#kimtaehyungfanfic

[cherrygyusworld]

Anger Issues

please don’t copy or rewrite/post as your own. if you’d like to take this idea and use it, that’s fine, but I’d ask that you don’t make the scenario exactly the same and use a different layout. enjoy!

cherrygyusworld

summary | your boyfriend, kim taehyung, suffers from a secret; anger issues. He’s unable to control them, and you never know when you might become the victim of his blows. 

category | angst, sad, breakup!au

warnings | mentions of pregnancy, breakup, abuse, toxic relationship, anger issues, blood, physical damage 

word count | 1723

pairing | kth x fem reader

It had happened again. You groaned, looking up at the bright light that luminated your face, shielding your face with one hand.

"Mrs. Kim? Are you awake now?" You looked over to see a man in a lab coat, shining a flashlight in your face while anxiously looking at you.

"Dr. Heo," you sighed, rubbing your temples as you sat up. "What happened?"

Dr. Heo was your doctor at a local hospital. As you got injured quite frequently, he knew you very well and was kind enough not to go spilling the tea that you were being abused by your own husband.

Kim Taehyung was the sweetest, kindest person you knew. And you loved him with your whole heart. He wasn't a bad person; he was kind. He donated to charity, loved to play with kids, and healed people just by being near them. Everyone loved him. But nobody knew the dark side of your married life.

Taehyung had anger issues. It wasn't his fault. It wasn't anyone's fault. He was just born with a mental disorder that caused him to completely go out of his senses when he got angry. As much as he wanted to fix it, it was near impossible. He'd tried therapy, social distancing, and calming methods, but there were always times when he couldn't control himself. You wanted to help him, but being the person there for him sometimes meant that you were the victim.

The first time Taehyung had ever hurt you was when he slipped and fell down the stairs. He had an important award show that week, and he'd been practicing so hard for it. He was so excited that he'd rattled on and on about how amazing the performance was going to be. He bruised a spot near his tailbone, but at the time, all you could think about was how funny it was when he was grabbing his butt after bouncing down each step. It didn't ever occur to you that he could be in pain, so much pain that he had trouble performing. But that was the first thing he thought of.

"Why are you laughing?" He yelled at you, and it really startled you. He wasn't the type to ever yell. He stood up, limping, a murderous look in his eyes. "I have the most important performance to perform in three days, y/n. Three days! I've just told you how important that show is, but here you are laughing your a** off when I might destroy the entire show!" He screamed at you, and threw a vase at the floor. It shattered everywhere.

"Tae, stop," you muttered quietly, backing away from him. You were scared. So scared. As a child, you'd witnessed abuse between your mother and your father, so this wasn't something new to you. However, it was the first time YOU were being abused, and this wasn't something that you'd experienced.

"Stop? STOP? How am I supposed to stop myself from ruining the performance we've worked months on! Do you see me, y/n? This body is made to entertain people. I can't do that if I'm broken!" He roared, and shoved you to the ground. You let out a scream as your hands pierced the glass that had broken behind you, and watched, horrified, as blood oozed between your fingers.

"No... y/n." Taehyung rushed over to you, but you held up a hand. He stopped right where he was and watched as you began to sob, putting your head in your hands.

"You pushed me. You pushed me." You said, crying. All he could do was sit there blankly, trying his best not to cry with you.

The second time was much worse than the first. Taehyung had gotten mad at you for saving your ex's number on the back of your phone. It had been over a year, really, since you'd met your ex, and you'd honestly forgotten it was even there. But the consequences were extreme. He left the house immediately, a storm thundering down the apartment stairs. Hastily, you'd gone after him to apologize and explain what had really happened, but all he could see was anger. Without even thinking, he shoved you down the stairs. You had to get nine stitches in order to close up the wound on your forehead.

The worst part? It was always when Taehyung came up to you, crying, after the fight. He'd apologize over and over again and said that it was his mistake. He'd do such good things that it made it impossible to imagine how such a kind person could be such a monster.

This time was probably the worst accident that could've happened. You were four weeks pregnant, and he knew it. He'd been extra careful around you and had even decided to move out of the apartment so that he wouldn't hurt you. However, one late night, there was a knock on the door. You opened it to see a drunk Taehyung standing there, furious.

"How could you do this?" He sighed angrily. "How could you spend almost a thousand dollars on clothing? And with my bank account too? You have your own money that you earned. I have mine. Why can't you see? WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SUCH A GOLD DIGGER?" He screamed the last part and punched you in the face. You curled up defensively on the floor immediately, muffling whimpers as he kicked you across your back and legs. Fortunately, you were able to protect your stomach, but you were at risk even as he left. You felt so much blood pouring out of you. You quickly dialed the hospital and they came just in time, leading you to be here.

Dr. Heo sighed and sat down across from you. "We were able to save the baby. It was at risk of dying, but your stomach seemed unscathed, so there wasn't a mark that could lead to further issues." He raised his eyebrows. "However, this isn't just the baby we're talking about. It's you. This is your body. You are the mother, and you must provide a safe environment for your child to live in. As of now, even though the baby isn't born yet, it's not in a safe place and it's life cannot be guaranteed. Neither can yours. Your body is the baby's home. And after the baby starts it's life, can you promise it a home filled with love and care? No. You can't. I suggest that your husband move out so that you can live in peace."

You looked at your feet silently as he talked. "Taehyung did move out. And I learned my lesson. I'm not going to open the door randomly for him. We've already talked about this."

Dr. Heo shook his head. "No, I mean permanently. Somewhere away, so that you won't be hurt. Forever."

You shook your head, crying. Of course, you'd thought about this a hundred times. You knew it was selfish of you to want to stay with Taehyung though it couldn't guarantee the baby's safety. But you didn't want to leave him. You loved him.

Dr. Heo sighed again. "Y/n, I've met Taehyung before. He cares about you so much and I can tell that you love him too. However, just because he's a good person doesn't mean he can't do bad things. If he really loves you enough, he will never allow you to stay with him, no matter how much you want to be with each other."

He left, letting you stay there in the hospital bed, crying and considering what might be the best future for you and your family.

Time Skip: Back from the Hospital

You'd called Taehyung a few hours ago, and he was coming to your apartment after work. You'd already made up your mind and knew what to tell him. In a way, you knew that Taehyung knew too. It was time to say goodbye.

A knock at your door startled you, and you hurriedly limped forward to open the door for him.

"y/n..." Taehyung whispered tearfully as he saw your bruised body. He faltered, opening his arms for you, but pushed them away so that you wouldn't be hurt.

You smiled sadly. "We both know what's coming, Taehyung." You said quietly. He knew what you were talking about, but immediately shook his head no.

"I can't, y/n. I promise I'll be the better guy. I won't-"

"Won't what? Hurt me?" You asked in a quivering voice. "How do you know that?"

Taehyung shook his body as he sobbed silently. You held back tears. "Taehyung, imagine this. Imagine this baby, your child, comes up to you one day. Sixteen years later, twenty years later, who knows? Imagine she says, 'Daddy, I didn't mean to laugh at my boyfriend, but I did. He was hurt, and I realized I was wrong, but he got angry and shoved me into glass. But he says he won't do it again. I can still be with him, right?'"

"Stop," Taehyung cried out.

You started to cry out loud. "Imagine your daughter comes home another day and tells you, 'Daddy, I tried to explain to my boyfriend that I wasn't cheating on him, but he accused me and pushed me down the stairs. I got nine stitches, but he promises he'll keep me safe. I can still stay with him, right?'"

Taehyung fell to his knees, tears streaming down both of your faces.

"Imagine this," you whispered quietly after a while. "Imagine your daughter saying, 'Daddy, I begged my husband not to hurt me and my baby, but he did. My baby and I almost died because of him. But he promises to be the better man and won't do it again. I can still stay with him, right?'" You and Taehyung sat there silently, crying, until finally, you spoke up. "Imagine that. Imagine everything I just told you as though it were happening right now. What would be your answer?"

Taehyung shook his head, sniffling, and lifted his face to show red, puffy eyes. "I would beg her." He said quietly. "I would beg her to leave him, even if he loves her and she loves him. Because I know that even though she thinks it's good for her, he's got anger issues. And that can't be fixed."

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Trailer for my wattpad book "Past lives [Kim Taehyung fanfic" on @girlstar142. Do check it out!

[pocminiseries]

Body Of Gold

➵❤︎ Theme Version: Light ➵❤︎ Pairing: Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung & Jeon Jungkook ft. OC ➵❤︎ Warnings: Mature, Threesomes, Foursomes, Poly Relationship, Explicit Language, Adult Content, Oral Sex, MxM ➵❤︎Genre: Romance, Fanfiction, Smut, Interracial ➵❤︎Summary: In which the infamous trio wants to add someone special into their secretive relationship

1. This Could Be Yours.

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"So you just plan on sitting here the entire night, huh?"

Glancing up, Nubia looked towards her best friend, Rashida, as she stood in front of her holding two glasses of champagne. "I thought about it," Nubia softly chuckled, lifting the glass as a thank you.

"Have you said happy birthday to the birthday boy yet?" Rashida questioned, taking a seat on the couch next to Nubia, fixing her gaze on the many guests in attendance.

"Not yet. It's hard to get his attention when everyone else wants it as well," Nubia shrugged, taking a sip of the sweet sparkling wine. The house was filled with his friends and acquaintances, who traveled from all over to surprise him for his special day. The entire night he mingled with as many people as he could, making small talk and catching up with those he hasn't seen in a while. She wasn't sure when was a good time to approach him just yet.

"Right. He still makes you nervous doesn't he?" Rashida observed, already knowing the answer to her question.

"They all do," She replied truthfully, seeing no point in denying what she already knew Rashida was aware of.

A smirk found it's way on Rashida's face at hearing Nubia finally confess. "I don't see why. Anyone with eyes knows they want you," She says as Nubia rolls her eyes.

"For the last time, no they do not," Nubia quickly denies, downing the rest of her champagne and placing the empty glass on the table in front of them.

"I'm speaking facts and you know it. I've seen the way they look at you Nubia. Besides, why do you think Camryn and Keomi don't like you?" Rashida questioned in a duh manner. As soon as Nubia arrived at the party, they were mean muggin the hell out of her. The two women have barely made an effort to get to know her simply because of the attention she received from the men they wanted for themselves.

"They don't like any woman who doesn't abide by their rules," Nubia tells her, not at all fazed by their hatred. This wasn't high school and she wasn't about to play follow the leader with no bitch.

Rashida waved her off. "Please. Both Taehyung and Jimin were ready to rip this dress off of you and Jungkook's eyes have been on you most of the night. You can pretend to be naive if you want, but I know all and see all," She declared, tilting her glass towards Nubia before taking a sip.

"Even if they did want me, who dates three men at once? And what men would be comfortable with sharing one woman? That's crazy," Nubia voiced, wondering how that would even work. She was well aware that were plenty of women and men who would have no problem with the idea but to her, it seemed like a headache.

That lifestyle wasn't for everyone.

"Uhh, you do realize who you're talking to right?" Rashida reminds her, making a face. "Both Hoseok and Namjoon are mine. It's not as challenging as you think. In fact, it's been the easiest relationship that I've been in and you know my struggle when it comes to that."

"Yeah but that's different. You've been close to both of them for years now, you know them." Nubia has only really known the guys for about two years since she returned back to Cali after her military service. She's had a few conversations with them over the phone during that time but that's it. Meeting the guys that Rashida would go on and on about in person was an experience. She had never seen such an insanely attractive group of men in her life.

Still, till this day, they all made her nervous.

Rashida shook her head, knowing that Nubia was just making up excuses. "Well if you'd actually let them in to get to know you, you wouldn't be so damn hesitant. They're good men, trust me."

Nubia sat back against the soft pillows, crossing her legs as she thought about her friend's suggestion. She knew that Rashida would never encourage her to do something if she truly didn't believe it was a good idea. And Nubia really had no reason not to get closer with them. If she wasn't so damn shy it would be easier for her.

"Look, I'll think about it ok? I mean getting to know them, not to date or anything else," Nubia made sure to make that clear, cutting her eyes at Rashida's sly smirk.

"We'll see about that, Queen," Rashida knew that Nubia could only resist them for so long. They've been slowly breaking her down since they met her and she had no idea.

"Ladies..." Spoke a familiar soft voice that Nubia recognized instantly. Turning her gaze to meet someone who instantly made her throat go dry. "I wasn't interrupting anything, was I?" He asks, looking between the two beautiful women before his eyes settled on Nubia completely. She felt her heart race as he stood in front of them, looking her over in what felt like slow motion.

"Not at all. I was just leaving to go find Namjoon, have you seen him or Hoseok even?"Rashida questions, standing up from where she sat beside Nubia who was shooting her a pleading look.

Jimin nodded. "I last saw them in the kitchen. They might still be there or outside," He informed her, nodding his head towards the kitchen area.

"Thank you. I'll see you in a little while, alright?" Rashida directed towards a nervous looking Nubia. She had to fight back a laugh by biting her lips. Not waiting around for an answer, Rashida waved bye and quickly made her way to find both of her boyfriend's whereabouts, leaving a vulnerable Nubia to deal with Jimin alone.

Swallowing, Nubia looked down at her hands in her lap, not really knowing what to do. "Queen," He acknowledged, calling her by the nickname that Rashida usually uses. The name had a completely different effect on her when it was used by him by far. Nubia could feel her skin breakout with goosebumps at the way it sounded coming from his mouth.

"Yes, Jimin," She answered, finally lifting her head to see him smiling softly at her. This side of him seemed so soft but she knew there was a demon inside of him just clawing to escape.

"I need a favor from you, would you mind doing it for me?" He asked, holding his hands out for her to take, which she did with surprisingly no hesitance. Helping her stand, Jimin was hit with her womanly scent blessing his senses. It was a smell that he wanted to be all over him every time she was in his presence.

"Of course. What is it?" She agreed, a sense of nervousness flowing through her veins at the way those dark eyes stared into her own.

"We're about to bring out Kookie's cake and I can't seem to find him anywhere. I need to attend to other things, so I can't look for him. Can you go search for him for me? I don't really trust anyone to wander around our house like that," He explained the task with a hint of mischievousness in his eyes that Nubia didn't catch.

"Ok. When I find him, I'll let him know," Nubia nodded, feeling Jimin give her hands a slight squeeze. She felt herself freeze when he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.

"Thank you," He whispered before he pulled back and stepped away, dropping her hands.

Shyly smiling, Nubia took off towards the stairs, thinking it would only make sense to check upstairs first. She figured Jungkook was probably in his room changing clothes or opening a few gifts he wasn't supposed to see just yet. Shaking her head at that, she made her way down the long hall, admiring just how beautiful their house was. She had been here a few times and the size and design of the mansion still amazed her.

Being that they resided in L.A. she could only imagine what a house this big cost.

Looking at the artwork that decorated the walls of the hallway, Nubia suddenly begins to hear a noise other than her heels against the wooden floors as she walked. Slowing down, she listened carefully, making sure that her mind wasn't playing tricks on her. Turning to her side, she could still hear the music that was being played downstairs but it was faint. The noise she heard sounded much closer.

When she took another step, she heard it again. A noise she could only describe as a throaty moan that sounded so much like...Jungkook? Her ears seemed to stretch, not truly believing that's who voice she heard...but then she heard it again, except louder than the previous time. She begins to wonder if he was doing what she thought he was.

A shiver seemed to go down Nubia spine at the noise he was making. The moans of a man were always one of the sexiest noises she's ever heard. There was just something so alluring and sensual when a man isn't afraid of being vocal when he's being pleasured. With no question, Nubia knew her pussy was wet from the single note alone.

Slowly making her way towards the noise, Nubia stopped outside of Jungkook's room where the door was slightly opened, giving her a peek inside. Her eyes immediately landed on Jungkook who wasn't alone like she assumed he would be. Instead, Taehyung stood in front of him with his forehead pressed against his. Allowing her eyes to move down their bodies, her mouth dropped open at what she was witnessing.

"What did I tell you Kook? You're so impatient," Taehyung lowly growled in annoyance.

"Hyung...please, I can't wait. I need this now," Jungkook begged, his whimpering voice caused Nubia to bite her lip as she leaned against the wall, watching them intently.

Taehyung softly shook his head, placing a kiss onto Jungkook's lips, who eagerly returned it. Their heavy breaths filling the air around them. The urgency in the way their mouths moved against each other was something fierce. Nubia could only look on in shock. It had never really occurred to her that something could be going on between the two of them. Sometimes they would do questionable things towards one another but she always she just assumed it was just them being their playful selves.

"Move faster," Jungkook demanded once he pulled away, moving his hips to get the friction he wanted.

Taehyung playfully smirks, squeezing Jungkook's dick unexpectedly, earing a sharp cry from the younger male. "I hate being told what to do, you know that...but since it's your birthday, I'll do as you wish," He mumbles against Jungkook's lips, moving his hand at a quicker pace. The size of Jungkook made Nubia lick her lips at the sight of it.

The ache between her thighs becoming more painful the longer she stood there watching.

With Jungkook hands gripping at the back of Taehyung's shirt, the older male leaned in, attaching his mouth to his neck, sucking on Jungkook's skin. Those heated moans escaping his mouth as Taehyung both his mouth and hand to bring Jungkook closer to his release.

"Tae...please..." Jungkook trembled, knowing that his hyung would understand what he was seeking.

Taehyung chuckled lowly, moving away from his assault on Jungkook's neck. "You couldn't just wait until everyone was gone could you?" He teased.

"No. I haven't seen you in two weeks. You know how I get when you or Jimin aren't around me," Jungkook confessed. "I need you both,"

Nubia's eyes widen at that. This was way beyond what he ever thought could happen. They all just felt like close friends, not lovers...but Nubia has never been good at picking up on signals anyway. The signs were probably all there from the beginning.

"Try to keep your balance this time," Taehyung threw out before he sunk to his knees, practically swallowing as much as Jungkook's dick as he could. It was watching the younger male throw his head back in ecstasy, that finally snapped Nubia out of her daze.

What the hell was she doing just standing there being all creepy and shit by watching them?

Taking a step back to leave, Nubia quickly felt an arm wrap around her waist catching her by surprise. Opening her mouth to protest, a hand covered her rising scream, silencing her completely. "Relax, it's just me,"

Recognizing Jimin's voice, Nubia slowly relaxed against him, turning a bit to look back towards him. "Do you like watching them like this, Queen?" He asked, removing his hand so she could speak.

"I-i-"

"Don't lie,"

"Yes," Nubia answered lowly, feeling a little embarrassed. Her pussy was practically weeping at the sight of them together.

Jimin smirked, pulling her back to him where she instantly felt something hard pressed against her backside. "If I touched you, will it be wet?" He hummed against her shoulder, softly placing a kiss on it.

Jungkook's hissed cursed words had her shivering in Jimin's arms as she nodded her head. "I want to hear you say it, baby."

"Yesss," She drawled out without realizing it. This wasn't how things were supposed to go. She had to be dreaming, she was sure of. She was probably somewhere passed out on the couch from consuming too much alcohol and all of this was just a dream.

But she knew better, especially when Jimin's all too real touch skimmed up her exposed thigh and straight in between her legs, cupping her sex. In a swift movement, he had her panties pulled to the side and two fingers rubbing her sensitive bun in a circular motion, a sharp moan escaping her mouth before she could stop it.

Jungkook's head turned towards the door when the sound reached his ears, a smirk pulling at his lips when he saw his lover catering to Nubia, working his hand at the same pace Taehyung was taking his dick. The sight of her dazed face urging him to fuck into Taehyung's mouth as the older male moaned around him.

"Fuck, Tae!" Jungkook called out, shivering when Taehyung hollowed his cheeks, sending a wave of pleasure through Jungkook that started to override his senses. He was close and they both knew it. He was always amazed at the way his hyung took his dick, knowing exactly how to work his mouth. The slurping noises that came from him when he pulls back and how he would relax his throat to take more of him, had Jungkook pulling at his hair with need.

"So, good..." Jungkook whined, fixing his gaze back on Nubia and Jimin. He watched the way her hands gripped at Jimin's forearm that was wrapped around her shoulders while his fingers worked feverishly against her clit, her soft moans only pushing him closer over the edge.

He hadn't realized how hard he had been face fucking Taehyung until he focused back on him but of course, his hyung always knew how to handle it. "Tae...It's right there..." He panted, feeling his toes began to curl in his shoes.

Taking the hint, Taehyung pulled back and began to wildly move his tongue around Jungkook's tip as his fingers caressed his balls. Jungkook's mouth fell open with his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he moaned obscurities. The low hums from Taehyung were all Jungkook needed to bust inside of Taehyung's awaiting mouth, who happily swallowed his seed.

Both men hearing Nubia's soft cry of her own release, turned their attention towards the door to see her almost lose her balance. Taehyung pulled back from Jungkook with a small pop, wiping the side of his mouth clean. Standing up, pecked Jungkook's lips, smirking at Nubia's surprised face.

Nubia looked away from them and tried to gain back her poster on wobbly legs. She couldn't believe that she just did that. "Go and enjoy the rest of the party, Queen," Jimin advised, removing his fingers from inside her and placing them into his mouth to lick them clean. Nubia watched him as she slowly moved away from him.

There was no way she could go back to seeing them the same after this. She debated if she should tell Rashida about this but quickly thought against it. Maybe if she didn't speak on it, she'd forget that it even happened.

Quickly turning away from Jimin licking away her essence from his fingers, she carefully made her way down the hall and the steps, making a B line for the back yard for some fresh air. She needed to clear her mind about what she had done.

Watching as Nubia disappeared, Jimin walked into Jungkook's room where the younger male was pulling back up his jeans and securing them around his waist. "I think we might have scared her," Jimin pouted a bit. He wanted to wait a little longer before all this happened but when the opportunity presented itself, he couldn't resist.

"Don't worry Jiminie, give her a day or two to process everything, she'll come around," Jungkook assures him, patting his shoulder.

"But what if she doesn't?" The only reason why Jimin was so nervous was because it was hard for them to find someone who would accept their relationship. A lot of girls like the idea for sexual reasons but the guys wanted more than that and ever since they had met Nubia, they all agreed that she would be perfect for them.

The only problem was getting her used to the idea of having three men all to herself.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Taehyung decided to voice his opinion on the matter. "I think I have an idea that will make this easier," He smiled at them knowingly.

"We'll show her why we're worth it."

[not-your-noona]

Henlo there fellow ARMYs !

All I’ve ever done in this stupid pandemic was binge Netflix and fight my dog so I’ve decided to at least try and be productive lmao.

Yo, there’s soooooo many random shit through my head that I feel like I’m always having existential crisises.

N E WaY, I made a BTS Gang AU fanfic! I’m still new to this whole fanfic writing stuff so please bear with me ✊😌

If you guys have any tips and critiques, I’d love to hear them!

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THE GHOST  ( BTS Gang AU )

Coffee shop owners by day, ruthless killers by night. They may look like sweethearts but they will fuck you up if you fuck with them. These seven men will stop at nothing to exact revenge on who murdered someone important to them.

But what happens when some mysterious figure keeps interfering with the same goal?

【 https://www.wattpad.com/story/240848111-the-ghost-bts-gang-au 】

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Body Of Gold|3

3. First Experience: Vimin

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“You’re nervous…relax,” Jimin mumbles against her collarbone, feeling Nubia’s body tremble from their soft but calculated touches. With Taehyung standing behind her and Jimin in front of her, she wasn’t sure what to do or how to respond to being trapped in between both of them at once.

Her mind was in rambles trying to process the situation.

Realization didn’t set in until she had stepped foot inside of what she assumed to be Taehyung’s bedroom. She had stood as still as a rock while they stalked around, knowing fully well how nervous they were making her. But Nubia was too beautiful to not be admired from every angle and they made to get their fill of every asset.

“Tell us what you want,” Taehyung speaks up next, his husky tone sending a shiver down her spine. With his fingers interlocked with hers, he gave her hands a squeeze, while placing kisses along her cheek, making quick eye contact with Jimin.

“I-i don’t know…” Nubia stutters, trying her best to keep her shit together. She hated feeling like this around men she knew would never do anything to intentionally hurt her but no matter how much she attempted to pep talk herself, the result was always the same.

It was the sound of Taehyung’s deep chuckle against her ear that had her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. “Yes you do,” He smirks, watching as Jimin flicks his tongue along the top of her left breast that was exposed to him.

“Or do we have to explore every inch of you to find out for ourselves?” Jimin questions teasingly, looking up towards Nubia who visibly swallowed at his words. “Either way, I don’t mind,” There was so much that he had in mind he wanted to do to and with her, and he hoped that with time she would open up to them so they could give her everything they had to offer.

“Jimin…” Nubia finds herself croaking out of his name once her eyes met his. Those dark orbs staring back at her in the most predatory manner that she felt it straight to her core.

This shit was crazy.

“What baby?” Was his soft response as he leaned back to get the full view of her beautiful face. His eyes roamed over her features, soon finding it difficult to pinpoint which parts he liked the most. That, of course, was until they landed on her lips…ones that were so perfectly plump and inviting. He had so many fantasies of what they would feel like against his own.

Sensing her hesitancy when it was clear what she wanted, Taehyung sent Jimin a knowing look, mentally telling the younger male to make the first move.

“I see…” Jimin trails off, looking her up and down. “You want me to kiss you, don’t you?” He observes, leaning forward until their noses barely touched. He immediately took notice in Nubia’s increased breathing which Taehyung softly laughed at as he hid his face in the nape of her neck. “Am I right, Queen?”

Not trusting her voice, Nubia chose to nod her head instead. She watched Jimin smirk right before his tongue licked her lips, catching her off guard. It was unexpected…but she found his teasing action to be a sensual one.

Barely a second later, Nubia felt his lips press against hers once…twice…until he kissed her more deeply with Nubia groaning at how well their mouths worked against each other. She had thoughts of this but none of them compared to the real thing. She wanted to reach out and wrap her arms around him to pull him closer, but Taehyung refused to allow her to move, firmly keeping their fingers interlocked.

Feeling her try to tug away, Taehyung took it upon himself to nip at her neck causing her to gasp, unknowingly allowing Jimin to slip his tongue into her mouth that left Nubia feeling light headed.

The sight itself had Taehyung subconsciously grind into her backside in which Nubia surprisingly moved back against him. “Don’t do that,” He warns, his warm breath brushing past her ear but Nubia’s mind was too high above the clouds to listen.

With the way Jimin was tonguing her down and Taehyung nipping at her neck, it was all becoming too much.

Being tired of being left out, Taehyung released one of Nubia’s hands and used it to firmly grip the back of Jimin’s neck, catching his attention.

Forcing himself to pull away from Nubia’s addictive lips, Jimin eyed Taehyung curiously. Using no words, Taehyung worked his tongue against her neck all while keeping his eyes set on Jimin, hoping he would catch on to his hidden message.

Realizing what he meant, Jimin mimicked Taehyung’s actions to the other side of Nubia’s neck sending the poor woman into a trembling mess.

With her neck being so sensitive, every lick, suck and bite against her skin that they made, had her pussy leaking and throbbing with need. “Baby, I think you may have found her spot,” Jimin lowly comments after feeling Nubia’s body jerk against them. Her soft moans rising an octave as her free hands finds its way to Jimin’s back.

Hearing his lovers words, Taehyung teased at the area below Nubia’s ear causing her to cuss under her breath. “Stop…” She grunts out weakly, feeling embarrassed that they were about to make her reach her peak from something as childish as dry humping.

But neither men listened as they continued their assault, with Jimin squeezing her ass while Taehyung did the same to her breasts. “Please…stop…” Nubia pleads once more, realizing how close she was. “I’m going to cum…please,” She rushes out just as they both took it upon themselves to grind into her at the same time forcing her to reach her climax shamelessly.

“Aw, I think she’s embarrassed Tae,” Jimin comments after a few seconds, moving back to look her over, taking notice in the way she avoided making eye contact with him. “Don’t be. Especially now that we know how responsive you are,” He wanted to see her cum again…preferably on his dick and his tongue. “Kookie is going to love you,”

“Don’t say things like that,” Nubia whispers, dropping her arms back to her sides. “It wasn’t supposed to happen like that,” She felt an inexperienced virgin after that. How could they make her have an orgasm by doing something so damn simple?

“And why’s that? Because if anything, I want to see you react the same way when I have you bouncing on my lap,” Taehyung proclaims, placing his hands on her hips. “Now take this off,” He orders, slowly tugging down the zipper in the back of her jumpsuit.

“Don’t be so demanding Tae,” Jimin chastises, watching the way Nubia’s eyes went wide at Taehyung’s request. “Are you sure you want this?… Be honest,” He asks her in a serious tone. “If you say no, we’ll understand but if you agree, you need to know you won’t be leaving this room until the sun rises,” He explains, making it clear what he and Taehyung planned to do.

They were going to wreck her and if Nubia was being honest, she wanted to experience it all.

Licking her lips, Nubia pulled the straps of her jumpsuit past her shoulders, revealing her braless chest as she tugged the rest of the material down her legs, letting the material pool at her heeled feet. “Jesus Nubia,” Whispers Taehyung as he stands next to Jimin, who was too busy taking mental pictures of her to speak just yet.

Nubia’s body was the definition of sin and designed to be cherished, something both men planned to do until she tapped out.

“Lay back on the bed for us, baby,” Jimin instructs, forcing himself to keep his distance. If he were to touch her right now, looking as tempting as she does, he was positive he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Nubia curiously eyed them both before doing what Jimin asked, crawling onto the bed and laying back against the pillows. “Good, now spread your legs for us,” Taehyung speaks up next, still mesmerized by the sight of her ass being on full display when she crawled up the bed. She was going to be the death of him, he just knew it.

“When you feel the need to, touch yourself…” Jimin says, grinning at her nervous facial expression. “But whatever you do, keep your eyes on us, ok?”

Nubia nodded her head, knowing exactly what was about to happen. “I wanted to do this just to tease her but I’ve missed your mouth on me,” Jimin reveals once he turns his attention back to Taehyung. “I’m starting to believe that Kookie’s needy ways are rubbing off on me,”

Taehyung released a low chuckle, pulling Jimin towards him. “You’re both lucky that I don’t mind as much as I used to,” He states right before his leans in and places a sweet kiss on his lover’s lips. A kiss that instantly turned into something filled with need and desperation, a sight that almost made Nubia feel as though she was intruding.

They kissed in the way that true lovers do, passionate and raw. And Jimin was serious when he said he was becoming needy. With their schedules keeping each of them busy, they haven’t had as much time with each other like they wanted which he absolutely hated. The quick pecks on the lips were nothing compared to this.

“Don’t…” Taehyung warns when Jimin bit his bottom lip and tugged at the soft flesh. “I swear Jimin, I’ll fuck you right here…don’t tempt me,” He adds, pulling Jimin’s shirt over his head. Jimin knew all of his weakness and exactly how to rile him up but now wasn’t the time.

“I’ll stop, simply because of Queen…” Glancing towards the quiet woman, Jimin caught her just as she tossed her panties to the floor. “But for now, touch me,” He tells Taehyung, closing his eyes briefly when he felt Taehyung’s hands rub down his chest. “Lower,”

Taehyung playfully rolled his eyes, doing as Jimin wanted by tugging down his sweats not at all surprised to see he wore nothing underneath. “The girls in your dance class must’ve been losing their minds today,”

Jimin found himself giggling, catching a hint of jealousy in his lover’s voice. “Maybe just a little but they can look…never touch,” He reminds him, kicking his sweats off to the side. “You next,”

Leaving no room for Taehyung to protest, Jimin stripped him naked and took a second to allow his eyes to sweep over him from head to toe, lingering on his impressive length. “If you’re going to stare at my dick like that, then you need to get on your knees,” Taehyung prompts, following Jimin’s tongue move across his bottom lip.

Why was he such a fuckin tease?

“In due time I will but please, Tae, touch me already,” Jimin whines, grabbing one of Taehyung’s hands and moved it towards his leaking member. “Just for a minute, then I promise…I’ll do whatever you ask,”

Although the neediness that both of his boyfriends shared annoyed him sometimes, Taehyung could admit that he was slowly finding it to be sort of a turn on. The way they craved for him always gave him a sense of pride.

“Touch you how…like this?” Taehyung teases, wrapping a firm hand around Jimin’s dick, giving it a slight squeeze causing Jimin to snap his hips for more friction. “Or maybe like this?” He questions, quickening his pace to stroke Jimin in the way he wanted, only to slow down as soon as he started. Taehyung couldn’t help but laugh at the displeased look that Jimin was shooting in his direction.

“Baby…stop toying with me. I need this…” Jimin presses, moving his hips to fuck into Taehyung’s hand. “And so does she,” He nods towards Nubia, who was trying to seem unbothered by the scene in front of her although her glistening folds was proof enough how much they affected her.

Taking in Nubia’s clear aroused state, Taehyung finally gave in and begin to jerk Jimin’s dick as he placed kisses along his jawline. Jimin’s low groans urged him on as he found his own member expand even more at the thought of hearing his cries once he was inside of him. There was just something about Jimin calling out his name when they fucked that drove him crazy.

“I know that look…” Jimin observes once he placed his forehead against Taehyung’s. “I can’t wait to feel you…” He cooes, placing a quick kiss to Taehyung’s lips before he dropped to his knees. “Queen…pay attention,” And that she did.

Nubia’s hands gripped the sheets beside her tightly, watching Jimin work his tongue along Taehyung’s dick, leaving no parts of it untouched. She paid attention to the way Taehyung’s thighs tensed when Jimin begin to suck at the head…how deep his moans become once Jimin started to bob his head up and down…the way his lust filled gazed met Jimin’s as he softly brushed his bangs back…how his jaw would clench when Jimin would pull back painfully slow and only to swallow as much of him as he could.

Everything about them was so primal and salacious.

Nubia’s finger barely touched her clit when Taehyung’s voice filled her ears. “Jimin…she needs us,” He informs Jimin with a quivering voice, finally releasing a deep breath once Jimin released his dick from his mouth.

“No, please…don’t stop because of me…” She states, feeling a bit disappointed that they stopped because she touched herself. “Keep going,”

Licking his lips, Jimin stands up with his dick slapping against his stomach. “Your pleasure will always come before ours Nubia…then maybe once we’re done and you can manage to stay awake, you can watch us while you play with that pretty pussy of yours,” He winks, reaching out to grab her by the ankles, pulling her towards the end of the bed.

Nubia gasped loudly, barely given the chance to realize what was going when they lifted her to her feet with Taehyung taking her spot by sitting down on the bed. “Come here…” He beckons, gripping her wrist as he helped her seat on his lap. She instantly grew stiff feeling the hardness of his dick brush against her sleek folds.

“Relax. We’re not here to hurt you,” Taehyung reassures her, rubbing her back up and down in a soothing manner until he felt her become less tense. “Trust us,” He encourages, pressing his lips to hers and sighed in relief. He moved against her mouth with practiced precision as their tongues intertwined in a way that had Nubia shivering against him.

“I want you to turn around and ride me, can you do that for me?” Taehyung asks once he pulled away, shifting his gaze towards Jimin who became entranced seeing them kiss.

Shyly, Nubia nodded and stood up, allowing Taehyung to move backward and further up the bed. Once he was settled, she moved towards him and got into the desired position. Placing one hand behind his head, Taehyung’s eyes were glued to her booty as she kneeled above him. With shaky hands, Nubia grabbed his length, finally feeling how heavy and long he felt. She pumped him a few times before lining him up at her entrance.

The moment she moved back and allowed him to enter her, Nubia was convinced she saw stars. She didn’t even make an attempt to stop the strangled cry that left her throat once he was fully inside of her with a snugged fit. “Oh, shit…” She drags out as she lifts herself up and sinks back down, testing her boundaries.

With her hands on his thighs as leverage, Nubia was quick to find a rhythm, rolling her hips and grinding down on to create the most delicious feeling inside of her gut. The way he filled her each she bounced on his lap had Nubia releasing the most erotic sounds, with the mixture of Taehyung’s name, creating a sound that made Jimin work his dick to match her set pace.

He stood in front of them, watching Nubia take what was hers…following the bounce of her breasts that he so badly wanted to suck. It was one of the sexiest sights to see her essence coat Taehyung’s dick each time she lifted off him. She looked nothing short of a goddess taking Taehyung’s dick like a champ…even to the point where his own moans were just as powerful as hers.

Grasping her hips, Taehyung plunged into her, moving deeper inside her heat. “Keep doing it just like that…you feel amazing like this,” He praises with a horsed voice, bouncing her on him harder. “Jimin…join us already…” He orders weakly, watching Jimin kneel between his opened legs.

Looking up, Nubia followed Jimin’s movements as one of his hands reached up and tweaked her nipple, causing her to gyrate against Taehyung. “Do you think that maybe…you can take my dick next, Queen? Will you give me the chance to fuck you hard into this mattress?” He taunts, running his tongue up her thigh once she slowed down.

Sitting up, Taehyung gripped her thighs, pulling her legs open wider. “What about having two of us at once, think you can handle that baby?” He joins in, feeling and hearing her pussy become wetter. Taehyung smiled towards Jimin while he continued to move inside of her, slowly feeling himself fall in love at the way her walls squeezed around his dick.

Nubia could only moan in response as she felt Jimin pull her petals apart to reveal her engorged clit. He kissed it before giving her one long lick, not all phased by Taehyung fucking her at the same time. It didn’t stop Jimin’s experienced tongue from tasting her and sucking on her clit to add more pleasure to her tired body.

Her broken cries filled their ears as she allowed them to move her at their own accord. All she could do was take what they were giving her, relishing in pure sexual nirvana.

The had managed to gain complete control over her to the point where they had Nubia cumming on top of cumming.

And even then, they refused to let up.

❤︎

One|Two

[pocminiseries]

Body Of Gold|2

2. Making A Choice.

❤︎

"I'm telling you, it's not as bad as you're making it seem Nubia, just relax," Rashida voices on the other end of Nubia's phone. "Just hear what he has to say and take it from there, ok?"

Sighing into the receiver, Nubia eyed the house in front of her, too nervous to get out of her car. "I already know what he has to say and that's what I'm afraid of," It has been over a week since that day she had witnessed the most unexpected, erotic scene in her life and a week since she has last spoken to either one of them.

She wasn't sure what to say or how to react, so she had chosen to ignore them until her mind gained back its senses.

But no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get what had seen or how she had felt out of her head.

"Listen to me, whatever he has to say, just promise me that you'll at least consider it. Who knows, it may be what you need," More than anyone, Rashida understood Nubia's hesitance because she also was once in her position not too long ago.

She still remembered the day when both Namjoon and Hoseok approached her with the idea of them all being together and her practically avoiding them after. However, after sitting down and discussing the obvious, somehow they had managed to convince her to give it a try and she hadn't looked back since.

It was the best decision she had made for herself in a while.

Biting into her bottom lip, Nubia sat back against her seat and bounced her leg out of nervousness. "Ok, say that you're right, I still don't know how to handle it. Three men, Rashida! Three! How the fuck am I supposed to handle all of them?"

Jimin alone caused her brain to shatter into pieces, and only the Lord knows the type of effect Jungkook had over her whole existence. Then there was Taehyung who she was convinced was some sort of demon in disguise. To have all of them together would for sure leave her a mess and she didn't just mean sexually either.

Rashida shrugged on the other end before she answered, just as Namjoon stepped inside of their living room. "Try and find out. Look, I have to go, Joonie just made it home. Call me later with the details alright? Bye!"

Nubia barely had the chance to say goodbye before Rashida ended their call, leaving Nubia more confused than ever.

Maybe she was overreacting but she couldn't help it. This was all new territory she was stepping in and she just wanted to be prepared. But deep inside, she knew that there was no such thing when it came to something like this.

Hearing a slight tap at her window, Nubia jumped at the sound, her head quickly snapping towards the source of the noise. "Come here..." Taehyung softly demanded, opening her car door for her to step out.

Nubia seemed to blink at him for a few seconds before doing what he asked, with her keys and purse in hand. "Tell me you weren't thinking about leaving," He wonders out loud, closing the driver side door once Nubia stood in front of him. His eyes swept over her appearance, taking in the way she styled her hair to the lightly done makeup on her face, and lastly to the black jumpsuit that hugged her curves just right. He took his time to admire all of her.

"N-not at all. I just had to take a last minute phone call," She partially lied, smiling sheepishly at his raised eyebrow.

Taehyung hummed, choosing to accept her response although he had his doubts. "I see. Well, I hope you're hungry at least because I didn't know what to make, so I have a little bit of everything," He informs her, grabbing a hold of her hand, leading them inside of his home.

Nubia side eyed him, his words causing a rise of suspicion because she knew for a fact his ass could not cook to save his life. "Don't look at me like that. I had a chef come in and cook for us," He smirks, catching her dubious gaze towards him.

"Sorry," She whispered, rolling her lips into her mouth, looking everywhere else but at him. "Will Jimin and Kookie be joining us?" She questions curiously. Although Taehyung was the one who had called and requested her to come over, she wondered if it'd just be the two of them or all four together.

"Just us two...unless you would like for them to join us because I could just ca-"

"No, no, just us will be fine," She quickly interjects, giving his hand a squeeze. "But where are they if you don't mind me asking?" Her curiosity was getting the best of her for someone who was so nervous to be around them.

"Jimin had to finish up a last-minute class with Hoseok and you know how busy Jungkook gets with photography. He won't be back from Brazil until Thursday," Taehyung explained, releasing her hand to pull out her chair at the table.

Taking a seat, she felt him push her in and made his way to the chair across from hers. For a while, her attention went to the many dishes that occupied the table from seafood to one plate being filled with steak and another with chicken. Different sorts of vegetables that looked so appetizing caused her stomach to growl at the sight.

With a fork in one hand and a knife in the other, she wasn't sure of what to pick first. Of course, she was soon pulled away from her food heaven at the soothing sound of Taehyung's laugh. "You didn't hear a word I just said, did you?"

Her eyebrows furrowed as a confused look spread across her face. "What?"

Smiling, Taehyung shook his head and uncorked a bottle of wine, filling his glass and hers. "It was nothing. Go ahead and eat," He insisted, sitting back in his chair with his glass in hand. For a while he watched as she ate, holding back his laughter at her joyous facial expression. But even though he found her actions amusing, Taehyung couldn't help but admire her existence at the same time.

With Jimin being the first to meet Nubia out of the three, Taehyung recalled the excitement in Jimin's voice when he described her. How much he mentioned how beautiful she was and how sweet and kind she seemed to be, sounding every bit of perfect. All of which made Taehyung skeptical because he just couldn't believe this woman was a great as Jimin made her out to be but he was quick to be proven wrong.

All it took was one handshake to have him not only hooked but convinced that maybe, just maybe they had found the right one.

"Taehyung..." Nubia suddenly speaks up, fixing her gaze in his direction. "Why did you ask me here tonight?" She questions, once she realized where she was and who she was with.

"You know why," He casually replies, seeing no point in beating around the bush. "Even though what you saw during Kookie's party was a set up on Jimin's part, it was all used as a test to see how you'd react,"

Taehyung had noticed her presence only a few seconds after she showed up outside of Jungkook's bedroom door, choosing to play the oblivious role for safe measure. Her being there, watching them, had heightened the whole mood entirely. And it would have only been better if she and Jimin decided to join them but that was asking for too much too soon.

"But why? And how exactly did this whole thing happen to begin with?" A relationship like theirs wasn't unheard of but Nubia just couldn't understand how it came to become a reality for them.

Placing his glass on the table, Taehyung leaned forward as he intently stared at her through his long bangs. "Because we needed to know if the woman we chose could handle seeing something that would become apart of her daily life if she agreed to ours of course," If Nubia could accept their sexual preference it would make everything go by so smoothly.

"And as far as how our relationship came to be...it just sort of happened. I love all the guys the same but my feelings for Jungkook and Jimin just ran deeper and vice versa. All we know is that it works and we wouldn't want it any other way," Taehyung explains just as the sound of the front door being opened caught his attention.

Reaching across the table, Taehyung took her hand in his, giving it a soft squeeze. "Look, Nubia, I know that this may seem weird and a bit overwhelming but you've been around us enough to know that each of us is different and that means we all can offer you different things...isn't that right baby?" He questions, glancing over his shoulder to look towards a slightly sweaty Jimin leaning casually against one of the kitchen's entryways.

"Yes...but I think it'd be best if we showed her what you mean," He offers, smirking at Nubia's surprised facial expression. She didn't even hear him come in.

Swallowing, Nubia used her free hand to grab her wine glass and quickly down the substance, earning a stifled laugh from both men. "Don't be nervous, Queen. We'll never pressure you to do anything that you don't want," Jimin adds, stepping further into the kitchen. "You call all the shots,"

If they were going to make this work, her agreement in all this mattered above anything else.

Her eyes shifted back and forth between them both as her body temperature rise with each passing second. Licking her lips, she thought back to what Rashida told her about just simply taking a chance. She had already gotten a taste of what they had to offer but she felt hesitant about taking that next step.

Maybe they could make her happy.

Maybe they could give her things she would never imagine was possible.

And maybe, just maybe she could find happiness with them all.

"The choice is all yours..."

[pocminiseries]

3 A.M.

TASTE.

"LVNDVN-Moon Lit District."

•••••

"What?!" Kiana snapped suddenly. For the last several minutes she could feel Jasmine's eyes practically staring a hole into the side of her head.

"Who did this?" She asked, invading Kiana's personal space by leaning in to get a closer look at her neck. Jasmine poked at the reddened area while spotting the other hickeys that marked up her skin.

"Stop it." 

Kiana slapped her hands away and tried to focus back on continuing to highlight her notes for a test coming up. The girls sat inside the cafeteria waiting for their friends to show up, which Kiana didn't know it was a good thing or not, especially now. The last thing she wanted was to be questioned by everyone else.

She knew she should've used makeup to cover up her neck this morning.

Jasmine sat back, eyeing her suspiciously. "What's his name?" She questioned further, wanting Kiana to come clean already. "You haven't told me about meeting anyone new nor have I seen you with anyone, so spill the tea bitch."

Kiana rolled her eyes, finally closing her folder. "Why does it matter?"

"Because I haven't seen you in what? Three, four days? And when I do, you allowed someone to mark you up like you're their territory." She answered, pointing at her neck once more. "Plus you have never let someone do that before."

Kiana tried to move her hoodie over her neck a little more, the familiar feeling of shame washing over her face. She still couldn't believe she allowed them to do this to her. First Taehyung in the hot tub, then Ji-soo in the library and finally a few nights ago in the parking lot a restaurant. This was not like her at all.

"It was nobody," Kiana told her, crossing her arms over chest, wishing Jasmine would just drop the topic altogether. "It was just a one-time thing anyway." She partially lied.

Jasmine made a face, not believing her in the slightest. "I highly doubt that."

Kiana simply waved her off. "You don't even have the right to question me when I'm still mad at you for ditching me at the party."

"Look, I'm sorry alright? I just lost the track of time." Kiana eyed her suspiciously before snorting at her response. "What? I did."

"You lost the track of time because you were too busy letting Rich di-"

"Hey, guys!" Jasmine said although a little too loudly but purposely, to interrupt what Kiana was going to say.

"We've only been back in school for three weeks and two of my professors want papers due by next Thursday. Some of these teachers act like we don't have more than one class or a life to live!" Naomi fussed dramatically, taking a seat from across Kiana, with Rich and Namjoon following right behind her.

"Relax babe, I already told you that I'd help," Namjoon reassured her, pulling her onto his lap. "We'll even start on it tonight."

"Aw, thank you, baby." Naomi cooed, placing a soft kiss on his lips before they started up an intense make-out session in the middle of the cafeteria.

"I swear they do this all the time," Jasmine grunted, making a face along with everyone else.

Laughing to herself, Kiana put away her books, knowing that she wouldn't be getting any type of studying done while her friends were here. "Where's everyone else?" She asked out loud to no one in particular.

"I think Jimin and Jungkook are busy at the dance studio. Hope had to go to work right after class and you know Suga is back at the dorms working on music. Of course, Jin is somewhere following behind Brielle lame ass around campus." Rich answered, putting his attention right back on Jasmine.

Kiana watched both couples talk amongst themselves, easily making her feel like the third wheel though she knew it wasn't intentionally. Just as she leaned over to look inside of her backpack to grabbed her headphones, a loud gasp suddenly silenced the convo amongst the table. Pausing her movements, Kiana wished she had chosen to wear her hair down and not up today.

"Who did it?" Naomi questioned, pointing an accusing finger towards Kiana, making everyone focus their attention on her.

Cussing under her breath, Kiana slowly sat up facing everyone. "Nobody." She mumbled, already thinking of an excuse to use so she could leave. There was no way she was about to tell all of them what really happened. Besides, was it really any of their business to know anyway?

"Lies, I know what hickeys look like Kiana," Naomi stated. "So who is he...or she, you know we don't discriminate."

Kiana groaned, covering her face with her hands. "Please stop asking questions, Naomi. Whoever did it won't be doing it again." Or at least that's what she keeps telling herself.

At hearing that, Jasmine snorted. "So you say."

Peeking through her fingers, she saw Rich and Namjoon smirking, clearly finding their "innocent" friend discomfort funny. "Leave her alone Naomi. Kiana is a grown ass woman. She can fuck whoever she wants." Rich spoke up, failing at coming to her defense.

"I didn't even do that!" Kiana could feel her whole face get warm at that moment. 

Jasmine’s obnoxious giggles filled her ears as she glared at her best friend. "What? I mean he's right you know. You shouldn't be ashamed of being pleasured Kiki."

Opening her mouth to protest, Kiana was suddenly cut off by a voice that made her freeze in place. "My words exactly." All eyes snapped towards the man who stood behind Kiana, eyeing her closely. 

Kiana looked at her friends, immediately taking notice of the hardened look that engulfed Namjoon's usual dimpled smiling face. 

"Kiana." The way her name sounded coming from him just stirred something within her soul. 

"Taehyung." She answered back, finally turning in her seat to look up at the tall man, almost choking on her own spit when she took in his full appearance. His once black hair was now dyed silver, hung low, almost covering his eyes catching her completely off guard. 

"Are you busy?" He asked, not paying her friends any attention.

"Yes, she is," Namjoon answered for her quickly. "So you can leave." His threatening tone didn't go unnoticed. Kiana looked back at him questioningly, trying to figure out what was going on.

Taehyung smirked glancing at the clearly pissed off Namjoon. "Does he speak for you, Kiana?"

Everyone looked between the two confused as to what is going on. While Namjoon was ready to come up out of his seat, Taehyung was looking so unbothered by the whole situation.

Kiana started to feel like she was being put on the spot as Namjoon and Tae looked at her, waiting for her answer.

"What do you need Taehyung?" She could feel the eyes of onlookers, not liking the shift in the air.

"You." He answered smoothly and rather bluntly. "Please."

Biting her lower lip, she sighed and grabbed her things. "You can't be serious about leaving with him Kiana?"

Tossing her backpack over her shoulder, she gave Namjoon a small smile. "I'll be fine Joon, I promise." She told him, placing her hand in Taehyung's waiting one.

Sparing her friends one last glance, she allowed Taehyung to lead the way out of the cafeteria. She trusted her gut, and for whatever reason, she trusted him also. Deep down, she couldn't deny the feeling of knowing him.

But from where was the question.

_____

Opening his front door, Taehyung moved to the side, allowing Kiana to step into his home first. Her eyes looked over the clearly pricey bachelor pad with the perfect views. It looked super clean and almost unlived in if it wasn't for the messed up blanket on the white U-shaped couch.

"Why'd you bring me here?" She asked, watching the sleet fall from the light gray skies.

"Why'd you let me?" He retorted back, causing her to smirk a little at his words. Placing his keys on the counter, he moved towards his fridge taking a quick look inside. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

"Do you have any juice by any chance?" Kiana was never the type to turn down free food or beverages. Plus her throat had her feeling a little parched.

"Is orange juice fine?"

"Yes."

She could hear him rummaging through his kitchen but not his almost silent footsteps when he stood behind her. Tapping her shoulder, she almost jumped out of her skin. "Nervous?" He observed, handing her the glass that held her juice. His dark eyes scanned her make-up free face, wishing he could run his fingers across her cheek.

To wrap his hands around her neck.

He wanted to touch and taste every inch of her...and in due time, he'll do just that.

"Not really." She whispered, taking a sip from the glass, refusing to look at him. Taehyung had a way of making her feel...strange. She was far from scared of him but there was something off about him. The way he looked at her made her both nervous and needy at the same time.

His face barely showed any type of emotion and for some reason, she liked that shit. 

"Have you thought about it?" He questioned her, reaching his hand out to tug on the loose piece of hair that hung in front of her face.

"About what?" She didn't recall him asking her anything to consider.

Taehyung licked his lips, looking away from her for a second. "Us."

Kiana gulped down her juice, handing him the now empty glass. "Oh, that." She actually lied. The last few days all three men have been on her mind as she tried to wrap her mind around why all of this was happening. And if she was being honest, she had no clue as to why any of them would want her like that.

Placing the glass on the table next to them, Taehyung took her hand in his and led her to the couch. "I just want to know one thing...." Her eyebrow raised him curiously. "Did you like it?"

She loved it. "I...can I use your restroom?" 

Smirking at her, he pulled her closer, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "Down the hall, second door on your left."

Taehyung watched her body visibly shiver as she moved away from him and walked down the hall, following his directions. Not even a second after she closed the door, a shirtless Joo-hyuk stepped out of his room, deciding to make his presence known.

"I would say that I'm surprised she allowed you to bring her here but she seems to trust you." He commented, placing his hands inside of his sweatpants pocket. "I still don't think she's ready for all of us though."

Taehyung nodded his head in agreement. "I know but we have to speed this up. The faster she trust us, the better we can protect her." Their plan was to take things slow, to gain their trust but Taehyung didn't take it lightly knowing someone would hurt Kiana just to get to him.

It was almost as if the enemy was asking to die.

"Then you plan on telling her who you are sometime soon?"

"No. I'll let her figure that out in her own. She isn't ready to hear what happened back then." If he were to reveal his true identity, she would only distance herself and that's the last thing he needed.

"If not that, we should tell her what we do. She deserves to know that much."

"Know what?" Kiana asked once she entered the living room, catching Joo-hyuk's last sentence.

Both men faced her as she struggled to keep her eyes off her Joo-hyuk's well-defined abs and on their faces. She watched them share a look before they focused on her once more, making her suspicious as to what they were talking about while she hid in the bathroom. The cool water she splashed on her face did little to calm her down.

"Come here," Taehyung beckoned her, noticing how she purposely kept herself at a distance from them.

Kiana hesitated for a second, almost fixing her mouth to say no but moved forward at his demand. Still, she only took baby steps only to stop at an arm's length from them. The fact she could already feel how wet she was, spoke volumes to her and they haven't even touched her....yet.

Joo-hyuk’s long arm reached out as his hand gripped her shoulder while he walked and stood behind her. She felt his hard chest against her back, leaving no space between the two. This was the waffle house parking lot all over again she thought to herself.

"Take this off." Joo-hyuk tugged at the end of her hoodie, indicating what he meant. "Please." He added softly, sliding his hand underneath to touch her stomach.

Slowly, Kiana removed the oversized Nike hoodie and tossed it on the couch, leaving her in just her simple white tank top, black leggings and sock covered feet. She had removed her boots near the front door when they first arrived.

Taking it upon himself, Joo-hyuk wrapped his arms around her waist as he placed kisses down the side of her face and onto her neck. Kiana bit into her bottom lip, feeling him slid his hand inside of her leggings and run his finger over her soaked folds. As soon as a low moan fell from her lips, Taehyung pulled her away from him possibly which only made Joo-hyuk smile mischievously.

He eyed his friend, watching him lick his finger clean and smirk at her taste. "What do you think of people who kill, Kiana?" Joo-hyuk questioned her, watching Taehyung skim his fingers up her arm.

"Depends." She answered truthfully. "If they do it because of self-defense then it's understandable but if not, and they do it just because, then I question their mindset."

Taehyung smiled at this. "So you'd think that they were crazy?"

"Bit of a psychopath personally." She's watched enough of the ID channel and documentaries to pick up a few things. Still, she was far from an expert. She wouldn't know a psychopath if one was standing in front of her.

Joo-hyuk shot Taehyung a look...if only she knew.

"Our families are....different Kiana. We do things for them, things that aren't exactly "ideal"." Joo-hyuk revealed, moving closer to them, trapping her between the two of them. "There's blood on our hands,"

"But we enjoy it because it's who we are." Taehyung finished, summing up what they meant, enjoying the way Kiana tensed up from their confession.

Her mind was screaming at to get her shit and leave. She knew there was something strange about them and to now know what it was, she should be afraid. Any other person with common sense wouldn't have even left her friends to allow someone they barely take them somewhere. Or touch them in the way that she let them.

Yet here she was, seemingly unfazed by their words.

"Ji-soo too?" While she didn't really know Joo-hyuk or Taehyung, she did know Ji-soo. She couldn't even imagine him doing what they claimed to have done.

"He's darker than you think beautiful." 

Kiana blinked her eyes, processing everything that they said. "So will you let us in after hearing all of this?" Joo-hyuk asked, moving his hands underneath her tank top to grip at her sides.

"How do I know that you won't hurt me?" She mumbled, resting her head against Taehyung's chest as he kissed on her neck.

"We will...but in a good way of course," Joo-hyuk answered truthfully, already knowing that they all liked certain things. Taehyung had a kink when it came to choking, Joo-hyuk loved biting but he enjoyed ass slapping more and judging by the size of Kiana's backside, he'd be doing plenty of it. Ji-soo however, had submissive tendencies, he preferred being told what to do and dominated over.

"But never intentionally, that I promise you. We're only here to please and protect you at any cost necessary." He added. "But before you answer, let us show you what we mean." Taehyung's unusually deep ass voice made her body hum as a response.

She wasn't mentally prepared for this!

Without any type of warning, Joo-hyuk lifted up her shirt to reveal her braless chest much to his surprise. He lifted his eyebrow at her before attaching mouth to her left breast, sucking on the already hardened nipple. Kiana gasped, her hands going straight for his hair, holding him close to her chest. She moaned out as he played with the other making her grind up against Taehyung, who she almost forgot about from being distracted by Joo-hyuk skillful tongue.

But unknowing to her, Taehyung had slipped his hand inside of her panties and slowly ran a lone finger down her slit before he toyed with her clit. Kiana hissed out a cuss word as Taehyung rubbed her sensitive nub in a slow circular motion. Wave after wave of pleasure took over her making it hard for her to even stand. 

Joo-hyuk moaned from her grabbing a fist full of his hair because of the sudden pressure Taehyung applied to her clit. His fingers moved faster, making her grip ahold of his arm as her body shook. And once he decided to slide two fingers into her, she knew it was only a matter of time. 

The sound of her wetness could be heard over her soft moans and heavy breathing. "You're going to cum for us jagiya?" Taehyung's husky voice taunted in her ear in his native tongue. Kiana whined as her thighs began to tremble from the tone of his voice, though she didn't know what the hell he said, she took a good guess. 

Humming at the way her body reacted, Taehyung speed up his movements just as Joo-hyuk bite her nipple causing Kiana's orgasm to rip through her so fiercely. Her loud moans filled their ears while they enjoyed the way her body jerk until she came down from the high that they had given her.

"Shit." She croaked out, feeling Taehyung remove his fingers. Joo-hyuk eyed him as he licked his fingers clean, silently asking him if they could take it a step further. With one simple nod, Joo-hyuk picked up Kiana and power walked to his bedroom where she'd be more comfortable with what was about to happen.

Placing her on the bed, Kiana looked at both men confused. "Relax," Taehyung told her, leaning on top of her to place a kiss on her lips. Moving away, he held eye contact with her as he pulled down her leggings, along with her panties, tossing them behind him.

Kiana closed her legs, knowing her pussy was flowing like the Amazon river. "No, let us see how wet you are love." Joo-hyuk grinned, getting onto his knees. He quickly grabbed her hips and pulled her towards the edge of the bed. Pushing her thighs apart, he was faced with her very wet "Gina", loving the scent that came from her.

Kiana covered her face with her hands, embarrassed at how close he was. "Trust me, sweetheart, you're gonna want to hold on to the sheets for this." He warned her before giving her second set of lips a long lick. Kiana's hands went straight for the sheets, grabbing them tightly. 

He teased her, licking up what was left of her orgasm from her thighs and outer labia. Kiana moaned, rolling her hips, wishing he'd give her what she wanted.

Finally focusing on her slit, he took long and slow licks barely grazing her clit. Pushing her thighs further apart, his mouth opened wide, latching onto her pussy as he pushed his tongue past her folds. He began to feist on her, flicking his tongue in ways that had Kiana's back lifting off the bed. 

Joo-hyuk groaned from her unique taste, lapping up as much of her flowing juices as he could. All while Taehyung sat in a chair watching one his closest friends take his girl to new heights.

Kiana ran her fingers through Joo-hyuk's hair, pushing him closer to her core. Her moans sounded so fuckin perfect to them. Knowing that he had to make this quick because of possessive Taehyung could be, he moved to her clit, sucking the soft tissue before flickering his silk like tongue quickly making her body shudder.

" Oh...myyyy..." Kiana sobbed, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. All it took was one long lick to have her withering against his sinful mouth and Joo-hyuk happily licked every drop of her cum, drawing out her orgasm even longer.

Kiana laid on the bed breathing loudly, her vision blurry and mind in a fog. She wiped the sweat from her forehead as Joo-hyuk moved away and softly kissed her. "You're not done yet." He whispered, smirking at her widening eyes.

Joo-hyuk moved away from her, and towards his bathroom, giving them some privacy and him a much needed cold shower.

Propping herself on her forearms, she watched through hooded eyes as Taehyung took Joo-hyuk's place in between her thighs. "Please Tae." She begged. Her body was still trembling after what Joo had done to her and she knew Taehyung was going to have her climbing up the walls. "Don't do it."

She didn't even know if she could handle it.

The evil smirk he gave her made her shut up quick. "You really don't want me to taste you, Kiana?" He teased, eyeing her thick thighs. She shook her head no but of course he ignored it, instead, he blew at her heated core causing her to bite her lip. Seeing that she was trying to move away, Taehyung wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her closer, locking her in place.

Wasting no time, Taehyung began ravaging on her pussy ruthlessly, using the tip of his tongue to play with her clit. Kiana squealed, moving her hips, trying to match his movements. His eyes never left her face, taking in the sex faces that she was making.

"Fuck Tae!" She growled out from the feeling of him sucking on her lips and him flattening his tongue against her clit repeatedly. He licked every inch of her, even dipping his tongue inside of her which caused her toes to curl at the new feeling he was blessing her with.

The sounds of him tasting her and him watching her seemed to make her wetter, which Taehyung hungrily sucked up. She was so damn addictive to him.

Rotating the very sensitive nub with his mouth, sucking on it harshly making Kiana cry out in pure ecstasy. Moving one of his arms from around her waist, he decided to put his long fingers to use and push two inside of her, watching her body jump from suddenly being penetrated.

His fingers worked at a slow pace, removing his mouth to watch his digits disappear and reappear again. The sweet courses of "oohs" fell from her lips when he found her g spot and moved his fingers in a "come here" motion making Kiana have an out-of-body experience. The familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach began to flutter.

She laid back on the bed with her eyes closed, opening her legs wider, slowly falling in love with his movements. It was too much. "I-i can't...." She whined, her head tossing and turning from how he was making her feel right now.

Taehyung understood exactly what she was saying. Complying with her needs, he attached his mouth to her clit, giving it all of his attention, licking and nibbling as his fingers speed up. He watched her back lift away from the mattress, his name fell from her lips in a chant as her orgasm hit hard, pushing his fingers out her.

Still, he didn't let up until she was pushing him away. "God, Tae! Stop!" She gasped, scooting up the bed and away from him.

Standing up, Taehyung licked his lips. "You're a runner....I'll have to change that." He could tell how unready she was for the real thing. If she could barely handle his tongue, then he could only imagine what'll happen once he dicks her down.

Kiana simply shook her head, laying back against the pillows. She was half expecting the usual wave of embarrassment to wash over her but it never came. A part of her knew how this would look to the outside world but she didn't care at the moment. No one had to know what they did behind closed doors.

"So will you let us be what you need?" Joo-hyuk asked once he stepped out of the steaming bathroom in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Just so we’re clear, Ji-soo and Joo can only do special things if I allow it because ultimately, you are mine," Taehyung warned her. His friends were well aware that their first priority when it came to Kiana was to keep her safe.

Something in her brain sparked as he spoke those familiar words. She felt as though she heard it from somewhere else but couldn't figure out where. Regardless, she eyed both men, already making up her mind the moment she got into Taehyung's car.

"Yes."

[pocminiseries]

3 A.M.

US.

"Alina Baraz-Coming To My Senses"

♦️

•••••

When the "accident" happened, Kiana was only twelve years old.

It was a day that plagued her dreams and the reason why she woke up every night at 3 A.M.

The specific time she remembered waking up when smoke began to fill her nose. She recalled calling out for her parents and hurriedly getting out of bed to go find them when they did not answer. The feeling of her lungs burning as she coughed harshly, avoiding the flames that slowly spread throughout the house. The panic that overcame her when she saw no way out.

But most of all the fear that engulfed her when she found her parents dead in the living room.

The very images Kiana could never erase from her mind no matter how hard she tried.

After finding her parents, things became dark. She woke up in a hospital bed with no idea of how she even had gotten there. The only info she received was from a police officer who informed of that she was found outside in her front yard unconscious and that her parents were dead.

And that's as far as the case went before they ruled what happened as an accidental fire.

What made things worse was that Kiana didn't remember much of what happened before then either. Her childhood memories were scattered all over the place, and of course, her doctors said it was probably due to the fact she inhaled a lot of smoke. But Kiana always felt like there was just something off about that and the whole situation with her parents.

She was positive that even through all the smoke and flames that she saw blood where her parents laid out in the living room, that wasn't from the cause of the fire.

The whole ordeal has followed her ever since then. It wasn't until a few years ago when she began seeing the face of a boy she didn't recognize. He would always seem to pop up right before she awoke saying something she has yet to fully understand. His lips would move but no sound could be heard.

She assumed that he had to be some guardian angel or maybe someone from her childhood. Whoever he was, he was always by her side as she laid on the freshly cut grass of her front yard as her house burned down.

Maybe he was the one who pulled her away to safety.

It was a mystery, just like her parent's deaths that she felt as though would never be solved.

_________

"We need to talk."

Kiana's eyebrows furrowed taking in the trio that sat next to her unexpectedly. Her eyes connected with Ji-soo's for a second before finding Taehyung's once more. "About what?"

The last time they had a conversation, his fingers were working their magic in between her thighs in a matter of a few minutes. She still couldn't believe how she managed to let something like that happen, it wasn't like her at all. Just the thought alone made her body respond and her cheeks grew hot.

"Us."

She looked at him confused. "What?" 

"What he meant to say was, why are you out so late?" Ji-soo quickly interrupted whatever Tae was going to say and completely ignored the look he gave him.

Kiana watched them before clearing her throat. "I couldn't sleep." She said slowly, glancing at Taehyung before focusing on her plate. Thankfully her appetite was still intact because she would've hated wasting good food. "You three look as though you're about to commit a crime." She commented, cutting into her waffle after looking over their choice of clothing.

Just then Joo-hyuk coughed violently as Ji-soo patted his back roughly. "Ok, ok, I'm fine. No need to beat on me like I'm a stepchild you hate." Joo-hyuk scowled, swatting Ji-soo's hands away from him. 

"Why are you so dramatic?"

"Why are you so childish?"

"Why are you so abusive?"

"Why are you so weak?"

Kiana listened to them argue back and forth in a language she didn't understand. Her gaze shifted towards Tae who sat there rubbing his temples with his eyes closed. "Are they always like this?"

"Sadly."

She laughed a bit, taking another bite of her food, letting out a slight moan from how delicious everything tasted. Taehyung had grown stiff in more ways than one from hearing that familiar sound that he had at one point caused her to make. 

"You want some?" She offered him, holding a piece of her waffle at the end of her fork.

He slowly opened his mouth and allowed her to feed him the sweet dough that was surprisingly good. Kiana smiled as he ate, taking notice that even his chewing face was beautiful. She almost wanted to reach out and brush away his long bangs from his eyes. 

How was it fair that he was so....perfect?

She was actually trying to point out a flaw but failed to find any.

"Want more?"

He lightly shook his head. "No, you finish eating. I don't really have much of an appetite."

"Which is why we're making you eat something," Joo-hyuk commented, waving his hands for Marie to take their order.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, turning him out and focusing his attention back on Kiana who had a bit of syrup smeared on the side of the mouth. Not bothering to tell her, he took his thumb and wiped it off, licking it clean. She brushed his actions off as nothing and continued to eat, almost cleaning the complete plate.

At this point, she wasn't really bothered by him or his ways. There was something about him that she could quite pinpoint just yet. Had any other man did that she probably would've gotten up and moved as far away as she could. But once again she allowed Taehyung to touch her once more with no real protest.

"How have you been sleeping?" He asked suddenly.

Kiana glanced at him from the corner of her eye as she took a sip of her soda. "Still the same." By now she was used to it. She figured if she ever wanted to get an actual full night to rest she'd have to be dead to achieve it.

Or Taehyung's skillful fingers.

He watched the slight red tint form on her cheeks curiously. "If you need me to help you relax again, all you have to do is ask." At this, she shied away looking in the other direction completely.

"That was a mistake." She whispered, feeling ashamed but turned on all over again at what she let him do to her.

"There's nothing wrong with being pleasured, Kiana." He told her. "Nor is it allowing me to do it again. Especially if it helps you in the end." If she thought he thinks anything less of her because of what happened, then she couldn't have been more wrong. He never labeled her as being easy. 

He was just well aware of what she needed.

Feeling his finger brush up her neck, a shiver ran up her spine from his touch. "Stop it." She said weakly but didn't bother to move away from.

"Is that what you really want?" She hated the way his voice affected her. It was the type of sound she could fall asleep listening to.

But what she would give to hear him moa-...she really needed to stop while she was ahead.

Instead of answering him, she placed a twenty dollar bill on the counter. "Have a goodnight Marie." She waved bye to the woman and quickly hopped from her sweat and practically power walked towards the door.

Taehyung smiled to himself and looked towards his friends. They immediately nodded their heads, already knowing what he was asking without having to verbally speak. Ji-soo occupied Marie, while Taehyung and Joo-hyuk followed closely behind Kiana into the parking lot as she was unlocking her car door.

Hearing footsteps from behind her, she looked over her shoulder seeing the two men casually making their way towards her direction. "What?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Taehyung looked down at her, noticing just how tiny she actually was compared to him and Joo-hyuk. "You run from me as if you're scared of me."

"I'm not." She answered truthfully. Even now being in a darkened parking lot alone with two men, she didn't fear for her life. "But what I don't understand is what you want from me."

What he wanted was everything. 

"We." He corrected her.

"What are you talking about?" She asked confused once more by his choice of words.

Taehyung simply nodded his head, telling Joo-hyuk to make his move. Kiana watched the man slowly walk behind her, his hard chest hitting her back, just as Taehyung did the same and stood in front of her. "You mean what do we want from you, Kiana."

Before she could question him, a gasp escaped past her lips feeling Joo-hyuk's mouth attached to her neck as his arm wrapped around her waist, holding her in place. Taehyung took this as his cue and kissed up her jawline, placing small teasing pecks on her cheeks. Joo-hyuk sucked on her skin, marking her moan out loud which was immediately silenced by Taehyung's lips connecting with her own.

He didn't think that he could ever get tired of how soft the plump flesh felt.

Her small hands gripped at his shirt, surprising even herself by kissing him back. Her body was set a blazed, allowing the two men to take control. Her knees buckled feeling Joo-hyuk's tongue slid over her spot, sending a wave of pleasure straight between her thighs. His fingers teased with the waistband of her sweatpants, slightly pushing his fingers inside of the material.

Smiling, Taehyung teasingly licked her bottom lip, pulling it softly with his teeth. "Could you handle what we want from you? Whatever you need we can give it to you if you let us."

Both men shared a look before abruptly pulling away from her. Kiana stood there in a daze at what just happened. Her hormones were all over the place. She had to stop herself from whining at the absence of them.

"We'll be seeing you again," Taehyung told her, giving her a smirk that made her come to her senses.

"Goodnight Kiana." Joo-hyuk bowed slightly, winking as both men left her standing there. She blinked, watching their retreating forms go back into the restaurant as if nothing happened, leaving her horny and very much needy.

Sighing loudly, she almost wanted to slap herself. "What the hell is wrong with me?" She whispered.

What type of spell had these men placed on her?

[pocminiseries]

3 A.M.

RELAX.

____

"The Red House-Late Night Love."

•••••

"So, are you going to finally tell Rich how you feel?" Kiana asked once Jasmine pulled into the massive driveway where multiple cars were already parked. Just from the flashiness alone, anyone could tell which cars belong to who. The Moore family were infamously known for their wealth, living in the biggest mansion on the whole street.

"Honestly, I thought about it but you know he only seems to have eyes for Tonya. I mean you've seen the way he looks at her." Jasmine mumbled lowly, cutting the engine to her jeep. By now the snow has stopped falling, leaving the roads sleek. 

Kiana glanced at her, giving her a sad smile. She knew how much Jazz liked Rich, the crush for him going all the way back to their freshman year of college. In the beginning, Kiana was hesitant towards him, judging him because of his wealth. Like most, she assumed he was another spoiled rich brat that felt entitled to everything but he, of course, he proved her wrong.

While he was a bit too cocky for Kiana's liking, he always treated everyone around them in a respectable manner. It was his mannerisms that really made her accept him in the end.

"But do you see the way he looks at you though Jazz?" Kiana didn't know whether she was oblivious or simply ignored Rich's googly eyes, and long stares whenever he was around her. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that he had some type of feelings for her.

Jasmine chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief. "I doubt he sees me in that way. If he does, why not just make his move already?" She protested, pulling down the visor to check her make up one last time. 

"Probably because he isn't a mind reader." Kiana sassed back, knowing Jazz only said that as an excuse. 

Waving her off, Jasmine gathered her things, silently telling Kiana that the conversation was over with. Zipping up her jacket she pocketed her keys and exited the jeep only to pause to look at Kiana who still had her seatbelt on. "Are you coming or not?" She asked with an irritated laced tone.

Smiling at her friend playfully, Kiana unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out as the freezing temperature smacked her in the face. She followed behind Jazz who led the way up the few steps, stopping in front of two huge double glass doors. No matter the number of times Kiana has been here, she still can't get over how magnificent this house was.

It only took a few seconds for someone to answer, that person being Rich of course. "You two always manage to be the last ones to show up to our little gatherings." He joked, pulling them both in for a quick hug. Stepping aside, he let them in and locked the door behind them. 

"Y'all at least saved some food though right?" Kiana asked, rubbing her empty stomach. She wasn't joking at that being the only reason she came here.

Rich laughed, throwing his arm over Jasmine's shoulder who went stiff for a second from his surprised gesture. "You know I got you, even ordered those finger sandwiches you like so much." His smile was bright and contagious as she grinned at him and turned straight towards the kitchen area only to be snatched back by Jasmine.

Kiana gave her a "what" look. "We have to say hi to our friends first." She insisted, trying her best to seem relaxed in the arms of the man she wanted to call her own. Kiana rolled her eyes but agreed as the three made their way towards the living room area where everyone was waiting, talking amongst themselves. The smell of marijuana hit her nose immediately, making her scrunch up her face at the smell.

Her eyes began to scan the many faces, recognizing a few from campus only to abruptly stop when she landed on him. The hairs on the back of her neck seemed to stand as she became stuck in place, eyeing the same guy from the coffee shop earlier. He stood in a small group of people drinking from a red plastic cup while occasionally nodding his head to whatever was being said. She appreciated how handsome he looked in his black button up cargo jacket with a grey knit sweater underneath and a pair of dark wash skinny jeans finished off with boots on his feet.

".....ana?!" Jumping slightly at the voice in her right ear, she tore her gaze from the mystery man and saw Jazz giving her a curious look with a small pout on her plump lips.

"Yeah?" Being so caught up in her blunt fixation of a stranger, she completely forgot about the couple standing next to her.

Jazz shook her head wondering where mind went to in the last 30 seconds of calling her name. "I said Rich wants to discuss something with me privately, will you be good on your own for a while?" She asked with a hint of attitude in her voice making Kiana roll her eyes internally.

Will she be fine on her own, the fuck she thought she was, five? "Yeah, I was thinking of relaxing in the hot tub for a while before all the fun begins anyways." She answered putting emphasize on the word fun, hoping they would catch her drift. The last thing she wanted to be was in the heated water with a bunch of drunken and hormonal adults being too touchy for her liking.

"Cool, just go through those double doors and straight down the pathway you'll find the hot tub," Rich instructed, pointing towards the right direction. Without another word, Kiana nodded her head and walked off towards that direction, needing to get some fresh air and away from Jazz's mood swings.

Her body shivered as she walked the small pathway, spotting the large gazebo-like structure where the clearly customized hot tube sat underneath it. She could only imagine how much Rich's parents spent on the beautifully and conveniently designed space. Stepping inside, she looked over the huge space taking in the dark blue cushioned couch in the corner and the average sized fridge next to it. The hot tub itself looked as though it could fit about a good 15 plus people in it comfortably and much to her liking was currently empty.

Stripping out of her clothes to reveal a white lace-up halter style one piece, she placed her things on the couch neatly, tucking her phone in the middle for safe keeping. Adjusting the temperature to her liking, she slowly stepped into the hot water that instantly warmed up her cold skin.

It was quiet for the most part, the faint sound of music coming from the house could be heard as Kiana relaxed against one of the jets. Her mind wandered to Jasmine, hoping that Rich will finally man up and tell her how he feels. She didn't know how much of her friend's catty ways she could take. If she didn't know any better, she would assume that Jazz was dick deprived which would explain her bipolar ways.

Yeah, that had to be it.

Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back becoming completely clueless to the other presence inside of the gazebo. She didn't realize that someone else was there until she heard the sound of them moving in the hot tub. Opening one eye her breath hitched when it landed on the mystery man who sat directly across from her, resting his arms on top of the tub. He had his attention on the skylights that gave a perfect view of the night's sky.

Why was he so fine? She thought to herself, watching him as if he was some form of art at an exhibit which to her, he might as well be. His face was so perfect.

"You have a thing for staring don't you?" Kiana raised an eyebrow, surprised that he even noticed but then again she was sure he could feel her weird ass bluntly staring a hole into his face. 

"Huh?" She mumbled, avoiding his gaze, pretending like she had no clue what he was talking about. This wasn't like her at all. Yes, she's eyed men she found attractive but never has she ever looked at one the way she has him. 

It was quiet between the two as he stared at her, making her feel kind of uneasy. His face literally held no type of emotion and she wasn't sure how she felt about that. 

"Still not sleeping well?" He questioned, making the observation from the light but visible bags under her eyes. 

Kiana raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "Do I know you?" What did he mean by still? 

"Something like that." He answered casually, his gaze never leaving her own. The fact that she couldn't read him put her on edge but her curiosity of who he was to her sparked her interest even more. 

She shook her head slightly. "Nah, I'm sure I'd remember a face like yours." He did seem familiar to her but even so, she just could not place him.

"People change but none of that matters right now." He stated, moving closer to her side of the hot tub. She followed his movements until he stood in front of her, causing her to look up at his towering figure. "I could help you." He offered, rubbing a wet thumb over her bottom lip.

"Help with what?" She asked confusedly, liking his touch a little too much.

"Relax." He revealed, grabbing ahold of her hips to pick her up and sitting her on top of the hot tub. His movements were quick, catching her off guard completely. She moved to push him away but he deflected her hands easily. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"I don't even know you." She shot back, not knowing or understanding his motives. 

He rolled his eyes. "We've already established that you do Kiana." She watched his hands slowly slide up her thighs, squeezing the thick flesh. He watched her closely as her pupils dilated by his simple movements. Ever since he came back from Korea, Tae had one thing on his mind and that was her. Although originally here for business, he refused to pass up the opportunity to see how much she has grown with his own eyes. The pictures he receives did little justice to seeing her up close.

It has been almost eleven years since they last saw each other and as expected she had no clue who was. Which for her sake was a good thing.

She went to ask him another question but he quickly shut that down. "What I want to hear from you is not talking, now let me help you relax." Leaving no room for debate, she silently nodded her head, (stupidly) allowing him to do what he pleased. 

Without another word, Tae leaned in and attached his lips to her neck sucking her skin harshly. Kiana hissed out a low groan, loving the mixture of pain and pleasure. He made sure that his mark was left on her for the world to see that she belonged to someone. The flick of his tongue over her heated flesh sent tingles up her spine causing her hands to grab ahold of his shoulders, pulling him closer. 

He stood between her legs, lightly tugging on the ends of her hair. "If I had known I'd get you this easy, I would have shown up a long time ago." His deep voice rasped near her ear, tugging on her earlobe. Maybe it was her wild attraction towards him or the fact that he seemed so familiar she let his words go. There was something off about him but at the moment she could care less.

Her eyes closed once his fingers brushed up against her covered heat. Moving it to the side, he slid his finger over her slit, smiling against her neck at how wet she became in so little time. Kiana moaned out as he played with her clit, moving her hips to match his movements. He knew ever since they were younger how much of a freak she would turn out to be.

It was always the quiet ones.

When she felt two of his fingers enter her, she choked on her words, throwing her head back in ecstasy. It has been so long since she last let anyone touch her in that way, and of course he knew that. Kiana was never the type to sleep around so he had a very high appreciation of how tight she was for him. Her walls clamped around his fingers, pulling them in even more. He made sure his movements were steady but sadly his time was limited so he couldn't enjoy it like he wanted.

Adding his thumb to put pressure on her clit once more, he could feel her legs start to shake and her moans increase in volume. He wanted to hear her scream in other ways too.

"Kiana...." He whispered lowly, gripping the back of her head and pulled her face closer to his. She looked at him, her breathing harshly as she grew closer to her peak. "Taehyung, remember that name."

Barely giving her time to respond, he speeds up, kissing her deeply while her body shook. Her nails digging into his back, needing something to hold onto from the intense wave of pleasure that washed over her. She kissed him back, allowing his tongue to slip inside of her mouth, finally giving her a chance to see what he tasted like just as a funny sensation clouded her mind.

"What th-...." She barely mumbled, her head falling against his shoulder and her body going limp in his arms.

Tae slowly removed his fingers from inside her and happily locked away her juices. "Took you long enough."

Looking up, his dark eyes found his best friend leaning against the entrance of the gazebo with a playful smirk on his face. "How does she taste?"

"Like cherries." He answered truthfully, giving his fingers one last lick before picking up Kiana and carrying her to the couch. "How long were you standing there?"

"Long enough. You didn't have to knock her out you know?"

"It was for the best, plus I told her I'd help her relax, so I did," Tae explained, drying her off as much as possible, placing her clothes back on carefully.

"Right. You know if word gets bac-"

"It won't." 

"But if it does?"

Turning to face him, he gave Joo-hyuk a deadly look. "Then I'll kill them if they try."

[pocminiseries]

3 A.M.

THREAT.

"FLIK-Lunatic"

•••••

"She doesn't recognize you in the slightest?" Ji-soo questioned, glancing at Taehyung through the rearview mirror. It was late, a time where most would be sleeping yet here they were in a private area, along with Joo-hyuk, waiting patiently outside of their destination in an unmarked vehicle.

Taehyung shook his head, his eyes focused on the house from across the street. "It's best it stays that way." The last thing he wanted was to explain to her what happened during their childhood, especially one night in particular. Besides, the main reason why he was here was to get closer to the only girl that he would ever come close to loving.

Joo-Hyuk chuckled lowly, placing his Glock into his shoulder holster. "I still don't understand why you sent him to watch out for her." Taehyung could admit that at the time he clearly wasn't thinking straight but his options were limited because he only trusted a hand full of people. The only reason he let Ji-soo off with his first and final warning was solely because he admitted he had never touched her in that manner before. 

In a way, Taehyung kind of envied him because he got the chance to get to know Kiana in a way he wished - hoped he could.

He only knew so much from the times Ji-soo informed him on any and everything dealing with her life but that only seemed to tame his curiously of how much she's changed since their childhood.

"You judge me as if you aren't attracted to her yourself," Ji-soo smirked knowingly. 

"She's beautiful but I know my boundaries," Joo-Hyuk admitted. "And before you attempt to go there, I watched but didn't touch." He added, cutting off Ji-soo quickly already knowing what the man was going to say.

"Creep," Ji-soo muttered under his breath but Joo-Hyuk still managed to catch it, hitting his friend of fifteen years on the back of his head. "Oww, you're so damn abusive Joo." He whined, rubbing his scalp as if the hit actually affected him.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, checking the time on his phone. "Let's get this over with."

All three men stepped out of the SUV quietly, checking their weapons. "Quick and easy or painful and slow?" Joo-hyuk asked as Ji-soo stretched obnoxiously beside him.

"Depends on how he responds." Taehyung shrugged. "Either way he dies tonight."

The mansion sat "protected" behind a gate that they easily jumped over without being detected by the many cameras that scattered around the area. James Moore was a very paranoid man which was understandable considering what his job consisted of. He worked heavily in the black market, getting his hands on everything from drugs to selling classified intelligence but his specialty though was human trafficking.

He was one of the headmasters in charge in rounding up mainly young girls, even some as young as three years old and selling them off to the highest bidder. It was disgusting. And to make things worse he had an eighteen-year-old daughter who occasionally helped in her father's evil doings.

But that wasn't why they stood in front of his door ringing the doorbell at 2' o'clock in the morning, no. This was a visit for personal reasons.

James voice could be heard on the other side cursing out whoever awoken him from his deep slumber. "Who th-" He shouted, closing his mouth abruptly when his eyes landed on the three men who dressed in all black. His angry demeanor soon was replaced with dear as he tried to close the door back but failed miserably when Ji-soo kicked it with mild force causing James to stumble backward.

The man barely took one step once he caught his balance when Joo swiftly punched him square in the nose, a sickening sound filling the silenced air. "Fuckkk!" He hollered out, immediately grabbing at the clearly broken and bleeding nose.

With the slight nod of Tae's head, Ji-soo grabbed James, dragging the man towards the dining area. Closing the door, he followed close behind just as James was placed on one of the expensive dining chairs that people rarely ever sat in.

Silence once again filled the air while Tae's dead eyes observed the foul male, causing him to look everywhere but at him. "Mr. M-"

"Shouldn't you three be somewhere in someones boy band?" James mocked stupidly, eyeing all of them. They were all so...pretty. Neither looked as though they would hurt a fly.

Ji-soo smirked at his remark, running a gloved hand through his raven colored hair. "And here we go."

With no warning, Joo slapped him across the face roughly, sending his head from the impact. "A fair warning next time, don't ever use the "boy band" statement when in the same room as him," Ji-soo stated, pointing towards a very irritated Joo-hyuk.

James only laughed dryly in return, spitting out blood onto his white tiled floors. "He hits as pretty as he looks."

Both Tae and Ji-soo shook their heads at James attempt to provoke Joo who only stared at him stupidly in return. "How much did they pay you?" Tae asked, getting straight to the point. The longer he stood here the easier his patience seemed to wear thin. He knew James's type. They pushed any and every button they could.

"Who?" 

Taehyung folded his arms across his chest. "You know exactly who I'm talking about." This wasn't the first time the two men have been in the same room together. James knew about the Kim family just like the majority of the people in their line of business did.

"People pay me all the time, so you have to be more specific." He rubbed at his already bruised cheek, his eyes scanning the room for anything to use against them.

"You recognize my face, no?" Taehyung tilted his head to the side a little, knowing that James was going to play the stupid role as long as possible.

James sighed loudly. "Well son, you Asians have the tendency to all look rather similar, so you'll have to give me a name but I doubt that'll help either." He said, smiling at Tae teasingly.

"Well what do you know, we have another racist asshole," Joo muttered sarcastically.

Ji-soo looks towards Tae, waiting for him to give him his cue and once he did, grabbed James arm bending it in an upper position causing it to break instantly. A high pitched squeal flew from his mouth. They watched with bored looks as he wailed in agony until he finally calmed down. "So who sent you?"

"You sonofabitch! I don't know!" He yelled angrily, his eyes red and filled with tears.

Taehyung placed a finger on the side of his forehead wishing he would just tell the truth. "You're a terrible liar, Mr. Moore. This could all end if you tell me what I need to know." As much as it excited him to watch someone being tortured, he wasn't quite in the mood to see him suffer no matter how much he deserved it.

What Taehyung had planned for him was much worse.

"Or what? You'll stare me to death with your eyes? I don't know anything!" 

Tae made a tsk sound, shaking his head disapprovingly. "I really didn't want to do this Mr. Moore but you leave me no choice." 

James' eyes grew wide with fear as Ji-soo and Joo stood in front of him.

"Face."

"Ribs."

They both said at the same time. "Why can't you just agree with me sometimes?" Ji-soo fussed, pouting like the child he could be sometimes.

Joo simply rolled his eyes, waving him off. "Fine. I'll take you to waffle house as soon as we get this over with." He offered, knowing that food was Ji-soo's weakness, especially if he didn't have to pay for it.

"Deal." He quickly answered.

"Well hurry the fu-" James started just as he experienced a kick to his dome and his left side at once sending the man into a pain filled daze. The man withered on the floor, blood pouring from his mouth. 

"We should just kill him, he won't tell us anything. He may be many things but he's no snitch." Joo observed, watching James turn himself over on his back after many failed attempts. 

"Yeah, we already know he was the one who took the photos and leaked the info. We have to look elsewhere for the answers you want." Ji-soo added cracking his knuckles. "But it's all up to you."

Tae eyed the man in his weakened state. He had to admit he was surprised that he was even moving. "I-"

"You should be careful Kim T-t-tttaehyung." James sputtered out as he choked slowly on his own blood. "That girl you've been so weirdly obsessed with, they know about her and they'll stop at nothing to get her." He warned, smiling as if the whole situation was funny. "They know everything about her and her past. Including your connection to it." He taunted, pulling himself to his feet, wobbling as he moved forward.

"I c-can only imagine her gorgeous face when she finds out the truth." He wheezed. "How a psycho kille-" He barely had a chance to finish his sentence when Tae moved swiftly in front of him, snapping his neck with ease and no emotion written on his face. James lifeless body crumbled to the floor beneath him, finally silencing him for good.

"Shit." Ji-soo chuckled, slowly clapping his hands. "That was absolutely beautiful, although very unexpected." They knew it took a lot to get under Tae's skin yet at just the mere mention of Kiana he blanked out.

"Want me to call Ken or leave this place as is?" Joo asked, glancing at Tae who was still looking down at James lifeless body.

"It's too bad, I really wanted to taunt him with the pictures of his dead daughter," Tae said sadly. "Leave everything as is to send a message. They need to know that their task won't be easy." Joo nodded and lead the way outside. They all piled into the SUV and soon were off their way to waffle house as Joo promised with a very excited Ji-soo in the passenger seat.

It didn't take long for Kiana to take over Tae's mind. He figured sooner or later they would dig up his past and find out about her but he wished it wasn't so soon. Regardless she would be protected, that was a guarantee. He just needed a plan to get close to her because deep down, he missed her.

______

Once Joo pulled up in front of a somewhat deserted waffle house, Tae debated whether or not to go in considering he didn't have much of an appetite. "Let's go. You need to eat something." Joo urged him once he opened up the back door for Tae to get out. Not seeing the point in protesting, he slowly stepped out and followed his friends inside.

The sweet smell of syrup immediately hit his nose. "You guys go ahead and have a seat, I'll be right with you." An older woman said kindly while making a fresh pot of coffee. Tae's eyes scanned the restaurant until his eyes landed on a lone figure seating at the counter. 

"I like to call this fate," Ji-soo whispered in Tae's ear seductively, causing Tae to swat at him but smiling nonetheless. 

Kiana was sipping on her sprite when she heard people come in but didn't bother to look and see who it was. Her mind was too focused on the fact that this was yet another sleepless night. Instead of just laying in her bed as always, she chose to get dressed and head here. The least she could do was eat something. Food always made her feel better.

"Here you go suga." Marie sang happily, placing a hot plate full of chocolate waffles and bacon with a side of hashbrowns. "Let me know if you need anything else." Kiana thanked her and grabbed for the syrup just as she felt someone sit next to her.

Of course, she wondered why anyone would consider the place was damn near empty with the exception of her and one other customer who was here when she first arrived. But she was too hungry to really to speak on it because truthfully, did it really matter?

Tae couldn't stop himself from taking in her comfy attire of grey sweatpants and Dragonball z hoodie. Her face remained make-up free as her hair sat in a messy bun on top of her head. Even so, Tae felt as though she still remained the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

Just as she was about to dig in, an oddly familiar voice filled her ears. "Kiana." 

Her movements seemed to have been put on pause as she slowly turned her head to face the man beside her. She recognized his face almost immediately. His dark hair hung lowly in front of his eyes, eyes that she felt were way too familiar. She remembered him from the library and the coffee shop but random images from the night of the party flashed through her mind.

"Taehyung." She whispered wearily. It was the name he had told her to remember. His name. They sat there staring at each other for what felt like an eternity until Tae finally spoke up. 

"We need to talk."

[taehyungies-gf]

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