Joy and Hope

12 loosing it

Jhope's p.o.v After breakfast.

He's walking back to his suite. It's still early. Only a few guests had been for breakfast. 'I'm gonna go for breakfast at that time every day when on tour, its quiet and no one is staring, they just wanna eat and get on their way'.

He let's out a heavy sigh. What a night! Thinking to himself. 'Would I really have fucked her'? Maybe it was a good thing she broke and told him about all the shit she's dealing with, I don't usually get involved like this! 'Maybe if I hadn't asked I would have pushed it a bit more'. But no, there's something different about this one. What it is, he can't quiet figure out. He keeps seeing you looking so sad. Then angry, then a little tipsy. Hahaha then all shy and sweet. Fuck, he really needs to get a grip.

Picking up his phone, he is remembering how your hair covered your face while you slept 'I wonder what it would feel like to hold her hair while seeing her ass bounce' physically shaking his head he lays down. 'Seriously bud, sort your thoughts out. But man!, when she was hugging you and trying to get under your shirt, wow, she's feisty'. The smirk is back but it's growing into a massive cheesy grin. 'what the fuck is wrong with me.'

Scrolling through his messages and emails.

Company....... boring, well I'll read it later.

Company..... Miss .... letter of acceptance and qualifications. 'Hmmm, I will definitely read this later.

BTS BROS (group chat)

> Suga, have a good flight. Fighting.

>JM, say his to the artist for me.😉

> Nam, Fighting bro.

>JK, remember it's my day soon. Haha kidding, come back safe.

>Jin, bro- JK how can you say that hahaha

>Jin, we will hang out when you get back bro.

> V, Fighting.

> Nam, Hope your enjoying yourself. 😁

Checking the time 9:21am. Some quick maths and his calling someone. "Yo bro, you still in the office? I've just had breakfast." "Hey, Hyung, how's it going, yeah imp still here at the company, ill stay for another few hours. How's the mv going?"

You fill him in on the schedule. You're just chatting about company stuff when her smile pops into your head. "Hyung, you there?" You hear Nam say.

"What, yeah, sorry I was thinking."

"Oh yeah, thought maybe you fell asleep" he waits for his brother to respond but he's still thinking about you. "Nam, what do you know about this stand in language Nuna?"

"Oh Hyung, does she need an NDA."

Slightly pissed off but laughing he says, "No, well maybe but, listen, it's not like that, she's different. We all worked with her before, I'm just wondering if you remember anything about her really".

It's Nam Joon's turn to be silent.

"Yo, did you fall asleep?!"

He says he can't remember much about you but that if it's the same one that he's thinking about, that at the time he thought you were pretty and your Korean was really good. He also said you were really clever. He jokes "maybe if I travel, I'll ask Nicole to stay behind and see if she will help me instead.

Hoseok's laughing but inside he's shouting at his bro and pulling the Hyung card. 'She's mine'. It's now after 10. 'Do I go for a nap, have a read through some more lyrics.  Should call her, find out what she's doing?' His thoughts are fully on you now. Remembering the way you would make little sounds in your sleep. Again, thinking about the way your hair would fall over your face. How at peace he felt when you reached over in your sleep to hold him. This was his favourite memory, until you called DongJin name. Just before you woke up, you said his name, that's what annoyed Hoseok.

He was imagining what it would be like to hold you like that every day. If only. To have her mumble my name, for her to dream about me. This DongJin of hers, must have been a great fuck, the way she was desperately trying to touch (what she thought was) his skin. Usually Hoseok sleeps in only his shorts, but last night he opted to keep his sweats and t-shirt on. Even tucking it in to his waist belt so it would ride up. He's kicking himself now, i bet her fingers would have felt sensational on my skin.

Looking at his watch it's 10:50. He has time. Oh how he would like to take his time with you. All sorts of images flood his head. Your smile, the playful way you look through your lashes at him. The way your shirt fails to hide your waist but shows off your ass, it even fails to hide your chest.

His shorts are suffocating him. His hands make quick work of releasing his cock from the cotton shorts. 'Fuck yes, so much better. Maybe I do have time for a bit of fun, even if I am on my own.' He's thinking of the way you looked up at him from the floor when you rolled off the bed, he liked that. Seeing you below, looking up. How he would have liked to have you to open your mouth wide for him.

Using his palm, he alleviates some of his pain. The sweet pain of a swollen cock. He let's out a soft groan. More image's of you flood his brain. How would it feel, to have you kiss him, to slide your tongue over his. Your lips on his neck. Are you a bitter? Fuck, even with his hand firmly round his cock, there's no real relief. He's harder than a rock and it's going to take more than just his creative mind conjuring images of you touching and teasing him. He wants you.

Ring

Ring

'Oh not now!' stupid phone, who the fuck is that? Another minute or so and he could have used that colourful imagination of his and pretending it was your hand on his cock found so peace.

"What do you want?" He answers his phone. Trying to keep his calm, but fuck he needed to cum.

It was one of the managers. "Excuse me, I just called to check if there was anything you needed?" Jhope let out an exasperated grunt. "No, not right now. I'm going for a shower. See you at 1pm". He hangs up and looks down at his other hand. 'Fuck, her, I need her'.