Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️

Serendipity

I can't determine if Jungkook is upset or if he's just a man of few words. We all knew what this was going into it so I can't imagine he'd be pissed at me. Still, I thought things were going well. We had a moment...or at least I felt we did. He was opening up and talking, something he'd done very little of since I arrived. And then it felt like he shut me out. Or maybe he's realizing just how absurd it would be to catch feelings when we both know how this would end. Yeah...absurd. Yet, I'm the dummy sitting in my room wondering if I offended him for talking to Namjoon when he most likely doesn't give a shit.

Maybe this is a mistake. I'm not cut out for this lifestyle. What would it even be considered? Polygamy? Holy shit, I'm a TV series on TLC.

If I were anywhere else and they were seven completely different men, I can't see myself agreeing to this arrangement. So what is it about them that made me say yes?

I put my conflicted feelings on hold and turn on some music while I wash and get ready for bed. My bathroom rivals the one at the hotel and there's even a huge bathtub. I make a mental note to grab some bath bombs and bubbles. Just as I'm finishing up my face regimen and have moved on to putting on body cream, there's a light tap at my bedroom door. I quickly wrap up moisturizing and go to answer, not even thinking twice about my less than modest pajamas.

Jin stands in the doorway, his eyes the size of saucers, as he takes in my lace-trim cami, no bra, and silky shorts that hit at my upper thigh.

"Oh, uh..." He diverts his eyes to my face and only my face. "Sorry...I...uh."

"Everything ok, Jin?" I swear he's getting pale. Or are his ears getting redder?

He takes the plushie tucked under his arm and shoves it towards me, narrowly missing my chest. "Here. For you. This is RJ."

I take the white alpaca plushie from him and hug it to my chest if only to ease his nervousness and cover my breasts. However, that seems to make him flush all over.

"He's mine," he states.

"Oh? Do you want him back?" I try to hand it back to him but he holds up his palms and shakes his head fervently.

"No! He's my plushie. My character. I made him."

"Oh! So he's like your baby." That's when I realize why he's so bashful. His baby is currently motorboating me. "Thank you. I'll sleep with him—I mean—he'll sleep on my bed with me."

Jin nods, trying to bite down on a laugh. He completely understands how this conversation comes across.

"Do you want to come in?" I ask, not wanting to be rude. Plus it'd be nice to have some company.

Jin thinks about my question then shakes his head, his shoulders falling a bit. "We have early rehearsal."

"That's right. Well, thanks again. RJ will get lots of cuddles."

Jin seems more than a little pleased by my promise. He's a grown man, and while he may not have a ton of dating experience, I doubt he's innocent. I mean, look at him. He could have a girl for every day of the week if he wanted.