Lust;
A very strong sexual desire.
**You can enjoy this book without any knowledge of BTS**
(This book is a complete work of fiction and comes from my own brain. In no way does this book actually represent BTS think of them just as actors for the p...
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*Lacey's POV*
I fall to the ground and begin to scream. Jungkook instantly is there to hold me.
"Hey, hey it'll be okay Lacey." He coos to me gently.
I can't make out any words. I don't want to talk. I look him in the eyes and push him away from me. I needed one person and one person only. I don't even think I just stand up and run out of my room and out of my house, across my front lawn to the house next door.
I bang on the door. "Yeonjun. Please." I cry out.
The door opens. "Lacey?"
"Yeonjun." Tears fall down my face. "Help."
He steps aside letting me in. Yeonjun has always been there when I need him... up until recently... Mariana made sure of that. "Lace whats wrong?" He looks at me worried. I look around. Clearly his dad had been drinking again. The house was a complete mess. Tears still falling down my cheeks I just hug him. He embraces me with a big hug. "It's okay Lacey I'm here." He lifts up my face giving me a smile. "Now tell me whats wrong?"
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"Is your dad home?" I whisper.
He shakes his head no. "He's at the bar. He won't be back until around 1 am. Thats if he comes back."
I hug him tightly. "I'll clean up... it's no-"
"Nope. It's fine I only come home to sleep anyways. Besides you came here having a crisis." He grabs my hand and leads me up the stairs to his room. His room is always super clean. It looks almost unused. I plop down on his bed and he plops down beside me. I lay backwards and he runs his hand through my hair. "Whats wrong Lacey?"
"Jimin... he..." I choke on my words. Without me having to say more Yeonjun throws himself into hugging me.
"Hey, it'll be okay." He smiles at me.
"You don't understand..." he rubs his fingers across my clavicle.
