𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐤 𝖪.𝑇𝝜

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Y/N saw she had already attracted Jin's precious attention towards her. 

She was feeling like she was opening a book whose pages are stuck and each sentence on a new page revealed a new card she was unaware about. She stepped back, turned on her heels, she watched Jin trying to reach out to her but Jungkook was quick to stop him and whisper something in his ears. 

To which he forgot about following her and stride towards Taehyung.

"Taehyung, stop him? Stop him from doing what Soo Yun?" She asked once she was convinced that she was alone. 

"Zedon. Y/N, it's him. We can't risk anything. I can't stop him anymore. His agents are all over the place." Panic settled in the pit of her stomach. All this time he was digging up her? Why? What does he want? She has buried it all.

"Can't we just forget that he existed once?" Tears cornered her eyes, threatening to fall down. 

"No. Just go to that party, I'll see you there!" She was about to ask something more when the line went silent. She turned around and was met with Taehyung. She dropped her phone astonished. 

"No Y/N. I won't forget. He exists and believe me he's here."

He had heard it all. She thought hard trying to come up with an excuse and act as if she didn't know about what he is talking about. 

"Taehyung." They were interrupted by Sora who had stumbled against him giggling, tripping her glass against his crisp suit. He falls back, his back adjacent to the wall beside Y/N. He suppressed his anger. Instead he pulled her close to him, he hated about her cologne, instinctively his eyes snapped at Y/N, he watched her face turn into a hurtful one.

She should just get back to Hoseok just like she had! His mind butted in making him not so guilty of his actions. He swirled his fingers against Sora's cheek. His rings raking her skin with a white scratch. 

Taehyung placed his lips against the unfamiliar ones and tried to lost himself in the alcoholic taste that was homogeneous with his. He pulled away to find Y/N gone.

"Baby just one more! I want us to enjoy this evening." 

Taehyung pushed another glass of alcohol against her tight closed lips. She shook her head yet when he pouted cutely at her, much like a drunken one, Sora gave up her stubbornness. There went her head spinning 360 degrees, she held onto his biceps fainting a minute later. Taehyung tapped on her cheek, murmuring her name too quietly, all was silence that prevailed.

He placed her drunken self on the chair, Hoseok had shown up in the middle of the party, and had agreed to help when Jungkook requested him. Hoseok tied Sora to it and got back to where Yoongi was, returning to his smoking.

Y/N entered the room, not in her long gown she was wearing, but a black latex that barely covered her legs, enough for Hoseok to raise his eyebrow at her when she went to him, receiving a hug.

He ruffled her tresses and stopped when she murmured words, he had been dreading to hear. 

"Zedon is in Busan." She pulled away with a smirk on her face. Everyone mistook it easily, thinking she had said something too dirty for Hoseok to remain flabbergasted. Her heels ticked against the tiles. When she got on her knees and injected a fluid in Sora's vein, she felt someone overshadow her. She looked up and saw it was Taehyung.

Despite of losing her composure, she questioned. "Where are others?" He bent till his face was few centimetres away from hers. Her neck pained, her eyes blinked watching her reflection in those brown orbs that entrapped her every time she dared to look past them. Was there a point when she could stay put at her stand while he stood his? No, she was sure of it.

His breath fanned her lips, his sudden urge to taste them. Then, she used them to whisper to Hoseok. He never felt so jealous of him, but now he was. 

His hand gripped her head steady, next she felt was his lips against hers, he was violently devouring her. She moaned when she felt him sucking her tongue, he was damn handsome and when he closed his eyes, he was a fallen angel, so pretty and so damned. 

His eyelashes rested so perfectly against his skin, as he moved his lips against hers, the smooching sounds imprinting in her mind. She couldn't think of anything else but this.

He had bribed her soul, readily accepting every pain of it, he stopped himself from continuing. He opened his eyes slowly detaching himself, Y/N watched in awe for to her this was a beauty in slo-mo. 

"That shouldn't be your concern, babygirl." She straightened her posture, watching Jin and Namjoon enter, weapons strapped stealthily all over their body. No one could have guessed by just looking at their outfits. 

"Hoseok, go join Jungkook and Jimin. Send Yeonjun here." Namjoon instructed.

"Looking hot baby." Namjoon crouched down placing a kiss on her cheek. Taehyung had taken a seat behind the desk, watching the scene unfold in front of him.

Sora was wide awake, all the alcohol drained from her blood. She at first was hesitant about opening her eyes but then felt restrains on her body. A muffled scream left her eyes when Jin bent till he was her level. A piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth, her eyes were widened. Jin had a sly smirk on his lips, as if he was innocent, he pouted. 

"Is that too tight sweetheart?" Getting no response from her, he complaints.

"Aww Hoseok went too hard with the tieing, didn't you tell him this isn't a bdsm play?"