author's note: hey there guys, the new chapter is here! I took into consideration your replies to my question in the previous chapters, so here it is. I hope you like it. As a way to thank the people that showed engagement answering my question in the last chapter, I'm dedicating this one to them! ^_^ Enjoy, guys!

P.S. There is another question for you at the end of that chapter!

This chapter is dedicated to:

Jiminstat

uptaeted

meow9856428

Trintoo

ooh_songpa

WARNING: The following text contains mature content! If you're not comfortable with such, please don't proceed!

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"Well?" Jin repeated, clearly running out of patience.

My eyes repeatedly darted to and fro Taehyung and Jimin. I suddenly felt like that kid in school the teacher asks a question and all the other kids stare at them. My stomach turned upside down and I gulped loudly.

The truth was, I really didn't want to cause any nuisance to any of the boys. Taehyung and Jimin had gotten in a fight just because of me. Jimin's lips were swollen because of me. Jin was standing there with us, out in the cold, just because of me.

Moreover, as much as I felt for him, I was still kind of pissed at Jimin. I was outraged at the fact that he had thought it would be okay to get drunk and come by to yell under my window. This wasn't college and we weren't just a bunch of kids messing around. They were grown up men. This wasn't normal.

"I'm sorry," I broke the thick silence that weighed over our shoulders. I glanced up to look at Jimin. "I can't go with you to the hospital. Today was... too much. And I really need to rest," my eyebrows dipped slightly as I offered him an apologetic look.

This was still partially true. By that moment, I was heavily sleep-deprived and felt as though I was going to pass out.

The other part of the truth, though, was that I was slightly scared of what Taehyung would do if I go with Jimin.

He had already started a fight over something so insignificant as Jimin helping me out with my car battery. What else was he capable of doing?

I really didn't want to think about that.

"So I think that settles that," Jin inhaled sharply, turning around to wall to his car. He glanced over his shoulder to call out to Jimin. "Come on, I hope Dr. Song would be available this time of night."

His expression practically unreadable, Jimin's eyes didn't leave mine. He stared at me intently for a couple more seconds before his arms fell to his sides in defeat. "Good," he uttered through gritted teeth, spinning on his heel to follow his hyung.

I turned around to look at Taehyung. His face was radiating with a triumphant glow, even though I could tell he was trying to suppress it in front of me. "That's my girl," he beamed proudly, pulling me closer to him. I could hear the low rumble of the engine of Jin's car in the distance. They were already going.

I was unsympathetic. "Hey, what made you think you're still coming up with me?" I scowled and Taehyung's face fell.

His grip on my waist loosened, his smile slowly fading away.

"I'm joking," I stifled a grin and his shoulders relaxed, a relieved sigh forced its way up his throat.

"You really like it when you have me around your finger, don't you?" he bit his lower lip.

I didn't reply, mostly because my mind was already blank. I didn't mind having Taehyung over at my place, I just wasn't really sure if I was in the same mood I was in before Jimin interrupted us. We walked up the stairs to my apartment in silence, no one of us peeping a word before walking into my apartment.

Sighing heavily, I let my hair free from the messy bun and fall down over my shoulders. I turned around to look at Taehyung. "Hey, are you hungry-" was all I could say before I felt him crash his soft lips against mine, shutting me up immediately. His hands ran up my thighs and to my waist.

Magnetically, my fingers found their way up his neck, tugging on his hazel lustrous locks. I felt him moan into the kiss as I arched my back against the wall, pressing my chest into his even harder.

Taehyung's hands swiftly traveled to my hips, lifting them up effortlessly. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep my balance while deepening the kiss even more. He kissed me painfully slow, as if he was trying to intensify the burning sensation in my upper abdomen. I felt myself getting wet for him almost instantly.

Without further hesitation, he carried me to my dark bedroom and threw me roughly on the sateen sheets. I squinted my eyes to get accustomed to the darkness but before I could do so Taehyung hoisted one of my legs over his shoulder and pressed his bulge into me. My gut twirled as I realized the effect I had on him already made him erect.

"You made me needy for you, baby girl, now I have to punish you," he growled breathlessly before sucking on my lower lip lightly.

By that point, my last drop of sanity was long gone. My mind in a state of short-circuit, I somehow gathered all my willpower to disconnect our lips.

I pulled away, still panting, and hugged my knees to my chest. In the silence of the bedroom, I could hear Taehyung was out of his breath as well.

Already accustomed to the dim light, I could decipher his dumbfounded stare. "What the fuck was that?" he grunted, the displeasure was evident in his voice.

I removed a couple of stray strands of hair falling in front of my eyes. "I wasn't lying out there, Taehyung. I really need to rest," I explained. This was still true – the fatigue was slowly starting to take its toll on me.

But as exhausted as I was, I still wanted him to touch me. Even so, a part of me was still mad at him and wanted to make him suffer.

Taehyung's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth agape. "You can't be serious."

"I am," I offered him a firm nod and laid under the blanket. I patted lightly on the mattress. "I won't refuse some cuddling." I smiled, snuggling even more comfortably under the warm fabric.

I stifled a grin, amused at his puzzled look. After a couple of seconds, his expression softened. "Okay," he mumbled finally, laying down next to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

My heart started hammering against my chest.

So this was something I didn't see coming. I expected him to get up and leave, but seeing him swallow that rejection and still be able to hold me in his arms all night without me having sex with him... it pulled at my heart's strings.

My breath hitched in my throat, I turned around to face him. Not a single muscle twitched on his face, he looked so calm. I slowly reached out, entangling my fingers in his soft locks. I pulled myself even closer, wanting to feel him on every inch of my body.

"I thought we-" he rasped.

"Shhh," I hushed him, putting my finger on his lips. This seemed to flick a switch in him as something in his eyes shifted. He pressed against my lips again and I felt his fingers dig into my hips.

His lips traveled to my jaw, and then to the crook of my neck, nibbling on the soft skin and leaving flickers of warm sensations on their way. He unclasped my bra swiftly, throwing it on the floor and started kneading at my breasts with his right hand.

"Fuck, Taehyung," I moaned as I was starting to get desperate for him.

"You're just as needy for me as I am for you, baby, why did you have to play these games with me, huh," a growl erupted from his throat as I suddenly pulled him under me and got on top of him, straddling him with my legs. I weaved my hands in his hair again, wanting to deepen the kiss even more if I could.

I began grinding my hips against his erected bulge teasingly. My breath got stuck in my throat as he entered two fingers in my wet core, picking his pace up with each thrust he did.

"You're soaked, baby girl," he laughed and I felt a blood rush tainting my cheeks in pink. He already had his usual effect on me.

Taehyung reached out for my hair, tugging on a fistful of it and pulling it down so that he could expose my neck and started assaulting it with kisses. Being fully aware that this was my most sensitive spot, he sucked on it as I bit my lip, trying to muffle my moans.

He cupped my cheeks roughly, forcing me to look at him. "Don't hold back," he commanded. "I want to hear you moan for me." Before I could say or do anything else, I felt him slid his entire erection inside of me, without giving me any time to adjust.

"Ride it, baby girl," he ordered, grabbing me by the waist and easing me into the slow tempo. Even so, I started riding him even harder and his eyes widened in slight surprise. "Fuck, baby, you're so eager for me. You really like how I fill you up, don't you?" he smirked.

I picked up my pace as he started pounding into me as well, my entire body vibrating on top of his. "Oh, shit," he hissed, throwing his neck back. "Baby, you're riding me so good, how are you so good..."

"Fuck, Taehyung," a loud moan erupted from my throat as I realized I was close to the edge now. A warm knot of pleasure built up in my lower abdomen. Taehyung pressed his body harder towards mine.

"Moan my name, baby girl, let me hear you moan my name as I make you cum for me," he ordered, thrusting into me even rougher than before. The sensation was driving me insane. "Cum for me, Y/N."

His erection thrusting deeper and deeper into me, he finally ripped from my body the orgasm that had built up in it. Now moving slower in sync with my body, he helped me ride it out.

Some seconds later, he grabbed my hips and lifted me up before exploding with his release. "Fuck, what are you doing to me?" he asked breathlessly, his expression now softer, and gave me a gentle peck on the forehead.

After cleaning ourselves up, I was already so exhausted that I barely held my eyes open. Taehyung's words were the last thing I heard before dozing off into deep slumber.

"Good night, princess," he hummed next to my ear.

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Author's POV

Standing on his own in the dark alley, Jimin was growing more and more impatient with every passing second. The cold, crisp air of the last minutes before sunrise pierced his lungs, making him shiver in his leather jacket, as he cursed himself for parking two blocks away and walking here.

He only did that because no one could know he was there.

Just as he was starting to think he had been stood up, he spotted a female silhouette rounding the corner.

"Finally," he groaned and hissed from the pain from his fresh stitches."What the fuck took you so long?"

"I'm sorry," the girl spoke out in a high-pitched voice that annoyed the hell out of him. She was short, pale and her facial features resembled those of a mouse. Jimin scrunched his nose in disgust. "You really should have chosen a better spot for this meeting. I almost got mugged," she whined.

"Spare me the details," he snarled. "Did you bring it?"

The girl nodded slowly as she started rummaging through her backpack. Jimin observed her wordlessly, tapping his foot on the ground. She finally took out a big white envelope. "There," she said.

Jimin reached out to take it from her, but the girl suddenly pulled it away, shaking her head. "Uh-uh. Money first."

The blond man scoffed as his irritation started boiling up under his skin. He took his wallet out, counted the money and handed them over hastily.

"There," he rasped. "Now give me the envelope."

This time he didn't give her any time for reaction whatsoever by grabbing the white paper swiftly before she could say or do anything else.

Jimin spun on his heel, eager to get away from there as quickly as possible.

"But, Oppa," the girl spoke out again in her annoying voice, causing him to furrow his eyebrows. "Aren't you going to reward me for doing what you told me?"

Jimin glanced at her curiously, his expression unreadable. He took a couple of steps towards her. "What kind of a reward do you want, baby?" he mumbled in a tuneless voice.

"Anything you want, Oppa," the girl fluttered her eyelashes innocently. "Anything for you."

"You'd do anything for me?" Jimin cocked a brow, a sly smirk stretching across his plump lips. His hand traveled to her hips and under her skirt. "Are you a bad girl?"

"Yes," the girl nodded as she stared at his lips seductively. "Yes, I can be a bad girl for you, Oppa."

Suddenly Jimin's face shifted completely and he drew back, disgust plastered all over his face. He looked at her as if she was a giant cockroach.

"So cheap," he spat out, leaving her with her mouth wide. He offered her a lethal glare before stepping away to head for his car. On the way there, he couldn't help but wonder what the hell had gotten into him.

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Y/N's POV

Waking up the next morning, I opened my eyes to a little note on the pillow next to me.

"Had to go out early for a pre-recording. I had a wonderful time last night. Text me when you wake up, beautiful. – T."

I couldn't suppress the wide grin that painted all over my lips. It was my day off and I could use the opportunity to join the pilates class I had been planning to attend for over six months.

Feeling like a Disney princess all morning, my joy catapulted right when I opened the door to my apartment after coming home from the pilates class.

In front of the door, there was a big white envelope with my name written on it. Curious to know what was in it, I opened it hastily, tearing the white paper.

Almost instantly, my hand shot up to cover my mouth as my eyes widened with shock.

In the envelope, there were photos of me.

And Taehyung.

In his car.

Pictures of me and Taehyung in his car, being... intimate with each other. The first time we were ever like that.

I felt as though all the blood had left my body. I dropped the photos and they fell slowly on the ground, a warning written on the back of all of them.

"This is how easy I can have you in my claws."

What the hell?

Before I could do anything else, I felt the buzzing of my phone in my pocket. After taking it out, I froze upon glancing at the name on the screen.

Park Jimin.

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author's note: okay, guys, questions time again!

Should we:

- take Jimin's call and hear what he has to say to us

or

- hang up on him and call Taehyung?

Or if you have other ideas, I'm all ears.

Once again, pick wisely guys!