Run In

Part 7

Genre: Angst and Graphic Content with a tiny bit of Smut

Word Count: 12,625

A/N: Good Evening fellow readers. I hope you all have or had a good day. As promised, here's another chapter which I know y'all will love. But let me say this first... Please take care of yourselves. Be safe during and after the holidays and just enjoy life. You all have so much to look forward to, aka "Your best days are yet to come." So with that being said, Happy Readings! ^^

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You groan at the bright lit room shining through your eyelids. You and Yoongi had a very long night and you were exhausted, not to mention your body was sore. He came home and tried to have sex but you were too tired to move but what does he do? Yoongi kept to his word. He pulled the covers off of your body and crawled between your legs, eating you out until your throat was hurt from screaming too loud. Maybe it was a good thing that his neighbors lived further away. To get back at him, you denied Yoongi from cumming, not once but twice when you sucked him off. And boy was he mad. Yoongi fucked you so hard, you thought he could potentially break something but you never came so hard in your life. You didn't think you were able to cum anymore but Yoongi proved you wrong when he fucked you again. And he fucked you all over his bedroom, even in his walk-in closet and against the large window. The only witness to your lovemaking was the moon, or anyone with binoculars.

You moved your arm across the bed, hoping it would hit his body but it didn't. The other side of the bed was empty. Your eyes popped open and looking over at his side confirmed your thoughts. You sat up on your legs, letting the covers slide off of your naked body as you stretched. The smell of a hot breakfast filled your nostrils. As you turned your head, your eyes locked with Yoongi's chef who had just entered the room carrying a big tray in his hands. You shrieked, pulling the comforter over your body. He was equally embarrassed, turning his head and closing his eyes.

"I'm terribly sorry, Miss. Mr. Min had asked me to cook breakfast for you. You were sound asleep so I was going to leave it for when you wake."

You tried to straighten out your appearance the best you could before you spoke. "I'm the one that should be sorry. I should have put on clothes before bed."

"No worries. I'll just leave this here and be on my way." He sat the tray down at the end of the bed before going to the door.

"I meant to tell you last night that dinner was delicious." You started trying to ease the awkwardness in the room. The chef chuckled.

"Hopefully you will enjoy your breakfast as well. Have a good day."

He walked out shutting the door behind him, leaving you alone in the bedroom. You fell back on the mattress embarrassed but sat back up when your stomach growled from hunger. You crawled over to the tray and lifted one of the tops. Presented before you was a gourmet breakfast. You had stacks of pancakes surrounded by strawberries, raspberries, and blueberries. The two smaller plates had strips of bacon and sausage and eggs. You took a sip of orange juice before contemplating what to eat first.

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You fell onto your back feeling quite full. You would have continued eating if you had more room to store it but you were stuffed like a pig. Moving your arm around the bed, you felt for your phone. You found it buried under the blanket and pulled it out to check the time. It was almost nine o'clock and if you went to work during the morning shifts, you had a good chance of leaving early.

You jumped up about to search for Yoongi when you realized that you didn't have anything to wear. He had ripped your shirt and you didn't have any idea of where your pants were. You also didn't want to ignite an argument dragging his bed sheet across the floor so you went to his closet. Pulling down one of his many white button-up shirts, you put it on and partially buttoned it up. You exited out of the bedroom and slowly walked down the stairs, trying not to make any noise. You peeked into the living room but he wasn't there either. If Yoongi had left you in his home like he did the night before, you were going to be pissed. In fact, you were still a little upset about it but you two were too busy to talk about what had happened last night.