When I stepped out of the bathroom I could see a handful of people had arrived. No one I didn't know, there was Joon and Jimin, and Junkook and Hoseok...but I couldn't find Jin.

"DAMN NOONA." I heard. I turned to see Jungkook gawking at me.

"Hey Kookie."

He stayed staring and I had to actually close his mouth with my finger on his chin.

"Fuck you look amazing." He breathed.

I laughed. "Have you seen Jin?"

"Oh, you mean Officer Kim?"

"Who?"

That's when I felt a light tapping on my shoulder and I turned to see Jin in front of me.

In a full, what looked like authentic, police officer uniform; Blue, badge, gun holster, handcuffs, night stick, walkie talkie, the absolute works. His hair was done up and out of his face and had I not been staring at his lips I would have noticed the look in his eyes.

"Hello, Kitten." I heard his velvety voice breathe.

I looked up to his eyes and it was as if the beast within was roaring to get out, but the man had successfully kept him at bay. I smiled up at him and purpously bit my bottom lip just to watch his eyes harden even more in frustration.

"Hello officer Kim." I said sweetly. I placed my hand on his crossed arms and got up on my tippy toes to kiss him quick on the lips, once, twice, and a third time before pulling back and standing flat on my feet. "How are you this evening?"

He didn't respond, instead he took a step closer to me and I could tell his breathing became labored. He wrapped his arms around me placing his hands on the corset part of the costume. He groaned a little at the soft feel of it and leaned low so his lips pressed against my ear.

"You did this on purpose you little minx."

I felt him kiss just under my ear and I couldn't help but giggle. "Does Oppa like my costume?" I asked with a sweet voice laced with honey. I felt him shutter as he pulled me tighter to him.

"Fuck, baby you're going to be the death of me."

Baby...there it is again. I was just about to say something when I felt a hard jerk and my body was pulled from his arms. I was turned and saw the second most handsome Vampire I had seen all night.

"Damn it Tae give a girl a warning...you're dripping in sex right now...are you and Yoongi in competition?"

He laughed and bit at my neck a little and I giggled and pulled away. Jin came up rom behind me and wrapped his arms around me. Tae's smile fell a little but not as much as it had before. He was starting to get used to Jin and I being together after that one night. He was starting to forgive him. He gave Jin a polite nod before he turned back to me.

"I assume that with all that make up you wont be bobbing for apples tonight."

I laughed and pressed my ass up against Jin's pelvic. "Maybe not apples." I said winking at Tae. He smiled and eyed Jin as he groaned again in my ear at the tease.

The night was going well and though there was some serious sexual tention between Jin and I, we were able to hold it together. Both of us had a few too many shots of soju but not too much to get sick. Eventually I got to the point that I could not hold it in anymore, I walked over to Jin as I saw him getting himself a snack. I was going to walk right up to him...bite his bottom lip and make him take me into his bedroom where we would lock the door and turn our own music up to drown out the party. I was within feet of him when suddenly I was stopped by a familiar face.

"Well, why aren't I surprised to see you here?" He sneered at me.

"Who invited, YOU?" I asked.

"I came with a friend who know's Jungkook's squeeze over there." He said as he eyed me. "I tagged along."

"Well this is Taehyung and Yoongi's house and if they see you you better run."

"They wont see me with this disguise." He said as he pulled down a mask that resembled Johnny Three Tears.

"I'll let them know to kick out the dumb fuck with the mask, so if you'll excuse me." I tried to walk past him but he grabbed hold of me.

"You know we could go to the bathroom real quick...it's a party tradition of ours isn't it." He said as he traced his finger down my arm. I pulled it away quickly disgusted by the action.

"Not anymore. Especially not after you had a girlfriend...you're a piece of shit, Patrick."

I went to walk away again but he stopped me again. "And you're just whore who spreds her legs for anyone." He shrugged his shoulders. "I guess we are meant to be." He grabbed my arm and pulled me against him and before he could press his lips against mine I twisted my body and pulled from him.

"GET OUT!" I shouted pointing towards the door. The music was loud so no one could really hear me yelling, but I caugh Tae's eye and he came over quickly.

"What the fuck?" he asked. Once he saw Patrick his eyes burned with fire and he took him by the color. "You need to leave." He said throwing him.

"What's a faggot like you gunna do about it?"

Without warning we all watched as Patrick was hit hard in his jaw, and as if it was in slow motion, a tooth feel out of his mouth. I looked up to see Jin shaking his hand from the impact. "I suggest you leave." He said with venom in his throat. "Now."

Patrick staggered himself up and the party had stopped entirely; the music stopped playing. He held onto his jaw and laughed minically as he eyed Jin. "And which one are you fucking? The faggot or the whore?"

That's when Yoongi walked up calmly, Namjoon by his side. "Leave." He said softly.

"Ahh...so you must be sucking the blood out of his dick. That means you're fucking the whore." He turned to Jin. "If she drags you into the bathroom or a quick fuck...it doesn't make you special. It makes you like the rest of us who already know the taste of the sweet peach between her legs."

Another hard punch to his face knocked him backwards again from Jin. His shit eating grin still on his face. "You will not be told again...get the fuck out."

I swallowed thickly...if it there was anyone in this world I hated, it was Patrick. We had hooked up at every party we ever mutually attended back in collage. For two years it went on and then one party his girlfriend walked in on us with his face buried between my legs. I felt awful...I had no idea he had a girlfriend, if I did I would have never slept with him. I felt even worse after she messaged me on Instagram telling me they were together for four years. Once I told Tae, he was blacklisted from all of our parties. I hadn't seen him since...until now.

He rubbed his jaw again and smirked at Jin. He made his way to the door but before he walked out he turned to the entire party looking directly at Jin. "Have fun with your whore, Officer." Then he walked out. Jin went to go after him but was pulled back by Taehyung and Namjoon.

I walked over to him and when I got to him Yoongi had turned the music back on thankfully to give us as much privacy from the rest of the party as possible. I picked up his hand that was swollen and bruised from the assault and gently directed him into the bathroom so I could clean up the wound. He sat on the lid of the toilet and I grabbed the first aid kit from the cabinet. He willingly gave me his hand and we remained there in silence as I cleaned his knuckles. Fianally...when I was placing a bandage on him he spoke.

"How many times is this going to happen?"

"What do you mean?"

"How many times am I going to have to punch someone you've slept with?"

I was taken back by the question not exactly sure where this was going. "Um...I...you don't have..."

"Of COURSE I have to." He said loudly interrupting me. "He tried to kiss you...my girlfriend...in front of everyone...then he called Tae a faggot and you a whore. OF COURSE I had to punch him." he said coldly.

He wasn't looking at me at all but instead staring off into space. He pulled his hand from me as I was about to kiss the bandage, stopping me. He stayed sitting on the toilet and I didn't know what to say. I was grateful for him defending me, even more so for defending Tae.

"Who was that one?" He asked in a bitter tone I didn't like.

"He was someone I used to party with years ago. Like before I graduated."

"And he was here because?"

"His friend knew Hoseok so he tagged along."

He nodded placing his head in his hands afterwards.

"Are...are you upset with me, Oppa?"

It took him a minute to respond. But he laughed ironically and shook his head. "No. I can't be made at you for being a slut when I didn't even know you."

Ouch. That...that hurt. That same needle that pierced my stomach when Spencer spoke struck me again at Jin's venomous words. Tears started to pool my eyes and I turned away from him. I was going to turn back to him and yell at him for being a jerk. For saying something so hurtful when I know he didn't mean it. But I couldn't shake the sting I felt, feeling lower than I ever had. So instead I left the bathroom. I walked out slamming the door behind me muffling Jin's protests to stop me. I quickly made it through the front door without Tae or Yoongi noticing and when the cold air hit my face I could feel the tears that had escaped my eyes.

I needed to get away, I needed to go home.