His Toy

Chapter 2

We ended up falling asleep and I woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm going off. It was Wednesday, and I had work. I quickly shut the alarm off so as not to wake Yoongi and got in the shower. I had an hour and a half to get ready. I brushed my teeth in the shower and once I got out I blow dried my hair. I just left it down because I didn't want to fool with it. I ate breakfast which consisted of an apple, oatmeal, toast, and a glass of water. I eat a lot, but it's only because my job is hard and tiring. I actually work with Yoongi, and his group BTS. We were all very close and good friends which made my job a lot happier. I'm their dance teacher. The reason I was so surprised yesterday was because Yoongi almost always took right after dance practice and I had taken the day off yesterday, so I didn't think they'd still practice. After breakfast, I changed out of my robe and into a simple outfit of black leggings and a loose maroon long sleeve crop top with matching maroon sneakers. I didn't wake Yoongi up because they were off today, but Tae is struggling with the routine so he asked me to come help him. So I gathered my things, gave Yoongi one last glance and smile, and left. I used to like him, and I still do sort of, but I know he doesn't like me back. In the past it really hurt and it would bother me so much, but now I'm okay with it. We've known each other for four years, and that was when I met the entire group. One of the best days of my life. The drive was only twenty minutes, so I always surprised myself by how soon I got there. I parked and walked into the building, and checked in with Ho-Min, the receptionist, and made my way up the seventeen flights of stairs to the dance studio. Was it tiresome? Very. Did we have an elevator? Yes. But I did it because it felt accomplishing. And it always was. I got to the studio and Tae was already there. He's taller than me by a few inches (I'm five five and a half) so I always have to look up to him and everybody else, even Jimin! I'm also the youngest. Kookie is only older than me by a few months though. 
"Hey TaeTae," I say happily.
He always makes me smile, and while Yoongi and I are flirty when we're alone, Taehyung and I are flirty all the time. Jiminie oppa always gets very jealous because he cares about me a lot. I think he likes me, but I honestly don't know. Everyone thinks that Tae and I go out or at least that we should, but we're both just very close.
"Hi Luca-ya!" he says cheerily.
He comes up and hugs me around my waist, picks me up, and swings me around before setting me down.
"Taehyung oppa!" I giggle. I take a step back and almost fall. He catches me.
"You know," he says with mock seriousness, "I don't think you are currently qualified to walk. I believe you have to be carried."
"Oppa, I swear if you pick me u- OPPPPAAA! PUT ME DOWN!" I scream while laughing. He threw me over his shoulder and was marching around and laughing as well. He then flipped me so he was carrying me bridal style. We were both laughing hysterically so Taehyung just sat down and cuddled me in his lap.
"Tae, we have to practice the routine," I say between laughs.
He moves me so now he's still sitting on his knees but put each of my legs on either side of him and our chests were pressed together.
"Ah, I can always practice the routine later," he replies nonchalantly.
"The performance is in two weeks! You need practice!" I say.
"I don't want to," he grumbles childishly.
"Well then what do you want to do?" I ask, expecting no answer.
"This," he says, and kisses me.
He grabs my hips, and pulls me as close as he can to him, and kisses me roughly, but tenderly. He pulls out of the kiss.
"Luca-ya, I like you very much. You're so beautiful, you're intelligent, and you're so kind and understanding. You are so much fun to be around and it kills me to think that you aren't mine. And I know that you and Suga hyung sleep together sometimes. And I know you've slept with Jimin at least once. We all know. We aren't dumb, and he steals glances at you all the time. It makes me so mad to see you with him. I know that I shouldn't be jealous since we're together all the time, but I can see what he's thinking when he looks at you. I wouldn't just have sex with you and then be friends again till I'm horny. I would show you some real love and affection, in front of everybody. I am not ashamed to love you. I am proud. I wouldn't let you have a crush on me for years, and continue to sleep with you, knowing how you felt about me. I wouldn't tease you, or leave you. Luca-ya, I love you," he says while cupping the right side of my face with his hand, leaving the other on my hip.
"Please, tell me how you feel," he says while he stares so hard into my eyes I feel like he could see my soul.
"Oppa, I-" I begin.
"This doesn't look like dance practice to me," says an angry voice behind us.

Ohhhhhh shit! Who do you guys think that was?!?!?! Comment below. But I guess you won't find out till Tuesday! HAHA! Love you guys!