Euphoria | BTS (Bangtan Sonyeondan)

"We Are A Family; Where One Goes, We All Go..."

Jungkook and I spend the next few hours painting. It's messy, it's fun, it's really, really hot. It starts off normal: paintbrushes and canvases and lines, etc. but it doesn't take long for paint to be everywhere and his hand prints to be littered all over my body. Nothing really ends up on the canvases other than smears of paint from where we rolled around, making out like horny teenagers. It was one of the most fun dates I've had ever had, but that's nothing new, these men make every memory I had before them seem obsolete. After we've finished painting, we get in the shower and wash the paint we have all over our bodies. He gently scrubs me, making sure I'm clean and he some how ends up on his knees with his tongue working me into an orgasm that's so mind blowing that my knees give out and I slip in the shower. We lay on the cold tile of the shower floor, laughing uncontrollably. After a few moments, we finally get out and get ready for bed. I put my robe back on, leaving my undergarments in his hamper knowing they'll get washed eventually..

"I wish you could stay and cuddle with me tonight," He says as he pats down on the bed next to him where he's laying naked under his clean white sheets. I walk to him and sit on the edge of the bed. My hand pushing his long hair off of his eyes. It's so hard to say no to him when he looks at me like that. So soft and so sweet; those giant doe eyes of his shining like the brightest star in the sky. I'll never understand how one human being could be so absolutely breathtaking. He holds the entire galaxy in those eyes; wide with wonder and longing for love. I wish he knew that there isn't a single second that goes by, that I don't think about how lucky I am that the universe decided to pick me to love him.

"I wish I could too baby, but soon" I tell him as he gives me a small pout, knowing that his pout could literally end wars. "Ya! Don't give me that pout, you know I can't say no to you when you do that! " I say to him as I pinch his lips between my fingers and laugh. He leans in and kisses me gently. "I had so much fun with you tonight. I appreciate you planning this," I tell him. He smiles gently at me and pulls me in to kiss me again.

"I had fun too Jagiya. Get good rest and I'll see you in the morning, okay? I love you," He says sweetly. I kiss him one more time and get off the bed and head to the door. I turn off his lights as I see him settle into bed.

"Night baby, I love you," I tell him as I turn around and close the door behind me.

I make my way down the hall to Yoongi's room and decide to stop in the kitchen before to grab something to drink. It seems as though most of the guys have made their way to their rooms, offices, or studios because the living room and kitchen are empty. I grab a glass and open the refrigerator and pull the water out and turn to fill my glass. I lean against the counter and start to space out. Just as I'm thinking about the things I need to do tomorrow, preparing my mental list, I hear a loud noise coming from outside. I walk toward the window and look around to see if I see anything. Everything seems normal until I see something something directly behind the concrete barrier behind our yard and garden area; in the wooded at the base of the hill. The figure is moving quickly away from our property, weaving between the trees. At first, I think It could be an animal of some sort but we don't really live too far out of the city so large animals don't frequent this area. I see it again as it stops and settles between the trees. It's dark but I know that I am not just seeing things or imagining things; that is a person and they're looking straight at me. I turn around, place my glass on the counter and run. I rush to his room and gently knock on his door because I don't want to startle him. I wait and he doesn't answer so I decide to just walk in.

"Seokjin-ah, please wake up," I tell him as I run my hand up his arm softly, trying not to sound too freaked out. He turns around and sits up abruptly.

"Eleanor, what's wrong?" He says to me.

"There's someone outside, I saw movement and at first I was not sure if it's an animal or what but it didn't look like it and then they turned around and looked at me. I'm scared," I tell him honestly. He throws the blanket off of himself, puts his slippers on, gets off the bed, grabs my hand and leads us to the kitchen. We stand by the windows as he dials a number into his phone. He starts speaking and I can make out bits and pieces of what he's saying. He hangs up and looks at me.