Just as I slip on the white laced panties, the door opens. Jimin pops his head in and tells me that they were all waiting for me downstairs. He seemed amused by my immediate embarrassment. I grab the hoodie off my bed and hold it in front of my body. He walks all the way in and closes the door behind. "I'm sorry i didn't mean to scare you" he walks up to me with his hands behind his back.
"Its okay, I should probably get used to it" I jokingly stutter. He stops an inch in front of me, his hands still behind his back.
"Can I see?" His words confused me, why did he ask? I apparently belong to him. I slowly nod my head. Jimin tugs away the hoodie throwing it on the bed. My hands fall down to my sides. "Mm" he hums. He starts to walk circles around me, taking in every inch of my body. He stops once we are face to face again.
"If they are waiting for me, I should probably get dressed" I want to cover myself, but I don't think they like when I do that very much. He tried to restrain his smile by biting his lip.
"Sure, I'll see you down stairs" he turns and walks out of room. Things happen so quickly here, I don't know how to process it. I finish getting dressed and head down stairs. I didn't bother with my hair, I usually just leave it this way anyway. All four boys stood at the end, all wearing face mask that cover their nose and mouth. Namjoon held an extra one in between his fingers.
"Bre, you look so cute!" Jhope tells me once I reach the bottom of the staircase.
"Thank you, Jhope" He presses his lips together, flashing his cheek dimples.
"Let's go, put this on" Namjoon hands me the extra mask.
"Why?"
"To cover your face, hide from paparazzi and fans" Jin informs me as we walk out the front door. Jung Soo stood with the car doors open. It was a different car from yesterday, a black Mercedes G-Wagon with low tinted windows. Namjoon got in the front seat and Jin got in the passenger. The car is way bigger than me, im only 5'3(½). All of a sudden, I feel hands on my waist, I am lifted and put in the seat by Jhope, I thank him and slide over so he and Jimin can climb in as well. The inside was just as big. I felt like a small child.
The car ride was filled with banter amongst the guys and low playing music. A song came on that I recognized, (Lovely-Billie Eilish) and I hum along. A sweet, angel-like sound harmonizes with the speaker. I stop to figure out which guy it was coming from. Facing out the window, Jimin sings along with Billie and I find myself in aw of his voice. I didn't realize I was staring at him until the car stopped along with the music.
Once we enter, Jin and Jhope separate from us, blending in with the rest of the crowd. Namjoon tells me to stay close to him as he starts walking in the opposite direction. We walk into a store with bright colored clothes hanging from the walls and the headless manikins. The clothes all look so expensive and colorful. Im not used to this. Im used to wearing black and grey, the occasional maroon and red. Red was my mother's favorite color, as well as my father's. I guess I kinda just felt connected to the vibrant hue.
"What size?" Namjoon breaks my thoughts. He holds a blue dress in his hand, it's thick and short with a sweetheart neckline. Not really my style.
"What?"
"What's your size?" He repeats.
"In what?" I dodge the question again.
"Pants?"
"...9"
"Shirts?"
"...Medium"
"Bras?" His face is covered and he's facing away from me, but i can tell by the tone in his voice that he is smiling.
"...36DD" Namjoon turns around and eyes my bust. My stomach flutters with embarrassment. I am thankful for the oversized hoodie covering me. I look down in effort to avoid eye contact with him. I almost forgot Jimin was there too, until he mutters something under his breath. I can barely make out what he said but it is something along the lines of 'I wish i could play with them' but I'm not certain. I'm self-conscious about a lot of things, my breast being one of the most obvious.
Namjoon and Jimin picks up several items of clothes before heading to the check out counter. Mostly pink and white shirts, and blue ripped jeans.
We stop at a few more stores before Namjoon tells me that he has to do something. He told me to stay with Jimin and don't leave his sight. I obey and watch as Namjoon walks away, disappearing with distance.
"Come on, are you hungry?" He asked. I nod and we start walking towards the food court. The court was way crowded with people. Different types of food places line the walls. Jimin walks up to the Western style place and orders a large pizza. We sit at a round table. Jimin and I talk for awhile before I noticed Jhope and Jin walking up with multiple expensive looking shopping bags. They pull up chairs and grab a slice of pizza. We continue to talk before Namjoon finally shows up. He carries multiple 'Victoria Secret' bangs and I small white box. He put the small white box in front of me.
"This is yours, all of our numbers are already in them" I slide up the top to the box. The sceen was pitch black and reflective.
"Thank you" I say simply, and place the cover back on.
"These are yours too" he hands me the VS bags. Various laced panties and bras. One in particular stands out, a black sheer set. It barely covers anything, actually no, I doesn't cover anything. The straps were pencil thin.
"T-Thank you" I stumble over my words with embarrassment. I feel my cheeks burn, I'm sure they are red.
"We better get going, Jung Soo wants us to start practicing for the Japan stage" Jhope tells us. We all clean up our mess and head out the door.
I listen happily to Jimin singing along with the music. When we arrive home...home, it feels weird to say that. When we arrive at the house, Jung Soo and Eun Ae are waiting by the drive entrance. They grab all the bags and head inside. I follow behind Eun Ae as she carries the bags up to the room. I offer to take some but she refuses. I haven't noticed until now, but Eun Ae is a muscular old lady.
"Thank you"
"You're welcome darling, now I want you to take out all the clothes that aren't in your size and I'll get rid of them" with a smile, she leaves.
YOU ARE READING
Play Thing
FanfictionThe last thing you expect to happen once you move to a foreign country, is to become someone's property. Due to unfortunate circumstances, Aubrey has no choice but to sign her body away.
