The longest flight of my life is finally nearing to an end and the butterflies in my stomach seem to be increasing in size as we begin to slowly descend. Sleeping most of the flight, it didn't seem too bad and the ability to lay down in first class was definitely welcome. I make a mental note to thank Taehyung for taking that into consideration. I'm sure with him making this flight a few times now that he knew better than to listen to my complaints about spending too much money, knowing it would be well spent. Plus, according to him at least, he mainly used his travel points to purchase the ticket.

As soon as we land, I'm giddy with excitement and doing all I can not to push past everyone to get out of the door. The flight attendants all wave good bye to us and I'm absolutely thrilled to have my feet firmly planted on solid ground and to be able to go to a full sized bathroom before I go grab my luggage.

The anticipation of knowing Taehyung is in this same building waiting on me has me rushing to get refreshed. I quickly run my brush through my hair and smooth out the ends with some hair oil I kept in my carry on. I powder my nose, add some lip balm after brushing my teeth and spritz some of the perfume he likes on to my wrists before taking a once over in the mirror. I know he has seen me at my worst and still thought I was beautiful, but there's no harm in going the extra mile for him.

The moment I step onto the escalator to head down towards the baggage claim area, I look around for him, hoping to see him before he sees me so that I can surprise him. I spot him in a long black coat, waiting for me near a random wall. My excitement overwhelms me the instant my eyes land on his gorgeous face and I unintentionally squeal out, causing the woman in front of me to turn around with a scowl on her face.

"Mianhae!" I giggle and she rolls her eyes at me.

Sheesh woman! Sorry I'm so happy.

I don't let that dull my shine as my eyes stay fixated on him. I thought I'd for sure stick out like a sore thumb, but surprisingly there's many foreigners in this airport.

Once I reach the bottom, I see him pull out his cellphone to either text me or check the time and I take that as my cue to sneak up on him. With my backpack on one shoulder, I briskly walk up towards him being sure to stay out of his peripheral vision and blend in with the other travelers walking at the same speed. As soon as I reach him, I put my hands around his eyes and the largest smile I've ever had spreads across my face.

"Guess who?" I giggle.

He spins around as quick as he can with his adorable wide boxy grin and his eyes going into slits as he picks me up and hugs me as if he'll never let me go.

"I missed you so much!" He exclaims and I hear the crack in his voice.

"Baby, are you crying?" I begin to tear up myself from his out pour of emotion.

"Yes and I don't care." He laughs through the tears beginning to stream down his cheeks.

He puts me down, still holding on to my waist and kisses me passionately in front of everyone. I know that public displays of affection aren't common in Korea, but I love that he could care less about what anyone thinks in this moment.

He stops for a moment to place his forehead on mine while staring into my eyes as I look up at him, bright beaming smiles still plastered on both of our faces. "Let's get out of here gongju."

I bite my lip and nod before he pulls me by my hand and walks as fast as he can to the carousel where my bag should be. We stand there waiting as it begins to turn and for the bags to begin to be dumped on to it. He holds me closely into his frame and kisses the top of my head as I wrap my arms around his waist, snaking them underneath his coat to feel as close to him as I possibly can be. I finally have him in my arms and me in his. His scent intoxicates me once again and I swear I don't think life could be any better than what it is now.

"There's mine." I say as I point over to the suitcase coming around the corner.

He walks closer to the conveyor belt and reaches out to pull it off in one quick movement and before I know it, he's pulling me towards the exit, making me laugh at how urgent his strides are.

I don't know what car he drives so when I walk outside and see him press the button to a blue Mercedes Benz E-Class I stop dead in my tracks.

"This is what you drive?" I question with wide eyes. Honestly? I'm not sure why this kind of thing even shocks me at this point. I guess it's because he's always so humble about everything.

Never once did he make fun of my little Beetle or feel embarrassed to be seen in it and never once did he boast about the amount of zeros that's clearly in his bank account. He's truly one to deserve everything he's gotten and everything he's working for.

"It's my dad's car, but yes. This is what I drive." He smirks and shakes his head, knowing what I'm thinking as he opens the passenger door and nods for me to get inside.

I watch him rush around the front and pause for traffic before quickly sitting down in the driver's seat. Before he even thinks about buckling up, he leans over to me and puts his hand through my hair, cuffing the back on my head to plant a desperate kiss on my lips.

"I missed those lips." I smile at him as we take a moment to catch our breath.

"I missed you." He replies before kissing me again.

His hand eases down to grab my ass and yank my body to turn more towards him as he continues to hungrily kiss me. His warm hand on my body and his sensual tongue on mine makes me let out a moan that he eagerly chases. I knew I was needy, but I wasn't sure just how much until he touched me again all but solidifying the intense desire that is my love for him.

"I can't wait until tonight or until we get to the hotel." I whine as he begins to kiss down my neck.

"Me either. I don't want to wait anymore." He groans as he squeezes my ass and suckles on my skin.

I open my eyes to see a parking garage in the distance that looks even darker by the cover of the early time of winter's nightfall.

"Parking garage." I breathe out and he turns to see what I'm looking at.

He chuckles and sits back in his seat, neither one of us bothering with messing with our seat belts. "God, I love you."

He glances back and eases into traffic, strumming his fingers impatiently as we slowly drive around the airport to get to the parking garage area. I smile at how much he needs me, loving that it's not just me that's this desperate.

He pulls into the parking garage and heads to a vacant and dark corner in the back and quickly cuts the car off along with the headlights in one swift movement.

His lips crash back into mine as he pulls my coat off of my shoulders and I frantically do the same to his. I reach down after shimmying out of the pea coat and unfasten my jeans, not even giving him an option to do it for me as I simultaneously kick off my boots.

"Sit back." I order and he does as I say, surprised at how commanding I'm being.

I pull my jeans and panties off and leave them on the floorboard as I lean over to him and kiss him while reaching around to lower his seat all of the way back.

"What's gotten into you?" He chuckles.

"Nothing yet." I bite my lip and giggle.

Satisfied at how far back this driver's seat goes, I ease him down on his back and start pulling down his pants, freeing his aching erection. My mouth waters at the sight of his veiny shaft as I bend to take him to my throat.

"Fuck!" He exclaims as he grips my hair and smacks the window while he watches himself disappear into my mouth over and over.

The sloppy sound of my eagerness only adding to my hunger.

"Come here baby. I need to be inside you." He growls as he slaps my ass, leaving that sting I craved to feel again so much.

I quickly straddle his lap and position his dick to get ready to enter inside me.

"Wait." He chuckles in between my kisses. "You're not worried about being seen? We could get in the back seat or something."

I don't know if it's my raging hormones, him or the fact I'm in a foreign country but I could really give two shits about being caught right now.

"No." I sharply say as I ease down onto his length.

No matter how many times we have sex, I always have to adjust to his size but the sting I feel in my core only only increases my need to move. He groans out once I reach the hilt and his hands grab my ass to pull me forward.

I hold onto the seat on either side of his head as I rock back and forth over him, jutting out my ass as he assists me by pulling me faster.

"Oh my god, Tae!" I moan as he fingers dig into my pliant flesh.

"You feel - oh fuck!" His lips find mine, my moans only granting him more access.

He smacks my ass when I begin to bounce on him, the wetness of my mound resounding throughout the car and our moans overpowering the music that I forgot was even playing through the speakers. His hands deftly run over my curves as he gets closer to releasing all of the bent up tension he's had over the last month.

He groans as my own climax begins build, his voice and praises alone sending me closer to my undoing.

I begin to grind on him to chase my undoing. Using him, taking him deeper inside of me until I feel the pressure in my stomach. My walls clench and I still on top of him at the sheer power of my body crashing around him, his rock hard dick being squeezed as I lazily fall onto his chest.

He takes over, flexing his hips furiously as he feels himself about to come. I'm mewling on top of him while he holds my hips in place, pounding into me.

He growls and pushes me down to deepen himself as releases. His forehead was sweaty and his bangs stuck to it as he wraps his arms around me, refusing to allow me to get off of him while we pant together in silence for a moment.

"I love you. And I wish there was something even stronger to say than that." Taehyung whispers into my ear before kissing my temple.

"I love you too Taehyung." I smile and kiss his chest.

I force myself up and look down at him smiling at me fondly. His big brown eyes that seem to carry my entire world within them stare back into my hazel irises. He lifts his hand to run his fingers slowly around the side of my face and down to my necklace that I haven't once taken off. He slides his ring finger underneath the chain, letting his ring and the diamond touch. A flush of pink spreads over his cheeks as he admires the love we have for one another in materialistic form.

"I'm not lucky to have you." He says making my brow knit in confusion. "I'm blessed."

I bite my lip and lean down to kiss him softly once more before forcing myself to dismount from him. He sits up when I do and pops open the glove box to reveal a bunch of take out napkins. Something he picked up from me back when we first started dating. You never know when they'll come in handy. I just never originally thought of cleaning up semen from car sex.

He cleans himself up the best he can while I do the same with a wad of napkins. We both giggle at how fogged up the windows are as he starts the car to crack the window. The cold air was welcomed to our overheated bodies while we pulled back up our pants and I combed my hair to look as decent as possible.

After checking in at the hotel and dropping off my bags, we both quickly wash up and drive towards his school since his friends were there waiting to meet me.

The city of Seoul is bright, bustling and beautiful as we drive through it, Taehyung refusing to let go of hold my hand the entire way. The city was unlike anything I've ever seen in the states. The tall buildings were adorned with colorful lights including lots of Christmas lights this time of year, many Korean signs that I couldn't translate, people walking around and small food vendors along the street. I gather it may be similar to a Korean version of New York City, but since I hadn't ever been to the Big Apple, I couldn't really compare. A few minutes later, we pull up to an area on the school's campus with multiple tall tan colored buildings and Taehyung pulls into a vacant parking spot.

"Is this the student housing?" I ask as he puts the car in park while my eyes roam the tall structures in front of me.

"It is. There's multiple buildings for a reason. One is for faculty, one is for students, one is for married couples, and one is for foreign students." He explains as he points to each one and I nod along as he speaks.

Upon entering the building, he bows when he sees a faculty member and I do the same as I follow him towards an elevator. As we step inside, he pulls me into his side and presses the button for his floor. I make sure to pay attention to where to go just in case I ever venture off alone for some reason.

"You seem nervous." He smiles down at me as he pulls me in a bit tighter.

"A little bit. Are you nervous for me to meet your friends?" I quirk an eyebrow as I look up at him.

"A little bit." He chuckles.

The door slides open and he grabs my hand to lead me down the hallway where he and Jimin's room is located. The building much resembled the dorm at my school except there wasn't as much rowdiness happening in the common areas.

As soon as we step inside their suite, Jimin, who I recognize from our video chats and random conversations, comes up to me and wraps me up in a hug that lifts me off of the floor. He's a bit shorter than Taehyung, but still taller than me. However, he's much more pretty in person with his intense eyes, pouty pink lips, smooth skin and toned frame. I giggle at the unexpected greeting and Taehyung lightly punches Jimin on the shoulder to make him put me down.

"Hi Ava. Nice to finally meet you." Jimin says with a thick adorable accent as he smiles at me, his hands still placed on my shoulders.

"Nice to meet you too, Jimin." I smile back at him and look over at Taehyung who is completely smitten at our interaction.

He steps aside and I see Jungkook standing up from the swivel chair in front of the computer. He smirks and arches his eyebrow as he walks up to me. I huff out a chuckle and shake my head at him as he gets closer to where I stood in between Jimin and Taehyung.

"Hello Ava." He smoothly says as he towers over me. He and Taehyung must be the same height or similar, but Jungkook definitely works out more often.

He brings the back of my hand up to his lips and softly kisses my skin as he bows. Taehyung pushes him hard up against the wall instantly and yells out in his native tongue while Jungkook just laughs and cowers down like a scolded child.

"Ah, jinjja. Don't worry about him." Jimin rolls his eyes at the two of them arguing back and forth playfully.

"I'm well aware of Jungkook and his antics." I chuckle and grab Taehyung's arm to stop the playful banter, pulling him into my arms.

"Ant-antics?" Jimin questions, obviously not understanding the term.

I forget sometimes that they're not as fluent as Taehyung is. I make a mental note to take that into consideration when speaking with them. I look up to Taehyung for his help with explaining the word. He says something to Jimin who smiles and nods his head at me, understanding now what I meant.

"Sorry." I nudge Jimin slightly. "Not very fluent in Korean yet."

He nudges me back, "It's okay. Not fluent in English yet."

I like him. He seems very sweet and like a good person. One that is very considerate of other people. Jungkook on the other hand has been watching me intently since the moment Taehyung stopped punching him.

That kid, I swear.

Taehyung shows me around their small suite quickly before he plops down on his bed and holds his hands out for me to lay with him, "Come here, jagi."

I smile and crawl on to his bed, noticing it's much softer than the one I have in my dorm before I lay down on top of him with my head just below his chin.

"If only I could have you right here every day." He sighs and kisses my forehead, wrapping his arms around me.

"In the dorm? Are you sure Jimin would want me around?" I joke while Jimin walks in and sits down on his twin sized bed adjacent from Taehyung.

Jimin smiles over at me. I'm not sure if he understood what I said, but either way, he didn't seem to be bothered by it.

"I don't care what Jimin wants." Taehyung laughs and Jimin flips him off. "Are you hungry? Tired?" He asks, directing his attention back to me.

"I'm hungry hyung." Jungkook whines as he walks in and lays down on the other side of us, throwing his arm around us both.

"Me too." Jimin pouts as he lays down on the opposite side.

I'm surrounded by three men on one tiny twin size bed as I lay on top of Taehyung. I know he said that they're all close, but I wasn't expecting cuddles. However, I'm definitely not complaining.

"Go eat then." Taehyung laughs and nudges Jungkook to move, but he doesn't.

"Ah, my poor tummy." Jimin whines adorably.

"Ugh!" Taehyung smiles down at me and rolls his eyes at them. "Baby, are you hungry?"

I nod, "Ne, baegopeuda."

All three of them give me praise for answering in Korean and it makes me blush immediately as I hide my face in Taehyung's chest. He chuckles and lifts my head back up, squishing my cheeks together with his hands.

He kisses my pouting lips when I open my eyes to look at him, "Let's go eat gongju."

"All of us?" Jungkook asks with wide, hopeful eyes.

"Ugh! Ne." Taehyung huffs while Jungkook and Jimin jump up to get ready to go.

"You're paying, hyung?" Jungkook questions as we all head out of the door, Jimin locking it behind us.

I chuckle and grab Taehyung's hand when he extends his out for mine.

"Don't I always pay?" He pushes him into the wall playfully.

"Hyung, kamsamnida!" Jungkook croons at Taehyung as he lets go of my hand and puts his arm around my shoulder, completely ignoring the doe eyed boy with the bunny smile fixated in mischief on his face.