"You're a dancer aye?"
I stare up at the ceiling back against the plush duvet I've laid out on the floor.
"Taehyung and I did the dance in high school since we both danced and they needed entertainment for homecoming."
Namjoon moves over to where I am on the floor.
"We were looking for you..we all went out to eat."
"I'm aware."
"I wasn't in much of a party mood so I came home."
I turn my head to look at him.
He holds his hand out.
I place mine in his and he lifts me up to my feet.
He grabs me in his embrace.
"It's 11 at night, what are you doing laying on the floor," he says into my hair.
"Thinking."
My phone buzzes against my hip making me jump slightly.
I take it out and begin reading Anna's text.
Namjoon kisses my neck.
"Hey wanna talk about it?" The text reads.
Namjoon reads it from over my shoulders.
Grabbing the phone he begins to type.
"Sorry Anna Anaya needs to go now she's tired."
"Why'd you do that?" I ask.
"I can make you feel better on my own."
His eyes turn dark.
If I'd looked hard enough I might have fallen Into them.
I'm not quite sure when he did it but his hand found its way up the back of my shirt.
We made our way to our bed his lips never leaving mine.
My shirt left my body in a fluent motion.
"Namjoon" was the only thing I managed to choke out.
"Yes sweetheart?"
His animalistic yet angelic gaze captivated me.
I open my mouth to speak but finding no words I close it forming a smile.
Anticipating what is to come.
~~~
My bones ache when I wake up.
Love bites cover my flesh in a pattern.
I work up enough strength to make it to the hallway bathroom since I was going to go talk to Anna.
A hand suddenly covers my mouth.
The stranger drags me into our study and shuts the door.
I bite down on the hand and recognize who it is.
•••
I pin Anaya against a stack of books in the study.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I ask simply.
"Doing what taehyung?"
"All I heard last night was you saying his stupid name over and over and fucking over."
"I think that was the point."
She tries to get out my grasp but I tighten my hold.
"Why can't you be with me?"
"Because I'm with namjoon obviously and I believe you were the one who said I'm not built for a relationship."
She smiles.
She's messing with me and knows she's doing a good job at it.
"This should be mine," I say rubbing my finger along one of her bites on her neck.
"Taehyung," a small voice says.
I kiss where my finger was seconds ago.
She violently pushes me away.
"Look taehyung...you're the one who gave namjoon permission so so just stop okay!"
"But before that Anaya...you kissed me you kissed me with so much passion that I never forgot...why did you make me go?"
She doesn't answer.
"Is that all I am to you? A defense? You only love me and kiss me when you're in danger or need help?!"
She flinches when I raise my voice.
"You know that's not true." She says quietly.
"Then what is it." I bring my voice down some.
"I can't tell you," she says on the verge of tears.
I slam my hand Into the book shelf and sigh.
I leave without questioning her anymore.
•••
I sit on the floor against a book shelf and begin to cry.
My phone rings and I don't recognize the number.
"Hello," i say weakly.
"Why hello."
My heart stops at the sound of that voice.
"Mr.Kim," I say coldly.
"How are things?" He sounds like a sly fox.
"G-good."
"Are you remembering our arrangement?"
"Yes very much."
"Well it doesn't seem like...our taehyung just called his precious mother talking of how..hmm what did he say ah yes how much he loved you and how much you wouldn't love him back."
I swallow hard.
"I hope you know missy you earned Mrs.Kim a few slaps to the ground."
"No! Please just stop it's gone on too long I didn't talk to him a whole two years and and...I just I'll do anything you want just please stop hurting them."
"I've told you what I want...I don't want you with my son you got it. I have a business to run and I don't need you two messing it up."
"You can't keep this on forever."
"Let me put it this way...if he were to have ever found himself knowing this information...his life is in your hands."
"You'd kill your own son?!?"
"I could take my own mothers if I wanted to sweetie."
The line goes dead.
My body turns ice cold.
I can't even get up. I don't want to. I don't want to face the boy who I've been protecting and lying to for years.
He knows of his father beating them obviously he'd always done it to his little sister and his mother only him occasionally.
Never would he believe he was using it as blackmail.
His father runs a gambling buisniess. He had been paying of a debt for years from doing it so much when he was younger.
Once the debt was paid it merely tuned into a game for him.
All he wants is the money.
Taehyung gets money from his college fund provider since before his grandparents parents passed they'd put so much money Into it.
Taehyung claimed he didn't need it and left it for his family.
He is to receive the money for life unless he were to get a spouse.
If they shall marry or move in together he is no longer provided with the money.
Mr.Kim however "needs the money" to continue his under ground business.
A club full of beaten women, drugs, and money.
He thought convincing taehyung to become and idol would help.
It didnt.
If I were to ever have gotten with him...someone would die.
