After lunch, you stayed to chat some more with your aunt and play with Zack until Uncle Jim, Aunt Beth's husband, arrived from a flight. You left knowing that your uncle needs to rest and spend time with his family. You called for an Uber and asked to be taken back to the hotel.

An hour later, you leave the window that had a perfect view of the city. You've been staring out there and contemplating over the fact that you decided to back out from your plan. Kyoung-Mi had texted you if you'd be joining them in partying tonight. You decided not to go. This night will just be for yourself, you thought. You need to sort out your feelings. Like what your sister said, if you like Yoongi, then let it just be him, and same with Dylan. 

Because the rest of your evening is vacant after backing out from your plan, you thought of getting some sleep. After trying so many times, you gave up because you feel so tense. You need to unwind and relax your tensed muscles, so you decided to take a few lapses at the hotel's indoor pool area. You check your phone and see that Yoongi hasn't texted you since last night.

The pool area was empty, to your relief. You just want a quiet moment by yourself, not having to think of Dylan or Yoongi. You love swimming so you relish the water as soon as you enter it. You were on your third lap when you hear voices and you felt people diving in the water. Great, you thought, now your peace and quiet had gotten interrupted. You do another lap before you decide to exit the water. The cool air hits you and you hurriedly walked toward your towel.

"Y/N?" You turn and saw Jay in the water, smiling at you.

"Hey, didn't you go to the staff party?" You ask him as you walk towards him, drying yourself with the towel.

"I had to clear up the alcohol off my system first. Damn, I can't remember when the last time was since I drank that much. Yoongi and I were totally wasted." He laughed. 

Someone emerges from the water at the other side of the pool, and the just mentioned guy appears shaking his head before he draws his hair away from his eyes. Yoongi notices you and he swims in your direction. You inwardly panic because how will you explain to him that you have a room in a hotel, by yourself, when everyone knew you're with your aunt?

"Did he tell you we'd be here?" Jay asks you, interrupting your thoughts.

You shake your head. "No, I just wanted to spend some alone time and stretch out my sore muscles. I had the place by myself before you guys came in."

 "What a perfect timing huh?" Jay chuckles as Yoongi emerges from the water. He brushes his hair with two hands before looking up at you.

"Y/N." He said his eyes scanning your body in your plain black one-piece swimsuit. Without a word, he gets out of the water and walks towards you. 

You try not to let your eyes drift past his neck but of course, you did, and you see the difference his body is from then to now. His shoulders are broader, the rest of him well toned, obviously he's been working out. His tattoo is on full display and he's wearing a pair of black swimming trunks. You try not to let your eyes wander in that area too much, but you do anyway because you are a nasty, smutty, cheater. These were the words that were running through your head. No matter how much you try, you just couldn't make yourself stay away from Yoongi, especially when fate keeps on making you run into each other.   

Yoongi takes the towel you were holding from your hand and without a word starts to wrap it around your torso.

"What the hell are you doing?" You ask him as you eye Jay who was laughing quietly before he moves into the water.

"Cover yourself Y/N, there are other people here." He simply answers.

"Where? This place is literally empty except for us." You respond.

"Jay is here." He answers.

"But he's married, and he's not that kind of guy." You argue.

"He's still a man and even if he's my friend, thoughts run inside his head." He argues back.

"Seriously?" You cry out, even Dylan never behaved like this with you except when you wear a skimpier suit. But what you're wearing is very modest, that's why you brought it with you. It's not the kind that'll draw attention at all.

You sigh in resignation. "Go back and continue swimming Yoongi. I'm done anyway." 

He smirks in reply. "Good girl, do that and go. I don't think I can keep my hands to myself if you stay longer. I'll talk to you later." He replies as he rubs your exposed arms. He gives out a loud sigh when you removed the towel, he wrapped around you as you walked away.

"Keep it on." He yells at you. You turn your head and childishly stuck your tongue out at him.

"You're going to pay for that." He calls out at you again. You feel excitement crawl down your spine as you silently replied. I will be looking forward to that. Shut up Y/N! You scold yourself. You may have walked away from the source of your temptation, but your mind and your body wouldn't just stay quiet. 

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An hour later, Yoongi calls you. You've been trying to come up with an excuse for why you're in this room, but no sensible answer comes into your mind.

"Ya, where are you?" He asks as soon as you answer your phone.

"In my room." You reply. Here we go, you brace yourself for his next reaction.

"What do you mean in your room? I've been knocking and ringing the doorbell, and no one is opening the door." His voice sounds like he is really annoyed.

You know he is at the room you've shared with Kyoung-Mi.

"Not in that room, I'm in a different one." You slowly answered. You had no intention of telling him that you're still in the hotel, but you're cornered. Everyone else expected you to be staying with Aunt Beth tonight. It seems like you have no choice now, so, you told him the room number and gave him instructions to take the stairwell one floor down from where his room is. You've already showered and have dressed in a pair of plain white lounge pajamas. Nothing is flattering about it; your hair tied in a messy bun after you've dried it earlier. Nothing inviting for him to think that you've intended to sleep with him tonight. 

"Why are you in a different room?" He asks you still on the phone as he makes his way to you.

"Well, it's because I'd rather have a room for myself." You simply explained. When your doorbell rings and you know he's standing outside. Your hands turn clammy and cold as you walked towards the door.

 When you open it, he still has his phone in his hand, and he hasn't ended the call yet. His hair is still damp, and a silly grin was on his face as he steps into the room, shutting the door behind him. He looks around as he closes his phone. 

"So, you've got this room for yourself, one floor from where I am, in the same wing. If I didn't know you, I'd say you're stalking me. But, since our case is different, I'd think you planned this for a reason." His smile broadens as he moves towards you until you can feel his breath on your face.

No, you've backed out from your plan, and you do not want to do it anymore. It's hard to keep that in mind that in mind when he's this close.

"What's your reason Y/N?" He asks you as he tucks some loose hair from your face behind your ear.

"So, what's your reason?" He asks you for the second time when you didn't answer. He draws you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your waist. He couldn't get his silly grin off his face, and it was starting to make you feel flustered.

"I had a plan, but I changed my mind." You decided to tell him the truth.

"You changed your mind? Why?" He asks you.

"Because I just did." You reply with a scowl as you look up at him.

He touched your eyebrows smoothing the lines in between to stop you from scowling at him.

"Is there any way for me to change your mind, hmm?" He asks, his tone dropping down lower that it sounds so seductive. "It's my first time seeing you in a swimsuit earlier. It messed up my head so bad."

"There's nothing fancy about it." You reply.

"But it triggered my thoughts." He paused as his hands roam up and down your back. "It's been so long Y/N but I still have a picture of your body in my head." He slowly ran his tongue across his lower lip, and you feel your body come alive just from that. You realized your mistake, you shouldn't have let him inside your room. It would be hard to stick with your decision not to push through with your plans anymore.

"We have the whole night until the whole day tomorrow." He bends low, his lips moving at the arch of your neck before going up to your ear. As he exhales against your skin, his hot breath made you shiver. His tongue traces the lobe of your ear before his teeth gently nibble on it.

"Is it still a no?" He asks you.

When you remain quiet, he presses his hips against yours making you feel he is starting to get hard. It's been eight years since you were last together, and you can still remember that night when you first got to experience sex. Yoongi back then has shown he knows his way in bed. You can tell now that he's gotten more experienced, and you're slightly intimidated by that. He gently rubs his nose against yours before giving it a peck then his lips lands on your cheek and then your lips. He nibbles on your lower lip before his tongue traces it, just as he did with his own lips earlier.

"What's your answer now?" He asks you. A hand goes underneath your shirt touching the skin at your back lightly running his fingers over it, finding the sensitive spot near your waist. His hands go over your bottom, pausing and waiting for you to stop him. When you don't, he cups it to draw you closer to him, grinding himself painstakingly slow against you.

You had to lean towards him as your knees buckle, you can feel him hard now and it was too tempting for you to resist. He suddenly loosens his hold on you before he completely removes his hands away. You almost whimper in frustration and he could see it written all over your face.

He smirks victoriously.

"I'm guessing it's a no." He sighs as he steps back.

Ok, that's it, you tell yourself. You've had enough of his teasing.

"Sit down Yoongi." You tell him pushing him towards the nearby chair before you turn your back and you walk away towards the bathroom. You strip your clothes off and changed.

You stare at yourself in the bathroom mirror, and you shut your eyes as you removed your engagement ring and placed it inside a pouch.