Sunhee's point of view

Loud music was booming, I could feel the vibration in my bones. The room smelled like alcohol and cigarettes. Red, blue, and green lights were flashing everywhere. The room was filled with people. Some were on the floor, dancing and grinding, some were sitting on the sofa with their friends, some were at the bar drinking and chilling while some people were on the second floor, enjoying privately in private rooms which were on the second floor.

It was a little too much for an after party.

I thought it would be some sophisticated party with champagne and soft music, where people would talk and make contact. I didn't expect a full on club party with lots of alcohol and strippers.

"You wanna dance?" I looked at Taehyung who yelled in my ear, even though he yelled I could barely hear his voice in loud music.

"Not now." I shook my hand and denied it.

"Let me know when you're hitting the dance floor. I'll accompany you." I nodded and tried to walk past dancing people.

My eyes widened when someone pushed me hard while dancing like a drunk fucker. It caught me off guard, made me stumble, and before I lost my balance a large warm hand wrapped around my waist. I alarmingly looked behind me, just to find the person I was avoiding so keenly.

My face turned sour as I looked at Seokjin. I tried to remove his hand from my waist but it wasn't of any help, in fact, it made his fingers tighten around my waist. I scoffed and let him be, his hand stayed on my back and only left when we reached the other side where the sofas and table were.

Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon and Hayoon were already there, sitting and drinking. They must have got here right after the show, while us audience had to wait for the closing ceremony.

The entire day passed in a jiff. From buying this dress and matching accessories to going back to the hotel where I was styled by some professionals— they did my hair and makeup. My hair was straightened, and they did some light makeup which went perfectly with the dress.

The entire day I had successfully managed to ignore Seokjin, except for the part where I purposely agitated him. It was fun to see him jealous and helpless, seeing him lose his cool because I was not paying attention to him and some other man was so hilarious.

Serve him right. He can suck my dick.

The fashion show was no different. Seokjin and I came here separately due to media attention. I came with Heesu and Taehyung while he came alone. The same goes for our seating arrangement. He sat in the first row, flocked with paparazzi and magazine photographers who were taking his pictures while I sat somewhere in the middle with the audience.

It didn't end here.

Throughout the show, Seokjin's eyes didn't move from me. Instead of looking at the models, he was too keen to glare at me. And as usual, I ignored him, again and again. Until the end of the show when he came to us and led us to where the after party was happening.

"Y'all are here!" Hayoon waved at us as we walked to their table. "Oh my baby, I missed you." She stood up, her legs wobbling as she walked to Taehyung and hugged him; catching him off guard. His eyes widened as he wrapped his arms around her.

"What's up with her?" Seokjin asked.

"She is tipsy." Hoseok replied.

"And you didn't even stop her?"

"You're talking as if we could stop her." Yoongi chuckled as took a sip from his glass.

"Why are you standing there Sunhee?" Namjoon asked. "Sit here." He tapped the place between him and Seokjin, making my eyes raise.

Okay, let's list the pros and cons.

Pros, I would get to sit beside daddy Namjoon, very closely. Once in a lifetime experience.

Cons, I will also have to sit beside Seokjin. Very closely. Not good at all.

Another con. This dress is fucking tight. I'm scared that if I sit in this dress again I might rip it, in front of my biases. I was stuck in this dress while I was changing it in the boutique. I was so keen to buy this beautiful dress because, a. I look so fucking sexy in it. b. I made Seokjin speechless because of how sexy I looked. c. It made Seokjin jealous because another man called me sexy. d. Seokjin told me not to buy this dress and I wanted to oppose him to get on his nerves. e. I didn't have to pay for this dress, Seokjin had to.

Seeing so many reasons, the pros won.

"Sure." I smiled and sat beside Namjoon, and Seokjin.

Okay, everything aside. I wonder what virtues I have done in my life to be able to sit in between these two handsome men. I bet it was because I shared those smutty books with those who were in need.

I gulped, I looked so small in front of Namjoon. He was so big and bulky which was so unlike for someone in the modeling industry, but this is what made him unique. My eyes sparkled as I looked at him, it was my first time seeing him from this close and I helped but kept looking at him with entire galaxies in my eyes. It was not every day you get to sit that close to the man you always dream of. Seeing him from afar was a different thing, and seeing him from up close was a different thing. I wasn't trying to be a creep but I couldn't contain the fangirl inside me.

"Close your mouth, I can fucking see you drooling." Goosebumps appeared on my neck when Seokjin spoke near my ear. The music was so loud, yet I heard him so clearly. I glared at him, despite my heart beating wildly. No matter how much I was trying to ignore him, this stupid heart always reacted to him.

Even when I told that stupid bitch that we were angry with him.

"Don't tell me what to do." I snapped, still glaring at him. I saw his jaw flex under the flashing neon lights.

I gulped. I won't lie, bossy, jealous and angry Seokjin was too hot to handle. He was exceptional, generally, I don't like men who tell me what to do, but Seokjin bossing me around turns me around as much as it makes me angry. Almost making me confused about whether I should listen to him or show him who the actual boss is here. If it wasn't for his cowardly and prude nature I would have banged him by now, at least I would have kissed him like no tomorrow.

"Margarita?" Yoongi halted my train of thought.

"Sure, thank you." I would be a fool to decline alcohol, especially free and from Yoongi.

"No." I frowned when Seokjin stopped me from grabbing a glass. "She won't be drinking alcohol."

"And who the hell are you to decide that for me?" I sneered. I saw Seokjin clenching his jaw but he didn't utter a single word. "Don't take decisions on my behalf."

"You remember what happened when you drank alcohol last time." Seokjin asked, his voice too calm for the angry expression on his face.

"I don't." I shrugged my shoulders. I lied, I did remember.

"That's why I'm saying, you won't be drinking. I'm sure you don't want to recreate those scenes."

"Stop being annoying." I raised my hand and grabbed the glass, chugging down the Margarita in one gulp. I wince as the vodka burned my throat, leaving a satisfying afterburn. I grinned when I saw Seokjin's mouth parted, I didn't know if it was because I went against him or just called him annoying. Either way, it was fun to see him speechless.

"She is right, Seokjin." Hoseok suggested, grinning widely. "Stop being so uptight and have some drinks." He suggested.

"I would rather not." He rolled his eyes and laid back, opening the buttons of his tuxedo. I turned away my gaze from him before I would ogle him. "I have to drive Sunhee back to the hotel."

"It's fine, I'll go back with Heesu and Taehyung." I looked at Heesu who was sitting at the end of the sofa, all by herself. I frowned, where did Taehyung and Hayoon go?

"You sure?" Namjoon asked, pointing towards the dance floor where Taehyung and Hayoon were dancing.

"Wait, it's okay for them to— you know?" I asked him, referring to how they were dancing so close to each other, in public.

"It's fine." Yoongi assured. "It's a private party for a reason. No reporters or anything, what happens here, stays here." I nodded and took another glass of Margarita, sipping as I watched that cheater dance with his girlfriend on the dance floor. He told me he would hit the dance floor with me. I shook my head, not able to control the urge to dance. I stood up.

"I'm hitting the dance floor." I informed and put the empty glass down, picking another and walking to the dance floor. I mixed up with the dancing bodies. I decided to give the couple their time and dance on my own. It was a good thing the DJ was playing banger.

Gasolina.

It was an easy song to dance and vibe, and soon I found myself losing in the rhythm of the song. Dancing to the song without worrying about anyone around me, sipping the alcohol whenever I wanted to feel that familiar burning in my mouth.

My attention went back to Seokjin when an explicit song started to play. As expected, his eyes were focused on me like I was the only person in the entire room. I smirked when his eyes watched me like a hawk, watching me as I moved with the beat of the song. I took the advantage of the sensual songs and began to move my hands on my curves. Seokjin's eyes widened and he sat straight as he figured out my intentions. I smirked and parted my gaze, giving him the benefit of the doubt, and began to dance like I was the only one in the room.

I was brought back to this world when I felt hands on my back, bringing me closer to their body. I thought it was Seokjin until I turned around and I saw some stranger. He pulled me closer, close enough for me to smell his alcohol filled breath. I cocked my head, he didn't look bad but I wasn't pleased with what intention he had for me. His lust filled eyes said all his mouth didn't. He wanted to sleep with me, too bad I wasn't interested in sleeping.

I rolled my eyes when his hand trailed down, and rested on hips. As if it was my reflex action I looked at Seokjin's direction and my heart skipped a beat when I saw him looking at me. His eyes glared at me, as if he would murder me— or the man who was touching me.

I smirked, and looked back at the man in front of me. If he wanted to take advantage of me, I would be only fair if I get to do the same. I gave him a lusty smile and wrapped my hand around my neck. He smirked and began to move his hand all over my body as we danced to another sensual song. Gradually we moved away from Seokjin's sight, which surely made him angry.

I hope this will burn Seokjin to the core.

If a man calling me sexy can make Seokjin all red and nearly on edge to kill that man I wonder what this will do. I gave the man in front of me a sympathetic smile, which he was too busy to see. I mentally laughed, wondering what Seokjin might be doing. Burning from jealousy and regret was the only thing he could do right now.

The man in front of me said something I didn't understand. French from his mouth didn't sound as good as Seokjin, maybe because I wanted him to speak French in my mouth but again it doesn't justify. Before I could reply to him I felt a strong grip around my waist pulling away from him. I gasped when my body met someone's sturdy chest, I looked behind just to see a very fuming Seokjin glaring at the stranger in front of me. His grip on my wrist and waist tightened as he brought me closer to me. Seokjin said something which made the man's eyes widen and he scurried away from me.

"Great, you scared my one night stand away." I sighed, and of course, lied. I smirked when I saw Seokjin's head snapping in my direction. If it wasn't for the neon lights we were under I could see his red face full of anger. He looked at me with so much anger and hurt, it almost made me question my decision.

Was making him angry to this extent worth it?

"Now, I gotta find another one." I pretended to look here and there, but stopped when Seokjin grabbed my jaw and made me look at him.

"Find a man and I'll show you how fast I can ruin lives." His voice was a certain octave low, almost deadly. Shiver ran through my spine and heat spread all across my body, which I was sure wasn't because of alcohol. I gulped, straightening my posture and spoke.

"That's the thing, I won't find someone as sexy as the previous guy. The way he touched me, damn I was sure he had a good dick game." The satisfaction I got from seeing Seokjin's face fall was astronomical. His face showed multiple emotions, anger, shock and most importantly, hurt.

Feel it, feel the emotions I felt when you keep hanging me in the middle with no proper answer.

It did make me feel bad for what I was doing. A small part of me just wanted to tell him I was making him jealous and I didn't mean what I said but a big part of me told me, why l did it matter anyway. We weren't anything and whatever I did was none of his concern. He shouldn't interfere in my personal life and know his limits as my boss.

"Now if you excuse me—" I couldn't even take a step away from him when he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the crowd.

"Seokjin— Seokjin!" I yelled at him when he dragged me out of the dance floor, taking long strides making it impossible to keep up with him. "Where are you talking to me?" I asked as we climbed the stairs which go to private rooms. He didn't reply to me, instead he dragged me to the end of the hallway and entered the last room which happened to be reserved for VVIPs, it was stated on the door.

My eyes widened in fear, hoping to come across unfamiliar faces but I sighed in relief when I came across an empty room. Unlike the dance floor, it was filled with red lights and nothing but a couple of sofas and a dancing pole in between. Nothing but low music could be heard, along with the soft noise of the air conditioner. My ears perked up when I heard the door lock, and I turned behind to see Seokjin.

"What are you doing Seokjin?" I gulped. Are we gonna have angry sex?

No matter how much I like rough angry sex, he needed to clear up this shit before we do anything. He needed to open his damn mouth and answer all the questions I asked him. He needed to give me a proper answer, which I deserved. And after that, he should apologize, for every time he turned me down and made me feel like a fool.

"Where?" That was the first thing he said to me.

"What?" I was confused.

"Tell me where he touched you?" My heart hammered when I saw him walking towards me.

"Why? What are you going to do about that?" I laughed, mocking him even though it wasn't the right situation. With each step he took, I walked backward. Not because I was afraid of him, hell! It was to create a painful distance between him so Seokjin could suffer.

"What am I gonna do?" He repeated my words. "I'm going to touch every single inch of you so that you know who you belong to." Shock spread on my face, my smile dropped and knees buckled. I heaved, I could hear my heart hammering in my chest. I stared at him, and laughed— even when I didn't feel like laughing, even when there was no humor in his voice.

"And who do I belong to? You?" I mocked, trailing my eyes from his head to toe making it seem like I was judging him. But in reality I was judging myself— how the fuck I could do that when clearly I was in a bad situation.

Stupid Sunhee, stupid stupid Sunhee.

But again, no matter how stupid this idea was— it was quite interesting to see him like this. It is always interesting seeing a coward talk with so much power.

"Yes." Seokjin's eyes bored into me, and if eyes could kill he would be dead by now. He was furious, everything I did today made him angry and me talking about sleeping with another man was his last straw.

Kim Seokjin was so done with me.

I laughed again, as if he cracked a joke. Which he did, no doubt. But my sarcastic laugh was cut short when Seokjin crossed the distance between us without giving me any chance to react.

A hiss left my mouth when he pushed me against the wall, I gasped when I realized how close he was to me. My breaths became heavy when I felt his body pressed against him. I could feel every inch of his body, and so did he. I let out a shaky breath when I smelled his scent, that English rose scent mixed with the alcoholic smell in the atmosphere.

"Tell me what's so funny?" He hissed. I felt his warm breath on my face— too close, we were too close for me to function properly. I looked at him while breathing heavily. "Not feeling funny now, are we?" He mocked me, taunting my pathetic situation and making my cheeks red in humiliation.

As if this one thing made everything opposite. A few moments ago I was the one who had the upper hand in the situation, now it was Seokjin. I was under his mercy, because all I could do was to look at him when he glared at me with such anger, frustration, hate— you name it.

"Now be a good girl, and tell me where did you let that bastard touch you." He wasn't joking earlier, I realized that when Seokjin put his hands on my back— just like that man did. I gasped when he pulled me closer, as if we were possible. I put my hands on his shoulders, digging my nails when he moved his hands from my back to my hips. He was mimicking that stranger's actions,

"Even if I did…" I trailed my words looking into Seokjin's eyes. My gaze traveled from his eyes to his lips, my stomach churned at how his lips were from mine. Few inches, just fucking few inches. My one hand cupped his jaw and another found his hair. I took a moment to take a proper look at him, to see how sexy he looked. His facial features enhanced under the red making him so so fucking sexy. I didn't let the moment of weakness get me but pulled his hair. A sharp hiss left from his plump lips when I tugged his hair. Oh lord, I wanted to pull his hair for so long but not in this situation. "You won't make me forget him." I whispered in his ears. "He wasn't a coward like you." I provoked him.

"What?" Seokjin was shaking, shaking in anger. I smiled, that mocking smile made him more furious.

"You heard me." I put my hands on his shoulder and pushed him away, making space between him. He took a step back in the haze, while taking a deep breath when there was enough space between us. "And again, what's the point of doing anyway?" I asked and I walked from him. "You and I both know that 'we can't do it' right?" I mocked his words.

"You have the fucking audacity to call me a coward when I'm ready to do the impossible for you." Seokjin spoke loudly when I was halfway through the room. My eyebrows creased and I turned around.

"What?"

"Why don't you fucking understand my perspective? And why the fuck do you keep assuming? Me? Coward? You're calling me a coward when I'm trying my best so we can be together." Seokjin sneered, throwing his hand in the air.

"Excuse me!?" I exclaimed. "Did you try to show me your perspective? No. Did you give me a proper answer so I won't assume? No. Did you ever man up in front of me and not chicken out at last? No. Instead of giving me my answer you walked away."

"I can't give you answers!" He yelled.

"Why the fuck you can't!?" I heaved.

"Because— Because you won't understand." His voice lowered, almost saddened.

"Why won't I understand!?" I yelled, taking a few steps. "What won't I understand?" Anger raised in me, why would he assume that?

"Because you're a fucking model! You're a model under my label. I'm your boss and you're my employee!" He yelled. "If in future the media gets to know about us, your entire career would be in question. You'll be ruined within a few seconds, this scandal will fucking drown you!" He breathed heavily, if it wasn't for the red light I would have seen him all red. "And because of these reasons, no matter how much we try…" Seokjin's voice grimmed. "We can't be together. No matter how much I try."

"And who the fuck are you to decide that for me!?" I knew he was right, and he was the mature one between us because this thought never came into my mind. I was so blind in love that I forgot to see those— to remember that at the end of the day I was JinHit model and he was JinHit CEO. My heart convulsed when reality hit me hard.

"I decide that because I care about you!" He yelled, "Because I fucking care about you." I could see the vein throbbing on his neck. The entire situation was making us angry and sad.

"And why the fuck do you care about me!" It was the heat of the moment which made these words flow out of my mouth. I was very much aware.

"Because I fucking love you!" Seokjin yelled, throwing his hand in the air. My eyes widened when I heard him yell. I knew this, but hearing him from his mouth was like an arrow that hit right on my heart.

"W-What?"

"Because I love you!" He yelled again, his voice raising with his increasing frustration. "I love you so fucking much that all I care about is you! You are in my every single thought. I think about you when I sleep and you're the only one I think about when I wake up. You're even in dreams and nightmares! Oh fuck at this point you're my entire life!" He yelled as he tugged his root in frustration. "I wish to be with you when you're not with me, and when you're with me I wish time would stop. I can't breathe when you're not with me and when I'm with I feel alive! Oh my fucking god, I feel incomplete without you and with you, I feel whole. It scares me how badly I want you, want to be with you. Every time, every second, minute, hour. I want to be with you every day." His chest heaved.

My heart thumped in my ribcage, threatening to come out. My entire body felt hot and butterflies swarmed in my stomach. My heart was overjoyed after listening to what he truly felt for me. I was beyond happy, and long forgot about the fact that I was pissed at him.

"I love you Sunhee." His voice held pain. "But you don't. If you would have, you wouldn't be ready to sleep with that man." My eyes widened when I saw him walking past me, to the door. I knew Seokjin would be angry and all, but I didn't think I would hurt him.

"Seokjin—" I tried to stop him. "Seokjin stop." I held his arm and tried to stop him.

"Let me go Sunhee." He stopped and looked at me.

"Listen to me." My voice was much softer than earlier. To my relief he stopped and stood in front of me, waiting for me to speak but he didn't look at me. I took a deep breath and grabbed his jaw making me look at him. His eyes widened when I pulled his face close to me, close enough to have little space between us.

"I love you Seokjin. I love you so much that I'm ready to face the challenge we have ahead of us. Fuck everything, if I have you I don't care about anything. All I want is you, dumb bitch."

And with that, I did the thing I wanted to do for such a long time.

I pulled him closer and crashed my lips on his.

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A/N

So I listened your prayers? Ajajajjdjsk

Okay I'm not happy and satisfied with the chapter idky I hope you like the chapter. If y'all don't, I don't mind rewriting it.

Things to notice—

Seokjin's in still in haze that anyman can have Sunhee and now seeing this in front of his eyes messed him up, thus this out of character/rash decision of taking Sunhee to private room

Seokjin 's confession is messed up, stating how messed up he's right now

Sunhee's confession is short and straight to poiny showing how stable she is

Hope y'all won't hate Seokjin and Sunhee

He can't say the actual truth because again, we like hate sex angst sex angry sex

Lmao they were going to bang in the private room but change of the plan ig I don't feel the chemistry here until the angry confession part

Also angry love confession>>>  Messy out of breath confession>>>

Also THEY FINALLY KISSS JAHAHAHAH BIT YHE CLIFFHANGER AHAHAHAHAHHA MUAHAHHAJA (VERY VERY very evil laugh)

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