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Jackson stares down at his phone. His skin tingles with something like delight. before he can stop himself, he’s messaging Mark.

***

Mark rereads Jackson's messages with Jaebum four times before he responds. He wants to be sure that neither him nor Jackson are misreading the situation.

Once Mark is sure that everyone is on the same page, he quickly messages Jackson back, then shoves his phone into his pocket, eyes searching for you.

He finds you in the middle of the dance floor and Mark’s shoulders relax. On the other side of the room, Jackson also watches you. Mark and Jackson’s eyes meet for a moment and Jackson flashes a thumbs up.

They’ve always wanted to try something like this. Bambam and Yugyeom have told countless stories of taking girls together. There’s something about being with a girl and your best friend that sounds comfortable. 

The thought of watching you choke on Jackson’s cock while Mark fucks you is enough to have him nearly moaning, and he hasn’t even approached you yet. 

He and Jackson begin to move through the crowd towards you. Sometimes Mark wonders if he and Jackson really do have some sort of hive-mind connection, because in this moment, they’re completely in sync. 

You notice them approaching and smile. You’ve met them both a handful of times. You’re close with Jaebum, connecting with him on a friends with benefits type situation that has you over at the dorms with some frequency.

You’ve bumped into Mark in the kitchen and Jackson has walked in on you in the shower with Jaebum on more than one occasion. 

“Hey!” you say, loud enough for them to hear you over the music.

“You look amazing.” Mark says, leaning in so his lips can be closer to your ear, his hands going on your waist to make you face him.

You’re not stupid. 

You can tell Mark is flirting with you, and when Jackson comes up behind you, so close you can feel his breath on the back of your neck, you know exactly what’s going on. 

“Thanks, you guys look great too!” you laugh, trying to turn to get a better look at Jackson but Mark holds you tight.

“Dance with us.” he says, voice low, eyes dark.

You and Jaebum are not exclusive. You’ve never had a specific talk on whether or not he’s fine if you sleep with his friends, although he has joked a number of times that if Jackson walks in on you two in the shower again, he might as well just join.

You’ve been drinking, and maybe that’s what makes you lower your guard. Or maybe it’s the fact that they’re both gorgeous men giving you their undivided attention. For whatever reason, you melt into Mark’s grasp, reaching behind you to pull Jackson closer until he’s pressed against your back.

Your hips begin to move to the music and Mark presses against your front, hands coming up to ghost over your arms and then your collar bones. His eyes are dipped down, taking in your form, then going up to your face. He flashes you a gorgeous smile, the kind of smile that has your knees weak.

Jackson grabs at your waist, pushing against you so you can feel how hard he is. The knowledge that you’re pressed between your fuck buddy’s best friends, making them both hard, is enough to have you nearly moaning.

You grab the back of Mark’s neck, pulling him into a kiss. His hands go to cup your face as his teeth immediately nip at your lips, deepening the kiss. You moan when your tongues clash, tilting your head to kiss him better as you wrap your arms around the back of his neck.

Your body jolts when you feel lips on the skin under your ear. You’re shocked that Jackson has found your sweet spot with so much ease. You wonder if he’s watched when you and Jaebum have made out on the couch, and you realize he probably has.

But you don’t mind, his lips feel so good as he sucks at your skin. A whimper leaves your throat and Mark eats it up, a growl leaving his own mouth as he kisses you harder.

You’re not sure how long they kiss you. Mark stays in front of you, unrelenting, he never lets you turn around to taste Jackson. But you doubt Jackson minds, he seems to be having the time of his life directing his attention on your ass, hips, and neck. 

You push harder back against Jackson and he growls loudly in your ear, teeth nipping your skin as a “fuck” leaves his lips, “let’s get out of here?” he suggests.

You nod and they both pull away from you. Mark is the one who grabs your hand, and you grab Jackson’s, allowing Mark to drag you through the crowd towards the stairs leading upstairs.

You’d forgotten that the idols holding onto you know the person renting the mansion you’re partying in. The upstairs is closed off, but two of the 97 liners are guarding it. 

Jungkook perks up when he notices Mark and Jackson, his attention averting from the girl kissing his neck.

“Can we go upstairs?” Mark asks.

Jungkook is quick to nod. He takes one look at you and your swollen lips and knows that even if he was to say ‘no’, that the three of you would probably just go past him to reach the bedrooms upstairs. 

Jungkook moves to the side and Mark starts up the stairs, pulling you with him.

Jackson’s hand slips out of yours and when you turn to reach for him, your eyes meet Jinyoung’s. He’s standing at the bottom of the stairs, holding onto Jackson’s arm. 

Mark is still dragging you up the stairs and you let him, leaving Jackson and Jinyoung behind.

Once you’re out of earshot, Jinyoung turns to Jackson, eyes full of anger, “what the fuck are you two doing?”

Jackson grins, pulling out his phone to show Jinyoung Jaebum’s texts. Jinyoung reads them carefully and then his eyes move up the stairs to where you and Mark have disappeared. 

Jinyoung doesn’t say anything, instead, he simply follows you and Mark. Jackson groans internally, he knows Mark won’t be happy about Jinyoung joining, but Jackson really doesn’t mind. 

Jackson was never going to be the main dom no matter what, adding one more dom to the mix doesn’t phase him. In fact, he thinks it might be funny to watch Mark and Jinyoung struggle for power. 

When the two of them enter the master bedroom, Jackson nearly moans at the sight. Mark has you pressed against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist as he kisses you. Jackson has always had a thing for watching anything sexual, and the fact that it’s you and Mark is driving him wild.

You notice the new people in the room when Jinyoung shuts the door and locks it behind him. When you turn to look, you expect just Jackson. Your eyes lock with Jinyoung’s and you push at Mark, “let me down-” you say quickly.

“wha-” Mark begins to question but then he sees Jinyoung and he’s quick to set you down, letting you cower behind him, “Jinyoung-”

“It’s very naughty you know.” Jinyoung says, running a hand through his hair, “fucking two of Jaebum’s best friends.”

“I-” you begin to defend yourself but Jinyoung holds up a hand and you quickly shut your mouth.

“And you didn’t even think to invite me.” Jinyoung pretends to be hurt, “come here baby, apologize.” 

“Jinyoung-” Mark begins to fight for dominance but JInyoung flashes him a look and even Mark caves. Jinyoung looks mad and none of you are too keen on disobeying him.

You move out from behind Mark and he watches you go, approaching Jinyoung, waiting for instruction.

“On your knees princess.” Jinyoung says, “do you have a safe word?”

Your entire body tingles at his dominance. A man bringing up a safe word- he must mean business. the control he has over this situation is making you dizzy and you nod, “red for stop, yellow for discomfort and green for all clear.” you tell him, hands reaching out to undo his belt eagerly.

“You’ll be good for us right?” Jinyoung asks, grabbing at your face to force you to look up at him. 

You nod.

“Say it baby, I asked you a question, use your words.” Jinyoung’s eyes darken.

“I’ll be good for you sir.” you answer immediately.

Jinyoung is satisfied with your answer. He’s even satisfied that you opted for sir instead of ‘daddy’. Jinyoung prefers daddy, but he knows from talks with Jaebum that daddy is a term you have reserved for him. Jinyoung already feels slightly weird about fucking you, and he’d feel worse if he made you call him the same name you call Jaebum.

You fumble to get him out of his pants and waste no time pushing down his briefs. Jinyoung’s cock stands at attention and your mouth waters just looking at it. He’s longer the Jaebum, just slightly, but he’s not as girthy as your resident fuck buddy. You don’t mind.

You wrap your lips around the head, teasing him with your tongue only to have a hand grab your hair, pulling you off of him, “No fucking teasing.” Jinyoung growls and you hear Jackson whisper “holy shit” from somewhere on your left.

 You nod, “okay sir.”

“Thought you said you were going to be good for us.” Jinyoung sighs, letting go of you so you can go back to work. You take as much of him as you can in your mouth, “Jaebum always tells us you’re a good girl, but maybe he’s wrong.” Jinyoung’s words make you moan.

The direct Jaebum reference has you clenching your thighs together, knowing you’re all being dirty. Jinyoung’s fingers stroke your head as you bob on his dick, lewd sounds filling your ears but they get drowned out by the music coming from downstairs. 

Your eyes are closed and Jackson watches in awe as you blow his best friend like it’s your favourite pass time. “such a good girl.” Jackson moans and you whimper around Jinyoung. The three men exchange looks, realizing praise is one of your kinks. 

“Mark, come here,” Jinyoung’s voice barely registers in your brain until he’s pulling you off of him, “suck.” Jinyoung says, pushing you towards Mark who has appeared next to him, his dick ready and waiting. 

You wrap your hand around Jinyoung, stroking him as you move your menstruations to Mark. Mark lets out a groan, head lolling back to expose his throat, “fuck, you feel so fucking good.” he says loudly, “you’re so fucking good at this baby.”

The compliments make you pick up your pace and both men moan at it, Mark’s hips twitching. “You’re gonna cum on her tits.” Jinyoung states.

“Not her mouth?” comes a distressed response from Mark.

“Not her mouth.” Jinyoung clarifies, voice stern. 

You can hear Mark pouting but the pout becomes a moan as you suck harder at him, “fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Mark says loudly, grabbing the back of your head so he can fuck your face.

The head of his cock hits the back of your throat and your slight gagging has Mark going over the edge as he pulls from your mouth and jacks himself onto your tits, moaning loudly above you. 

“Ready for me Princess?” Jinyoung asks when Mark finishes cumming, and you nod, turning your attention back to Jinyoung. Your lips wrapped around him has his whole body practically shuddering, “you’re so good at this.”

You moan around his cock and Jinyoung closes his eyes, close to orgasm again. 

“Fuck, we’re going to reward you for this princess.” JInyoung promises, “make me cum and then Jackson’s going to eat your pretty pussy until you’re begging for him to stop.” 

Your cunt throbs at his words and you moan needily around his cock.

“And then we’ll all fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow.” Jinyoung continues, his hips beginning to rut against you and you stop your motions so he can fuck your face at his own pace, “going to ruin you for Jaebum so we can actually get a night of fucking sleep instead of listening to you scream daddy until the morning, so fucking dirty, so good for us.” 

Jinyoung’s words are so filthy but you know it’s true. They’ve been listening to you, every time you come over to fuck Jaebum, which has been a lot recently.

“Tired of listening baby, you’re mine now.” Jinyoung growls, pulling out of your mouth so he can cum on your tits, the hot fluid coating your skin. When Jinyoung finishes he looks down at you, grabbing your face, “say it.”

“I’m yours.” you say, licking your lips as you look up at him with a fucked out expression.

Jackson comes to kneel by you, still in his clothes even though you can see his cock pressing against his jeans. He wipes the cum off of you with a towel he must have gotten from the bathroom, his eyes are full of concern. Then he cups your face, “are you okay?” he asks.

You nod, “yeah, thanks Jackson.” the lazy smile you throw his way is so cute he cant help but lean in and kiss you softly. it’s a change from Jinyoung’s dominating presence, but you don’t mind, leaning into the kiss with a smile. 

Jackson pulls away and picks you up, taking you to set you down on the bed. He gets on top of you, lips on yours as he removes your clothes. You’re a moaning mess when his lips latch to your nipple, teeth teasing the bud and making your hips buckle towards him, “Jackson-” you moan, pulling at his hair.

His kisses continue down your body until he gets to your panties. He grabs the fabric with his teeth and pulls them down your legs, dragging you to the edge of the bed. His breath fans over your pussy and you shudder in excitement, looking down at him in awe. 

You’ve heard Jaebum call Jackson the ‘pussy eating champion’ but you never thought you’d get to experience it for yourself. 

“Say please baby, hasn’t Jaebum taught you any manners?” Jinyoung’s voice distracts you and you mewl, opening your eyes as he comes to sit on the bed next to you. He has his boxers on and you press a kiss to his thigh, looking up at him.

“Please?”

“Don’t ask me.” he smiles down at you, petting your hair.

You look down at Jackson who presses a kiss to your inner thigh with a smile, “please Jackson, please eat me out.” 

“So pretty when you’re begging.” Mark comes to sit on the other side of you, trailing his finger across your collar bones and down to your nipple, pinching it and making you moan.

“Since you asked so nicely baby,” Jackson says before his lips attach to your clit. You moan loudly, back arching off the bed as you grab for leverage, finding Jinyoung’s hand. 

He watches you fondly and you’re unaware of it. His eyes wandering over your beautiful face as Jackson eats you out.

“Add a finger, stretch her out for us.” Jinyoung instructs.

He knows the second Jackson does as he asks because you gasp, eyes opening to look up at him and squeezing his hand harder, “I want-”

“I know baby,” Jinyoung squeezes your hand in return, “have to make sure you’re ready for us.”

“She’s so fucking tight.” Jackson says, watching his finger disappear inside of you. He adds a second and becomes mesmerized by the way they move in to you and come out covered in slick. 

“Make her cum Jackson.” Mark says harshly, getting impatient. He and Jinyoung have both already cum, and he knows Jinyoung will wait till Jackson has as well until he lets Mark have another round at you.

Jackson’s lips return to your clit and he sucks it harshly, making your hips lift off the bed. Mark holds you down, moving so he can wrap his mouth on your nipple, flicking it with his tongue and teasing it with his teeth.

“Beg princess.” Jinyoung’s words reach your brain and then “please” is leaving your lips over and over again.

You can feel your orgasm building and when Jinyoung says “cum for us pretty girl” you explode on Jackson’s fingers, entire body tingling as you grab at Mark’s hair, bringing his lips up to yours as you gasp into his mouth, not caring about clashing teeth.

Jackson eats you out through your orgasm until you’re sensitive and your legs are twitching, “please Jackson I need you-” you moan.

Jackson repositions himself quickly. You feel his cock rub against your entrance, getting himself coated in your slick so he can slide in easier. When he pushes in you moan and Mark backs off, watching where Jackson is entering you. When Jackson bottoms out, he pauses for a moment, watching you. 

You pull at him, forcing him onto your chest so you can attach your lips to his. He takes this as an instruction to move and begins to ram his hips into yours roughly, gripping your waist. Little sounds leave your lips with every thrust, your eyes clenched, enjoying each wave of pleasure that runs through your body. 

Jackson buries his face in your neck, marking your sweet spot and making your entire body shake, “oh my god-” you moan, legs tightening around Jackson’s waist as a second orgasm approaches.

“Gonna cum twice for us like a good girl? Is Jackson that good?” Mark laughs.

“yes!” you scream as Jackson angles his hips slightly, the head of his dick suddenly ramming into a spot that has you seeing stars, “fuck!” you scream as your second orgasm slams into you, walls convulsing around Jackson who you drag over the edge with you. 

His moans are sinful in your ear and you’re both panting when he stops moving, pressing a kiss to your lips, “so pretty.” he tells you, smiling before Mark is shoving him off of you. 

“My turn princess?” Mark asks.

You nod, looking up at him with a dazed expression.

“Can you get on all fours baby?” Mark questions, watching you with concern.

You nod again, sitting up and getting into the position he wants you in. Mark kneels behind you on the bed, hands fanning over your ass, “you’re perfect.” he says, rubbing the head of his dick against your pussy, Jackson’s cum just beginning to drip out.

He slides in easily and you both moan, you rest your cheek on Jinyoung’s thigh, tracing the head of his already hardening cock with your finger. Mark pulls almost all the way out and then slams back into you, gripping your hips tightly.

You move your whole hand around Jinyoung, stroking him eagerly, the material of his briefs in the way. You push at the waistband and manage to get the head of his dick out, your lips wrapping around it as Jinyoung pushes the hair away from your face so he can watch.

Mark wraps his hand around your front, rubbing at your clit as he slows his thrusts, eyes glued to where your lips wrap around Jinyoung. 

There’s something so sexy about watching you with his friends. Jackson is collapsed in a chair near the bed, also watching, and he wonders if maybe he loves it so much because he’s been listening to you and Jaebum fuck for months. To finally have a visual is a dream come true.

In fact, you surpass what any of them have ever dreamed of. No wet dream could compare to this.

You moan around Jinyoung’s cock when Mark rubs your clit harshly. You’re still sensitive from two orgasms, and everyone knows it. 

Mark is okay with Jackson winning your orgasm count with two, but he’ll be damned if he doesn't make you cum around his cock at least once.

He can feel your walls clenching around him and Mark moans. He wraps a hand through your hair, roughly pulling you away from Jinyoung so you’re on your knees with your back pressed against Mark’s chest. The angle is different and Mark pokes your G-spot with every shallow thrust, his teeth biting into your neck and making you almost scream.

“Gonna fucking cum for me kitten?” Mark growls, his fingers on your clit rubbing faster, “gonna let me fill you up?”

“Yes-” you breathe, already nearly cumming.

When Mark’s lips press against your neck, teeth and tongue branding you, you tip over the edge. Your entire body spasms and you wiggle in Mark’s grasp trying to get away from his fingers rubbing your clit, the overstimulation almost too much to bear as you milk Mark dry, his cum coating your walls and mixing with Jackson’s.

Mark’s groan is low in your ear and when he finally stops he lets you fall to the bed, curling up against Jinyoung’s leg as he looks down at you fondly.

Mark runs a hand through his hair and then rubs your thigh, “you’re doing so well baby.” he tells you.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” Jinyoung suggests.

“No-” you begin to protest, looking up at Jinyoung, “you haven’t-”

“I’ll fuck you in the shower if you ask nicely baby.” Jinyoung tells you. Then he picks you up bridal style, carrying you to the bathroom attached to the bedroom. 

“Can you stand?” he asks and you nod weakly. He sets you down and you stand on shaky legs while he gets the shower to a good temperature, then he pulls you to join him under the stream.

He keeps you pressed to his chest in a hug, his cheek pressed against the top of your head as you breathe, hearing the beat of his heart. It feels so nice to be in his arms, he’s so warm and you can feel that he cares.

You pull away so you can look up at him, blinking against the water. He smiles down at you, pressing his lips against yours softly. you realize that although he’s had his cock in your mouth three times already, you haven’t kissed him yet.

You’re surprised at the softness of his kisses, especially after he was so dominant with the other two.

You can feel his hard cock pressing against you and you reach between your bodies to grab it, using the water to help slick your hand up and down his shaft. Jinyoung smiles against your lips, “needy.” he says, “you’ve already cum three times and you still want more.”

“Want you.” you tell him.

“You have me.” he says before slamming you against the wall of the shower, tongue slipping into your mouth.

The roughness has your pussy throbbing and you work your hand up and down his shaft faster, eager for him to just fuck you.

Jinyoung picks you up easily and you grasp at his shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist, he slams into you and you moan loudly.

“Don’t fall.” you say between kisses.

Jinyoung stops kissing you, he keeps his cock buried in you and laughs, burying his face in your neck as you play with his hair, feeling embarrassed, “don’t laugh at me.” you whine, eager for him to begin moving again, although the cock warming does feel nice. 

“You’re cute,” he assures you, pressing a soft kiss to your neck. He begins to thrust again, using the wall to leverage you so he can keep you exactly where he wants you. 

He looks so beautiful with the water cascading down his gorgeous strong shoulders, and his lips feel so good on your neck. 

You know you’re going to have hickeys tomorrow but you can’t bring yourself to care.  

“Feel so good.” Jinyoung moans, fingers digging into your thighs.

A whimper leaves your lips and Jinyoung’s skin tingles. He can feel your pussy clenching around him, so worked up from all the fun you’ve already had.

And he’s been quite patient, so he’s close too.

“I want you to look at me when you cum.” Jinyoung says, pulling away from your neck so he can lock eyes with you, “you’re so beautiful when you cum.”

He can tell that his words of affection make you flustered by the way it’s hard for you to meet his gaze, but it just adds to your adorableness. 

“I want to know who’s making you feel this good.” Jinyoung says, voice getting lower as he slams into you particularly hard.

“You are Jinyoung.” you moan immediately.

“Scream it so everyone downstairs knows.” Jinyoung says, thrusting even harder and faster as he chases his orgasm.

“Jinyoung-” you moan, digging your nails into his back as you struggle to keep your eyes open, watching the beautiful man in front of you who seems hellbent on making you cum so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.

He bites his lower lip in concentration, adjusting you just slightly against the wall. the head of his cock rams directly into your gspot unexpectedly and you cum around him immediately, screaming his name as you cling to him, lips parted.

Jinyoung thinks you’re gorgeous, but he wants to kiss you so he slams his lips against yours, cumming inside of you as your walls spasm around him over and over again.

You’re both gasping into the kiss, one of your hands going up to tug at his hair but it just makes him want to ride it all out harder, to prolong your orgasms. 

When he finally stills, pulling away from your lips and setting you down, you can’t stand on your own. Jinyoung doesn’t mind, he holds you up, keeping you close to his chest again.

You’re eyes are closed and you’re practically falling asleep in his arms while standing in the shower. Jinyoung makes sure your clean, any left over fluids from what you’ve just done are washed away. Then he turns the water off and grabs a towel, making you sit on the sink top while he dries you off. 

When he carries you to the bedroom, Jackson and Mark are gone. Jinyoung doesn’t mind, in fact, he prefers it. “should I take you home baby?” he asks.

“Can’t we just stay here?” you question, already curling up under the covers of the bed, eyes closed.

Jinyoung locks the door to the bedroom and then comes to join you. You curl against his side, using his chest as a pillow as he wraps an arm around you. The music is loud from downstairs but neither of you care.

He knows you’re asleep by the sound of your breathing, and soon he is too.

***

The party is dying down and Bambam is saying goodbye to the last few guests. Technically Jungkook had rented the house, but he’d gone home with a girl an hour earlier so Bambam had promised to stay and make sure everyone got home.

Jackson and Mark are cleaning a few things up, getting rid of the easy cups. 

“What are you guys doing?” Bambam asks once it’s only the three of them, “we have cleaners coming in the morning for that.” Mark and Jackson stop what they’re doing, “you guys look really uncomfortable,” Bambam laughs again, “didn’t you guys have fun?”

“Jinyoung and Y/N are upstairs.” Jackson says.

“What?!” Bambam screams, eyes bulging out of his head as he makes a run for the stairs leading to the bedrooms. 

Mark grabs him and manages to make him stop, getting between him and the stairs, “don’t go up there.” he warns.

“I can’t believe they fucked! Jaebum’s going to be so mad!” Bambam is starting to look worried, the excitement leaving his face.

“No he’s not, he told us that they’re not exclusive and Y/N can fuck who she wants.” Jackson clarifies.

Bambam rolls his eyes, “he only says that, he doesn’t mean it. Jaebum’s totally in love with her. They’ve been hanging out for what? Four months? Have you seen Jaebum with anyone else? Has he even looked at another girl? Y/N’s literally perfect for him. We’ve all heard them fucking, she’s completely submissive, just what a guy like Jaebum wants...” Bambam trails off, and the entire mood of the room changes.

They all realize how much things have just been fucked up.

“Fuck, Jaebum’s going to be so mad at Jinyoung-”

“We fucked her too.” Jackson blurts out before he can stop himself.

Bambam nearly falls over, jaw dropping, “you what!? Both of you?!”

Mark looks guiltily at the ground. 

“Who did what?! Are we talking double penetration? Anal? Blowies-”

“Does it really matter?” Jackson grimaces, not about to give Bambam all the details of your sexual encounter.

“Okay you’re right.” Bambam takes a deep breath to calm himself down, “you guys fucked up.”

“What do we do?” Mark groans.

“We can’t lie to JB.” Jackson says firmly.

“But we can’t just tell him ‘hey bro, looks like your future girlfriend just got railed by practically the entire hyung line, wish you’d been here for it’.” Mark rolls his eyes. 

“Wait-” Jackson frowns, “did you hear what Jinyoung was saying earlier?”

“He said a lot.” Mark snickers.

“Yeah, but about the whole ‘you’re mine’ thing?” Jackson clarifies, “has... he’s been into her for a while too huh?”

“Fuck.” Bambam sits down on the staircase, running a hand through his hair, “she’d be perfect for him too, he and Jaebum are so similar with what they like.”

“Do you think he wants to like... actually date her?” Mark asks, sitting next to Bambam.

“Who wouldn’t want to date her?” Jackson scoffs.

“True.” Mark sighs.

Bambam groans, “I don’t want to date her. Yugyeom doesn't, Youngjae doesn’t. It’s literally just you four that seem to be in love with her.”

“We’re not in love with her-” Mark rolls his eyes.

“Then let Jinyoung and Jaebum fight it out.” Bambam shrugs.

“Well if they’re fighting I want to fight-” Mark immediately states, making Jackson and Bambam laugh.

“See?” Bambam says, “told ya so.”

“Should we go up there and talk about it?” Jackson asks, “I mean, this is Y/N’s decision right? She might not even like us like that, this might be just a onetime thing-”

“She’s up there sleeping with Jinyoung right?” Bambam asks.

“Yeah.”

Bambam quirks an eye brow, “do you usually sleep over with one night stands?” 

The message is clear. from everyones behaviour, it seems unanimously certain that this is not a one night thing. 

“The fact that you two are coming to me for relationship advice-” Bambam laughs and shakes his head, "it’s sad.”

All three of their phones ding and Bambam’s the first to look at it, “it’s from JB to the groupchat, he says ‘did you guys have fun tonight?’” 

Mark and Jackson exchange guilty looks and Bambam sets down his phone, “we’ll just all pretend we’re asleep. Sort this out with Y/N and Jinyoung tomorrow, it will work out.”

“And what if it doesn't?” Jackson groans.

“Then you shouldn’t have fucked your best friend’s fuck buddy.” 

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