'Kiddo!' I almost got taken down by Hoseok hanging around my shoulder the first second he saw me walk up to the group

'Hoseok!' I yell back, giving him a hug

It was his birthday today, and he decided to get everyone drunk. By the looks of it, they started early. Most of them are tipsy.

Only Namjoon, Taehyung, and Jimin seem to be sober.

Jimin.

I think I forgot how to breathe the moment I saw him.

Sitting in his little corner, his legs spread open with his drink hanging right over his muscly thigh, held by those veiny hands that I love having wrapped around my throat. His shirt has such a low V cut that I can see a bit of his chest, and the blazer he has over is something a model would wear. And talking of models... That impeccable, handcrafted face of his is making me want to throw up from the nerves. Should I look at those full lips that are lightly smirking at me? Should I look into his captivating eyes that make me lose my mind? Or should I focus on his incredible blonde hair that is slightly falling over one side of his forehead, hiding just a tiny bit of that wink he just sent me.

'Come on! You're late, so you get two!' Jungkook was giggling away, pushing two shots into my hands, thankfully pulling away my attention. I'm not feeling too well.

'Oh, god.' I could smell vodka from a mile away

'Do it!' The group started cheering me on, most of them laughing their asses off. I swear I act older than them sometimes.

'Cheers, Hoseok. Happy birthday, you old man!' I cheered and downed both shots with a grimace while he was bending backwards in his hysterical laughter, grabbing his chest

'Look at the baby Min go! I feel like a proud father.' Jin jokes, wiping non-existent tears

'Is it because you are my father's age?' I troll, having the group burst out laughing while he complained

'Good one, sis.' Yoongi was obviously more than buzzed, sending finger guns to me

'Here. Go get us drinks! I am too drunk to carry!' Hoseok shoved his card in my hand, very sloppily at that

'She can't bring all of that on her own.' Taehyung laughed at him, but no indication of help

'I'll give her a hand. I'm going there anyway. Come on.' Jimin got up from the couch, finally speaking up

'Our hero Jiminaaa!' They were looking at him like he's a god, making him shake his head in disbelief. They are a bunch of kids.

I was so conscious of Jimin being next to me the entire time as we walked to the bar, and only when we got to the bar and ordered, he leaned closer to speak into my ear.

'Let's get them drunk and leave. I can't hold myself back. I haven't touched you in a week. I need you.'

That is unfortunately true. We haven't been able to spend a single day together as Yoongi had some issues in his place, so he was staying with me for a week.

I looked at him to see him licking his lips, swallowing hard, his eyes as lustful as they could get.

'My place or yours?' I ask

'Mine.'

'Let's get these to them then. Don't drink too much.' I tease

'I've barely had anything. I've been waiting for you.'

We had so many drinks that they gave us two trays to put them on, and then we made our way back. Or I thought.

'Here you go.' I put down of tray on the table, only to realize that Jimin wasn't behind me.

'Shit.' D cursed, quite loudly, looking behind me, much like everyone else, so I did to.

Haeun. For fucks sake.

He was holding the tray, pretty much glaring at her as she kept smiling at him, talking about god knows what. We can't exactly hear them from all the way here, and I somehow don't even want to. What I want to do is run there, take the tray from him, and smack her in that perfect face. 

'That woman is looking to die.' Namjoon added

'That's his ex, right?' I ask, playing dumb, but the answer I got from Neya made me want to throw up on the spot.

'Honey, she's not just his ex. She's his ex fiancé.'

'Fiancé???' I might have asked that a tad bit too loud but... He was engaged? As in getting married to her?! 'Jimin was supposed to get married? Jimin?!' 

'Long story and it's kind of a ''don't talk about it'' one.' Namjoon added

'Got it. Don't ask.' I nodded but now I'm just burning up to know more. What the... 

'Should we save him? He looks ready to either cry or kill her.' Taehyung asks

'Good luck with getting into that.' Jin chuckled

'It's fine. I got it.' I am not letting that bitch near him

'What? Are you serious?' Namjoon's eyes seemed ready to pop, like most of them

'Yeah. Why not. I don't care about it.' I shrugged and turned away, making my way to Jimin, whose eyes got locked into mine the second I started walking there.

'Jimin.' I call his name, and she turns as well

'Oh, hi.' She gives me that fake smile

'Hello, Haeun. Do you mind if I get him back?'

'You know my name?' She looked at Jimin and then at me

'Did you think I wouldn't?' I chuckle. 'I know everything, so don't strain yourself. Jimin, come on. Don't waste yourself on her.'

He seemed to have relaxed a little, finally taking that first step to come closer, looking nowhere but at me.

'Scuse me. We were talking.' She protests

'No. You were talking.' I jump on it. 'My boyfriend was ignoring you. Now if you wouldn't mind fucking off and staying away? Much appreciated.' I gave her a sarcastic smile while she seemed offended on every level, and Jimin just looked surprised, but then he smiled a little

'Sorry, baby. I got sidetracked.' He smiled at me, then leaned next to my head to whisper, 'You are even hotter when you're jealous.'

'I will smack you with that tray. Don't test me.' I threatened back and he started laughing

There was no sign of that scared, frozen Jimin from moments ago. Maybe he was angry. I don't know, but right now, he was laughing at me. His melodic laughter ringing in my head and making my heart race.

'Come on. We have a birthday to celebrate.' He smiles at me, then looks at her almost with disgust. 'I'd say it was a pleasure but lying is your thing. I think you've got your torture device at home. I believe he should be your fiance. Bye now.' So she's engaged now. Again.

She was left there with her mouth hanging open, going red in her face as Jimin pulled me gently, moving us.

'Sorry for butting in. Again.' I don't wanna fight over this. Not again.

'I should be thanking you. If you didn't come and get me I'd probably still be standing there, listening to her bullshit. Besided, I'm used to you butting in by now. It's your basic trait.' He snickers

'Fuck you.' I elbowed him in the ribs while he kept giggling at me

'You alright man?' Taehyung asked him, eyeing him carefully and then looking over at me

'Yeah. I'm good.' Jimin nods, smiling lightly. 'I've been told I'm getting smacked with the tray if I don't bring my ass back here with the drinks.' He jokes, motioning at me

'Amora for the president!' Neya cheers me on, having them all agree and laugh

'Sorry about her. She meddles.' Yoongi apologizes for me, making me roll my eyes in annoyance

'She's done this before. Unfortunately, I'm used to it.' Jimin sighed as he sat down

'And you're welcome.' I curtsey at him, while he just shook his head. 'And Oppa, stop complaining. I got your drink back. Here.' I pass him his glass from the tray, his little gummy smile spreading across his face

'Best sister ever!'

Yep. He's drunk as fuck.

'LET'S PARTYYYY!!!'

And they sure did. 
Everyone was mostly unable to walk by the time it got to going home, which was almost 3 in the morning. Jimin and I kind of put them in taxies and sent them off, as we really tried not to drink much.

The entire night, I've noticed him looking at me, and every time our eyes met, he would take a small sip of his drink to hide his little smirk before he'd look away.

As much as I hate hiding, this is exciting in a way. It's like there's only us in our little world. And as much as I hate not being able to touch him in front of anyone else, all of that sexual tension builds up the more we wait, and once we're on our own, we both let go.

And this time, it won't be any different.

'Be careful getting home.' Jimin was seeing off very drunk Jungkook, helping him close the taxi door

'Jiminaaa! I love youuu!' He yelled at him, but he yelled loudly and everyone outside on the street heard him, some people laughing

'I know, I know.' Even Jimin was laughing. 'Now go home and sleep.'

Jungkook gave him his little bunny smile, putting his hands on the rim of the open window and putting his chin on them like a kid. Absolutely adorable.

And as soon as he was gone, being the last one left, Jimin walked over to me with a hurried pace, that same lustful look in his eyes from before making an appearance.

Pulling me in firmly, hi fingers laced into my hair, connecting to my scalp.

'I've been going crazy without you.' He murmured, letting his lips finally clash with mine, pulling on my hair almost roughly.

For a second there, I forgot where we were and I ran my hand under his blazer, wanting to rip off that damn shirt, but he grabbed my hand, giggling at me.

'We're outside, baby. We need to get home for that.'

'Then let's go. And fast.' I don't have time to feel embarrassed or ashamed. I want him. All the damn time.

We kind of raced to the first taxi we saw,  wanting to get home as fast as possible.

I kept pressing my thighs together, feeling how turned on I'm getting just by being near him. But he... he had other plans.

'How quiet can you be?' He whispered in my ear

'Quiet?'

He kissed me gently, trying to distract me from the fact that his fingers were sliding under my dress. As if I could miss that.

I quickly grabbed his hand, stopping him, but he only went more under my dress, shaking it off.

'Let's play a game, baby. Try not to cum by the time we get home.' His whispering in my ear was enough, but two of his fingers sliding inside of me without a hesitation, got me to almost scream.

I leaned into his neck, bresthing harshly against his skin as I tried to keep myself quiet.

He slowly moved his fingers in and out, curling them inside of me when he'd push in. I had to bite into his neck to stop myself from screaming.

He kind of twitched for a split second when I sucked lightly on his neck, so I thought, fuck it, and started sucking on it a bit harder, leaving a mark on him.

We don't tend to leave marks because we don't want anyone to see them, but I couldn't care less about it right now. And he is not exactly stopping me. He even gave me more access by moving a bit more.

I felt like I was making the entire back seat wet, and he just wouldn't stop. He pretened to hug me, pulling my face into his neck to hide me, but in the darkness of the back seat, his fingers were working some wonders.

'Here we are, sir.'

'Ah, thank you.'

Fuck. I was just about to finish.

'Good girl.' He whispered in my ear before paying the driver and practically dragging me out

We didn't even get inside normally. He slammed me against his front door, kissing me like a madman, pulling my dress up and touching me up.

'Inside. Jimin-'

'As you wish.' He picked me up and carried me inside, almost running with me in his arms as he rushed into his bedroom.

'I finally have you all to myself.' His lips wouldn't leave my body for even a second. My lips, my neck, my chest... anywhere he could get to, his lips left an imprint.

'Jimin, I want-'

'What do you want, baby? Tell me.' He brought his lips back to mine, gently sucking on my bottom lip

'I want you to leave all marks all over me. Please.'

'Do you now?' He smirked, tugging on my bottom lip

'Yes.' I nod, pleading with my eyes

'Give me a good reason why I should.' He loves his games, and I love playing along.

'I want everyone to know that I'm daddy's little girl.' I batted my eyes at him, biting into my bottom lip

'Fuck, baby, you're hot.' His growl was followed by exactly what I wanted. His lips all over my neck, sucking on my skin like there's no tomorrow.

'Don't stop.' I moaned out, gripping his shoulder as he only went harder, sliding his hand between my legs once again

I wanted him more than I could put into words, so I placed my hand on his guiding him to where I want him.

I felt his lips stretching into a smile against my neck before he did what I wanted him to, rubbing me out just fast enough to drive me insane, and sucking on my neck at the same time. But with everything he already did, it took mere seconds for me to get to my edge.

I became an unhinged, moaning mess, crying out his name as I came so hard that I lost breath in my lungs.

'I didn't even get to play, and you came. Look at the mess you've made, baby.' He raised his hand in front of me, showing me the sticky, kind of see-through substance sticking to his fingers as he moved them.

'I'm - I'm sorry.'

'Never be sorry to enjoy the pleasure I give you, baby.' He smiles. 'Just be ready to cum and cum over and over again tonight. You've just turned me in beyond reason. I won't let you sleep tonight.'

'Better get started then.'