Namjoon carries you back to the bed, then goes to get your panties for you
"Thank you." He just smiles sweetly at your thanks, before going to your dresser, and pulling out a pair of sweatpants and a soft t-shirt.
"I really hate to kiss and run, but I need to be down stairs when the guests start to leave, to make an appearance yannow." He says throwing his clothes back on. His tone of voice tells you he is genuinely sorry that he has to leave you so soon. "Get ready for bed, and I'll be back to cuddle."
"Promise?" Cuddling sounds too go to let the opportunity slip through your fingers.
"I promise. But don't worry about waiting up for me." Giving you one last peck on each cheek, then on your lips, Joon leaves you feeling very satisfied and fuzzy inside.
But, you're not sure what train of thought led you there, but you are led to think about Jimin. Tomorrow will be the first day you will have true alone time with him, since last Friday. Suddenly, the warm happy feeling is replaced with a shade of dread that makes your stomach flop like a wish that's been washed up on shore
Anything that could possibly go wrong spins around your head as you are getting dressed.
What if you say the wrong thing?
What if he doesn't like having sex with you sober?
What if everything goes wrong again?
You wash your face and settle into bed wishing that these intrusive thoughts would leave, but no matter how tightly your eyes are shut, the thoughts stay plastered in ugly graffiti in the theater of your mind.
Grumbling you grab your phone from the night stand.
1:14 me: could you bring me the drink i left with you, or something else if you drank it.
1:15 Yoongi: coming.
Five minutes or so later, Yoongi opens the door to your room carrying two drinks. Neither looked like the one you had left to go dance.
"Sorry, I set your glass down somewhere, and I'm not sure where it is now." well that clears that up. "You feeling okay? You look a little upset."
"No, I'm fine," you lied. You know you shouldn't, but surely Yoongi has something better to do than listen to your irrational fears. "You should probably get back to the guests-"
"Shut up." He cuts you off taking you aback. "(Y/N) I know you well enough to know when something is wrong. Please stop pretending and tell me." sitting down on the bed across from you, he's clearly not going to give the issue up, at least not as easily as you would have liked.
"Yoongi, I'm scared." He hardly had to prompt you before you were spilling your guts, why were you like this? Well, in reality, its less to do with how weak willed you are and more to do with how much you trust the man sitting across from you. Hoseok was right, you do have a special bond with Yoongi. "I'm so nervous about tomorrow with Jimin. What if he gets mad again?! What if h-he-"
"Stop, you're gonna get yourself all worked up. Listen, Jimin really cares for you, the rest of the guys care for you, and I care for you, more than you know. None of us are going to let anything happen to you. Okay?" Despite his comforting words, or maybe because of them, tears start to form, stinging your eyes. You nod through the tears and Yoongi pulls you into his lap, wiping the teardrops away, as soon as they begin to fall.
"I'm sorry, I-i'm not sure why I'm c-crying right now." After the over stimulation from Namjoon, and the crazy mixed feeling with Jimin, it is like a dam broke, and now you are in a flood of emotions.
"Hey, hey. Look at me." he lifts your chin so that you look into his eyes. The small mahogany orbs calm the fierce storm inside your head. " Its okay, crying is okay. It helps you let stuff out. I'm a huge hypocrite of course, bottling everything up until it explodes. But crying is okay."
You know he's right, but crying still feels wrong. Sniffing you pull away from his hand and bury you face deep into his chest.
"If you are afraid, it's okay. To be honest, I think you really just need to sleep, you've had a long day. But if you're still afraid in the morning, say something. To me, to one of the others, but you have to tell Jimin. I know he doesn't want you to be afraid of him. But you need to say something if these are legitimate fears."
"I will." The well of tears is mostly dried up and you feel a little more rational. "I should probably go to sleep."
"Yes, that is a very good idea, I'm gonna stay until you're asleep just in case you think of something else that would keep you up. "
"No, you don't have to-"
"I want to, shut up. Let me take care of you dammit." You giggle at his forced abrasiveness, making some of your good mood returning to the surface.
Sitting on the of your bed Yoongi, pulls the cover over you making you all snuggly. He pets your hair, humming some of their songs. one of the melodies you recognize.
"What is that one?" you mumble
"Hmm?"
"The song you're singing. What is it? I like it."
"Seesaw." The faint smile evident in his voice even with your eyes closed.
"What's it about?" You ask desperate to hear more of his calming voice. In the dark with Yoongi petting your hair and humming to you you were bound to fall asleep at any second.
"Well." He starts, his words only a quiet whisper. "It's about a relationship. It starts off really strong, and the couple are really happy. But as they go on they have a hard time fitting together, and they get tired of each other. Neither of them are able to end the relationship the way they should, so its dragged out. They question if the haven't been able to walk away so far, that maybe they shouldn't. At the end one of the voices says that they are leaving, but I left it more open so that if someone is in a similar situation they can decide the ending."
He waits to hear your response to his finely crafted explanation.
"(Y/N)?" His inquiry is met with hushed breathing and a small snorttle.
You had fallen asleep while he was talking.
The way the bed shifts when he gets rouses you from that small doze. You lay there still, afraid if you open your eyes your body would go into awake mode.
You can feel Yoongi's warm breathe against your cheek seconds before his lips meet your skin and stay for what you wish would turn into an eternity.
"I love you." He whispers again taking you aback, but you can't help it when a smile tugs at your lips. You wait until the door shuts and the latch catches.
"I love you too."
"Did I dream that all last night? I could swear Yoongi said 'i love you' and I'm pretty sure I said it back" You run over the events of last night still laying in bed with Namjoon holding you close against his chest.
If it was a dream, fine, but every time you think about it being real your heart soars at the possibility. In fact you want to say it to all of them, but it's not possible to be in love with 7 people, and surely not all of them feel the way Yoongi does. Or do they?
Deep down you hope they do.
Namjoon stirs behind you kissing your shoulder sweetly, his warm breath grazing over your skin makes you shiver.
"Morning," You groan rolling over to face him. "What time did you finally come up to bed?"
"Ah it was 2:30 ish i think. It took a lot longer than expected to get everyone out this time" He lays on to his back running a hand through his hair, the visual very tempting. Placing a few kisses on his chest he hums a chuckle before pulling you up to meet his lips. You kiss long and slow, neither of you caring to leave each others embrace.
A sharp knock on the door makes you jump and groan at the distraction.
"Noona? Hyung? Are you up? Its nearly lunch." knowing its Kookies voice eases the displeasing mood towards the interruption.
"Oh shit it's 11:33" Namjoon curses looking at his phone. "Okay thank you Jungkook, we'll be right down."
"You go ahead, I need a shower." After dancing most of the night, and 'fun' with Joon, a shower is not an optional activity.
"Okay, I'll meet you downstairs then." Namjoon quickly throws on his pants and shirt, pecks you goodbye, and heads down to lunch.
Lazily you gather your will to move and you go start a shower, the warm stream waking you up the rest of the way.
Rinsing the shampoo out of your hair, a pair of hands snake around your waist, pulling you into a naked form.
"Mmm Joonie, I thought you were going down to eat." You reach for a rag to dry off your face, and the voice only scoffs.
"Mmm jagiya I'm offended." It was Jimin, now that the body has a voice, it's very clear, the differences between the two. He turns you around looking you up and down. "But I forgive you all the same."
"Mm we must stop meeting like this Mr. Park" Speaking formally to him seems to make him hard instantly.
He attacks your lips without warning, backing you into the shower wall, pinning your body there with his. Breaking the kiss, leaving you gasping for air Jimin kisses down your neck to your chest.
"I'm sorry our first time together wasn't ideal (Y/N). But I promise today will be perfect." you moan a forgiveness as he kisses your boobs, sucking on your nipple, playing with the other.
"Ah Jimin-"
"Mm yes (Y/N)?" Doubling his efforts he massages both of your boobs with both hands fully. Looking into your eyes biting his lip at the sight of you wet and turned on for him.
"Please." Everything, from the cold tile wall, to the way Jimin's hair smells takes you back to the first time he fingered you in the shower, and you want more "Touch me... please.....the way you did before..."
Jimin only hums at your request, removing his hands from your boobs, pressing his body to your side, fingertips trail down your chest, down your stomach. They glide past your pussy down each thigh making you whimper for the teasing to stop. Granting your wish, he kisses your neck running his fingers between your folds before sinking them in, a delicious deep moan leaving your lips makes Jimin groan in turn.
Curling his fingers to hit your g-spot as soon as he enters, Jimin pumps them in and out slowly, making sure to massage every ridge. Your breathy moans hardly audible over the rush of the water.
"Is that good jagiya?" He asks finally letting his lips part with you skin, his thumb beginning to play over your clit making you see stars.
"So g-good." You weren't lying, it feels amazing, but it's not quiet to the end goal. "Please, I need more."
"You want me to fuck you (Y/N)?" It doesn't matter if that was dirty talk, or asking for consent because the answer to both is yes and you make sure he knows it.
Picking up one of your legs in the crook of his arm Jimin steadies himself, breathing in sharply pushing into you.
He thrusts slowly and gently, angling perfectly, kissing every inch of skin within reach. Your arms wrap around his neck, enjoying the close intimate contact. Already you can feel a coiling heat in the pit of your stomach.
"Jimin I'm getting close mmm." Just like with dancing, his movements are smooth, and effortless.
"That's it jagiya.- kiss me." Gripping your jaw, Jimin doesn't really give you a choice before attacking your lips again pounding into you harder.
You moan into the kiss feeling Jimin's cock twitching inside of you, letting you know he is close too.
Digging your nails into his upper arms, the man growls going faster. Throwing you into an intense orgasm, and Jimin the same. The sensation of his cum shooting into you makes your high all the better.
"Fuck." You breathe with your head in Jimin's shoulder as he holds you up with his own body.
"Was that good? I hope I wasn't too rough.." Picking you up, he carries you out of the shower, sets you on the fuzzy bath mat, and wraps you up in a big towel.
"You weren't too rough at all. Believe me, I've learned how to take 'rough" You giggle at his cautiousness, treating you like a fragile vase.
"Okay....I just don't want to hurt you again." hugging you from behind, he lets his warmth meld with yours. "Because i- i- i really care about you."
"Jimin, I care about you too. I trust you to not hurt me again. Okay?"
"That's not what I mean." getting up suddenly Jimin leans against the counter, looking into the mirror at himself, then down at you through it. "I mean I REALLY care about you. No-"He cuts himself off again.
"Whats going on?" He is starting to scare you. Maybe you should have said something to Yoongi this morning, or Namjoon, he would have been even closer. Or just to Jimin. "Jimin. You're scaring me."
"I LOVE YOu-" He shouts, turning back to you. Your eyes go wide with shocked understanding, so this is what he's been trying to spit out.
"Jimin i-"
"I'm sorry," He mumbles grabbing his pile of clothes getting ready to leave." I shouldn't have said anything-"
"STOP! Jimin don't you dare leave me again!" You shout scrambling to your feet holding your towel weakly around your self. "Please don't leave. I'm sorry for shouting, but the last thing we need right now is to run away from this."
"I'm sorry, your right." Walking back to you he puts his forehead against your squeezing his eyes shut. "I'm sorry, I was afraid you would say no, so I guess I thought never hearing an answer would be better. So I guess I'm asking now, do you love me?"
"Yes," You take a deep breath ensuring that this is in fact reality and not a dream. "I love you too."
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TO BE CONTINUED. (obviously). Yoomin threesome coming next!
As always I hope you enjoyed the read!