Only Seven- Rewriting

JUNGKOOK

Friday, 11/03/22

Jin told us about his plans to take us to the carnival tonight and to say I'm excited would be an understatement.

We're finally going on a date!

Namjoon ended up not taking me to the club on Monday, ugh. I mean I knew he wouldn't but I had hoped that my very convincing reasons would've swayed him but I was wrong.

This is much better than a club though. Carnivals are so awesome and fun and I can't wait to go on all the rides with my boyfriends.

Even Hobi agreed to go without that girl, Danielle, and that was enough to make me forgive him at least a little. I know I might be acting unreasonable but I really am hurt by all this.

I will stop giving him the silent treatment but I won't let him fuck me until the girl leaves. That should teach him.

Jin told us to be ready by five and that's in about ten minutes. I was ready an hour ago with how excited I was so now I'm heading to the ground floor to wait for Jimin and Taehyung to finish doing each other’s makeup. They're so boujee.

I'm surprised to find Yoongi there already. Looking hot in tight black jeans, a black tee, a black leather jacket and a baseball cap. He's so hot I wanna bite a brick. Or something.

He's facing away from me and out of the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook the backyard gardens.

I go up behind him on the couch and wrap my legs around his waist, loving the musky smell of his cologne and his own unique scent.

His hand that isn't holding a glass of whiskey, lands on my forearm on his stomach, squeezing it lightlyin acknowledgement.

He doesn’t say anything though, he just lets me hold him like that. I place my chin on his shoulder after I'm done sniffing his scent.

That sounds weird but he smells soooo goooood!

"Someone's in a good mood." He says quietly, his deep voice giving me the shivers.

"I'm just excited for the carnival." I tell him honestly, looking out at the flower garden and the makeshift rainforest in our back garden.

"I can tell," he says, huffing a laugh before taking a sip of his whiskey before he continues. His next words making me stiffen. "Namjoon told me you tried to trick him into taking you clubbing on Monday."

Oh shit. Namjoon snitched!? Whyyyyyy?

"Uhm, no?" I try to denyj, only succeeding in sounding extremely guilty.

"It's not wise to lie to me right now, baby." He quietly murmurs, sipping his drink like I'm not practically suffocating right behind him.

My voice is choked up when I say my next words."I'm sorry. I wasn't serious at all, I swear it."

Why the hell am I still lying to him.

He turns around and looks right into my eyes this time, his own eyes stern with an eyebrow raised. He might be shorter than me but that doesn't mean he doesn't intimidate me sometimes. Like right now I feel smaller than him with the way he's looking at me.

"Lying to me again, darling?" He asks with barely veiled anger in his tone. Ah shit, I'm so getting my ass spanked.

"Yes, sorry daddy." I apologize, pulling out the big guns, my puppy dog eyes, knowing damn well they don't work on him most of the time.

"Nice try, love." He says with a smirk. "But that trick doesn't work on me."

I am so going to be spanked today.

The panic is clear in my eyes when Taehyung and Namjoon arrive downstairs.

Yoongi is still looking right at me with his intense cat-like eyes and I wanna cry.

NAMJOON

When Taehyung and I get downstairs after showering together, we find Yoongi and Jungkook already there.

Yoongi looking at him like he wants to eat him up while Jungkook looks like he's about to shit his pants or cry. Or both.

I know the look in Yoongi's eyes very well, Jungkook is in trouble. Not that I've ever been on the receiving end of it but I know it very well.

"What's got his panties in a twist?" Taehyung asks Jungkook in a not-so-quiet voice. Wrong move.

"Whose panties, Tae?" Yoongi asks him, an eyebrow raised, amusement laced with a bit of anger in his voice. Taehyung won't hear the warning in his voice but I did.

"Yours? You look mad." He supplies nonchalantly and Yoongi smirks. Ah shit.

"Do you want to repeat that, baby?" Yoongi asks him. Giving him a final warning to retract his statement. But I know he won't do that because he's really oblivious sometimes.

"What has got your panties in a twist, Yoongi?"

He gives his answering challenge and I realize he's doing it on purpose. He wants Yoongi to punish him. Ever the little masochist.

Yoongi smirks at both of them before leaving the room with his glass of whiskey still in his hand. They are in deep shit and they know it.

"Are you fucking crazy? He was already mad and you made it worse you dumbass! If I get caught in the crossfire, you. are. dead." Jungkook hisses the threat at Taehyung before stomping out of the room with a pout and his arms crossed on his chest. So cute.

I can't help the laugh that escapes me at how childish he looks stomping away with his arms crossed and a pout on his lips while wearing the menacingly big shoes he wears. Adorable.
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I know I said this is a bdsm/ddlb book but I'm really struggling with writing scenes. Every time I succeed in writing one, it feels like I used someone else's and I don't like plagiarism.

I'm gonna improve on that note but there won't be any scenes in this book. Maybe the next one if there's gonna be one.

I'm sorry. 💔