Euphoria | BTS (Bangtan Sonyeondan)

"We Are So Fucked..."

A few hours later, I wake up to feel my phone vibrate on the bed and I turn over to look at it and realize I have 4 missed calls from Jimin. I slide my thumb over the screen and bring the phone to my ear.

"Hi," I say.

"Are you okay? You weren't answering and I was starting to get worried," he tells me.

"Yeah, I'm fine Jiminie. I just, I fell asleep accidentally," I skip telling him about the panic attack part.

"Are you at the hotel?" I can hear voices around him and wonder if he's with the others, if they've heard anymore from Yoongi.

"Yeah, I am. I'm in 1102," I say to him.

"Okay, did you have someone you wanted to be with you tonight?" he asks me and it makes me smile because I can only assume that he really wants to come be with me.

"You," I tell him and I'm not lying. Today, tonight, I just, I want him.

"I'm yours," he says and I can literally hear him smiling, "I will be done soon. I just have to finish some vocals and then I'll head straight to you. Don't eat or wash up until I'm there," he says and I feel the butterflies in my stomach.

"Okay, I'll see you soon," I tell him.

"I'll see you soon Nae Sarang," he says as I hear the beep of the call ending.

Just as I hang up the phone with Jimin, I hear a knock on the door. I walk that way and look in the peephole to see who it is to see a very beautiful Kim Namjoon standing there. I open the door and he smiles at me, flashing me those to die for dimples. God, he is so gorgeous.

"You gonna let me in or are you just gonna keep staring at me?" He asks with a wink, as he clenches his jaw at me. Oh, so I got bossy Joon today.

"Get in here then," I say to him as I roll my eyes and move aside and make a path for him to walk into the room to. He walks in and makes his way toward the main part of the bedroom. He stands in the middle of the room and pulls my arm toward him as I walk in behind him. He crushes his lips against mine, he seems so depraved. He glides his tongue along my lips and exhales a moan. I open my mouth and press my tongue against his. A shiver makes it way down my spine. I knot my hands into fits in the fabric of his shirt and pull him as close to me as I can.

"Damn," I hear him moan out and that makes me want to push him further but I try and contain myself. I pull myself away from him as I place a soft kiss on his mouth. I grab his hand and pull him to come sit on the loveseat on the right side of the room. He plops down and I sit next to him, facing him as I lean my elbow on the back of the couch.

"How was work? " I ask him nonchalantly. He looks at me and narrows his eyes as he bites his lip. I laugh slightly as I watch him lift his hips to adjust his pants. He looks breathtaking and I can't take my eyes off of him. His hair is combed to the side, exposing his forehead. His makeup is beautiful and they made his eyes look dark and sexy. His lips are pinky and puffy and his cheeks are stained a crimson blush. He's perfect.

"Work was good. We laid down a few tracks for the new album and did some promotional things. It's going to be a long week. I had a little break so I thought I'd come and see you before you go to bed," he tells me as I silently thank past me for booking the hotel across the street from the company. I move closer to him so that my legs are on his. "How was your day?" He asks as he rests his hand on my thigh and let's his fingers trace along my tattoo.

"Honestly?" I ask him.

"Of course, tell me," he says.

"It sucked. Just absolute trash. I have to go to the police station tomorrow morning because they have some things they want to talk to me about that they found on my phone," I tell him. His eyes soften as he looks at me. He drops his head back on the back of the the couch and let's out a sigh.