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I groaned before going to stretch, memories from the night before slowly coming back in a blur. With a glance, I saw I was alone. Yet again. A deep sigh escaped past my lips as I threw the covers off me and headed towards the bathroom connected to my room. After yawning, gathering a towel, and stripping, I turned on the shower and hopped in. The temperature was warm and refreshing, my muscles easily relaxing at the sensation.

I extended my arms up to hold my shoulders as I rolled my head back, almost falling back asleep. I felt my head hit against something, along with familiar arms wrapping around my waist.

I thought he left, this isn't real. Wake up.

"This isn't real." I mumbled outloud.

"But it is, angel."

He slid his fingers up my side, I was in pure bliss as I tilted my head to the side.

Stop this, Seokjin.

Namjoon began kissing and sucking on my neck, nipping and licking over my soft spot.

"N-Namjo-" "Shh..."

He turned me around and lifted my chin up, causing me to flutter my eyes open.

"We can't, I can't" I whispered out, releasing a shaky breath.

"Stop denying me, I told you I wasn't leaving you ever again."

I could tell he was getting frustrated, causing me to turn off the shower and wrap the towel around my waist. I stepped out and walked back towards my bed.

"Leave. Never contact us again. Yoon and I are better off without you."

I turned around, gripping the towel on my waist. Namjoon was only inches away from me, we were both still wet from the shower.

"I can't do that."

"And why not?!" I raised my voice, holding back my tears "Let me move on! I want to find someone else who will make me happy!"

The tears finally began falling, but I had more issues to worry about. Like the glint of anger in his eyes.

"You will never move on, because you will forever be mine! Get that through your head, angel! You. Are. Fucking. Mine. No one elses!"

And before I could snap back, he pushed me against the bed and hovered above me.

"You can try to escape me, but even I know that you still love me."

I shook my head, frowning. He was right.

Namjoon kissed down my chest, glancing up at me. "And you'd be willing to do anything for me. That's just the truth, sweetheart. I'm the most addictive drug you've ever had."

Before I could stop him, he pulled the towel away and began to pleasure me in ways I forgot I missed.

"You missed me inside you, my lips around your cock."

Namjoon began kissing the inner part of my milky white thighs, leaving purple love marks. Causing me to arch my back and moan, running my fingers through his hair.

Seokjin this is wrong.

But why does it feel so right.

"Stop overthinking, let go for right now."

A whimper escaped past my lips at the sound of his husky voice. I moaned loudly as he entered inside me, catching me by surprise.

Seokjin, you're supposed to run.
Why are you letting him back in?