Y/n's POV

You felt your phone vibrate from within your pocket once again as you continued your conversation with Jimin. He was asking you about your job, your hobbies, simple things that would let him get to know you.

You pulled your phone out to glance at it as he was talking, thinking it was Wren replying to you.

Your eyes went wide when you saw it was Namjoon who had texted you. Especially since you were sure he didn't want to talk to you after today.

You glanced up at Jimin quickly who had now stopped talking, noticing your changed expression.

"Everything okay?" He asked, reaching over to touch your arm.

"Yeah, everything is fine. I just need to go now. It's getting late and I have to work tomorrow." You replied nervously.

Jimin's touch on your arm made you feel fuzzy in the pit of your stomach, but you were more focused on the text message you had just received.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to keep you so late. It's just so easy to get lost in those beautiful eyes of yours." He smirked before a widespread smile formed on his lips.

You couldn't help but laugh at his cheesy line. He was so adorably cute, but so damn sexy at the same time.

"Come on, I'll walk you to your car."

Both of you stood up from the booth with Jimin immediately bringing his hand to the small of your back again, leading you out of the diner. You couldn't explain it, but the small and simple gesture made you feel safe.

Jimin opened your car door for you and made sure you got settled in before closing your door behind you. You rolled the window down to tell him goodnight.

"Thank you, Jimin. I really enjoyed tonight."

He gave a soft smile before reaching to tap your nose.

"Anytime, beautiful." He leaned down to rest his arms on your car door.

"I expect to hear from you now that you have my number. Don't keep me waiting, y/n."

Your breath hitched at his sudden dominant nature that seemed to come out of nowhere. Your eyes travelled down to his lips as he slowly ran his tongue across them.

You brought your eyes back up to meet his.

"Goodnight Jimin."

You rolled your window up slowly, causing Jimin to back up with a smirk on his face. You waited until he walked away until you pulled your phone out to reply to Namjoon's message.

You read his message carefully as your heart dropped.

Joon:  I don't want to stand in the way of you finding true happiness. I hope he gives you what I couldn't.

Did he know you were with Jimin tonight? How was he always everywhere? You quickly started typing your reply.

Y/n: Joon...

You weren't entirely sure what to say next. There were so many ways for words to get misunderstood through a text message. And that's the last thing you wanted was more misunderstanding between the two of you. You needed to see him again, even if he didn't want to see you. You had to try.

Y/n:  Can we please talk?

You bit your lip, anxiously awaiting his reply. How did you get here?

One minute you're single, in a bar, celebrating your birthday alone. The next minute, you're regularly fucking a beautiful stranger that you had just met a few weeks ago. And now, you've fallen in love with him when you knew you weren't supposed to.

You leaned back in the seat, resting your head on the headrest behind you. "Fuck me."

The sudden vibration of your phone made you jerk your head back up. You stared at the screen as a smile began to creep its way across your lips.

Joon: Yes we can baby girl. I need to tell you how I feel about you.

It took everything you had not to scream in excitement as you took in his words. He actually wanted to see you. You couldn't believe it. Maybe things were going to take a turn for the better.

Y/n: Tomorrow night?

Joon: You bet.

You grinned once again, imagining Namjoon confessing his feelings. You weren't sure you could stand to wait until tomorrow night, but it was getting late and you had to be up early for work in the morning.

After a few more minutes of giggling and smiling to yourself, you finally pulled out of the parking lot of the diner to go home. Luckily, your apartment was only down the street.

Once you got home, you took a shower, got into your pajamas and snuggled down into your bed. It was so cold outside but your extra thick comforter and your heated blanket made you feel extremely cozy and warm.

You grabbed your phone and started setting your alarms for the next morning when a text message came through.

Jimin: I could have sworn I told you not to keep me waiting beautiful.

Your stomach did a backflip as you read the message. Jimin had seemed so sweet and adorable at first, but the more you got to know him, the more he showed you his true nature.

He was clearly a dominant man with an interest in making you submit to him. And you couldn't lie and say that the thought didn't turn you on beyond belief.

But you already had someone that knew how to please you. At least, you were 85% sure you still did. You weren't sure you knew enough about Jimin to mess that up.

You were about to reply to Jimin with a bratty response when another message came through. This time, from someone else.

Joon: I'm thinking about you, y/n. I miss touching you.

Heat rushed into your cheeks as you bit down on your bottom lip. Namjoon missed you? And he was thinking about you this late at night?

You squeezed your thighs together, feeling your panties soak as your thoughts began to take over. You closed your eyes, imagining the way Namjoon would touch you if he were there with you. The way his hand would grip your throat, making you struggle to breathe as he fucked into you. You let out a soft moan.

You felt your mind begin to wander from one man to the other.

How would Jimin touch you? Would he be gentle at first and then completely dominate you when he was ready? Or would he be rough with you from the beginning? How would his lips feel against your skin as he rolled his hips into yours, your name falling so sweetly from his lips?

Your eyes shot open as you realized what you were just thinking about. You smacked your palm into the middle of your forehead.

"What the hell, y/n." You said out loud to yourself.

You had two unopened messages that you still hadn't replied to. You knew you wanted to talk to Namjoon and see where he was going to go with this conversation. But at the same time, you didn't want to hurt anyone.

Should you even answer Jimin?