Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️

24/7=Heaven

The initial plan is for all of us to stay awake since our flight is so early. That way, we can sleep the entire way. However, once the alcohol really starts to set in and the excitement of the evening wears off, the guys get sleepy. Yet, I'm still pacing the floor, terrified by the impending tabloid headline.

"No one is going to believe I'm just your tutor after this," I stress, pulling at my hair nervously. "They're going to know, Jinnie."

"I'm sorry," he says for the fifth time since he realized what he'd done out of reflex. "But I needed to protect you. The cameras..."

"I know," I nod, sparing him a smile. "I don't blame you. I love that you want to keep me safe, and I love you. But the company is going to flip their shit when they see the news. And oh my god...the fans. They're going to hate me even more."

"Hey..." Jin begins. He waves me over to where he sits on the edge of the bed. "Come here. You need to relax."

I shake my head yet do as he asks, letting him pull me to stand between his legs. His large hands slide up my naked thighs and over my ass until they reach their intended target: my back. He begins to knead, focusing on the areas where I'm most tense.

"Feel good?" Jin asks after I've released a contented sigh.

I nod. "Yes, Jinnie. It feels amazing."

He hums. "Lay down on your stomach."

Again, I do as I'm told and lay down flat, snatching up a pillow for my head. Seconds later, Jin's weight settles over my upper thighs as he straddles me. Then his hands snake under the oversized tee I swiped from him.

"Mmm," he hums appreciatively, running his fingers up my spine then down until he's grasping my backside, which is pretty much bare considering I'm only wearing a thong. "Your skin is so soft."

"Your hands feel good on it."

"I'm going to take the shirt off so I can massage you, ok?"

I nod against the pillow and groan my consent. Then Jin deftly strips me of his t-shirt and I lift up just enough for him to slide it over my arms and head. However, he doesn't stop there. He frees me of my thong too.

"I...I just want you to be comfortable," he explains although I don't question his motives. I simply lay there and enjoy the feel of his palms running over my naked skin, kneading and rubbing out the day's tension.

"Gwaenchana?" he asks when he hits applies pressure to the knot along my shoulder blades, causing me to groan. I hadn't even realized how tight I was there.

"Yes, Jinnie. Better than ok."

"Want me to do it...harder?" I swear I hear him swallow and I inwardly grin to myself.

"I like it like this," I answer, my voice breathy. "But I like it hard too. Everything you do feels good, baby."

His hands squeeze me tighter and I don't hold back from moaning and arching into his touch. That's when I feel Jin shift on top of me as if he's trying to pull back a bit. He has to be aroused. At least I know I am.

"Jinnie?"

"Yes, Vi?"

"You know what would make me feel even better?"

"Hm?"

"If you took your clothes off too."

"Oh...uh," he stammers. "I just wanted to make you feel good tonight. I don't want you to think I only want you for—"

I angle my head back to look at him, pushing up on my palms a bit. "You do make me feel good. And I like feeling your skin on mine. I know you don't just want me physically, baby. I could never think that. But if you don't want to, I won't force you."