Chapter 75: From Foreplay to Fiasco🔥

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"Oh. Damn."

Jin oppa whirls on him, visibly seething. "TAEHYUNG."

Yoongi snickers, side-eyeing Jin's bulge like he's just been given valuable information.

"Huh

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"Huh."

"Impressive."

as he licks his lips and bites it staring darkly at Oppa.

Jin oppa physically malfunctions.

"YOONGI-NOT YOU TOO-"

Namjoon groans, his hands still in front of his pants, like he's desperately willing his situation away.

"I am begging all of you to let me recover before I have to think about any of this."

I clutch the dish towel tighter, glaring at them. "WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE?!"

Tae gasps, hand on his chest, offended. "You told us to come back soon! And we wanted to celebrate your new connection."

I die.

Just die.

I cover my face, trying to will myself out of existence, but nope, the universe is cruel, and this is my reality.

The kitchen is still thick with the scent of heat and want. The air is soaked with the tension of what had just been happening before these three barbarians decided to interrupt.

Namjoon finally turns around still covering very obvious bulge, but he keeps his eyes trained firmly on Jin's face.

"Okay. I'm good now. Let's pretend I did not just see my soulmate's bare tits before even kissing her."

Tae cackles, zero shame, eyes twinkling with mischief as he rocks back on his heels.

"Well, now you have to catch up."

Oppa lunges for him.

Tae yelps, dodging just in time, nearly tripping over Yeontan, who lets out a tiny offended bark before scurrying away.

Yoongi, ever the agent of chaos, leans casually against the counter, arms crossed, grinning.

"Should we leave?" he muses. "and let you two finish?"

Jin oppa, eyed wild, whirls on him so fast I'm surprised he doesn't pull a muscle.

"GET OUT."

Tae yelps, scrambling behind Namjoon for protection.

Yoongi just chuckles, completely unbothered, tilting his head at me instead. "Kitten, what do you think?"

I sputter, scandalized, still clutching the dish towel to my chest.

"YOONGI-"

Tae snorts, still dodging Jin oppa, gleeful. "Joonie hyung, just say the word and we can-"

Namjoon grabs him by the back of his jacket, physically dragging him toward the door.

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