Happy // j.hs

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I don't know how I ended up in this situation. Drunk at a club, tears stained on my cheeks, sweat drenching my forehead. I stumble out of my seat, catching my foot on the side of the bar stool. Instead of face-planting with the floor, I'm caught in muscular arms. The lighting is dark and purple and I can't make out the identity of the person who caught me, all I can make out is the dewy skin and dark brown hair that covers his eyes. He picks me up and starts swaying to the music, grinding on me. 

The room feels like it's spinning but I don't care, the alcohol running through my veins. I grind up against the stranger and soon enough find his lips on mine, his long, tan fingers running through my hair, all over my body - something that feels so familiar  yet strange at the same time. He pulls me towards the exit of the club, dragging our bodies out on the street. He unlocks a dark car and pulls me inside, walking over to the drivers entrance on the other. He sits in the drivers seat, starting up the car. My head rolls back into the seat, my eyes clenched shut from the overwhelming intoxication.

"W-where we goin'"I slur, the words hardly escaping my mouth. The boy leans over placing his hand on my thigh, squeezing upwards, closer and closer towards my crotch. A moan escapes my mouth and I bite my tongue hoping I don't let out another.

"Shh" He whispers as he starts to play with my belt. I put my hands over his, trying to stop his hands from going any further when suddenly the car is stopping and the boy is climbing on top of me, his hands grazing my top. His hands lift it over my head and he leans in close. He licks his lips as he stares at my chest, leaning down to place wet kisses and swirls of his tongue. I bring my hand up to pull his hair, half trying to get him off, half out of frustration. He places his hands over mine bringing them behind me in the seat as he places his lips onto mine. I mould them against his, giving up the struggle. It all seems so familiar..

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He thrusts into me hard in the backseat of the car as mews escape from my mouth, feeling the warmness of his climax inside of me. He topples down on top of me and his breath floats down onto my skin. I roll over underneath his weight, finally trying to get a look at this boy.

I turn over and my eyes widen, my throat muffling a scream, my eyes prickling.

It's none other than,

Kim Taehyung.

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"Miss me?" He asks as he dips his lips down to meet mine.

"Get off" I whisper, scared and afraid of what could happen with Taehyung.

"Hey you seemed to enjoy it before" He smirks as he traces the outline of my collarbones.

"No.." I mouth as I start to feel dizzy, the inside of the car closing in on me.

"Hoseok?" His voice rings through my ears as the world starts to spin, fading away into blackness once again.