Forced marriage || Sope ||

1 } One timer

NOTE : this is the updated version with namjin and taekook!

Finally is what Min Yoongi though when he reached his hotel. After 2 long months of non stop shootings and conferences he finally had a week off. A week may seem little but it was better than nothing.

Nobody knew where he went to , except his best friends and secretary, because he didn't want people to stalk him.

You see Min Yoongi is a model. Not just any model but the most wanted model in Korea. He was that handsome yet cute and was a very respectful man. Basically everyone's crush. He likes his job sure, but sometimes you just need some time off and Min Yoongi would never decline a vacation.

He was with his best friends , Jungkook and  Namjoon. Jungkook was a movie producer/ actor and Namjoon was an engineer both rich as well so a trip to Canada wasn't that big of a deal to them.  

After showering and putting some decent clothes, Yoongi went downstairs to meet his friends. Jungkook was wearing blue ripped jeans, white shirt and a purplish jacket. Namjoon wore black pants, black undershirt, a black unbuttoned shirt and glasses. Yoongi however was wearing tight black jeans, with white shirt and a harness on top of that.

'Don't tell me your going to wear a harness to a fucking club", Jungkook said. Namjoon looked up from his phone and snickered.

'It's my first time going out in ages and I want to get laid so let me wear something to you know... get attention', both males chuckled but nodded anyways. It was indeed the first time in almost a half year that Yoongi went out. He was so busy the last few months due his shoots and interviews and he'll soon be selling his own perfume.

'jungkook you drive!' Namjoon yelled whilst throwing the car keys.

'No way in hell!' jungkook cried out. 'That means I can't drink!' Just then the doors of the elevator opens to reveal a handsome man. He skin had a honey brown color and his curls were dark brown. His tight white button up shirt, black leather pants and purplish jacket fit his body perfectly. Some fancy accessories to finish his look.

'I'll drive, I can drink twice as much as you guys and I'd still be able to drive you', he said walking over to Jungkook and snatching the keys out of his hands whilst giving him a quick peck on the lips. Jungkook smirked and stood up.

'Thanks Tae , what would we do without you?' They all laughed whilst going to the car. Taehyung was in the drivers seat, Jungkook next to him holding his hand. Yoongi and Namjoon at the back. Namjoon was on his phone probably texting his boyfriend Jin. Yoongi let out a deep sigh.

'What's with the sigh shooky?' Taehyung asked looking trough the drivers mirror. Ever since he met Yoongi he called him shooky. He loved the face he did when he faked that he was in shock so that's why he calls him shooky.

'I just want to fuck tonight' he said looking at him. They all laughed except Yoongi. He was dead serious, I mean he is still a human with hormones, he still wants to be fucked especially after almost a year of not having actual sex.

'Jeez, someone's horny. But don't worry you'll get that dick and if not try again tomorrow', Taehyung said with a wink causing everyone in the car to laugh again. Soon they arrived at a famous VIP club. They were usual guest there. They all got out of the car.

' I've missed this', Jungkook said whilst wrapping his arm around Taehyung's waist. They all nodded in agreement. They would make a trip to Canada once a year for a little escape from back home, usually Jin would have come with them but he had to take care of his little brother.

They went to the door and greeted the security guards and got in. Purple and green lights shone everywhere, a gigantic disco ball was hanging on from the ceiling. People dancing and singing. The smell of alcohol and sweat was everywhere. ' If you need us look for us on the dance floor!' Taehyung said whilst dragging Jungkook to the dance floor. Yoongi has no clue we're Namjoon went and now he was standing on his own. He decided to get a shot or 2 and hit the dance floor.

Suddenly people started to cheer and make a circle. To see what's going Yoongi made his way to the circle and found himself at the front row. There was a man dancing. No not just dancing, but dancing. As if his life depended on it, as if his body had no bones. He was dancing like a god, I repeat a fucking god in black pants and a dark green shirt. Yoongi found himself staring at the man with black curled hair whilst appreciating his features and body. Dang he was hot, extremely hot.

The dancing man made eye contact with Yoongi and smirked to himself. He knew who his next victim would be. Another song came on and everybody starting dancing again, well everybody except for Yoongi and the black haired guy. They were staring at each other as if a predator had found his victims which in fact wasn't wrong. Before Yoongi could progress what was happing he felt hot breath against his earlobe.
'Tell me, kitten, what about we have a one timer?'

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Yoongi

Hoseok

Yeehaw and that's it for the first chapter of  'forced marriage' ;)
Cuz it's the first chapter this is hella long hehe
I hope y'all will stick with me trough this book. Show some love pleas by commenting/ leaving a vote.
Kisses from nia <3