"This isn't Yugyeom," the voice said through the phone.

You're a little shocked. Yugyeom texted you asking for help because he's drunk, and he wouldn't answer your calls. You ran outside and were about to call for a taxi, when just then Yugyeom started calling you. But when you answered the phone, it wasn't even Yugyeom. WHAT IS HAPPENING? You're so confused right now, honestly.

"Who is this, then?" you asked.

"It's me, JB."

You're even more confused. What the hell is going on?

"Jaebum? Why do you have Gyeomie's phone?" I asked, confused.

"Since when do you call him 'Gyeomie'?" He asked, with a hint of attitude in his tone.

You felt your cheeks heat up a bit. You didn't mean to use Yugyeom's nickname, especially while talking to JB. You know he gets jealous easily.

"I've heard BamBam call him that before..." You lied a bit. "Anyways, why do you have Yugyeom's phone?"

"Oh, well, I knew he was absolutely trashed. I had to find him on the side of the road, a few blocks from the club he says he was at." Jaebum explained.

"On the side of the road!? What the hell was he doing?" You asked, worried.

"He couldn't really explain much because of how drunk he was," JB said, "but he explained something about you being mad at him, and about how you and the other two guys ditched him at the club."

"We didn't ditch him.." you muttered.

"That's just how he explained it," Jaebum shrugged and continued, "Anyways, he said he looked around the club for you, and once he realized you guys ditche- I mean, left, he tried to walk home."

"That's so dumb and dangerous! Why didn't he call a cab or something?"

"He apparently was very upset, and didn't want anyone to see him crying. He just wanted to be alone."

"He was crying..?"

"He's an emotional kid, Y/N. But, why did he think you were mad at him?"

"I might have... cursed at him.... a little bit."

~~~~~~~~~~

Flashback to the club

You stood outside the bathroom door that you saw Yugyeom enter.

"Oh! Oh! Baby, fuck," you heard more female moans through the door.

You felt your stomach begin to boil. He has no right to be mad at you for kissing someone when he's literally fucking someone in there right now. Your body took control before your drunk mind could stop you. You banged on the door three times as hard as you could.

"FUCK YOU, KIM YUGYEOM. FUCK. YOU." You yelled and then stormed off.

End of flashback

~~~~~~~~~

He was crying because of that? He must have been super drunk to be that upset about it. You do feel guilty though, because it was never your intention to make Yugyeom sad. You were just angry in the moment, and also tipsy.

"Is he okay?" You asked Jaebum.

"Yeah," he replied, "I just brought him to my house. He was still upset when I picked him up, and he didn't want to be alone. He's on my couch right now, sleeping."

"Oh, okay. Did he call you to pick him up?"

"Actually, I just kind of saw his snapchat story..." Jaebum chuckled a bit.

"His story..?"

"You need to watch it."

"Hold on."

You put the phone call on hold for a moment and opened up snapchat. The boys have snapchats but only their close friends have access to them. You scrolled to Yugyeom's name and viewed his story. Yugyeom had the camera facing him, and he appears to be walking alone in the dark. There were street lights here and there to light up his face as he's walking. He's obviously drunk and ranting as he stumbles down the sidewalk.

"Hey! HEy! If Y/N is watching this, if Y/N is watching me right now," he pauses to burp mid-sentence, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry. I'm a big jerk. I suck."

He was slurring his words pretty badly. The next snap is similar, except he looks more sad and scared.

"I-I think I'm lost. WhEre am I?" he asks the camera, and looks around for a few seconds. "I'm so dumb. I don't even remember where to go."

At this point in the video, Yugyeom sits down on a curb, and frowns at the camera.

"I fucked uup. I'm fucked uuuupppp." He sings, rather off key and loudly.

You stop watching the story. You get the idea at this point, and go back to the phone call with Jaebum.

"That's terrible. You should delete that so other people don't see it, since you have his phone," You said.

"I kind of wanted it to be payback for being an idiot, but I guess I probably should delete it." he replies.

"Did anyone else see it?"

"The only ones that viewed it are you, me, and Youngjae."

"Why is Youngjae up this late?"

"Me and him only got home a few hours ago from JYP. You know, some Got7 stuff."

"Gotcha. Well, I'm glad Yugyeom is okay."

"Yeah, he's good."

"Welp, I'm going to go back to bed then."

"Wait, Y/N."

"Hm?"

"Yugyeom said Jackson brought you to the club. Is that true?"

"..Yeah. He offered to pick me up from my apartment."

"So, you guys drove together?"

"Yeah, why do you-"

"Did you go home with Jackson tonight?"

Okay, first of all, that's none of his business. Second of all, you know JB is going to be super jealous. You also know that if you lie he's just going to find out about it. A little white lie won't hurt, right?

"Yeah, but only because I passed out. I was so drunk and tired. He's letting me sleep on his couch." You lied.

"Don't lie to me." Jaebum's voice is stern.

"What? I-"

"Jackson would never make you sleep on his couch. He would definitely give you his bed, and then he would go sleep on the couch, or with you in the bed. That's how he is. Now, why don't you just tell me the truth."

Wow, JB knows Jackson very well. You realize now that you are absolutely screwed. Maybe you can tell most of the truth, but try to leave the fucking threesome out of it.

"Okay, fine. I went home with Jackson." you admitted.

"Did he touch you?" you could hear the change of tone in Jaebum's voice.

"Define touch.."

You genuinely don't know how to respond. You don't want Jaebum to be mad at you. But wait a minute. Jaebum has no right to be angry at you. You guys aren't together or anything. This is quite actually none of his business.

"Did you sleep with him?" he sounds mad jealous right now.

"You know what," You gain some confidence in the tone of your voice, "It's none of your fucking business."

You hear a laugh at the other end of the phone. Did this guy just laugh at you? What the heck.

"Alright, Princess. I see how this is." Jaebum's voice is chillingly calm.

You got some goosebumps from his tone, but also from him calling you Princess. So endearing, and yet demeaning at the same time.

"Uh, alright then," you said cautiously.

"By the way, I think your shirt, or should I say Jackson's, shirt is inside out." He said.

"What?"

At first, you have no idea what his talking about. You slowly start to realize it as you look down at your appearance. You're wearing Jackson's clothing because you rushed out of the house to see if Yugyeom was okay. You also realize that Jackson's shirt that you are wearing is, indeed, inside out. You're still outside, because you didn't want to wake up the other two boys by talking on the phone inside. You scanned Jackson's front yard, but didn't see anything. You started walking up Jackson's long, steep driveway, until the street comes into view. There under a streetlamp, you can see a figure leaning up against a car.

"Jaebum?" you asked, still talking into the phone.

"You got it, Princess," you can just hear the smirk in his fucking voice.

You approach the figure and as you get closer, Jaebum's features become more apparent. He's wearing gray sweatpants and a black hoodie. He's got a cocky grin on his face, and it gets wider as you approach him. You hang up the phone and slip it in your sweatpants pocket.

"Why are you here?" you asked him, crossing your arms.

"I knew you would be here, thanks to Yugyeom." he said, stepping closer to you.

"Okay, but, what are you doing here?"

"I would have come sooner, but I thought you were asleep. When you started to try to get in contact with Yugyeom, I saw that you were awake. I wanted to make sure you weren't doing anything stupid."

"What stupid thing did you think I would be doing?"

"Jackson."

You stifled a laugh. Jaebum really came here to stop you from getting with Jackson. It's a little late for that.

"Well, what if I already did Jackson?" you asked, tauntingly.

"I'd be a little disappointed, but not much changes," Jaebum wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer, "You're still going to be with me."

"What's that supposed to mean?" you asked, letting your hands grip JB's upper arms for support.

Jaebum just grinned at you, and pressed his lips to yours. You didn't realize this before, but you missed the way he tasted. His kiss is different from everyone else's. It's so much more calm, but yet confident. Almost as if it requires no thought whatsoever. Your lips melt against his, and your arms wrap around his neck.

"Ah, Princess," he said, pulling away, "I could kiss your lips all night."

"Well, it's pretty much almost morning.." you said.

"Very true, I know your probably super tired."

You nodded and gave him a soft smile.

"I'll let you go, if you promise me two things." Jaebum said.

"What are they?" you asked, curiously.

"One, we get to hang out tomorrow. Or, technically today." he said, glancing at his watch.

"Okay, I can promise that," you pecked his cheek. "What else?"

"When you go back in Jackson's house, promise me you won't do anything stupid."

"Stupid meaning Jackson, right?"

"Yes."

"Alright, I promise."

Good thing he doesn't know Jinyoung is there too. He'd probably be a little more ticked off then. Jaebum gave you a last goodbye kiss, and you headed back inside. You made your way back into Jackson's room, and managed to squeeze in-between the two boys on the bed. Jackson mumbled something in his sleep that you can't understand (likely something in Chinese), and he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you against him. Jinyoung only tugged on the covers a bit. Neither of them woke up, thank goodness. Knowing that Yugyeom is okay, and Jaebum isn't mad at you, you easily fell asleep.

~~~~~~~~~
(WARNING: SOME SMUT)

"Y/N," you heard a raspy morning voice whisper in your ear, "Wake up, Angel."

Your eyes flutter open and you see Jinyoung with his elbow propped up on the pillow next to you. He gave you a soft smile, and chuckled at your likely confused expression. The memories of last night came rushing back to you, and you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes.

"What time is it?" you asked, sitting up.

"It's like 12:30 pm, I think," Jinyoung replied.

You looked around the room, and had to shield your eyes a bit. The light is pouring into the room from all of the open windows. You also noticed the slightest, lingering smell of sex.

"Where's Jackson?" you asked.

"He went to go get some breakfast," Jinyoung said, reaching his arm out to you.

He motioned for you to lay next to him, so you did. You rested your head on his chest, and watched it rise and fall as he breathed. You nearly fell back asleep because of how comfortable you are. Then, your stomach growled.

"Ya, when is Jackson coming back?" you whined.

"He should be back in like 15 minutes," Jinyoung said.

You pouted a bit, and Jinyoung chuckled.

"Do you miss him or something?" He asked, more teasingly.

You giggle and decide tease him a bit.

"Yes, I miss Jackson so much. It's no fun without him around," you say, glancing up at Jinyoung.

He frowned at you and took his arm back from around you. He crossed his arms and looked the other way.

"Why don't you just go cuddle with Jackson then?" He asked, with an attitude.

"Jinyoungie, I'm joking," you said finally, laughing a bit.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny," he said, sarcastically.

You rolled your eyes and climbed into his lap. You straddled his waist and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. He continued to pout, and you pulled away giggling.

"Ya, why are you pouting like a baby?" You asked, poking his puffed out cheek.

"Do you like Jackson more than me?" He asked.

You laughed a bit, until you realized he's serious. Is he jealous or something?

"Jinyoungie, are you jealous?" You asked, playfully.

"So what if I am," he snapped, defensively, "You seem to like him so much more than me. Last night, you were so much louder when he was fucking you than when I was."

"I like you both the same. You both are important to me." You said.

He didn't look convinced. His arms wrapped around your waist, and his hands connected at the small of your back.

"I don't know..." he trailed off, looking up at the ceiling.

"Look, Jackson is hot and fun to be with. I love fucking around with him. But, he'd never do the things we do. Remember the first time we fucked?" You asked him.

"Yeah," he grinned a bit, "that was great."

"You're so sexy and sadistic. Jackson could never make me scream like you do."

You whispered that last part in his ear and bit down on his ear lobe.

"Mm, you have a point there." He hummed, biting down softly on your neck.

"Besides, he's only fucked me once. You've fucked me twice," you added, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Make that three times," he mumbled against your lips.

"Wha-"

Before you could question it, Jinyoung had you pinned to the bed, and had already begun to lift your (Jackson's) shirt off. He threw it to the floor and immediately began kissing your neck, trailing down to your chest. You weren't wearing a bra, and Jinyoung began to leave love bites all over your boobs. He flicked his tongue around your nipple, causing you to whimper. Just then, your phone began ringing.

"Hold on a sec," you said, pushing Jinyoung's head away from your chest.

Jinyoung frowned as you reached for your phone on the nightstand. Mark is calling you. You laid back in your place on the bed and pressed index finger to your lips. You motioned for Jinyoung to be quiet and he nodded. Then, you answered the phone.

"Hello?" You said into the phone.

"Hey, Y/N! What's up?" Mark's voice said through the phone.

"Oh, I just woke up."

"You slept this damn late? Geez, what were you doing last night that made you so tired?"

"Just some ...cleaning and stuff."

"Sounds suspicious, but okay."

Mark's chuckle caused you to smile a bit. Jinyoung cocked a brow at you.

"Who is it?" Jinyoung whispered/asked.

"Mark," you mouthed to him.

He nodded, and then an evil grin spread across his face. He came towards you and began sucking on your nipple again. You tried to push his head away with your free hand, but he grabbed your wrist and pinned it to the bed.

"Ah, fuck," you muttered.

"What was that?" Mark asked, curiously.

Fuck, he heard you. You tried to kick Jinyoung off of you, but he's on top of your legs. His tongue continued to flick against your nipple, and you felt his free hand travel down your stomach.

"Oh, nothing. That was just- no, stop it!" You hissed at Jinyoung.

Needless to say, he wasn't listening. His hand already made it under the sweatpants your wearing. He rubbed you softly and began kissing your neck.

"Stop what? Y/N, what are you doing?" Mark asked through the phone.

"It's nothing. I'm just yelling at the TV," you lied, stifling a whimper.

"Oh, well I wanted to see if you wanted to go do something with me today."

"Like what?"

"I don't know yet. Want to meet up at like 2?"

Jinyoung pressed two fingers in you suddenly, and you gasped at the feeling. Jinyoung smirked and began to move down lower. He let go of your wrist, giving you the chance to slap his arm. You scowled at him, and he covered his mouth to laugh.

"2:00 is fiNE," you raised your voice a bit at the last part of the sentence, because Jinyoung suddenly pulled your sweatpants down all the way.

With his two fingers still inside you, he started to eat you out. Your eyes rolled back at the sudden warm feeling.

"Damn, what TV show are you watching that has you so upset?" Mark asked.

"It's that Kdrama that Jinyoung was in. I forget the name of it," you lied.

Jinyoung's tongue sped up as he licked your clit. He curled his fingers inside you, and you had to cover your mouth with your free hand.

"Oh yeah? His acting is pretty good." Mark said.

"Really? I think his acting is kind of corny and annoying."

Jinyoung pulled away from your body and looked truly offended at your words. He pulled his fingers out of you and sat on the corner of the bed. He looks hurt, like you just crushed his dreams.

"Oh, I mean I guess it can be a little corny sometimes," Mark replied.

"Yeah. Anyways, I have to go. I'll see you at 2:00." You said, hurriedly.

"Okay, see you later! Bye."

You hung up the phone and put it aside. Jinyoung is still sitting across from you on the bed, frowning.

"My acting is corny?" Jinyoung asked, looking like a wounded puppy.

"No, I only said that to make you stop. If I moaned out loud, Mark would have found out about all of this." You explained.

"So..... you think my acting is good then?" He asked.

"Yes, Jinyoungie."

"Oh, okay."

His grin returned and you giggled.

"Would you like me to continue, Angel?" He asked you, returning to his position between your legs.

"Yes please."

~~~~~~~~~~

Hello!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I updated it a little early because I am already mostly done with the next chapter.

Also, I wanted to tell you guys about my BxB Kpop Smut book. I just updated a Jinson (Jackson x Jinyoung) chapter! You guys should go check it out. ;)

~MIA