Dangerous games| with Sope

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After looking at the caller ID, I got annoyed and put the ringing phone deeper into my handbag.

What does he want from me? After making such a scene in the restroom, now he dares to call me? I really don't want to hear his voice or see his face. Or maybe he just wants to have another fight? Fuck him.
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Yoongi tried to call me three or four more times. But eventually, he realized that I didn't want to talk to him.

When the weather cooled down, I decided to go back to the hotel. I called an Uber, and there was about a 40-minute ride ahead of me.

The phone rang again. I sighed loudly, thinking it was Yoongi again. But this time, it was Hoseok.

"Hello."

"Where are you? Are you okay?" I heard Hobi's worried voice.

"I'm fine, I've called an Uber and I'm on my way to the hotel. So, you can stop worrying."

"Great. Me and the whole Maknea line having drinks in my room. If you want, you can join us when you get back."

"Thanks for the offer, I'll think about it. Although I'm not in the best mood and I might spoil the mood for you too. But I'll definitely think about it."

"Okay, you know my room door is always open for you."

"I know. That's why you're so awesome, my sunshine."

Hobi giggled.

[...]

Back at the hotel, I decided to go straight to my room. I realized that I didn't want to talk to anyone, at least for now.

After taking off my shoes, I immediately collapsed on the bed, curled up in a ball, and closed my eyes. I put on some soft music in the background and just tried to calm down.

I felt very hurt. My self-esteem was trampled on.

[...]

Someone knocked on my door again. I didn't want to see anyone. But I went to the door anyway, without even thinking about how bad I looked now. Running eye make-up, swollen eyes, runny and red nose.

I opened the door and there stood Yoongi. Without waiting for anything, without letting him say a word, I immediately slammed the door in his face.

"Y/n, please let me in. I want to talk, I want to apologize to you." I heard Yoongi's quiet voice.

I leaned against the door. I was really angry with him. If I let him in now, I know I would yell at him and maybe even slap him.

"Go away, Yoongi. I am very angry and hurt. I don't want to hear your stupid excuses, or worse, have you scold me again. Just go away." I felt another tear roll down my cheek.

"Y/n... Please... I know I've been rude, I've reacted badly. Please, Y/n..."

I didn't know what to do. Should I let him in?

Sighing, I still decided to open the door. I opened it slowly and stepped aside to let him enter the room.

Yoongi shyly entered the room and stood in the middle of the room.

I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him.

"So, why did you come here? What did you want to say? I hope I won't regret letting you in." My voice was slightly raised.

Yoogi looked up at me. "I want to apologize for how I reacted and acted in the restroom. It was wrong and I took it way too far. You were absolutely right, we're just friends. Friends with benefits, to be precise. You can have the same relationship with anyone else or just be friends. I'm sorry for reacting so harshly when you had fun with Taehyung. He's an amazing guy and I should be just happy that you're hanging out with him or any other BTS member, they're all amazing."

"I accept your apology, but I am really hurt. And I can't just turn the button off and forget it all. I think I need some time."

"So you don't forgive me?" Yoongi sat down next to me pouting.

I sighed loudly. "Not completely, I can't. Just can't yet. It's all too fresh."

Yoongi looked deeply into my eyes. "I'm really sorry. I got jealous and didn't control myself. I'll do my best to make sure it doesn't happen again." Yoongi smiled sadly.

"I quite like jealousy, but just a little one." I giggled.

Yoongi looked at me gently and put his hand on my thigh.

"I'll do everything to make you forgive me. What can I do to make you cheer up?"

" Everything is okay. It's enough for me that you told me you won't do it again. I'll take your word for it." I smiled a little and put my palm on his.

Yoongi looked at our hands and snuggled closer to me.

"I didn't like arguing with you at all. I don't want to experience that anymore. I'm sorry again." He gently stroked my cheek with his free hand.

At his touch, I closed my eyes. Even though I was angry with him, Yoongi's touch has a special effect on me. "I like seeing my Yoongi again." I smiled.

"And now I will leave you alone. Somehow I'll try to get through the night without you." Yoongi smirked, gently kissed my arm, and left my room.

I fell into bed and started to think.

I was glad that Yoongi had realized his mistakes and apologized to me. But my self-esteem was still hurt. Even though I missed him madly and would have loved to spend the evening with him.

Let's hope that I will be able to be without him tonight too. We will see.

After lying in bed for a while, I decided I needed to cheer up and do something more interesting. I didn't come here to stay in a hotel bed. So, after fixing my make-up, dressed in a little bit fancier, but not too flashy clothes, I knocked on the door of the Hobby room.

Jungkook opened the door. He already looked quite drunk, but when he saw me his face lit up with a wide bunny smile.

"Guys, Y/n here. Our evening just got a hundred times better." He shouted to the guys in the room. "Come on in, sweetheart."

"Hi, guys." I greeted everyone as I entered the small living room where Hobi, Jimin, and Taehyung were sitting on the couch. The small table was full of empty bottles and a few more full bottles of alcoholic drinks.

Hobi stood up from the sofa and came over and hugged me. "Hi, butterfly. I didn't expect you to come anymore." His hands squeezed my hips.

"I decided I didn't come here to sit in my hotel room. And having a drink with you all sounds like the perfect plan for the evening." I giggled and put my arms around his neck.

For a moment Hoseok just looked at me and smiled.

"What? I asked looking into his beautiful eyes.

"Nothing." He left a little laugh. "You're just perfect." He whispered in my ear.

"And you are maybe a little drunk?" I asked giggling.

"Mmmm... A little." Hobi laughed out loud. "Be glad we're not alone now. Because I miss you like crazy. And I would not be responsible for my actions." He whispered in my ear again. His voice made my body shiver.

"Yep. You're really drunk." I laughed. "Okay, pour me something to drink too. I have to catch up with you." I sat down on the arm of the couch since there was no space on the couch. I sat next to Taehyung, who handed me a glass with a brown drink in it.

"Here you go, enjoy. One of the best whiskies this hotel has to offer.

"Oh damn... It's too luxurious for me." I laughed as I tasted the drink. The taste was unique, luxurious, the strength of the drink pleasantly burnt my throat.

"Y/n, it will be uncomfortable for you to sit on the armrest for a long time. Come, you can sit on me." Hobi smirked as he gulped down half a glass of whisky.

He was really drunk, if he kept talking like this, the whole Maknea line will realize we were sleeping together. He was obviously flirting with me.

"Hobi, maybe you've had enough to drink? Because you are already drunk and you don't understand what you are saying." I laughed.

"You don't like me drunk?" A little chuckle escaped his mouth.

"I didn't even know you drank that much." I raised an eyebrow.

"Sometimes, just sometimes." Hobi put on a sad face.

I looked angrily at Hobi, hoping he'd understand, that he need to think what he is saying.

The rest of the evening with the guys was fun and entertaining. I had a fair amount of drinks. We ordered more drinks for the room as the evening progressed, as we simply ran out of them.

I got to know the Maknea line better and I really enjoyed spending time with them all.

Taehyung was the first to leave Hobi's room, followed soon enough by Jungkook and Jimin.

"I'll go and let you rest now too, you're drunk, you need to sleep. So that tomorrow you'll be fresh and energetic." I stood up from the sofa. I felt a little tipsy, my head was dizzy.

" We just got alone and you're already in a hurry to leave. Why? I might get offended." Hobi stood up clumsily and walked over to me.

"If you want me to stay for a while, you need to sober up. Because when you're in that state, there's not much I can say or do." I put my hand on his chest.

"Mmm... We can do a lot even now." A huge smirk appeared on his face.

"You're barely standing and walking, so I doubt you could do anything spectacular or unforgettable." I laughed.

"Is that a challenge?"

"No. You just need to take a shower and sober up at least a little and drink some water." I went to the mini-bar to get a bottle of water, which I gave to Hobi.

Hobi drank the water without resisting. "I'll go to the shower just if you will come with me." He smiled devilishly.

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, you really need a shower." I took Hobi by the hand and led him to the shower.

Without hesitating, I pushed him into the shower with all his clothes on and turned on the cool water. But Hoseok grabbed my hand and pulled me to him. He was already wet, and a moment later so was I.

'What are you doing, Hobi?' I started to laugh. "I don't need a shower, I'm not as drunk as you."

"But still drunk and I couldn't resist the idea of having a shower with you, and maybe even more."

And without waiting, Hoseok smashed his lips on mine.

Although I was a little surprised, of course, I immediately returned his kiss. I seemed to get even more drunk from the kiss. Hoseok's taste was matched by the bottles of alcohol we drank, but I think I was the same.

Water was falling on our heads and bodies, my dress was sticking to my body, wet hair was falling on my face. But I didn't care.

My body was burning with passion and all I could think about at that moment was Hoseok and his lips, his hands caressing my body and his hardness against my thigh.

Hoseok pressed me against the shower wall. He quickly lifted my dress, tore my underwear. I started to laugh. "Careful, my beast. You owe me new underwear now." I laughed between kisses, trying to take in as much air as possible.

"I'll buy you all the underwear from the nearest Victoria's Secret store tomorrow, don't worry, butterfly." Hoseok smirked and kissed me fiercely.

And the next moment I just heard him pulling his pants down and felt him inside me.

[...]

After the heated session, we were both sitting in the shower, the water still running over our bodies.

We looked at each other and smiled. We were both well sobered up from the alcohol, but our heads were turned from the amazing sex.

"You really managed to sober me up." Hobi chuckled.

"But that wasn't my plan at all." I started to laugh. "Everything was supposed to be different."

"I guess it was better than you thought, am I right?" He caressed my cheek.

"Of course. Things are always better with you than I think." I pecked his lips. "But Hoseok, please don't act the way you did tonight near the guys. It was too obvious that we're not just friends." I pouted a little.

"You're right. I'm sorry I was careless. I don't think they need to know that we do a little more stuff than ordinary friends." He pulled me closer to him. "But sometimes I can't control myself, especially when I haven't seen you, touched you, in a long time. The moment you walked into my room tonight, you have no idea what thoughts flooded into my head and mind.

"I think it's time for us both to go to bed. You have a concert tomorrow." We both stood up and walked out of the shower.

Hobi gave me a towel with which I dried my dress and hair a little. I looked in the mirror. My make-up was a bit smeared, my hair was messy and wet, the dress was still clinging to my body, which only highlighted my curves.

"You have no idea how sexy you look now." In the mirror, I saw Hoseok's gaze scanning my whole body.

"You look no worse." I smirked. I turned to him and scanned his entire body. Wet hair pulled up and the half-naked body. Wet, unbuttoned jeans clinging to his body and a naked, toned chest and torso. I bite my lower lip. "I'm speechless." I giggled. I walked up to him and kissed him gently. "Goodnight, see you tomorrow."

Hobi hugged me tighter. "Sweet dreams." His face was graced with a flawless smile.

When I left Hobi's room, I wanted to get back to my room as soon as possible, because I was looking inappropriate.

Just as I was about to open the door of my room, I heard a voice I didn't want to hear now.

"Y/n?" Yoongi's footsteps were coming towards me.

I cursed in my head but turned to him. "Yoongi? You're not asleep yet?" I really had no idea what time it was.

"I could ask you the same thing. It's 3 a.m. and you're all wet back in your room." A little chuckle escaped his mouth. He was scanning me from head to toe.

"Oh, yeah. I, Hobi, and Maknea line had a few drinks. The whole Maknea line left, and I stayed with Hobi to try to sober him out. In the end, not only did he get into a shower, but I did too. But the most important thing is that the mission was accomplished and he is much more sober." I laughed.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" I asked curiously.

"I and Namjoon were working on a new project, we had a few glasses of whisky. And now I was going to my room. But, when you look like that... Y/n, you're driving me crazy."

Yoongi put one arm around my waist and pushed me into my room.

"You shouldn't be walking in the hotel hallways like that. Because it might drive any other man or me crazy. I might lose my head and completely lose control of myself." His eyes were burning.

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