Gangsta's crush ( Taehyung And Female Character)

Glorious Gala

It's our Mochi's birthday. Jimin is sexy, lovely and cute, makes me want to compliment him even for breathing. He has such a comforting aura and don't even let me start with his savageness. His comebacks and expression always make me laugh. He deserve the world.💜

Namjoon had minimal courtesy to booked a limo, knowing that our crowded ass would barely fit in any other vehicle albeit dumping track except my Y/n who was glorious enough to not put her feet on ground.

We were walking like runway models, crossing the mansion in attitude but our fakeasses went crumbling when it came to seating arrangement.

"I call dibs on shotgun" Jungkook hollered and sprint towards shining vehicle.

"Kid, this is my limo. I dare you to call dibs even on a tire" the driver huffed in annoyance and crossed his arms. Maybe he didn't know that we are Mafias or even if he knows what can we really do.

Laughing at Jungkook offended face, we climbed in.

"It's a Limousine, muscular bunny. The driver's seat will be separate from us" Namjoon lecture him so he wouldn't go around embarrass us with his low IQ.

"I am picking the window seat or you're gonna have my lunch on your half-naked selves" Jin warned, already looking tense and we made space from him rather fearfully.

Even though the limo was spacious enough, we were fighting for specific seats and end up sitting in a tight bundle even though rest of the seats were empty. The driver shook his head and went to driving, muttering 'I am not paid enough for this'.

Luck was on my side as Y/n was sitting on window seat and I was beside her while Jimin get up from my side to give us privacy in other words to fight off Jungkook who was laughing his ass off after hearing his slave dress story.

The chances of doing something racy were high, making me jittery. I looked at her side profile who was silently watching outside of the tinted window.

The venue was on top of hills, separated from civilization so that no one would notice Mafiosos getting drunk and made a fool of themselves.

The streetlights were reflecting on her face making her ethereal and I couldn't help but close our distance which was already none to begin with.

"Could you move aside" she said without looking at my direction as my weight made her squish on door.

"No" I teased and squished her more, so that she would be forced to lean on me.

"Okay then! crush me and let people see crisp Cleopatra" she retorted.

I laughed at sassy reply and put my hands on her shoulder toying with straps, pulling her toward me, making her half seat on my thighs. My flesh felt warm from having her, reminding of the intimate moment happened in my office.

"What's the sudden obsession with my dress? Do you want it?" she mocked me but ended up blushing after hearing my reply.

"Yes, I want this dress on my bed" I flirted with her as she hit me softly on my chest for my indecency. I kissed her jawline upto her ear and nibbled on it making her sassy facade crumbling.

"You are too much" she whined

"No baby, you'll be the reason of my death"

"How many times do I have to tell you not to joke around death topic" she said angrily not liking my wording.