Friday
I rolled over towards Jin and cracked open an eye. His skin was a flawless milky-white, lips perfectly plump. Everything about him was perfect as he lay there breathing lightly. He slowly opened his eyes, blinked a few times before turning over to gaze at me.
"Morning" I mumbled, reaching to trace circles across the skin of his arm.
"You look so gorgeous first thing in the morning" Jin sighed, his gaze trailed downwards slowly. "Hm, little exposed there are we" He hummed, reaching over to me.
"What do you mean?" I asked, gaze following his hand as it hovered towards my chest. He lightly traced the side of my breast that was visible, my singlet must've gotten messed up while I slept.
"It tickles." I shifted slightly. He smiled softly before sliding his arm under me and pulling me on top of him with a groan.
"Jin!" I giggled, I wasn't wearing a bra so I could feel my chest pressed against his as I lay on top of him.
"Such a nice view first thing in the morning" Jin cracked a cheeky smile as his gaze dropped down. My singlet hung loosely, it barely covered me.
"Is it really?" I mumbled, the glint in his eyes becoming more lustrous by the second.
"You look so sexy on top of me" he glanced back up to me. Why did I suddenly feel so vulnerable?
I lean forward and place a chaste kiss on his lips before sitting up. I throw my head back, the feeling of my hair cascading down my back in trestles. My thighs tighten around him. I'm straddled around his hips, he looked amazed beneath me.
"What're you doing? Hm?" Jin mused, eyes gazing at my body from below. I wanted his attention on me, for him to only have eyes for me. I slowly lifted the light fabric that was my singlet off, leaving me bare-chested atop him. He let out a deep breath, his eyes fixed right where I wanted them. On me.
"If it's a nice view you want..." I bit my lip.
"If you're trying to tease me, it's working princess" Jin glanced up for a moment, eyes connecting before dropping back down to focus on my exposed chest. I took it all in, watching as he reached up and lightly trailed touches over the curves of my breasts. He pinched where it was most sensitive, I gasped, clutching at his lower abs where I had been leaning.
The sensation caused my nipples to stand hard, but that wasn't the only hard thing. Beneath me I could feel him, throbbing through our clothing. I grind down on him, a sweet moan leaving his lips.
Jin sits up. I whimper as he takes one of my nipples into his mouth and grazes his tongue over it. His hand still playfully pinching at the other. I grind down harder on him, another moan escapes him. Jin gently lowers me down, still suckling at my nipple. My mind clouding over as I lay there on my back, every touch just makes me want him even more.
"Jin" I moan his name, he paused and looked up. Eyes locking I could tell he was just as riled as I was.
"I want to show you all of me" I mumbled, I was shy to admit it but I wanted him to know. "Well then, should we get rid of these?" He asked, tugging at my shorts. I gave a nod and carefully slipped them down. Jin slid my shorts off my ankles and dropped them to the side, gaze fixed between my legs. I slowly opened up, he let out a small groan of satisfaction, a playful smirk following.
"How is every part of you so perfect" he mused, gently trailing touches up my thigh, closer. I blushed hard at his words, as I felt him slide his fingers between my folds I moaned, surrendering to him.
"Didn't anyone tell you, you shouldn't play with your food" I sighed in bliss. Jin leans over me, lips pressing against mine, his tongue ravishing deeply.
"Don't worry, I don't plan on playing around with you for too long" Jin breathed into my lips as he spoke between hot kisses. I felt him slip down his sweats, his hardness rubbed between my folds sending quivers down my body. He pushed in slowly, I moaned into his mouth. I felt him force it inside me, I grabbed onto his shoulders as he rode deeper into me, again and again.
All the tension that had built between us after such a long time was falling apart at the seams as he rutted into me. I desperately wrapped my legs around his hips, wanting to feel him deeper. His kisses became more sloppy, tongue slipping over my lips, sucking at them. Every time he thrust in it hit my clit teasingly, only adding to the pleasure until it was just too much and I came undone.
I clenched my legs around him trying to nullify my orgasm but he only went harder as I came. He twitched from inside me, as though his entire cock wasn't enough to fill me when he came. He breathed heavily, kissed me on the cheek and sat up.
"Ahh. I can usually last longer, your tight little pussy just feels too good though" Jin slowly pulled out of me. I felt his load spill out of me as he did, I peered down only to see a hot mess.
"I look so good covered in your cum" I looked back up at him, still breathy and fucked out. That didn't sound as weird in my head as when I said it out loud.
"Secretly a little cum slut I see. God, you're too cute" Jin chuckled. That's funny, was I? I shook my head but he just laughed,
"C'mon, go clean up first. You've got a big day ahead of you," Jin took my hand and I got up on my knees.
"Hey!" I squealed at the light smack to my butt. I hurried to stand up out of his reach.
"Quick, quick. We don't have all day little one" Jin smiled cheekily. I let it go and went for a shower, a bit of a cuddle would've been nice but he was right. After I finished Jin went to wash next. I slipped on a casual dress for now. I hadn't decided what to wear for my meeting with Hobi yet. Jin kissed me before he left, apologising about having to leave so soon but said it was important. I didn't mind, it was probably better he went anyway cause having him around was sometimes way too distracting.
I started dolling myself up a little, not too much though. Less is more right? I decided on tight black jeans and a long sleeve off-shoulder knit. It hugged my curves nicely and was still comfortable.
I checked the time to see it was nearly 1 pm and as though right on cue I heard Hoseok call out my name from the stairwell.
"In here!" I called back before grabbing my handbag and slipping on some black heels. I liked the way they made my legs look longer. Hoseok poked his head into my doorway.
"Wow, why do you always look prettier every time I see you?" He laughed, coming in to hug me.
"Shh. You're just being nice," I wrapped my arms over his shoulders seeing as my heels made me tall enough to do so.
"I mean it, I was kinda iffy about letting you come along today but, got to admit. This guy doesn't know what he's in for" as he pulled away he smirked.
"I hope so" I replied. I did hope he was right and that I could be of some use around here. Although it did seem a bit superficial I didn't care. Whatever gets the job done.
"Should we get going?" Hoseok raised a brow.
"Sure. Let go" I replied. Without further delay, Hoseok and I left. It was a relatively nice day as we strolled down the street together.
Hoseok told me that the place we were headed was a club called Rhythm, the owner Reira was the person we were meeting with. Hoseok mentioned he was surprised that Reira even came to own a club given his young age of 28. He went on to tell me a bit more about his personality and background information. He'd started as a host and from there, his career has taken off, he'd worked his way from the bottom, earned enough money that he decided to just buy the place out. Apparently, he was charming, charismatic and had a way with the ladies. Funnily enough, as much as a ladies killer this guy seemed to be, his weakness was just that. Pretty girls that could resist his charm. I guess it made sense, after being able to pull any girl you want I imagined it'd get boring after a while.
As we approached the back door of the club and told the security who we were there to see he led us in.
We walked down a corridor until we reached a lavish bar lounge. Black, white and red lounge chairs and tables. This was a host club, it all seemed too familiar.
I started to feel right at home. Seeing as it was the middle of the day there were no Hosts around though. The security offered us to take a seat on one of the couches so we sat down.
"I'll go and let Reira-Nim know you're here. Please wait a moment." the man walked off down another corridor. I sat quietly, legs crossed as I took in the elegant surroundings but it wasn't long until I heard someone from the hall. Hoseok gazed over in that direction from beside me.
His blonde hair is perfectly swept to the side, eyes the colour of the ocean. Each stride he takes closer the sparkle of youthful boyish charm glows brighter. His black pants carry a 'H' belt buckle in the centre, light material of his opened up shirt flows as he walks suavely across the room towards us. This guy, without a doubt, was some kind of host royalty.
"Hoseok! It's good to see you again, oh, and who do we have here?" Reira eased down on the couch across from Hoseok and me, eyes grazing me up and down playfully before peeling them away to Hoseok to shake his hand. His aura is overbearing, yet, so addicting to watch.
"Good to see you again too, this is Jia" Hoseok replied. Reira reached out to take my hand.
"Nice to meet you, hope you don't mind me sitting in today" I replied, letting him take my hand. Masking the fact that I already had my preconceptions about him by simply smiling. He was, without a doubt, one of the biggest playboys I'd ever encountered.
"Not at all, Namjoon's outdone himself this time. You're gorgeous. I'll have to thank him for sending me such delectable company next time I see him" Reira kisses the back of my hand softly, his attention sits on me for the smallest of moments, then, he lets go and looks back to Hoseok.
"Shall we?" Hoseok asked, looking back to him, relaxing on the couch. The short exchange between him and I had left me feeling airy. Reira's smile turned coy.
"Alright. I'll tell you what." He began, "I've had some time to mull over this little offer. Aside from a few tiny details which I'm sure I can smooth out with Namjoon at a later date, I want to go ahead with it." Reira spoke confidently. Hoseok leaned forward before giving a curt nod.
"Well, that's good to hear. If you're on board then I'll let Namjoon know. You two can hash over the details and we'll go ahead as planned." The two continued to discuss minor details that had to do with a bunch of drugs, for the most part, I just sat and listened. Reira glanced my way now and again, he was magnetic to watch. Every movement he made was smooth and enticing to watch. Even dangerously so.
Soon thereafter discussions had come to an end. Hoseok and I left Rhythm together through the back door in which we came with Reira personally escorting us out. He's told me if I was ever lonely I was welcome back any time. Of course, the chances of me doing that were zero but I'd said I'd think about it out of courtesy. Hoseok knew me well enough by now and hadn't taken any of it seriously.
"Sorry to drag you out here. Seems like he'd already made up his mind" Hoseok scratched at the back of his head awkwardly as we strolled down the ally towards the Main Street.
We were just about to turn down another ally when Hoseok suddenly pushed me back. I'd glimpsed three guys in black who were standing in the middle of the narrow alleyway before being pulled out of sight.
"What's wrong? Should we go another way?" I whispered to Hoseok who's arm pinned me against the wall beside him, blocking me from moving. He didn't answer, too busy peering around the corner.
"Hold on" his voice was low. I stayed silent. The men's laughter could be heard clearly, they were talking. I honed in to try and make out what was being said.
"Dae-Nim nearly got the little slut too, but instead he ran over one of those losers dealers." A chortle of laughter followed.
Holy shit. We're they talking about me?
"It was the scrawny one. Yoonji or something his name is? Shame he didn't die. Would've made things easier for the boss." another twisted laugh came from them. My stomach dropped. Were these guys YG thugs? What the hell were they doing here?
I scanned around, eyes catching the club 'All White' sign. It was another one owned by YG. Fuck. I looked to Hoseok, did he have any idea what they were talking about? I didn't want to wait to find out.
"We should go" I tugged at the sleeve of his white shirt but he didn't budge. Hoseok turned to look at me, I could see the rage emitting off him in the form of steam.
"Jia. What are they talking about?" His voice was low. Dangerous.
"I don't kn-" he cut me off harshly.
"Don't lie to me."
"A week ago..." I took a breath, "I nearly g- got hit by a car... Yoongi… pushed me out of the way... He got h- hit instead and hurt his sh- shoulder... " My voice trembled. Hoseok eyes turned wild.
"Go. Run back to the club now. I'll be there soon." Without warning Hoseok grabbed me and pushed me forward, I stumbled past the alleyway. Heads from inside the laneway turned. Hoseok stepped out from behind the corner and was approaching them. He'd thrown all caution to the wind, had he lost his damn mind?!
Fuck. No. This is bad. I wanted to stay but, he'd told me to run. Fuck. What was he thinking?!
"You guys think you're fucking funny, Huh?" Hoseok words dripping in anger. I gulped thickly.
Go, now.
I break out into a sprint down to the end of the laneway and onto the street. I stopped out of the front of a café and pulled out my phone to call Joon. My heart was racing so fast as the dial tone rang through my ear.
"Joon. It's Hobi, we had a run-in with some YG guys, it's three on one. This is bad-" I panicked, trying to tell Joon what was going on.
"Where are you?" His low voice cut through the phone, how was he so calm right now?
"Out the back of All White, down an alleyway-" I looked up, trying to find a street name, instead I saw Hoseok running across the street, those guys were chasing closely after him.
"Wait no, they're chasing him. Maybe towards the University." My first instinct was to run after him, I'd only taken a few steps before Joon's voice pulled me back to my senses.
"Okay, I got it. Don't worry we'll go deal with it. Are you okay? Can you come back to the club right now?" Joon asked.
I felt conflicted but promised to come back right away. It would be stupid to run in knowing there was nothing I could do to help. If I knew how to fight it would be a different story but... I didn't.
My heart was racing as I walked back. Not knowing what was happening scared me. What if they caught up? He seemed fast but still... My mind was a jumble, what if Hoseok told the others about Yoongi too.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
I took a small breather and called Jin to tell him what was going on before I got back. Maybe, just maybe, if I could give him the heads up he might be able to do something before anything escalated even more. It was reaching but I needed to try and think rationally. Try to not let this get any more out of hand than it already was. As I got closer to home I saw Jimin standing worriedly out the front. When he saw me he ran up to me.
"Are you hurt?" That was the first thing he asked as he knelt on one knee and looked me up and down.
"No, I'm alright. But Hoseok…" I mumbled, looking down at him.
"It's going to be okay, C'mon" Jimin reassured me as he stood up. He led me back inside, we went up to the lounge. Tae stood up as he saw us.
"Jia" he mouthed, eyes glued to me worriedly. Jimin gave a small nod as though telling him I was alright and not to worry. We all took a seat together, I looked between the two, feeling a little apprehensive.
"So what happened? All Joon said before he ran out the door was to stay here and wait for you" Tae leaned forward as he asked me.
I told them everything except the conversation we'd overheard regarding Yoongi. I'd promised I wouldn't... But, there was a high chance it would come out anyway which worried the hell out of me. I took a small moment to calm myself down. Jimin had instantly become more hostile at what I'd told them.
"What the hell? Shouldn't we be out there too?" I had never seen him this angry before. It scared me.
"No, it's better we stay here with Jia. I'm sure they'll be fine" Tae was firm. Muffled voices came from the stairs. I whipped around to see Jin and Yoongi briskly walking over.
"Any news from the others yet?" Jin called out to us.
"No, was about to ask you the same thing" Jimin stood, glaring across the room at them.
"We should go and help look for Hobi" Yoongi proposed as they reached us. Lingering by the arm of the couch. A sense of urgency in their demeanour.
"Agreed. Tae and I can go. You two stay here with Jia" Jin nodded over to Tae who stood, he had only taken a step when the crash bang of doors being flung open from downstairs stopped him in his tracks. We all looked over at the stairs in anticipation, was it them?
Joon and Jungkook were on either side of Hobi helping him up the stairs. He had some fresh red bloodstains on his face but, he seemed to be alright...
"Hobi, what the fuck were you thinking?" Yoongi rushed over to help. The three of them hauled Hobi over to the couch and sat him down. Kook came and sat down beside me while the others also settled around. Jimin had given Hobi a quick once over glance.
"I'll get the disinfectant" He briskly set off down the stairs leaving the rest of us all looking at Hobi.
"It's not as bad as it looks. I'm fine. Just, was at the wrong place at the wrong time" Hobi said wryly. was he purposely not mentioning what we overheard? I saw him glance at me for a moment. What had happened exactly? As though reading everyone's minds Joon cleared his throat and spoke.
"They chased Hobi back to the campus studio and ended up catching him there."
"Shit. Looks like they got you good," Jin peered at Hobi closer from beside him but he didn't reply. Instead, he looked away, maybe he was embarrassed?
Jimin coming back up the stairs broke the tension. Joon shifted over to make room for him beside Hob, he dumped a bunch of medical supplies down on the table. The anger I'd seen before had seemed to have phased into worry for his friend. All eyes still seemed to be on Hobi, as though waiting for more of an explanation. He peered around, unable to keep quiet anymore.
"I got into a fight with them, it got a bit out of hand and some of the equipment ended up getting smashed..." Hobi glanced over at Joon.
I noticed a broken hard drive in Joon's hand. He put it down on the table.
"That had all our song productions on it," Yoongi said coldly. Eyes steadily glued at the hard drive on the table.
"We should still be able to recover it, I'll take it to a hardware shop and see if we can salvage it" Joon retorted.
"Might take a few days but it should be doable" Jin added, as though not all was lost.
Tension was building amongst us, the phone that rang barely did anything to stop it from heightening. Joon stepped aside to take his call.
"How long are we going to let them get away with this kind of shit? First Jia, now this" Jimin's voice was low, bitter, as he cleaned up the blood of Hobi's eyebrow. Hobi winced as Jimin dabbed at it.
"Not yet. When we got our chance we'll take it but, for now, we need to be patient" Jin shot back. Kookie just looked blankly at the others from beside me, he hadn't said a word yet.
"I've got some news," Joon announced as he walked back over, stopping just at the foot of the table facing us all.
"What is it?" Jin asked, everyone was focused on Joon as he stood there. Something was wrong.
"Bang PD-Nim just called. We have a slot on a broadcast for our debut on Sunday" Joon said. But, he looked blank.
"Seriously? That soon?" Jimin reeled around, knocking the table as he did.
"Wait, but, our songs? Aren't they on that hard drive?" Tae looked around apprehensive.
"P-dogg has copies at the agency, right? Should be fine, no?" Jin questioned carefully. But by now I could feel dread settling in. One that told me it wasn't going to be that easy.
"I forgot to send him the ones for the debut album" Joon confessed. His flatness speaking volumes about the seriousness of this situation.
"Fuck! Seriously?!" Jimin retorted, throwing down the gauze in his hand and standing. Hobi leaned back muttering 'fuck' under his breath.
"Wait, the album can be released a few days after the performance. We just need one song for the stage, that's all" Yoongi interjected.
"You're right, but, I don't know if I have a song we can use," Joon said sturdily. My stomach plummets, there's no way this is happening.
"Jia has a song," Jungkook voice broke through.
"What?" Joon's gaze darted between the two of us.
"There's a song we could use. Jia and I have been working on it for our class assignment. We can use it." Jungkook held his composure.
Did he truly mean it?
Did he think we could use that song for their debut?
"What's it called?" Tae questioned. The sudden turn of events piquing his interests along with everyone else. They all looked at me.
I gazed around, apprehension overtaking. The situation was dire, but, was this the answer?
"The name of the song is... No more dream."
Notes:
Hehe, Just in case if anyone is confused you can always ask me anything! Thankyou for reading <3