Sacrifice: Part II [Kim Taehyung※You※Park Jimin Fanfiction]

Sacrifice Part II: Chapter 6

*Your POV*

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck.
...was the only word that existed in my thoughts at that moment.

There were some rapid movements in the closet.
The door to the wardrobe quickly opened as he lets himself out. Seemingly jogging towards the side of the bed in the darkness to switched on the lamp.

Jungkook.......!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I was frozen, still.

Sitting inside the wardrobe, i wrapped both arms around my legs, bringing my knees as close to my face as possible. Crawled up in a quivering ball afterwards as my brain stopped functioning.

Wearing only his boxers, he came to me, saying
"Let's put on some clothes, shall we?" Trying to snap me out of it, tugging on my arm, forcing me up before quickly helping me with my clothes.

"Listen, we'll talk about it later. Now, we need to fix this." He instructs. Heading towards the door, opening it before disappearing outside.

On the other hand.....i stood there.....in the middle of my own room....eyes fixed in terror....as my brain was still trying to restart itself.

*Jungkook's POV*

I jogged down the stairs, finding Taehyung in the kitchen. Having his back towards me as he was busy with something on the counter.

"I heard the word ice cream. Did i hear wrong?" I joke, coming closer to him.
As i got close, Tae was having a hard time scooping a couple of chocolate scoops into a bowl, with a can of whipped cream and chocolate sauce ready side by side.

"Went out to get ice cream for (y/n)...me and her had an argument earlier." He slowly admits, giving me a quick glance before refocusing on the ice cream.

"Oh, sorry to hear that. What did you guys fight about thou? " i asked, stalling myself with the refrigerator, getting the yogurt drink out before trying to locate an empty glass.

"Uh...nothing, really." Uncomfortable, Tae answered.
After finding an empty glass, i poured in the strawberry yogurt drink before gulping it all down in one go.

"You okay, man?" Tae asked, i could see him glancing over at the corner of my eyes.
"Yeah," i responded, suddenly feeling a vibration in my pocket.
I took my iPhone out and saw a text coming in.

Byul Noona: Kookie...where are you? I'm thirsty.... 😉

You: Not in Korea rn.
Sent.

Was about to pour in another until the next text came in.

Byul Noona: What??  Then where are you?? i miss you, Kookie~~

I ignored the annoying text and proceeded with another drink.

" Hey, (y/n)'s upstairs, right ?" Abruptly, Taehyung asked me. Seemingly done with his masterpiece.
I nodded as the glass was still glued to my lips, turning away as i head towards the living room to turn on the television.

*Your POV*

Snap out of it, (y/n)!!

I headed straight for my bag, the one that i usually bring to work and dug my hand into it. Reaching out a small little bottle of alcohol, uncapping it and gulp it all down. A friend at work gave a couple of them to me. Says it was a party gift from a bachelorette party.

The hot sensation rinse down the excess previous thick liquid i had before. Not only burning my throat, but burning through my brain as well. I wasn't exactly the type to drink. But this was an emergency and i needed to act like nothing has happened —

"Baby~!"

I turned around, finding Taehyung by the door....with a bowl of delicious double scooped chocolate ice cream, topped with a messy misformed whipped cream and a splash of chocolate sauce.

"(Y/n), I'm sorry about the argument we had earlier. Here, i went and bought ice cream and stuff. I made this for you. I'm sorry, okay? Forgive Tae-Tae?"

I felt like i wanted to burst into tears. But the alcohol did me good. Slightly tipsy but it worked.

I gently took the bowl from him, placing it on the bedside table. Jogged pass him to shut and lock the door, then ran back towards him with arms wide open.
I purposely slammed against Taehyung, causing him to fall backwards onto the bed.

We both bounched lightly on the bed, pinning on top of one another.

"Of course, i forgive Tae-Tae." Smooching him sweetly all over his face.
He lay underneath me, blushing adorably before covering it up with a joke

"Which do you prefer; That dessert...or this?" He asked before dry humping me upwards.

I let out a little giggle, responding
"Hmm....how about both?" I smiled, beginning the make out session with Taehyung before we fall into our own estacy.

*Jungkook's POV*

I heard them getting it on upstairs.

Shaking my head as i turned up the volume of the television, trying to watch a live rugby match.
But nothing was more loud than the screams in my own head.

What have i done?

My childhood best friend that i haven't seen in years, did nothing but treat me like i'm apart of his family....crashed into his own home and i did that??
Fucked his girlfriend. And she didn't even seem to recognized who i was in the dark. Wouldn't blame her, i mean i did basically ambushed her. Giving her zero time to see me in the dark. She probably thought i was Tae.

I smacked my own head real hard. Repeatedly.

Get your shit together, Jeon Jungkook. You've quit that sluttish job months ago. Don't let it cloud your judgement. You're a different man now. About to grad, even. You don't want any bad records when you enter into the entertainment business.

They certainly cannot know...

They can never find out that i have worked in one of the top male escorts agencies in Korea.

That's actually another reason why i came to seek Taehyung. I mean, he is my best friend.

There were only two reasons why i came to see him in the states;
1) I miss him and would love to reconnect with him once again.
2) I needed my best friend's help.

But that's not how you ask for help, dumbass. You don't go in and fuck the living daylights out of his girl behind his back — in your first night here in his own home!!

Shit.
I need to tell him the truth.
I'll even let him beat me up if he wants to.