Red Carpet, a Taejin FF

Thursday: Your Penthouse, 2:30 am, Taehyung's POV:

- "My car is waiting to take you home, at the back door," you said evenly, watching Jin pull your white hoodie on over his head.

- He had his back to you, and you couldn't stop staring at the broad line of his shoulders as he stretched his arms over his head. He really was stunning.

- "I know the drill, TaeTae," he replied, turning around and smiling slyly at you.

- Jin slowly walked over and sat on the bed, putting one hand on either side of you and leaning in so his lips were only inches from yours.

- "Call me?" he asked softly, still smiling as you ran a hand through his hair.

- "You've been here every night for the past two weeks. Do I still have to call you? Why can't you just come over?" you replied, tilting your head a bit and looking into his shiny dark eyes.

- Jin laughed softly, and your lips parted in a smile at how pretty he looked. "Well, I can't tomorrow. Namjoonah and I are going to that fashion thing in Tokyo. Aren't you going?"

- You had actually forgotten all about that, but you were supposed to leave for the airport in a little over four hours. "Yeah, but then... just come to my hotel room," you replied after a moment's thought.

- "I can't, I'll be with Namjoonah. I'll see you when we get back though," he said, leaning a little closer.

- You watched his hair curl around your fingers, a little distracted by the way the moonlight from the window made it glisten. "The two of you aren't even dating, who cares?" you asked.

- "I know TaeTae, but he's still rather protective. Oh, by the way, did you like my new song?" he replied, watching you through bright eyes.

- "I still haven't listened to your music. When would I have had time? I've been very distracted by all this," you said, waving your free hand in front of his face.

- The corners of Jin's eyes crinkled, and he smiled wider as he replied happily, "That's because you're a bitch!"

- You grinned and yanked sharply on his hair, earning that soft and breathy moan you liked so much. You let go of his hair and reached for the hem of the hoodie he was wearing and started to pull it back over his head.

- If you weren't going to be able to see him until you got home, then he couldn't leave yet. Your car would wait, and you could still make your flight to Tokyo.