It's been a couple of days since my date with Jay. The boys are busy planning their vacations, booking flights back home and so on..

"Hey isn't that the whore who was prided off as a manager?" Some random dude starting yelling from across the street. I was just heading out of a coffee shop with the boys' drinks.

"Yeah, that's the bitch who stole our oppas!!" The girl that yanked me before was also here. The hell?!!
Paparazzi were running towards me with flashing cameras asking me the most inappropriate questions of who's better? And who's bigger and the one that irritated me the most was a girl shoving a mic up to my face with a smug smirk on her face..
"Tell us your secret. How did you get those boys to fight over you, slut?!" But I didn't get a chance to answer before another reporter with a very serious face asked me "How do you feel after knowing that you're the reason Got7 disband? That you ended their careers just because you wanted the attention? Were you really that desperate?"
Someone came running and throwing ice cold water right at me. I shivered and started to sob.
I was crying for help when I finally saw Jaebeom walking out of the coffee shop I walked out of just a few minutes ago. I look at him with pleading eyes. He just rolls his eyes and walks away.
"Wait, Jay!!" I yell making him turn to look at me.
"What do you want? I lost my brothers because of you. You were nothing but a sex toy, what gave you the right to dream of us ever falling for you?" His harsh words shocking me. What did I do to deserve this? "Wake up Lee. LEE!!"

I gasped for air as I woke up. I found myself sitting on my bed with the boys around me. All looking worried and concerned. My cheeks were wet. So I was actually crying...
I looked around the room and glance at the time. It was 3 in the morning.

"Hey.. it's okay, you're safe. You're right here with us. You're home." Jinyoung says as he pats my leg that was stretched next to him.

"You had me worried jagi. Your cries woke us up.." Jaebeom said while sitting on the floor holding my hand. The look of concern was so different than the cold attitude I got just a few minutes ago. Granted, it was a dream but it felt so real.

"It's okay if you don't wanna talk about it. We can stay here with you until you fall asleep" Mark who sat next to me said as he pulled me into his embrace.

"Yeah, we'll do mini slumber party, bring our own blankets and surround you with 7 hotties" Bammie said trying to lighten up the very tense atmosphere.

"No it's fine you guys. Go back to sleep. I'm okay, thank you though" I told them that I'll be fine and they started to leave my room one following the other.

Jackson kissed my forehead before heading out. "I'm literally in the next room. Call out my name and I'll be here in a matter of seconds okay?" He asked and I nodded. Looking up at him as I smile weakly.

Jay was the last to leave so I held his wrist. "Stay?" He nodded. I scooted to the side leaving him space to take and lay next to me. He stretched his arm and tapped on his chest with his other hand signaling for me to rest my head there. I did.

"Why did you call my name Jagi? Did I hurt you?" He asked and my vision started to blur telling me that it's time to fight back the tears. I told him everything that happened in the dream and my tears betrayed me, streaming down my face and onto his shirt. He held me tightly, making me feel safe and warm.

"That'll never happen. You were never and will never be a toy Lee, you will never cause problems between me and the boys. If anything, you solve them" he said in a reassuring tone. I sighed, still feeling the heartache of what just happened in my dream.
"Listen, I love you. And I love my brothers. I'll never ever let anything hurt any of us. You'll always come first. Before the money, before the fame. Whatever happens in the future, it will never turn us into enemies. We're bigger than this Lee." He paused for a bit. "You're all my family. And family always comes first" and with those soothing words I drifted back to sleep.

I woke up feeling a bit chilly. I hugged my warm pillow tighter but that pillow was harder than it usually is. "Okay.. jagi.. I.. ne-ed.. a-air" I heard him barely speaking between grunts and I shot my eyes wide ope letting go, allowing him to finally take a deep breath.

"A-aahh-aaahhhh.. Sorry about that" I said as my palms cover my whole face.

"It's okay, come here.. you can kill me for all I care, as long as you feel safe in my arms" he said tapping his chest. I gave him a quick hug and a peck on his hard and clothed muscles.
I got up giggling, he gives me a questioning look.. I just shake my head on my way out of bed. "It's just that, the fans think you're this sexy 'daddy' but you're really just a fluffy cute cuddle bear" he held my wrist before I got the chance to actually leave the bed.

"What did you just say?" He asked in a low intimidating tone. My smile falters as I look away.

"You kno-.." before I was able to form a whole sentence he pulled me closer to him. His face an inch away from mine, so close that I could feel his breath on my skin doing nice things to me and my lady parts.

"How many times do I have to say that I am sexy, not cute?" The words cam out of his gritted teeth. His voice so low, husky and hoarse in the early morning..
He slid his hand that was rested on my knee upwards, taking the path of my inner thighs. I can assure you that I was visibly melting at his touch. He leaned in a bit more and stopped midway. I took the lead and leaned in closer, craving for the taste of his lips. They were so addictive and captivating.
He let out a breathy chuckle as he pulled away slightly confusing me..  Did I just misunderstand this whole situation?

Before I could even register what happened, he leaned in further, just when I thought he was finally going to kiss me, he moved his lips against my jawline, up towards my earlobe, making me shiver. He didn't leave a trail of kisses, no sir. His lips just barely touched my skin as he moved ever so slowly.

His hand was touching my aching core. He chuckled right into my ear biting it gently making me hate the fact that I visibly quite clearly shivered.
"Is this cute enough?" He whispered and I swear I can hear his smirk loud and clear but I couldn't stop myself from letting out a small moan as I felt his thumb finding its way to my clit. He backed away to take a look at my flushed face, I was so lost in his touch, I didn't even realize how my body acted on its own, how my legs spread with his guiding touch. His eyes never leaving mine. A smirk reappeared on his handsome face. I felt his hand moving up towards my wet core, barely touching the fabric, just enough for me to wait in anticipation and enough for him to know how wet he made me, he chuckled and stretched his whole body and got off of bed.

"Jay, what the hell?" Clear annoyance in my voice, apparently was amusing to him since he started to let out an evil laugh.
He startled me when he leaned back in trapping me between his arms as he set them on the bed.

"I told you, I like to tease my girl.." He moved a strand of my hair away from my face, tucking it behind my ear and whispering there "Until she begs for it" right after, he sucked on the soft spot on my neck leaving a purple mark and making me moan. "But you... You make me wanna give up and give in" his whispers sounded like a growl now..

How am I supposed to survive this man?