wi-fi password | yoongi

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i stared at him wide-eyed. he did not said that.

i've read a lot of smut so i know the detailed process, but i don't know how to do the real thing though, urgh, and i kinda find it gross, i mean the guy usually asks his partner to suck on the dick and swallow the cum- so fuck, i don't even want to taste cum, i can't even imagine how it tastes like, oh my god.

and i won't do it with him.

"you asshole, i'm not a fucking prostitute, why not you go to those night clubs and do it until you are satisfied."

"woah chill, i was just joking, anyways if i have sex with you, my flexible tongue movements will send you to hong kong." he smirked, before continuing, "and since you're a bit naughty, i should get some gold chains that cost three dollahs."

damn, he is horny as fuck man. he probably really watches a lot of porn. looks really can be deceiving. he looked like an angel with that gummy smile that would melt any girl's heart (except for me of course), but he was actually just a horny and thirsty man.

and that is why, don't judge a book by its cover.

"so? what's your wi-fi password?" i crossed my arms.

"oh darling. figure it out yourself."

"who the fuck is your darling?" i retorted back.

"you." he winked.

"okay, i'm so done with you, guess what i don't need your wi-fi password anymore, i would just go and live in my friend's house instead, sorry for interrupting your precious nap time, bye i'm going!" i exclaimed as i made a beeline to the door and exited his house, dropping his underwear on the floor.

i was probably making a fool of myself, since i didn't thought of going to namjoon's house earlier.

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"hey god of destruction!" i greeted as i slapped his back. he just glared at me.

"so what makes you come here?" he questioned, while taking glances at his laptop here and then.

"let me stay at your house forever, because i have no wi-fi in my house." i said as i rested my head on his shoulder. his shoulder was comforting as a pillow.

"what?"

"i know right, my wi-fi just broke down this morning. and so, when i checked, there was only one wi-fi available and i figured that it could be my neighbor's, so i went to find him, i rang the doorbell three times but he didn't answer, then i threatened to call you and break his house door and finally he answered. but he refused to give me the password. and so i pretended i had to go toilet and searched for the password in his house. then i stepped on his underwear, and it was freaking cum on it, it's so damn gross. i kept on asking for his wi-fi password but he kept on refusing my request, like i don't even know why? okay then he asked me to have sex with him then he would give me the password, and of course i wouldn't do such a dumb thing, then he started flirting with me. and i couldn't take it anymore and so i remembered you suddenly and that's why i'm here." i explained.

"woah, you and him would be a good match."

i slapped his chest hardly.

"you are suppose to comfort me but now you are making me want to puke instead? urgh, i hate you. anyways can i stay over your house though?"

"i know you love me. and i'm so sorry but nope, my parents are at home, they're not going for business trip anymore."

i groaned as i repeatedly slam my head against his shoulder. "what should i do then? i can't live without wi-fi."

"well, you can just go and beg for the wi-fi password. you know, try to be nice, stop being such a bitch and keep on cursing every single minute," he said as he patted my head.

"i can try not to be a bitch, well technically i'm not a bitch, it's just my personality. what can you do about it?" i shrugged.

"you should go back now before it's too late."

"okay, have fun with seokjin tonight." i teased. shades of red immediately covered his face and i dashed off like a horse before he could do anything to me.

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