| jimin's point of view

The boy stood still as the drops of warm water drizzled on his body. He ran his hand over his face and then through his hair, his thoughts drifting to her; her lips, her eyes, her body. It's been a week since he saw her last.

She was heavenly. Oh, how he imagines her innocent eyes looking up at him, her mouth gaping and waiting for his command. Jimin rolled his head back, letting the water flow undisturbed along the contours of his nakedness. A grunt leaving his lips as he pumped hard. Her name became his prayer, followed by a sweet string of curses.

"Fuck."

He panted and slowly opened his eyes. Returning to his reality, he stared at the fogged up glass and realizing how pathetic he was, fantasizing about the girl he basically grew up with.

"Jimin." The girl whined, disrupting Jimin from his thoughts. "What are you doing?"

Jimin rolled his shoulders, feeling his stiff muscles aligning as he stepped out of the shower and into his room. It was the second night but she was a different girl. He hates settling for one but Soo Jin was an exception.

Jimin longed for her. No matter who he's with, no matter how loud they scream his name, how good they make him feel they still couldn't compare to her. She was a goddess. A fucking siren; a test to his temptations. He'd love nothing else but to lose himself in her and show her a whole new meaning of love.

"Jimin yes!!" She moved her hips, snapping them back and forth to meet his own, "Oh god. Yes yes yes! Don't st-"

"You're too loud." He muffled his moans with his hand over her mouth and groaned as he felt himself aching inside. Jimin dug his fingers on her waist, clutching it tightly until it makes a mark the next morning. His sporadic movements only became sloppier as he reached his limit. He exploded inside her, into the condom.

"Jimin that was amazing." She latched her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately but Jimin took her arms off him and pulled away.

"Get out." He picked up his boxers and wore them before throwing the girl her garments.

The girl had a broken reaction on her face as she struggled to understand the guy who was once so sweet to her. "Jimin, wait. Why are you-"

"Didn't you hear me? Leave!" Jimin raised his voice and the girl scrambled to her feet at once. She realized that she had just been used like a tool for his lust and now he's dumping her.

"Fuck you." Hurriedly she put herself together and glared at him, "Asshole!" Shutting the door behind her.

Jimin rested his head on his pillows, his back laying under the tangled sheets. The room smelled of musty sweat and fresh sex. He closed his eyes and let himself dream of her again, dream of the day she'll finally accept him.

*

| mara's point of view

"What took you so long?"

We finally arrived at the villa and was immediately greeted by Taehyung. He was carrying what I guessed were fire wood. Behind him was Hoseok, carrying an equal amount of wood in his arms.

"Calm the fuck down." Jungkook told Taehyung as he opened the hood of his car. "The car broke down in the middle of nowhere. What do you expect us to do? We were lucky someone was taking the same route."

I watched his face as he spoke so confidently. He was so good at lying. My mind flashed back to the two of us kissing in his car when we were supposed to be stranded as he said we were.

Great. Now I have to avoid him for the whole night.

"Want some help with that?" Hoseok offered Jungkook, believing the obvious excuse he made up just a second ago. "Tae, you go and help Mara to her room. We'll meet up by the shore after an hour."

Taehyung took my luggage and helped me up the staircase. He knew the place well. Every nook and cranny.

The huge villa was empty except for us. It stood on a small hill beside the beach. It was perfect; everything was but I felt nervous being alone with these guys. Taehyung's here and Jungkook but I haven't decided on who to trust yet. I should've came up with a plan before I came here.

"This is your room." Taehyung opened the door to a wide-spaced room on the second floor.

A queen-sized bed in the middle of it and a balcony with the most beautiful ocean view. "Are you sure this is my room?"

Taehyung followed behind me as I walked towards the balcony, the sheer white curtains dancing along with the wind. The shore stretched endlessly and the waves crashed against angrily before gradually calming down and returning to the sea.

"Yeah. They thought it was best to give this room to you." Taehyung stood beside me.

"But it's too big for me, I mean, just look at this bed." I said, walking across the room. "Do you expect me to sleep here alone?"

"Mm, baby, are you scared? Do you want me to sleep with you?" He smiled, a sweet smile contrasting the dirty thoughts in his mind. He took a step closer, his fingers touching my fingertips, "That would be perfect."

"Taehyung, no." I pushed him back, "Quit flirting with me. You know I like Suga."

"That could still change. I could change your mind, if you'd let me." He smirked at me.

"No." I told him and he pouted. "Just go and help the others for now. I'll just change into something and go downstairs."

"Offer's still up if ever you change your mind." Taehyung retreated with a smile, closing the door behind him.

I took a deep breath and sat on the bed. How the hell do I survive this shit?

*

Everyone was already at the shore, enjoying themselves. I watched them from the balcony of my room. They looked like fools but at least they were happy. Taehyung always has a smile on his face but I know he's got his own bruises to hide. Everyone was fighting a silent battle.

Jungkook was laughing along with the guys. His face flashed in my mind, the tears that only he showed to me. He was doing great in acting tough as if nothing could break him but in truth, there was only a fine line that separated him from his fears.

I decided to go down the beach and join them. I'd be a drag if I stayed in my room the whole time while they were having all the fun.

I came across Jungkook on my way to the beach. His white shirt and black shorts were soaked in sea water.

"You look silly." I chuckled, taking the piece of seaweed that was stuck on his hair. "Didn't know you're into seaweed highlights."

He laughed lightly. It sounded so real. "Hey.. About the kiss-"

"It's okay." I stopped him in midsentence, "It's better if we don't bring it up."

"No. I think this is just the perfect time." Jungkook looked straight to my eyes, "I should tell you."

"Tell me what..?" My voice sounded so faint.

"That.." He took a step forward, closing the small gap between us and spoke in my ear, "You're a woman and I'm a man."

I stood frozen, puzzled at his statement, "What's that supposed to mean?" I turned around and call out to his retreating figure.

He looked back and smirked, "It means you should be careful."

What was that? A threat? It sounded like one but it didn't feel like it. And Jungkook, telling me I'm a woman? Pfft. That's some progress. If he was the Jungkook two weeks ago, he wouldn't even call me human. Or is he telling me about our relationship? I don't know why these boys always talk in cryptic messages. I'm no encoder. As of now, I'm not smart enough for that.

I shrugged him off, thinking that he's just being the fucker that he is and went to join the others.

"Mara!" Taehyung sprinted towards me as soon as he saw me. A grin plastered on his face.

"Wait no Taehyung! You're wet!" I ran away from him when he tried to hug me. He caught me and carried me bridal style towards the guys. "Put me down, Taehyung!"

The guys laughed when Taehyung walked further into the sea until we were waist deep. I screamed at him but tightly wrapped my arms around him.

"Yo Tae! You're scaring her!" Namjoon shouted from afar but I was too busy panicking to even understand a word he said.

"Please don't drop me." I held onto him really tight. A smile playing on his lips. "I panic in open waters."

"I won't do that, I promise." He spoke in my ear but I could feel myself being lowered.

I screamed again, refusing to let him go. "Let's just get back to the shore."

"Baby, relax. I'm here." He told me as he looked into my eyes. "I'll be here so don't be afraid."

The water was already at his chin level. He let go of my legs and instead held my waist. I hugged him, my arms over his shoulders and around his neck. We were so faraway from the others. I could hear their howls of laughter but I couldn't seem to smile, knowing that my feet can't even touch the ocean floor.

"Are you okay?" Taehyung asked me, his hands on my waist. "It's not so bad."

I shook my head no, "I still want to go back."

He smiled, leaning closer, aiming for my lips when I felt something latch itself on my ankle. I shrieked and thrashed around the water only to be pulled down under the surface. I shut my eyes and held my breath for as long as I could while desperately searching for Taehyung. I screamed and kicked as hard as I could to prevent myself from drowning.

"Mara, I got you." Taehyung pulled me into him. Finally, I could breathe. I was gasping for air and coughing out some water, which wasn't a pretty sight. My eyes were blurry with tears mixed with the sea water that stung my eyes.

"Baby, breathe. It's okay. I got you." He repeated those words until I finally calmed down. "Mara?"

I cried really hard and punched his shoulder, "Just get me out of here."

We went back to the shore. Taehyung was furious as he headed for Jungkook. His fist landed on Jungkook's face, aiming at his nose.

"Why the fuck would you do that!" Taehyung pulled him up by his shirt, aiming another fist at him, "You fuckin-"

"Tae that's enough." Jin held onto his fist, holding him back and bringing him inside. Hoseok placed a towel over my shoulders while we followed them in.

"Tilt your head up." Namjoon had Jungkook seated while he looked for ice.

"Taehyung, what the hell are you doing? You messed his face up. Care to explain?" Jin stopped restraining Taehyung when he got him to calm down a little.

Jungkook was bleeding, but he didn't fight back, knowing he was wrong, "It was my mistake. I pulled a stupid prank without knowing that she couldn't swim."

"Mara. I'm so sorry." Jungkook turned to me and Taehyung immediately stood to pull me behind his back.

"You don't fucking have the right to look at her." Taehyung growled.

"Hey, hey. Chill, okay?" Hoseok patted Taehyung's back, holding him off. "It was just a little misunderstanding. Mara's okay."

"You're all being childish, you know that?" Namjoon attended to Jungkook's bleeding nose, "Man the fuck up and talk."

"I'm really fine so just stop. Please." I held his arm, feeling his body all tensed. I've never seen him this mad.

The door suddenly opened and all eyes turned to see who it was. He stood in front of us, looking at the mess we made; Jungkook bleeding and Taehyung with his clenched fists.

Jimin's eyes were fixed at me as he spoke, "What the hell is going on here?"