Can I have your number? [Completed] ✅

13 - Stalker

Seokjin's POV

My body is so sore. I didn't know I'd feel like this after sex. But such mind blowing sex. I blushed inwardly thinking about my night with Taehyung. God, he was amazing! A little rough but I need to learn to adjust to his wants. Oh God! I can't believe I'm thinking about this stuff. Taehyung makes me feel like a school girl with a heady crush on the new guy.

"Well someone looks happy," Yoongi smirks, then smiles knowingly. "You little shit! You guys did the dirty dance, didn't you?" He wiggles his eyebrows at me.

"Shut your filthy mouth Yoongs. I'm not the one with two guys chasing me," I wink at him naughtily.

"Can't help it if everyone wants my sexy ass!" He stretches his arms out widely. "I say, I wouldn't mind bottoming for Jimin though."

"Ugh! Please keep your filthy thoughts to yourself. This is a food establishment not a porn studio."

"Oh purleeez....like You weren't screaming like a banshee on a fire spit when Taehyung was pounding into you."

"Oh God! Get out of my shop!" I threw my dish towel at him. He just laughed and walked to Namjoon's shelf. I rolled my eyes at his back.

My phone chimed. It was a text from Taehyung.

* I can't wait to see you tonight. I love you my baby *

I blushed and sent him a reply.

I had some errands to run so I waved to the boys and grabbed my car keys. I had lots of work to do today, buying fresh produce, some stationery for the office and a whole long list more. It was when I was exiting the mall that I noticed a familiar vehicle that I had seen all day at almost every stop I had made. Was someone following me?

But why would anyone? Maybe I was just being paranoid. But then I noticed that the car started as soon as I got into my own. I checked my mirrors and took notice of the vehicle a little better. It was a black SUV with tinted glass windows and the licence plate had been removed. Now that was strange.

I turned on my self cam and took a few photos of the vehicle behind me. I sent them to Yoongi as a safety measure. Then I drove off and the van took off at the same time. I definitely had a stalker. I drove for about fifteen minutes until I hit traffic. He was two cars behind me. I called Yoongi via the Bluetooth.

What's with these pics Jin?

I knew he would be confused.

Yoongi. Listen carefully. I think I'm being followed. I'm in a bit of traffic now, about five minutes from the shop. Come outside with Namjoon.

We're going now. You just stay safe.

His voice was laced with worry but also a hint of anger. I maneovered my way through the vehicles and raced to the shop. I saw the van do the very same thing. He was on my tail, speeding, almost kissing my back bumper now. My heart was racing as I swerved into the shop's parking bay and saw Yoongi and Namjoon in my peripheral vision.

Namjoon was videoing as I got in and the van sped past us. My heart was in my throat and I was gasping for air. Yoongi reached in and got me out, carrying me upstairs away from any of our patrons eyes. Namjoon followed and quickly unlocked my flat.

"Breathe into this Jin," Namjoon said, handing me a brown paper bag.

I did as he told me. Slowly, my breathing calmed and I drank some water. When I felt better, they looked at me with concern. Namjoon was rubbing my feet gently.