Make It Right / V KTH / Suga MYG / BTS Completed

The Club

Taehyung steps closer to me, pushing my body back against the rough brick wall of the studio. I wrap my arms around his neck as his hand slides all the way up the side of my body just brushing lightly against my breast as he moves to touch my face. I run my fingers through his soft hair. He kisses me without pause, my lips, my cheek, my neck. His tongue traces a line up my neck to my jaw.

I feel weak from the sensation as I whisper, "We can't, not here." He steals another kiss as he pulls me closer to him once again.

"You're right, for now. But I am not going to be without you." He pulls back, smiling at me. He takes my hand and leads me back around to the front of the set and marches directly up to the others who are still talking and laughing. Yoongi looks up at us, looking down at our hands entwined.  Namjoon smiles at us knowingly.

"We are going to a club Alexa do you want to join us?" he asks in Korean. The others turn to look at him confused.

"Yes, I'd like that," I respond in Korean as they stare at me. Taehyung wraps his arms around me from behind allowing the others to realize what's going on. I turn to Taehyung. "I'll just close up and join you in a moment."

I step away to speak with the management company rep for a moment and shut down the lighting and computer. The others gather their things and Jungkook teases Tae.

"Does she have any friends for me, one, or two will do." He laughs ruffling his hair.  Jimin steps up.

"Why am I the last to know what's going on?" He laughs.

"I didn't know who she was," Tae explains to him. Yoongi steps up shaking his head.

"You booked a photographer because you were hot for her." He tuts at him, but Tae shakes his head.

"No, hyung, I honestly didn't know what she looked like. I never saw her before today." Yoongi glares back at him suspicious and it worries Tae a little. He knows that Yoongi can be intimidating, intense, and can be difficult when he wants to be.

Soo Yun tells them that the cars are ready outside and they begin to move en masse toward the elevator, still talking and laughing. Only Yoongi seems quiet. Tae keeps hold of my hand as I grab my camera and follow him onto the elevator.

As everyone steps out of the building, Yoongi and Namjoon head towards one car, and Tae ushers me inside after them, Soo Yun climbs in and speaks to the driver. The others follow in the second car with the other company rep. The cars pull away toward an unknown destination and Tae sits next to me grinning broadly. He's let go of my hand but I can feel him pushing his thigh close to mine. Yoongi turns to me.

"So how do you speak Korean?" he asks.

"I was raised in a Korean neighborhood, and all my friends were Korean growing up. I had to learn to speak to their parents to keep from getting into trouble when we got caught doing things we shouldn't." I smile at him. He squints at me, almost studying me suspiciously. "I also spent a semester of college in Seoul." I continue, feeling the need to explain myself. He nods and looks away.

Namjoon asks me about photographing Grime artists in London and as I speak with him, Tae rests his head on my shoulder and interlaces our fingers. I'm really surprised at how comfortable he is showing affection when we have literally just met hours earlier. His band mates don't seem surprised by his behavior.

We stop alongside a club and are ushered through a rear door, and down a long hallway. The music is loud and pounding, and the lighting is dim but colorful. We are led into a space looking down on the dance floor, and as they sit down on the couches, several large men seem to appear at the corners of the space. The table in front of us is filled with bottles, and glasses waiting for them.