Currently, I was pacing back and forth.

I had sent the message to Taehyung and it was read but he never replied.

It was going on ten minutes now and I was beginning to think that even he didn't want to be with me anymore.

Had he seriously changed his mind already?

"Jungkook?" I hear and I turn my head towards the sound.

Walking out of his front door was Jimin and luckily, he was alone.

"Oh, where is your girlfriend?" I ask as I look around.

"She went home. We can hang now! Where should we go? What should we do?" Jimin asks as he hops to my side.

Just as I go to answer, someone else speaks.

"He's actually busy but maybe some other time."

We both turn our heads and my eyes widen as I see Taehyung standing before us.

"You know this guy?" Jimin asks, his eyebrows raised.

"Well he should. After all, we did have-"

My eyes widen as I run to Taehyung and throw my hands over his mouth.

"Had what?" Jimin asks but I look at Taehyung with pleading eyes.

Taehyung grabs my hands and moves them away from his mouth.

"I'm just a friend." He says and I mentally sigh.

Jimin makes an O shape with his mouth and slowly nods.

"So if you don't mind." Taehyung says and before either of us can say anything, he starts pulling me away.

I watch Jimin's confused expression as Taehyung pulls me towards his car.

As we get inside and the doors shut, Taehyung laughs.

"He doesn't know you're gay, does he?"

I look over at him then at Jimin from the window.

"No and I'd like to keep it that way." I say, mentally sighing.

Taehyung is quiet for a moment before he starts the car.

"You sure did change your mind quickly." Taehyung says as he pulls out of the driveway.

"I guess." I mumble.

"I'm glad you decided to date me. You won't regret it. Plus sex will be great." He says freely and I feel my cheeks burn as I look out of the window.

He was too blunt.

"Why me?" I ask lowly.

"Hm?"

"Why me? Why out of everyone is it me?" I ask as I glance over at him.

Taehyung's eyes shift my way then he chuckles.

"You're my type." He says simply then adds;

"Adorable and submissive."

My nearly choke on air.

"Submissive?" I ask.

I'd like to think I was far from.

"Definitely."

After he says that, the car goes silent.

No one says a word the rest of the way to what I'm guessing is his house.

Finally, we arrive outside of a big home and I take it in.

"Let's go inside." Taehyung says as he gets out of the car.

I take in a deep breath and clench my fists.

Everything was happening so fast and it was all too much.

I couldn't take this all in.

I had literally just met this guy the other day and were already dating??

This was absurd.

"What are you doing? Come on." Taehyung says as he opens my door, knocking me out of my thoughts.

I looked up at the Dark haired man who was wearing a Gucci sweater, loose pants, and loafers.

Fucking loafers.

This guy is weird and I know nothing about him.

What if he kills me?!

Without saying anything, I slowly get out of the car.

Taehyung smiles and takes my hand in his, causing my stomach to flip.

He guides me towards the house and I take in a deep breath.

If I die, at least I can say I didn't die a virgin.
...
"Do you want water or something?" Taehyung asks once we get inside.

"Sure." I say and let out a small breath as he leaves the room.

I take in everything carefully.

The house seemed normal enough.

The only thing I wondered was where were his parents?

Then it clicked,

I didn't even know how old this guy was.

Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach.

"Here."

I look up to see him extending a fancy water bottle towards me.

He takes a seat next to me on the couch and I swallow the lump in my throat.

"Don't hold back if you have something to say. That's a big pet peeve of mine. Just come out and say it." Taehyung says suddenly.

I look over at him for a second before looking down at my hands.

"How old are you?"

Taehyung sits back on the couch.

"I'm 19." 

He was Jimin's age.

I wasn't sure how I was supposed to feel about that.

"I know you're 17, Namjoon told me. It isn't that big of a deal though, right?" Taehyung says as he looks down at me with his dominating eyes.

"I-I guess not."

Why the fuck was I stuttering?

"So that guy was the one you're in love with, huh?" Taehyung asks next, causing my chest to tighten.

I don't say anything.

"He's cute, very feminine almost. Why is it that you like him if you're gay? He doesn't seem all that great." He says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"You don't know anything about Jimin so don't talk about him like you do." I say, my voice harsher then I meant for it to be.

Taehyung looks at me for a moment before his lips set in a straight line.

"I wouldn't talk to me like that if I were you." He says, his voice serious.

My eyes narrow.

"Why not?"

What he says next makes my heart jump up into my throat.

"Daddy doesn't tolerate that."

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