"Why you asked me out?"
"I just wanted to hang out with someone new."
I chuckled, "Whats that suppose to mean?"
"I just hangout with Detectives. Just want more more friends." He laughed
"Or you like me." I teased
"I do like what I see."
I started to laugh. "Oh really."
He moved closer to me. "I really do."
His hand landed on my thigh. I sipped my coffee. He moved his hand closer to my manhood.
"We should go back to my place for a bit." Jackson said seductively
"Um...o-okay..."
He bit his lip.
"Am I moving to fast?"
"Just a little, but I don't care."
"Let's go."
We got up and went to his car. I felt like we was being followed. I text Namjoon.
Me: Are following me?
Namjoon: No. I'm in my dorm, I was thinking about you though. Are you okay?
Me: I'm fine. But I think someone is following Jackson and me.
Namjoon: He is a Detective. You will be okay.
Me: Okay. Thanks babe
Namjoon: No Problem. Love you baby boy
Me: I love you too.
When we made it Jackson's house. He opened the door for me, but we started making out.
We were walking to the door. We stopped so he can unlock the door.
We started back. He kicked the door close. His tongue was clashing with mines. I fell on the couch and he landed on top of me. We broke apart.
"Fuck! I need you inside me.." I cried
He smiled. "Let me ask you this."
I grabbed his pants. "What?"
"Did Hoseok fuck you yet?"
"Yeah."
He smirked. "I'm going to be way better than him."
We quickly took our clothes off.
"I doubt you going be better than him."
I felt him enter me.
"Challenge accepted...."
***
We laid together on the couch. Jackson was tracing circles on my arm. My phone went off. It was a text from an unknown number.
Unknown: I saw everything. You really fucked him? You even scream out his name. I'm heartbroken.
I tossed my phone.
"Y-you okay?"
"T-the yandere s-saw everything..."
Jackson lifted me and wrapped his arms around me.
"It's okay. I'm here."
"Thanks, but I need to get back to my dorm. I have class tomorrow."
"Okay. I take you."
