CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, MINOR SEXUAL CONTENT, MENTIONS OF EXPLICIT CONTENT, FLUFF, & MINOR ANGST
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I woke to the sunlight filtering in from the window above me, its burning rays warming my skin and making me wiggle beneath the bedcovers. I felt Taehyung shift behind me, the blonde turning over to drape his arm over my hip. He groaned sleepily under his breath, my back pressed flush against his toned stomach. My stomach fluttered with butterflies beneath his hand, a listless smile adorning my face as I turned over and cuddled against his chest. A dull ache flared up around my thighs, hips, and shoulders, a subtle reminder of last night's punishment.
A warm streak shot through my center as I remembered Taehyung growling in my ear, the blonde's voice deep and commanding as his hands explored almost every inch of my trembling, yielding form. I pulled myself closer against Taehyung's broad chest, nuzzling my head into the crook of his shoulder with an exhausted sigh. We needed to get up, but I was too fucking comfortable to move. I wanted that moment to last forever, wrapped up in his arms as we cuddled in the mid-morning light.
Something shifted behind Taehyung and I froze, tingles shooting down my spine. I felt Taehyung's arms tighten around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I watched a small, pale hand slip over our hips, hovering in the air before snatching the covers off our naked forms. Screaming aloud, I splayed my hands out across my chest and crotch, shielding myself from Kiana's startlingly wide eyes.
"You're fucking naked! FUCK!" Kiana released a shuddering breath as our eyes locked, the brunette too dumbfounded to move.
"What in the fuck- Kiana!" Taehyung draped a leg over the side of the bed, sitting up and glaring angrily at the freckled brunette. "Stop looking, you pervert," he snapped, shifting himself in front of my stiff form. Kiana drug her gaze away from Taehyung almost hesitantly, shielding her eyes with her hand as she stared at the ground.
"Fucking peen," she groaned uncomfortably, her cheeks a dark crimson. "Just- Get the hell up, please? We-We're leaving soon." With that, she darted from the room, slamming the door shut behind her. She left us startled and frozen, staring after her before Taehyung settled back against his pillows, letting his eyes flutter shut as he tugged the bedsheets back over his legs and hips. I watched him with a quiet sense of awe, pulling my hands down from my chest and fisting them in the bedsheets. Taehyung looked so fucking handsome lying silently upon his bed, his chest rising and falling steadily with each breath. Slowly, I leaned down, pressing our lips together as I ran my hand along his broad chest.
Taehyung chuckled in a deep, throaty manner, sending a warm streak through my stomach. I felt his arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer. I let my lips pull away from his, trailing them down his neck and chest. I pressed teasing kissing down the middle of his stomach, feeling his breathing hitch as he tilted his head back against his headboard. Nudging the bedsheets lower on his hips, I trailed my lips along the top of his pelvis, eliciting a sleepy groan from his plump lips.
"Baby," Taehyung groaned, fisting the bedsheets against my back. I started sucking small hickies against his tanned skin, earning moans of pleasure from the blonde. His voice made me numb and tingly, my thoughts taken back to the prior night as he growled and panted against my skin. Slowly, I brought our lips back together in a relaxed kiss, enjoying the feel of Taehyung's plump lips working so casually against mine.
Taehyung pulled away, staring up at me with a sleepy, warm gaze as he ran his hands up and down my sides. "So, you're not upset with me, angel?" he murmured, gripping my waist.
I frowned. "Why would I be mad?"
"Because of what I said last night."
I chuckled, Taehyung's throaty voice slipping in and out of my head. I leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss against his lips. "You said a lot of things last night, baby." Taehyung offered a half-hearted smile, his blinking slow and leisurely as he gazed up at me. His eyes were clouded with nothing but shame, his cheeks a dark rosy pink. I furrowed my brow, dragging my nails down the front of his chest as I murmured, "What's wrong, Tae?"
Taehyung stayed quiet for a moment, pulling his hands down against his stomach with a sigh. I watched him patiently, awaiting an answer from the nervous blonde. "You don't remember?" he finally spoke, his eyes glossing over with tears. I felt my own widen with shock, reaching out to place my hands over his.
"Tae?"
"Angel, I...I-I called you something...last night. Something very, very degrading."
"Oh?" I cocked an eyebrow, watching Taehyung calmly as he released a shuddering breath through his nose. The blonde went quiet again, drawing imaginary circles against the top of my hand. Pulling my legs closer to my body, I pursed my lips in patient thought, awaiting yet another reply.
"I called you a...fuck, I called you a slut, angel. I didn't mean it, and I'm so fucking sorry." Taehyung pushed himself up onto his forearms, staring up at me with wide, teary eyes. "I don't normally say stuff like that. I'm used to saying it to the others, and when I s-say they know I don't actually mean it. A-Angel, I-"
I silenced Taehyung's ranting with a kiss, slow and confident as I hooked my finger under his chin. He released a quiet whimper, my touch unexpected. I drug my nails along the underside of his jaw, keeping one finger under his chin as we locked eyes. I felt a bolt of warmth shoot through my body, forcing my lips down so that my face remained expressionless. "I don't mind being a slut for you, daddy," I breathed, watching as Taehyung turned a dark red, blinking repeatedly as if he thought I would disappear. I giggled quietly, enjoying making the blonde flustered. I pressed a quick kiss against his forehead, sliding down onto my side as I buried myself beneath the bedsheets, warm from our bodies.
Taehyung couldn't help but smirk, his gaze trailing over my covered form as he leaned forward, catching my upper lip between his. I whimpered at his touch, reaching up to run my hands along his toned chest. He forced me back against the messy array of pillows along his headboard, kissing me softly as he rested his torso over mine. Taehyung pulled his lips away from mine, trailing them down my jaw to my ear. The sound of his steady breathing being so close sent shivers down my spine, head tilted back and eyes shut tight in anticipation.
"You're not a slut, angel," Taehyung whispered against my skin. "You're such a good girl."
A moan slipped past my lips at the praise, the blonde continuing to press teasing kisses against my skin, trailing down my neck and across my throat. His hips pressed up against mine, hands gently tugging at my hair as I whimpered pliantly beneath him. I really didn't want that moment to end. Tingles shot through my entire body, my hands reaching up to thread through Taehyung's silky blonde hair, tugging needily at the locks.
"T-Tae," I whimpered.
"Am I making you needy, angel?"
I nodded, my voice too unsteady to speak. Taehyung chuckled in my ear, a deep, throaty rumble that started from deep within his chest. Slowly, his lips disappeared from my skin, the blonde pushing himself above me. I peered up at him with a lazy expression, wanting nothing more for us to be entangled in his bedsheets yet again. But, instead, Taehyung offered me a small smile, one hand reaching up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "It's time to get up, sweetheart."
"Mmh" I groaned, turning over onto my side. I buried my face against one of the pillows, pulling the covers up over my shoulders. Taehyung smiled warmly, leaning down to press kisses against the side of my neck and face. I groaned under my breath, curling, stubbornly, into myself. "I don't wanna get up yet."
"C'mon, baby girl," he purred. I growled playfully, knowing exactly what he was trying to accomplish. He knew I'd do anything he told me to do if he played his cards correctly, and by the tone of his voice, he was close to playing the right card. Taehyung's hand slid over my shoulder, moving across to push a lock of my hair behind my head. His touch sent shivers down my spine, yet I didn't budge an inch.
"Do you wanna act like a brat again, Yumin, or do wanna do as daddy says?"
I forced a smirk off of my face, burying my face further into the pillow. Taehyung knew exactly what he was saying and how he was saying it, the power he held in just his voice threatening to turn me into a stuttering, blushing, obedient mess. I turned my head to glare up at him, my eyes tiny slits against my swollen face. "What if I don't?"
Taehyung smirked cockily, not missing a beat as he leaned and murmured in my ear. "Then daddy's gonna have to punish you." The blonde chuckled, pulling away and hanging his legs over the side of the bed. He watched me cooly, his lips tilted up in a smug expression as I pushed myself into an upright position, clutching the sheets against my chest. Locking eyes with Taehyung made me feel weak, like jello, suddenly too nervous to move in case something refused to work properly. After a moment's hesitation, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, pushing myself to my feet as I let the bedsheets drop down behind me. Almost immediately, I regretted ever moving at all. A painful, yet pleasurable feeling shot through the middle of my stomach and down my thighs, forcing a frustrated moan from my lips as I clasped my middle. Taehyung slid over to me, pulling me back down to the bed with a slight chuckle.
"You sore, angel?" he teased, running a hand over my stomach.
"Yeah," I groaned, flopping back against the bed. Immediately, I pulled the covers back over my naked body, staring up at Taehyung lazily. The blonde smiled down at me, pushing himself to his feet and padding over to the edge of the bed. He picked up different pieces of our clothing that he had torn off of our bodies the previous night, slipping back into his red boxers and basketball shorts.
"I'll go get you some new clothes, okay?" he murmured warmly, not waiting for a reply as he stepped out into the hall. I listened to him as he made his way into Jimin's and my bedroom, knowing that he was going for the fresh clothes that I'd laid out on the end of my bed. He came back moments later, handing me my clothes and stepping back to fold my shorts and sweatshirt. After another couple minutes, we were dressed in fresh clothes, Taehyung in black jeans, an open block-plaid shirt, and a white t-shirt tucked into his pants, myself adorned in a pair of loose blue jeans, a brown shirt tucked into my pants, fixed with a brown leather belt. Pushing past the dull pain above my pelvis, I followed the blonde out into the sunlight hallway to find the others.
"For fuck's sake, don't drop it!" Jungkook hollered, following Jimin down the hallway and out the front door with moving boxes clutched to their chests. Kiana and Yoongi bustled about the apartment, checking to make sure everything was packed before dusting off their hands.
"That's it," Yoongi sighed. "We're done."
"And look who decided to get up." Kiana placed her hands irritably on her hips, a noticeable blush trailing over her freckled cheeks as her gaze traveled over to Taehyung, then down to me. "And you have clothes on this time."
"Hey, it wasn't our fault you ripped the covers off us," Taehyung chuckled, shoving one hand in his pocket. "And, it wasn't my fault you saw my dick either."
Kiana immediately broke all eye contact, staring shamefully down at the hardwood floors as the darkest of blushes crept up her neck and over her small face. She swallowed nervously, Yoongi staring down at her with slitted eyes. "I told you not to wake them," he grumbled, a slight bit of humor lacing his tone. With a sigh, Yoongi stepped forward to pull me against his chest, my arms reaching out to snake around his slim waist. Kiana nodded as if she were a toddler being scolded, peering up at Taehyung with wide, dark-brown eyes.
"S-Sorry, Tae," she spluttered, rubbing her forearm anxiously. "I didn't mean to bother you guys."
Taehyung stepped toward the smaller brunette, reaching out to ruffle her hair affectionately. "Stop sounding so depressed; it's fine. Hopefully, my ginormous dick won't be burned into your head for too long, Ki."
"Shut up!" Kiana fretted, tugging at the front of her hair. The brunette spun on her heel, stomping out of the apartment and down the outer walkway. Taehyung, Yoongi, and I burst into a fit of quiet giggles, Yoongi's arms tightening around my waist. His hands moved to grip my hips, squeezing gently and eliciting a quiet moan from my lips. The brunet flushed a rosy pink, a knowing smirk creeping onto his face as he shook his head and locked eyes with Taehyung.
"You didn't hurt her, did you?" Yoongi chuckled, running his hands along my sides. His touch made me feel soft and fuzzy, my arms tightening around his small form. I nuzzled my head against his neck with a sigh, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped up in whoever's arms were available.
"Never." Taehyung smiled down at us, nuzzling his head against Yoongi's. The boys stood in silence, drowning in each other's presence as I simply watched, a warm grin tugging at my lips.
"We should probably go," I offered quietly, not wanting to disrupt the happy couple. Taehyung and Yoongi nodded, the brunet's arms slowly disappearing from my waist as he turned and made his way to the apartment door. Taehyung and I took one more look around at the place that had once been our home, sad smiles adorning our faces as we turned and met with Yoongi, quietly ushering him out the door. My fingers wrapped hesitantly around the outer doorknob, taking one last look at the dark, eerily quiet apartment, staring at the place in the hallway where I had once stood, contemplating if I should've stayed in the streets. With Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook quietly watching me, their emotions hidden by gorgeous, blank expressions in the moonlight, my heart racing in my chest. My heart felt hollow at the thought, suddenly making me feel antsy and scared. I felt tears well up in the corners of my eyes but refused to let them fall.
"Angel!" Taehyung called. I looked to find him and Yoongi standing outside the elevator, watching me with knowing smiles adorning their handsome faces. "C'mon! We gotta go."
"Okay!" I called back, hearing the wobble in my voice. After another glance into the apartment, I shut the door, all the memories I'd made in it swarming about my head. I looked over the walkway railing out into the city of Seoul, watching the sun rise higher and higher into the sky. But, all the while, something unnerving was stuck in my mind; something that made my skin crawl. I quickened my pace until I could hide my face against Taehyung's chest, feeling safer as his arms snaked around my waist to pull me close.
"You alright, angel?"
I nodded, not wanting to bother the other two with whatever was swarming through my head. The elevator chimed, the heavy doors shuddering open as we stepped inside, clicking the button for the bottom floor and waiting for the large, glass box to descend. I pulled my head back for a brief minute, scanning over the parking lot of the apartment complex. I could see Jungkook helping Nari into the back of the Bentley, shutting the back door and calling over to Jimin before hopping into the driver's seat. Jimin had his truck in the middle of the driveway, a U-Haul fastened to the back. The blonde stood tall on top of the step outside the door of his white truck, looking out over the parking lot. His gaze rested on the elevator as it opened with a groan, shouting for Taehyung to hurry and get into the passenger seat. Yeontan popped up from the passenger side of the truck, his tiny head sticking up from behind the dashboard with his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth.
Lips pressed gently against my temple; I looked up to find Yoongi watching me with a sense of curiosity, his eyes wide and soft. "You gonna be okay riding with Kiana?" I nodded, standing tall on the balls of my feet to press a kiss against Yoongi's lips. The brunet smiled, brushing his hand along my cheek before making his way to his black Audi. He hopped inside without another glance, leaving me to stumble towards Kiana's white Jeep. I hopped into the passenger seat, fastening the seatbelt over my chest with a sigh. Kiana pulled her head out of the back seat, offering Jackie's carrier a pat before shutting the door. She glanced back at her U-Haul before slipping in the driver's seat, starting the engine and sounding a honk for Jimin, who sat waiting patiently ahead of us.
"Ready to move to Seoul?" she asked me with a grin.
"Yep." I looked over at Kiana and offered a smile, even though I wasn't ready. I didn't want to leave. I couldn't leave, but I no longer had a choice now. It was too late. Unnerving thoughts shot through my head as Kiana pressed on the gas pedal, nudging her Jeep into motion. A small part of me didn't want to leave Yura behind. The small part of me that was still attached to him. But, another part, a larger part, of me wanted to get as far away from the abusive brunet as possible. Jimin's truck lurched out into the street, Kiana looking both ways before following after him. I cast one last look over my shoulder, past the Audi and Bentley and up to the 6th floor of the apartment. Room 22F. Where my entire life had changed. Where I had met three people that I adored more than anything, and finally managed to settle down with someone that loved me as I loved them. A small smile tugged at my lips, all my negative thoughts being drowned out by my happiness.
I was leaving Yura behind; I was going to be safe from now on. We all were. I turned and faced forward, adjusting my seatbelt against my stomach and chest with a sigh. I could finally relax. The worse part of my life was over, and now I could finally start fresh.
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So sorry for the late update. I really didn't feel like doing much after I finished my school work this morning, so I completely forgot about updating Forever. I hope you liked this quick piece. I'm noticing a change in my writing technique as I return to older chapters for editing, but you guys seem to be invested in this book either way, so it's not that bad. I hope.
Have a good day/night, angels!! :)