Play Thing

Chapter 5: Bedtime

"Come in"

In the corner of the room sat the brunette in front of a keyboard. Suga's room, unlike Namjoon's and mine, was dark. The walls were still white, but his bed sheets were black and red, matching with his dressers. His canopy bed had thick black curtains draped around it.

"Suga?" He doesn't turn around.

"Need something?" He continues to fiddle with the keys on the keyboard. A sweet nothing of a melody.

"Something to sleep in?" He finally turns around to face me, raising an eyebrow. "like pajamas?" He is intimidating, but his looks are off putting. Thinking back to dinner, he was the only one who didn't ask me any questions, he never even looked at me. Did I do something to offend him?

"I guess they didn't think about you sleeping in anything" he half laughs. His gummy smile puts me at ease. He doesn't look that mean when he smiles. He got up and walked to his dark red dresser. He pulls out an all black t-shirt and a pair of gray boxers. He hands them to me and goes back to his previously spot in front of the piano. Awkwardly, I turn and walk out the door. I feel myself let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. I go back to the room taking off the dress again and picking up the towel, bra and panties I laid on the bed.

I make it to the bathroom, locking the door once I got inside. I decided on taking a shower instead of a bath and turn on the water. The way the steaming droplets hit my skin relaxed me. I could feel the pain I once endured leaving my body as the water rolled down my skin. It felt like hours before I finally got out.

I open the door to the room and almost scream. Unexpectedly sitting criss cross on my bed watching tv, was Taehyung.

"Oh, I didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry" Taehyung jumps off my bed and walks up to me, placing his hands on my hips. "Hi Bunny"

"Bunny?"

"Yes, you are cute like a bunny" he grins in amusement. "I like bunnies"

"Oh, okay then"

"I like you, my bunny"

"Thank you" I didn't know how else to respond to that.

"Do you like me?" He fake pouts.

"Yes, I do" I'm not lying when I say that. I actually like Taehyung. He seems to be really sweet. His frown imitation immediately vanished and was replaced be a wide grin.

"Are these yoongi hyung's clothes?" He fiddles with the loose fitting t-shirt I was wearing.

"No, I got them from Suga" he laughed, showing all of his perfect white teeth. I wasn't sure what I said that was so funny.

"Suga is his stage name, his real name is Yoongi, Min Yoongi"

"Oh, well I didn't know. Is Taehyung your real name, or stage name?" I was curious about the rest of the boys real and stage names.

"Taehyung is my real name, my stage name though is V."

"And the rest of the guys?" He let out a sigh. I feel bad for asking so many questions. I bite my bottom lip to restrain my curiosity.

"You are so cute, my bunny" he pets my damp head. "Can I kiss you?"

"Uh, um yeah" without hesitation, Taehyung connects his lips to mine. His kiss was different from Namjoon's, he was more gentle. His lips tasted like bubble gum. I felt his tongue slide across my bottom lip. I didn't know what to do, so I imitate his action.

"Mm" he moans against my mouth. His grip on my waist tightens and his kiss got harder. He takes my bottom lip in between his teeth and slightly bites down. He pulls away with my lip still in between his teeth. "Mm" he repeats. He places his forehead on mine and closes his eyes. "Tempting, but not tonight"

"What do you mean?" I'm confused.

"Good night, my Bunny" he replaces his forehead with his lips and releases my body from his grasps.

"Good night, Taehyung"

"Tae" he winks before closing the door and leaving me in silence.

I walk over to the vanity mirror, the girl starring back at me was unfamiliar. She was happy, she was exhilarant, her skin was glowing, her cheeks were rose gold, her hazelnut eyes beamed between her long black lashes. She was beautiful, that word makes me cringe. How is she me? I've never looked like this before, I've never felt like this before.

My hair was getting dry and curly. I look through the four large drawers of the desks. The first on the right contains unopened make-up. Brushes, pallets, powders, etc, nothing I've ever owned, it all looks so expensive. I barely ever wear make-up, mascara regularly, shadow on occasion, blush on days I'm feeling ill, but that's my maximum.

Second drawer contains a couple of feminine products. Different sized tampons and different sized products feel a slight tinge of embarrassment in my stomach.

Third drawer is a victory, here contains a blow dryer, flat iron, curling wand, pins brushes, hair ties and various other hair care products. I pull out the blow dryer and a couple hair ties. I sit on the fluffy white stool and plug it in. The hot air loudly drys me hair and I wonder if its too loud. Can the boys hear me? The dryer is so loud in my ear I don't notice the knock on my door, nor did I notice it open. It wasn't until the shirtless boy was standing right behind me in the mirror that I noticed his presents. The jump scare sends a shiver through my veins, I almost throw the dryer at him before realising it was a person and not Bloody Mary.

"Jungkook, omg, you scared the hell out of me!"

"I didn't mean to, I knocked. I was walking out of the bathroom and heard your blow dryer on so I figured you were awake." So they can hear me. "Are you okay?" I let go of my heart I didn't realize I was clutching.

"Yeah, I'm okay" my eyes wonder down his slim fit physique. He is built but still slender, like the kind of body you'd see in a webtoon. This guy is unreal. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was being loud" I put the dryer down on the dresser. I was done anyway.

"It's okay, beautiful" I'm taken back by his use of the word. I wonder rather or not to bring it up, but by the time I look back up at him, he has walked to the other side of the bed. He sits on the end and lays across the foot of the bed, interlocking his fingers and placing then behind his head. He let's out a sweet melodic sigh. "How are you feeling?" He asks, shutting his eyes in relaxation.

"What do you mean?" I walk over and stand in front of him.

"I mean, how are you felling after losing your virginity to Namjoon hyung?"