Made Strong | Yoongi Jiae

Forget what you know (explicit)

Jiae knew this was a bad idea. In the back of her mind she knows that these apartments are where he lives. But she'd taken the risk anyway.

It was just a visit to her project partners house. They needed to at least start. But her partner didn't seem to be interested in doing anything. She couldn't even call her because jiae had recently emptied her own phone to give over to yoongi. Of course she couldn't afford to buy a new one for him.

Now she was phoneless, and apparently crazy enough to go by herself to a place where there's a chance of yoongi could meddle with her outside school times.

Giving up after a third knock, jiae walks away resigned.

I wonder what the inside of his house looks like?

her mind begins to wonder.

I wonder what he likes to wear when he's just at home?

Jiaes thoughts roll onto dangerous grounds, she is becoming more aware that her attraction to him was making a come back. But she knew it was not the right time for them to make an appearance. They had a complicated relationship right now. He only wants to take advantage of her because he can blackmail her, it really means she doesn't mean anything to him apart from free labour, and someone to boss around.

But she can't seem to help her own crippling longing for affection, she hates being so lonely. It was pathetic how much she'd would accept any physical touch from anyone who would give it to her.

She knew what it was to be touch starved. And she needed to hurry home before she began seeking it out here of all places.

"what are you doing here?" his voice comes out of nowhere. She turns right to see him crouching by a wall, looking surprised to see her as well. "this is a dangerous neighbourhood jiae" she could barely hear his words over one of the apartments loud music. The bass pulsating through the walls.

He looks around briefly, like he was a little concerned someone could be observing them. "can we talk?" he asks looking back at her.

"right now?" she responds. She feels her skin prickle. Not sure if it was from excitement or fear. But she thinks she has not felt awake this whole day until this moment. "I'd, like to go home, I don't...really want to talk. We can talk at school." she tries to hurry past him.

But he stands quickly in front of her. "hey. Just ten minutes, you can't spare that?"

She looks him in the face, and sees a strange desperation there.

"come on, just come in for ten, fifteen minutes." he breathes shortly through his nose, frustrated. "you can't say no, you know what I could do." he was referring to the blackmail again. But its really is becoming to feel like old news to jiae now.

Reluctantly she follows him into his apartment anyway, knowing the possible consequence.
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Once he lead them to his bedroom, jiae had an inkling as to what he might ask from her. She was not innocent, she's watched those porn videos before. She wasint naive, she simply just wasn't cleaver enough to refuse entering a room with him alone.

She knew this was probably the dumbest thing she has ever willingly walked herself into. But, in hopes that if she pleases him enough and plays this the right way, she won't ever have anything to do with him anymore. She hopes it will be quick and painless.

"well, what-how do you want me?" she asks with with the bravest voice she could muster.

His eyes grew wide in surprise. A deep blush bloomed across his face and neck. Was this not what he expected from this? Was he not propositioning her? He seemed to catch up on what she thought he meant, and pretended that was his plan all along.