Love hits hard.

16 after glow?

Waking up with her on your abdomen, your cock in her hand. You spent the night. Only sending a text to your manager when you went for a piss. "I'm fine, in room 7 on floor 16. do not come looking for me" and a smiley emoji. The time on her watch says its almost 5am. Man you guys went all night, only stopping when she had successfully emptied you. Moving from the floor to the wall, and into the bedroom. A scan of the room, you don't see anything broken but your sure you remember something falling last night. You could lay here and not want for anything. But there is still a full tour to complete, more schedules and other work to be done. Closing your eyes, you fall asleep again.

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"what" you shout as you wake. The soft breathing of an international rapper under you, as you move, you realise your still holding on to his cock. dropping it, you cover your face. 'Those meds have me all messed up'. But you know that its not so. You spent the night fucking and being fucked by Yoongi. You can die happy now.

Head on its way to your own pillow, he wraps his arms around you. Toned and pale, but warm too. "where do you think you are going bump?" he nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

"no where yet, but I will need freshen up and i may have morning breathe. so..." he quickly gets on top and spreads you legs with his knees, "morning breath, is that what your saying, bump pucker up and open wide", his tongue sliding in your mouth and fingers in your cunt. You've had way worse wake up calls.

Ordering breakfast, your not sure what he will eat, he's taking a shower and even though he said you should join him, you need a few minutes to think. Sex, of the charts, hot body, all his own teeth. Has his own home, passions and is driven. But he doesn't live anywhere near you, you are from different cultures and he is Min Yoongi of BTS. He will be leaving soon and you will be left behind. Don't let him into your heart, coz it will only break. Checking your reflection you tell yourself, "too late for that". Hearing you he asks, "what's too late?" fuck.

"oh, i was going to add some yogurt to the breakfast order but it will be here soon." you lie.

"ah, my bump has already ordered!" he snakes his arms around your waist and gives you a warm gummy smile, "I'm leaving for Illinoi, later today" and so the goodbye starts, and stops, the breakfast has arrived. He doesn't try to hide from the hotel staff, he sits at the table as if its his suite. "bump, sit, lets eat." A deep breath to calm yourself. 'Just pull the pin on this emotional grenade. Get it over with.' But he doesn't. instead he pours you some orange juice, and waits for you to begin.

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While washing up, you think about the next show, the butterflies are starting to wake up and you need to re check the footage, what can you improve? Not one for reading comments online you have a thought, I could ask bump if the fans are enjoying it, because its for them, not the critics. Then you stop with that thought, she didn't get to see it, that could be classed as tactless. Drying off, you put on your clothes from yesterday and join her in the other room.

Breakfast is quiet, maybe she's not a morning person. She gets up to clear and you help. How can something so new and domestic feel normal.

"I was saying earlier, I'm headed to Illinoi later." again you make an attempt to ask her something.

"yeah, well, I will be heading back to Michigan the day after next and back to my reality". she's distancing herself, even though her voice is full of warmth, her gaze doesn't meet your eyes and her smile doesn't meet hers. Stopping her as she starts piling the plates up, "what is this, why are you being like this?" hands holding her's, she still doesn't look at you.

"i thought i would be able to do this without all the drama, don't make it harder" she is being stoic and its not her.

"bump, just stop, look at me, what have i done?" you ask. thinking back on your night, have you missed something.

"your leaving, going to one place, i going to another and it is what it is. This was fun and when I get over the fact that, i met you, spent time with you and got to see you like this, I'm sure i will find the silver lining. But its raw right now." she pulls her hands free from yours. Nope, this isn't happening, she's not just ending it. How can she?

"I'm lost, speak to me, what are you imagining?"

Harsher than you expected, "this was a one off, look just go, don't drag it out."

"not happening, your not getting away that easily, I've got plans for you." perplexed she looks at you as if your an alien.

"what?"

"I've done this wrong. I'm going to Illinoi, I'm asking you to come with me. Would you come with me? I know someone who can get you tickets to all shows, but you might have to smile at him, maybe even," you step closer and whisper in her ear, "scream my name when your cuming?"

As the penny drops and she understands, a soft smile starts at her eyes, and consumes her face. "i can see the performance?"

"well you are with the performer, so I guess so. Would you prefer barricade or back stage?" touching her wound, "i think i would vote for backstage, but it could be fun having you front row."

"you want a groupie? I can do that" you leap into his embrace and he kisses you deep. He wants to fuck you some more. Your not going to deny him that privilege, another few days then back to reality.

"bump, i will sort everything, but there's a snag" you need to tell her you will be traveling with Jimin. She is stoked, as a fan of all members of the group, she holds it together. "I do need to see my dad today, so i cant leave with you." You tell her you will arrange everything and she can meet you there.