You're exhausted, it's a bit past midnight and tomorrow's another long day. You're flying to Japan. You're a stylist for kpop idol group, Bangtan boys. You flop down face first on your bed. Your phone vibrates in your hand, you peek open one eye and a smile slips from your lips. This is so wrong, you know someone's going to find out you've been seeing this boy. You might even lose your job. It's worth it though. He makes you feel like no one else has. In more ways than one.
You roll over to your back, holding your phone above your face, the light shining against your skin. Jimin is the absolute sweetest guy ever. It's been about 4 months since your first "more-than-friends" interaction, and you've loved every moment. You shoot a text back, and put your phone on its charger.
You grab a duffle bag from your closet, and start tossing things inside. Makeup, clothes, camera equipment. You weren't a big fan of the concealer you were told to use on Jin, it was way too light and washed out his face. You always kept a little tube of concealer in your purse, with the name "Jin" scribbled on the cap. You'd pull it out when the other stylists weren't looking and use that instead. You remember you should put that in your duffle, and rummage through your purse to find it. As your digging through a mess of gum, sunglasses, receipts, and other nonsense, a pink folded square falls from your bag to the floor. You look at it quizzically. You slowly bend to pick it up, sit on your bed and unfold it.
"Hey. Listen. I know about you and Jimin. It's impossible for him to hide it. I just wish you would have told me about him before you and I... you know... did what we did a few months back. It's not that I have feelings for you, it's just that it meant something to me, and I thought it meant something to you too. It's hard to just be around Jimin knowing I was fucking his girl. I'm not mad, I won't tell him, I just needed you to know how I felt. I'll see you in the morning."
Your eyes are starting to water. You're so stupid, you're so so stupid. You lie back on your bed and close your eyes. Your palm makes contact with your forehead, "stupid" slips from your lips. It was about 2 or 3 months ago. You were sitting on the floor of the practice room with your friends Sophia and Emily while the boys went through some choreography for their upcoming tour.
You were flipping through some magazines, reading an article done on Bangtan. The pictures came out well. You looked at Jins photo and smiled, his concealer looked so much better. You look up from your magazine briefly and Jimin shot you a smile. Your heart skipped a beat and you immediately looked back down at your magazine, pulling your legs to your chest. When you peaked back over the magazine, it wasn't Jimin looking at you, but another member.
"Wow Taehyung is looking good today..." your thoughts were loud inside your head. You and Jimin weren't official or anything, just a little flirty. As bad as you'd like to be more, and DO more with him, you knew it was dangerous, and you'd never put his career in danger. You hand the magazine to Sophia, "I'm going to grab my phone." You stand up and head to one of the meeting rooms where you left your bag this morning, you could feel eyes following you.
After rummaging through your mess of a purse, you find your phone. You unlock it and start going through your notifications.
"You look oddly amazing today..." a voice tickled up your spine, you turn to see Taehyung in the doorway, his forearm resting against the frame. You smiled. You can't deny, you always found this boy insanely attractive. Even before you joined Big Hit. "Well thank you." You said as you smiled, and pushed your hair behind your ear. You've always been flirty with this boy, but not like with Jimin, you were in love with Jimin, you flirted with Taehyung in another way. A more... intense way. Nothing had ever happened between you, but the tension was thick.
He entered the room and closed the door. He walked closer and closer to you, until he was just a foot from your face. "I can't take this anymore. I need you." You put his hands on your hips, and you felt your stomach drop. You've wanted this for a long time. You didn't have time to second guess or think, his mouth was on yours and it felt so good. You draped your arms over his shoulders, and ran your fingers over the nape of his neck. He kissed you harder. He held your hips tight, and pulled you up onto the long meeting table. He was pressing hard against you, when a small moan slipped from your lips. You could feel him against you, getting harder, pushing harder. You pushed him away from you and pulled your leggings off, leaving you in a long, draped tunic. He pulled his black basketball shorts down, his 8" cock suddenly appearing, throbbing. He wasted no time, he slipped inside of you and started thrusting. His lips on your collarbone, your hand hooked around his neck. Your moans were growing louder and louder, and Taehyung put a hand over your mouth, his eyes on the door.
"Fuck.. don't stop... I'm gunna cum..." you barely managed to say through his fingers. Hearing that was enough for him. Taehyung removed his hand from your mouth and thrusted harder, and faster, until you both reached orgasm together. Releasing moans a bit too loudly. He pulled out of you, smiled and placed a kiss on your cheek. "Go to the bathroom, wait 5 minutes, then come back to practice. We don't need anyone getting any ideas that we were together." You smiled and agreed. You pull your leggings back up and did as instructed.
You hardly gave that day a second thought. Your relationship with Taehyung was just a friendly one, and it didn't change after the incident. You pursued your relationship with Jimin, becoming "official" about a month later.
So here you are, hours away from boarding a plane with BOTH these boys, along with a million other people that can't know about any of this. You're exhausted and still need to shower and finish packing. You stand up, eyes on the prize, and finish getting ready for tomorrow's adventure. Japan. You'll be there for 4 days and 3 nights. Who knows what could happen with these crazy boys?!
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Too Many Temptations
FanfictionAs a stylist for the Korean idol group, Bangtan Sonyeondan, you're surrounded by seven gorgeous men; but is that too many temptations?