I heard his breath hitch, saw his hand curl into the sheet, and I took him in my mouth, feeling his length go to the back of my throat, gagging me. I ignored it, wanting only to please him, to make him feel good.

~♡~

"Ahhhhh, fuuuucckk," he growled, his hips thrusting up, one hand now on my head, fingers folding into my hair. "S-shit...baby...don't stop" he grumbled, his thrusts getting faster.

I was so wet I could feel it on my thighs, and it surprised me, because I'd never experienced being aroused to that extreme before. At this point though, if all I got to do was please him, I was beyond happy with that.

I bobbed my head, my gag reflex having disappeared, and I loved the way he was responding to my touch. I loved touching him. This really was a dream come true. Maybe I wasn't being punished after all, because this felt like the most amazing gift, to be able to touch him, taste him, just be with him this way.

I let him fall from my mouth, moving up to position myself over him, reaching down and grabbing him. He watched me, a look of wide eyed wonder on his face, and as I lowered myself onto him, I leaned down, pressing my lips to his.

His hands found my hair, fingers sliding thru it as he deepened the kiss, and he moaned into my mouth as I moved my hips up and down, clenching my walls around him, feeling his length fill me up.

The heat was building in the pit of my stomach, and I could feel a jolt of pleasure with each thrust of his hips up against me. His hands roamed my body, leaving me tingling everywhere he touched me, his lips still on mine, as he sucked my tongue into his mouth.

We moved with each other, our hands going every place they could reach, our lips connected as if drawn by a magnet. It was a dance I could have danced for the rest of time.

I felt the beginnings of my orgasm, seconds later feeling every muscle in my body clenching as the waves of pleasure overtook me, and I pulled my lips from his, crying out in ecstasy. I felt his hands on my hips, and then he grunted, his fingers digging into me as he thrust his hips up, holding me tight to him, his eyes closed and his head tilted back into the pillow.

"Fucking shit...holy fucking shit..." he breathed out as his body trembled, his legs shaking as his hips pumped in slow motion, releasing inside me.

Obviously, neither one of us had thought about protection, this time, or last, and I assumed it was because we both knew that this wasn't reality for me, and we didn't really need to worry about anything, all things considered.

I let my body relax, gently collapsing against him, his arms closing around me, and I stayed right where I was, in no hurry to move.

JINS POV

We arrived home from Myeongdong, everyone having their arms loaded with bags of groceries and what not. I wanted to put mine down so I could check on Taehyung, because I was concerned about him. He didn't seem to be in a good place the previous night when he'd arrived home.

The others were all ahead of me, mainly because I was carrying the most so it slowed me down a bit. They all placed their bags in the kitchen on the floor, and disappeared, leaving me to put everything away. This was always the case, no one wanting to help with that part. Taehyung was the only one who ever helped, always asking me where he should put things. But of course, I was on my own today.

I didn't mind, because I was the one who did most of the cooking, so I preferred to put it all away so I knew where everything was.

I kicked the door shut behind me and walked to the table to set my bags down, noticing the piece of paper there in the middle. I picked it up, reading over it slowly, confused.

Hey guys, I hope you had a good time shopping, sorry I missed it. Just wanted to let you know that I'll be staying elsewhere for the week. I'm fine, so don't worry about me. I'll be back when our time off is over, ready to go back to work, unless we get called in before that. Tae

Staying elsewhere? Was he talking about Delaney's? I knew he had gotten close to her, and if that was the case, it was fine, he was a grown man and could do what he wanted. But I was still concerned about the way he had come home last night. He was upset about something.

"JIMIN-AH..."

If anyone knew anything, it would be Jimin. He and Tae were very close, and if something was bothering Tae, I knew he went to Jimin first.

He came trotting thru the door, slightly breathless. "What are you yelling for Hyung?"

"Where's Taehyung?"

He looked at me blankly. "His...room?"

I shook my head and waved the piece of paper towards him, and he came and took it from me, reading over it. I watched his face change, a look of worry making his brows furrow.

"Ugh, damn it."

"What's going on, Jimin? Where's Tae?"

He took a breath. "I don't know for sure, but if I had to guess, I'd say he's at Delaney's apartment."

"And this is a problem, why?"

"Because hyung, he shouldn't be getting involved with her. He's going to get hurt."

"He's a big boy Jimin, we can't control every move he makes. And we can't tell him who he can or can't get involved with. Delaney's a sweet girl, why do you automatically assume that she'll hurt him?"

"You don't understand, hyung." He ran his hand thru his hair, pushing it back only for it to fall back over his forehead, and I could see the pained concern on his face.

"So explain what it is I don't understand."

"I shouldn't, Tae asked me not to say anything."

I saw the conflicted look on his face, and I knew he wanted to talk about it.

"If Tae's wellbeing is at stake, you shouldn't keep it to yourself. How bad could it be though? You can only assume he'll get hurt, you don't know that for sure."

"I do know it for sure, hyung, and Taehyung knows it too."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Tae knows he's going to get hurt?" I questioned, now more confused than before.

Jimin sighed, his head going back as he stared at the ceiling for half a minute.

"I think you better sit down hyung, you're not going to believe this when I tell you."

I looked at him, seeing that he was serious as he watched me pull out a chair, lowering myself into it slowly, not really sure I wanted to know anymore. But I was the oldest, It was up to me to make sure all these guys were okay. I loved every one of them like a brother, and I wouldn't let any of them get hurt, if I could help it.

Jimin spent the next half hour telling me about Delaney, and I'll admit, at first, I refused to believe him. But as he told me everything Taehyung had told him, I slowly let the information sink in, and realized that as bizarre as it all sounded, what reason did Jimin, or Tae, or even Delaney, for that matter, have to lie?

Sure, I guess Delaney could be making it all up just to try to get close to Tae, but if she was going to make something up, why would she claim to be 51 and married, with kids. That wouldn't do anything to help her, in fact, it would serve more to scare Taehyung away.

I couldn't think of a single reason not to believe that what Jimin was telling me was true, as much as I wanted to, and now, after hearing it all, I understood why he was worried that Tae was going to get hurt. He was absolutely right.

Tae had lost loved ones, too many, and he certainly didn't need to lose anyone else. He was still healing. Even though he wouldn't lose Delaney to death, it might feel like it. The day would come when she would just be gone, back to whatever reality she came from.

"Jimin, what makes you think he is going to remember anything once she's gone? Wouldn't you think he would have no recollection of the time she was here? I mean, I've never gone thru anything like this, or known anyone who has, but you would think that once her wish ended, and everything went back to normal for them, that they wouldn't remember anything."

"Maybe hyung, I don't know. If that's what will happen, then I guess there's nothing wrong with him living in the moment. But he's going to be heartbroken the last few days she's here, and you know it. As it gets closer to the day she won't be around anymore, he'll shut down, and shut all of us out."

Jimin was right. But if the next day, everything was back to normal, then it seemed only right to let Taehyung help Delaney with her wish. If he knew she wouldn't be here forever, and he was willing to go thru the pain of losing her, there really wasn't anything any of us could do about it.

"I know it'll be hard, Jimin, but we just have to trust his judgement. He knows what he's in for, and all we can do is be there for him as much as he'll let us once her days are drawing to an end. This is Kim Taehyung we're talking about, and you know he's just doing what he does. He's being very selfless, helping her, knowing that she'll not be around forever. I'm proud of him, and you should be too."

Jimin swallowed, looking a bit ashamed. "I never thought about it like that. I told him to stay away from her, because I don't want to see him get hurt again. He doesn't deserve it. How can someone so good, so giving, deserve to keep going thru the pain of losing the people he loves?"

I smiled, putting a hand over his on the table. "Taehyung is full of love for so many people, Jimin, that I'm afraid he will go thru life experiencing the pain of loss more often then the rest of us. He feels differently than we do. He makes friends more easily than most people, because he is so good, and pure, and everyone is drawn to him. It's impossible not to love him."

He nodded, resigned to the fact that Tae would likely experience so much more pain in his life due to his loving personality and ability to see good in everyone.

"But I wouldn't say he's just doing what he does, hyung. He has feelings for her. He isn't just doing this out of the goodness of his heart."

I shrugged. "Well, if that's true, then he will need us even more. Now the question is, do we tell the others, and let Tae know that we all know, or keep it from him, and just try to be there for him?"

"He asked me not to repeat what he told me. But I'm more worried about him than I am about whether he'll be mad at me or not. Whatever you think is best, hyung."

I thought for a minute, deciding that Taehyung didn't need to know that any of us except Jimin knew, but I was going to tell the others one at a time, because I knew they would all react the same way I had, or worse if your name is Namjoon, and I didn't want it from all of them at the same time.

"I'll handle it Jimin. But we won't tell Tae that any of us know. If he happens to share any other information with you about it though, please let me know. I know he talks to you, especially when he's upset, so I'm counting on you to keep an eye on him."