Starboy (Part1)
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With eyes colors of the dark night, Park Jimin had surely the keys to a night full of pleasure. Despite the fact he was on the shorter side, he compensated with such high quality and passionate kisses the long of my neck that I found myself moaning before I even realized it. I was slowly losing my inhibitions when we heard a knock on the door.
Even if I started to see Jimin only a few months before, I didn’t need to think twice before having a guess on who was standing on the other side. I wasn’t all that familiar with all his group of friends but some were closer to him than others. Just like that, his roommate and best friend, Kim Taehyung, entered my life as well. “ What do you want, Tae?” Jimin groaned as he took his shirt from the room’s floor to put it back on. I laughed and fixed my dress and hair.
In a fraction of a second, Taehyung barged in and gasped in shock. “Oh, am I interrupting something?” He asked innocently and I laughed, kind of getting used to the fact that Taehyung was on the more innocent side of things. Jimin was now fixing his own hair, that I had previously well messed up.
“Take a guess.” Jimin snorted and I smiled at Taehyung, making him feel a bit more comfortable. When Jimin was cut from his daily sex session, he was the type to be a tiny bit rude anyway.
I took Taehyung by the arm and dragged him out as Jimin was still raging in between his teeth. “It’s nothing, you know how he is,” I said to comfort him and Taehyung smiled at me, full boxy and teeth full grin mode on.
“How can he have found someone like you, noona?” Taehyung asked as we walked the long of the apartment’s hallway, into the living room. We were getting so further away than Jimin’s complaints were now only a vague mumble above the sound of silent. “Like, you are so kind and he is so-” He paused. “ Jimin.”
I laughed and ruffled his hair. “ Well, opposite attracts, right?” I said. “ Plus, we aren’t together, you know it.” Of course, Taehyung knew everything about my actual relationship with Jimin. For it started as an incident. Jimin and I met in our human biology class at Seoul University. When the summer was on the edge of arriving, he asked for my number so we could keep in contact and we did. We went out for a coffee a couple of times and clicked pretty well. The thing I liked about Park Jimin the most was that he was clear and knew what he wanted.
Or in that case, what he didn’t want.
And, to be honest, so did I.
Our paths were marked with similar scars and we were positive about the fact that having another relationship would totally ruin it. I had been dumped by my 5 years long boyfriend and he had his fair share of problem with an ex who wouldn’t stay in her place and would only spread rumors about him after their sour breakup. We were like two business partners who found each other just well.
“ I still can’t believe you keep in touch with this anti-social grumpy ball,” Taehyung said while we sat on the couch of the living room. “ I was just coming to tell you that I received a call from the guys and here he was almost screaming at me.” He pouted and I awed at his cute face.
Taehyung and I connected right away, right after the first meeting. He kind of resembled to an old friend of mine when I was younger and still lived in the countryside and, therefore, made me feel like home whenever we were talking. Not only did I found a fuck friend in Park Jimin, but I also found a really nice friend in Kim Taehyung. “ Really? Are they coming already? I thought we were supposed to leave only in the morning.” I said, biting my lower lip in confusion, a habit of mine.
Taehyung shook his head. “ Namjoon doesn’t like to do morning rides and says the circulation will be terrible at 9 in the morning. He wants to leave this evening.”
I opened my mouth in awe. At once, my head started spinning and I was feeling a tiny bit uncomfortable. “ Noona?” Taehyung asked, putting a hand on my knee to reassure me. “ Are you still unsure about coming, right? “ He asked and I thought about my answer long enough before speak it up.
“Of course she is.” Jimin cut me short, walking to the other side of us and sitting oh-so-close to me. I turned to him and smiled. Jimin pursed his lips into a thin smirk and pushed a bit of hair out of the way to look at me in a more proper way. “ She hates to go on trips.” He repeated the excuse that I gave him so many times as he tried to invite me on this stupid excursion over and over again.
The truth was a tiny bit different. “Well, it’s a bit more developed than that,” I admitted and bite my inner cheek. “I don’t really know your friends, well, apart from Tae, and I am a bit afraid that they might not-” I paused to make a sign with my hand, joining the both of us. “ You know, get it between us two. “ Jimin laughed a bit and relaxed. “ I honestly think bringing me there would only make things more awkward.”
Taehyung cut us this time. “Why would it be awkward, noona? “
I sighed. “ First off, I told you a thousand time that I am only a month older, Tae, no need to ‘noona’ me, you know.” Taehyung looked at me still the exact same, unfazed by my request. I knew it would never really change. “ And you know, maybe some may do some comments. “
“Don’t you worry, babe, “ Jimin stopped me. “The boys will understand. Actually, I introduced you as a friend before insinuating we were maybe a bit closer. They got that part right, don’t you worry your pretty little head about it. “
I took the view of the living room, still pretty dark and only lightened up by the reflection of the TV Taehyung was most probably watching before he received the phone call. “ But what if they think we are in frequentation or something. Like that, we are not together yet they might-”
I was genuinely afraid because not everyone was used to it. not everyone is used to see two people act together as a couple without the actual link that join the two of them. “ Babe.” Jimin started and both Taehyung and I looked at him, waiting for him to continue. “ This is not the first time they will hear about a fuck friend. Once you’ll get to know them you’ll laugh at yourself for thinking they might assume something. I am far from being the worst player to point at, believe me.”
I turned from surprised to curious in a microsecond. “ What do you mean by all that?”
“ Namjoon had a fuck friend for over 2 years before she broke the relation and Yoongi is the pro of undetailed human relationships. The worst is the kid. I don’t even know how many one night stands he had but he surely beats us all together. Tae, do you remember how many he had?” I had no idea who the kid was but I laughed at the only image of someone younger than Taehyung and who would be mature enough to know women in a personal way that would exceed their expectations.
Taehyung widened his eyes, placing his elbow on his knee and hand in his palm. “Oh jeez, I stopped counted at 37.” I laughed at the commonness of their conversation.
“And around when did you stopped counting?” I asked as a joke and Taehyung looked at me rather seriously.
“On the date of the October 23rd, 2015 to be exact.” He said and I stopped laughing. For Pete’s sake, that was nearly a year and a half ago.
I coughed and looked at Jimin. “and how old your friend is exactly? “ I wondered in curiousity.
“ He just turned 21. “ I almost choked on air when he said that. The boy they were referring to was over 2 years younger than I was and he was already over 34 conquest over me. At the very least.
I placed a hand on my chest to regain a bit of oxygen. “ Excuse me but that sounds a bit like your friend is a man hoe,“ I said and Taehyung burst in laughter. Jimin smirked at me and nodded a bit.
“Oh, he is a bit. He has his reasons but the kid is indeed a bit of a philanderer in a way. “ I bet he was. Knowing they were aware of these type of relations kind of grew on me and I relaxed as Jimin pulled me closer. “In any case, it’s just a little vacation trip to the beach. A week of vacation that I am offering you, as a friend. Nothing else.” I giggled at the thought of Jimin acting all saint and stuff.
Once you knew how nasty he could get in a bedroom, there were no turn backs and the image could only follow you. He was caring and sweet on the outside, almost making it seem like we were indeed dating, but a real nasty and cocky man in bed.
“Well, then, I guess it can’t hur-”
I was shut by the sound of the door ringing and before Taehyung even had the chance of reaching the knob, the door was burst open by a tall man with bleached blond hair and big sunglasses. I held in a laugh as I analyzed his outfit, really unmatched and surprising to say the least. “I guess it won’t indeed,” Jimin said, in my ear, as the stranger closed the door behind him.
“Namjoon hyung,” Taehyung said with a smile as he walked over to the man, hands, and arm open for a manly handshake. The man named Namjoon went on with Taehyung’s physical need and offered him a short hug before he took out his sunglasses to stare at me and Jimin, cuddling on the sofa.
“ I bet she is the lady,” Namjoon said to Jimin and I blushed a bit as the attention was on me when I didn’t want it to. I licked my lips when Jimin raised and pulled on my hand to make me raise as well.
“She is. Namjoon this is Byul, Byul this is Namjoon.” Jimin made the presentations short and I was thankful to him for that matter. I sucked at presenting myself and I clearly hoped that this would be over with as soon as possible.
“Nice to meet you, Byul.” Namjoon said with a nice smile. He seemed genuine and I smiled back at him.
“Pleasure’s mine. “ I responded and went on to take the hand he was offering me.
Taehyung jumped to his feet and hurried himself in between us. “Don’t! “ He yelled and I gasped and strode backward, surprised by the sudden intervention. Namjoon frowned and wanted to push Taehyung to the side but he stood still. “ Hyung, don’t take it too personally, but you break everything you touch. I don’t think this is appropriate-”
“Oh come on, Kim Taehyung.” Namjoon said, finally pushing him to the side. I giggled at the view of Taehyung dumbfoundedly being swept to the side. “ I am a bit clumsy, not murderous.” Jimin stood next to me as I finally took in Namjoon’s hand in mine. “Don’t worry about the rest, you’ve already met the worst.”
I knew the reference was to Taehyung but the said man was not aware of the fact we were talking about him. I had to admit, however, that as Namjoon was swinging our hands up and down, he was kind of crushing my hand bones a tiny bit more than he should have but I kept that reflexion to myself for the sake of the visit.
“Are you guys ready? “ Namjoon said once he delivered my hand and I massaged it slightly behind my back not to offend him. Taehyung saw my actions and smirked at me, mouthing a little ‘ told you so’ and I hid my smile. “ Jin is downstair and he is waiting with Yoongi and Hoseok.”
“Kook isn’t there too?” Jimin asked to his hyung. For me, it was just a panoply of names and they were meaningless until I would have faces to link to the words.
“ He will be joining us there directly. I think he was talking about an important date tonight and he will then go in the morning like we were supposed to in the first place.” Jimin hummed and braced my back with a soothing caress to make me step forward. I followed his movement and we reached the main entrance of the apartment as Taehyung joined us with our luggage.
Namjoon excused himself first and walked back down the stairs of the apartment’s entrance with Jimin’s suitcase to help out a little. From the living room’s window, we could see the big dark van waiting and I turned to the boys for comfort. “ Are you sure, I won’t be too much? The last thing I want is to be the only girl burdening all the boys. “
“ You won’t be, noona, don’t worry. “ Taehyung said with a smile. He took my suitcase and his in his hands and headed for the door. “ Come on, the beach is waiting for us.” I let him go as Jimin put a hand on my waist and we were now both of us standing alone in the lifeless apartment’s entrance.
“Are you sure about that?” I asked Jimin one last time and the man pulled me closer, crashing his lips on mine to make them go into a synched dance that only he knew the rhythm of. I followed the best I could and wrapped my arms around his neck in a vain try to cope with his need for affection. He was devouring my mouth and I moaned into his. “ I guess that means yes.” I laughed and he smiled to me, pecking my lips one last time.
“You will love them and they will love you.”
“ Please, change the station, I will die if another country song burns my ears. “ Hoseok said from the very back of the van. I turned my head to him, laughing, and he honestly looked like he was in need of help. The songs chosen by Jin weren’t all that bad after all.
“You sissy baby.” Yoongi said from the other seat in the front while changing the station. “ Now, happy?”
Hoseok was now smiling even more than Taehyung if that was possible. “ In heaven.” He even said.
At the very front of the van were Jin and Yoongi. While the first was a bit timid and focused on the road, the second one was a tiny bit more talkative, while still being caught up with his cell phone and a bit grumpy from time to time. At the very back was Taehyung, Hoseok, that I realized was just as lively if not more than the last, and, in the very middle, Namjoon, also texting or doing something else on his device.
Jimin and I were stuck in between all the suitcases in the little two-seat row of the center. There was stuff everywhere, from under our feet to our sides, forcing us to be a bit closer than we’d be on normal occasions. “ Are we there yet?” Taehyung asked for the fifth time in the past hour. I looked at my cellphone to see the hour and saw that it was about 3 hours into the road trip.
“I will take your head off and throw it by the window, Kim Taehyung.” Yoongi said from the front seat and Taehyung grimaced at him. “I swear I would make a 50 point shoot directly into the ocean.”
“Yeah, you’d have to raise your lazy ass from your seat to do that,” Taehyung said like a child to his hyung.
Jimin giggled without lifting his head from the game he was playing with his tablet. “Touché.”
I placed my head on his shoulder and sighed. Yoongi had turned his attention to the man in the back defying him with his stare. “Low key Taehyung insults because he can’t do better.”
“Try me,” Taehyung said amused and that’s when Jin intervened.
“Enough, guys.” His voice was a bit tired and He yawned. “I think we will be there in about an hour or so.” I got the way he was now barely awake. For him, all the trip had been about was the dark road and the complaints of his friends. “ In any case, it’s about time we pull over for a snack and gas.” He said, finally taking the turn of the highway to the nearest driver’s stop. “ Yoongi, you are taking over after, I need to rest a bit.” Yoongi scoffed.
“You better not utter a word while I drive, Tae, or you won’t get to see the light of day.”
We reached the driver’s stop when the clock turned around 9 pm. Some of us could be described as utterly tired, the ride consuming most of our energy. Just when Taehyung and Hoseok left the van to go to the bathroom and take their hand on a few snacks, their absence was more felt than ever. Whenever the two balls of energy left, the rest of the group fell into a deep sob and I looked at Jimin. “ I got to go to the bathroom too.” He raised his eyes from his tablet and hummed before going back to his tablet. “ Jimin.” I repeated. He sighed and looked up again. I pointed to the open door of the van. “ I need to pass.” I said giggling and he mouthed a little ‘oh’
“Hurry, if it’s Yoongi who drives, he won’t be taking too long. He hates driving so you should expect two things. First, don’t be surprised if he leaves without someone, the faster we are gone the faster we arrive, and second, we will probably be going 150 on the highway. “ I laughed and hummed as I passed over those perfect thighs of his, that I could have ridden otherwise.
“I will try to remember that as I go, my dear.” He smiled and slapped one of my ass as I went. I blushed and gasped softly. The only other person now in the car was Namjoon and he looked up from his screen when he heard the slap.
“Wow, such a gentleman you are, Jiminie.” He joked and then turned to me. “If ever you get tired of that low-class fucker, you can always call me, baby.” Namjoon winked and I laughed while winking back at him.
“Thanks, Namjoon, I’ll remember that in times of need.” Namjoon smiled at my answer and Jimin scoffed.
“Like if you’d be any better, hyung.” Then he turned to me. “Hurry, babe.” With that, he pulled me for a small kiss and then, in the snap of a finger, I was out of the van and on the way to the small convenient store facing the gas station.
I had no idea where the toilets were but I knew Taehyung and Hoseok went there and I could see them now in the convenience store so I decided to go hunt for them instead, hopefully thinking they would have the answer for my search. The doors of the store rang after I came in and I smiled to the cashier. I ambled through the aisle to the boys who turned to me the minute I reached them close enough for them to notice my presence. “ Noona,” Taehyung smiled as he showed me proudly all the snacks he had in his arms. “Check all that we found. I haven’t had those in years. “ He said showing me a bag of specially flavored chips. I giggled and pinched his belly from above his shirt.
“Don’t you think all those dirty snacks will ruin your bikini shape?” Hoseok smiled while Taehyung pouted.
“Let him enjoy those, he will whine like a baby if he doesn’t get them,” Hoseok said and Taehyung let got of a few of the bag on the ground.
“That’s not true, bro, that’s so rude.” I wanted to laugh so hard but I knew my bladder wouldn’t let me that courtesy so I held it in.
“Do you guys went to the bathroom already? I can’t seem to find it.” I asked and Taehyung turned to Hoseok to drop all the snacks remaining into Hoseok’s arms.
“Sure, follow me.” He said, taking my hand in his and we barely heard Hoseok muffle for help from under the pile of bags covering his face and upper body. Taehyung led me through the aisles and we reached the back of the store in no time, from where I could see the big orange door with the toilet sign on them. “ Here you go-oh.” He said, cutting himself when he saw another different bag of gummy fruit candies.
“Don’t you think it’s enough, Tae? We are only 7 in the car, not 59.” It was meant as a joke but, surprisingly, the boy didn’t laugh and only turned to me with the pack still in his hands.
He shook his head. “No, this one is for Kookie. He really likes those and always talks about he never have the time to get some.” I stopped breathing at the mention of the name he said.
“Kookie? Who’s that?” I asked and Taehyung left his eyes from the packet.
“Our little kiddo, Jungkookie.” I felt the air in my lungs become suddenly a lot thicker. The name gave me goosebumps for a really specific reason and I frowned.
“You mean the starboy dude Jimin and you were talking about is called Jungkook as well? “ I asked, my voice dropping a few octaves and Taehyung got probably intrigued as to why I added the ‘ as well’ at the end of my question.
Well, for one simple reason; I knew a Jungkook as well. Or, should I say, I used to, back in the time when I was still living out of the city. Funny how it was Taehyung who brought it up since he was the one who acted like the kid I knew back then. In the small city where I lived, everybody knew everybody and Jungkook and I were friends before we could say ‘ graduation’. We remained friends for all the time I stayed over there until I had to leave and forget every little thing about the man; including the last night we spent together.
“Why the question, you know a Jungkook also? “ I hummed.
“Well, I used to. It’s just some coïncidence. The one I knew was living in the countryside and was everything but a player. On the contrary, he was on the shy side.” I laughed and Taehyung accompanied me in the process.
He shook his head to the revelation. “ Definitely not this one, then.” I smiled, bitter in the inside to the reminiscence of those memories. “ You should go, now, noona. We will soon be going. “
After that small thought about my past, I went to do my business and before we knew it, we were back into the van and on the road to reach the chalet the boys had rented for the week. The van was dead quiet as some of them were sleeping and I was about to do just the same.
Hoseok seemed to be asleep while Taehyung was eating the snacks he bought to remain awake. Jin was sleeping in the front seat and Yoongi was driving. Jimin was looking at the view from the window as we were driving the long of the sea. I cuddled up with him as I watched the land view with him.
“It’s pretty,” I whispered and he smiled, turning to me. Our noses were almost touching.
He looked into my eyes. “ It is, indeed. “ I blushed a bit, this side of Jimin surprising me every time it would strike. I smirked and leaned for his lips before we were interrupted by the sound of what I thought at first to be the radio but who turned out to be the sound of Jimin’s phone ringing.
Yoongi sighed from the driver seat. “ I swear, if it’s your mother, Jimin, I will curse.“ I laughed and looked at the screen, only to see the big letter written on them. ‘ Kooks’.
Jimin raised his eyes from his screen to the boys. “Sorry, it’s Kookie, guys.” Hoseok woke up when he heard the sound of people talking and Jin was too far in dreamland to even care at this point. “ I’ll put him on speaker, alright?”
“Sure, go ahead,” Taehyung said, getting on the edge of his seat to get closer to our row.
Jimin nodded and finally put the green button, right before it was about to shut down. “ Hello, kookie?” Jimin said right before he put the speaker button and then the silence in the car was changed into the biggest and most incredible awkward moment of our lives.
“Ah fuck yeah.” We heard and everyone in the van looked at each other speechlessly. I gulped and then Taehyung looked at me with wide eyes.
“Euhm… Jungkook? “ Jimin called out but it was clear the conversation if we could even call it that, was a one-way thing. “Are you hearing us? “
“Fuck, harder, I beg you.” The voice was clearly feminine and it wasn’t even subtle to realize what they two were doing on the other side.
Hoseok frowned, still with his eyes half closed. “Wait, is he banging some whore live for us or what?”
“Get on all four, now.” A masculine voice, this time around, ordered the female and we heard some noise when the female executed herself. The voice tone of the male seemed to be overly authoritarian and I had a shiver when I heard it. Following that order was the sound of the female’s scream going higher and higher and we all were quiet as the night, not able to mutter a word.
Eventually, the only sound surpassing the screams of weakness of the lady was the sound of skin slapping against one another. I looked at Jimin in disbelief and he looked back, all blushing and I finally broke the silence by laughing. Hard.
When I did, it seems like the other side finally stopped whatever they were doing and listened to my pretty unique laugh. Taehyung and even Yoongi joined me and we went on for a while before Jin snapped out of his nap and took the phone to shut us all up. He ended the call and shouted at us. “One person butt dial you and you can’t even respect your elders anymore? I will fucking wipe this kid’s ass when he arrives tomorrow. “
Then we all laughed wholeheartedly. It was nice and for so little, I felt like I had always been a part of Jimin’s group of friends. He was right, they were all so nice and open to me that I honestly wished Jimin and I were more, only so we could be all hang out together on a regular basis.
After a while, when we all went on to be quiet, I finally almost fell asleep on Jimin’s shoulder, his hand on my leg and mine above his. My eyes were slowly closing at the view of the sea outside and on the visage of Yoongi, carefully driving in the front mirror when we all heard the cries of our worst nightmare.
“Are we there yet? “
The chalet was hella big. Like mansion size big. Like I wondered how they even paid for that thing but, apparently, Yoongi’s parents were owners of a condo company or something and paid for his vacation every summer kind of big. From the outside, it was already so huge that I looked at it with my mouth hanging open but when we arrived inside, I literally dropped my suitcase on the ground, letting it make a def bang.
“You must be kidding me,” I said while I walked behind Hoseok through the living room.
In front of us was a big chimney, made of old rocks and around, was some white leather couches. The living room was open with the big kitchen that even had an island to cook on. I stumbled on the living room’s carpet, true to myself, and fell face first on the couch. “Fuck.”
“Babe, you alright?” Jimin asked, running after me and I laughed at myself to make the overall experience look a tiny bit less awkward. Yoongi and Namjoon were the last ones to enter.
Jimin helped me get up but when they entered the room, thy only saw me bent over the sofa and Jimin above me, trying to get me up. Hoseok was technically the only one who saw the whole scene and Taehyung, who came after us, only saw a part of it.
Namjoon’s eyes popped out from their sockets and he yelled at us. “We haven’t distributed the bedrooms yet that you guys are humping each other on the couch? Please, we had enough with that butt dial thing that-”
“Relax, she fell, hyung,” Jimin said and he finally stood me up correctly. The side of the living room was boarded with decorations and a big window, a bay one to be more precise, giving the best of views on the never-ending sea offered with the landscape.
On the other side, was a hallway, most probably leading to bedrooms and there was also a big staircase leading to an overpass we could see from the living room and entrance. There were many doors on the second level as well, making me wonder if the bedrooms were either on the first of second story.
Yoongi gathered us all closer so we could discuss it all together about who would have the best rooms. “ There is exactly 5 bedrooms in this house. Some will be sleeping alone and others with people. I am guessing that some of you have already found their mate for the trip.” The looks were all directed towards Jimin and I and I blushed. Not that I would mind sharing the bed with him. Not at all.
“ Who’s sleeping alone? “ Jin asked and Yoongi turned to him.
“I am. Sorry but I need my beauty sleep.” Taehyung laughed at Yoongi’s repartee and only added salt to injury.
“I think, when we talk about you, hyung, it would be more appropriate to call it hibernation.”
“ And that, my friend, is the reason why you get the smallest of them all,” Yoongi said to nag him back and I laughed. These two were really something and I swore I could never really get enough.
In the end, the separation was made so that everyone would have some sort of a win-win. Yoongi took the master bedroom with the bay view and Jin took the adjacent bedroom. Namjoon took a double bedded room to himself while Hoseok and Taehyung shared a room together on the first level. As for Jimin and I, it was decided that we would take the small king size bed in the bedroom at the end of the hallway. A courtesy of Yoongi for the lady of the group apparently since he was usually much harder on Jimin than that.
As for Jungkook, it was decided that, upon his arrival, he would share the bedroom with Namjoon.
Our bedroom wasn’t too big but had a nice view. We were on the second level but completely at the opposite. When we reached it, it was already almost midnight and I fell right dead on the mattress. Jimin laughed at me, dropping both of our suitcases down on the side of the door. I closed my eyes and sighed, the mattress being so comfortable that I was already almost asleep when I felt Jimin straddling me. “W-Wh-” I said, raising on my elbows and looking at him right in the eyes. “ What do you think you are doing, Park Jimin? “ I asked with a smirk, a smirk that he returned to me right away.
Jimin liked to play it all innocent sometimes and he slowly took the time to take down each one of his buttons. “What? Am I not allowed to have sex with my fuck friend after a long ass trip with assholes? “
I laughed. “ Arghh, I love when you talk dirty to me, baby.” I joked and he smiled to me before softly pushing me down the mattress and kissing me hard on the lips. I giggled and let it go before I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
It was like we were finally allowed to take things off where we left them before Taehyung interrupted us that evening. Slowly, I took over the task to unbutton his shirt instead of him and slid my hand the long of his shoulders and arms to make the tissue fall along with my movement. He was too busy worshipping my neck and collarbone to notice anyway.
Talking about worshiping, he was a real god at it and I held my moans when he sucked on my soft spot. It didn’t take long for Jimin to find it when we started off that whole thing and, before I knew it, I had my eyes closed and ready for the take off of our desires.
There was that surprising aura with Jimin that would always make me feel at ease with no matter what he would do. It was a pleasant feeling each time he would touch me and when he used his fingers to brush my camisole straps away, I lost consciousness that moment, like every single time he would consume my body and that made me irrelevant in my moans and demands. I was arching my back to let Jimin have an access to my neck that I wanted him to touch even more but every good thing had to come to an end and surely, this session was no exception.
The door, that Jimin had not closed correctly allowed him to see the shadow of someone coming the long of the hallway and he sighed, pushing on the mattress to get back on his feet, leaving me unsatisfied on the mattress. “Jimin?” I asked and he shushed me with a finger on his mouth.
“Someone’s coming, go wait for me in the bathroom. Start a shower and I’ll join you.” He said and I put my hand through my hair before I cope with my faith and stood back up to reach the door of the bathroom that was built in with the room. I saw Jimin rummage through his stuff to find another shirt and I admired his defined chest while he walked to the door. “ What are you thinking about?” He joked, not talking too loud.
I smirked and pushed the door frame of the bathroom. “ Just about how good that must feel to be taken at the against the bathroom’s counter at the moment.” I said with a slight blush and Jimin squawked.
He held on the door when someone tried to enter the room. “Jimin, Byul? “ We heard Hoseok ask and Jimin held the door semi-closed for the time he had to say what he wanted to.
Teeth clenched, he looked at me with all the seriousness he could keep. “When I am done with this, I better find you fucking naked and in steamy hot water.” He held the door when Hoseok called for him once more. “ You better not fuck with me, babe, you have no idea what you got into.” I licked my lips and joked.
“Oh, I think I know, on the contrary,” I said in a sensual tone and then I entered the bathroom, half closing the door, enough to hide and open enough to hear what would be going on from the other side.
The moment I entered the bathroom, Jimin opened the door to Hoseok, who apparently stumbled inside and coughed. “ Sorry, bro, I didn’t want to disturb you but you got a call.” He said and Jimin seemed to be confused, even though I couldn’t see him from the other side.
“That’s my phone, where did you get it?” Jimin asked and Hoseok seemed to be a bit more at ease.
“You forgot it downstairs while we were choosing the bedrooms. Jungkook called again but I have no idea if that’s another butt call or not so I let you enjoy the opportunity to call back and found out.” Hoseok had definitely a great sense of humor.
Jimin thanked him and seconds later the door was closed and I heard Jimin walk around the bedroom, dialing back his friend. I decided to give the man a bit of privacy by turning to the shower and opening the hot water. Once it was falling, I closed the shower door and looked at my reflection in the mirror and started undressing.
Over the sound of the water running, I could still hear Jimin speaking. “Jungkook? “ He said and I thought he would still be faced with the moaning mess of his friend but he seemed to finally get an answer. “ God damn, I thought I would face another butt dial- Yeah you did butt called us earlier. “ He said and I held in a giggle. “ Oh, not many, just the 7 of us.” He answered to the question I only presumed to be about how many people heard him. “Well, I told you I would bring her. The boys love her already, I am sure you will.” There was a moment of silence and I smiled at the compliment. “ Well, it’s nothing of the sort, but yeah, she is off reach for you, stupid sex slave. “Jimin said and this time I giggled.
I was now completely naked, about to go into the water. I still listened to Jimin finishing his discussion. “ We are not a couple, Jungkook. We are only fuck buddies but she is also a friend. You’ll see for yourself. “ I smiled and closed my eyes, thinking the exact same about him. A part of me was super happy to see that whole thing work out. Most fuck friend ends up in much more complex stories but to us, it really was what it was.
“So, you were pretty occupied earlier. Is she still around? “He asked his friend and I shivered as I was still naked in the cold night air of the bathroom. I looked around, only to spot the small bathroom window open. I quickly ran over to the wall to close it before my heart was stuck into a wrecking revelation. “I swear you are a fucking stud, Jeon Jungkook.”
If there was one thing I was not prepared to face during these improvised vacations, it was to meet someone I already knew. I have had my doubts about the identity of the man when Taehyung had taken the gummy fruits at the store, but now it was becoming more than clear. There was not a thousand Jeon Jungkook in that universe and my little finger told me it was him and there was no way I could get this wrong.
I froze and waited as the call soon came to an end and I saw Jimin coming into the bathroom but this time around, there was no real way around it.
This night, even though I was transported elsewhere and we probably woke up everyone else in the chalet with our screams of pleasure, my mind was occupied by the thoughts and worries of meeting again with someone I had spent over 5 years avoiding.
Jeon Jungkook was a teenage mistake that followed me and now it was starting to be a stain that I could never really get off my sleeve.
“Next time I think I will pack a luggage full of earplugs,” Yoongi said as he lazily put a forkful of pancakes in his mouth. Everyone was gathered around the round table and we were all eating the pancakes Jin had made for us. I was quite surprised about the self-sufficiency of these guys and was actually enjoying the pancakes we were given. Jin honestly had talent in cooking.
“With these screams, I bet they were not the only plugs needed last night.” Namjoon joked and I blushed. Jimin also but a bit less than I was.
Taehyung spotted our reaction and laughed, pinching my cheek like if I was a child. “ Look at her, guys, I think we are making her blush. Don’t worry, noona, once Namjoon let his bedroom unlocked and I found a strapon in his laundry basket.” I let go of my fork, which made a loud sound on the plate. At this rate, everyone got quiet and Namjoon’s eyes were wide open.
I placed a hand over my mouth not to laugh and Jimin cracked up before I did. “What were you doing in my bedroom’s dirty laundry basket is the big question, if you want my opinion.” Namjoon tried to change the subject and it worked as everyone turned to Taehyung.
“Well-” He started and looked at his food. “ Investigation purposes.” He said and we all stopped there. The man honestly had no filter and I didn’t need, nor wanted, to know what ‘investigation’ meant for him.
“Anyway.” Hoseok started. We all turned to him and he continued. “We should start to plan our week ahead. I mean we brought enough food and booze to feed a village but we never talked about the activities.” That was a point that, up til now, Jimin only brought up the subject of a week at the beach, never even once saying what we would be doing there.
Yoongi yawned and sighed. “ There is a nice beach right on the edge of the chalet. We could swim, ride the sea motorcycle or go on a yacht trip.”
Hoseok stopped doing whatever he was doing. “ You have a yacht? “
Yoongi casually nodded. “ That’s one of the joy to have parents who were gone for most of your childhood I presume.” There was a sad bitterness in his voice but Taehyung dismissed it with a pitiful joke.
“Where do I sign for the yacht?” He said and everyone smiled or laughed.
The conversation was going on between them all but I was too caught up with my own to really follow. In a side of my mind was the confused feeling of seeing Jeon Jungkook for the first time in over 5 years.
What happened back then was a one-time thing but it turned out to have a bit more meaning for the young boy than for me at the time. Back then Jungkook was a young 16 years old boy who was one of my closest friends, if not my best one, but he was also a teenage boy who was totally and utterly infatuated with me. I was 18 at the time and really needy. He was young and really emotional about the fact I was going to the city to live a more modern life. That led to that one night that should never have happened and the next morning he was all lovey-dovey, filling my ears with confessions of his undying love for me.
I was stupid and if I had the chance to go back, I would probably do things differently but, as I was young and unreasonable back then, I did not have that maturity. I broke his heart.
He begged me to stay and I didn’t. I left with the first occasion that came to me. I was his first and I gave him the sourest taste of what it was than to like someone. He called and texted me non-stop for weeks, months even, wanting to join me but I eventually changed my line and just went on with life.
I heard from him only one time after that and it was when I heard that he came to town to visit another common friend of ours. I was living with my ex back then and he never tried to contact me when he learned.
“Noona, are you alright? “ I heard Taehyung asked and I popped out of my souvenirs.
Jimin was looking at me worriedly. “ Yeah, babe, you alright? “I smiled at them.
“Yeah, sorry, the night was short, you know.” Jimin winked and I looked away.
It had been long, but not for the same reasons. “ Yeah, we pretty much all do.” Yoongi added, sourly. That made me blush and smile at the same time and little did I know, I was brought on Jimin’s lap when the doorbell rang. I jumped on my feet while Jimin was trying to get me closer and he wondered what was wrong when I stepped a foot further from the dining table, almost out of breath from the sound of the bell alone.
Actually, it was making me out of breath to think about it alone. For I knew this would be really awkward and I just hoped I changed enough for him to have forgotten totally about me. “ Must be Jungkook, I’ll go open,” Hoseok said and raised from his seat. I smiled at Jimin when he frowned.
“You are sure you are alright? You really seem weird this morning, babe.” He said and I placed my straight hair behind my ear in hope to push away, with it, the worries of my friend.
I sighed and touched my forehead. “Yeah, I am sorry, I guess that’s just a big headache. I should maybe go rest a bit more.” I said and he raised from the chair to stand by me.
“I’ll escort you and tell the boys about it later.” He concluded but I placed a hand on his chest.
“It’s going to be fine. Welcome your friend correctly and I’ll join you guys later, alright? “I softly placed a peck on his lips to shut him up before he’d argue me. “It’s just a migraine, nothing more.”I tried to joke, wishing that my face would not let it show too much that the deal was much greater.
Jimin was never one to worry about the lines so he dismissed it quite rapidly. Before we could even hear Hoseok open the door, Jimin had pecked my lips back and I ran through the hallway, though trying to resist the urge to completely jump one stair after the other. I reached to the living room, at the end of the hallway, once Hoseok was near the door and he smiled at me. “ You are alright? Where are you going?” I smiled at him, taking the advantage that he didn’t open the door yet to climb up a few stairs.
“Oh, I just have a small migraine. You guys have fun, I’ll just rest and join you later.” I said, faking a cute smile that I guessed right, would surely lead Hoseok to believe me and let me go on with my plan. When he turned to the door, I rushed the few steps missing and ran directly to Jimin and I’s room. I closed the door and let my back rest on it, closing my eyes while I let go of all the air stuck in my lungs.
Even though I went on with my life long time ago, part of me felt guilty for inflicting such emotion on such a young boy and also, the memory of our friendship was still a haunting thought on a regular basis. Honestly speaking, this was a mistake that had its fair share of negative phases afterward since I had to erase from my head the very thought of my first best friend.
Somehow, having him away from me was painful, but less than to see the look on his face after all I had done.
Part of me knew this reunion would be up to no good and, sure enough, this whole trip would be sinking down lower into the ocean than the Titanic. What did I put myself into? Moreover, how could I get myself out now that I was neck deep into the shit that I created?
Head banging against the door, I listened to the conversation happening downstairs, the only thing I could actually do.
Being kept from seeing the scene, I could only imagine the acts while the words would speak for more than they usually would in that case.
The first voice that rang through the small gap below the door was the one of Hoseok actually. “ Jungkook!” He shouted and I held in a breath to hear better.
The sound of the door closing was heard and I knew he was inside now. My heart was beating way too hard and for no reason. “Hyung.” Another voice, quite similar to the one on the phone the last night, replied. Footsteps were heard and the next thing I guessed was that the boys joined Hoseok and Jungkook for the welcomings.
The sound of voices was really faint so I decided to take a risk and opened softly the door and let it barely open, only enough to hear. Luckily enough, the angle of the bedroom’s entrance didn’t let me see much of the actions neither would it let the others see me so I put my head through the crack that I created.
“Finally you are here, kid,” Taehyung said and then, again, the voice that I was slowly assigning to Jungkook mentally talked again.
“Kid? Who’s the virgin one here in the place?” I gasped, surprised to learn that Taehyung, despite being the same age as Jimin and I was still a virgin. Well, part of me was surprised but the other was just at ease with the answer since he actually looked so shy and innocent at times that the other way around would have blown my mind as I thought about it.
“Last time I checked, your number of sexual conquests didn’t alter your age, kiddo. Sorry about that. “ Namjoon said and Taehyung awkwardly laughed.
I licked my lips as the sound of luggage falling to the ground was heard. “How was the road, Kook?” Jimin asked this time around and I looked to the ground, anticipating his answer.
“It was long enough to enjoy a nice rest. “ He joked and the boys followed his lead as the sound of steps were heard. “ Where’s my bedroom?” He asked and Namjoon was quick to follow.
“You are with me.” He said and Jungkook didn’t reply at first, thing that I took as a no-approbation to the revelation.
The man shrugged. “I would have preferred to sleep with Jimin instead. You stay up on your phone until the morning and it doesn’t help me sleep at all. “ Jungkook said and this time Yoongi took over the discussion.
“Well, Jimin is already taken so you’ll have to deal with it.” That was the small trigger that I dreaded and soon enough, Jungkook jumped on the cable Yoongi threw at him.
“Oh, right, I almost forgot! “ He seemed to clap his hands together since the high noise prevented anyone from talking. “ Where is she?” He asked seemingly excited.
Unconsciously, I backed away from the door and stumbled backward until I hit the bed and sat on it. My breath was uneven and it remained that way as I listened to the voices downstairs.
“She has a migraine. She is upstairs resting. “ Jimin replied for me and I prayed the gods for the kid kept his distance for the moment. Hell, I knew I would have to face him sometime during the week, but I didn’t want it to be right upon his arrival.
However, my faith was harsher on me than I wished it to be and little did I know, footsteps were heard climbing the stairs. “ Is she afraid of me or something? She could have stayed to welcome me at least.” He snorted and Jimin protected me, a thing I was surprised and grateful for.
“Don’t act like the princess we all know you to be.” He said to the man. “ She said she would join us later, don’t disturb her.” Jimin seemed to have blocked Jungkook’s course for I didn’t hear steps anymore if not for those of the boys trying to catch up with the two.
“ I just want to introduce myself properly, how is that being a princess? I will let your precious girlfriend sleep after that, I really don’t mind. “ He paused. “ Although, I think she won’t want to after she sees my precious face. “ He joked and, knowing Jimin the way I did already, I guessed that he probably rolled his eyes.
The Jungkook I knew seemed to have faded behind the facade of a cocky and sexually dependent man. It helped me put my shits together for a short period and I held my fists tight against my thighs to prevent myself from scrapping each one of my hair from my head.
Surely enough, Jimin seemed to let it slide. “She is not my girlfriend, will you stop with that? I thought you of all people would get that, kid.” Jimin’s voice briefly stopped before he continued. “ One little minute and then you are out.” He finally let go.
Upon the shock of the upcoming meeting, I panicked. “Where’s the room? “ Jungkook asked and Jimin started to walk.
My heartbeat was now going maniac. I felt like I was about to faint from the warmth of my own body when I felt the meeting coming with each one of the steps approaching the half-open door.
Jimin was the first one to enter, signaling to Jungkook to wait outside for a minute and he almost closed the door behind him. I sat up when he entered and he frowned at my unusual position. “Babe?” He asked and I faked a smile.
“Y-Yeah?” I asked, almost losing my voice as it cracked.
Jimin placed his hands in his pockets. “ Were you just standing there? I thought you were feeling unwell?”
Luckily for me, I had always been quick with responses. “ I just lost my balance, I think I really need to rest. What’s the problem?” I successfully dragged the attention elsewhere and next thing I knew, Jimin sighed and walked closer to me.
“I know you need a bit of rest but my friend just arrived and he really wanted to meet you. I told him he could come for a minute to greet you and then he would go. Would you mind? “
Yeah, I fucking minded as fuck.
But I had no choice. I knew refusing would only lead more suspicions so I greeted my death with a smile. The best thing I could possibly do. “ I-I guess, yeah. If it’s quick.””
Jimin smiled at me and pecked my lips. I remained unphased by his action and the next thing I saw him do was turning to the door and I looked to the ground as a reflex. I knew it was it.
I saw the feet of two other people enter the bedroom, apart from Jimin. One was clearly belonging to Taehyung since I would have recognized the smiley faces socks Jimin bought him pretty much everywhere but I knew the other was belonging to the object of my anxiety.
“Hey noona, look who’s there!” Taehyung called me but I only pursed my lips. Jungkook seemingly hadn’t seen my face just yet because he was still waiting for Jimin to introduce us.
“Babe, this is Jungkook.” He said and I held my breath. “ Jungkook this is-” I looked up at once and that’s when everything stopped for the both of us.
The man in front of me had nothing to do with the young boy I once knew carnally.
“Byul” Jungkook replied instead of Jimin and both him and Taehyung seemed to be completely lost.
Jungkook and I stared at each other like if rediscovering each other. Not only did his face man up a lot but his whole body. Starting from his shoulders which were a lot wider to his chest and legs, that seemed to have been toned up with care. I understood at once the object of interest of all the girls as he was quite handsome indeed. His jawline was sharp as a knife and I knew a lot of girls who would have killed to be looked at with such intensity.
But the intensity I was given as he looked at me surpassed what I could handle. He never expected to see me there, perhaps did he never expected to see me ever again. Even less as his good friend’s fuck buddy.
As a deathly silence was planning over the four of us, Jungkook and I kept looking at the other without a pause. I stared at the tightness of his jaw as he recognized me, well to my unsatisfaction. “Wait, you two know each other? “ Jimin asked and I gasped out of the trance to look at my fuck friend.
I didn’t know if, in our situation, I was allowed to talk. I looked back at Jungkook as my body was slightly turned to the two others. “You could say that,” Jungkook said for the both of us.
“This is so cool,” Taehyung said to break out the tension and silence. “ It’s like inception or something. “ He said amazed and I held in a momentarily laugh.
Jimin was clever enough to uncover the truth. At least a part of it and he turned to Taehyung rapidly. “Tae, get out for a moment.” Taehyung, totally confused, followed the orders and closed the door behind him.
Once the three of us were alone, I started to play with my hands and Jimin was left alone to take over the conversation. “Guys, what the hell is going on here? “
I was back at looking at Jungkook when I spoke. “I wasn’t sure at first but now I am. Jungkook and I were childhood friend back then, until-”
“ She left and became a bitch.”
