In White Houses

We were all squished into 2 separate cars, I was in Jin's car alongside with Jungkook, Jimin and Yoongi. I was in between Jungkook and Jimin who were both cracking jokes and predicting who was going to be the first one drunk, "Noona are you going to drink?" Jungkook tapped me, "Hm? No, I don't think so, I'm not a big drinker."

"I'm proud of that answer, you should not be drinking!" Jin scolded looking through his rearview mirror, Jimin and Jungkook snickered, "that goes for both of you too!" "Aw, hyung!" Jungkook whined. I was growing nervous as we were heading closer to the destination, this was my first real house party and I don't know what to expect.

Jimin brushed his knee against mine, "Oh, sorry," he nervously apologized, "it's fine," I replied my voice sounding a pitch higher, "You nervous?" he asked looking at me, "Kind of," I bit my lip, "don't worry, we won't leave you or anything, well, at least I won't." he smiled, his comforting words made me feel at ease, "thank you Jimin."



Our car stopped as we parked into a large driveway, "we're here!" Jin said getting out the car, we all hopped out the vehicle and our eyes gazed upon the unique designed house. "Whoaaa, this place is huge," Jungkook said with his mouth wide open.
"Hey guys," the rest of the gang arrived, "Wow, I guess Jackson made it big or something," Seoyeon said scanning the house, "Well let's go in." We entered the front door, the inside was huge, especially with so many people in. "Looks like he invited the whole alumni'!" Namjoon yelled through the blaring music."

"HEYYY, the gang's all here!!!" a tall man with blonde hair shouted coming towards us, "Namjoon my man!! Long time no see!" he high fived Namjoon, "Yoongi, Jin, Hoseok, Jimin, Jungkook, Tae, Seoyeon, and Jiae! I see you guys are still a crew! Nothing's changed!" He laughed high fiving the rest, I just stood there awkwardly, shifting between my feet.



"Oh? Well who's this?" He saw me, "Jackson this Seoyeon's and Jin hyung's cousin, Minjoo." Namjoon introduced us. "H-hello," I waved, not looking directly at him, a large grin came over his face, "any friend or relative to these guys are a friend of mine, nice to meet you." He held out his hand for a shake. "Nice to meet you too, um, thanks for the invite." I shook his hand. He gently squeezed my hand which I didn't expect I looked up at him and he winked at me. Okay this guy is pretty hot, I must admit. "Well you guys enjoy yourselves here, have fun!" he threw his arms up.



Some of the group split up which I was afraid was going to happen, I didn't expect Jin-oppa to leave me but he was busy entertaining girls who were pretty much all over him. It's funny how his demeanor is different from home, he went from mom to worldwide handsome player man. "You okay?" Jimin put his hand on my shoulder, "Yeah, just a bit overwhelms, there's so much people, and it's pretty loud." "That's a party for ya!" he laughed, "Do you want to go sit on that couch?" I nodded my head as he led the way.

We both sat close to each other since the other half of the couch was taken by a couple occupied with sucking each other's face off., boy was this awkward. Jimin rubbed his knees with his hands observing the party. "Do you know anyone here Jimin?" I asked, "Yeah, some, but I don't have much to say since I haven't talked to them in years," I nodded, we continued to people watch from the couch, watching people engaged with each other.

"You see that guy over there?" Jimin leaned in too close to my ear, I could feel his full lips brushing against it, it made me fluster but he didn't notice, "that guy was in the same class as me, almost in every dance recital this guy's pants used to rip every time he leaps, so we gave him the nickname SpongeBob from that episode where he rips his pants," I busted out laughing just imagining SpongeBob ripping his pants, Jimin laughed with me, the ripped pants guy turned to look at us as if he knew we were talking about him which made us cackle. I hadn't laughed so hard in so long, it felt amazing.

We finally calmed down, I was patting under my eyes to wipe away tears hoping my mascara didn't run. "Hey, you in the red jacket" a girl pointing to Jimin called out, his eyes grew wide, "Park Jimin?" I could see he knew who the girl was because he grinned at her, "Song Yunhee?" "It's so nice to see you!" she waved, "Come here meet my best friend Hyo!" She pulled Jimin up from the couch, the 3 of them talking and laughing about their past in University.

I sigh, so much for Jimin not leaving me. I felt out of place since I was probably the only one not talking to anyone, "Having fun?" a voice spoke into my ear which caused me to jump, I turned to see it was Jackson, he chuckled and slid next to me on the couch with a dark strong-smelling liquid in his glass.


"you didn't go to the same Uni as us so, it must be awkward for you to be here." He said side eyeing me, "no...not at all." I lied. "Oh is that why you're by yourself on the couch?" he smirked, I rolled my eyes, "Come, walk with me, talk with me," he got up holding his hand out I hesitated but I saw Jimin was still preoccupied with those girls so I took his hand as he pulled me up.

He took me to a quiet area in his backyard, "wow, so, you live here? Just you?" I asked looking around, "Yeah, I'm originally from Hong Kong, my parents and I moved here years ago until I finished school here, I moved to America for fencing and I just moved back since I got a job offer as an architect." "Did you design this house?" "kind of, my dad let me help him design this house when I was in high school and he built it here for me as a gift. He's also an architect."



"that's awesome!" "what about you, where are you from?" "About an hour east from here, I'm a country girl," I laughed, "A country girl in the big city nice," he grinned getting up from his chair to the small outside bar to pour himself some more alcohol "So what do you do?" "Oh nothing special like you, I graduated from a small college back home for business, but now I'm about to work with Seoyeon as a ballet teaching assistant." "You dance too?" "You can say that, I haven't really dance in so long after my mother passed." "Oh, I see, I'm sorry about that."

We suddenly heard a scream from the kitchen inside we jumped up to look through the window and saw Seoyeon posing, "THIS IS MY JAM!!" she started moving her hips throwing her arms up, with a beer in her hand, you can tell she was on the verge of being drunk. Jackson and I both laughed, Namjoon was watching her from the counter, "Babe...you got no Jams!" I guess he's stuck babysitting her for the rest of the night like a good boyfriend he is.



We both sat back down, and the air became chilly, I slightly hugged myself trying to keep warm, it was an unusually cool night in the month of May, I might as well be naked being in this skin-tight dress. "You cold?" Jackson asked, "Just a bit." Jackson came over to me on the patio sofa, he pulled me close to him wrapping his arms around me.

He's too close. I was internally screaming, a hot guy keeping me warm! I stiffen, not knowing what to do, he then leans into my ear, "You look so sexy tonight...you don't mind...do you?" his voice was a bit sensual. What the freaking frack does he mean???? I didn't answer my mind was trying to figure what he meant, his nose was brushing against my cheek, his hand held my chin, pulling my face close to his, "uh, jackso—," "shhh, hey, it's okay," he whispered, I can smell the strong alcohol in his breath, oh dear god is he drunk?

My eyes grew wide as he came close to my lips...then suddenly kissed me. Hard. His tongue pushing its way inside my mouth, oh my fuck! Is this a French kiss?! Who would have thought I graduated from kissing a few nights ago and moved on to French kissing. His other hand was very impatient, moving up and down my body, his kisses started being aggressive, I felt like I couldn't breathe, I tried to push him away, but he was strong.

He aggressively pulled me in closer to him, then pushed me down on the sofa still kissing me, pinning me down. No one was near, no one knew I was back here, it would be useless for me to scream it's so loud inside. Oh dear god, this can't happen, tears began to form, help, I called inside my head.

A sudden force pushed Jackson off me, him falling on the ground on his ass. "What the fuck man!" Jackson growled, Taehyung was standing over him, he pulled him by his collar, "Don't you ever fucking touch her in your life you dirty fuckin scum." Taehyung sneered at him staring him right in the eyes, he shoved him back and turned to help me up. "Whatever man, you can take her, there's plenty of pussy around here for me to bang, easy whores like her,"



Jackson shouted towards us, we were almost to the kitchen door when Taehyung turned around storming back to Jackson with a dangerous look on his face, Jackson's eyes grew wide with fear, he punched Jackson hard that I could hear his knuckles meeting his face. Jackson fell and laid unconscious on the ground, I couldn't believe I just witness that.

"C'mon," Taehyung quickly grabs my arm pulling me inside. We went in the house brushing passed the crowd of people dancing inside, we were finally out in the driveway where he got on a motorcycle starting it. "get on," he said in a stern voice, when did he drive a motorcycle? I obeyed getting on the back of the bike, it was pretty hard and awkward with the skin-tight dress I had on.

He ref up the engine and we peeled off, I shut my eyes tight since he was going so fast, my heart was racing. We finally reached to the hotel, Taehyung got off his bike walking over to the valet guy, he threw his keys at him and the valet guy gave him a puzzled look looking back at the motorcycle.

I was trying to catch up with Taehyung he was walking way too fast to the private elevator, my feet were in pain power walking in heels. He scanned his access key on the control board and the elevator went up, he didn't say a word to me. The elevator doors opened and we walked in, just us two.

I decided to scurry away to my room but I felt him grabbing my arm pulling me back. "H-hey--," He spun me around, "What the fuck do you think you were doing?!" he asked in a hostile voice.

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