Until we meet in person

Chapter 1

     {He stalks towards her; she feels the bed shift as he crawls towards her. He was gripping his hard cock, "You ready for this babydoll?" She couldn't even focus on what he was saying because he was rubbing his tip up and down her wet folds. "Please, Hobi," she moaned. 

"Please, what?"

"Please fuck me, Daddy. I need you inside me now."

She heard him chuckle before he started to insert himself inside of her. The stretch was almost too much; by the time he was to the hilt, she had nearly passed out from the size. He was large, huge. He started moving, and she could feel her orgasm beginning. Just a few more pumps, and they'd be soaring.

"Faster, Daddy, I'm so close."}

"Hobi Hyung, what are you doing? You've been staring at your phone for over an hour. Plus, you are smiling. Let me see what's so interesting." Jungkook leaned over to see what was on his phone, but Hobi hit the off button before he could see anything. He would never admit to anyone that he was reading Fanfiction. Jungkook would never let him live that one down. 

 "Nothing, I was reading a new book." He looked disappointed, "Did you need something Kookie?"

"No, I'm just bored. Tae is playing a video game, and the other Hyungs are asleep except Joon; he's reading a book, too. Maybe you were doing something fun, and I could join." He was wagging his eyebrows.

"Kookie, why would I do something like that in a room with at least 20 other people?" Hobi gave him a pointed look. Technically, he was doing what the younger suspected, just in book form. Thankfully, his jeans are so tight that Kook wouldn't notice how hard he is.

He threw his head back on the couch and sighed, "I'm so bored."

"Well, I don't know how to help you. Maybe you should go to sleep?" Hobi just wanted him to leave so he could keep reading the book.

He finally left him alone, and the elder turned his phone back on so he could see the rest of the scene. He had a notification in the app and he saw that she posted another story, this one was about Jungkook. Ugh, he was not reading that one. 

Hobi decided to go to her profile and look around; she had a lot of stories about BTS. And what he's read so far, it's like she's known them intimately. He needed to know more about this girl. He saw a link to her Instagram, and it was public, so he started scrolling. There are no pictures of her to be found anywhere.

It's aesthetic shots, her food, books she's reading, and some Boba tea she was drinking. The only photo that she's even in she's not looking at the camera, she has her back turned and her hair is flowing in the wind. She's a tiny thing with long black hair. He looked closer, and she was holding a small flag. It seems like the American flag. Damn, she's American. There's no way he'd be able to meet her now. 

Jes stared at her computer and sighed. Her eyes hurt from staring at the white screen for so many hours.

"Jes, what are you doing? Get off the computer and get dressed; we're going to a fan signing with TxT," Chae-Young, her best friend, yelled from the door.

Jes jumped and screamed, "Jesus Christ, Chae, you scared the crap out of me."

She smiled and then frowned, "Eww, why do you look like that?"

Jess looked down at what she was wearing: sweatpants and a hoodie. There might have been some Cheeto dust on her shirt. She reached up and touched her hair, which was in a very messy and dirty bun. "I didn't have class today; I might not have showered yet."

Chae put her hand on her hips and yelled at Jes in Korean. 

She threw her hands up in surrender, "Fine, I'll go shower. Jesus, you are so freaking mean when you speak Korean. Give me 20 minutes, and I'll be presentable, okay? Pick me out something to wear."