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WARNING: 18+
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It's been a week since Jimin's little party. Which, by the way was interesting. I watched in amusement as everyone around me got drunk. Jimin and Hoseok almost started kissing, which yes, I took a photo so I could later blackmail them with it.

My brother and Namjoon went back to their apartment after I kicked them out for being.. beyond PG-13. Yoongi was a happy singing drunk. Jungkook was passed out on the floor. And then Taehyung.. was like a baby. He was clinging to me the whole time and wanting hugs, to which of course I gave him.

Today of all days, I've been rejected by all my friends. I asked Yoongi if he could use any of my advice for his music but he straight up said no. Jimin didn't exactly reject me.. more like scared me away with his questionable ways. Hoseok claimed he was busy and hung up on the call. I'm not even going to try and call Jungkook because at the moment, he's on my avoid-as-much-as-possible list. And then Jin and Namjoon suddenly no longer exist and have fell off the face of the earth.

I huff angrily as I take out my keys to unlock the door.

"Kim Taehyung.. you're my last hope." I mumble to myself hopefully as I step into my apartment. "Taehyung?" I call out.

Nothing.

"Tae?" Maybe he's hiding from me. Using nicknames will draw him out. "Taetae?"

Silence.

I whine and flop down onto the couch. "Where is everyone today.."

As I'm about to turn on the TV, I notice a note stuck to the screen. I walk up to it curiously.

Follow the plushies.

Eh?

I glance around. My eye catches sight of something sticking out around the corner of the hallway. I stride over and look down the hall. A trail of stuffed animals lead to Taehyung's room. I furrow my eyebrows.

"What kind of prank is this..." I mumble to myself as I stride right into Taehyung's room looking for him.

I come eye to eye with a lion plushie holding a rose and note. I can't help but giggle at it.

Be mine?

My heart races as I register what's taking place. I squeak out of surprise when two slender arms loop around my waist.

"Well?" His deep voice says smoothly against my neck. I gulp, biting my lip as his hands massage my waist.

"Promise not to break my heart..?" I breathe out shakily.

"Promise and swear to die.." he states genuinely.

"Then..Yes. Only if you will be mine too." My body is twirled around to face him. He smiles that gorgeous boxy smile of his before capturing my lips with his.

Our lips mold together perfectly, moving in sync. He nibbles on my bottom lip for entry. When I resist teasingly, he places his hand on my lower back, pushing me into him. I moan as he lightly grinds his hips against me, taking the chance to slip his tongue in and overpower me in dominance.

Firmly, he pushes me back onto the bed, hovering above my smaller frame. He seeks for the sensitive spot under my ear and begins to suck, marking me as his with new bruises. He places his hands on the hem of my jeans hesitantly.

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