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Should I follow and risk the chance to get raped?

Should I really?

I saw Yoongi slowly taking his last puff, he threw the remains of his cigarette in a thrash bin next to a glass door I suddenly noticed. It was another door then the door where I came thru. Yoongi turned around and faced me.

"You coming? Or do you like getting sick?"

I stood up from my chair and looked at my now see-through shirt. Great. I certainly cannot go back to the party like this. I followed Yoongi, who went inside. When I stepped foot into the room, I realized that this was his bedroom and wow, it was huge. Like literally, it was as big as the living room. There were tons of recording equipment and screens in one side of the room and on the other side was a king-size bed. One wall was entirely made of windows and it was fucking beautiful.

"Wow, how much money do you even have" I said unknowingly out loud. When I heard a deep chuckle, I realized I really said it out loud.

"You like my place?" He went up to his closet and searched for something.

"What do you mean 'like', I fucking love it!" Yoongi came closer and he handed me some spare clothes. He was so close right now I felt his breath on my face.

"Here, wear this" he said not breaking eyecontact.

"Uhm" I suddenly got shy "where can I change?"

"You can change in the bathroom, but you'll have to go through the living room in order to reach it. Or you can just change here" he smirked "I won't look" he added.

He was just about to turn around when I stopped him " you can look if you want" I said seductively. As tae always says, you have to eat the berries when they're ripe, and I'm sure that the berries are riper than they'll ever be.

Yoongi arched a brow and crossed his arms, patiently waiting for me to make a move. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head to throw it to the side. I saw Yoongis eyes lower to my chest and I swear I never felt hotter before. When I unbuckled my belt yoongi licked his lips. Then I fake fumbled with the opening of my  jeans to obtain Yoongis attention.

He walked closer "here, let me help you" he said in a voice so deep that it was almost a whisper. Yoongis touched my chest and his hands were so cold I shivered. His hands went lower and lower to end in palming me through my pants. I moaned and pulled him closer. 

I was getting harder and yoongis lips grazed over mine but when I leaned in to kiss him, he turned around went to his desk and started his computer.

I looked at him confused.

What the hell happened?

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