The only girl he had ever seen me with was Jessi, but he knew it was sex and nothing else between us. Or at least not serious enough to speak my mind up.
"I hear you, don't worry. Come on, let's call a cab and get drunk."
I follow him outside the building and hail the first cab we see since our car just canceled the order. We arrive at the location in no more than twenty minutes, meeting with Hobi and Jimin in front of the entrance.
Yoongi excuses himself to go inside and look for someone, asking me to come and discuss some business a bit later. I nod and turn my attention to Hobi, who is excited like a kid for tonight.
I became good friends with him in a very short time, which was surprising for me. At this point, we don't share more than a few events together, dance practices, or late-night conversations, but he's an amazing soul.
A ray of sunshine, as Faye describes him.
Hobi's excitement is deadly silence by Jimin's problems in paradise. Another shocking surprise, considering Jimin's natural habitat of mingling from bed to bed. He likes Chaeyeong so much that he's afraid he will do something stupid and push her away.
Welcome to the club, my friend. That's my everyday fear since I met Faye.
Curious how it hit both of us at the same time. I join the conversation, offering him bits of advice I had no idea could be that wise and which I should follow myself, when all of a sudden, a strong scent of vanilla invades my nostrils.
As if I am possessed, I stop talking and turn my head to see Faye looking like a fucking queen. No one can speak, the silence becoming slightly uncomfortable until she asks if her outfit is too much.
Too much?
The moons and the stars tried their best, but I could not look away from her. She looks ethereal. She's the freaking poison I'm dying to drink. Her long purple dress flows down her perfectly toned body, a colossal slit revealing the smoothest and most delicious skin I've ever tasted.
Her hips are insanely curvaceous, each curve making me harder beneath my pants. Now that I think about it, it does feel like they are two sizes smaller. I am utterly oblivious to her sex appeal, hypnotized by how beautiful her tits look bathed in the moonlight.
What I wouldn't do to have my face buried between those full breasts right now. The way they shake each time she laughs drives me insane until I realize why she's laughing.
"Or no, no, bluebird, hear me out. Roses are red, violets are blue, I am bad with rhymes, but I'd like to fu - "
"JIMINSHII," I yell at him, punching his shoulder.
"Entertain you..." Jimin whines, massaging his shoulder in pain, "That's what I was going to say."
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Fanfiction"I can't fucking breathe without you, Faye. You mean everything to me." Why does this sound better than I love you? It took me this long to realize that he was serious. Now that I look at him, I understand. The never-ending saga between us and the h...
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