Just A Taste (MYG x reader/OFC 18+ collection, on going)

Three Days, (pt 7) Escape

She giggles at the suggestion and leans in to whisper into his ear.

"Could we really just go, right now, escape this party?" He turns his face to her quickly, bringing his lips very close to hers and she gasps at the mere inches between them in this crowded room, but she won't pull back.

"It's my last night, I should get to do what I want," he says with such a serious expression that she instantly understands, and believes him. It moves her to action.

She stands up, setting her drink down, and grabbing her bag. She turns back to him and winks. Then she walks directly to the front door, waving goodbye to a few people who call out to her, and she disappears out of Jungkook's door without another moment's hesitation. In that instant, it's as if the light has gone out of the room for him. He wants to follow her as quickly as possible. He looks around, recognizing that everyone around him is paired off or in small groups, and no one is paying attention to him. He gets up quickly, and heads directly to the door, head down. He doesn't stop to say goodbye even to Jungkook, as he's surrounded by his friends and enjoying his night. He knows that he will understand.

As he steps out into the hallway, he sees her standing by the elevator, waiting as if she's already pressed the button to call it. He steps up beside her, not looking over and they stand quietly, each deep in thought about what tonight means. For Yoongi it means his last evening doing what he wants, when he wants. What he usually wants is to be in the studio working, but he's done that. Tomorrow his new track will appear sometime before midnight, without warning, or fanfare, a finished track, finished with her help. Now, he wants to be with her, for the time he has left. For Jihye, this means one more evening with him, which is already one more evening than she expected to have, and she agreed not to ask for more even if that's what she really wants.

The elevator arrives and they each step on, heavy with their own thoughts. She glances over at him and as their eyes meet, an understanding washes over them. She reaches up and takes hold of his waist, and quickly pulls him closer to her as she kisses him forcefully, surprising him. Her bag drops from her hands as she reaches her arms up to wrap around him, pulling him closer. She steps backward, coming to rest against the wall of the elevator and he presses his body hard against her, wanting to feel their connection.

Her fingers slide up into his hair to hold his head close as his arms envelop her, almost lifting her off the ground. His tongue presses against hers, warmed by the heat of her body. He wishes the elevator would stop and keep them together, hung in the balance, between the reality of his past and his pending future. If he could keep her here for just a while longer, he could be sure of what they are to each other, he could be certain of what this means, but he knows he only has fleeting moments to decide, like stepping out onto a narrow limb, high above his fears. His eyes seal shut tightly and his brow furrows with the struggle. As he pulls himself back, she tugs gently at his lip, refusing to part from him. A quiet moan rumbles through his chest and tickles her skin as her lips press soft kisses on his neck.

"I promise I won't ask for more, I just want as much time with you as I can have," she whispers. He smiles at her words, almost as though she already knows his struggle. He turns to kiss her harder, losing himself in the moment.

The bell of the elevator alert disturbs them and her body slides down the wall as he reluctantly pulls back from her.  She straightens her hoodie and reaches down to grab her bag off the floor. He looks disappointed at being interrupted in just that moment but he takes hold of her hand as the doors open. He pulls her along toward the front door to the building. She looks around and notices the parking lot is quiet, and there is no company car waiting as she expected. She looks over at him confused as he begins to walk toward the gated entry.