Y/N felt like she had slept for hours. Yawning, she opened her eyes and saw that she was once again, sleeping on top of someone's chest. Knowing she had fallen asleep with Yoongi the night before, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep some more. It was still dark, meaning that it was much too early to be awake.
As she was about to fall asleep, she heard Yoongi moan softly. She opened her eyes and tried to look at Yoongi's face without moving. His eyes were still closed, his mouth slightly parted. She saw as his face scrunched a little before another moan came out of his mouth. Y/N bit her lip, feeling herself start to get turned on at the sound Yoongi was making.
Trying to keep herself still, Y/N closed her eyes and tried to ignore the delicious sounds Yoongi was making. Lately, she had been occasionally hearing the boys in their room’s being intimate and was struggling to broach the subject and of letting them all know she was ready for them.
“Y/N…” Yoongi moaned out as his hips bucked slightly. Y/N froze in shock, eyes wide. Then her brain processed that Yoongi had moaned her name and she felt the throbbing between her legs getting stronger.
“Fuck,” Y/N whispered. She figured that she should let him continue his dream, but leave the room. Y/N felt horny as fuck and thought perhaps they didn't want to have sex with her. They hadn't even tried to go further than kissing with her since the hospital. Perhaps the stress of the situation influenced their decision? Perhaps they don't actually love her like that.
Y/N carefully lifted the arm Yoongi had around her and placed it carefully on the bed behind her. Then, slowly, she started to lift herself off of Yoongi's chest, watching his face for any sign that he was waking up.
Successfully sitting up, Y/N slowly made her way to the edge of Yoongi's bed. She stood up and gave a quiet sigh of relief. Yoongi moaned again and Y/N quickly scurried from the room. What she didn't noticed were the pair of eyes that were open and watching her leave the room with concern.
Y/N hurried down the hallway and towards the room they were letting her stay in. They had been using it as a storage room of sorts, but emptied it out when they invited Y/N to stay with them.
Inside the room, Y/N hurried inside, closing the door softly behind her. She didn't noticed that the door didn't latch and was still open slightly. Y/N went into her bathroom and splashed some water on her face and on her neck, hoping to cool herself down.
Y/N closed her eyes and replayed Yoongi moaning her name as she bit her lip. Groaning, Y/N turned off the light in her bathroom and went to lay on her bed. She was supposed to be getting her mind off of Yoongi, not keep replaying it.
She got under her blanket and turned on her side, grabbing an extra pillow to hug. The skin on her back pulled slightly, still stiff from the healing scar damage. Huffing, Y/N rolled over again and closed her eyes. Her memory flashed to the scenes in the hospital room. The boys kissing and touching each other. The feeling of Namjoon's lips on her neck, the make-out session with Hoseok and the kisses from the others.
“Damnit,” Y/N groaned out as she layed on her back, arms spread, releasing the pillow she was hugging. The throbbing between her legs wasn't going away. She knew what to do to get rid of it, but she has learned the embarrassing way that she is not quiet.
Grabbing her phone to check the time, she noticed it was around 3 a.m. Knowing the others were sleeping by now, she was willing to risk it. She needed to cum so badly.
Biting her lip and closing her eyes, Y/N ran a hand over her neck, mimicing the feeling of Namjoon’s lips. Then, she let her fingers trailed down the front of her neck and down her chest. This time, Y/N imagined Hoseok and Jin touching her this way.
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It Started with a Small Favor
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