand, raising it to his lips to kiss it.

Your chest fills with warmth at his words, tears prickling in the corner of your eyes as you meet his gentle gaze. You knew the boys themselves were soulmates, anyone could surely see that; they fit so incredibly well. Seven pieces of a puzzle who fit perfectly; complemented each other and destined to be together, but for Tae to include you in that, it made you feel overwhelmed with heartfelt emotion.

“You think we’re all soulmates?” You whisper, Taehyung cups your face gently, his eyes boring into yours.

“Of course, I do. You’ve changed our lives so much, for the better. We all love you so much, baby. Don’t ever doubt that. I know all of us didn’t have a great start with you, but we love and cherish you deeply. We wouldn’t be complete without you, just ask any of our boyfriends, they’ll agree wholeheartedly.” You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat as you try not to cry, Tae’s crooked grin helping you relax as you take a shuddering breath, his fingers caressing your cheek delicately.

Taehyung smiles, leaning into you, his lips meeting yours, his tongue pressing against the seam of your lips until they part to allow him in.

“Oh Tae,” you moan as you end up on your back instead of your side, Taehyung smiles down at you before he kisses down your jaw to your neck. He happily nips at the flesh, adding more marks to your already decorated skin.

Your hands thread themselves in his hair, tugging it as he kisses you. You spread your legs for him, one hand running down his body to his erection. He releases a soft moan, his dark eyes meeting yours as you stroke him, spreading pre-cum around the tip.

“Baby,” he rasps, his eyes shut as he thrusts into your hand, wishing more than anything that it was your cunt.

“Tae, baby,” you bite your bottom lip, your legs wrapping around his hips to draw him near. He hesitates, turning to see Jimin still fast asleep as he moves in closer to you. Your lips meet, your hands settling around his neck as he lines himself up at your entrance. Your thighs are still tacky with his cum from before, some still inside you as he pushes in, making you gasp into the kiss.

His tongue caresses yours, swallowing your lewd moans as he easily bottoms out. He can feel you pulsating around his cock and it has him grunting as his lips leave yours to settle on your chest.

“I love you,” he whispers, looking up to meet your gaze as his slow pace has him reaching deep within you, your toes curling with each thrust. You hold him tighter, your thighs holding him in place as you kiss him again, wanting more of him.

Taehyung shakes his hair out of his eyes, his hips grinding down on you as he pushes in and out, making sure you take every delicious inch he has to offer. You feel so good wrapped around him, sucking him in and tightening around him as he withdraws.

“Fuck, baby. I love you,” he pants as he grips your hips after repositioning himself. You want him closer, much closer, so you have him switch places with you before you sink on his cock. Your thighs rest on either side of his hips as he sits with you in his lap, chests pressed together and his large hands resting on your back.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he admits as you kiss his neck, your hands laced in his hair.

“I have as well,” you respond as you softly bounce in his lap, loving how deep he is inside you. His hands caress your body, his lips on yours as you clench around him, eager to have a second fill of his seed.

“Please,” you beg, moaning his name over and over, your nipples brushing against his chest, stimulating you further as his thumb rubs your clit. “Taehyung, please.”

He smiles, kissing the top of your head as he thrusts upward, his thumb working rigid circles into your clit. You whimper, your nails digging into his back as you bury your face in his neck to muffle the sinful cry of his name that rolls off your tongue as you orgasm. Taehyung holds you, giving you a few more sloppy thrusts before he cums inside you, coating your walls in his viscous seed.

You don’t want to get off him, but he lifts you off and lays you beside him, pecking your lips before he takes a look at the mess he’s made. With a curse, he spreads your legs further, two of his fingers dipping into it before he brings it to his lips, tasting himself and you. You watch him intently as he goes for seconds, this time bringing his cum coated fingers to your lips, parting them for him to slide his fingers in. You suck them clean, opening your mouth to release them when you’re done. He chuckles, shaking his head as he kisses you once again.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and into bed,” Taehyung whispers as he helps you off the bed toward the bathroom that connects his bedroom with Hoseok and Jimin’s room.

Taehyung is quiet as he sets you on the counter, carefully cleaning you up as best he can before he allows you to use the bathroom while he gets you a shirt to wear to bed.

“Do you want to take a bath, baby? You’ve had an intense evening,” Taehyung suggests as he pulls you into a hug, your head nuzzled into his neck as he strokes your back gently. You nod weakly, allowing Taehyung to set you back on the counter before he begins to fill the tub with water. He moves silently to open the cabinet, taking out a glass container that’s filled to the brim with bath bombs.

You smile, “you have so many.”

Taehyung stands in front of you, allowing you to pick your bath bomb, “Hyung and I like using them to help you, Yoongi, Jimmie and Jungkookie relax.”

You nod in understanding, thanking him as he helps you off the counter so you can set the bath bomb into the warm tub. You watch it begin to fizz; the water changing into a soft pink, a sweet aroma filling the room while a small flower floats to the top.

“Will you join me?” You ask softly, meeting Taehyung’s sleepy gaze.

“Anything for you,” he brushes his lips against yours ever so gently before he helps you into the tub, getting in after you. He holds you between his legs, kissing your shoulder a few times before he helps you wash your hair.

“How are you feeling? Honestly? I know it can’t be easy being with all of us and you’re under no obligation to be, you know that, right?” Taehyung questions you firmly as he carefully rinses your hair, being mindful to not let any shampoo wind up in your pretty eyes.

“Yes, I know, Taetae. I love all of you, I want to be with all of you. I honestly think we can all make this work as long as we communicate honestly with each other. The moment we feel we can’t speak honestly will be the moment this comes crashing down on us. I want to spend time with all of you, I want to make sure all of you feel loved and special and not neglected. You’ll be honest with me, won’t you?”

“Of course, baby. I know I lied about having feelings for you and hyung, but I promise I won’t ever do that again. It hurt too much to keep it to myself,” Taehyung swallows thickly, distracting himself by washing your back, littering kisses on your shoulders as you lean back to him, his head rising as you lay back on his shoulder. Your eyes meet his, glimmering with adoration.

“You do so much for us, Taehyungie. Let us take care of you too,” Taehyung nods, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he finishes washing your body. You relax in the bath with him, enjoying the peacefulness of it all until your skin starts to prune and Taehyung has to convince you to get out of the tub, offering to towel dry your hair in return for getting dressed.

Once you’re dressed, he takes you back to bed to tuck you in beside Jimin. Jimin rolls over and pulls you close to him as Taehyung gets in bed behind you, covering the two of you with a blanket.

“Y/n,” he whispers after a moment, his fingers drawing circles on your exposed thigh.

“Hmm?” You hum in response, looking over your shoulder at him.

“I love you.”

A few days later, you find yourself waking up later than usual in one of your boyfriends’ shirts. You walk to the kitchen, taking a seat on a barstool as you wait to wake up fully before trying to make food or coffee.

“Good morning!” You hear as you turn around, Jimin walks in with a smile on his face.

“Minnie, it’s almost 3 pm, it’s not morning,” Tae states as he joins the two of you. You hold your hands out, opening and closing them with a pout on your lips. The men chuckle, giving you hugs before Taehyung makes you coffee and Jimin sets you down on the counter, standing between your thighs, his hands running up and down them.

“Don’t start,” Tae rolls his eyes as he watches from the sidelines.

“‘M not doing anything,” Jimin murmurs as he inched closer and closer to your panties, you squeeze your thighs together, capturing his hand between them before opening them again and smirking.

Jimin chuckles, his lips meeting yours as his fingers brush along your panty-clad cunt, growing wetter by the second as Jimin’s other hand goes under your shirt to cup your breast, his fingers lightly brushing your nipple.

“Minnie,” you arch into him, your thighs wrapping around his waist as you hold him close, his lips trailing kisses down your neck, nipping at the flesh to make you moan his name over and over again.

Jimin breaks the kiss, smiling before kissing Taehyung and letting him know he’ll be waiting for him in the bedroom.

“I don’t know where he gets all this stamina from, my dick might actually fall off,” Taehyung mutters as he hands you a mug of coffee that you take gratefully. Taehyung stands between your thighs, rubbing them absentmindedly as you drink your coffee, exchanging kisses every so often.

“Please don't fuck on the counter, I’m making dinner later,” Jin looks between the two of you with a raised brow.

“We weren’t doing anything,” you blush as Jin comes over to kiss you quickly.

“Where’s everyone?” You ask as Taehyung begins kissing your neck, Jin took the mug out of your hand so you won’t spill it on yourself or Tae. Your hands grip Taehyung’s shoulders, melting into his touch as his hands cupped your breasts over your shirt.

“Yoongi is asleep, he was at the studio all night until Hoseok brought him home so they’re together, Jimin is in his room waiting for Tae, I just got home from buying groceries and your other two workaholics are at the studio. I want all of us to have dinner together but I doubt they’ll come home,” Jin huffs, a bit annoyed but he’s used to it.

“I’ll go get them,” you offer, but Tae whines in protest as he releases you.

“What’s going on?” Hoseok asks as he walks in shirtless in nothing but a pair of black basketball shorts, ruffling his mussed hair; from bed or Yoongi, you’re not sure. Well damn, he looks good enough to eat.

“I’m making dinner for everyone tonight, so you better not go anywhere. Tell everyone,” Jin states as he puts away the groceries and begins to look through a recipe book.

“Okay,” Hoseok shrugs as he yawns and walks over to you to kiss your forehead, then Taehyung’s. “Oh, Jimin’s waiting for you.”

Taehyung smirks, waving as he leaves the kitchen to join his boyfriend in his bedroom. Jin shakes his head, but smiles anyway before Hoseok finds himself between your thighs.

“Did you sleep okay?” You ask as you wrap your arms around his neck, your thighs wrapped securely around his hips to keep him from leaving. He holds your hips, moving one hand beneath your shirt.

“Hyung and I were up late,” Hoseok admits, blushing as he pecks your lips.

“We know,” Jin coughs, making you giggle as Hoseok shakes his head.

“Don’t mind him,” you grin as his soft hands cup your cunt through your panties, making you gasp as his thumb pressed down on your clit. You moan as he moves your panties to the side, not surprised to see you glisten with wetness.

“I don’t,” he hums in return, pushing a finger into you. “Looks like our princess has been busy today.”

“Perhaps a little bit,” you respond as he sinks a second finger into you, his lips planting kisses on the column of your throat.

Hoseok fingers you slowly, pushing in and out as you moan, gripping his shoulders, your nails digging into him. He moans your name, his cock growing hard as he continues his ministrations. Yoongi may have worn him out last night, but he sure was up to fill you with his cum.

“Hoseok, really?” Jin sighs before shaking his head in mock disapproval. Hoseok ignores him, noting the way you’re tightening around his fingers, your breathing grows heavy, your thighs quiver before you’re moaning his name and coming for him. Hoseok beams with pride, withdrawing his fingers from you once you’ve come down from your high.

Hoseok licks them clean as you hop off the counter, motioning for Jin to come over. He does so, you notice his obvious erection and smirk, cupping him through his pants as you unbutton them, pulling them down his thighs before turning to Hoseok and pulling his shorts down.

You grip both cocks in your hands, stroking them as you kneel on the kitchen floor, looking up at both fucked out men. Their throbbing cocks big and hard in your hands.

You take Hoseok in your mouth, his deep moans making your cunt throb in response as you bob up and down his cock while stroking Jin. Both moan softly before turning to each other and kissing their hands on your head as they push you down further on Hoseok’s dick. You gag, inhaling sharply through your nose right after before moving back and spluttering, saliva coating your lips and cheeks.

An apology is mumbled your way before you continue, Hoseok’s stomach taut as you bob up and down, your tongue swirling around the head before laving at the slit. Pre-cum coats your tongue as you go, your eyes meeting his as inhale deeply before taking him down your throat, your nose meeting his pelvis.

Jin grunts in appreciation, his cock fucking your hand as he watches you with his younger boyfriend. Hoseok clutches onto Jin’s arm, moaning desperately as you swallow around him before moving back down only to repeat it.

“Fuck, princess. Keep going, s-so close,” Hoseok stutters as his eyes flutter shut, heat pooling deep in his abdomen as your mouth works his cock for all it’s worth. Tears prick your eyes and saliva spills from your lips as you suckle him faster, teasing his slit until he moans your name, coupled with curse words. Hoseok grips the counter tightly, Jin with his other hand as he cums in your mouth, you swallowing every drop.

“She’s way too good at that,” Hoseok hisses as he removes his cock from your mouth, holding onto the counter as he catches his breath.

Jin chuckles as you go over to him, kissing the head of his cock a few times before licking the shaft with your hand wrapped around the base. You spit on it, your tongue spreading it around before you take him in your mouth, his resounding moan spurring you on.

Hoseok kisses Jin, his hands sliding under the elder’s shirt, pinching his nipple to have him cry out his name. You look up at them, their eyes meet yours before Jin’s hand is pressed to the back of your head, guiding you as you suck on his cock.

Hoseok trails several kisses down Jin’s neck, sinking his teeth into it to make him grunt. Jin wraps his hand around the nape of Hoseok’s neck, holding him in place as he kisses him.

Jin’s cock feels heavy on your tongue, wishing you could have him fuck you then and there, but you’ll settle for him fucking your throat. You lick his slit, his groan making your thighs clench as a new wave of arousal washed over you, your hand moving between your thighs to push two fingers inside you.

Hoseok breaks the kiss, sinking to his knees beside you before his tongue meets Jin’s cock. You move over a tad, allowing him more room as the two of you take turns sucking Jin off. Jin clutches the counter, looking down at the two of you with lust-filled eyes.

Hoseok takes the lead, sucking and bobbing his head up and down while you rise from your knees, withdrawing your fingers from yourself. Jin opens his mouth to receive them, wrapping his tongue around them to suck them dry. Your lips capture his, swallowing the moans Hoseok draws from him.

“Fuck, it feels so good,” Jin whimpers as his forehead rests on your shoulder, his hand threaded in Hoseok’s hair as he feels his stomach clench. He sinks his teeth into his bottom lip, a hasty warning of his impending orgasm filling the room as Hoseok moves back, jerking Jin off with his eyes closed as Jin releases onto his lips and cheeks.

You bite back a moan at the sight, dropping to your knees as Hoseok opens his eyes, giggling as he licks his lips. You turn him to face you, your eyes studying the mess on his face before you stick your tongue out and licked the cum off his cheeks and lips.

“Holy fuck,” Jin rasps, his hooded eyes glazed with lust as you kiss Hoseok before rising and helping him off the floor.

“I need to go get our boyfriends from work, but we’ll be back for dinner. Thanks for breakfast!” You tease as you run off to a bedroom to get dressed.

Thirty minutes later, you find yourself walking to Namjoon’s studio after being dropped off. You know Jin would be starting dinner after cleaning up the kitchen, so you wanted to make sure the three of you weren’t late. The last thing you needed was to make everyone wait on the three of you.

You stop in front of Namjoon’s door, taking your shoes off and allowing yourself in as quietly as possible as to not interrupt his work. However, the sight you walk in on has you surprised.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck, keep going. Y-yes, baby. Ngh, baby,” Namjoon moans, his fingers threaded in Jungkook’s hair as the younger bobs up and down, sucking the life out of Joon.

You take a seat on the couch, waving when Namjoon turns to face you, his face displaying his pleasure. Jungkook waves with one hand before continuing with what he was doing, his other hand wrapped around his cock. You stand from your seat, lifting the hem of your dress, sliding your panties down your legs to kick them off to the side before you sit on the couch again with your legs spread and your fingers teasing your cunt.

Namjoon gulps, licking his lips hungrily before looking down at Jungkook, “baby boy, why don’t you go show our girl how much you’ve missed her.”

Jungkook releases Joon’s cock, kissing the head before crawling his way over to you. He strokes your thighs, pressing kisses on them before he moves your hand out of the way. Namjoon sits beside you, his hand pumping his cock as he watches his boyfriend lick you teasingly.

“What brings you here, my love?”

“Jin’s making dinner for everyone, attendance is mandatory,” you breathe as Jungkook takes a swipe of your wet pussy, moaning in delight at the taste.

“I’m glad you came,” Namjoon smiles, his lips meeting yours as he pulls down your dress, exposing your bare breasts. His hands cup your tits, rolling the nipples between his fingertips before he takes one in his mouth.

“You taste divine,” Namjoon murmurs, “doesn’t she, Kookie?”

Jungkook looks up, nodding in agreement before diving back between your legs, his tongue circling your clit as two of his beautiful fingers push into you.

“So wet,” Jungkook whimpers, his fingers coated in your essence as he pushes them back in, curling them as his tongue dances on your clit. You arch into him, his touch and Namjoon’s becoming too much as you squeeze his head between your thighs. Namjoon chuckles darkly, his hand pushing Jungkook further into your cunt as your moans grow higher in pitch, wanton and lewd.

“Joon, Kook! Fuck, please,” you’re not sure what you’re crying out for but you grasp Jungkook’s hair in your hands, holding him in place as your orgasm washes over you.

Jungkook giggles happily as you cum on his tongue, his lips meeting yours after.

“Let’s get you out of this dress,” Namjoon muses as he helps you up long enough to pull the dress over your head and lay on his chair.

“I don’t know if the couch will work, but I don’t want you on the floor. Jungkook, why don’t you let noona undress you?”

Jungkook nods, a deep blush forming on his cheeks as you help him undress. Namjoon has begun undressing, opening a small drawer to pull out a condom and a bottle of lube.

Namjoon lies on the couch, waiting for you to finish undressing Jungkook with a devilish grin decorating his face. Jungkook gets redder, his doe eyes widen as you take his boxers off, your lips meeting his.

“I’ve missed you so much, Kookie. I love you,” you tell him warmly, kissing the mole on his neck.

“Why don’t you show her what you’ve got on?” Namjoon teases with a smile, you turn to look at him then back at Namjoon with a bemused look on your face.

Jungkook twiddles his fingers before turning around and bending slightly, showing a small anal plug with a purple heart-shaped gem.

Namjoon motions for Jungkook to get on the couch on his knees, with his hands on the top and his back facing the two of you. Jungkook looks at you, your hand cupping his cheek as you kiss him, Namjoon’s hand gripping the plug. Jungkook feels a tingle go down his back, moaning when his boyfriend pulls the plug slightly before pushing it back in.

“H-hyung,” his voice is hoarse, his head falls forward on his hands as you rub his back in soothing circles. You kiss his cheek, “you’re doing so well, baby. You want Joonie to fuck you?”

“Y-yes, pl-please,” Jungkook stutters cutely, moaning as Namjoon repeats his actions as your hand wraps around his throbbing erection, whimpers escaping his pretty pink lips.

Namjoon sits beside Jungkook, sliding under him so that Jungkook can straddle him, your hand moving away from Jungkook’s dick. You watch as Namjoon kisses the younger man, whispering soft praises as his large hands began to stroke Jungkook’s back and thighs.

“You’re doing so well, Kookie. We love you so much,” Namjoon whispers, his hands cupping his face as he kisses him. Jungkook moaned into the kiss, his arms wrapped around Namjoon to pull him closer.

“Babe, grab the condom for us, please.” You nod, grabbing the condom and lube to hand to Namjoon. He thanks you, his attention returning to Jungkook as he slowly withdraws the plug to set aside. Jungkook groans at the feeling, immediately missing the fullness of it.

“J-Joon,” he whimpers into the elder’s neck, his hips grinding down on Namjoon in search of any stimulation that will have him climbing to his orgasm.

“Soon, baby,” Namjoon reassures him as he opens the lube, squeezing a bit onto his fingers as he slowly pushes one into Jungkook.

“Fuck,” Jungkook curses, his hips sinking onto Namjoon’s finger, wanting more. Namjoon’s intense gaze is on his boyfriend as you watch from the side, your fingers teasing your slit while the other hand plays with your breasts.

Namjoon cautiously adds a second finger, Jungkook moaning his name in pleasure, whimpering and crying Namjoon’s name as his cock throbs, aching for relief.

“How’s that feel, baby?”

“G-good, ngh, so good, hyung,” Jungkook’s head is fuzzy as pleasure consumes him, desire pooling deep in his belly as his forehead presses against Namjoon, his doe eyes closed as he revels in the pleasure of the elder’s touch. You moan softly, mixing with the moans of your two boyfriends before you watch as Namjoon tears the condom open, putting it on quickly before adding some lube. He strokes his cock, his lips pecking Jungkook’s as they exchange kisses and sweet nothings.

“Let me know if it’s too much or not enough,” Namjoon instructs the younger male, who nods as Namjoon slowly pushes into Jungkook, who moans before biting his lip. Namjoon holds his hips, encouraging him softly as Jungkook sinks down further until Namjoon is fully seated inside.

“Take all the time you need, baby boy.”

Jungkook nods, clinging to Namjoon as he presses kisses all over his face, “love you. Love you so much, hyung. Noona too.”

“We love you too, baby. Don’t ever doubt that,” Namjoon looks at you, his warm smile makes you blush as Jungkook slowly lifts his hips, his saccharine moans filling the small room.

“Joon,” Jungkook is lost in his pleasure, Namjoon filling him just right. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

Namjoon chuckles, his ears red as he kisses Jungkook’s cheek, allowing him to set the pace. You feel so full of love as you watch their interaction, knowing you’re beyond lucky to have had this work out so well.

“Let me lay down, so Y/n can join us,” Jungkook nods as Namjoon holds him as he moves to lay on his back before he looks over at you. “Babe, sit on my face.”

You choke on your spit, “what?”

“Sit on my face, baby,” Namjoon chuckles at your expression as Jungkook nods enthusiastically. You rise from your seat, with shaky legs you make your way over to Namjoon, carefully sinking down on his face.

“Fuck yeah,” he grunts as he grips your thighs as you face Jungkook with a bashful smile. The two of you have never been in this position with Namjoon, it was exhilarating. Jungkook places his hands on Namjoon’s abdomen as he leans forward to kiss you, your hand running down his toned torso, only to wrap around his dick.

“Noona,” he breathes airily, his fucked out gaze landing on your breasts as his hands reach out to cup them, rolling your hardened buds in between his fingertips as you grind down on Namjoon’s face.

“Fuck,” Namjoon inhales profoundly before diving back in, his hand rubbing at your clit as your hand pumps Jungkook faster, causing Jungkook to bounce harder and faster on Namjoon’s dick.

You’re all moaning, lost in each other’s pleasure as well as your own, Jungkook’s needy whines filling your ears as he warns you that he’s close.

“Noo-na, noona,” Jungkook whimpers as you pump him a little faster, his forehead resting on your shoulder, his muscular thighs quivering.

“Please, please. Fuck,” he cries into your shoulder, his hands gripping your hips right as he cums all over your hand, slowly stroking him until you’ve milked him dry. He continues to ride Namjoon, panting as his lips meet yours, your thighs trembling as Namjoon moans into you. You can feel your orgasm building, the men’s touches luring it out of you.

Jungkook feels Namjoon stiffen, Namjoon’s hand gripping Jungkook’s hip to hold him in place as he cums into the condom, cursing and moaning the youngest’s name.

“Hey, what’s taking so long?” Yoongi asks as he opens the door wide and his mouth falls open. “Oh!”

“Shut the door, hyung,” Jungkook whines in embarrassment as he climbs off Namjoon, blushing as he puts his boxers back on.

You climb off Namjoon, with shaky legs, blushing as he sits up, removing the condom with a shy smile.

“Jin sent me to come to get you,” Yoongi explains lamely, rubbing the back of his neck, his rose-tinted cheeks obvious.

“Shit, we’ll be ready in a bit,” Namjoon rubs the nape of his neck as he puts his clothes back on slowly before sitting on his chair and helping Jungkook get dressed. “Y/n didn’t get to cum though, you startled us.”

Yoongi head whips to you, you wave demurely from the couch. Yoongi chuckles as he walks over to you, scooping you into his lap, “well, we can’t have that, now, can we?”

“Make her cum for us, hyung,” Namjoon encourages him as Jungkook sits on Namjoon’s lap, fully dressed.

Yoongi kisses you, his hands cupping your face as you move to straddle him, his hands moving down to your ass, spanking it and kneading it greedily with his hands as he kisses you passionately. His cock is already growing hard, his night with Hoseok not enough to satisfy the hunger that brews inside him. Your hands palmed at his cock, Namjoon watching intently as his arms wrap around Jungkook, sliding under his shirt to stroke his sides as they both watch.

“Yoongi,” his name rolls off your tongue hungrily, hips grinding down on him as you yearn to be filled with cock. You unbutton his jeans, pulling them down his thighs to wrap your mouth around his cock to get him fully hard. Yoongi’s head falls back, your skillful hands working his cock and balls until he’s fully erect and throbbing in your mouth, your tongue laving at the underside.

“Sit on my cock,” he orders as he gently tugs you off his cock by your hair. You clamber back on his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as his hands guide you down on his dick. You moan at the stretch, your lips capturing his in a heady kiss that leaves the two of you breathless.

“Baby, you feel so good,” Yoongi grunts as you ride him, bouncing on his lap over and over again. Yoongi rubs your clit, his lips on your breasts, suckling your nipple softly as you tremble. You moan his name, feeling him push deeper as you feel sweat bead on your forehead. You know you’re growing close, your cunt clenching around him as he spanks you.

“Close, aren’t you, baby girl? Are you gonna cum for me? For us?” Yoongi smirks, feeling you tighten around him, the squelching of your cunt filling the room as Yoongi thrusts upward, fucking you harder.

“Yoongi, please,” Yoongi kisses you, his lips muffling your moans as you dig your nails into his back, stilling as you cry out his name, your head falling on his shoulder as you orgasm on his cock. Yoongi fucks you through it, his thrusts growing sloppy as he moans your name followed by a few cuss words as he pumps his seed into you.

“I love you,” you mumble in between breaths, holding onto Yoongi as tight as you can before he carefully lifts you off his lap. He tucks himself back into his pants with a hiss before grabbing a few tissues off Namjoon’s desk to clean you up with.

“Joon, clean up here. I’m gonna take her to the bathroom then we’ll meet you downstairs,” Yoongi states firmly as he helps you get dressed before he wraps his arm around your waist.

“Are you okay, baby?” He asks as he walks into the bathroom with you, locking the door as he cleans you up as best as he can.

“I’m fine, just tired,” you say as you hug him close, his lips kissing the top of your head as he finishes cleaning you up and adjusts your dress before he takes your hand to lead you down to the lobby.

Namjoon and Jungkook look over at the both of you when you arrive, asking if you’re okay before they lead you to the car. You sit beside Yoongi, curling into his side while Namjoon holds Jungkook close, exchanging soft kisses and sweet nothings throughout the drive home.

When you arrive home, you and Jungkook are instructed to go shower with Namjoon helping the two of you, while Yoongi helps Jin finish cooking.

Namjoon has the two of you sit in the shower, helping the two of you wash your hair and your bodies, kissing you both and stroking your sides softly.

“How are you feeling, Kookie?” Namjoon’s tone is soft, his hand caressing his cheek as you muzzle into his chest, the water streaming over the both of you.

“A little sore, hyung. Nothing I can’t handle,” Jungkook blushes as he meets his boyfriend’s eyes.

“I love you both so much,” Namjoon says, his tone soft once again as he caresses both of your faces, his thumbs rubbing circles into your skin. Jungkook smiles warmly, scooting closer to Namjoon, wanting to be as close as possible to him.

“We love you too,” Jungkook looks at you as you nod in agreement, your hands reaching out for Jungkook’s and Namjoon’s.

“I love you both.”

Namjoon helps you finish up, wrapping the two of you up in towels and drying you off before helping the two of you get dressed and leading you to the dining room where you sit in between both men.

“I’m glad everyone could make it,” Jin states excitedly as he looks around the table to see everyone present and smiling at him. “Namjoon?”

You turn to face Namjoon, wondering what is going on. He smiles at you, looking at all his boyfriends before meeting your gaze once again, “we know you already pretty much live here,” chuckles from the boys make you smile. “But we’d like for you to officially move in with us. We know there will be times when you’re here alone, but we’ll try to take us with you whenever possible. We all love you so much and there would be nothing more spectacular than to have you move in. Will you move in with us?”

“A-are you sure?” You stutter as you look at Namjoon before looking at all of your boyfriends.

“Do you not want to, princess?” Hoseok asks, trying to hide how dejected he feels from your response.

“I want to but are you sure you all want me living here?”

“Of course we do!” Jimin and Taehyung exclaim as all the men nod in agreement, putting you at ease with their enthusiasm.

You blink owlishly for a second, smiling brightly before nodding, “yes, of course! I love you all so much.”

The boys smile and cheer before Jin allows everyone to begin eating. You join in on the conversations, seeing all your boys happy, some holding hands, some exchanging kisses and some looking lovingly over at you.

Namjoon takes his phone out, taking a picture of everyone before taking one of you and him. You take his phone to look at it better, Jungkook leaning over your left shoulder to see better. Namjoon grins in amusement, watching you scroll through his pictures, your eyes widening at some as Jungkook licks his lips, looking up to meet Namjoon’s dark gaze.

“Noona?”

“Hm?” You hum in response, meeting Jungkook’s sly smile, Namjoon chuckling and shaking his head as the younger takes the phone into his hands scrolling through all the pictures of you and his boyfriends in various lewd and non-lewd positions. Namjoon has built up quite the collection throughout the past few months, and you were positive that the rest of your boyfriends had as well, some not even in your group chat, personal favorites that were for their eyes only. Jungkook smirked as he continued to scroll, biting on his bottom lip.

“Let me hold them again.”

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You huffed and tossed the sheets off of your bed and walked over to your dresser, quickly rummaging through your panties to find a black pair that you deemed acceptably sexy and almost fell over as you clumsily stepped into them.

Kim Taehyung and his god damn dick.  The only thing that seemed to ever be on your mind lately and it was becoming a problem.

You hadn’t meant to get into anything with this man.  He’d slowly made his way into your friend group over the winter and spring through a friend of a friend and the two of you couldn’t seem to keep your hands off of eachother.

You would sneak away at any chance you’d get, going down on each other in bathroom stalls at restaurant get togethers with your friends.  Eventually it just became a regular thing for you and Taehyung to have casual hookups.

It had never been anything more than that, and had never been talked about as anything more than that.

You angrily adjusted your hair, tugging at it too hard accidentally and cursing.  

Why was it making you so upset that you were still fucking Taehyung?

Was it because after months of giving him what you could only asume was the best sex of his life, the only thing that you ever took home after your nights at Taehyung’s place was one t-shirt? It might as well have read “I had sex with Kim Taehyung and all I got was this T-shirt.”

So yes, It seemed you did want something more, but your fear of ever asking for more, worrying that would send him running, had led to this routine.

A routine that put you right where you were now.  All dressed up and wearing your favorite almost matching (you tried your best) bra and panties underneath a casual flowy dress you didn’t plan on leaving on long.

You rapped your knuckles on the door, knowing that he hated the sound of his doorbell and preferred when people knocked.

The door swung open in a relaxed and slow motion.  As was everything Taehyung did.  He seemed to just flow around a room as if it was a staged play, yet there was no way anyone could create that effortless grace that he had.

He stood in front of you shirtless, of course.  He was wearing only sweatpants that hung far too low to be an accident and his curly brown hair was slightly damp as if he’d just gotten done with a shower not too long ago.

You sucked a deep nervous breath in, as you always did before stepping foot over from the tile flooring of Taehyung’s apartments hallway and into his home.  You knew exactly what was going to go down, it had happened at least a hundred times.  Yet how could you not still have butterflies in your stomach when he was standing there looking like...that.  Already biting down on his lip and making eyes at you with a smirk that told you he wanted you out of those clothes and on his bed. Now.

You stepped over that line.  That line you’d crossed so many times knowing that you shouldn't.

He’d definitely just showered, as you stepped closer to him walking into his apartment you could smell his soap and the strong scent of his shampoo.  The same smell that was on his pillows when your face was pressed roughly into them.

Always with the faint scent of weed and cigarettes as well.  But that was Taehyung, and you loved every part about him, bad habits and all.

You tripped over nothing as you followed behind Taehyung, almost falling forward into him.

You hadn’t meant to think love.  Love wasn’t the right word.  

“You alright clumsy?” Taehyung chuckled, bringing a lit cigarette up to his lips you hadn’t even seen in his hand at first.  Your mind blanked out as you watched the way his fingers held the cigarette, so cool and relaxed, yet those same cool and relaxed, long and strong fingers were the same ones that would move inside of you, bringing you to highs that you could’ve never imagined before meeting him.

How was he so…

“Earth to y/n?” He chuckled, lowering the cigarette down to his side, rolling his tongue against the inside of his mouth thoughtlessly as he cocked his head to the side, smiling and waiting for your response.

“I-I fell,” you stuttered, “Almost though!” you added quickly and a bit louder, as if it was an urgent addition.

“Of course you did.” He chuckled, shaking his head and squinting his eyes while flashing you a teasing grin before turning forward once again to head into his room at the end of the hallway.

His apartment was pretty big for just him living there.  He’d done really well with his photography and made quite a fortune for himself, as if he couldn’t be even more appealing he’d shower you in fancy things every time you came over.  

The last time you were over at his place you’d showered up afterwards and he approached you with a blue soft robe that you’d never seen at his place before.

“I bought it for you when you’re here, it's hot when you walk around naked after you shower, but you always seem cold.” He’d said, shrugging as if it was just a natural thing to do for fuck buddies to do for one another. You’d felt your stomach twist in a knot as he walked away and you stood in front of the mirror in your new robe, holding your arms around yourself and it as if it was Taehyung himself.  Yet, feeling your whole body ache at the idea that any of this could go away at any moment.  Nothing Taehyung had ever said would lead you to believe otherwise.

As you walked past the bathroom on the way to Taehyung's bedroom you saw the door open and the lights on.  The blue robe was hanging next to the shower, washed and clean looking.  Your stomach flip in what you swore was at least five somersaults in that second, and you gasped silently, not sure if you should read into that.  It just seemed so domestic.

Yet, there was nothing domestic about the way he’d asked you to leave the last time you were over.  “See ya man! Was a good fuck, see ya soon.” With a wink and a slap on your ass as he held a half smoked joint between his lips.  He spun on his heels and shut the door.  Off to go do whatever the hell it was that Kim Taehyung did that he never seemed to want you around for.

It hurt to always be kicked out so early, to have him talk like you were just his ‘buddy’.

When you walked into the room Taehyung was laid out on the bed in such a casually sexy manner.  Reaching over to his end table to put out his cigarette that probably still had some more hit on it, but by the looks of the tent in his sweatpants he was eager to get started with what you came here for.

You didn’t wait to get to the bed to start raising the hem of your dress up over your head and toss it aside.

Taehyung grinned a cocky smile as you climbed on his lap.  He gripped his fingers tightly around your hips moving you back and forth against his clothed length.

You watched his eyes flutter half shut and his hips were pushing up into you.

“I missed this.” He whispered in a soft and breathy voice.

You missed this too.  More than he realized.  You did have to stop yourself from pouting over the fact that he always said ‘this’ and never you.  What you wouldn’t give for him to say ‘I missed you’

You bit your lip and tried to shove your emotions aside.  

Taehyung moved his hands slowly up from your hips to the clasps of your bra, his fingers tickled slightly against your skin, every nerve in your body was on edge for him.  You jerked forward at the feeling, causing him to let out a small chuckle under his breath as he shook his head at you, as if he was scolding you for being so sensitive.

He sat up slightly, bringing his face to yours, the rush of pure bliss you felt just from that closeness of his lips to yours was incomparable.  The first time you kissed him you swore that you were going to faint.  If his hand hadn’t have been so tightly wrapped in your hair maybe you would’ve at least fell to your knees.  Kissing Taehyung was like the best candy you’d ever tasted, addictive and sweet, and likely too much of it wasn’t going to be good for you in the long run.

He slid the straps of your bra off your shoulders gently, throwing it to the foot of the bed.  His lips left yours and heavily laid kisses down your neck and landing on your shoulder.  

He suddenly bit down harshly.

“Ah! Hey!” you flinched, glaring down at him.

He left his teeth on your skin, not putting any pressure but staring at you with a mischievous look.

You slapped him on the shoulder and he let go, laughing and falling back in a somehow beautiful motion.  His head landing on the pillow and making his curly hair spread out across it like a stunning painting.

These were the things that made you love Kim Taehyung.

Shit.  There you went again thinking about love.  

No.  This wasn’t that.  

This wasn’t that.

“You should let me take your picture.” you spoke to him, looking down at him as his brown eyes seemed to sparkle up at you.

“Just fuck me y/n.” he tilted his chin up a bit as he spoke, and his hands shot back down to your hips, curling his fingers around the fabric of your panties and tugging on them. “Off.” he growled.

He didn’t need to ask you twice.  For anything.  Your panties weren’t the only thing wrapped around his finger.

You switched places with him, your back laying on the bed and your head resting right where his had been.  You couldn’t possibly imagine you looked anything like the angelic picture he had just a moment ago.  But, you hoped he thought so.  You wanted him to think so.  To like you so much. To love you…

He dragged your panties down your legs and off of you almost immediately, and pulled his sweatpants down, taking his hard cock in his hand, tip already dripping with precum.  Taehyung had been ready for you, wanting you, for who knows how long before he decided to text you.

Or was all he wanted just a warm body to make him feel good.  Did he really want you? Or could anyone else be in your place right now..

You shoved those thoughts aside, and it was easy to do so once you felt the tip of his cock rubbing against your folds.

“So wet for me…” He muttered, propping himself up slightly with one arm, his head hovering over you, staring down at where your bodies met.

“Tae…” You whispered.  It was a quiet plea, one he knew well now.  You wanted him inside of you.

“Yes?” He tilted his head up, eyes meeting yours and an eyebrow cocked up curiously as if he had no idea what you could possibly need.

You whimpered in response, bucking your hips up into him.

“Use your words.” He chuckled, teasing your clit with the tip of his cock.

“Inside me!” you whined desperately, moving your hands to his hips, trying to pull him closer.

“Oh, well that's all you had to say.” he teased, and pushed into you in a single motion.

You gasped out loudly, and let out a moan at the feeling of Taehyung’s far too huge to be fair cock filling you up.

“Fuck.” he hissed, now lowering himself down against you, pulling one of your legs up and wrapping it around his waist allowing him to press even further inside of you.  You moaned and your head tilted back at the feeling of him stretching your walls.  It was pure heaven, you wondered if he knew how incredible he made you feel every time.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.  He pulled up slightly, his face hovering over yours, he wasn’t moving and neither were you.  

“Hey…” you suddenly got worried something was wrong.  

His head hung low, his hair fell so you couldn’t meet his eyes. He sat like this for a moment.

He didn’t answer, simply looking back up at you with an unfamiliar look in his eyes.  It didn’t seem sad, just thoughtful.  Then it was gone.

“You’re so fucking hot.” he muttered, dropping his head down into your shoulder and starting to move.

You felt chills through your whole body at his compliment, how was it possible for him to make you such a mess with just a few words.

His pace wasn’t steady, he jerked up into you desperately.

“Damn Tae.” you hissed out when he moved up on the bed a bit, adjusting his angle and fucking into you in a way that had you soaring towards your high in no time.

Your hands were wrapped around him, holding tight as if when you were to let go you’d fall a hundred feet down.

You felt the leg that was wrapped around him start to shake as you were right on the edge of cumming, and Taehyung felt it too.

His lips curled up into a slight smile, he breathed out a quiet, “Close?”

You nodded, biting down on your lip and letting out a loud moan of his name, your toes curling as he continued to fuck into you, it rushed over you in intsense waves, you shook and moaned underneath him.  

You could tell it got him all full of himself every time he made you cum.  The way he’d look down at you as if to say ‘Yeah. I did that.’

He kept going, not stopping or slowing to let you recover from your orgasm. It started to become too much and you whimpered out to him.

“T-Tae too s-sentsitive!”

“You can take it baby.” He chuckled.  If you weren’t so occupied by your entire body still quivering from your orgasm, you would’ve reached up and smacked him for laughing at the pain he was causing you.

Though you couldn’t deny how much you loved it.

You fucking loved it.

You fucking loved him.

“Y/n, I’m c-cumming” he gasped out, his nails biting into your sides as he thrusted into you over and over almost clumsily, emptying inside of you.  

You could feel the wetness between your legs now combine with the warm cum now dripping out of you as Taehyung pulled out and collapsed in a mess of deep breaths next to you.

“I fucking love you.” you whispered, not meaning to. Your whole body froze.  Fuck.  You didn’t want to even look over at him.

“Huh?”

You took a deep breath in and turned your head on the pillow, his laying on the pillow next to you facing you as well.

He cocked an eyebrow up at you, his lips pursed together tightly.  Not the face of post orgasm bliss that you would hope for with a partner. Fuck.  Fuck. Fuck.

“I-” Can’t finish a sentence to save your life at this moment.  Or a thought.  Fuck.

“Didn’t mean to say that…” Taehyung muttered.

“Right.” You nodded. “That.”

Fuck.

He sighed and slapped one of your tits jokingly, flashing you a teasing smile before quickly rolling off the bed and away from your likely punch to his shoulder.

“Kim Taehyung I’m gonna deck you in your face one of these days.”

He now stood in the doorway, hands resting on either side as he stood cooly.  He was always so cool.

“Toss me a cig ya hot head.” he shook his head at you, his features soft as he watched you roll over to his bedside table and grab for his cigarette pack.

He whistled when you rolled over so he could see your ass, still naked and full on display for him from where he stood.

You took one out and sat up with a grin.

“Catch?”

He dropped his arms from the sides of the door frame and got into his usual stance for this with a chuckle.  

“I just came…” he laughed. “Don’t judge me if I miss.”  

“You’ve never missed.” you laughed, tossing the cigarette across the room at him.

He dipped his body down slightly but came through victorious with the cig in his mouth.  He winked at you and bowed.

“You’re so cocky.” you shook your head, tossing him the lighter which he caught and instantly held up to his cigarette, turning and walking out of the room.

It wasn’t long before you followed after him, hopping into the shower around the time he was getting done with his.  He wouldn’t usually do more than a quick rinse off before handing it off to you.

You didn’t really shower together, you weren’t sure if it was because it seemed too intimate.  But, you’d just always gotten the feeling it was implied you were to take turns.

You washed up, using his soap and shampoo as he’d always said you could.

Taehyung seemed to have a lot of weird walls and boundaries.  He might never let them down, he might never let you in..

You knew that.

Yet here you were, naked in his house, alone in his shower, about to get out and use a robe he’d bought just for you…

The amount of mixed signals here should make you run.  You knew it’d only lead to heartache but you couldn’t get yourself to stay away from him, from this.

You’d be back again in an instant if he said the word.

When you were done showering you wrapped yourself up in the robe, once again hugging yourself tightly in it, sniffing it at the shoulder.  It smelled like him.

“What are you doing?” Taehyung chuckled from the doorway of the bathroom, making you jump in surprise.

“Shit.” You gasped, “Uh.  It smells nice.” you laughed at your getting scared and he seemed quite amused himself.

“It looks good on you.” he muttered. His tone was serious and so was his face.  It was strange…

“So,” you both spoke at exactly the same time.  He awkwardly ran his fingers through his hair and motioned for you to speak first with his other hand.

But you were quiet, eyebrows furrowed trying to figure out why he was acting so strange.  Could it really be that what you’d said bothered him that much? Even though he’d let you play it off as a slip of the tongue.

Yes…

That had to be it.  

He was ending this.

Fuck.

You felt yourself start to panic and breathe quickly.

“I’m sorry!” you both shouted out again at the exact same time.  

Now both of you shot your gaze to each other, eyes wide in confusion.

“What?” he blinked quickly, “You’re sorry?”

You nodded.

“I shouldn’t have said what I said.  I feel it...It's true.  So you’re right, this went too far.  I love hanging out with you, you’ve damn near become my best friend.” you felt yourself start to choke on your words. “So I’m sorry I ruined things.  I shouldn’t have…”

“No!” Taehyung cut you off, stepping forward towards you and grabbing you around your waist, pulling you tight against him. “I’m sorry…”

He sighed and kissed your forehead.

“I panicked.  I thought, maybe it wasn’t what you really said.  That you’d said something else or- that you just didn’t mean it.” He pulled you away from him, holding you by your shoulders. “Y/n I love you.  I’ve been keeping you at a distance because I don’t wanna fuck this up but...It just makes me weird.  I felt like if I tried to make this more serious than you wanted you’d want to stop…”

Your jaw dropped.

He. Loved…

You.

“We’re so stupid.” you laughed, bringing your hands up to his face, holding his cheeks in your hands and bringing your lips to his, giving him a quick and soft peck.

“Yeah, I guess so.” he smiled at you.

“I love you.” you said, this time clearly, this time with a giant smile on your face.

“I love you too.” he brought his hand up and flicked the tip of your nose with his pointer finger.

You felt yourself grow warm and fuzzy at the cute affectionate gesture.

“That robe looks too hot on you though.” he tsk’d looking you over. “Why’d I pick such a short one.” he shook his head.

You giggled and did a twirl.  Taehyung smiled widely, his eyes not able to leave you.  Though you’d felt his eyes on you like this, this time felt different.

ONE : unknown

TWO : main cast

THREE : unblock me

FOUR : park jimin™

FIVE : your type

SIX : prerelease of one

SEVEN : interstellar

EIGHT : mini cake + ice cream

NINE : smuggle me in

TEN : sacred trust

ELEVEN : homie namjoon

TWELVE : proposal

THIRTEEN : some koo love

FOURTEEN : you ever t h i n k ?

FIFTEEN : pp discussion gone wrong

SIXTEEN : discount

SEVENTEEN : another john cena

EIGHTEEN : pp discussion gone RIGHT

NINETEEN : maybe we should kith irl

TWENTY : smiley barista

TWENTY ONE : should i ?

TWENTY TWO : asahi azumane is my new 2d bf

TWENTY THREE : back to the drawing board

TWENTY FOUR : who hurt you ?

TWENTY FIVE : genetics + shit

TWENTY SIX : zaddy romeo

"Why couldn't you have given me, I don't know, maybe another hour of sleep," you groaned while you got up and headed into the bathroom. "Because, I'm leaving tonight and I want to spend lots of time with you!" You slightly frowned at that, forgetting she was leaving already. it does make sense, since she has to go back to school tomorrow, but you wished she got to stay for more than one night.

Shaking the thoughts from your head, you smiled at her as you finished brushing your teeth, “Well then, let’s get a start on today then. Shall we?” Yuna nodded her head rapidly and gave you a huge grin. Both Hyuk and Yuna followed you out of your bedroom and into the kitchen. Yuna brought over her coloring books and asked you to read to her in English while she colored. As you were reading to her, Hyuk got started on making breakfast.

“Uncle Hyuk? What are we having for breakfast?” Yuna asked him as she continued to listen to you and color a picture of a dog and cat. The picture started to remind you of Jimin and Hoseok, so you quickly looked away and continued reading.

Giving you a smile when he caught your eyes, he answered the child’s question,” I’m making some pancakes, eggs, and bacon.” She squealed and both you and Hyuk laughed at her antics. As soon as the food was done, you set the table and helped your boyfriend with bringing the meal to the table.

It was quiet as everyone ate, though the silence was broken five minutes later by Hyuk’s voice, “I’ll be leaving around noon for work and won’t be back for two days.” When you gave him puppy dog eyes, he tightly closed his eyes and joked around, “Yah! That’s not fair! You know my weakness is your puppy dog eyes and cute pout!” You threw your head back and laughed loudly, as Yuna just watched the two of you tease each other.

On the other side of the city, the boys were in their living room thinking over everything that had happened the night before. They were all extremely tired and wondering where they had gone wrong. Namjoon and Seokjin had stayed up talking about why you had sent the message. Hoseok had stayed up wondering why you didn't want to talk to them anymore, while Yoongi had stayed up with thoughts of it all being his fault for being rude to you during the fan meet. The maknae line had all fallen asleep in the same bed, cuddled up and their tails intertwined, with dried tears on their cheeks. It was Namjoon that broke the silence that had settled over them; "Think back to last night. Did anyone say something or text her something that she would take the wrong way?" his voice was scratchy and low as he talked. A chorus of 'no' rang through the room. he groaned, running his hand through his messy hair. It was silent for a few more minutes before Jungkook timidly spoke up, "Do you think her boyfriend has something to do with it?" Low growls rumbled through everyone's chest, their tails swishing in anger. They were all thinking the same thing: If that Hyuk guy so much as laid a hand on you then he was dead. "I'll kill that mother fucker if he touches her," Hoseok growled loudly, causing the others anger to increase. Before it could get too out of control, Jin calms everyone down. "Okay, okay, no one is killing anyone. No matter how much we hate the guy, we can't kill him," Jin's voice was stern as he told the others this. Jimin then decided to challenge Jin, "Can we at least scuff him up a little bit? He deserves it after he tried to hit her last night. He's lucky a child was there or else I would ha-" "Jimin, stop. Now," Jin cut him off with a heated stare. Once again growls and snarls were leaving the other members, and all Jimin could do was glare down at the floor.

Jin rolled his eyes at the group of tense hybrids, “You guys need to calm down. We have to figure out why she texted us about leaving her alone. Has she answered anyone’s texts?”

“No, she hasn’t even opened any of them. I’m worried about her Jin Hyung,” Taehyung’s voice held pain, just wanting their mate to talk to them. At least let them know she was okay and not hurt.

Hoseok put his arm around Taehyung’s shoulder, his tailing wrapping around his middle in the process, “We all are TaeTae. We just have to give her some space. Maybe she’s just confused on why she’s feeling this way.” Hoseok could tell they were still doubtful, so he tried again to cheer them up, “I mean, you guys saw she was sticking up for us and taking our side. She’s already feeling the bond.”

That seemed to be the right thing to say, since as soon as the words left his mouth, he could see his brothers’ faces light up and their shoulders untensing.

As soon as Hyuk had left for work, you went and grabbed your phone off of your nightstand. You know you said you wouldn't contact them anymore, but you were curious as to what they had replied to your text with. While you waited for it to turn on, you walked back into the living room to see Yuna watching TV.   "Yuna, what do you want for lunch? We can order in takeout or go to that diner down the street," you said and sat next to her. She looked to be thinking hard on what she wanted to do, so while she thought it over, you looked at your phone as it had finally turned on. Your eyes widened as soon as you saw the number of notifications you had. There was at least 100 unread messages. At least 90 of them were from the BTS members. The rest of them were from your brother, parents, and uni friends. Yuna waved a hand in front of your face, "Auntie, I decided what I want to do!" "Which one did you decide on?" you said as you tickled her tummy. She giggled and wiggled away from you, "I wanna go to the diner!" You hummed, pretending to think, and when she giggled and pushed you, you finally agreed. She cheered and went back to watching the TV intently. You looked as well and saw it was actually switch to YouTube. Seeing the boys on the screen dancing and singing made your heart skip a beat.

You set an alarm for 2:30pm and then sat back and watched as your niece danced cutely along with the video. It took her half an hour to tire out and resign to sitting and watching them. After she sat down, you got up and headed to clean the mess in the kitchen. If you had time, then you would tackle the mountain of homework. You had finished your math homework five minutes before your alarm went off, signaling it was time for lunch. Walking back into the living room, you saw Yuna asleep on the couch, with the music still playing on the TV. You gently shook her arm, waking her up so you two could head out to a late lunch. 

Instead of taking a taxi, you grabbed Yuna's hand and started walking in the direction of the diner. It would only be a 10 minute walk, and exercise was always good for you. The walk was filled with laughter and talking about BTS. Even though you really didn't want to talk about them, you hadn't even answered their messages and you didn’t know if you ever were, you knew they were some of Yuna's favorite people. Besides, she was leaving later this afternoon and you would never have to talk or think about them again. Well, at least until you see Yuna again.

When you got to the diner, you walked in and sat in the booth closest to the counter. That way it would be easy to pay and you can get out fast. The waiter came over and took your drink orders, before leaving and allowing you and your niece to talk. The same waiter came back a few minutes later with your coffee and Yuna’s banana milk and took your orders. As soon as he left, the bell above the door rang throughout the room, signaling some customers had entered. Naturally your head turned to see who it was, and you almost choked on your drink when you saw who it was. Standing right there were the seven men who were taking over your thoughts and making you question your relationship of three years.

It seemed as though Yuna hadn’t seen who came in or the reaction you had, for she asked you, quite loudly as well, “Aunt Y/n, who’s your favorite BTS member?” Your eyes widened and your cheeks reddened to a dark red as you saw her question had gained their attention. Your already widened eyes widened even more when you saw the maknae line running towards your table with their tails wagging behind them.

“Y/N!!!” Taehyung screamed as soon they got to where you sat. Both him and Jungkook sat by you, while Jimin took the seat next to Yuna. The rest of the boys slowly walked over, and even though you could tell they were trying to appear calm, their tails, bright eyes, and bright smiles told you they were just as excited as the younger ones. Hoseok sat next to Jimin, and the other three sat behind them in the next booth, but turned towards you all.

Seokjin gave you an apologetic smile when his eyes connected with yours, “Sorry about them, they just missed you is all. You don’t mind us sitting with you, do you?” It was clear they were hopeful you would agree. Their eyes told you all you needed to know.

“Of course you guys can!” Yuna spoke up before you could get a word out, causing your eyes to widen and mouth to drop at the little girl. They all giggled at your face and you closed your mouth quickly.

It was silent for a few minutes, enough time for the waiter to put down the food you ordered as well as the guys’ food. Yoongi broke the silence with the question that was on all of the guys’ minds, “So, who’s your favorite member?”

All you could do was stutter for a few seconds, before you finally found the right words, “Yah! You can’t just ask me that Yoongi!” They all laughed and you couldn’t help but to join in on their fun.

“Bye Yuna! I’ll see you later!” you kissed her forehead and got up from your crouch. Turning towards your brother, you hugged him, “It was good seeing you, though I wish we could have had more time to hang out.”

Jay chuckled, squeezing you tightly before he let you go, “Thanks for watching her this weekend and taking her to the concert.” You told him it was no problem and watched as he and Yuna got into the taxi, driving them to the airport.

You watched their taxi drive away, lost in your thoughts once more. This time, you were wondering what you were going to do for the rest of the night. It was only 5pm and you had finished all of your homework. Someone cleared their throat and you turned around to see the seven hybrids still standing there. If you were being honest, you had forgotten they were there while you were saying your goodbyes. There was an awkward silence and you knew you should break it and speak, but for some reason you didn’t know what to say. Although there was one thought that kept repeating and was starting to get annoying.

You knew you shouldn't, but you couldn't help but to invite them over to your apartment. Hyuk wasn't going to be able to visit for another 2 days, seeing as he has some work thing in Incheon, so there shouldn't be any fighting. And you just couldn't explain it, but you were drawn to them and couldn't stay away. Jungkook's voice broke you from your thoughts, "Y/n-ah, are you okay?" Looking up from your feet, you took in your surroundings, trying to figure out what to say. You were stood outside the diner with the seven of them around you in a semicircle. All around you, people were walking past. "Jagi?" it was Yoongi who brought you back to reality this time. "Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine. I was just thinking..." you trailed off, suddenly afraid of making them uncomfortable. That was the last thing you wanted to do. Namjoon gently put his hand on your arm, and softly asked you, "Are you sure you're okay?" "Yeah! I was, uh, just wondering if you guys would like to come back to my apartment.." you asked, your voice shy and nearly a whisper. It was quiet as they all just stared at you with wide eyes. Not being able to take the silence any longer, you tried to take it all back, "I mean you guys don't have to! I just thought we could all hang out some more..." All of a sudden, they all broke out into huge grins, their tails either wagging or swaying in excitement. You tried to stop the giggle that came out of your mouth, but had no luck. Judging by their reaction, it was a good thing you let the sound escape.

It was Namjoon that nodded his head and gave you a verbal response, "We'd love to come over."