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Taehyung rolled on his back, going from side to side, letting his hair cloud his eyes. After about another hundred rolls he stopped and huffed out loud enough to finally catch your attention.

“What,” you asked, knowing he was about to give you an earful.

“I know midterms are coming up and all. And I know you’re like a stuffy old lady who does nothing but study all the damn time. But can you for once, be cool and go out with me tonight?”

“Why are we friends again?”

He scooted so his head could hang upside down off the side of your bed, “Because you secretly have a crush on me and you couldn’t think to have anyone else as your best friend.”

You looked at him with pity, “Whatever helps you sleep at night jerk.”

He laughed, “Y/N, be honest with me, you love me right?”

Knowing full well studying was out the window now that you got him talking, you bookmarked your text book and closed it tight, “I love you Kim Taehyung. Please be my boyfriend.”

“Done! I’m all yours!” He pushed off the wall and rolled backwards to the ground, but only succeeded in kicking your desk making your water fall on the floor. “Woops….”

You’ve gotten so used to his antics and clumsiness that this wasn’t close to phasing you anymore, “No, please, let me.”

You got up and walked over to the drawer that had the towels. He moved so you could kneel on the ground and start wiping up the mess. He stared at you, getting a good look at your profile.

He smiled, “You know if you put yourself out there a little more, you’d actually have fun.”

“I have fun.”

“Reading in your room all day is not fun.”

“On the contrary, I can open a book and get lost in any kind of world!”

He frowned, “Do you realize how much of a nerd you are?”

“Again, why am I friends with you?”

Having cleaned up the mess you go to stand up, but he quickly grabs your hand and pulls you down into his lap. The action has your heart racing, but in moments you calm down.

“Just because you’re gay, doesn’t mean you can just always cuddle with me you know?”

He chuckled in your ear, “But you’re just so cute and tiny, I can’t help it. Besides, we’re best friends. I like holding you~”

You sighed but smiled, letting yourself cuddle against his back, “I like it too Taehyung. But seriously, anymore teasing and I’m grounding you from cuddles.”

He threw his head back and his body went limp, being over dramatic as usual, “The fuck?! No!”

“Then be nice,” you laughed as you smacked his thigh.

“Point taken. Just come out with me? Pretty pretty please~”

You shifted your legs and got up, throwing the wet towel in the dirty basket. You spun on your heel, hands on your hips as you stared down at your best friend; a sloppy mess on your floor.

He gave you the saddest puppy dog eyes that you both knew, you couldn’t handle.

“You’re the worst.”

He shot up on his feet and clapped his hands, “Is that a yes?!”

You tried keeping a straight face, but failed, a smile cracking, “Yes Kim Taehyung. Yes! But you’ll have to help me with something to wear, ‘kay?”

“AHHHHH YESSSSSSS!!!!”

He clasped your face in his hands and kissed you for a long two seconds. He continued to jump around and do a weird victory dance as you stood there, blushing from head to toe. The enigma called Kim Taehyung eluded you, as always.

“I look stupid.”

You looked into your full body mirror and reveled at the sight of you. Thick black boots that zipped up to just under your knees. A short black faux leather, skin tight skirt that hugged your thighs and hips just right. A long sleeved black and white striped crop tee, giving you the “cutest sweater paws ” according to Taehyung. A thick choker with a tiny bell. And the heaviest makeup around your eyes.

Taehyung turned you around, “Puck out those sexy lips.”

“What?”

“Just do it loser.”

You pouted, sticking them out. And he skillfully applied bright red lipstick, coated with a matte finish, made sure to last through the night.

“And my work is done here,” he praised himself. He tousled your hair a bit, officially satisfied. “Fuck you’re so sexy. Do you realize that if I weren’t gay that I’d be trying to tap that ass, like, all the fucking time?”

“Oh you flatter me Sir,” you say with heavy sarcasm, “But it’s just because you’re my-”

He pinched your face in his hand, making your lips puff out, “Stop right there Miss I-have-zero-self-esteem.” You narrowed your eyes but he continued, “It’s not because I’m your best friend.” He let go of your face and put his hands on your shoulders, “Listen, you’re gorgeous. You’re stunning. You’re fucking amazing. I wouldn’t just say this because we’re friends, I’m not that shallow. I’ll call you out on your shit, I’ll tell you like it is. You should know that by now.”

You really couldn’t help the blush in your cheeks.

“And I’m telling you the truth, you’re so sexy and such an amazing catch that any guy would be lucky to have you even look at them. I just need you to man the fuck up, and act like all men are beneath you. Rule this world. Because I know you could.”

“Taehyung….”

“I know you might be feeling nervous or scared, but fake it till you make it sweetheart. You’re not gonna learn how to live your life if you only read books.”

You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, trying to find your center, the universe, whatever bullshit to keep you grounded. And in just ten seconds you were ready for the night. You smiled, taking on a persona, someone who wasn’t just a studybug, drank coffee in the early mornings as you got up at dawn to go to school, was meticulous about taking down notes, and had an embarrassing collection of novels in your room. No. Tonight you were going to be someone else completely. You weren’t going to worry about tests, you were going to drink. You weren’t going to be nervous and be a wallflower, you were going to dance and mingle. Life was waiting to be had. And it was about time you lived it.

Taehyung looked at himself in the mirror, marveling at his own body. The combination of his low cut skinny jeans and a bit too small button top showing off that small bit of skin of his lower abdomen.

“We’re some sexy bitches. Are you ready to fuck up the world with me?”

You accompanied his grin with your red painted one, “Fuck yes.”

“Atta girl.”

You were only down at the end of the street, but you could already see people flocking around. Everyone headed towards the same house. It was nerve wrecking. Not once have you ever been to a party like this and you could feel your heart going crazy.

“Taehyung….”

He stopped and turned around. He saw the small panic in your eyes and hurried to put his hands on your shoulders to help calm you down.

“Breathe. It’s ok. I’m right here.”

“What if… what if I make a fool out of myself. Or something happens?”

He smiled innocently, “I doubt that will happen. But… hm….” He thought for a second and then came up with a brilliant idea, “Listen, how about we have a safe word?”

You frowned, “Isn’t that for sex?”

“Well duh, but we’ll use it for this party.”

“Ok??????”

“If one of us says the safe word, no matter what, we’ll shut up and leave. No matter what .”

“You’ll do that for me?”

“Of course babe, who do you take me for,” he said with pride.

You chuckled, “Ok ok, then what’s the word gonna be?”

“Uhhhhhh,” he stared up at the sky, “Ah! How about balloon shoes!”

You busted out into a fit of giggles. Of course he’d suggest something crazy like that, “How in the world- Nevermind. Balloon shoes it is.”

He grinned, “I’m amazing right? I promise to stick to you like glue, so let’s get going~”

As the two of you got closer to the house party, more and more people were starting to walk around. The music was thumping, red solo cups on the front lawn, a couple making out on the porch, girls comforting their crying friend; this was a party.

Taehyung was waving and chatting to a few people as you walked into the house. He was like a social butterfly, he knew everyone. But then again, that was his personality. He was so easy to talk to. His smile was contagious. His humor and speech insatiable. Kim Taehyung was charming. And everyone gravitated to him. It was a wonder that he was your best friend.

But like he promised, he stayed by your side. Or more like, he made sure to drag you around with him.

“Hey bro!!!! Good to see you!!!”

“Hobi Hyung!!!”

Taehyung hugged the older guy tight and laughed as he already noticed his friend drunk off his ass.

His friend’s eyes turned towards you, “Ohhhhh who is this pretty little thing?”

“Hyung, meet my best friend Y/N. Y/N meet Hoseok, or Hobi for short. He’s been taking care of me for a few years now.”

You tucked your messy hair behind your ear before reaching your hand out to shake his, “It’s nice to meet you. Thank you for taking care of this idiot.”

Hobi laughed and shook your hand, “Oh man! I love her! Where has she been????”

“Stuck behind books! But I managed to drag her out!”

“WOOO! YESSS!!!”

You felt your shoulders starting to shrink a little, but you did your best to put on a smile, a firm steady on the mood. You could do this.

“Let’s get this girl a drink!”

Hobi was quick to grab your hand and drag you to the kitchen, but Taehyung easily intercepted and grabbed his hand instead. With his other hand he held yours and pulled you along. You held on tight as you slid between moving bodies. Some talking, some dancing, some getting a little too close.

In the kitchen there were piles of cups, liquor bottles, beer cans, and shot glasses. Taehyung pulled you so you were standing in front of him, his taller body easily giving him a view over your head.

Hobi started pouring shots, spilling a little on the counter, but more or less filling the tiny glasses up.

“One for you, and for you, and for me~” He held the glass up, “Cheers to…. To….”

Taehyung raised his glass, “To Y/N! For being a sexy ass bitch and being my best friend!”

“CHEERS!!!!”

You turned to face Taehyung who grinned, his voice sounding seductive and excited, “Take a Love shot with me.”

“What the hell is that?”

“Here….”

He crossed your arm with his so that you could both take the shot at the same time, bringing the two of you close.

“Oh.”

“Cheers baby~”

“Cheers!”

You took the shot and did your best to swallow. But the burning was the worst feeling. He gulped happily and started for another one. You gave him your shot glass and looked around for something to drink. But all there was to drink was beer and liquor. Neither of which would do good to sooth your throat.

He giggled a bit and started making you a really sweet drink. He handed you the cup and you carefully drank a tiny sip. But to your surprise it was like candy.

“Oh my God Tae, this is so good!” You drank a big gulp.

“Ahhh well, enjoy, haha.”

Another gulp. “Thanks!”

You looked around and noticed people coming in and out of the kitchen; none of which you knew. If you were being honest, you knew of them, but never have you ever talked to any of them. They were all rumored to be party people. Only going to college to get drunk and do drugs. Not that you were judging, but it just wasn’t your thing.

You looked down at your already half empty drink. If all the drinks tasted like this one Taehyung made you, you wouldn’t be so against always drinking and partying.

You drank some more and noticed that Taehyung was doing his third shot with some really pretty girls just a few feet away. His back was turned towards you and you could feel a boil bubbling up in your chest.

Panic.

“No…..”

You took a deep breath. You could do this. You wanted to do this.

You chugged the rest of your drink and counted to ten in your head.

Hobi was walking back into the kitchen and noticed you by the sink. He walked over and noticed your empty cup. “Hey girly~ Want another one?”

“I don’t know what Taehyung made but it was really sweet.”

“Sweet? Ok I gotchu!”

He grabbed your cup and started mixing stuff together. He came back a second later with a different colored drink than Taehyung’s. You gave him the benefit of the doubt and sipped it. It was a little bit more bitter, but it was manageable.

“It’s good, thank you!”

Were you gonna have to yell all night? Because it was only then that you realized that that’s all you’ve been doing to talk.

“Take another shot with me?”

You looked at his wobbly eyes, “Maybe you should take a break?”

“Nonsense! Let me shows you a good timesss! Pweety please?”

“.....Ok!”

He poured you the same shot before, more spilling out this time before he handed you the tiny glass once again. You glanced at Taehyung who was still talking to the girls then glanced back at Hobi. He clinked his shot glass against yours and downed it. You took a deep breath then took your second shot. It was gross still. So you hurried to drink the concoction in your hand. It wasn’t really bitter anymore, which you found puzzling.

Taehyung turned around as you handed Hobi your shot glass, “What? You had a shot?”

“Yeah? And?”

“Ahhhhh my girl! How are you feeling?” He looked down at my drink, noticing it was a new one, “Wait, when did you get that?”

“Hobi Oppa made it for me.”

“Holy shits she jus called me ‘Opppppa’ I’m in love.”

Taehyung pushed his hyung away by the chest, “Get out of here drunk.”

“And I’m feeling….. Pretty good,” you smiled.

He smirked, “That’s a smile that says it wants to dance!”

He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the kitchen and to the living room where the makeshift rave was happening. The lights were turned off, only the lights from the DJ booth in the corner lighting anything up. You tugged on his arm to stop him. He turned to look at you.

“Want to wait?”

You nodded.

He leaned in to get close to your ear, “I’m going to go talk to the DJ ok? Will you be ok right here?”

You nodded again. There was still light in the hallway where you were, so you felt like you could handle at least this much.

“Ok, I’ll be right back!”

You sipped on your drink as your eyes followed your best friend weave his way through the messy hot bodies dancing. So many people were packed into the living room, but no one seemed to care being pressed up against each other. The heat in the air was thick, and you could only imagine it was worse in the middle. But really, it was starting to get super hot.

You rubbed your neck, feeling a few sweat drops falling down from the base of your head. It must have been being so close to everyone. You drank some more, hoping the cold drink to cool you down. But as minutes went by, Taehyung still talking to the DJ, your drink now gone, your body was even more hot.

You looked around for a trash can, but with none being around you felt a little helpless. You didn’t want to liter, despite the already trashy floor. As you looked down you realized the floor shake a bit. You blinked a few times, getting your composure back. You were really starting to feel light; feel good.

“Trash can…..”

You turned away from the crowd, momentarily forgetting that your best friend was in that room, so that you could throw away your cup.

The entrance to the kitchen was being blocked, so you turned to walk down the hallway. You turned the corner and noticed a door cracked. You opened up the door looking for a trash can and noticed a guy fucking a girl on the sink.

Good news was, you found the bathroom.

Bad news was, you saw your old crush, Jimin, in the middle of sex.

“OH MY GOD!” You closed your eyes and hurried to close the door. You backed up all they way till you ran into someone. You opened your eyes and saw a tall guy standing behind you. His hair was a perfectly imperfect mess, his top leaving nothing to the imagination as it hugged his pecs just right, and his designer jeans hugging his legs in such a way that left you feeling all kinds of hot. But that was probably the alcohol.

“D-Don’t go in there! They’re having sex!”

The guy started laughing hard, his bunny smile was really sexy. “Oh? Ok! I won’t go in there then, haha.”

“Haha… yeah….”

“You don’t get out often do you?”

You frowned, “Is it that obvious?”

“Yeah. Just a little.” He backed up so he could lean on the wall, crossing his perfectly toned arms across his chest, “What’s your name?”

“I’m Y/N. I came with Taehyung.”

“Oh really? Hyung is great!” He looked really happy thinking about Taehyung, a bit of a blush in his cheeks.

“And you are?”

“I’m Jungkook! Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you Jungkook. I’m Y/N.”

He started laughing again, “You’re so funny! Can we be friends?”

You blinked your eyes in confusion, “You wanna be friends with me?”

“Yeah, why not? Unless you don’t want too.”

You wanted too. You really wanted too. “S-Sure.”

But with the door clicking open behind you, you froze. For a split second you actually forgot what you saw.

“Jungkookie, is that you? How have you been?”

“Hey Hyung. Pretty good. Y/N here was giving me warning about the show going on in there,” he said with a grin, taking notice of the girl slipping out of the bathroom behind Jimin.

Jimin smirked, “You want a show huh?” He turned his attention down to you, “......Y/N long time no see. I thought your nerdy ass didn't come to things like this.”

He took his time examining you from head to toe. And damn, he sure didn't remember you having a body like this. Were you always this sexy?

You counted to ten in your head.

One.

The last time you saw Jimin, actively sought out Jimin, was your last day of high school when you confessed that you've been in love with him since ya’ll were kids.

Three .

He said he liked you too. But later that day you caught him kissing a girl in the gym.

Six .

You swore off boys since that day and promised to yourself to keep your nose to the books and study hard.

Nine .

He wasn't going to ruin all your efforts to be here. You weren't that nerdy ass girl lost in her books right now. You were a fucking goddess and you were going to act as such.

Ten .

You turned around and leaned against the wall, purposely sticking out your chest a bit, a grin so easily spreading across your face, “And I thought your slutty ass wasn't so easy, but I guess we all make mistakes.” I made it a point to look at the girl who embarrassingly snuck past the people in the hallway to escape.

Jungkook put his fist to his lips, “Oh shit she's got a tongue on her! You're definitely my new best friend!”

Jimin licked the corner of his mouth, and bit his bottom lip as his eyes narrowed down at you. If you didn't know any better he was staring at your lips and not your eyes. It was sending chills down your whole body, naturally drawing your attention to his own puffy, oh so kissable lips.

And he wasn't just kissable, Park Jimin was fuckable. But he really wasn't your type. At least, that what you try to remind yourself. What you tried to convince yourself at this very moment.

You turn to Jungkook, “Mind escorting me away from this creep? I actually wanna try and enjoy this party.”

“Hahahaha she's great! Sure, come with me! Later Hyung,” he said with a wink and a cute bunny smile.

Jimin watched you closely as you left arm and arm with Jungkook. He couldn't help the tug in his groin as he watched your hips sway as you walked in those boots.

“Fuck….. This lame ass party just got better….” He said with a smirk.

Walking through the hall, through the kitchen, and out the back door you see the pool being bombarded with people only in their underwear, swimming and having a good time. Jungkook kept you on his arm, making sure to find you a seat on one of the outside folding chairs.

“My lady~”

You giggled, a bit of an adrenaline coursing through your veins, “Such a gentleman! Way better than that asshole Jimin.”

He grinned, “You really don't like that Hyung huh?”

“Not really….” You say looking at the pool.

“....Wanna talk about it?”

You turned your gaze back towards him, half expecting him to have a condescending look on his face, but really he just looked concerned. The alcohol gave you the courage to speak up, normally you wouldn't be so talkative.

“He moved into the neighborhood back when we were five and we became instant friends. It was your typical friendship, I'd get bullied, he'd come to my rescue…” You felt a little silly as you remembered your childhood self, “So naturally admiration turned into a crush and I really really liked him.”

“Whaaaaat really?”

You smiled, “Yeah I did. I even confessed to him.” You giggled at Jungkook’s gasp, but the giggle disappeared, “...he said he liked me too but I saw him kissing another girl…. So you know, I basically ignored him after that. I cried so hard too. But I'm done crying because of that jerk! Lying jerky jerk!”

You were upset and yelling but you went silent at the thought of Jimin kissing the girl.

It really messed you up.

“Well, you told me a secret….” He looked up at you and smiled softly, “So should I tell you a secret of my own?”

“A secret? But how can you trust me? You don’t even know me.”

“You’ve got a point, but why did you talk to me just now?”

You bit your lips and looked at his bunny smile, “I don’t know, I just wanted to talk to someone…. I guess.”

“Same here.” He smiled and took a deep breath, “Truth is, I have a big crush on someone but that person only sees me as a cute kid or something. But even still,” he stopped talking for a second and a sweet blush spread over his face, “But…. I still really like him.”

“Him? Oh...so you’re gay?”

“Surprised?” He stretched out his legs and leaned over a bit, giving him such an innocent air around him.

“Hmm, I don’t really know. But it doesn’t really matter though. You love who you love.”

“I like you Y/N, you’re so straightforward. I can see why Taehyung-hyung brags about you.”

“Brags?! About me?!”

And as if he knew he were being talked about, your best friend came stumbling towards you. Jungkook blushed a lot as Taehyung sat next to him. He moved over giving his Hyung more room. Taehyung sipped on his drink and looked at you with a bit of worry in his eyes.

“Baby girl talk to me.” He turned his head towards Jungkook, “What happened?”

“Nothing. We were just talking. I brought her out here after we ran into Jimin-hyung and-”

He groaned, “Ughhh that guy?” Taehyung turned his attention back towards you, “Did he say anything to you?”

You let out a breath and did your best to smile, “Nothing I couldn't handle.”

“So… What do you wanna do?”

Taehyung was always a gentleman, even if he was drunk off his ass. You knew he didn’t want to go, but knowing how you felt about Jimin, he’d leave for you. He’d make sure you got home safe and probably even tuck you in. Or go so far as try and sing you a lullaby to sleep. That’s just the type of person he was. And you loved him for it.

You didn’t want to end the night just yet. For your sake. And for his.

“You know what?” You grabbed the drink Taehyung was carrying and gulped every last bit, “I wanna dance! Will you two sexy gentlemen join me?”

Jungkook and Taehyung shared a smirk, both agreeing, “Yes!”

You grabbed their hands and stood up; not really noticing the stares as you lead them back inside the house, through the kitchen and to the living room. The music was booming loudly, clouding your head, thumping through your whole body.

You tighten your grip on their hands and forced your way to the middle of the crowd.

The music was so bass heavy, and honestly it was music you never thought to listen to. But the way everyone else was swaying their bodies, jumping up and down, getting lost in the music, it was so easy to do the same. Besides, the alcohol was already making most of your decisions for you now.

Without much room to dance, you decided to keep your back towards Taehyung and face Jungkook. You were used to Taehyung always being close to you like this, so it wasn’t awkward. Not even when he so smoothly slid his hands on your hips and started guiding you, helping you to move with him. His chest pressed firmly to your back, it was easy to dance along with him.

You opened your eyes, unaware when they had closed, and noticed Jungkook looking awkward dancing in front of you. But you didn’t miss they way he was looking at Taehyung. You reached out towards Jungkook, wrapping your arms around his neck, forcing him to come down a bit.

“If you dance closer to me, you can dance closer to Taehyung.”

Jungkook blushed as he stood up straight, looking down at you with shock in his eyes. The gears ticked away in his head as he considered your proposal. His eyes naturally looking at the way Taehyung starting grinding behind you, his eyes glazed over in euphoria, no doubt from the alcohol and the music. The way he licked his lips had Jungkook taking that step closer.

He put his hands over Taehyung’s, and pressed his body to yours. Taehyung looked up and noticed that Jungkook was only a foot away, his eyes on the same level, his lips so close. Taehyung glanced down at you for a second to see how you were reacting, but you were so lost in the ecstasy of dancing that he knew you didn’t have any problems. He grinned as he reached out just a little more to put his hands on Jungkook’s waist to pull him forward.

You were suddenly pressed between the two, both of them grinding on you and grabbing at your hips. You felt a firm hand grabbing your ass and it felt so good. Everything felt good. Rubbing on their bodies, tilting your head back on Taehyung’s chest. Feeling his lips close to your neck. Or maybe it was Jungkook’s? It was hard to tell, when the room was spinning and the only thing you could do was grind against them. Your body was so hot. There was sweat dripping down the dip of your back, Jungkook’s fingers sending shivers through your body as he touched your skin. Everything was overstimulated and you loved it. This was a first and you didn’t want it to end.

But as you opened your eyes again, you noticed that Jungkook and Taehyung were making out just above you. No wonder your body was starting to get squeezed even more. Not wanting to get in the way, you smile like an idiot as you step to the side. Their bodies naturally glued to each other’s once you were gone.

You closed your eyes once again and started dancing.

It didn’t feel the same without Taehyung being pressed up right behind you. It more or less felt empty. The thrill was a bit gone. Wanting to seek that friction you reached out to Taehyung, only to get your hand tugged down and laced with someone else’s hand.

You were spun around to see Jimin holding onto your hand. Your heart raced as he looked down at you with such smoldering eyes. The way he smirked left you weak in the knees.

But this was Jimin.

You tried pulling your hand away, but he pulled you close, wrapping his arm around your waist. He bent over, his sexy lips nibbling on the shell of your ear.

“Dance with me….”

“And why should I?”

“Because your body looks so lonely when someone isn’t grinding up against you.”

He made it a point to thrust against you, grabbing your ass and thrusting again. A wave of electricity shot through your body as you felt a twinge between your legs. You didn’t want to. But you wanted to. You didn’t. But you did.

Oh God did you want to.

You chewed on your bottom lip as you reached out and grabbed his shirt, and with the other hand, grabbing at the top of his black pants. Your body desperately wanted him. So not only did you let him grind against you, you were grinding back.

The way he slid his hand down your side, grabbed at your ass, making your skirt ride up higher, the way his strong body was practically holding you up against him, everything was driving you crazy. It wasn’t just a high on the music. But you were now on a high called Park Jimin. His thin black tee as clinging to his sweaty body, and so were you. And you didn’t want to let go.

As you looked up you noticed he was already looking down at you. Maybe it was the way he licked his lips, or maybe it was the way you swallowed hard at the way he licked his lips, but the two of you met in the middle to ravishly take each other’s lips.

His tongue was so hot, his whole mouth in fact. And he tasted a lot like cigarettes and whiskey. But for some reason there was a hint of mint on his tongue too. It was addicting. You needed more. Grabbing handfuls of his hair, you tried bringing him closer to you, even though he was already pressed up against you as much as possible.

“Oh fuck….”

His raspy voice was intoxicating, and you wanted more. More of him.

Your lips were leaving red imprints on his neck, “I like… I love kissing you….”

“Of course you do babe.”

But it clicked in your head. Like lightning.

He was kissing another girl that day.

Your heart was shattered.

You pulled your lips away from his neck. You tried pulling away from his body, but with the way his arms were wrapped around your tiny frame, it was nearly impossible.

“Let go of me!”

He noticed they way your eyes were no longer sultry and intoxicated, but pissed and scared. He let go of you, holding his hands up a bit to show he wasn’t planning on holding onto you.

“What’s wrong? I thought-”

“Just stay the hell away from me jerk!”

“What the fuck did I do?!”

You shook your head, he’d never get it. He’d never admit at what he did. The whole thing was just so irritating. You really couldn’t believe at how you sought out his body and his lips. Alcohol really was dangerous. Yeah. It was the alcohol….

You pushed your way past the sweaty bodies and looked around frantically for Taehyung. You noticed he and Jungkook were nowhere to be seen. But he wouldn’t ever just leave the party, not while you were still here. He had to be somewhere. You turned to start looking for him.

But Jimin’s hand clasped your arm, “Hey Y/N, what’s going on? I thought we-”

“There’s no ‘we.’ It’s just you who sleeps around with anything with boobs and me who’s a complete moron and got swept away into the moment of things.”

His face twisted a bit in annoyance, in anger, and sadness, “Why are you coming at me with this shit right now? What did I ever do to you, huh?”

“You’re the fucking jerk who goes and kisses some other girl on the same day that I confessed to you! You broke my heart Jimin!”

You smacked him hard on the chest and he looked so confused, “What are you talking about?” He thought about it for a second, “You confessed to me, and then all I remember is you ignoring me after that! I didn’t kiss anyone that day.”

“You’re such a liar! I saw you! It was with our class rep, um,” you tried really hard to think of her name, but really you were too pissed and tipsy to think straight, “Whatever her name was… You were leaned over and you were kissing her!”

“Are you fucking serious? I wasn’t kissing her you dumbass I was helping her with her contacts!”

“W-What?”

Your heart sank in your chest.

Had you got it all wrong this whole time?

N-No. You know what you saw.

“I don’t believe you.”

He groaned and grabbed your arm and started pulling you through the house. You fought against him, but it was no use. He was way stronger than you.

He opened the back door and once again you were by the pool. He dragged you over to a group of girls who were smoking and gossiping.

“Hey, bitch.”

You looked past Jimin’s body and noticed the girls looking at him and you. It was only then that you recognized the girl in the middle, she was the class rep. You remembered her face, though she was more mature looking now, naturally. Her face wasn’t as round as you remembered it.

“What the fuck do you want loser?”

“Have we ever kissed before?”

She laughed hysterically, “In your fucking dreams asshole!”

The other girls laughed as you stood there speechless. He was telling the truth all along.

“But…”

He turned back to you with a condescending look on his face, “You see? You just ignored me for like forever because you thought you saw something you didn’t.”

How was this happening?

You turned on your heel and hurried to get away. You pushed people out of the way, smoke blowing past your face, the smell of alcohol in the air, laughing, yelling, red cups.

“Taehyung…” Where was he?

You found your way to the front porch and started running away, only to crash into a couple of scary looking guys. You put your hands up and hurried to say sorry. But the shorter one of the two stepped closer to get a look at you, his eyes really scary.

“Yoongi hyung, quit scaring my girl will ya?”

You turned around quickly to see Jimin jogging up to you. He put his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into him.

“Tsh, girl huh? What, number 57?”

The taller one just laughed loudly, “Savage hyung.”

“Have you known me to lie Namjoon? I don’t think so,” Yoongi said as he started lighting a cigarette.

Jimin just laughed along, “Why you gotta do me like that hyung? This one is special though.”

You quickly moved his arm off of your shoulder and moved away. There were too many things happening right now and you just wanted to go back to your room and crawl under your blankets. You took a step to the side and started walking.

Jimin’s eyes followed you as he said bye to his hyungs. “Hey wait!”

“Go away Jimin!”

“Let me guess, you’re gonna ignore me some more?”

“......”

You could hear him walking behind you, but never did he catch up to you. It gave you time to try and think of something to say. Should you say sorry? Should you ask him how he feels about you? Maybe he’s just using you. It has been years since you’ve talked to each other. Yet in one night you’ve managed to grind on him and make out with him. And he practically had you begging out of his hand.

You just kept walking, lost in your thoughts until you reached your dorm. It wasn’t until you were walking up the steps that you realized to look back. He was a few feet behind you.

“What are you doing stalker?”

He chuckled, “You never answered me. I don’t want you to ignore me.”

You gulped. He looked so cute when he laughed like that. This mix of cute and sexy was terrible for your health. And you could still feel your body hot from the alcohol. Yeah. The alcohol.

“Jimin… just...” You hoped he didn’t see the blush in your cheeks, “Just go away.”

You turn to walk up the stairs but tripped a little, falling forward. As expected he started laughing at you.

“Who trips going up the stairs? Are you serious right now Y/N?”

“Shut up!”

But your embarrassment was quickly pushed aside as he easily lifted you up and carried you in his arms. You tried to thrash around, but the way he looked at you kept you still in his arms. Why did his eyes look so sad?

Telling him your room number, he carried you right up to your door. He put you down gently and the both of you just stood there awkwardly.

“T-Thank you.”

“.....”

You bit your lip and looked down, your hair falling down around your face.

“Y/N….”

His voice was so low, you got goosebumps, “Yes?”

“You’re so fucking stupid.”

Your head shot right up. You were ready to whip out some insult of your own, but the anger died as you saw his sad, pitiful eyes.

“Jimin….”

“That day, when we graduated…. That day when you confessed to me was the best day of my life. I literally was at a loss for words. I loved you for so long. And before I could give you my answer, you were just suddenly ignoring me. You looked at me with such disgusted eyes I couldn’t stand it.”

His hands balled into fists as he looked away, his bangs in his eyes, “I was so pissed off. For the longest time I was so frustrated. You weren’t talking to me anymore and suddenly you’re friends with this Taehyung guy? I was so jealous I couldn’t deal with it. And then all of a sudden you’re showing up at this party with him? And you’re looking so fucking hot and I couldn’t even recognize you at first and I’m so messed up right now. I don’t know if I want to fuck your brains out or just yell at you for being so stupid. But you’re not stupid, I’m stupid for screwing around all these years and imagining I was with you this whole time. I mean, fuck…..”

“Can we pretend right now that it’s our graduation day?”

He looked at you a little confused, “What?”

“Please. Just pretend for a second.” You gulped and closed your eyes, “Jimin, congratulations on passing.”

It took him a second, but he seemed to get it. You were trying to redo the day you confessed to him.

He smiled a bit, “Yeah, I managed somehow. Do you want to go eat a whole cake to celebrate?”

“Before we do that… I have something to tell you….”

You opened your eyes and took a step closer. He swallowed hard, his adam’s apple catching your eye. You dragged your eyes up to look at his eyes, lingering on his lips for a second.

His breathing was uneven, “What is it?”

“I really love you Jimin. I…. I’ve been in love with you for so long.”

He stepped closer and put his hand up to your cheek, “No more pretending Y/N. We’re not kids anymore. You can’t just-”

“I love you.”

“Stop, I said-”

“This is me telling you Park Jimin, I’m still in love with you.”

His eyes shifted back and forth as he tried to seek out if you were screwing with him or not. But he didn’t see anything like that, only serious eyes.

“I’m a terrible guy.”

“I know.”

“I slept around a lot.”

“I know.”

“I’m mean and rough and I get jealous really easy and….. And I’m just not good for you. I'm not the guy I used to be.”

You lean up a bit and kiss him on the lips, “I messed up really bad. I assumed you kissed that girl and ignored you. I missed out on a lot of things because I convinced myself that boys weren’t worth my time. And I basically hid away from the world and did nothing with my life. I’m still not living my life. But tonight… tonight was a crazy experience and after seeing you again. Talking with you again. Jimin… I’ve missed you so much.”  You hugged him and buried your head in his chest, “I don’t want to miss out on you anymore. I want you Jimin. I want us.”

He brought his hands up to cup your face as he pressed his lips to yours. The tang of the mint was back on your lips and you moaned for more. He took a step forward, all the way until he was pressing you up against your door. Pinning your hands above your head, he started sucking on your neck.

“Jimin… let me…. Door….”

He let go of your arms so you could turn around, taking the key out of the pocket of your skirt. He pushed himself up against you, his lips back on your neck, his hands sliding up your thighs and into your skirt, pushing it up and exposing your underwear. It made it very hard to unlock the door. But after several missed attempts, you finally managed to unlock it.

He didn’t waste any time opening the door and pushing you inside, kicking the door closed with his foot as you turned back around to find his lips. He didn’t want to break the kiss but did so to lift his shirt off. Back to your lips. You fumbled with his belt as his hands started lifting your crop top off. Back to his lips.

The both of you stepping in sync to get to your bed. You sat back, crawling back on your hands as he crawled over you. His body now on top of yours, you can feel his smooth skin, his abs pressing against you.

“Jimin… god you’re so….”

He smirked, “So what baby?”

Your mind was going blank as he started sucking on your neck. His tongue lapping, his teeth biting. You winced at the pain, but his kisses after felt so sweet. You moaned at his touch.

“Fuck Y/N, I want to tear into you so bad right now….”

“Touch me… I want to feel you…. Please….”

He pushed your skirt up roughly and tore your panties off of you, too impatient to try and slide them off. His eyes hungrily looked at you. Your whole body was just itching for him. It felt like your whole body was on fire.

He licked his lips as he lowered his body down.

“W-W-What are doing?”

“.....you either say you don't want me to eat you out right now. Or I'm gonna have my fill….”

You gulped. You were nervous. You've never gotten as far as this. But right now the only thing you wanted was to feel him. You nodded slowly, tantalizing biting your lip that drove him over the edge; just the right amount of sultry innocence. He wanted to wreck you so bad that you’d never want anyone else.

He placed harsh kisses on your inner thigh. And one by one, you felt sharp pains followed by soft kissing. It was so stimulating, you felt like you were dripping. His smirk against your skin was teasing you so bad.

But without warning he delve into your folds, his tongue swirling around. In and out, in and out. His lips sucking and kissing hard. The squelching noises were so embarrassing, but you didn’t have time to worry about it as you felt your hips lifting a bit to seek out his tongue more. But he very forcefully held your hips down.

“Be a good girl and stay still.”

“But… Jimin… I can’t….”

You were grabbing at your bedsheets. It was all so unbearable. Your legs shaking.

He coyly laughed as he started kissing your pelvis, slowly to your hips, swirling his tongue inside your belly button, leave love bites just under your bra covered breasts. He just lifted the bra up and you hurried to slip it off like you would a shirt, completely forgetting that it could clasp off.

He laid half of his body on you and on the bed, his fingers starting to push inside of you as his tongue lapped at your nipple.

“Jimin…. Shit….”

“Hearing you cuss is so…. Fucking… hot….”

He moved his fingers in a way that he was rubbing against you. And you weren’t sure just how he did it, but it was driving you crazy. You felt your insides twisting. You were about to bust.

He could seem to feel you getting close, so started slowing down his fingers. He looked up from your breast and smirked. He loved how your begging eyes looked at him. Begging him to go fast. Begging him make you cum.

“I want to hear you baby….”

“...what…”

“Do you wanna cum? Hm?”

He shifted his body so his lips were now on your neck and on your ear. His fingers went painfully slow against you. And all you wanted was release. This feeling was worse than anything you’ve ever felt before.

“Jimin. Please. Please let me cum.”

He bit his lip and slowly started rubbing fast, but it still wasn’t enough. Your frustration bubbling over, you grabbed his wrist and moved his hand so your own fingers could finish you off. You moaned loudly, knowing exactly how to make yourself cum. But just as you felt yourself going over the edge he quickly moved your hand and painfully held both your wrists in his right hand.

“Did I fucking say you could cum?”

Tears were starting to pour out from the corners of your eyes, “Jimin baby, please. Please! Please let me cum already! I’m begging you!”

He pressed his lips to yours and bit on your bottom lip until you opened up for him. But his tongue wasn’t in your mouth for long as he kept his lips to yours.

“Who was the dumbass who ignored me?”

“M-Me!”

“And who’s about to make you cum?”

“You are!”

“Who,” he asked with such a filthy voice.

“Jimin! Park Jimin!”

His fingers pressed up against you and skillfully started moving back and forth over your clit. His devilish smile touching your lips, “And who do you belong to?”

“FUCK! JIMIN! I belong to you!”

It was all but five seconds until you were lifting your back an inch off the bed, your breasts pushing against Jimin and your hips bucking into his fingers. You squeezed your eyes shut as you felt a rush go through your body. Your cum pooling out of you and onto your bed sheet.

He released your wrists as he brought his left hand up to lips, “Lick them.”

Your body was tired, your eyes seeing spots across your vision. You didn’t have the energy to say no. You obediently stuck your tongue out waiting for his fingers.

“Fuck….”

He touched your tongue gently. It was almost as if he was inspecting it. Imagining your tongue on his dick. He wanted that wet slick tongue on him now.

He sat up and got off the bed so he could finally get his black jeans and his boxers off. The fabric was getting really uncomfortable for him as his precum was already staining the inside of his boxers. The feeling wasn’t good at all. And with the way you lay on your bed, looking so fucking wrecked and wanting, his dick wasn’t going to last long.

“Suck me off.”

The command in his voice was intimidating to say the least. But you really couldn’t care. His dick was pulsing in his hand as he slowly jerked himself off as you sat up and got to the edge of the bed.

“Tongue.”

You stuck your tongue out as far as you could. He grinned as he smacked his dick on your tongue, making a small wet smacking noise.

“God are you always this submissive?”

You kept your tongue out as you tried to talk, slurring your speech, “Only….with… you…”

You dared to look up at him. His heart was beating so hard in his chest, the way you had your tongue sticking out, your eyes innocently looking up at him. The contrast of cute and fucking sexy was too much to handle. He grabbed your chin and pushed his dick inside of your mouth.

“Holy shit… Shit… Y/N….”

Your hands shot up to hold onto the base of his dick to try and get some control. You had zero control of your gag reflex, and it almost felt like you’d die if he were to continue fucking your mouth. Thankfully he slowed down and let you take a little bit of control.

And honestly you needed it. You tried wrapping your head around the thought of sucking him off. How were you supposed to move your mouth? Your tongue?

Without thinking on it much longer, you just did what felt right. You jerked him off yet kept your tongue on his tip. The salty taste was so weird, but it didn’t taste all the different from your own cum.

You looked up again as he put his hands on your head and started tugging at your hair. You hurried to remove your mouth from him.

“What’s wrong?”

His breathing was heavy, making his amazingly toned chest pulse up and down, “As much… as I want to cum all over… your sluty mouth and on your face…. I want to fuck you more.”

You gulped.

“Do you have any condoms?”

The way his hair piled on his forehead, the way his eyes focused on you, his lips swollen from his own teeth biting down on them; everything about him right now was making you horny all over again. You wanted him just as much as he wanted you.

You nudged your head towards the nightstand, happy that your roommate always kept a stash there. And thankful she was never around, seeing as she was living with her boyfriend and just using the room as a front for her parents.

He opened up the drawer and picked one out as you stood up so you could finally get your skirt off. You stood by his side as he skillfully slipped on the rubber. You watched as he did, intrigued at finally seeing one on a dick. And his dick was amazing to look at. It was longer than your whole hand and so thick that you couldn’t wrap your hand around it fully. And now seeing the condom snug on tight, you knew he was about to be inside of you.

“J-Jimin…” you said weakly, looking down and crossing your arms around yourself, “I need to tell you…. I’ve never….um….”

He looked up as he realized what you were saying. “You’ve never had sex before?”

You shook your head no, still looking down. But as the seconds droned on and without him saying anything, you sought out all the courage you  had to peek up at him. You were scared he’d look at you differently, disgusted, or maybe turned off. But instead, he was blushing hard, and he couldn’t seem to look you in the eyes.

“Jimin?”

“Shit Y/N…. Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“W-What do you mean?”

He brought his hands up to his face, covering it up so you couldn't see his blush anymore, “I would have taken things slower dummy! ARGH!”

You reached out for his hands, and he let you move them off of his face. You peered up at him with a smile, “If you were doing anything I didn’t like, I would have said something.” You glanced away, your own cheeks starting to flare up, “Besides…. I wanted it just as much as you did….”

He put his hands on your cheeks and slowly leaned down to kiss your lips. But the feverish impulse to devour you was gone. Instead he wanted to cherish you, take his time, and just be in the moment of you.

“Y/N…. Are you sure? Like, really sure you want me as your first?”

His breath was hitched, his voice shaking. Not once had you ever thought that Park Jimin would be nervous for an answer.

You grabbed his wrist and exposed his palm. Softly you kissed the middle of his hand, leaving small pecks on each of his fingers.

“Yes Jimin.” You stopped kissing his fingers and just rubbed your cheek to his hand, “If one day something were to happen and I never see you again, I wouldn’t regret it. Because…… my first time would have been with someone I loved. Someone I really love.”

His sharp jaw tightened and loosened, tightened and loosened as he considered your words.

“I love you too…..”

You both sought each other’s lips in a passionate kiss. His muscled arms easily wrapped around your thighs and lifted you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist and continued to kiss him over and over as he slowly got on the bed and gently lay you down. He continued to suck on your tongue and lips as he lay on top of you. His rough hands rubbing your sides, and down your hips, giving them a little squeeze. You moaned a bit into the kiss, making him smile.

He moved his lips to your cheek, and then your nose, giving you the sweetest of kisses.

“This is gonna hurt at first babe. But I promise it’ll feel good after.”

You bit your lip and felt your forehead crease from nervousness. You knew there was pain involved, but now that you were about to actually have sex for the first time, you were a little scared.

He laced his left hand with yours and he guided himself at your entrance. You held your breath as you felt the tip of his dick enter and spread you open. It wasn’t anything compared to his fingers. Your heart was racing.

He kissed you gently, softly leaving a trail down from your lips to your neck. He pushed a little more in as he sucked on your neck, letting his other hand grab your breast and squeezing it, doing what he could to make you feel good.

The stretching was such a strange sensation, and it hurt. But not as much as you thought it would. You tried to control your breathing.

“I’m going to push all the way in, ok?”

“What do you mean? It’s not all the way in yet?”

He couldn’t help but laugh, his head falling next to yours. His giggle was muffled by your shoulder. “Babe, no I’m not….” He smiled, “Just try and relax.”

He lifted his head and put his forehead on yours, your noses touching, his steady breath mixing with your unsteady one.

He thrusted his hips forward into you and held his hips in place. You squeezed your eyes shut from the pain. He knew it would hurt, and knew it would take time for you to adjust to him inside of you. He just did his best to remain patient and kiss you all over. But with every twitch of your body, every pulse of your walls around him. He was starting to lose it.

“H-How are you feeling?”

“I feel…. Full….”

He dropped his head, your answer not helping his patience, “Shit…. Ok… well…” He really really wanted to fuck you.

“And I feel like I’m stretched. And I guess the pain is dying down now….”

“I’m gonna be honest with you here, but my self control isn’t that good. And right now I’m pushing the limits.”

“Jimin?”

He lifted his head again to look you in the eyes, his hair tickling your nose, “I want to fuck you babe. I want to fuck you so bad right now. And I’m trying to be a good guy here and not break your body.”

You blushed at how forward he was being. But you understood that he was doing his best right now for you. You smiled and kissed his nose.

“Baby, you can go ahead and move.”

He looked at you skeptically, “Are you sure? Because… I might not stop….”

You licked your lips teasingly, “I wouldn’t want you too.”

His worried look was replaced with coy eagerness. And without a moment longer he pulled out and pushed back in. An empty feeling and then a full feeling. It was so strange and so good. It still hurt a little, but with each thrust you would get used to it.

You widened your legs a bit more, getting a grunt from him. It opened you wider and gave him more room to fuck you. There was pain again as it seemed he was going in farther, but you did your best to ride through it. Despite the discomfort right now, you trusted in his words that it would start feeling good.

You grabbed a hold of his biceps and he propped himself up on his hands so he could get a better look at your body; your sweaty matted hair, your swollen lips, your hickey filled neck and chest and your perfect perky tits.

For so long he fantasized messing you up like this, getting you to cum, calling out his name. For so long had he daydreamed. All the filthiest of things he could think of, it was always you on the other end of it. Out of all the girls he’s been with, it was always you.

I guess that what you call love. Even if it was a little twisted in its own way.

No longer feeling like a good guy, and finally seeing you underneath him like this, he sat back on his knees more and pushed your left leg down so your knee was almost to your chest. The new angle was just as painful, but the way he stroked your thigh and with his other hand squeezing your nipple, you were starting to feel more pleasure than pain.

He fucked you slow and hard. Wanting to make this last as long as he could, he made sure to keep a steady pace. His abs tightened as he pushed inside of you. His arms tense as he squeezed your thighs.

You grabbed at the sheets again as you moaned his name, finally getting past the pain and feeling nothing but the pure satisfaction of Jimin fucking your brains out.

He changed the position once again as he lifted your legs so they could rest on his shoulders. He leaned forward as he grabbed your shoulders and started thrusting even faster. His hips crashed down into yours and it felt like they would be bruised in the morning. But all feeling of pain was gone as you were drowning in Park Jimin.

His sweat started dripping down onto your cheek and forehead as he stayed bent over you and fucking you so hard that the bed was crashing against the wall.

“Fuck… Fuck….”

He inhaled sharp, “I know.. I know it’s so good… You’re so tight. Fuck….”

“H-Harder….”

He breathed out hard through his nose, satisfied at how much you craved him, “As you wish.”

You scratched at his arms and moved your legs so you could wrap them around his waist, pulling him as close to you as you could manage. He laid down on top of you, his elbows on either side of your head as he started fucking you harder, just like you wanted.

You threw your arms around his back and dug your nails in deep as he pushed in, “Shit.. Y/N…. I’m gonna…”

“Me too. Me too!”

“Cum with me baby!”

You squeezed your eyes shut as you suddenly felt his lips on your shoulder. The same bolt of lightening you felt earlier was coming back tenfold as you felt him pulse inside of you. His teeth sank down on your skin as he fucked you one, two, three more times as he rode out his climax.

You could feel your whole body soaking in sweat, it twitching from the sudden rough sex. Your heart beats pounding against each other, his skin sticking to yours. A bright white taking over your sight as you tried opening your eyes.

Your fingers finally losing their strength and letting go of his back just as his teeth released your shoulder. You winced from the pain, a few tears coming out. But he did his best to lap up the small trail of blood.

“I’m sorry… for biting you….”

“I’m sorry for…. Cutting you….” you looked at your nails and noticed some liquid red.

He chuckled a bit, “How is it that we both made each other bleed?”

“I don’t know… but,” You moved his wet bangs out of his face, only for them to fall forward again, “I’m glad it was you.”

He looked so happy, he looked so compassionate. He sought out your lips and kissed you tenderly. So tender and soft that you thought your heart was going to explode.

And suddenly you were crying. He felt your body shaking and hurried to pull his lips away so he could look at your face.

“What’s wrong?”

You covered your face with your arms, “I feel so stupid. I just ignored you that whole time and…. And I could have been with you…. And-”

He slowly pulled out of you, breathing a little hard as he took off the cum filled condom and throwing it somewhere on the floor. He got on his side and turned your body so he could cuddle with you. He gently moved your hair out of your face and rubbed your cheek with his thumb.

“Y/N don’t blame yourself. Yeah, you made a mistake, but I had some part in it too. Right? I could have cornered you and straight up asked you what was stuck up your ass that made you ignore me, but I didn’t. I just left it alone.”

You couldn’t help but laugh a bit, “You’re so eloquent.”

He grinned, “Whatever. Just… fuck what happened in the past. Lets just enjoy now. Let me enjoy finally having you in my arms.”

You nuzzled your head into his bare chest and curled your arms into yourself. Finally you had a chance to let your body keep still, and you could already feel it getting sore. You knew there’d be a ton of bruising and aches and pains, but it was worth it.

You felt him pull the blanket over your naked bodies, and the cool air was now getting warmer being enveloped by him.

“Promise you'll be here when I wake up?”

He rubbed your back, “The fuck? Good luck trying to get rid of me now babe.”

“So does this make us a couple?”

He chuckled, “Well, unless you wanna just keep having one night stands?”

You pouted, “No asshole.”

“Then yes this makes us a couple.”

“Boyfriend,” you asked innocently as you pulled your head back a little bit so you could see his face better.

He looked back into your eyes, “Yes girlfriend?”

You smiled happily, “I love you.”

He kissed your forehead and hugged you tight, “I love you too.”

Your eyes adjusted to the light creeping in from the window. You felt warm and closed your eyes once again. But for some reason you felt funny. You felt like you were being watched. You turned around and screamed as you saw your best friend on the ground just watching you.

“Morning Pumpkin. Care to explain?”

Jimin shot up, startled from your scream. His hair was pointing in all kinds of directions and he did his best to wipe the sleep out of his eyes.

You stumbled a bit to cover yourself, but Taehyung already saw everything, “Forget covering up those sexy bites and bruises.”

You looked down, “I’m sorry I left the party without telling you.”

He sighed, “It’s ok. I was distracted anyways, so I can’t really blame you.”

“Jungkook?”

He smirked, “Jungkook.”

Jimin moved so he could sit next to you, and you made sure his junk was covered. Seeing his body in the better light was life threatening. You blushed and tried to remain calm. But all you wanted to do was get pinned down by those strong arms, his strong body.

Taehyung sighed heavily, “Gross Y/N. Don’t try and jump him in front of me.”

“I wasn’t-”

Jimin finally chimed in, “So why is this guy here being a fucking peeper?”

“This ‘fucking peeper’ is Y/N’s best friend. Nice to meet you asshole, I’m Taehyung.”

You nodded your head as you talked to Taehyung, “He is an asshole right?”

Jimin turned his head to you and almost growled, “Is that anyway to talk about your boyfriend?”

Taehyung interjected, “Boyfriend? Damn Y/N I thought you hated his guts. What happened?”

Jimin was getting upset, “You hated me!?”

You put your hand up, “Yah! Both of you shut up!”

You looked at both of them, “Listen, stuff happened and I’ve come to realize that I was a complete fool in the past. But now after finding out the truth, and being honest with myself… Me and Jimin are now dating.” You turned to your best friend, “Taehyung, I’m gonna need you to accept that this asshole is my boyfriend now. So be nice. And you,” you said as you turned your body to Jimin, “You can’t be insulting my best friend. Because if it wasn’t for him, I never would have gone to that party to begin with.”

You grabbed Taehyung’s hand and Jimin’s hand, and made them shake on it, “The both of you better be civilized or I swear to God I’m grounding the both of you.”

“Does this mean no more cuddles,” Taehyung pouted.

Jimin was quick to answer, “What? Cuddles? You were cuddling with him? Hell no!”

Taehyung started yelling, “Yeah cuddling! I was there for her when you were off fucking some slut-”

“The fuck you just say?!”

“Balloon shoes! Fucking balloon shoes!!!!”

Taehyung frowned, “Y/N…….”

You sighed, “Taehyung… please… I want this to work out…”

He saw the way you grabbed Jimin’s hand, he saw the way Jimin looked softly at you. He let out a sigh himself and stood up.

“Ok, I’m sorry.” He looked at Jimin, “Let’s try and get along? I don’t want her yelling at me.”

Jimin suspiciously looked at Taehyung’s outstretched hand, but ultimately took his hand in his, “Ok. I don’t want her yelling at me either.”

He smiled as he headed for the door. But before he left he turned around and pointed at you, “I expect a 5 page essay on how good sex was with Jimin.”

Taehyung left, leaving you tired and drained. Jimin was just confused out of his mind.

He looked at you curiously, “Balloon shoes?”

You laughed, “Don’t ask.”