#bts yn

You weren't really big fan of them, but you listen to their music because you know they were kind of a big deal. It is also undeniable that he's hot, all of them are. Now you’re wondering how embarrassing you were last night, just thinking about it made your stomach whirl. You quickly gather all your things and place them on the coffee table.  The white sheet still your body, figured you should write a note for him before leaving. You pull the drawer in the night stand next to him, he started shuffling so you stopped for a moment, "Shit. Don’t wake up." You slowly kneel and start writing.

Jimin? I know you

Hey you!

What’s up, Jimin?

“Thanks, JM!

"JM? Ah, fuck this is hard!" you mouthed. You may have written a few notes after a one night stand, but never for a celebrity. Does he really need note? You thought about bailing without a trace, but you stick to your common courtesy.  J, Thank you for a great night! You did a good job! I'm sorry for leaving like this, but-

He groans causing you to stop writing and stare, waiting. Your breath hitched when he opened his eyes halfway then smirked. "Hey, baby." Your stomach turns upside down from the smirked and the pet name and the fact that Park Jimin is right in front of you. "What are you doing?" Jimin lifted his head a little, but you shove the paper in your chest.

"I was about to leave– I.. uhm.. Sorry? I should've–"

"Nothing... nothing." You were still staring at him, mentally asking yourself if you were dreaming, because he looks like an angel under the small ray of sunlight and white sheets he's lying in. How the fuck can someone look this gorgeous up close? You’ve seen plenty of men that made you jaw drop, but he’s different… panty dropping different… literally.

Jimin turn over and supported his weight using his elbow causing the sheet to slide down a bit, "Leave?" He rubbed his eye and so he didn't see how you were ogling on his abs and NEVER MIND tattoo. "Why?" he yawn

"I.. uhm.." you cleared your throat awkwardly, "well, one night stand actually works like that." You stand up and fix your sheet, suddenly feeling insecure with your body for the first time in a while. It's Park Jimin for the love of God!

You felt your cheeks heat up, "I.. uh.. I am?"

"Huh," There's amused smile on his face, "You were the first person to leave even after they found out that it was me who they slept with. You're cute." He grabs your wrist and pulls you back to bed. "I'm not done with you yet. You were wild last night."

“Don’t worry, it’s just Namjoon-hyung.” Jimin smiled lightly while staring at your face, you didn’t realize that you were holding your breath until you let out a shaky one. He cup your face down to your neck before pressing his lips onto yours, he didn't move until he felt that you melted into his kiss, closing your eyes slowly. That's when he started kissing you, the moment you suck on his bottom lips, Jimin aggressively slides his tongue on your lips parting them. 'I should stop' you thought to yourself, but you were too busy tasting him sober, you can't remember much what happened last night, but you're craving it— him again.

He chuckled and turns his head to show you the love marks you left on his neck, “How about these for an answer?” You pursed your lips from shyness. “And also, someone made a noise complaint.”

“Oh, God! I’m so sorry!” You pull yourself up, but he uses his arms to lay you back down.

Jimin pull the sheet from you causing you to hitch in his mouth, he titters at your reaction. Every inch of your body is exposed, displaying your body for him to see and explore once again, you felt him smile and moan in the kiss. Immediately, his warm hands found your breast and sensitive nipple. He gave it a playful squeeze and mouth pulling away, "You tasted amazing by the way. I was meaning you tell you last night, but I was too busy." He winked at you, the same ones he uses to his fans to make them faint, but it only made your heart beat fast and breath slow, you felt like dying from it. His mouth connected to your nipple, sucking and giving it a hard lick.

"Hmm, Jimin-" You shut your eyes hard and moaned, never thought that you'll moan his name like that, you never even thought that he'll make you feel this good. His hands travel to your centre and circle around the hood of your clit teasing. "Fu-fuck." You grab his shoulders for support, but your hands travel down his ribs, tips of your fingers played with his tattoo, down to his boxers.

His shaft is already visible, twitching every time you played with his garters. "Don't fucking tease." Jimin groan as his kisses went on your neck sucking a good spot. You slid your hands on the only garment he has and stroke his cock. "Wow." You couldn't help, but mumbled. He's thick as fuck, no wonder you feel sore. Your mouth started to water, "Uhm.. can.. I.. suck you off?" He stopped abruptly on what he is doing to look at you with a raised eyebrow. "What?"

"You’re just really born to be wild, aren’t you?"

It was your turn to raise an eyebrow. “It’s not like this is your first time to be asked.” Both of his shoulder lifted with a cockiness on his face.

Giving him a few stroke while making your mouth pool with saliva, you opened your mouth to lick the pre cum off and finally taking his tip. Your tongue play with his head and slit causing him to grunt your name, you were even surprise (and turned on) that he remembered it, "Pretty and warm mouth.” Little by little you're taking his length, he’s stretching your mouth with his hardness. Gagging as your nose touches his abdomen taking him fully, you did this a few more times making Jimin clutch the bed sheet, "Fuck."

You made yourself comfortable between his legs. His boxers were still on so you look up both of your eyes met and he's waiting patiently on your next move with hooded dark eyes and clenched jaw. You never felt nervous giving a blow job before not even your first time, well, you never gave one to a celebrity before, but you have some tricks and things that make you good at it. With one smooth motion you pull down his boxers, causing his long thick cock to slap against his abdomen. "Wow." you muttered again. How can a dick look this beautiful? The prominent veins and pink tip made both of your lips water.

He taps your arms and pulls you back up, "Why? You were close." You whine while wiping your lips using the back of your hand, you felt how heavy he was right when he pull you.

"I know, baby, but I don't want to cum in your mouth." He smug smile, the amount of control he has to himself suddenly amazes you and you never had sex with someone who edges themselves voluntarily, we all crave for a high. He fumbles on the drawer to get condoms and then stop to read your note. Jimin look at you with mouth open, "Good job? I did a good job? Have you forgotten how loud you were screaming last night?"

You pursed your lips, thinking of an answer, "I said it was a great night." he seem to be offended by what you wrote and to be completely honest you can't remember how the sex went last night, but you felt good and satisfied when you woke up. He still stares at you like forcing for an answer.  "I.. uh..."

"You can't even remember can you?" His suspicious look turns into a glare, "Here, let me remind you." He tosses the notepad somewhere and rip the condom packet, the excitement pools in your center as he carefully roll the condom down his throbbing cock.  Jimin grabs your ankles and pull you to the edge of the bed before positioning himself between your legs, he pushes his shaft inch by inch making you whimper.

"Jesus, that's big." You gape you mouth as he stretches your velvet walls.

"Good, you’re starting to remember." Jimin got satisfaction all over his face as you mention he’s big over and over last night. He pull all the way out before slamming himself and thrusting roughly, he grabs your leg and placing your ankle on his shoulders. You bit the inside of your cheek to stop you from screaming his name, “Let it out, baby.”

You shake your head and cover your mouth, Jimin sneer before letting go of your leg. He removed your hand from your mouth and connected his lips on yours momentarily before thrusting fast and hard, “Fuck, Jimin!” you felt a familiar knot in your stomach causing you to scream out his name, "Jimin, I’m coming! Fuck! Fuck!"

“That’s right, Y/N!” He continues with his pace, "Come with me, baby." As soon as those words left his mouth your orgasm rushes together with him, your eyes went to the back of your head as the pleasure keeps on going. Jimin grunts releasing his seeds and you pulsate, squeezing him. You shivered as he pulls out from you, "Do you remember it now?"

"Vividly." You pant and smile at him.

A loud bang on the door made both of you look. Jimin covers himself with the sheet and opens the door a little, “For fuck sake Jimin it’s 7am!” You heard a frustrated man.

"Sorry, hyung!” Jimin yelled before shutting the door, he has a cheeky grin when he turns to you, who’s red as a tomato. “That was Namjoon-hyung.”

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“Who?” You followed her gaze, gesturing over the best man, you would be lying of you say that you haven’t notice him. He’s actually the only one that made the ceremony a little tolerable, he made other groom’s men look basic, which are your cousins and Joon’s other friend.

His silver hair that parted in the middle, earrings and piercings made him stand out. You couldn’t stop yourself from looking at him, there were times that he notices you ogling at the ceremony, but the moment he winked at you- it was over. You can’t stand cocky men that they think they can get all the girls, but in his case you just know he can. Because that wink made you shiver.

“Well, if you’re going to stare, I’ll take that as a yes.” Your Mom pushes you, “Go say hi.”

You stare at your mom baffled, “Did you just give me away?”

“Yes, now go.”

“I’m not gonna say hi to him! You go say hi!” You shove your mother and she was not amused. “See, doesn’t feel good does it?”

Every one calms down when the couple reached the stage, the emcee babble something about love and all those bullshit. Thank God that the server came and distributes glasses of champagnes, you took two and your action earns a glare from your mother.

“What? You raised me like this, deal with it.” You chug on one glass and she did the same. Having close and loving relationship with your mother and still you’re an alcoholic by a whisker, your therapist is confused too.

“Hey!” You’re mother stood up to greet your aunt, “Thank you so much for coming, was it a long flight?”

“Oh, no! Anything for Joon.” She looks down on you, who are half on finishing the 2ndglass. “Y/n! You look pretty darling!” You smiled and wipe your lips before hugging her. “When are you going to get married?” Just straight to the point, she didn’t even ask if you have a boyfriend.

“Fu-“ Your Mom interrupted with another question, not knowing if she did that because she knows you have a foul mouth or because you don’t have anyone in your life. Either way you took offense. The waiter came back and you grab another glass.

“Keep going this way.”

It was only half the program and you already feel dizzy, since they’re only showing cringe videos of the couple it gave you a chance to roam around and find a spot where you can use your vape pen, that’s been lodge in your breast all day. Somehow you ended up in a veranda just a hallway down where the stage is. You could still hear the function, but it’s muffled. Bending down and placing your elbow in the railings for comfort and support.

Feeling the cold air hits your face and arms made you shiver, pulling the device on your chest and taking a long drag. Slowly breathing out the smoke, you could already feel your nerves calming down. You heard someone clear their throat to make their presence noticed.

He lean his ass against the metal banister a few feet away from you, staring- waiting for his next move, but nothing. He’s just there with his arms crossed, staring at his shoes. As far as you can remember his suit fits him perfectly, why does his biceps showing? Is he flexing? And that fucking ass can’t be that perky for someone-

“Are you gonna eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?” It took your brains several minutes to process what came out from his lips, which is in a form of a smirk followed by nibbling on his lip piercing. It’s too dark where you’re standing, so it’s impossible for him to see how you blush.

Trying not to get fazed, you snigger enough for him to hear. You straighten bringing your gaze at the dark garden, “I will if you say please.” Turning to lean your back and crossed your arms. His arrogance shouldn’t work on you, it shouldn’t. However he’s taking too much space in this open area and you can’t stop yourself to get suck in.

He fixes his cuff and drag his feet to you, “I don’t beg.”

“It’s nice meeting you, then.” Nodding, about to head off, but he took your wrist.

He swallows, managing his desperation to know you and talk to you. Jungkook can’t even lie to himself, he wanted to talk to you since this morning, he’s attracted to you as much. And he knows that you’ve been staring at him all day, the wink that he sent you says everything. He’s also staring, ogling during the ceremony. However he’s too nervous to approach and your mother is always beside you, so he never got the chance. The moment he saw you step out, he practically rush to follow you, seeing his only chance.

“Please.”

That made you smile. Did he fold? Matter of fact he did. He didn’t waste any time after seeing you smile, he places both of his hand on your cheeks and smash his lips on yours. His warm lips and cold piercings made you thirsty to kiss back, you stumble thankfully your hands caught the railings, his strong arms that immediately wrap around your waist to secure you. His tongue parted your lips, you could taste the strawberry and chocolate that he’s been munching all night.

Rolling your tongue that made him grunt and you swallowing his moans, his hand travels to the back of your head and push on lightly to deepen the kiss. Both of you separated and coughs lightly when you heard footsteps. “Sorry, where’s the comfort room?” An elderly woman asked confused.

“It’s inside, beside the stage.” Jungkook answered with a smile. He made that up, you’ve been in this place before and you know that the bathroom is outside to the left before you enter the place. That poor woman, she already left before you could even correct him.

“You know you just lied to her.” He sucked on his piercing and scratching his nape, you understand why he did that. It did annoy you too that someone interrupted that mind-blowing kiss that you’ve had in a really long time. You look around, “There’s gotta be some place to fuck around here.”

Jungkook smiled before taking your hand, “I know where.” He took you to a storage room, just behind where the stage at. It’s almost empty, but there’s a few chair, folded tables and shelves. The small room fits the both of you perfectly with a little room to move around.

“If we get caught, I’m blaming you.” You blast before closing the door.

The room went dark.

He shakes his head, “They won’t if you keep quiet.” You thought for a moment then nodded, because you can be quiet, you think. “I’ll be gentle I promise”

“Fuck gentle, I want it rough.” You trailed off, “but don’t leave marks.”

This time you’re the one who smash your lips on his, it caught him of guard, but he was quick to run his hands through your dress. Cupping your breast and massaging, untying his tie and unbuttoning a few. You moan when you felt how hard and well sculpted his pecks are. Fuck, he’s hot.

He pulls down on your dress, which exposed your breast that bounces a little. That sweet heart neckline is really a good choice, it’s an easy access.

“Remind me to thank Joon-hyung for making you wear this dress” He uttered before burying himself on your rack.

“Ew, don’t mention my brother” You wince.

Jungkook’s apology is muffled as he suck on your harden nipples. You pull your head back trying not to cry in pleasure. Grabbing Jungkook’s chin, your nipples caught between his teeth before he lets go, connecting on your lips as you try to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants.

“Eager?”

“You have no idea.” Slipping your hand in, his semi hard cock twitches and it grows more in your hand. “Fuck, you’re huge. I thought I have to pretend.” You joked that made him chuckled in low, the dark room is only illuminated by the gaps from the door. You can’t admire his rod with sight, so you used touch.

He really doesn’t have any idea how eager you feel right now, if you could just shove this dick up your pussy right now? you would. The last time you had action was 4 months ago and your vibrator starting to feel like your soul mate. So you’re not going to act prude and pass up on this kind of opportunity, fuck your beliefs, you can believe in them again later.

“Wait, do you have..”

“Yeah, here.” Jungkook rips the packet and roles the rubber on his length, does he always has condoms with him?

“Wow, you must be expecting sex all the time?” He answered in awkward chuckles, but you didn’t care just thanking his preparedness.

Jungkook bundles your skirt before hooking his fingers on your thong to pull it down, dumping the soaked cloth to the ground. “Fuck that’s wet.” He hisses on your neck just as he rubs on your pussy, spreading the juices all over.

Holding on for balance on his biceps when he pushes you up, the content of the shelves drops to the ground. Both of you stopped while feeling the atmosphere, the party didn’t seem to bother the loud crashes so he continued. Strong arm held your legs against his torso, while his other hand places his cock between your slit.

“Fuck!” You cried as you felt your entrance stretch for his tip, he slowly pushes more inches in. Clenching your slippery walls on his throbbing dick made both of you whimper from pleasure. “Holy shit.” Fuck.

“You’re so fucking tight.” Jungkook croak, “This pussy squeezing me so goooood!” He drags the last words in moan.

Grabbing his neck to get closer so you can slide your tongue on his, giving your full weight on his arms which didn’t have an effect on him. With those large muscles, he could lift a fucking car without breaking a sweat. He started to move you up and down, you help him by bouncing. Both of you swallowing each other’s breath and moan and grunts.

Hearing a squelching sound over the faint laughter and enjoyment of the wedding reception, but you didn’t care about that. Only focuses on Jungkook’s dick and lips on yours, and your orgasm that you feel coming. The familiar knot in your stomach that you haven’t felt in so long in someone’s dick made you groan a little loud. Dipping your forehead on his, “I’m fucking coming.” Whimpering through your gritted teeth.

Jungkook’s arrogant cackle before he fastens his momentum, “Fuck.” Growling in unison. You felt yourself pulsate as he continues to fuck your pussy over and over and over. Burying your face on his neck to stop you from screaming, waves of pleasures continues.

Slamming his cock inside you, it was getting harder not to scream in pleasure and pain. More unidentified things drops to the ground, none of you cared. He bites on your shoulders as he pounds in and out of you, "Fuck, I'm coming too."

His grips on your thighs became more strained, short breaths came out from his lips and moans of curses, he achieves orgasms. Cock twitching for every spurt of hot cum, he shivers as he thrust one more time. Before pulling out and setting you down, managing to stand- balance on your shaking legs. Stumbling and accidentally turning the lights on, both of you squints from the sudden brightness. He already tied the condom, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and enveloping the filled rubber. You fixed your exposed chest, tucking the girls back in place. You were about to bent down to take your panties off the ground when Jungkook swoops in.

“I'm keeping this.” He already shoved the garment in his pocket before you could protest.

“Now let us hear what the best man has to say to the newlyweds.” Jungkook stiffens hearing his que. “Best man? Where’s the best man? Is he still here?”

“Shit.” He fixes his buttons before, busting out the door “Gotta go!”

You muttered a curse word as well because you’re close in giving a speech. You ran your hands through your hair and doubled checking your dress for any trace of sin you just committed before following Jungkook in an unsuspicious distance.

“I’m here! I’m here! Sorry!” You heard him shouts from the other side of the room.

You sat beside your mother, “Where have you been?” Shrugging, she wasn’t really interested, barely even noticed your gone.

You watch Jungkook grab the microphone. “Good evening everyone. I’m Jeon Jungkook, the best man…” Huh, his name must be Jungkook that would’ve been fun to moan.

His gray hair is a little disheveled, crooked tie and a missed button made you chuckle.

You mother eyed you, “Who is he fooling with those smile? He clearly just had sex.”

“Mom!” Your eyes widen, it’s like you were the one she figured out.

“What? Just stating the obvious.” She brings her look back at him, “What is that red thing on his pockets?”

Just like that the blood in your body drained. You know what that is, no one can miss those crimson red panties that barely hangs in his neutral suit. “Oh, Jesus!” Covering your mouth as you stare at his pants, that now you notice half opened fly.

Your mother’s eyes widen as he realizes. “Y/N! You did not!” Pursing your lips before nodding, “I only asked you to say hi!” The horrified face in your Mom with a subtle hint of amusement made you shrug.

“I did!" Kind of. "You didn’t ask me not to fuck him.” You argued.

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"You have an upcoming leads, I can't risk that, baby. Besides, we have an album to release and a few appearances on some soap." Remembering his good reasons made you even angrier, not quite sure if on him or yourself. "I know you understand me, I'll see you later."

Huffing over the memory made both Sunhee and Mr. Song flinch. "You know what, I'll go ahead and you guys should... stay or talk it out. I'll assure everyone." The noise and flashes from outside became harsher.

The moment the car door shut Sunhee turn to you, "It's Taehyung-oppa, isn't it."

"Ugh!" You groan and crossed your arms, "I know his right, but I don't want to look pathetic without a date in this event. I should've just accepted Cha Eun-Woo's invite."

She sigh and pat your exposed shoulder, "Unni, don't ruin your night over this- Wait, really Cha Eun-Woo asked you?" Raising one of your brows then nodding unimpressed, she continued with her comfort. "Taehyung-oppa just going to make great points and apologize for upsetting you, that's the downside of being in a relationship with a perfect man."

That wasn't comforting at all, but she was right you can't ruin this event for him (and your immaturity). For tonight, you'll forget about him and just enjoy yourself, with a little luck you'll take home all 6 awards.

Breathing in and out, exercising your mouth because this will be a lot of smiling and finally clearing your mind out of Taehyung. You nodded at Sunhee giving her the signal to open the door, smiling widely as camera flashes, being in the industry for almost 10 years– they don't bother you anymore, the lights. However the questions being thrown are kind of getting into you.

"Y/N! Y/N! Who are you with tonight?"

"It is true that no one asked you to be their  date?!"

"Y/N, who are you wearing?!"

"Y/N, tell us about your upcoming shows!"

"You don't deserve to be here!"

"I love you Y/N! Marry me!" You smiled as your fans tried to fight your haters and paparazzi’s comments.

Thanking God after you reached the top of the stairs, interviewers, journalist and big celebrities coming for the biggest social event filled the area. Your manager flagging you with his arms waving and mouthing 'here, here'. Embarrassing? Yes, but beside him is one the biggest magazine journalist.

"Good Evening, Ms. Y/N! You look stunning tonight." She cheerfully exclaimed in her big microphone covered in red foam. "How long did it took you to prepare for tonight?"

Pushing the mic in front of you, she has this wide smile on her face, the same with everyone around you. "All my life! I've been waiting for this, it is such an honor to be invited and be nominated." Exclaiming happily.

"Congrats on your nominations, by the way!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"I heard that you turn down some men to accompany you here?" Again pushing the red mic, you glance over your manager who's giving thumbs up.

Shaking your head, "That's not true, I can't think of anyone who wants to be here with me." You joked with a dash of lie and hint of pain in your voice.

"Oh, c'mon! You're Y/F/N who doesn't want to be with you. I asked some actors who's they're favorite and everyone's rooting for you!" She was almost shouting as the surrounding is getting louder. "It's your turn, who's your favorite actor?"

Your face heats up as one name flashes in your head, "As of the moment, I really like Kim Taehyung's performance in Hwarang! I hope he gets lead roles in the future!"

She agreed with you and asked a few more questions, it was going great until your manager place his hand on your back to move to another journalist. You were politely saying good-bye, but she was interrupted by her own excitement, "Kim Taehyung, hi!"

His hands are in his pocket as he strides to the woman who called his name. Hair in perfect curls falling down his forehead, perfectly fitted turtle neck hides behind his long black coat. It's almost like he wore that to match your outfit, he saw your dress when you wear trying it yesterday, could it be?

His brown eyes found yours, managing not to roll your eyes at him for being incredibly hot and not allowing you to flex him as your boyfriend. A small smile form as he scans your dress, Taehyung manages to slip a wink before turning back to his interview.

"Y/N." You snap and look at your manager, "He's talking to you."

You smiled and nod, answering short as you try to eavesdrop to Taehyung's conversation. He laughs low and answer every questions a short as he can. Every time you gaze over his way he would lick his lips, he's must doing that on purpose because he knows how much you like it when he licks his lips, you thought.

"I interviewed Cha Eun-Woo earlier, he said that you turned him down, but you did it so politely. Is that true?"

In the midst of the background noise you manage to hear as the journalist that interviewed you earlier ask Taehyung the same question, "Who is your favorite actress?"

You focus your hearing in his answer, antsy to hear your name come out from his lips, "My favorite actress?" Smirk form as he thinks, "I guess Kim..." He muttered a name that you didn't catch, but you know it wasn't yours.

The interviewer in front of you face falls as your whole demeanour changes. Suddenly you bright smile and cheery attitude earlier vanishes into thin air, "Y/N, are you okay?" Your manager touches your shoulder.

"I'm sorry if I ever offended you in anyway, Ms. Y/N." He bowed his head.

"It's fine, I'm sorry. Just a little nervous." You smiled half-heartedly.

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After announcing the nominees for the best supporting role you manage to keep your posture as Taehyung's face appeared on screen with others. Still praying for him to win because this will open so many opportunities for him.

"And the best supporting role goes to..." Park Shin-hye look up to the crowd for suspense, "Mr. Kim Taehyung of Hwarang."

Proudness painted your face, forgetting that he upsets you tonight as you clap for him. Taehyung bowed his head when they handed him his award. The room went silent waiting for his speech.

"Thank you, so much this! To Wooga and everyone who's part of Hwarang! It was amazing to work with you guys, I hope to work with you again soon!" His eyes darted on you, however you weren't sure. You've stand in his position before and that spotlight is blinding, but you could feel that his gaze is for you. "To my family and special someone, thank you for your supports! I love you!" He bowed once more and exits the stage.

Claps with whispers roared, "Is he seeing someone?" Kim Ji-won who's sitting next to you leaned in to ask, as everyone did to someone next to them, hoping to get answer if the handsome man is already taken?

Smug played over your face, "Not that I know of?" She just nodded and continued clapping. Taehyung kept his gaze at you as he passed by your table. Now that he’s done accepting his award you can finally go to the restroom to powder your nose. "Excuse me. I'll freshen up, could you keep an eye on my stuff?" Pertaining to your 3 awards that you just won, Ji-won nodded delightfully.

You were stopped by Eun-woo on your way to an empty hallway that leads to the restrooms, “Y/N!” His parted hair and angelic face is really hard to miss with tux that fits him perfectly, “I haven’t congratulated you yet.” He places both of his hands on your shoulders before pulling you into a hug that caught you off guard, but returning it gladly.  “Congratulations on 3 awards and 3 more coming.”

“Please!” you giggled as you lightly push him away, “by the way, I’m sorry for turning you down.. twice.”

He rolled his eyes playfully, “Don’t apply alcohol to the burned area.” You laughed and apologized, “You look stunning, as usual. Do you mind taking a quick pic?”

Nodding your head with a smile, he raised his hand to call the attention of the events photographer. He snake his hands around your waist to snug you close, you can smell his cologne which is a mixture of fresh and floral with a note of woody whiff. It’s not Taehyung intoxicating, but he smells nice. You didn’t mind his action because you’ve work with him before as your leading, you became friends with him after that, whatever it is between the two of you is platonic… at least to you.

“Thank you! See you around, Y/N!” You smiled one last time before heading your way.

After doing your business and retouching your lips and foundation you stride on the empty hallway, just you, the muffled noise and your heels clinking. You walk slowly, feeling a little exhausted from smiling, feet numbing on your strappy heels and just plain famish as they only served pretentious sizes of food. So, you weren't really in the mood to talk to Taehyung when you found him going in your direction.

His deadpan expression and side eyes on you as you pass each other made you question the situation. You were the one who’s upset at him for turning you down to come together in this event. Why is he the one ignoring you? “That’s it? You’re not even going to say hi to your boyfriend?” That stops your tracks. “Is it because I’m not Eun-woo?”

Clenching your jaw and turning your heels, “Are you talking to me or your favorite actress?” You can hear how petty you sound right now, but he should know well not to start with you.

Taehyung’s lips formed an ‘o’, “Is that why your trying to make me jealous?” His voice is low as he walks towards you.

“I am not trying anything,” Trying to hold the next words that will come out from your lips was grueling, and you’re too tired to even fight with yourself.  So you just let it slip, “Just like you, not even making an effort in this relationship.” The clench on his jaw loosens as he scoffs, “I’m not asking for much Taehyung.”

“I just don’t want any-“

“Rumors.”  Finishing his sentences made him even more annoyed, but you kept a straight face “With me? But you don’t have any problems having one with your favorite actress?” His face softens as he sees where he fucked up and realizes why you’re acting up ever since you offered to come to this event as a couple. Why is he so scared to link your names together when there’s nothing wrong with it?

“Y/N, wait-“

“Don’t worry, we’re good.” You strut out of the hallway before your tears fall or he could say another word, you don’t want to look pathetic in front of everyone specially Taehyung. Attempting to compose yourself before you walk back inside the event’s place.

You might sound unfair right now, but you’ve been in this relationship far too long. As much as he doesn’t want rumors, there’s already some circulating. Even his fans loved you for him, his management said its okay for him to be in a public relationship. Since your status as a highest paid actress will help him boost his career, Taehyung’s the only one who doesn’t want to address the rumor and you didn’t want to force it on him. You were okay with it at first, but it’s been a year and you’ve had enough of him being rumored with other women. He might just laugh it off when being asked about those girls, but you’re hurting when he does it to your name.

Having a hard time finishing the event with a heavy heart, you started calling Sun-hee to come get you. “Unni, one more nomination then we can go home.” She sound uneasy, your manager must be with her.

“Fine.” You toss your phone on the table making a loud thud.

Ji-won stood from her seat and excuse herself. Smile forms her lips and winks at you, “Thank you, Noona.” Taehyung sat beside you without giving much of an eye contact. “Don’t stare, just watch.”

“You don’t get to boss me right after you made me upset.” You pulled a face. “What are you doing?”

“Being with my girlfriend.” He side glances meeting your gaze, “Is that okay?” He places his hand on the table where he found yours, clasping it for everyone to see.

“Is this how you’re going to apologize?”

His whole demeanor didn’t change, but you felt him squeeze your hand. “I’m sorry, I was being selfish.” He turned to you and pouted. “I didn’t know that you were hurting. I guess being private and hiding are two different things and I was doing the latter. I love you and you know that, right?”

You stare at him longer than anticipated, so he continues. “I’ll be a better boyfriend, promise.” He is a better boyfriend, perfect even. Now, it aches in your heart that he thinks that. He lifted your hands to place a kiss on your knuckles.

You were about to answer when they called your name, the camera pan at you as you smiled awkwardly. Your intertwined hands are part of being shown on the screen. The cheer became louder and even the host were shock on what they just witness, but she didn’t say a word about it.

“And the winner is,” She let out a squeal, “Y/F/N. Congratulations!”

Taehyung were the first to give you a hug before letting you go on stage. You feel ecstatic, but not because of the award. You can feel your face blushing as everyone cheering for you which isn’t also for the award. You look back on the screen and your boyfriend’s proud face showing, clapping for you.

“You’ve probably tired of seeing me up here. So, I’ll make this quick.” You pant, trying to catch your breath while calming yourself down. “Thank you for everyone who supported my movie and to the staff who work their best! I am truly grateful to be accepting this award! To my fans, as always amazing at showing support, I love you guys! And to my special someone, thank you and I love you so much!” You raised your award a little before bowing.

Taehyung gave you a peck on the lips the moment you sat down, “I’m happy for you.” He mutters on your ears, his lingering hot breath made you shiver.

“T-thank you.” Your stuttering voice made him chuckle. “Stop that, Tae. Everyone’s looking.” You were pertaining at his hand that’s rubbing up and down your exposed legs.

“Let them look.” Regretting that you want to be public with him, forgetting that he’s frisky and likes to see you squirm. He always does this in front of your families and friends, now he has a whole new crowd to tease you. “You can’t be seriously wearing this fucking dress and thinking that I’m not going to do anything about it.”

“Stop it.”

Your breath hitch as his hands went higher, “A string? Naughty.” The table wiggles when your knee jerk as Taehyung snaps your band on your skin.

“Sorry.” You mouthed to everyone around the table. “If you want to go, just say that.” You whisper-shouted.

A bright look form on Taehyung’s face. “I want to go.”

All 5 awards and that’s not even going to be the highlight of your evening.

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