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Lalisa's POV

I put on a sweater and head downstairs, everyone wanted to have a bonfire, so we're having one. Nice huh? "Lalisa." I hear my name. I turn and see BamBam. "Hi," I say with a smile. "Can I walk you out?" He asks. Hmm, how strange.

"Sure," I say. We walk out to the gigantic backyard, a huge bonfire is lit and everyone looks all cozy. CL and Jackson snuggled up together, Gummy and Namjoon together. All the other guys laughing and smacking each other around. I feel him grab my wrist and he pulls me to sit next to him.

"Here, we can share a blanket." He suggests. Chanyeol has a guitar in his hand, and he seems to be tuning it. "He loves playing the guitar, I hear him playing in his room all the time," BamBam tells me. When Chanyeol seems to have his guitar tuned he looks at Gummy. I look at her too.

"Namjoon, I want to sing you something I've been working on for a while." My heart starts to pound as she tells him. His eyes light up. "Okay." He says. She doesn't look nervous at all. She looks at Chanyeol and he starts to play, it seems to me that they have collaborated on a song together. She lets him strum a couple of chords before singing.

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As she sings and Chanyeol plays his guitar I see Namjoon staring at her, like she's the only person here. I smile and listen to her beautiful voice. I see CL leaning against Jackson. Are they together? Mm. I feel a tingle in the back of my head, I turn a see Kunpimook Bhuwakul looking at me. I mean, BamBam.

His eyes search my face before looking into my eyes. I stare back at him, my cheeks heating up. "I thought I was never going to see you again." He whispers in Thai, my heart starts to pound quickly. "I dreamt about you for months." What's going on here?

"Maybe I'm stupid, but when we were friends... I didn't think of you as a friend." I'm barely even blinking. "BamBam! Stop talking Thai! You know we can't understand!" Vernon yells. BamBam's face heats up, that's why he told me in Thai, he knows he'll get in trouble. He just better not let Namjoon hear, he understands. "I'm confessing to you because I know this mission can take lives, I'm praying that it won't take yours. But mine instead."

I shake my head, "No, we'll all make it out okay." I answer him in Thai. He grins and slowly shakes his head. "I'll stop at nothing to keep you safe." He says. I stare at his face for a while, why? Why did I have to meet him again this way? It's not a lie that I had feelings for him when we were friends, but he confesses to me now?

I slowly look away from him and look back at Gummy who's finishing up her song, does Namjoon have watery eyes? Whaaaat the fuck? Haha. I unexpectedly lean against BamBam, and he doesn't move. I feel his hand on the blanket, he holds my hand. I can't help but blush really hard. I hold his hand back and cover myself with the blanket.

Everyone claps like crazy when Gummy is done with her song. Namjoon grabs her face and kisses her. "You sing so beautiful," I say when they pull away. She smiles, "Thank you, ever since I was little I wanted to write songs and sing on a stage." She explains I see the sadness in her eyes.

"But you know.." her smile goes away and she grins. Namjoon pulls her close to him and she closes her eyes, pressing her head against his chest. Chanyeol plays a couple of tunes for us, he also has a beautiful voice. "You want an s'more?" I hear in my ear. I smile, "Is this why you asked me if I liked them?" I look at him. "Ah, yeah." He laughs.

I nod. He disconnects our hands and quietly pulls out marshmallows, chocolate, and gram crackers. "Aye!!! BamBam is making s'mores!" Someone yells. "Awe shit, this might be the only one you'll have tonight." He laughs. Everyone runs over and grabs whatever they need to make s'mores.

He makes me a perfect s'more, the marshmallow is roasted to a golden color. I watch him put it together and he hands it to me. I smile, "Thank you." I say, taking it from him. I notice that everyone took all the ingredients to make the s'mores. I take a bite of mine and nudge him. He turns and looks at me, "We'll share." I say.

He smiles and takes a bite of mine and hands it back, "Aye! I want to share with Lalisa!", "Yeah, me too." Several of the guys say. I blush. "Leave her alone." BamBam. "Uuuuuuu, BamBam do you like Lalisa? That's against the rules." Someone adds. I bite my lip and stare at the fire, no one would understand, we've known each other before all of this.

But even then it would all still be against the rules, not that I plan on doing anything with BamBam. It's just hard sitting next to him and feeling everything I did in the past. "We're friends." I hear him tell the others, I slowly nod. Yeah, friends. That's what we have to be, for the sake of this mission to keep me safe and to keep him safe.

I could feel Namjoon's eyes burning into my soul and it makes me wish that I could turn into a little mole rat and dig into the dirt underneath me. He knows what's going on, he knows that BamBam and I like each other. He possibly even understood what BamBam and I were saying to each other. He doesn't want me like anyone, or vise versa for that matter. He's been really strict about that lately, but I guess he failed by having BamBam on the team.

I really have to push myself with these feelings, I can't do this. Who knows how things will be if we're out fighting and I get killed, what would he do then? I wouldn't want to know because something always happens.

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Jackson's POV
•Later that night•
Destination: CL's room

I take a deep breath, looking at myself in the mirror. I shake my fingers through my hair, "I should brush my teeth." I whisper to myself. I walk into the bathroom, grabbing my toothbrush as clean my teeth. I take care of business and check myself out again, I nod.

I walk over to my dresser, and grab a t-shirt, that if she doesn't even want to have sex and I'm jumping to conclusions? I shouldn't jump to conclusions, should I? Awe shit, okay. Stop being a bitch Jackson, if she wants to just lay down, that'd be better too.

I walk over to my door and take a deep breath before walking out into the dark hallway, everyone should be asleep. My mouth becomes dry as I walk over to the door of her room. I keep my eyes on the other doors as I slowly bring my knuckle to the door and knock. My heart pounding. I hear the doorknob and I quickly take my hand away from the door. The door slowly opens and her face is in view, my eyes lock with hers.

She smiles a nervous one. She opens the door wider and I'm able to get a good look at her, okay... it's totally about sex. My eyes are unable to look away from what she's wearing, she looks adorable for some reason. When girls wear huge things it makes me feel hot. She wore an oversized jean jacket, and I think that's it.

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She steps aside and I walk in, she closes the door and leans against it, locking it. I face her and she looks up at me. "What is it exactly, that you want?" I ask. She stares at me. "Isn't it obvious?" She asks, picking up one of her feet and running her ankle up against my leg before wrapping her leg around my waist and pulling me towards her.

I hadn't noticed that she's not wearing her choker, and it makes me feel special because I know that her neck is where she's self-conscious. I upward body roll into her, setting my hand on the door. I feel her move her pelvis into me, it's enough to change my persona.

I grab her other leg and wrap it around my waist as well, setting my hand on her waist and push her into the door. She yanks off my shirt, I should have known I didn't have to wear it. Our breaths pick up, though we haven't done much. She pulls the back of my neck and connects our lips. Hungry for each other, our lips demanding of each other.

I can taste the mint in her breath. She locks her arms around my shoulder, lifting herself off the door and on me. Her legs are soft against my waist, I lock my arms under her ass and walk over to her bed. I sit her down and part our lips, her eyes lock with mine. "Are you sure you want this?" I ask, I'm worried that she doesn't and it'll bring back unneeded memories.

She doesn't say anything, instead, she unbuttons her jacket. It slowly comes undone and her skin is in view, all of it. Not another piece of fabric is in view. My eyes scan over her body, all her curves. I feel myself become hard, I haven't seen a naked woman in years. Porn doesn't count, neither do magazines, that's still porn.

I gently set my hands on her sides, not daring to touch anywhere else. I run my thumbs up and down her skin in small circles, she's unbelievably soft. She arches her back into my touch, then she throws her jacket and I hear it hit the floor. She scoots herself forward and my chest touches hers. She kisses my collarbone, I run my hands to her back, running them up and down her skin.

Her lips kissing up my neck, I feel my legs go weak. I try not to dig my nails into her when she sucks on my skin. I let out a breath and close my eyes as she makes her mark on me. I nearly choke when I feel her hand touch me, softly grasping my hard member. She begins to shift a lot on the bed, I'm making her wait too long.

"You didn't answer me," I whisper in her ear, I feel her back arch. "Are you sure you want this?" I ask again, this time I want an answer. "Yes." She says right away. I take my turn and push her down on the bed, her hair fanning out on the sheets. I set my lips on her hip, slowly kissing up her stomach, she lifts herself into my face. I softly grip her breast in my hands before kissing her lips.

My hips have a mind of their own and roll into her, she wraps her legs around my waist. For a while, our hips were just rolling into each other constantly. I know she can feel me through my basketball shorts. Her hands push down my shorts and boxers until they fall down my legs and I kick them off. She pulls away from me and looks down at it, I stare at her face.

She stares at it for a while, maybe she thinks it's ugly. "Is there something wrong?" I force myself to ask. She looks up at me, her beautiful eyes locking with mine. "I want to be on top." She says, making my heart stop. "Okay," I say right away.

Questions run into my head, oh my gosh... will she know what to do? Of course not. Should I even be questioning the fact that she wants to be on top? Hell no. Should I stop my stupid thoughts? Yes.

At this moment, I do what she wants and turn on my back. I use my tongue to give my lips moisture.

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CL's POV

I sit on top of him and I'm terrified, I don't know what to do. I've never had sex, I was a virgin when I was raped. He doesn't touch me, I think he knows I'm nervous. "Do you need help?" He asks. I bite my lip and nod. We switch our position, he sits up and leans against the bed frame.

He's slow with me, he doesn't rush me. I take a deep breath before I set a hand on his shoulder, my other hand lightly grabbing his member. I don't look at him, I can't. I feel embarrassed that I'm taking things into my own hands. I slowly enter him, gasping as his size takes my breath away. I slowly lower myself to sit down fully on his hips.

Oh gosh, he's there.. he's inside me. Dear God, I can't die from this right? I'll be fine? I know Jackson would never hurt me, but I'd like to think that it will be nice. I need to shut out all my thoughts, it's ruining the moment.

I finally look at him and he pushes my hair out of my face, "You feel okay?" He asks, I nod. It feels so weird how my insides tighten with him filling me up. He only sets his hands on my back, not pulling or pushing. He runs his hands up and down my spine, trying to soothe me. The heat in my loins seem to grow hotter the longer I wait. I wrap my arms around his neck and move my hips forward, "Slowly." He whispers in my ear making my stomach tingle.

If his voice was never hot before, it's very hot now. I don't feel much at first, it just feels like nothing is happening. I'm thinking too much, stop thinking so much.

"There's no rush." He kisses my neck, a certain sensation runs through my body making me want more. My breath picks up and I hold on tighter to him, I finally feel it. I feel his fingers tighten on my skin, I hear him make a small sound. I move my hips at a constant pace, taking it slow like he did for me to. He kisses my neck and collarbone, I throw my head back and try to breathe correctly as pleasure is intense.

I arch my back when I feel him slowly moving his hips into me. A sound leaves my lips and I bite my lip, trying to stay quiet. He pulls my back so my chest is against his once again, and this time he sets his other hand on my hip. In time we were at a faster pace and I'm holding on tight to him as he thrusted up into me.

I pull on his shoulders and lay back so that he's on top of me, this is definitely better. I set my feet on the bed and spread my knees, pulling my hips upwards towards his. He kisses my lips, as he's slower with his thrusts. "I want to hear you.." he whispers out of breath. Unexpectedly, his hand touches my core, his hand seems to know what to do, well too.

The way he touched me, with such skill. He gets his wish as I let out a sound, I somehow spread my legs more and push into his touch. He sucks on my neck as his hips pick up speed again. "-ah- Jackson," I whisper I'm confused when he pulls out. I look at him, disappointed. "We don't have protection." He says. "But..." I don't say anything more, he's right. We should have honestly thought this out better.

He leaves his hand at my core and keeps me going. I arch my back as his fingers make me feel amazing, never in my life have I felt so good. My hands gripping the sheets for dear life as my walls clinch. I'm about to make a sound when there's a knock at the door. I smack my hand over my mouth and look at Jackson terrified.

He sets a finger on his mouth before getting up and pulling on his boxers, he fixes his hair. I pull the covers over my body and turn on my stomach to see who it is. I see Namjoon peak his face into the room with that dimpled smile on his face. He hands Jackson something before leaving down the hall. Jackson closes and locks the door, looking at me with a smile.

"What was that about?" I ask. He opens his hand and a line of four condoms fall from his fingers. I smile. He tears one off and walks over to me on the bed as I sit up, dropping the sheets off my body. He tears the wrapper and takes the protective rubber out. In seconds we were back on the bed, we smile at each other as he brings himself over me again. Back to the position we were in before, I like him on top.

Though I do like to be on top as well, we take turns being dominant with each other. Sweating on each other and feeling things I never knew I could.

At one point his face was in between my legs making me a mess, it made me grateful that I had tailored myself down there. My body reacted is all sorts of ways, he'd just laugh and continue. He knows what he's doing, I can't believe that this is a thing. I know guys can have oral, I never knew girls could. I have never heard of girls getting stuff like this done to them, I've only heard about guys. Hmp, typical.

"J-Jackson," I whisper through hiccups as my body stiffens. He links his arms around my thighs, holding me in place. I set my hands on his as my back arches and my body shakes. I would never have guessed that Jackson has such a skillful mouth. I know he's done this before, no guy just does this to a girl out of nowhere and is really good at it at their first try.

I feel myself go cross-eyed, if I bite any harder on my lip I'll draw blood. He hums against my lips in a questioning tone, I quickly nod. "Yes," I answer him, he then starts to growl like a dog. I gasp and he assaults me until I feel unbelievably great and my body relaxes.

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Jackson's POV

I smile and lay back as she presses herself against me and sucks on my collarbone, somewhere I can hide with my shirt. We were together for what felt like hours, clearly an exaggeration. Her skin still soft, oh, how I love her skin. She lays her head on my shoulder and drapes her arm over my chest. "Does this mean I'm yours now, you've marked your territory," I whisper. She laughs, "Sure." She says. I look down at her. "No really," I whisper.

She doesn't even look at me, "Then what was the point of tonight? You don't want to be with me?" I ask. "Jackson, we can talk about this in the morning." She says, slowly rolling off of me and facing the other way. "No, really. Tell me, are we together or not?" I ask sitting up. "You're acting like a real bitch, you know that? Why does it matter, shouldn't you be happy you got laid?" My eyebrows knit.

"It's not even about that, if you just wanted to lay in bed together, I would have been fine with that too," I tell her. "Drop it, Jackson." She growls. "I think I deserve an answer from you, stop pushing me away." It's quiet. I nod to myself, getting the idea, her silence is my answer. She obviously doesn't take this seriously, she doesn't take my feelings for her seriously. "Okay, nice." I get out of bed and pull on my boxers and my clothes, but she doesn't move.

I give her a quick look before walking out of the room, closing the door behind me. I stand in the dark hallway staring ahead into nothing, I then walk back to my room. I let out a breath when I'm in my room, leaning against the door and staring forward. I lift my hand to touch the mark she made on my collarbone. I throw my hand down viciously.

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