Kink (Completed)

Chapter 15: Chaos

  Today is my nineteenth birthday, I am giddy with excitement and terrified because I'm going to ask Jeon for a job at Kink. 

  Jeon had shocked me a couple of weeks ago and brought a lover home, my heart had hurt. I had never brought a lover here while he was home I respected him enough to not do that, but it seems he didn't feel the same way.

  Seeing him with a lover made me realize nothing would ever come of my feeling for him and I needed to finally put them to rest, it had been a childish infatuation for my hearts sake I needed to leave it behind with my childhood.

  His lover is beautiful, olive skinned, dark hair and golden eyed, he was tall and muscular, everything I am not. My self-esteem took a nose dive, but as always Yoongi came to my rescue. Yoongi was the perfect man in every way, I beat myself up daily for not falling for him.

  I grabbed my phone and smiled at all the birthday text from my friends, I was too busy training as a sub to hang out with anyone, but now that my training is over I promised them we would hang out soon. I thanked everyone for the birthday wishes before getting up and getting ready for the day. After showering, I walked to my closet and pulled out a pair of black leather pants and a black button up, I left the top three buttons open giving a glimpse of the creamy skin beneath. I sat on the side of the bed to pull on my socks and black biker style boot. 

 I headed downstairs to make breakfast, I'm surprised to find pancakes covered with strawberries and whip cream on the table "I don't want you to lift a finger today I bought breakfast. Go out and have fun with your friends, but be back by five alright" I nod and sit down and begin eating.

  I could feel Jeon's eyes on me as I ate, every time I would glance up I would catch him staring, I blinked because the unmistakable look of longing in his eyes confused me "you need to call your sex friend you look a little needy, I'll be gone most of the day, so he can scream all he wants" he went pale as he sat down his fork "that was a mistake and won't happen again, it was disrespectful to bring someone to our home" I laughed "this is your home not mine you made that abundantly clear when you chose to bring a stranger here while I'm home, so I would hear his moans as you pleasured him" not me I wanted to say. 

  To my horror I broke down in tears, he is on his feet by my side in seconds. I'm pulled from my chair into his arms "baby, don't cry, I fucked up and did something stupid because I was angry. If it's any consolation he was bad in bed." 

  I had my head resting against his chest, his heart raced under my ear. I wondered why it is so fast? Was he nervous? Did I make him nervous? My heart is running its own marathon in my chest as his hand stroked down my spine, I tried to remind myself that he was only comforting me. His hand seemed to wonder lower and lower till it brushed the top of my ass, it was probably an accident I mused to myself. "That does make me feel a bit better" I wiped my eyes and pushed his arms away "I need to go."

   His hand cupped my face, thumb brushing my cheek "we need to have a serious conversation when you get home" I paled "is everything ok, you're not dying or something, right?" he chuckled "I'm healthy as a horse, it's nothing to worry about ok" I nod. He bends down and kisses the top of my head "your gift is in the driveway by the way."

  I giggle and clutch his shirt pulling him down, so I can peck his lips before running out of the house to see my gift. A powder blue 2020 FIAT 124 Spider sat in the driveway, giggling I opened the door and grabbed the key fob off the seat before sliding behind the wheel, now I knew why I couldn't find my keys this morning.

   I backed out of the drive and tuned onto the road heading to get coffee before picking up Yoongi, he is taking me to a fetish clothing store. I went through a Starbucks drive through and ordered an iced Americano with three shots of espresso for him and an iced peppermint mocha for myself. Yoongi's drink reflected his soul, dark and bitter. Though he seemed to have a soft spot for me, though he is still brutally honest and will call me out on my bullshit.