YOU

“Ah, thank you baby,” Jimin whispered to my ear, breathless, after I gave him blowjob.

I swallowed his last cum and cleaned up myself.

Jimin zipped his pants quickly since we’re in the backyard. People could come here suddenly. I wiped my lips with some tissues. Jimin looked at me in the eyes, kissing me passionately. He hugged me tightly, caressing my long hair.

“Thank you so much for helping me to release the sexual tension in me. It’s not good having a boner when you’re in the class.”

“I hope this will be the last time we’re having sexual intercourse in public,” I told him seriously.

He smirked. “But it doesn’t mean we can’t do it in your bedroom, right?”

I rolled my eyes. “I have class. Got to go.” I kissed his cheek.

But Jimin held my hips to stay in the place.

“I’m going with you.” He said, looking at me deeply.

“Jimin, people know I’m Taehyung’s girlfriend,”

“And people know I’m his best friend.”

I sighed. “So?”

“I’m going to accompany you to your class. You’re not going alone.”

He held my right hand and he helped me to bring my bag.

Suddenly I felt like it was a flashback where Taehyung was trying to get closer to me in our first meeting. He was so damn nice and friendly to me. That time I thought he was just being a polite senior student, but I was completely wrong. He got my phone numbers that day. He brought my bag and he was such a gentleman.

I looked at my hand in Jimin’s grip. It felt so damn good, but weird. It was like there’s an ice cube sliding in my tummy and melted in my organs. Jimin’s hand felt warm and perfect with me.

What’s up with this strange feeling?

Jimin kept walking until we both reached the first stair in east building. I stopped him. He turned around to see me. I released my hand from him. “Jimin, thanks. Just ‘till this floor. I’m going alone. I just don’t want people think we are in... such a romance state, so...” I told him carefully.

Jimin cupped my face. “Alright. But I’m going to see you after class, okay?”

I nodded.

He smiled immediately.

“I know a great place to eat lunch. They have great cooks. I usually go there with Jin hyung. But

I guess today I won’t go with him. Join me?”

I could see his eyes hoping the answer ‘yes’.

I pretended thinking hard. “Well...”

Jimin looked at me seriously.

“Jimin, I think I...”

“Fine. I won’t push you. See you later.” He cut me off, and then he gave me my bag.

He sounded disappointed and sad. He was about to leave me, but I quickly answered him.

“I think I can go. See you after class.” I pecked his lips.

His face looked so bright and he smiled happily at me.

“See you.” He waved his hands excitedly. I just giggled, walking to my class.


YOONGI

I met Jimin in the corridor after he sent Jung _____ to her class. He smiled brightly, and he even looked cuter than usual. I knew what was happening, but I just didn’t know how they started it. I wouldn’t give any judgment. I really didn’t give a shit though, but just by looking at this case, I was sure enough that would be a big problem in the future. Especially between Jimin and Taehyung.

I was waiting for Jimin walking closer to me. He didn’t notice me. He was busy smiling by himself.

“Ssup Jimin!” I greeted him.

“Oh, Yoongi hyung.” He stopped walking.

“Can we talk?” I asked him seriously.

He looked at me, confused.

“Sure. What is it?”

I didn’t answer him, but just walking to our “hidden” place, it’s called Bangtan Room. I led him. Jimin followed me silently.

I unlocked the door. Our room looked neat and comfortable. I believed Hoseok or Jin hyung already cleaned up and arranged the things back to their places. Because the last time I checked, Namjoon was here and he messed up everything. He even spilled his cola on the new sofa. That guy was really the master of destruction.

Jimin sat down on the new sofa while I took a sit on my favorite lazy couch near the piano. He waited for me to say something. I didn’t know how to start it nicely, not my type, so, I just hit the point directly. “Do you have a thing with _______?”

He was shocked.

“Excuse me, hyung?”

“I said, do you have a thing with Jung _______?” I repeated my question.

“What do you mean?” He was pretending to know nothing.

“Look, bruh. I’m sure you know Jung _______ so well. And you know the fact she’s your best friend’s girlfriend,” I told him.

He didn’t say anything.

“Jimin, I know you so damn well, even better than yourself. You can’t lie to me.”

“Hyung, I don’t get it,” he could stay calm, looking at me.

“You still don’t get it even I saw everything in the backyard earlier? Even if I say, it was pretty hot, yet arousing watching she sucking your dick?”

“Hyung!” Jimin snapped at me.

Gotcha! I smirked.

“Fine! I know her.” Jimin admitted it in the final.

“Bruh, I don’t want to interrupt your business with her but everyone knows Taehyung is her boyfriend, and he, himself, is your best friend, my little brother and our member.”

“You know what, I swear to God, I didn’t know she’s taken by my own best friend at first,” Jimin seemed being honest.

“Please...” I rolled my eyes.

“Hyung, I’m not lying. I met her at the nightclub, and she was so damn fine. Not my fault if I slept with her. Just look at her. She got beautiful eyes, smooth skin, damn hot body, perky boobs, tight ass...”

“Okay. Stop... stop!” I stopped him from describing Jung _______ more specific. It was awkward to me since she’s my little brother’s girlfriend.

“See! Even yourself know she’s gorgeous and hot.” Jimin pushed me.

“Jung _______ is indeed a hot chick, but she’s still Taehyung’s girlfriend, bruh.” I told Jimin to remind him clearly.

Jimin sighed hard. “Yoongi hyung, do you believe love at first sight?”

“Cut that bullshit.” I answered him coldly.

“Whatever, hyung. I know it sounds like a crap for you, but for me, I’ve never felt like this before. Not even with previous girls I slept with. I feel clicked with her. It’s so different,” Jimin said it seriously.

I stared at him. He was totally falling in love with her.

“Is that possible sleeping with a stranger just like that, or random girl in the first date, and then you fell hard for her?” I asked him.

“Well, I experienced that.” Jimin replied me.

“It’s crazy, ya’ know.” I murmured to myself but Jimin could still hear it.

“Yes, it is.” Jimin said it softly.

He looked down. He seemed confused with himself.

“So, what are you gonna do now?”

“I think I’m just gonna wait Taehyung let go of her. I know he will do it soon.”

“We all know Taehyung is in complicated problem right now. He’s having difficult time. I hope you won’t take advantage of this situation to get what you want. Don’t be selfish.” I advised him.

“If Taehyung really loves her, he can make a clear decision since the start. But look at him!

That idiot doesn’t know how to solve his problem. He keeps avoiding _______, and let his girlfriend in frustration. He seems doubtful with this arranged married and he can’t decide it,”
Jimin sounded mad. He was too care about _______.

“Bruh, it’s not simple. It is not about Taehyung break up with her, getting married with new girl, you take Jung _______ from Taehyung, and then end up happily ever after. It’s more than that.

Kim Taehyung still loves _______ so much. You know it for sure.”

Jimin stayed silent. The last fact I said earlier hit him deeply.

There was pause for minutes between us. I waited for his response.

Suddenly he stood up.

“Hyung, I’m gonna take the risk and I’m ready for all the consequences. You can tell Taehyung about me and his girlfried. Up to you. I don’t care.”

He was about to leave me.

“Does she still love Taehyung?” I referred to Jung _______.

He turned around to see me from the door. He nodded slowly.

“Then, it’s your job to win her heart, until... the right time.”

I saw Jimin smiling at me.

“Thanks, hyung. You’re the best!”

“I’m not taking a side, but I want you to be a man.”



After an hour Jimin left me, I called our gang members. I had to tell them, but for good reasons, not to provoke anyone. Namjoon came first as usual.

“Ssup bruh!” He sat beside me.

“What’s up with emergency meeting?” Hoseok asked me, following Namjoon behind.

“Don’t tell me it’s about your prank shit again, Yoongi. I’m cooking now.”

Jin hyung took off his pink rose apron and he threw it to my face. I immediately threw it back to him.

“Why are you cooking, hyung?” Namjoon asked Jin hyung.

Jin hyung rolled his eyes. “It’s almost lunch time.”

“Where’s Jungkook?” Hoseok looked around the room.

“He’s helping Mrs. Shin in vocal class.” I answered him.

“Actually, I only need to talk. Help me.” I continued.

Jin hyung looked at me, speechless. “Guys, I’m not hearing a ghost talking, right? Min Yoongi is asking for help?”

Namjoon and Hoseok stared at me seriously.

“This is not about me, but this is about Jimin and Taehyung. They’re getting into complicated relationship,” I told them.

“Wow! I knew it! They’re gay! No wonder I always spot them massaging to each others. Jimin even likes to touch Taehyung’s thigh!” Hoseok said loudly.

I hit him with Jungkook’s plushy collection on the table.

“You watch gay porn too much.” I commented.

Namjoon laughed, agreed with me.

“What is this about?” Jin hyung asked me, ignoring Hoseok.

I told everything to them shortly about Jimin and Jung _______. But I didn’t provoke anybody and kept on my track.

Namjoon sighed hardly after hearing my story.

“I’m not kidding, Jung _______ is really hot. That perky boobs, tight ass...” Namjoon said, imagining _______’s body.

Hoseok and Jin hyung nodded in sync.

“Yah! I gather you all in here for serious business.”

“It is so wrong, but we can’t blame Jimin for falling to her. It’s all about love,” Hoseok said something make a sense finally.

“Yeah, we can’t predict who’s that girl we will fall in love with.” Jin hyung continued.

“Honestly, it’s my first time seeing Jimin being so competitive like this. He usually just gives in or he stays quiet for the sake of our gang.” Hoseok told us.

“Jung _______ is really something. I believe she’s so good in bed that’s why Jimin addicts to her. She totally can satisfy man’s needs.” Namjoon said.


Hoseok giggled, imagining something. I rolled my eyes.

“I’m sure their relationship so far is just about physical contact.” I commented.

“Yes, Jimin needs pussy. She wants dick. They want sex. Jimin is there, while Taehyung is missing. What do you expect,” Hoseok said.

“What is our plan then?” Jin hyung asked me seriously.

“Maybe it sound crazy, but we should follow them to see how far their relationship is.” I told them my idea.

“Hyung, do you mean, we’re gonna stalk Jimin and _______?” Namjoon asked me in disbelief.

I nodded.

“Oh man! Seriously?” Jin hyung looked at me.

“We have to! I really have bad feeling for this.”

“Yoongi hyung, it’s not funny if we see them having sex later,” Namjoon stared at me.

“Case closed. I heard Jimin wants to bring her to your favorite restaurant, hyung.”

I told Jin hyung.

“Oh, I know that place. So, we’re gonna stalk them today?” Jin hyung looked at everyone.

“I guess so.” Namjoon and Hoseok answered him.

Mission started.



YOU

Today I had vocal lesson from Mrs. Shin. She came to the class with her golden student, Jeon Jungkook. It was kind of funny because we’re in the same age but he’s actually my senior. He was indeed a golden boy because he made a cut to the next level successfully. He was a music prodigy and very talented. He got full scholarship along with Yoongi and Namjoon sunbaenim. I was so envy of him.

I came out from vocal class with so many junior girls waiting in the front door. They had been waiting for Jeon Jungkook to come out. I tried hard to get out and I did it finally. I checked my phone, Jimin already texted me. He was waiting outside the building. I left the class when the girls suddenly were screaming out loud. I turned my head slightly, The Golden Boy came out with junior girls were following him. I shook my head in disbelief. No wonder if many girls hated me because I was taken by one of Jeon Jungkook species.

I saw Jimin already waited for me near the gate. I ran to him. He greeted me, smiling cutely as usual. He pecked my lips as I reached his hands.

“Hungry?” He asked. I nodded.

I looked at a red-black hot motorcycle behind him. “Is it yours?”

“Yup. Wanna go now?”

“Yeah...” I answered him doubtful.

Jimin gave me a pink helmet. I didn’t know where he got this cute thing, but I was sure enough, he prepared this earlier.

Jimin helped me to sit behind him on his motorcycle. I wrapped my arms around his torso, hugging him tightly. Jimin couldn’t help himself, smiling so brightly. I could see it easily.

Jimin wore his own helmet and he started the engine. His motorcycle roared on the road and we slid down on the road. Jimin was riding his motorcycle too fast. I hugged him even more tightly. The speed was just unbelievable. I locked my body close to him. He just chuckled, knowing the fact I was so scared.

“Are you okay?” He asked me.

“No!” I screamed.

He laughed, teasing me.

“I hate you, Park Jimin!”

“I like you too, Jung _______!”

I bit his shoulder to shut his mouth. He was startled a little bit.

“Are you asking for sex?” He asked me louder.

“Fuck you!” I screamed, still holding on him.

Jimin just couldn’t control his laugh. He thought it was some entertainment.



We stopped in front of cozy, beautiful restaurant. It was not that big but they had some area to park your car and motorcycle. Jimin parked his vehicle beside a black car, which looked so familiar. I tried to remember whose car was that but I couldn’t tell it. Jimin told me to enter the restaurant first because the parking attendant wanted him to move aside his motorcycle a little bit.

I entered the restaurant. They had beautiful decorations and cute stuff. My eyes gazed around the entire room to find a comfortable seat. I found a couple seat near the right corner. I wanted to go there when I accidentally saw Hyerim sitting beside that seat. I couldn’t see her before because there was bulkhead divider. I saw her sitting alone, however on her table there was another glass in front of her. I believed she’s here with someone else.

“Hyerim!” I called her name.

She looked around and she found me waving excitedly at her. She quickly stood up, but she seemed nervous though. She even nudged her glass with her elbow and the water spilled out on the table. The waitress ran to her to clean up the mess immediately. I approached her quickly.

“Hey! How are you?” I hugged her.

She hugged me back. But I felt she was panic.

“I’m... I’m fine. Oh well, what are you doing here?”

“Me? Eating lunch, of course. What about you?”

“Same! Uh... you’re alone?” She checked someone behind me.

“No, I’m with...”

“_______?” I heard my boyfriend’s voice. I turned around to see him.

“Taehyung? You’re here? I thought you were meeting with your dad.”

He gulped.



JIMIN

I parked my motorcycle perfectly and I entered the restaurant immediately to find _______. She seemed talking with a girl I had seen before. I thought for seconds. I remembered she was actually Taehyung’s future wife. Taehyung sent us her photo few days ago. Her name was Choi Hyerim. I was surprised, looking at her while she talked to Jung _______.

“Oh crap!” I murmured to myself. I just realized something. I believed Taehyung was also here.

My eyes scanned around to find that alien signal.

“This is not good,” I almost wanted to save _______ from this situation, but Taehyung appeared suddenly in so-not-right-time.

“Shit!” I cursed.

I quickly walked to them to grab _______ to get out of this place. I didn’t want to see her find out about Taehyung’s arranged married too early.

“Taehyung? You’re here? I thought you were meeting with your dad.”

She seemed surprised. I saw Taehyung was gulping in silence.

“Yo! Ma brother!” I back-hugged Taehyung from behind.

Taehyung turned around and I released him.

“JIMIN!” He screamed my name too excited. I knew it, he was panic. I could tell from his grip.

“I... actually...” Taehyung tried to explain why he was here to _______.



“Oh, you all here already? I thought we’re late!”

Suddenly there was someone greeting Taehyung and me with his familiar voice.

I stared at Yoongi hyung, confused. We were like talking head to head in silence sending each other’s telepathy. As if Yoongi hyung could read my mind, he greeted _______ and Hyerim nicely. He was faking it. I saw it clearly on his face. What’s up with this bullshit?

“You both are here too? We have a plan to eat lunch together. Wanna join us?” Yoongi hyung asked _______ and Hyerim.

Hyerim quickly nodded her head. “Sure!”

“I thought you weren’t alone,” _______ said, looking at a seat in front of Hyerim.

“My friend already left me earlier. So, I’m alone.”

I smirked. Choi Hyerim was lying obviously.

“Can we just sit and eat? I’m hungry.” Hoseok hyung broke the awkward moment. We all nodded agree. We chose a large table with 8 seats. We sat in silence. We even ordered the foods without any comments. Jung _______ looked at me, confused. I gave her a simple nod, telling her it’s alright. Our lunch was already ruined since the beginning I saw Taehyung’s future wife in here.

Jin hyung tried to make Hyerim stay away from Taehyung. They made her sit beside Namjoon hyung. Meanwhile, Jung _______ was sitting between me and Taehyung. But I saw Taehyung moved her chair a little bit closer to him. I stared at Yoongi hyung, asking for an answer.

“I need to go to toilet. Be right back.” I stood up, leaving to rest room.

“Me too.” Yoongi hyung also stood up. He got my signal.

“Hyung, wait!” Namjoon followed him too.

Taehyung watched us, confused. Jin hyung quickly distracted him talking about his new recipe.

Taehyung really liked Jin hyung’s dishes so he got Taehyung’s attention quickly.

“So, what the hell is going on here, hyung?” I asked Yoongi hyung when we’re already in the toilet.

Namjoon hyung followed him behind.

“To save the situation,” He answered me.

“Actually, we’re stalking you.” Namjoon hyung said honestly.

I looked at Yoongi hyung in disbelief. He looked back at Namjoon hyung pretty upset. Namjoon hyung closed his mouth immediately.

“Listen, if we weren’t here, what would you do? Taehyung is here with his future wife, while you’re coming here with his girlfriend. Just imagine what would happen if I didn’t save you earlier?”

“Yoongi hyung said that he had bad feeling, so we decided to follow you until here. And he’s right. Taehyung is also here with Choi Hyerim.” Namjoon hyung explained.

I sighed. “I didn’t know the situation would be this complicated. Did you tell the others about me and _______?”

Namjoon hyung tapped my back before Yoongi hyung could answer it.

“He did. But don’t worry. We don’t blame you.”

“Thanks. All I need right now is no judgment.” I told him honestly.


The atmosphere during our lunch felt awkward, especially for Taehyung. I could see how screwed he was. He couldn’t even eat the steak properly. Jung _______ had to help him slicing the meat. In the other hand, Choi Hyerim acted like it was just simple lunch with friends. I looked at her fingers. She was trembling a little bit, but she could be able to hide it.

“Hyerim, may I know, who is your friend with you earlier?”

_______ asked her, starting the conversation.

“Hmm...”

I saw Taehyung was pretending enjoy the meat. I believed he even couldn’t taste it well.

“You don’t know him though.” Hyerim answered her calmly.

“You can tell me. We’re still best friends,”

Hoseok hyung choked his water suddenly. “What? You both are really best friends?”

I saw my friends were also shocked, while Taehyung seemed like already knew it since the beginning.

_______ nodded her head. “Yes, sunbaenim. We’ve been friends since senior high school.”

_______ smiled at her friend nicely. I felt bad for her. I looked at my left side, Taehyung just stared at his almost empty plate.

“You must be so close, even sharing deep secrets,” Hoseok commented.

“Of course. But I really have no idea what’s my friend doing these days. So, no more sharing,”

She looked at Hyerim disappointed.

“No, no. It’s not like that!” Hyerim declined.

“Don’t tell me if you’re dating now...”

Taehyung choked his water this time. He was speechless with his own girlfriend’s assumptions.

“Baby, are you okay?” _______ asked him, holding his hand. I disliked it.

Taehyung coughed, nodding his head. He tried to continue eating.

“No. I’m still... single,” Hyerim answered her doubtfully.

“Hold on! Your friend with you earlier is actually your boyfriend, right?” She guessed it again.

Taehyung choked on the steak celery suddenly. He coughed harder this time. _______ gave him a glass of water.

“What’s up with you, babe? Are you okay?” Taehyung tried to answer her with simple nods.

I saw Jin hyung gave a signal to Hoseok hyung to make everyone distracted from _______’s questions.

“Anyone wants to play a game?” Hoseok hyung asked everyone.

_______ nodded her head excitedly. She was clueless.

“Let’s hangout with us then!” Yoongi hyung invited her.

“I’m sure _______ has busy schedule, so I don’t think she can’t...”

“Don’t worry. I’m free after lunch.” _______ cut Taehyung off.

I smirked. I liked a girl who wanted to take a time hangout with my buddy. She was totally my type.

“Hyerim can join with us too,” I told her.

I felt Taehyung gave me a death stare, but I ignored him.



YOU

It was my first time hangout with Bangtan boys and Hyerim. Although our lunch wasn’t running smoothly, at least I became a little bit closer with them. After eating, we went to my apartment.

They all chose my place to play. I didn’t know why. Maybe because junior female students couldn’t visit senior dorm in our university, so the nicest choice was my apartment.

Since I met Taehyung in the restaurant, so I came back with him. The black car I looked earlier was actually Taehyung’s. No wonder it looked familiar. But it was rare for me to see Taehyung driving that car, so I had no clue that’s my boyfriend’s car.

Jimin and Hyerim rode the motorcycle together. Jimin and his flirty attitude couldn’t stop making me upset. I wasn’t jealous about that, but he was just too nice, and slightly too touchy. I could see Hyerim’s red face clearly.

“What kind of game we’re going to play?”

I asked Hoseok sunbaenim when we were in my living room ready to play the game.

“Spin the bottle.” He answered me.

“Yeah, I like this game!” Yoongi smirked excitedly.

“Yes, because you’re the king of spin the bottle. Can we just choose another game?” Jin disliked the game already.

“Hahaha... just take your destiny, hyung,” Namjoon chuckled.

“But seriously, Jin hyung is right. We should choose another game,” Taehyung suggested.

Jin nodded firmly.

“Yah! Why are you like this? This is your favorite game!” Hoseok hit Taehyung’s forehead.

Taehyung didn’t respond him. He was usually loud and cheerful person, but today he seemed uneasy. I started to worry.

“Okay. Let’s vote first. Who wants to play spin the bottle?”

Yoongi started to count how many people raised their hands. I raised my hand along with Jimin, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Yoongi himself.

“We won! Let’s do this!” Yoongi continued.

Hoseok took an empty wine bottle from the kitchen. That bottle was placed on the floor in the center of the circle.

“I’m gonna tell you the rules first...”

Suddenly we heard the doorbell. Hoseok had to stop talking. I stood up and opened the door.

“Jeon Jungkook!” Jimin peeked from my back to see who’s coming.

“Fiuhh... Praise the Lord! It’s the right flat!” Jungkook came in after I let him entering.

“You lost?” Namjoon asked him.

He nodded. “Because Taehyung hyung can’t tell me the right directions.”

Taehyung just grinned at him.

I shook my head. “Did he text you?” I asked Jungkook.

“70% was just alien language,” He sighed answering me.

Jungkook took a seat beside Jimin as he noticed there was Hyerim too. He was surprised, like Jungkook had seen her somewhere. Before he could say anything, Jimin distracted him. I had no idea what was going on with them. But Jungkook’s facial expression looked obvious.
Hoseok quickly continued to explain the rules of spin the bottle game after Jungkoook joined us.

“As you already know, the chosen player will spin the bottle, and must kiss the person to whom the bottle points when it stops spinning. The first spinner will be chosen from rock-paper-scissors. The looser will be the chosen player,”

“How long we have to kiss?” Jimin asked Hoseok excitedly.

I looked at him, feeling so nervous for no reason.

“You have to kiss in 10 seconds. And if the 10 seconds are up, you haven't kissed, you have to french kiss. Otherwise, you have to kiss Ms. Norris, the lunch lady, tomorrow in front of the junior girls.” Hoseok answered him, smiling happily.

“Yuck! Hyung, why are you so cruel?” Jungkook protested.

“This is why I hate this game.” Jin said in frustration.

Ms. Norris is an old ajumma who’s working as the lunch lady in our cafeteria. She’s annoying and stingy as hell, thinking she’s the sex bomb, giving the junior girls small portion of lunch. But for the guys, she doesn’t stingy and too friendly. She has milk scent all over her body. And it’s so weird.

“Isn’t this weird if you have to kiss a guy?” I pointed at Hoseok.

Bangtan boys laughed. I raised my eyebrow.

“So, the rumor is true...”

“What rumor?” Yoongi asked me.

“Bangtan boys gay.” I answered him.

“You know I’m not gay, babe.” Taehyung stared at me seriously.

Jimin cleared his throat, interrupting. “I’m definitely NOT gay.”

“You don’t have to worry. We never lose,” Namjoon said it confidently.

“I don’t want to kiss you guys. You all gross. Let’s start it!” Jungkook shivered.

We started with rock-paper-scissors. The chosen player was Jimin. Why did I feel he give in purposely? Because I could see there was no regret on his face. He didn’t look sad at all.

“Shall we start the fun?” Jimin touched the bottle. I tried to stay calm but my heart kept beating faster. Because...

Shit! I cursed in my head.

“OH! The bottle pointed at you!” Jin said it loud.

The bottle stopped in front of me.

I looked up nervous.

Jimin and Taehyung gave me the same gaze.

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