Hello new readers and returning readers. I'm very upset that I have to make this note but at this point it has upset me so much that I feel it necessary.

1. I KNOW that an older woman calling a younger man OPPA in S. Korea is not normal.

2. Occasionally it can be used as a term of endearment regardless of age (not typically but it can). This is how it is used in this situation.

3. In ALL of my stories,  the female lead is older, that's just how I write because it's easier for me to write in the POV since I'm older.

4. It's a fictional story. I could have the men calling women Oppa if I wanted to because it's my story. So please stop trying to correct me on this.

5. I still love you all.

~ Jagi ❤️

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"I'm serious...he came before I did and didn't even bother to ASK if I had finished. Not that a real man should have to ask but whatever."

"Damn, Noona...that sucks."

"Sure as hell does...men are so selfish."

"Hey!"

"You're gay...you don't count."

"Ha...well that's true."

"And have you forgotten that I have HEARD you and Yoongi fucking before? That man doesn't have a selfish bone in his body, and I know how much you love giving head."

"Oh yeah I do. Well, where are you now?"

"Walking home...I got dressed as soon as I could. He asked for my number too."

"Did you give it to him?"

"I gave him the fake number I always give out."

"Genius."

"What are you doing?"

"Yoongi is about to pick me up. We have to go pick up my brother from the airport and then we are going to my parents' house."

"Fuck...I forgot about that. You're going to be gone for a week right?"

"Yeah...I REALLY don't want to go...but Namjoon is going too, and he's bringing Jimin so I have to be there. I had to beg Yoongi to go...but it didn't take much."

"Wait...so you're picking up the brother who was working abroad for the past 5 years?"

"Yeaaahhhh."

"Well that's exciting."

"Not really...he is the oldest of all of us, but hasn't talked to Joon or I more than maybe twice a year."

"Well at least you'll be with family."

"You're more my family than anyone. You and Yoongi."

"Yeah, it seems like you and Yoongi Bear are getting super serious."

"He hates that you call him that."

"I mean...quit telling him I call him that then."

"Well...to answer your question...we are getting pretty serious. I really love him, Noona."

"I'm happy for you."

"You sound like it."

"No, I really am. I'm glad that he makes you happy. You're my best friend Tae, of course I want you to be happy. And if what make you happy is Yoongi then that's great. Besides, I really like Yoongi."

"And he likes you. He says your attitude fits him better than I do, and if you had my dick he'd be dating you."

"Ha...I'm sure that's not true."

"Yeah he'd miss me. Actually he's calling me now...I'll have to let you go Noona, have a good week without me...and text me all the time!"

"Alright, I will. Love you Tae."

"Love you."

As I hung up the phone I sighed. I really was happy for him. Taehyung has been my best friend since college and when he met Yoongi, he fell head over heels for the man. Yoongi was a good man though. He doted on Taehyung and welcomed me into his life without question or hesitation. I can see how happy they make each other. They were total opposites but maybe that's the reason why they get along so well. Maybe that's the reason why they are both so happy. Yoongi and I get along great, and the three of us are always together. We even talked about living together since Yoongi has a 3 bedroom house, one for him, one for his studio, and one for guests. But that wouldn't happen until well after Taehyung moves in if they ever get to that point. Until then, it's just me and Oliver. Oliver being my all black cat, he's my real soulmate. Any time he looks into my eyes with those lime green orbs of his I melt and give him all the treats he can handle.

There was a time whereTaehyung tried explaining to me his feelings for Yoongi. He says it's like his heart accelerates and stops all at the same time. He says its love. I have a hard time believing in love. But if that's what he says it is I'm glad he's found it.

I walked up to my apartment building just to see a shadow outside of my door.

"Spencer...." I sighed dramatically.

"Hey, babygirl." He said in his smoothest voice, which honestly wasn't all that smooth.

"What do you want?" I asked as I reached him.

"What would I be looking for on your door step at ten o clock at night?"

"To get your dick wet."

"Exactly. Up for it?"

I pondered his offer. Spencer and I were a regular hook up, neither of us wanting more than the other's body. But lately he had been getting selfish. He would never go down on me and the last few times we hooked up I didn't even cum. Once he had finished he'd rush out of my apartment with some lame excuse as to why he couldn't stay and finish the job.

"Not tonight, Spence."

"Awe come on...I've been waiting here for you for over an hour." He said looking annoyed.

"Desperate much?"

"Just needing a good fuck. I had a bad day."

I rolled my eyes. "And that entitles you to fuck me."

"Actually I was hoping you'd fuck me." He said smirking. "I love it when you ride me."

"No, Spencer." I said pushing past him. I reached for my keys unlocking the door. I opened the door and turned towards him again. "You can go home now."

He leaned against the door frame with a stupid smile on his face. "I don't know what lame ass let you down earlier, but you can always count on me for a good time, baby." He reached out and let the back of his pointer finger caress my cheek.

"Are you begging?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

He dropped his hand and his face expression changed to an annoyed one. I knew that would get to him.

"No, I'm not."

"I think you are."

"Fuck you." He said as he started walking away.

"NOT TONIGHT, PRINCESS." I yelled back and he flipped me off.

I slammed my door and didn't bother taking off my shoes as I plopped on my bed. I lived in a studio apartment on the rich part of town. My rent alone was $1500 for a 600 sq. ft., but I could afford it. I worked as the personal assistant to the CEO of Big Hit Entertainment and though I made enough money to probably buy my own house...I just didn't need it. Oliver and I were comfortable in our small space. He climbed up on the bed with me rubbing his forehead on my face.

"Hey Oli, I missed you buddy."

He purred as he sat next to me leaning on my shoulder. I took a deep breath and contemplated going to sleep as I was. It was a Friday night and I didn't have to work until Monday. That's when I heard a ding on my phone. I checked and there were several missed texts and KIK messages that I hadn't read yet. Sure enough, from all the hook ups I had been having over the last few months.

You'd think after sleeping with SO many different men that you'd find at lease ONE that pleased your every need. But no...I couldn't tell you how many men I had slept with over my life time...let alone the last few months. But it has been one epic disappointment over and over again. I decided to see if it was anyone worth talking to but sure enough it wasn't. Anger surged through me suddenly and I went on a blocking rampage. I deleted the KIK app in its entirety and blocked about 12 numbers from my phone.

What is the point of having sex if it's not even pleasurable...I refused to suck one more dick before someone goes down on me. I pulled up my messages, only a few being left. I needed Tae.

Me: I deleted them all.

Tangy Boy: Deleted what?

Me: KIK...and I blocked and deleted about 12 numbers in my phone.

Tangy Boy: Like...hook up numbers?

Me: Yeah

Tangy Boy: Wow, Noona. Do you have any left?

Me: Spencer...but that desperate fuck was at my door when I got home practically begging for me to let him in.

Tangy Boy: Seriously...stop talking to that guy...and quit fucking him. You'll end up with something.

Me: We use condoms.

Tangy Boy: I'm afraid that not even a condom will protect you from that guy.

I rolled my eyes.

Me: Well like I said I sent him home.

Tangy Boy: Good.

Me: When are you going to see your brother?

Tangy Boy: Probably an hour. His flight lands in 30 minutes and we are probably 45 minutes away.

Me: I miss you already...what am I supposed to do without you and Yoongi??

Tangy Boy: Find a hobby.

Me: Fucking was my hobby.

Tangy Boy: Find a new one....or better yet...go on REAL dates...

Me: real?

Tangy Boy: Yeah...like get to know someone.

Me: Nah...I think that me and my magic wand just might become really close for a while.

Tangy Boy: ew.

Me: lol I hope things go well for your family visit. I'm gunna go to sleep. Text me tomorrow?

Tangy Boy: Always. <3

Me: Goodnight Tangy

Tangy Boy: Goodnight, Noona.

I plugged my phone in and stripped from my clothes. I took a quick shower and put on one of the larger t-shirts that Tae had left at my place. It was my favorite sleep shirt and I'm not 100% sure if he knew I still had it. Once I was comfortable with my pillows, Oliver came over and curled up next to me. I pet him lightly as my thoughts started to take over me.

I used to love having sex. It never meant anything much so what changed? Maybe I was just bored...I'm not sure. Slowly I drifted off to sleep completely unaware that soon my whole idea of love would change completely.