Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️

We On

Since much of the guys' stage wardrobe consists of women's clothing, the stylists had a lot to choose from when picking something out for me. And to my surprise, each piece is already tailored to fit my measurements and is perfectly matched with my personal style. Of course, everything is brand new and crazy expensive. The top designers in the world send the guys their collections and they could never manage to wear it all. I bet they don't even know half of this stuff exists.

Jigaemae sticks around and even puts in his two cents when I ask his opinion. He's been my shopping partner for half a year and seems to enjoy watching the stylists fuss over me. Or maybe what he actually enjoys is getting to spend time around Chin-Sun. I notice how red his face gets when she addresses him and he can't fight his smile whenever their eyes meet. My heart warms. Could Jigaemae have a crush on Chin-Sun? I don't want to invade his privacy but I wish there was something I could do to encourage the pair. Chin-Sun is strong-willed and tough yet compassionate and fair. Jigaemae is often quiet and has a way of calming you with just his presence. But he's also very protective and caring. I honestly can't think of two people who would be better matched.

The guys begin to file in one by one after rehearsals just as the stylists are just finishing up. Taehyung comes in first and does a double-take when he sees me, his big, beautiful brown eyes going wide. He licks his lips before dragging his teeth over the bottom one. Then after he checks in with his team to discuss the schedule, he strolls over, trying to remain impassive.

"Hi," he simply says, his gaze stealthily appraising my Chanel-clad frame from head to toe. I swear, I can feel the heat radiating from his body yet it sends a cold shiver up my spine.

"Hi," I reply.

"You look..." He sucks in a shallow breath through sensual, parted lips then whispers a curse.

"Thank you."

"Is there somewhere we can go?"

I look around. I mean, I'm sure there is but we'd be followed by bodyguards. And Taehyung isn't exactly...quiet. I shake my head.

"Sorry."

He swallows. "Later?"

I nod. "Unless you're too tired."

"I'm never too tired for you."

"Mmmm, maybe we should test that theory later. I'm sure I could make you very, very tired."

I'm so turned on right now, my thoughts completely singular as I imagine taking Taehyung when he's full of adrenaline and tension, that I don't even realize Jin has entered until I hear his infectious laughter. He makes a beeline for us and his reaction is very similar to Taehyung's, although he skips the part about finding a private room.

Jimin comes in next, then Yoongi. After Jungkook and Hoseok, Namjoon enters. And each and every one of them comes over to where we're congregated, not giving a damn about the cameras filming content for their channel or curious stares. It's as if they want to cocoon me in their love and safety, blocking me from the outside world and hiding me away so that nothing can harm us. I just wish that were enough.