Let Me Know

Chapter 3

"Hey flower what's up?" A suited up, rainbow hair Jimin is the first one to notice me when I approach them quietly.

"Hi oppa" I say with a smile and my eyes searching for Taehyung who is on his phone standing next to Jimin and Jungkook. "I need Taehyung's shirt so I can fix it" with the mention of his name Tae's head moves up from his phone.

"You can't have it" He says with his usual cold tone he saves just for me.

"I wont be able to fix it" I say trying to ignore the small pain I feel every time he talks like this.

"Tae" Namjoon says in a warning tone without even looking up from his phone.

"I meant she can't have it because I don't have anything underneath and I wont be half naked in the middle of room" he says his tone completely changing as he talks to his hyung.

"Go to the dressing room and you can take it off there and she can fix it then" Namjoon speaks again but this time he looks up to smile my way.

"Lead the way" Taehyung says gesturing for me to walk first. I turn around ignoring the way his hand stretched out makes me feel. I walk into the empty dressing room with my eyes on the target. I need to find this needle and thread, get this shirt fixed and head out of this room as soon as possible. I don't look behind me to make sure he is also in the room. I tell myself I don't care to confirm he is here too but I lie to myself. I don't have to look behind me because I can feel him close. My eyes focus on the many boxes on the main table and I search for the thread bag I had seen before. When I find it I look for the white thread and a small needle. Once I have all my supplies I turn to Taehyung who has now taken a seat on the black leather couch on the back wall of the room.

"Can you take off your shirt and hand it to me?" I turn around to stare at the door and give him some privacy.

"What are you doing?" He asks.

"You have to take your shirt off" no further explanation needed as to why I have turned away from him.

"I can't take it off, someone can walk in and see me shirtless" he says mockingly and I turn red of frustration.

"How do you think I will fix your shirt then?" I ask turning around to meet his face needing him to see how frustrated he makes me. I work closely with all the guys and I have never had any issues. Yes some are messy and sometimes are late and forget most of the important dates. When I say all guys I mostly mean Jimin and Jin. They are always thankful of my many reminders of the upcoming schedule. But Taehyung is always annoyed at my messages and will let me know. The other guys will be happy with their favorite food I pick up for them, but Tae will get upset that I picked for him.

"Come here" he gestures for me to come closer and the way he is looking at me makes me forget how frustrated I feel. Before I can make up my mind on how I feel I am doing what he says and I am moving towards him. Once I am few inches I notice he has changed his sitting position and is now manspreading with both his open palms on his thighs. Him sitting like that in a suit is the definition of every girls wet dream. I try not to look for longer than normal but I can't help it. He startles me back to earth when I feel his hand grab my arm that holds my supplies and gently forces me to kneel between his thighs. Somewhere in me I want to protest but I can't. I just cant.

He leans closer and whispers. "Now you can fix it" I had not noticed he had taken off his tie and has opened his shirt enough for me to be able to see which button I need to fix. I feel my hands shake as they move closer to him. I try to concentrate at the task at hand with many things filling my mind. What if I hurt him being so close to his skin? What if someone walks in and see us in this position? Why is he doing this? Why do I feel like this? All questions leave my head when I feel his hand caress my hair. I do my best to only concentrate on the needle and thread and thankfully its over before my hand stops working from all the shaking. Of course this the moment I remember I didn't think of the scissors to cut the thread. I know I will regret what is about to happen but I need to get out of his hold as soon as possible. I use my teeth to cut the thread and Taehyung's hand who had been caressing my hair becomes still. I feel him move even closer and I look up preparing myself to stand up but I am met with his face inches from mine. Before I can get out of this situation his mouth is on mine. He lightly caresses my lips with his and I cant help but open my mouth to let him in. I dont know why he keeps doing this and deep inside of me I dont want to know. His mood swings drive me crazy but I can't help but fall every time he is close to me. I owe it to the old Hwa that would worship the ground he walked on. I owe to her to take every kiss every touch he gives me. He deepens the kiss and all thoughts are erased. I hear him moan in my mouth. The moan is loud and for a second my heart jumps at the fear that someone might hear him. That thought goes away as soon as both his hands are on my hair. He moans again and with this he pulls away.