Boyfriend for Hire (BTS Ot7 x Reader)

Chapter 65



The plane ride sucked. Really sucked. Being stuck in one place for so long is not my cup of tea. Couple that with then being crammed into a car for an additional almost one hour drive to the place we were staying, I was ready to be done with it. The drive took even longer than usual seeing as how we had arrived just in time for Carnival. The streets were crowded and people were already celebrating despite it not being for a couple more days. At least it was better to see the decorations and everyone dressed up than an empty sky.

Namjoon could damn near speak perfect Portuguese, because why not? The man clearly was a glutton for punishment when it came to knowledge, and it shouldn't have been a surprise that it extended to languages as well. But that certainly didn't stop me from being flabbergasted when he began speaking it out of nowhere like it was second nature. Jin chuckled, using two fingers to close my mouth that was hanging open in shock.

"You'll catch flies sweetheart."

"Are you not impressed?" I awed, turning to Jin while still casting glances over my shoulder where Namjoon was speaking with the property owner of the vacation home we would be occupying for our stay.

Kat and Jackson opted to stay relatively close to us, but not close enough that we would encroach on their honeymoon time. They were staying in a similar modern Fachwerk house that was a little smaller than mine and the guys' considering there was only two of them and eight of us. They were a quick five-minute drive down the road in case we needed anything, so close, but not on top of each other.

"Of course I am. But right now, I'm more grateful seeing as how it'll make it a lot easier to navigate our way around with someone who knows the language. Plus, I've had years to get used to him speaking everything other than Korean." He grunted, heaving one of the suitcases out of the back of rental car.

"Taehyung, what the hell is in here? Why is it so heavy?" he complained, turning to the man in question who was now rocking a pair of shades as he waltzed over from his own vehicle.

"Clothes." He deadpanned as if it should have been obvious.

"There are more than just clothes in here. I swear to God, if you packed anything unnecessary for this trip, I'm going to chuck it into the forest."

"I promise you, hyung, I need everything in that suitcase."

Before I could hear the rest of the conversation, Jimin came up behind me to steer me away.

"Let's go pick our room." He suggested silkily.

"Shouldn't we grab our-" my line of questioning was cut off by Jimin tugging me towards the front door.

"They can handle it. I want a few minutes alone with you."

He smiled as I let him pull me into the house. The place was gorgeous, floor to ceiling front windows on both the ground and second levels. The front porch was shaded with the deck above as we entered, the living room and kitchen separated by a mere island with a short hallway to the right and two doors opposite to one another visible down it before continuing on to what looked to be a just as impressive back yard. We peeked into the rooms on the bottom floor first, both tastefully decorated with amazing views of the back lawn before heading upstairs where the last four rooms were.

"I guess two people are bunking together." Jimin chuckled, sweeping a quick look around what appeared to be the main bedroom. "Or four I suppose. I'm assuming you'll be sharing with us?"

"Of course. Let's not take the main room though. Whoever is sharing can have that one since it's bigger."

Jimin nodded before quickly pulling me across the hall.

"Fair enough. Let's stay in this one then."

He had chosen the other room that splits the top deck at the front of the house. The windows providing plenty of natural light that spilled over the bed and deck furniture even as the sun began to drop over the trees. The view from here was stunning. Lots of greenery that gradually turned into more urbanized settling the further you looked towards the city. I couldn't see the others in the front yard, but I could feel them below as the front door slammed shut followed by the muffled sounds of their voices. I felt more than heard Jimin's approach. He stopped behind me, his chest only a few inches from pressing into my back as we both gazed out over the scenery.

Or I thought we were both looking at it, until his fingers curled around my hair to move it over my shoulder. He dropped his head towards my neck with a sigh. The puff of air hitting my hyperaware flesh sending chills through me.

"There's something I want to do while we're here." He murmured, kissing a path from the junction of my shoulder, up my neck.

I tilted my head, giving him more room as I hummed in reply. Not really capable of forming anything coherent with the way my body trembled in anticipation under his mouth. He nipped at my skin, soothing the sting by sucking on it noisily as he walked me towards the window. I moaned, his returning groan shooting arousal to my core as he took one of my wrists and placed it on the window in front of us. His hand covered my own, keeping it in place as he pushed his hips into mine. He released my skin which I was sure was turning red trying to already form the bruise I knew would be there later. His tongue licked a stripe up my neck before his hot breath was on my ear.

"I want to make love to you against this window. Right here. Maybe even the deck outside, so everyone can hear all the pretty sounds you make for me."

I didn't miss his choice in words. Make love instead of fucking me. Same premise I suppose, and he may not have meant anything by it, but it didn't stop my heart from beating faster. I could envision it. Jimin pinning me against the glass, rolling his hips into me with slow, sure strokes before moving us to the balcony where he could drive into me hard and fast. The visual already had me soaking my underwear.

"Jimin." I whispered, pushing my ass into his hardening crotch. "Promise me you will."

He quickly turned me towards him. My back colliding with the window harshly, damn near knocking the breath out of me although I couldn't bring myself to care with the way he looked at me. His eyes were smoldering with desire as he took both of my hands and laced our fingers together before stretching them above my head.

"Of course I will pretty girl. I'd do anything for you."

He swooped down, lips capturing mine in a slow, but lustful kiss as we tried drinking each other in. His plush lips forced my own open, slipping his tongue between them to coax mine into playing with him. I wanted desperately to pull him closer, tangle my fingers in his hair, rip his shirt off, something. But he kept my hands in place, his grip tightening around me every time I struggled to pull them away. He seemed to enjoy my efforts, the corners of his mouth curling against my lips as he kissed me.

He shifted his hold. Moving both wrists to one hand, trapping them while his free hand grabbed the back of my thigh and hiked it high on his hip so he could thrust into me harder. I curled my hands into fists, my head tilting back against the glass. Soft moans escaped me every time he dug his hips into mine again. Jimin abandoned my lips, moving back to my neck to tease the sensitive skin he was before, peppering it with light kisses and kitten licks which served to heighten the pleasure I was quickly succumbing to.

That was, until a voice yelling broke the bubble we had created.

"Jimin! I'm not your packing mule! Come get your own bags!" Jin hollered from downstairs.

Jimin paused his actions immediately. Pulling away to frown, but not letting me go as it looked like he internally debated whether or not it would be worth it to continue and incur Jin's wrath. He heaved an annoyed sigh giving me my answer.

"He'll only come find me if I don't go now." He grumbled, letting me go.

As disappointed as I was, I also knew better than to go against Jin's word. I laughed at the fact that out of all of the men, Jin was probably the only one able to cockblock anyone seeing as how the last thing anyone wanted was an angry oldest brother stomping around. I took Jimin's hand, squeezing his fingers and leading him towards the door.

"Let's go get our stuff and get settled. We have plenty of time together while we're here."