Trouble

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It had been 2 weeks since you started, whatever this was, with Namjoon. You rolled over in your bed and stared up at the ceiling.

You both had set ground rules with each other about how things were going to work between the two of you. The bottom line boiled down to that neither one of you were to sleep with anyone but each other. And if at any point one of you wanted to start seeing other people, you had to tell the other one first.

It seemed fair to you, but was this not what a relationship was? Then again, you told him last night that you would be spending time with your best friend tonight and you hadn't heard from him since.

You groaned as you brought your hands to your face, rubbing your eyes in frustration. You were so confused but you decided you were just gonna go with it and see what happened. Tonight was gonna be a fun night since you had plans to go out with Wren.

Seeing that you had been a little 'occupied' the past couple of weeks, you hadn't had much time to spend with your best friend. So tonight, you were going to get cute, go out, and just have fun together.

You hadn't told Wren about your new "partner" just yet but you didn't want to tell her over the phone. You decided to tell her all about it tonight once you had some liquid courage in your system.

Not that Wren was judgmental in any way, you just weren't sure how she would react to you sleeping with someone without being in a relationship with them.

You laid in your bed for a few more minutes before deciding to get up and start your morning routine. You tossed the covers back lightly before sitting up to stretch your arms. It was only then you realized how sore your body was. 2 weeks of almost constant rough sex was having its effect on you. But you definitely weren't complaining. You had never been fucked so good in your entire life.

You made your way to the bathroom to start your shower. While the water warmed up, you brushed your teeth and put on some music. You examined yourself in the mirror as you pulled your clothes off. Your eyes widened at the trail of hickeys that started at your breasts and trailed down your stomach.

Cautiously, you brought one hand to touch them, each one holding the memory of Namjoon's sweet lips caressing your body. You moaned at the vivid memories. 

As if you had called out to him directly, your phone lit up on your bathroom counter with a text from Namjoon.

Joon: You awake?

Y/n: Getting in the shower. What's up?

Joon: Perfect. I want to see.

You stared at your phone with your jaw hanging slightly open. It was the first time you had heard from him and the first thing he wants is to see pictures of you naked?

You scoffed, setting the phone down without replying. As you pulled off your gray shorts, your phone lit up with another message from him.

Joon: Now, y/n. Don't keep me waiting.

You smirked at your phone as your thumbs got to work.

Y/n: No thank you. I think I'd like to enjoy my shower alone.

You set your phone down once again and stepped into the shower. The warm water immediately soothed your sore muscles, causing you to moan out loud.

After finishing your shower, you sat on the edge of your bed and glanced at your phone again. Namjoon hadn't responded. You grinned.

"It'll do him some good to wait." You mumbled out loud to yourself.

You tossed your phone onto the bed and started rummaging through your closet for something to wear tonight. It had to be perfect since it was your first night out in almost 2 weeks.

Frustrated with your wardrobe, you figured you had a few hours to kill before you had to decide on what to wear. It was 11:30 and Wren wouldn't be there to pick you up until 6.

You took this time to find something to eat, watch a movie, and decide on what to do with your hair. All the while, you still hadn't heard anything back from Namjoon. You were getting worried that you had upset him.

Around 5:30, you shuffled your way back into your bedroom and into your closet where you spent the next 15 minutes fumbling through the same clothes you had earlier.

You finally decided on an outfit that was rather revealing. If you were gonna go all out, you were gonna do the damn thing.

It was a skin tight, royal blue dress that shimmered in the light. It would be perfect under the lights of the club. You decided to pair it with a pair of black, open toe heels with straps that laced all the way up your calves. To top everything off, you added a cropped blue jean jacket which hung off one shoulder.

You looked yourself over in the mirror, turning halfway to the left and right. "Damn, I look good."

A quiet vibrating noise brought your attention to the bed where you had tossed your phone earlier. Your stomach dropped as you slowly made your way over to the bed. It was a text from Namjoon.

Joon: Have fun tonight.

You stared at the message before another text popped up right under it.

Joon: Be a good girl.

A smirk crept across your face as you let out a breath of relief. So he wasn't upset with you. Your tongue rested on your bottom lip as you began typing a response.

Y/n: Yes sir.

You giggled as you put your phone in your purse and made your way out of your bedroom. Just as you came into the living room, there was rapid knocking at your door. You ran to open it to find your squealing best friend jumping up and down in excitement.

"Holy shit, you're alive!!" Wren screamed as she pulled you into a tight embrace, still bouncing up and down.

You laughed as you tried to stay steady in her grasp. "Duh, I'm alive. Now let's go, we've got so much shit to talk about."

You and Wren hopped into her car and started towards the club. You listened to music with the windows down while singing and laughing. You really had missed your best friend.

Once you pulled up to the club, you both got out and gasped at the line.

"Fuck, it'll take all night to get in!" Wren groaned.

"It'll be worth it. Come on, let's get in line." You said, grabbing her wrist and pulling her behind you.

The two of you stood there talking for about 10 minutes before two well-dressed, handsome men approached you and offered to let you in with them.

"It would be a shame for two beautiful women like the two of you to stand out here in the cold." The taller one said, not taking his eyes off of Wren. She blushed furiously and looked at you.

"How can we say no to that?" She mumbled and you grinned.

"I supposed we can't. Lead the way." You said, looking over to the other man. He was a bit shorter and his features were softer, but his eyes held such intensity that it made your stomach do backflips.

He looked you over from head to toe and licked his lips. He smiled before taking you by the hand as they led both of you to the front of the line. The bouncers immediately let the four of you inside as if they recognized the two men with no problem.

"Well that was easy." You said once all of you were inside. You looked over to the man holding your hand. He blushed, realizing he still had a hold of you and quickly let go.

"Sorry about that. My name is Jimin by the way. And that's my roommate, Jin." He said, gesturing to the other man who was still entranced by Wren. The two of them had drifted towards the dance floor already, causing you to smile as you watched their chemistry become so in sync with each other. You decided you would tell her about your new adventure later.

"I'm y/n." You responded, turning back to Jimin.

His hair was dark black and was brushed back, further showing off his beautiful features. His lips were plump, pink, and the perfect shape. You wondered if they were as soft as they looked and what they would feel like on your skin.

You shook your head briefly and met his eyes once again. They were soft with glints of light, yet also daring, dark pools that would entrap you if given the chance. He almost seemed to be undressing you with his eyes.

"Well, y/n. Care to dance with me?" He said, breaking you from your trance as a smile formed across his lips. His eyes all but disappeared as he smiled, causing your heart to leap. He was so beautiful.

"Sure."

He held out his hand and you took it, following him into the large crowd. It didn't take long for both of you to get caught up in the music. Your vibe was connected with his and he felt it too. He spun you around so you had your back to his chest. You moved your hips with his and realized what a smooth dancer he was.

You turned back to him once the song ended. "You're a really good dancer. The way you move your hips is insane."

He smirked and leaned in close to your ear. "My hips are good at moving in other ways, too."

You blushed furiously before feeling a firm grip on your arm, pulling you away from Jimin. You gasped at the force and looked up to see a very angry Namjoon. His nostrils were flared and his chest was rising and falling rapidly.

"Who the fuck are you?" His deep voice boomed at Jimin.

"Um, I'm Jimin. Who are you?" Jimin responded flatly.

"I'm someone who doesn't share what's his." Namjoon tightened his grip on your arm. He looked down at you with such anger and you couldn't help but feel turned on. He was pissed but he was so fucking sexy. You stared up at him in shock.

"Woah, I'm sorry. I had no idea she was your girl." Jimin said putting both hands up in front of him.

"We're leaving, y/n." Namjoon pulled you towards the door, leaving you struggling to keep up behind him. You glanced over your shoulder at Jimin who looked beyond confused and somewhat disappointed. You offered an apologetic smile and mouthed the words, 'I'm sorry' before being pulled outside.

Jimin gave a small wave as you disappeared out the door before mumbling to himself. "I'll see you again, y/n."


"What the fuck was that, y/n?" Namjoon roared, still pulling you to the car.

"I was just talking to him. Why are you so upset? And why are we leaving? I can't just leave Wren by herself." You boomed back at him, realizing that you had all but abandoned your best friend.

"I saw her leaving with some tall guy. She clearly wasn't as worried about you as you are about her." He mumbled.

You took his words in and grinned. You couldn't be mad at Wren. You both had separated from the minute you walked in the club and now she was taking an opportunity that was handed to her. You were happy for her.

"And it looked like the two of you were doing a hell of a lot more than talking, y/n."

Realization set in as you reached Namjoon's car. "How the fuck did you know where I was?!" You yanked your arm from his grasp, causing him to spin on his heels and stare down at you. You became submissive all over again as his eyes bore into yours.

"Oh, you are in so much fucking trouble."


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