"Hi there."

'I was so close to getting out of here. Fuck.'  You thought to yourself.

You dropped your hand from the doorknob and closed your eyes for a second before turning around slowly, forcing a smile onto your face.

You didn't remember what his name was. But he had beautiful silver hair and a gorgeous set of plump lips. You racked your brain and tried to remember. 

You thought his name was Jimmy or Jim. Something like that.

"Heeeeey, Jimmy." You gave him a smile, awkwardly standing by the door,

"It's Jimin. But you could call me Jimmy if you like." The silver haired man smiled at you as he ran his fingers through his perfect hair. 

You blushed, "Sorry, I mean Jimin." You took a breath before speaking, "I'm sorry if I woke you... I was just heading out.." You nodded. 

"No worries you didn't wake me up." Jimin flashed you a radiant smile, "I couldn't sleep anyways." You swore he smirked and you blushed a little again, reaching up to run your fingers through your hair, finding a way to get out of there.

It was just too awkward. You could feel yourself starting to sweat.

You watched him walk into the kitchen and opened the cupboard. Scratch that. He didn't walk. He strutted.

He wore a loose white t-shirt and some black sweatpants. His hair was down and covering his forehead. He looked completely different than how he looked in the club. He was shorter and a lot more slender than Jungkook but you could tell he was toned and in shape.

He was gorgeous. He was probably a model you thought. 

You shifted on your feet and smiled a bit, hoping the floor would cave and suck you in.

He pulled out what seemed to look like instant noodles bowls and set them into the counter before looking over at you with a smile.

"Y/N, was it? I was just about to grab a midnight snack. Do you want to join me?" He smiled at you, eyes crinkling into beautiful crescents.

Your stomach grumbled almost on cue and you bit your lower lip, eyeing those instant noodles. You've never seen those before. You licked your lower lip. This was usually the time you had dinner when you were dancing and you were getting hungry.

You glanced down at your phone and saw that your Uber was still idling.

You shook your head and smiled politely, "I'm good, thanks. I should really head out though, my ride is almost here." You lied, putting on a smile before turning around again,

"Your ride? Jungkook isn't taking you home?" You heard him speak and you groaned silently,  wanting to slam your head into the door.

You cleared your throat and turned around, shaking your head,

"He's sleeping.. I didn't want to wake him." You rubbed your arm awkwardly.

'Fuck. I just wanna go home'  You thought to yourself.

Just then you got a notification on your phone. Finally. 

Nevermind..

"What?!" You spoke out loud, staring at the Uber app. Your driver cancelled your ride. "Fuck me." You groaned quietly, tapping on your phone and trying to order another ride.

"Everything okay?" Jimin called out to you, walking out of the kitchen to where you stood,

You sighed, shaking your head, "My Uber just cancelled on me.. I'm trying to order a new one." You feigned a smile.

"I can give you a ride home, Y/N. But you gotta eat something first." Jimin smiled playfully, stepping closer to you.

You held your breath and looked at him, chewing on your lower lip.

He was so cute and charming. You had a hard time finding an excuse. Damn, these men. Why do they have to be so fucking hot.

He smiled at you again and your face flushed, clutching your phone against your chest. You felt ridiculous. Being flustered in front of this guy but something about him was so intriguing. You looked at him then looked at the door. Your stomach grumbled again and you sighed.

"Alright, fine." You chuckled and he clapped his hands together,

"Perfect." He grinned, taking your hand and tugging you into the kitchen. He pulled out a seat at the kitchen island for you and smiled.

You sat down with a smile and rested your cheek in your palm as you watched him,

"Do you like noodles?"

Your eyes sparkled, "I love noodles." You grinned as you nodded.

"Korean noodles?" He smiled at you, holding up the instant noodle package.

You pursed your lips, shaking your head, "I don't think I've ever had those before." You giggled.

"I brought these with me. They don't sell them here." He chuckled, opening the package and pouring some hot water into the bowl.

You watched him closely, "Sooo.. what do you do, Jimin? Are you just visiting again? Or are you here for work like Jungkook?"

"Jungkookie didn't tell you what we do?"

You looked at him, shaking your head, "No... Well, I did ask him about what he did for a living and he said it's better for him if I don't ask." You shrugged, "You all work together?"

Jimin chuckled, admiring how cute you were.

He wished Jungkook hadn't picked you first.

"I guess if Kookie says it's better you don't know then I guess it's better if you don't find out." He smiled, sliding you a cup of the noodles and a pair of chopsticks.

He sat down across from you and smiled, digging into his bowl of noodles.

You looked down at the noodles and your stomach burned, picking up your chopsticks you started to eat too, smiling happily, "Oh my god, it's so good." You grinned at him.

Jimin smiled at you, "I'm glad you like it. I have more actually. I'll leave them for you if you want." He grinned, reaching over the table to wipe some sauce from your lip.

You froze, tensing up a bit as he wiped the sauce away. You swallowed hard, rubbing your face,

"I'm a messy eater." You blurted out, your face red.

"You're adorable."

You felt the heat burning in your cheeks before you looked down at your food, trying to eat slower.

"Kookie told me you're in medical school." He smiled, "that must be hard."

You gulped, flushing a little. 'How did he remember that? Wait, why is he talking about me to his friends? What else did he say?'  You thought to yourself. 

You nodded with a smile, "it's okay so far". You hummed, sliding your empty bowl of noodles away, setting your chopsticks down.

Jimin grinned, "That's good. Keep working hard." He finished as well and got up, taking your empty bowl away before he hummed, turning back to you,

"Do you live far?" He asked.   

"Nope. About 10 minutes from here, actually.." You looked up at him from your phone and shook your head with a smile before getting off the stool, "Also.. thank you for the noodles, Jimmy." You gave him a gentle smile.

He smiled at his new nickname, "Anytime, Y/N." He grinned before walking over to the living room to get his jacket.   

You felt better with food in your tummy but you really wanted to go home... Hopefully before Jungkook woke up too.

"Ready to go?" Jimin smiled, pulling his jacket on.

"I am." You smiled, almost running to the door.

You slid your slides on and grabbed your bag as he pulled his sneakers on and grabbed some keys.

He held the door for you as you walked out and he followed closely behind you, his eyes trailing over your body as you walked in front of him.

"Damn." He muttered under his breath as he checked you out, biting his lower lip. "Over here." He smiled, leading you to a Lamborghini parked in the driveway.

"Is this your car?" You asked, eyes wide as your fingers traced over the trim of the car.

Your eyes met his from over the car and he smiled at you,

"It's a rental. This is an old model. I have this year's limited-edition version though back home." He smirked, unlocking the car door and getting in.

Your mouth dropped before you got into the car, sliding into the soft leather seats.

He watched you as you pulled the seatbelt over yourself and he licked his lips, eyes trailing over your figure.

It's not like he always wanted what Jungkook had. He saw you first that night on the stage. He wished he didn't point you out to Jungkook. Jungkook always seemed to snag the hotter girls. He wanted to know what you looked like under those clothes, what made you scream the way you did when you were with Jungkook. Jimin wondered if he could make you scream louder than Jungkook. 

"Ready?" He smiled, pulling himself out of his dirty thoughts as the engine roared to life, purring lightly.

"Yes." You smiled at him, telling him the directions to a house in your neighbourhood.

Like hell you were about to let these guys know where you live. You already fucked up by telling Jungkook your real name.

Jimin drove onto the main road, the car gliding like silk down the street. Your fingers traced over the leather as you glanced out the window,

"Y/N.. are you only exclusive to Jungkook?" Jimin asked, breaking the silence as his fingers drummed against the steering wheel. He slowed to a red light and looked over at you.

The tone in his voice changed. It wasn't cute and cuddly like before.

You looked over at him, eyes widening a bit, your breath hitching in your throat,

"W-What do you mean?" You breathed out.

He pulled up to the house number you had given him and turned off the engine, looking at you,

"How much is Jungkook charging you to sleep with him." He asked, his soft eyes were now dark and intense, full of desire as he looked at you,

You swallowed thickly, holding the handle of the door as you looked at him,

"I'm exclusive to Jungkook." You whispered, your heart thumping in your chest.

Sure, he was hot. But you'd never sleep with Jungkook's friend or co-worker or whoever the fuck he was. Doesn't matter what he'd pay you.

Jungkook's face suddenly popped up into your head.

You remembered his sad expression he had in the club that day when he saw you again. He looked like a puppy. Looking at you with this doe-eyed expression as if it hurt him seeing you again. 

You could never try to hurt him. Even if he was a customer, you couldn't do something like that to him. He was so sweet to you. He was perfect for you. You didn't want to let him get away. 

This Jimin here seemed like a whole ass flirt though. You knew how to handle men that always wanted what their friends had.

"I can double what he's paying you, Y/N."

His voice shook you out of your thoughts and your head turned to look at him, eyes wide and bewildered almost,

"I'm sorry?" You blinked at him, the heat rushing to your face and between your legs.

'Fuck this guy. Why does he have to be so fine. Why does he have to be rich.'  You battled with your thoughts, trying to keep it together. 

"I can double whatever he's paying you. Triple, actually. Anything you want. Just for one night." He whispered, leaning towards you.

You swallowed hard as he leaned in, you exhaled softly, his lips a mere inch away from yours. Your eyelids fluttered. You actually considered it for a second but shook your head, backing up against the door or the car,

"I'm sorry, Jimin. I can't."

"What. Do you love him or something?"

"No. But I don't want to hurt him. This would hurt him." You motioned between the two of you.

Jimin went quiet for a second, staring at you with the same intense expression. He finally moved his gaze and looked out the window before sighing as he spoke,

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him, Y/N." Jimin looked at you again, one hand on the wheel, gripping it tightly.

It felt like the air had been sucked out of you. You needed to leave. This was a mistake... but you couldn't move. You felt glued to the chair. Glued to the way he looked at you. Stuck on how pretty he was. This had gone too far.

"I-.." You tried to speak but your voice came out weak. You shook your head, your fists curling into your bag on your lap, composing yourself,

"Listen.. You seem like a sweet guy, Jimin.. But... I want Jungkook... Only Jungkook." You spoke calmly even though you felt uneasy saying the words. Were you sure of what you were saying?

Jimin went silent for a bit before finally speaking, "I know." He mumbled, exhaling quietly, his head shaking as he started laughing.

Why the fuck is he laughing?

"The fuck? What do you mean?" You were exasperated, not understanding what he was saying.

"I just wanted to see if you're genuine, Y/N.. I don't want anyone to hurt Jungkook either."

You shot Jimin a glare, puffing your cheeks out, "Well, fuck you then because you really had me fooled." You muttered, rolling your eyes at him.

"I think we're gonna be good friends." Jimin smiled, leaning in to you. His lips coming close to yours again. You tensed up, fist curling into a ball, ready to knock him out if he even dared to kiss you.

"Goodnight, Y/N." Jimin whispered with a smirk reaching over to open the door of the car for you. He pulled back, smiling innocently at you.

The fucking nerve of this guy.

"Goodnight..." You tried to smile as you mumbled, stumbling out of the car. Your legs were shaking.

"I'll see you around." Jimin smiled, starting the engine and driving off with a smirk.

You stood there and watched him drive away, making sure he was out of sight before you turned around and walked away quickly in the opposite way down the street.

You looked down at your phone as you walked. 

Damn. The sun was rising.

You ran up to your house and walked inside, kicking your slides off and leaving your bag at the door. You'll deal with it later. You ran up to your bedroom and slid your pants and t-shirt off.

"Oh yeah." You blushed lightly when you realized you weren't wearing any panties and quickly pulled on new pair along with your pajamas.

You were so exhausted and flustered from all the events of the night.

You placed your phone onto the nightstand next to you before nestling in your blankets and trying to fall asleep.

...

Jungkook woke up late the next morning, reaching over to the empty side of the bed where you were and frowning. He knew you wouldn't be there but he hoped inside he was wrong. He rubbed his eyes, sighing out softly before slowly sitting up,

"Fuck. Don't fucking do that, Jin. I almost pissed myself." Jungkook jumped as he came face to face with Seokjin sitting at the end of the bed. "What do you want?" He grumbled, running his fingers through his bed hair as he looked at Jin with half opened eyes.

"Just checking on my little Kookie. Did you sleep well?"

"Too well." Jungkook mumbled, laying back down, eyes glancing to the empty spot on the bed where you laid. He closed his eyes again, thankful for Seokjin's head blocking the sunlight rays coming directly into the room. 

"I wonder why." Seokjin teased, giving Jungkook's leg a slap before he laughed, "You know Jimin gave her a ride home, right?"

Jungkook's eyes flashed opened and he sat up quickly, staring at Jin, "He fucking did what?"

"Yep..." Seokjin chuckled,  "Seems like you got some competition there." Seokjin pursed his lips, "He said nothing happened, though. But you might wanna talk to him yourself... I ain't getting involved in your sexcapades." Seokjin nodded, almost falling off the bed when Jungkook started to get up,

Jungkook was pissed. He knew Jimin would pull some shit like this. They have always had this sort of brotherly competition with things. But when it came to women, Jimin always seemed to want the same girls Jungkook liked. And the sad thing was, they left him for Jimin... a lot. 

He clambered off the bed, ready to find Jimin and kick his ass.

He wasn't gonna let you fall into the web of Jimin's charm.

Jin reached for Jungkook and missed, "Wait wait.. Calm down, he went to get us breakfast. Can you please kill him after we eat?" Jin muttered, pulling Jungkook back onto the bed, "Why are you getting so worked up? Just relax and let it go. She didn't want him. You heard me?" Jin patted the younger's arm before raising an eyebrow, spotting something at the corner of the bed.

Jungkook decided to let it go this time and not go ballistic on Jimin. But he made a mental note that if Jimin ever tried to pull a move like that again, he will surely deck him in the face.

"The fuck is this?" Jin reached down and picked up your thong off the floor, holding it up in front of him before realizing what it was, "What the FUCK, JungKOOK." He yelled, throwing the thong at Jungkook,

Jungkook burst out laughing, grabbing the thong and shoving it behind him, "I don't know what happened, I swear." He laughed hard, falling back onto the bed.

"Yeah, I'm sure you don't. " Jin got off the bed and headed to the door, shivering as he walked out of the room, "Fucking nasty ass kids." He muttered under his breath, laughing quietly to himself.

Jungkook chuckled quietly before rolling onto his side, pulling your thong out and grabbing his phone. He took a picture of your thong on his bed, texting it to you,

Baby - 12:22PM:

Do these belong to you?? 😉

He sent the text with a smirk, laying back down onto the pillow. He picked up the thong and smiled before tossing it into his open luggage on the floor, mumbling to himself, "Taking this souvenir home with me."

...

You forgot you had class and barely made it to school. You couldn't lie, you were tired but you had to focus. You sipped your coffee as your twirled the pen in your hand. You listened to your professor's lecture, struggling to stay awake. You felt your phone buzz in your pocket and you reached into your cardigan, pulling out your phone and unlocking it.

You didn't recognize the number so you opened the message and your mouth dropped to the floor. You slammed the phone face down onto the desk hard, your face immediately flushing red. 

A few students looked at you and you pressed your lips into a thin line before brushing your hair back. You picked the phone up again and looked at the message.

'Fuck... me. Royally.'  You thought to yourself, completely forgetting that you left your thong somewhere in his room. 

You were mortified but also kinda of... excited.

You typed up a reply quickly before putting your phone down,

Unknown number – 12:22PM:

Give it back...

...

Jungkook didn't move from the bed yet, feeling his phone buzz under his pillow. He grabbed it quickly and laughed as he read the message,

Baby – 12:25PM:

You gotta come get it 😊

...

You rolled your eyes as your phone buzzed again. You were trying to focus on this lecture but you itched to see his response. You snorted lightly as you unlocked the message, quickly replying,

Unknown number – 12:26PM:

Can't. In school.

...

He kept his phone in his hand as he watched the little dots come up on the screen indicating you were typing. He frowned when you said you were in school. He hummed and typed a reply,

Baby – 12:27PM:

What time are u done??

I'll come pick you up :))

...

You pursed your lips as you read his reply, your nails drumming along the desk. You decided to leave him on read.

He waited for your reply for a moment before putting his phone down and getting off the bed. His stomach grumbled as he heard Jin calling him down for breakfast. He grabbed his phone as he stood up and trotted down the steps.

...

You picked up your phone as your class was coming to an end and replied to him,

Unknown number – 1:46PM:

Pick me up and take me where?

Jungkook lazed on the couch after breakfast, playing on his phone before he got your text notifcation. He grinned as he typed,

Baby – 1:46PM:

Anywhere u want babe.

...

You chewed on your lower lip. Feeling your stomach flip at the thought of what you wanted to do.

Him.

You shook your head, deciding you'll meet him. You didn't know how much longer you could stay away. 

Unknown number – 1:50PM:

Buy me food.

10 mins.

You texted him where to meet you and smiled, tucking your phone away.

...

He grinned as he got your reply, getting off the couch and grabbing his keys.

"Where are you going?" Seokjin looked up from his scrabble game with Jimin, "Going to see her again?" He questioned with a grin as he watched Jungkook get up from the couch.

Jimin turned around and looked at Jungkook, mumbling a quick 'have fun' before quicky peeking at Seokjin's side of the scrabble board which caused Seokjin to grab Jimin's hair,

"I didn't see anything!" Jimin tried to break free from his grasp and Jungkook laughed, leaning down to pull his shoes on at the door,

"See you later, bitches." He called as he walked out of the door.  

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A/N to be continued :D