DESTINED ✔️

Chapter 4: Rethinking

The next morning I woke up later than usual with a few missed texts.

Tangy Boy: Be here at like 6...my brother is cooking and he says everything will be ready by 8. I hope you like traditional Korean food.

Yoongi: Bring Soju.

Yoongi: Please

Spencer: You awake?

Spencer: Morning Fuck?

Spencer: Are you ignoring me now?

Spencer: What the fuck? What the hell is up your ass?

Tangy Boy: I can't wait to see you. <3

I roll my eyes at the stupid texts Spencer sent responding as bitchy as possible.

Me: Obviously that's not how I want my morning to start. Leave me alone. No more fucking for us.

Then Yoongi.

Me: Well since you asked do nicely

Then Taehyung.

Me: I'm excited to see your handsome face. I'll be sure to dress extra nice to impress your brothers. *wink*

Tangy Boy: ha...as gorgeous as you are babe, my brother is way too prude for you. He's like a second mother I swear. Hence why he's cooking.

Me: men who can cook are sexy...why do you think Yoongi stays with you?

Tangy Boy: Touché

Tangy Boy: So you'll be here at 6?

Me: On the dot.

Tangy Boy: <3

I fed Oliver and went to take a shower. I shaved all the appropriate areas and at moisturizer to my body. I have naturally curly hair so I was sure to put some product in it and dry it so it would look more tame than usual. I pinned it appropriately once it was dry, applied light make up and went to my closet. I put on my favorite black lace panties and matching bra, garter belt with a pair of thigh highs and threw on a simple black dress over it. The bottom came right around mid-thigh, the scoop of the dress went pretty far down on my chest, but nothing too slutty, and the sleeves were three/quarter length, ending just past my elbow.

I looked at myself in the full length mirror by my bathroom door and decided that the thigh highs and garter belt were just a little much for the event I was going to. I threw on a pair of black spanks instead and grabbed my favorite booties that had a 2 inch heel placing by the door.

I still had a few hours so I decided to watch a movie or two before heading out. Just as I got comfortable with a bowl of ramen, my phone went off.

Spencer: really?

Me: Yes...no more.

Spencer: Why?

Me: Because it's not fun anymore.

Spencer: You're saying that you don't want to fuck anymore because I'm not fun?

Me: It isn't fun anymore...I haven't cum in almost 3 months, including the times with you. Putting in all the work isn't fun, Spence. So I'm done.

Spencer: I get you to cum.

Me: Not lately.

Me: Look, I'm really done with this conversation. No more hook ups. End of argument.

Spencer: Why? Looking for love now?

Me: Just stop.

Spencer: Think anyone would love you after knowing how much dick has been in you? No one wants a lock that any key can open, babygirl.