sᴇᴠᴇɴ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs | ʙᴛs

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In the present
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[PJM]

I entered my dark house, Yoongi still on my mind as a recent memory.

He seemed so happy.

Especially for someone of his stigma.

He must really love coffee if it brings up his mood like that.

I laid on my bed, rubbing my hands up and down my abdomen.

Eyes closed, Yoongi on my mind.

I felt a soft tingle trace through my body. My nerves coming alive as the fabric of my cotton shirt rubbed against my stomach.

I felt a soft rumble in my chest as I sighed.

I was purring.

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[JJK]

I entered the cafeteria. I noticed Taehyung sitting by himself on his phone.

"Hey Tae.." I said, my voice was shaky and it sounded like I was about to burst into tears.

I was fidgeting with the collar of the black turtle neck I was wearing; I couldn't risk exposing myself and my thirst for Taehyung's dick down my throat.

I had come to one conclusion.

I was gay.

And that was okay.

Taehyung on the other hand;

The driver of the damn pussy wagon.

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[KNJ]

I sat across from Jin at his coffee table.

He was working endlessly on his laptop, tracking down the other four.

So far Jin—number one—had found number four—me—and number three—Hoseok.

Jin had come up with the number system to keep things organized.

God his mannerisms were hot.

I took a sip from my mug, watching him from across the table.

I began to think about how he let me stay with him.

He was too nice.

I placed my mug down.

"You should take a break." I suggested, he shook his head.

"Can't."

"And why not?"

"Because Joon, we've got to find the others as soon as possible. I can't relax, my adrenaline is urging me to find them." He said looking up.

I sighed before pushing his laptop screen down. Putting the device into sleep mode.

"Let's relax." I said.

"Did you not just hear what I said."

"Maybe I did, but listen to what I'm saying," I began, "Jin you have to take a break soon or else you'll have burn-out."

He sighed.

"Just for tonight, let me help you relax." I finished, getting up and starting a fire in his fireplace. I picked up one end of his coffee table and dragged it to the end of the living room near the windows before drawing the blinds closed.

"What are you doing?" He asked as I dragged in blankets from his bedroom.

"I'm making it a relaxing space. Now go get your candles."