After Dark ✔️

EIGHTEEN

Slowly I could feel my personality changing. There was a huge difference between when I woke up from dying, and who I used to be. There was very little that I remembered, but there was one thing that nagged at me, that I just couldn't shake.

"She actually said shit like that to you?" Tae asked me as I scooted closer to him.

"All the time." I replied. "She was a miserable bitch though. Fuck I hated her. I don't remember everything, but there are some stuff that's still up here and I don't know if I'll forget it. Not to mention that I was basically her bitch. I did everything for her. I even did HER job half of the time. I had no life. Nothing. At least I don't think. And I doubt she was able to find anyone that would put their life on pause for her the way I did. I bet she is pulling her hair out of her head by now. Having to actually work."

"I can't believe you worked for her for so long." Jimin said, as he leaned back into the couch. "Id have killed her. Without a doubt."

I giggled. "Well, I was human...trust me if I had the chance, I'd slowly drain every drop of blood from her body."

"That's hot." Jimin said with a wicked smile. "I'd pay to see you do that."

"You confuse me." I said to him, making him raise an eyebrow.

"How so?"

"You say stuff like that a lot. And you have two male mates..."

"You don't think I've fucked my fair share of females?"

"Jimin..." Tae warned.

I regarded Jimin carefully as his grin grew, splitting his face right in two. "Faye, babygirl, you wound me. You think I couldn't rock your pussy good and hard if I had the chance?"

"Jimin." Tae growled this time, a deep rumbling coming from his chest.

I smirked, turning so that I was facing him, leaning my back against Taehyung's chest. "Jiminie...you know what would happen if you touched me." I softly cooed as I let my hands rub against the inside of my thighs. I saw his eyes darken as he leaned forward, his hands clasped together by his fingers, each elbow on his knees as he looked up at me. I watched his eyes follow my hands, licking his lips. "TaeTae would destroy you." I continued, dragging my hands up my body, deliberately slowly. I could feel Taehyung stiffen from under me, his hands protectively secure on my waist, holding me.

"You're walking a thin line..." I heard him whisper in my ear.

I giggled and my hands stopped at my breast, cupping each in my palms. I leaned my head back, lulling it against Tae's head, squeezing them firmly and letting out a low, yet loud, groan of enjoyment.

"Jimin." A firm voice echoed through the room, making me and Tae both look to our side.

Leaning against the wall was a smirking Yoongi, next to him is a dark looking Hoseok, who was glaring at Jimin deeply. When I turned over to Jimin I realized he stood to his feet, and the realization that Hoseok stopped Jimin from coming toward us made me laugh.

"You got in trouble." I taunted him, making Taehyung tickle my ear with his chuckle.

Jimin moved to come closer, but that same voice stopped him.

"Ah!" Hoseok said, making Jimin turn to look at him. He lifted his hand and curled his finger slight, beckoning Jimin to come towards him. "Come here, baby boy."

Jimin straightened himself, turning fully to Hoseok while he slowly stepped towards him. Yoongi was smirking, lazily trying to hold back laughter. When Jimin reached the two of them, Hoseok hooked his hand around Jimin's neck, yanking him closer so that their faces were nearly pressed against one another.