She leaned forward and met his soft, plush lips. Her hand trailed up to cup his jaw. His fluffy hair brushed against her forehead. Taehyung made an attempt to pull her jeans down, but she pinched the skin on his hand.
"No," she scolded. "You've been...
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Men stalking women always seemed scarier and there were definitely more cases of that, but there were rare cases of women stalking men.
Some of them were harmless. Some were just cases of fans following them to the mall or stalking their social media to know what country they were going to visit.
Some people were just sick in the mind and couldn't control their own urges. They were similar to Lilith; they were the human children of Lilith. They had urges that needed to take care of or their lives would never be fulfilled. Lilith took her own needs by the reins and her children followed after her.
Lee Jiang was an avid follower of Kim Taehyung. She was the president of her fan club, had more than two fan accounts for him, had photos of him of her walls, and even had a shrine for him. She never threatened him, but she messaged his Instagram and everyone he followed on her fan account.
Taehyung responded to her message by saying, 'Thanks for being such a lovely fan!'
Jiang's heart melted at that and she was even more obsessed with him. Taehyung never paid much attention to her. He checked out her profile and posts about him, but never followed her or made an effort to give a shoutout. That never bothered Jiang. She was truly lovestruck by his attractiveness.
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"Jungkook, the creepiest thing just happened to me. I bumped into this girl at the coffee shop and then again at the train station. Then, I had an interview for Gucci and she was in the lobby, and when I left, she followed after me."
"That is creepy, but I think she's your own personal stalker. What does she look like?" Jungkook asked, pausing the show on the television.
"She had brown hair, but she had a mask on. Her hair was pretty long and wavy, but she was still attractive. Her outfit was neutral that consisted of white and brown. She had sunglasses on as if she were a celebrity, but I don't think she was. She always had her phone out too, but she was probably just texting someone."
"She could have been a celebrity. You never know. She could have been hiding her face from the paparazzi. She could have been a Gucci model and that was why she was in the agency with you," Jungkook reassured.
Taehyung nodded with a shrug. "I guess you're right. There are plenty of other Gucci models than me that are more famous. I guess I was just overreacting. Thanks, Jungkookie, for always being there for me."
Jungkook smiled. "No problem, Hyung. If you ever want to repay me, then you can just call Iseul over for another threesome."
Taehyung rolled his eyes and took out his phone. "When are you free?"
Jungkook's face lit up with excitement. "Really? Are you serious?"
Taehyung scoffed. "No, you dumbass."
Jungkook crossed his arms. "Next time you want to cry about Iseul, tell her yourself then. Don't come crawling to me when you're hurt."
Taehyung shrugged and rested his legs on Jungkook's lap. "I pay most of our rent anyway."
