An Old Friend ✔️

TWENTYTHREE

I didn't realize how close we were to his apartment. It really wasn't too far from my own house surprisingly. He pulled me from the car, holding on to my hand tightly as he pushed his way through the front office and to the elevators. 

"My penthouse is on the top floor." He grinned. 

"You have a penthouse?" 

He nodded. "It's huge." 

"Is that why you needed 'enough room?'" I asked him. 

"Exactly." he smiled big. 

Before I could say more, we had made it to the top and the elevator sounded, opening up. He pulled me into a short hallway with a door at the end. He pulled out a key, turning the nob right before wiggling his eyes brows at me. 

He pushed the door open with a loud bang pulling me inside. But before anything could really happen, we heard moaning from what seemed to be his livingroom, making him stop dead in his tracks. 

"Is that...?" I started to ask before getting cut off by a loud deep groan. 

"What the hell?"  He growled.

Jin started walking forward and I followed right into the livingroom. There I saw Jeon Jungkook on his knees, Taehyung sitting in a loveseat with his head thrown back resting on the top. Jungkook's head was hidden in his lap, bobbing up and down making me yelp and turn around. 

"WHAT IN THE HELL!?" Jin said again only louder. 

I heard a pleasurable hiss followed by a "H-hey hyung."

"YOU HAVE A ROOM!" he shouted back. 

At this point my hands were covering my face and I was trying my hardest to not laugh. 

"What the fuck? Who is with you?" I heard Jungkook say. 

Jin made me stay where I was by holding on to me. "That is none of your business, but seriously. Suck each other off in your own room." 

Before more could be said he jerked me down a long hallway grumbling as he went. Finally, after being shoved into a huge bedroom, I let out my laughter, so loud and body shaking that I softy fell to the floor. Jin was so flustered to find his brother and Jungkook that way, when I am to the point to expect it from my roommates. 

"What is so damn funny?" 

"You." I gasped out between laughs. "You got so red in the face." 

"Its not funny." He said in a more serious tone as he helped me up from my spot on his floor. 

"Yes, it is."  I replied still giggling.

Just then he shoved me up against his wall, halting my laughing to a silence. My eyes went wide, and his eyes narrowed in. "Stop laughing." I swallowed thickly and nodded my head, making a smirk spread across his stupidly handsome face. "That's better." His hand lifted and he placed it on the side of my face, his thumb running along my jawline. He leaned in and took his teeth, biting into my bottom lip pulling softly before letting it snap back against my teeth. "I want my striptease." 

"You want me to strip for you?" 

He nodded then kissed me under my ear. He kept kissing when he felt the shivers scatter across my arm, under his palm and tongue. "You agreed." 

"I did not." 

He pulled back with an amused look and a raised eye brow. "You agreed to the bet, sealed it with a kiss, remember? I won fair and square. Now I want my show." When he finished speaking, he started to walk backwards, his eyes never leaving mine, until he grabbed a remote off of his night stand. He pointed it to his TV which had a stereo system set up, with speakers on each side. Just then I heard 'Into It' by Chase Atlantic start to blast out of them. The music was so loud it was almost deafening. He smirked at me plopping onto his bed scooting all the way back so he was leaning against his head board. Then linking his hands together by his fingers, resting them behind his head.