I CHOOSE

18. YOU HAVE TO BE QUIET

The night seemed to be longer than usual, (Y/N) laid awake twisting and turning in bed. She sprung up to her feet and pressed her ear against the door to listen for any sounds.

After a few minutes of silence, she was sure Namjoon and Yoongi were asleep.

She raised her hand to her chest, her heart beating faster than usual: she was conflicted on whether to forget about the entire thing and go back to sleep or head downstairs.

She chose the latter.

(Y/N) opened the door quietly to avoid any creaks, she stealthily tiptoed out of her room and down the hallway, all the while hoping neither Namjoon nor Yoongi would wake up.

She froze halfway, goosebumps rising on her skin when she thought she'd heard some movements coming from Yoongi's room.

A few seconds passed and nothing more was heard, so she continued down the hallway hastening her steps.

Down in living room, there was darkness. The only source of light came from a slit in the curtains allowing the moonlight to peek through. She searched for Taehyung in the partially lit room, but found no signs of the man.

"Looking for me, little girl?" Taehyung's voice called out from the corner startling her.

"You seemed a bit sad there, did you think I'd changed my mind?" He teased.

(Y/N) whipped around and saw Taehyung sitting in the corner, "I'd never miss out on a chance like this." He laughed. He wore a brown shirt and a pair of grey shorts with a bandanna tied around his head.

"Sit." He ordered.

(Y/N) sat on the opposite couch, staring into the dark in the direction his voice came from.

The room was quiet for a bit which had (Y/N) nervously fumbling with the edge of her nightgown.

"When I called you back then, did you hear anything I said or were you too busy getting fucked by Jimin?" His tone was indifferent and unamused, he was still upset about it.

"I-I didn't hear yo-you then." She stuttered with heated cheeks.

"I'll go straight to the point, I've never had sex before." He said, with a nonchalant shoulder shrug.

"I don't believe you!" She gasped. He rolled his eyes and pulled out an object, (Y/N) couldn't see it properly due to the darkness, but it glimmered in the dim light.

"Don't be shocked, I haven't fucked before doesn't mean I don't know how to fuck a girl." His raw utterance had her shifting uncomfortably in her seat.

"Oh, I know how to fuck alright." He boasted, a smile on his face as he looked at the woman who was obviously beginning to get turned on.

"What did you need me for then?" She wondered.

"It's not enough to say I know how to fuck, I need to prove myself also..," He leaned forward in his chair, the streak of light shining on his handsome face, "I'm a jealous guy." He frowned.

She blushed at his statement; he was jealous because she had been with the others. She looked down to hide her blossoming cheeks.

"I'm offering you pure sex, no strings have to be attached. Although-" He hesitated, "Never mind that, what do you say, (Y/N)?"

"O-okay." She breathed.

As soon as the word left her mouth, Taehyung was up on his feet stalking over to her. She could only look up as he loomed above her.

He bent over and cupped her chin, "I'd love to see the faces and hear the sounds you make when you're being pleasured." He pulled her face closer to his, lips so close to hers, but not making any contact.