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Sunlight broke through the curtains, blinding you and making you feel warm as you began to stir in bed, before finally waking up. You rubbed your eyes, getting rid of the last bit of sleepiness before your eyes widened and you sat up, taking in your surroundings. You smacked your palm on your face, cursing yourself for falling into his trap once again. Guilt bubbled up in your chest as you saw your sleeping ex laying next to you in his bed.You peeled off the black sheets, exposing your naked body and began collecting your clothes, putting them on as you found them. You grabbed your phone and your purse, before taking one last look at your ex and tiptoeing out of his room, trying not to wake him.Once you were out in the hallway, you knew you had to make it out of the apartment without bumping into his roommate, who would just interrogate you till no end, and you didn’t need that so early in the morning. You made it to the door, slipping on your shoes and did a quick little celebratory dance before you heard someone clear their throat to the left of where you stood.Frozen in place, your cursed, turning your head to see Namjoon’s roommate drinking his morning coffee by the kitchen’s island. His dark eyes were trained on you, a look of displeasure clear in them. You groaned, trying to fix your messed up hair and he finally spoke, “again?”“It just happened, but I’m gone now,” you stated, annoyed at having been caught after successfully escaping Namjoon and his death grip on you earlier.“You know it’s only because I care, right?” Jungkook asked, his lips pursed as he waited for your response, but you had had this conversation too many times now for it to change your reply.Sighing, you walked over to the younger man, wrapping your arms around his slim waist. He made no movements to reciprocate and you placed your head on his right shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent of your best friend.“We’re not good for each other.” you whisper, letting go of him before kissing his cheek and throwing a wave over your shoulder before walking out of the door.The train ride to your apartment has you reeling. Thoughts of Namjoon and your boyfriend sending pangs of guilt and hurt to your chest. Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes as you sniffled, clearing them away with your hand. The train was crowded from all the early risers going to work and you couldn’t help but wonder if they knew where you had been coming from. You shook your head, clearing your thoughts and smiled slightly when your stop came.You unlocked your apartment and walked in, leaving your shoes and purse by the door. You began stripping your clothes off your body on the way to the shower, your phone in your hand as you set-up your Bluetooth speaker and checked your messages.Your heart clenched as you saw your missed messages from your boyfriend, Yoongi.
Yoongiii [11:25 pm] Babe, do you want to come over? I’m off tomorrow.
Yoongiii [11:55 pm] Baby?
Yoongiii [12:27 am] Princess, are you sleeping? I miss you. Call me when you’re up. We can spend tomorrow together.
You quickly typed an apology, letting him know you’d like to see him later and hoped he’d wake up soon.You got in the shower, the hot water enveloping your body as you allowed yourself to get mildly burned before thinking of the events from the previous night. A sob left your lips, as you slid down the shower wall, feeling like shit for cheating on Yoongi once again. You had only been dating a few months, but you had strong feelings towards him and then Namjoon had to waltz back into your life to ruin it.It was just supposed to be casual sex, that’s what you both had agreed to in the beginning. You were supposed to cut it off if one of you caught feelings again or if you started dating someone. It had killed you when Namjoon had introduced you to his new girlfriend, Jiwoo.
“What the fuck, Namjoon!” you had screeched, throwing the door to his apartment open, the doorknob smacking into the wall, denting it. You didn’t care, you stormed in, fuming, eyes trained on the man you had loved for over two years and had been broken up with for six months. You were so focused on him, you didn’t see your best friend, his roommate, Jungkook, staring wide-eyed at you as you kicked your shoes off and walked to the man who had triggered your anger.
You were about to reach Namjoon, his dimpled smile only fueling your rage, when you were grabbed around the waist tightly. You groaned in response, pulling at the muscular arms around your waist, only for it to be futile, he was too strong and was only using half his strength.“___! You can’t come in here ready to physically fight,” the younger boy said as he kept held yu securely in his arms. You squirmed in his grasp, trying to free yourself but Jungkook would not allow it.“___! You cannot come into our home and act like this! I’m tired of getting caught between you two! Fix your shit or get out!” He yelled, frustration lacing every word, making you feel guilty.“Let me go,” you spat, giving one last attempt of wiggling out of his grasp. He hesitated for a second before he released you.“Done with your theatrics, baby girl?” Namjoon sneered, causing you to lunge at him again, only for your best friend to wrap his arms around you again to hold you back.“Son of a bitch! Namjoon quit it!” Jungkook, scolded, eyeing the older man and his antics.Namjoon rolled his eyes and sat on the couch, motioning for you two to join him. Jungkook sat next to Namjoon, pulling you into his lap, his hands holding yours behind your back and his legs wrapping tightly around your calves to keep you from kicking his roommate. You tried wiggling out of his grasp, and he hissed and told you to quit if you didn’t want to start a problem with him. You gasped and apologized as Namjoon chuckled, causing you to lean forward and headbutt him.“___! Fucking stop!” Jungkook exclaimed, moving his and your body further from your ex.Nobody spoke for a minute, the tension filling the room and feeling like it was suffocating you.“___, you knew that this would end if one of us started dating someone. I don’t know why you’re being like this! Is my dick that good, baby girl? You can’t get enough of it? I bet you want it right now,” Namjoon sneered, causing Jungkook to gag.“Joon! Mouth please, fuck” he cursed, holding you tighter as he felt you try to lunge at him.“Texting me ‘got another pussy, thanks for letting me hit it’ wasn’t the best way to tell me!” you screamed, trying your hardest to escape Jungkook’s steel hold on you. He held your hands back with one hand, his other wrapping around your waist to keep you firmly against him.“Namjoon, really?” Jungkook asked, eyes wide in disbelief that he could be so cruel.Namjoon shrugged, smiling, “I thought it was quick and to the point.”“You’re not even worth my time,” you stated, breathing in deeply, allowing Jungkook to see you calm so he could release you. It took several moments for him to release your waist, then your calves, and finally your hands. You got off his lap and pecked his cheek, “I’ll call you later. You can come over tonight.”Jungkook nodded, getting off the couch before walking you to the door. He pulled you into a tight embrace, his lips close to your ear, “don’t let him get to you. You’re worth so much more.”~Cold water began hitting your back, making you stand up and shut it off. You figured it was good enough for now and grabbed your towel, wrapping it around your waist. You picked your phone off the counter, smiling when you saw Yoongi had replied and would be over in a few minutes.You walked to your bedroom, grabbing a pair of panties, and one of Yoongi’s white sweaters. Once you slid the sweater over your head, you heard Yoongi in your kitchen.“I’m surprised you’re up so early,” you teased, making your way over to him. He removed his face mask, and took in your appearance, his eyes lingering on your exposed thighs.“You look so good in my sweater, baby,” he cooed, pulling you closer to his body, his lips planting soft kisses on your neck, his hands on your hips.“Yoongi,” you moaned softly, feeling him smirk against your skin, his hands moving lower to the back of your thighs, lingering on the hem of the plush sweater.“Yes, princess?”“Yoongi,” you moaned again in reply, his hands going under the sweater, his fingertips dancing lightly across your skin, teasingly snapping the waistband of your panties.“Words, princess,” he replied, seemingly un-phased.Your face turned red, you looked up at him, wide-eyed, earning a chuckle from him as he released you and kissed your nose.“So easy to get you flustered,” he teased, making you giggle.“You do it on purpose,” you replied, wrapping your arms around his waist and inhaling his scent. Another pang of guilt hit you and you pushed it down, focusing your attention on your man.“I brought breakfast, babe. We can eat, lounge around, then I can take you out for dinner,” Yoongi explained, walking over to the kitchen island and taking out the food from the bags he had brought. You sat in a stool and watched him prepare your plate and set it in front of you.“Thank you, baby,” you say and he begins talking about his day in the studio. You listen attentively, asking him questions at the appropriate time and looking at the way his eyes light up when he talks about the new song he’s working on. You can’t help but feel giddy being around him as his hand strokes your cheek gently.You loved his sweet, gentle side. He could be such a romantic, pulling off elaborate plans to surprise you, or he could do the silliest things to cheer you up after a bad day at work. You knew he had two sides, it made you like him so much when you first met him and you swallowed the lump in your throat.“Go pick a movie and I’ll clean up in here, baby.”You nod, grabbing your phone and walking to your living room. You plop down on your blue couch, before unlocking your phone and pulling up your contacts.
[You] That was the last time. Don’t call me anymore.
You deleted your texts, blocked your ex’s number and smiled at your man when he sat next to you on the couch as you browsed through Netflix, before settling on Coraline.“This movie scares you, princess. Are you sure you want to watch it?” Yoongi asks, his arms wrapped around you, a blanket covering both of you as you relax on the couch.“I’m not scared,” you tut, knowing you’re lying and Yoongi’s chuckle is a sign that he knows too.“Okay, but if you can’t sleep tonight, I’m going to tease you tomorrow,” he smirks, you smack his chest and he grabs your hand, placing a soft kiss on it. Butterflies fill your stomach and you blush, pushing down the aching guilt that a few hours ago you were wrapped around another man, moaning his name.It wasn’t that Yoongi didn’t satisfy you in bed, he did! You were both so compatible and attuned to each other’s needs that the amount of toe-curling, eye-rolling, back-arching orgasms he gave you was unbelievable. But Namjoon had a way with words to get you in his bed.It had only been twice since you started dating Yoongi, but you shouldn’t have done it in the first place, to begin with. You knew you should have been honest with Yoongi, but you didn’t know how to bring it up.You had told Namjoon you couldn’t see him anymore after you started taking a serious interest in Yoongi, but Namjoon had waved you off, telling you that you would end up crawling back to him when he couldn’t satisfy you the way only he could. You had laughed in his face and stormed out of his apartment, only for him to sweet talk you later into coming back when he and Jiwoo had fought.Against your better judgment, you had gone and slept with him, regretting it the second he came on your stomach. You had gathered your clothes and told him it was a mistake and that it would never happen again, so why did you go to him last night?
You hadn’t planned on it, you were there to see Jungkook, but he had to cancel when his friends had called an impromptu dance practice for his dance team. He had apologized profusely for making you go to his apartment across town, only for him to cancel. You had told him not to worry about it, you’d make him dinner and leave it in the fridge for him to eat after practice. He thanked you with half a dozen text messages before you made his dinner and stored it away.
You hadn’t noticed when Namjoon had walked in, it wasn’t until he startled you by placing a kiss to the exposed skin of your shoulder that you knew he was there.“What the fuck?” you had asked, looking at his devilish smile.“I always did enjoy seeing you in the kitchen, it was one of the things I loved about you. That and your round ass,” he chuckled, smacking your ass as he said it. You glared, pushing past him to grab your things.“Where are you going, baby girl?”You ignored his question, making your way to the door, only to be stopped by his hand on your elbow. You pushed him off, and he stood in front of you in a second.“I’m not doing this again, Namjoon. I have a boyfriend,” you reminded him, earning a roll of his eyes and an exasperated scoff.“And I have Jiwoo, but we both know I’d still eat that sweet, little cunt of yours. So, why don’t we go to my room and you can let me enjoy my meal,” he winked, you stared at him flabbergasted at his words. He smirked, his hand coming to stroke your cheek, knowing your resolve was depleting rapidly.“You’ll always come back to me, baby. Always,” he stated; his lips on yours instantly. The familiarity of his lips made you kiss him back, falling into his trap once again. You lost yourself in his touch, his scent, his lips. Before you knew it, you were laying under his naked body, asking him to fuck you harder, faster, your nails digging into his back.~“Do you want to take a nap, babe? You look tired,” Yoongi’s voice roused you from your thoughts, you looked at him and smiled, nodding. He untangled your bodies, smiling at the pitiful whine you made at losing his warmth.“Come here,” he said, his arms open in front of you. You stood up, his arms instantly slipping under your thighs so he could carry you to your bed. You wrapped our arms securely around his neck as he carried you down the hall to your bedroom.Yoongi set you down on your purple comforter, before pulling the side down so you could get under it. You reached your arms out to him and he chuckled, “I’m coming, baby.”He got into the bed beside you, sliding in and wrapping you in his arms. His body was warmly pressed against yours, you turned to face him, your eyes staring at his pink lips. Your tongue swiped your bottom lip, as you looked up at Yoongi’s dark eyes.He watched you contently, his hand stroking your side slowly, his other hand supporting his head as he watched you.“Can I have a kiss?” you asked meekly, his chuckle filling your ears before he leaned down and pecked your lips. You rolled your eyes, “a real one.”“Are you insinuating my kisses are fake, princess?” his tone low and harsh, making you squirm, your thighs clenching slightly.He leans closer to you, his lips near your ear, you can feel his hot breath as he whispers, “it takes so little to rile you up, princess. Doesn’t it?”You gulp, nodding your head slowly, your cheeks flushing red.“Such a horny princess,” he whispers, his hands making their way under your sweater, only this time he doesn’t stop at your hips. A gasp leaves your lips as he cups your breasts, your hardened bud between two of his fingers.“Baby didn’t wear a bra today?” he asks, his Cheshire Cat smile on display on his beautiful face.“No, baby,” you moan in reply as he pinches your hardened nipple. He works on removing your sweater, tossing it on your bedroom floor once your chest is exposed. He licks his lips, before he begins planting kisses on your neck, making his way down to your collarbone before you shiver at the feel of his wet, pink tongue licking your nipple before he sucks it into his mouth, his teeth gently tugging at it to elicit sinful moans from your pouty lips.“Fuck,” you moan, your back arching into his chest, his hand lowering to tug at the waistband of your black, lace panties. He teases you, his finger slowly sliding your panties down before tossing them on the floor.“Spread,” he commands, your thighs spreading for him as he moves his finger to your wet core. He moans, feeling your warmth, his finger pushing in.“Yoongi,” you moan, his finger slowly moving in and out of you, his teeth gently tugging at your nipple, your hands tangled in his silver hair.“That’s right baby, moan my name,” he urges, another finger joining his first inside you. You tilt your head back, moaning his name repeatedly as he moves down your body, leaving wet kisses on your skin.He flicks his tongue on your aching clit, and you pull at his hair. He slowly swirls his tongue around it, loving the way your moans fall from your lips from his ministrations. He pumps his fingers faster, watching the way your chest is moving as your breath quickens, your thighs squeezing his hand, trying to get some relief.“Gonna cum for me so soon, doll?” he asks, you whimper in reply, not able to say anything as your orgasm hits, your eyes shut as you moan his name. He continues to slide his soaked fingers in and out of you, his tongue moving faster on your clit to help you ride out our orgasm. You find the strength to push him away when it becomes too much.He removes his fingers from your wet pussy and slides them into his mouth, moaning in delight as he sucks your wetness off of them. He leans down and kisses you, his tongue sliding into your mouth, allowing you to taste yourself. You moan into his mouth, your hips bucking into his.“Need more, babydoll?” he asks, a teasing smile on his gorgeous face. You nod enthusiastically,“Want your cock,” you mewl, earning a smirk from your boyfriend. He pulls his black shirt off his body, his milky skin making you lick your lips. Your hands are running up and down his smooth chest as you get on your knees to push him back onto the bed. He watches you in amusement as you begin planting soft, gentle kisses on his chest, trailing them down to his black jeans.You trace the pattern of his button, before undoing it and achingly slow pulling down the zipper. He doesn’t stop you or ask you to get on with it, he just watches you with curiosity, allowing you to have your fun.You begin tugging his jeans down, exposing his tight boxer briefs, smiling when you see his hard cock straining against the material. You pull the jeans off, throwing them on the floor before straddling Yoongi’s lap.“What is it, baby?” he asks, his hands placed on your hips. You wrap your arms around his neck, pressing your forehead against his, “I love days like this.”“Me too, princess,” he replies, his lips meeting yours, you bite back a moan as his tongue slips into your mouth, his hands moving you back and forth on his clothed erection.“Fuck, Yoongi,” you groan, grinding your wet core against him harder and faster, your tits bouncing up and down as you do.His hand comes down on your ass, making another wave of arousal hit you. You can’t wait much longer, you need him inside you.“Y-Yoongi!” you cry, moving your hips, your hand tugging at his boxers. You pull them down low enough to expose his hard cock, and you take him in your hand, pumping him a few times. You rub the head of his cock along your wet slit, using your wetness to lubricate him. His moans make you shiver in anticipation. You focus your gaze on his cock, only noticing his breathing has changed when his stomach clenches slightly.You can’t wait much longer, you guide his thick cock inside you and moan as you feel the welcoming stretch. You slide down his cock, taking him all in and looking up to meet his lust-filled eyes. “Fuck,” he whispers, his nails digging into your hips, he’s restraining himself from thrusting up into you, knowing you need a second to adjust, but you feel too good wrapped around him.“Princess, please.” he begs, moving slightly, your head tilting back as you let out a long moan. He holds you tighter, his lips on your neck leaving his mark before he thrusts into you.His cock feels amazing in you, sliding in and out as he begins a slow pace, you begin grinding back into him, begging him to leave his mark on you. His lips nip and suck at your neck, leaving red bruises that will turn purple at the end of the day. He moves his lips down to your cleavage, leaving deep, purple marks on your skin.“My princess, all mine,” he whispers as he finishes his last love bite. You begin bouncing on his hard cock faster at his words, his hands kneading your ass as he hits all the right spots. He’s cursing as he feels you clench around him, he’s sliding in and out of you effortlessly, he smacks your ass to hear you curse and he takes your nipple into his mouth. It’s all too much for you, you clench around him, he’s moved his thumb to your clit, rubbing it in circles, you move your hips faster, determined to orgasm.“Cum on my cock, babe,” Yoongi instructs, and that’s all it takes for you to orgasm, your walls tightening around his dick, his name falling from your lips repeatedly as you ride him through it. He’s whispering his encouragement, his lips planting soft kisses on your skin in between words as you pant at the end of it.He smiles at you warmly, you kiss his lips and he strokes your cheek gently. You can feel him still hard inside you, and you slowly raise your hips and let them fall, he stops you and rolls you around so your back is on the bed.He raises your leg and places it on your shoulder, grabbing your hips and thrusting into you at a rapid pace. “Yoongi!” you shout, grabbing onto your sheets as he slams into you deeply, filling you so well.“Moan for me, princess. Let the neighbors know who you belong to,” he growls, his thrusts speeding up, the sound of skin slapping skin making you blush as you moan his name loudly, the headboard slamming into the wall as you begin to rub at your clit. It feels too good, your body is preparing itself for another orgasm and you scream Yoongi’s name to alert him.His fingers are digging into your thigh, he’s kissing your ankle as he continues to slam into you, harder, faster trying to make you fall over the edge once again.He growls your name as he feels you tighten against him hips moving to meet his, and that’s all it takes to set you off one final time.“Yoongi! Yoongi!” you scream, your orgasm ripping through you, causing Yoongi to curse and you feel him fill you with his seed. He slows down his thrusts, the last of his cum filling you before he pulls out and laying next to you.“That was so good,” you say as he pulls you into his chest. His sweat covered body making you feel warmer.“It was, princess. You feel so nice and tight. I love having you wrapped around my cock,” he replies, your face turning red at his crude words.“You’re so cute when you blush,” he compliments, pushing your hair back so he can take in the sight. He presses a soft kiss on your lips before telling you to go clean up and he’ll meet you in the shower.You get out of bed, very aware of his eyes on your ass as you go into the bathroom in your bedroom.You go to the bathroom, and start the shower, unlocking the door and waiting for Yoongi to join you moments later.He pulls you into the shower with him and begins washing your hair for you, his fingers gently massaging the shampoo into your hair while you wash his chest.You finish your shower, and Yoongi dries you off before taking you to bed, where you notice that he’s changed the sheets for you.“You’re always so thoughtful.” you tell him, pecking him on the cheek. He kisses your lips swiftly and commands you to get into bed. He gets in with you and it’s not long until you’re both sound asleep in the middle of the day.Hours later, Yoongi is tenderly trying to shake you awake. You groan, pushing his hand off your shoulder as you roll over, much to Yoongi’s annoyance.“___-baby, wake up,” he whispers, shaking you a little harder now. You open your eyes slowly, pushing your boyfriend away once again. He grabs your wrist, his eyes dark, “get up.”Recognizing his dominant tone, you sit up, biting your lip, whimpering. He sneers at your response, planting a swift kiss on your pouting lips.“I’m taking you to dinner and you need to get ready love. I’ve got you a dress and shoes, they’re in the bathroom waiting for you,” he explains, you nod, getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom, rubbing your eyes.You slip into the maroon dress he’s chosen for you, then putting on the silver shoes with the straps that wrap around your ankles. You quickly do your makeup and style your hair before joining Yoongi back in your bedroom.A broad smile appears on his face as he takes you in, his eyes roam upwards from your feet to your breasts.“Fuck,” he curses as he sees a few of the hickeys he’s left on your skin.“I tried,” you giggle, blushing.He apologizes and you smile, not ashamed to be seen with hickeys.You take in his outfit, he’s wearing black pants that hug his thighs just right, a maroon shirt matching your dress and a silver tie matching your shoes. You can’t help but bite your lip as you stare at him hungrily. He catches your gaze and smirks, “later, princess.”Twenty minutes later, you and Yoongi pull up to a restaurant that you have never been to before. He slips his hand in yours as he leads you to the doors and you walk to the podium.“Min Yoongi,” he tells the maitre d’ and he leads you past the other patrons to a quiet table near the wide window that gives a beautiful view of the river.Yoongi pulls your chair out for you and you take a seat before he pushes it forward before he takes his seat. You can’t help but look around in awe, taking in the beautiful crystal chandelier hanging from the gold ceiling. The lace of the tablecloths feels soft to the touch and you can see Yoongi beaming from across the table.“I hope you like it. Someone at work recommended it,” he states, taking a second to talk to the waiter. You marvel at the beauty of the restaurant, being captivated by the way the river is reflecting the light of the moon.“It’s beautiful,” you gush, your hand reaching across the table to hold his. You give him a gentle squeeze and let go once the waiter is back with a bottle of wine. He fills your glass silently and then asks if you’re ready to order.Yoongi orders for you both as you take a sip of wine, only to choke on it when your eyes catch sight of the familiar blond man followed by a stunning brunette in a tight black dress with the material cut out on her waist, nearly showing her belly button.You set the wine glass down, slinking in your chair hoping he won’t see you. Yoongi is adamantly talking about work and doesn’t notice the change in your mood until your ex catches his line of sight.“Oh, that’s Namjoon from work,” he says, you try not to turn but he’s waiting for you expectantly to look. You take a quick glimpse and your eyes meet Namjoon’s, who sends you a wink.“Oh? What does he do?” you ask, feigning interest, your nerves making your stomach clench. “He’s a producer, he’s working with one of the new rappers. We don’t work together, but I’ve seen him around. He seems nice,” Yoongi explains, and you nod sharply.You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom to freshen up, planting a soft kiss on Yoongi before swaying your hips, knowing he’d be watching you leave.You quickly walk into the bathroom, taking a seat on the couch by the wall. You’re trying to control your breathing, your lungs expanding as you breathe in and slowly let it back out.“He wouldn’t be stupid enough to try anything,” you mutter to yourself, standing and walking to the mirror to fix your lipstick.“Wouldn’t I?” you hear and turn around to find Namjoon standing in the ladies' room with you. Your body shakes with anger as you stomp towards him, “what are you doing here?”Namjoon grabs your hips, licking his lips as he notices the way your dress is hugging your body in all the right places. He plants soft kisses on your neck, your hands on his chest trying to push him off you as his hand begins lifting the bottom of your dress, his thumb rubbing at your smooth thigh.“I didn’t know you would be here. Jiwoo has been bugging me to bring her, so I did,” he replies nonchalantly. Anger bubbles in your stomach as you feel his fingers brush against your covered core, a soft moan leaving Namjoon’s lips as he recalls the previous night’s events.“I meant in the bathroom, you jackass!” You hiss, pushing at his hand to get him to stop from feeling how aroused he’s made you. You stomp your way past him and out of the bathroom before you feel him grab your elbow to keep you from storming off.“Let me go,” you snap, pulling out of his grasp momentarily before he grabs your wrist to hold you in place. You can’t be seen from your table, but you can see Yoongi from where you are at and panic begins to set in.“You let him mark you?” Namjoon growls, looking at the poorly covered hickeys on your neck that disappear into your cleavage. .“He is my boyfriend! He can do as he pleases,” you retort, earning a scoff from the annoyed man.“He wasn’t your man last night. You weren’t moaning his name while I had your tight, little cunt wrapped around my hard cock,” Namjoon sneers, making you angrier, you pull your hand out of his grasp and turn to leave only to bump into someone and gasp when you realize it’s Yoongi.The look on his face tells you he’s heard every crude word that Namjoon just said. “Is that true, ___? Were you with him last night?” Yoongi asks, his voice cracking at the end. You feel your heart shatter, tears welling up in your eyes, breaking free and staining your cheeks.“I can explain,” you start, reaching out for the silver-haired man, only to have him shove you away.“You cheated on me,” he breathes, tears falling from his eyes, as he stares at you and then at Namjoon, who’s smiling wickedly.“It was a mistake! I didn’t mean for it to happen! You have to believe me, Yoongi! You’re the only one I want to be with. He means nothing to me, baby. I swear,” you plead, trying to have Yoongi forgive you, but knowing if the tables were turned, you wouldn’t do the same.“You fucked him, then let me fuck you this morning as if nothing happened. You let me call you mine, when he had made you his twelve hours prior. I can’t even look at you, ___. How do you even know him?” he asks, his body trembling as he sobs, his heart breaking as he looks at you.“I’m her ex. It’s nothing personal, Min. I didn’t know she was yours when I fucked her,” Namjoon states, only angering you further. You turn on your heel to face him, “get the fuck out of my life Kim Namjoon!”“Think how happy all four of us can be though? You can fuck my girl if you want, man,” Namjoon offers, shrugging as he points at Jiwoo, who is making her way over.“Fuck you, Kim!” Yoongi shouts, his face burning red with anger.“Let’s go, ___. We’re not done here,” Yoongi states, taking a hold of your hand.“What’s going on?” Jiwoo asks as she reaches you.“Ask your cheating boyfriend,” Yoongi spits, pulling on your wrist to get you to move.“She’ll always come back to me,” Namjoon sneers as Yoongi flips him off and pulls you away from Namjoon and his dumbfounded girlfriend.Yoongi doesn’t say anything as he storms out of the restaurant with you in tow. He leads you to his car and waits for you to climb in before he slams the door shut, making you jump in your seat. He doesn’t speak as he holds the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.“Yoon-” you start before he cuts you off with a glare. You shut your mouth and stare forward as the familiar surroundings of your neighborhood come to view. He pulls into your apartment’s parking garage, not saying a word as he gets out and throws your door open.You get out hesitantly, never seeing Yoongi this angry before. You follow him to the elevator and he hits the button for your floor. He stands as far away from you as possible in the tight space, anger radiating off of him as you arrive at your floor.Without a sound, he’s storming into your apartment, putting in the code to unlock the door, not waiting for you to follow him. You shuffle in, pulling off your shoes and seeing Yoongi wringing his hands, eyes filled with anger.“Wait for me in the bedroom,” he growls, you jump at the tone of his voice, but do as you’re told. You go to your bedroom, pulling off your dress and throwing it aside, you don’t want any reminders of what has just happened. You’re pulling on a baggy shirt as Yoongi stalks into the room, his face still stoic.“How could you do that to me? With Namjoon? Really? Was I not enough to satisfy you?" Yoongi asks, vehemently, causing you to avoid his gaze as you shake your head.“I’m sorry,” you cry, fresh tears falling from your face. Yoongi walks towards you, stopping to grab your chin with his thumb and forefinger.“Cry all you want, ___. It’s not gonna change what you did."“I d-didn’t mean for it to happen,” you hiccup, Yoongi scoffs as he forces you to maintain eye contact.“So his cock just magically ended up inside you, huh? You had no involvement? You didn’t once think of how it would make me feel? Fuck my feelings, right? Here I am, taking you out to tell you I love you, and you repay me by making me look like a fool,” Yoongi states, untying his silver tie.He pulls your shirt off your body as you stay frozen in place, repeating the words he had said, “to tell you I love you.”“How many fucking times, ____? How many fucking times was he inside you while you were with me?” he asks, trying to keep his voice steady to hide the pain as he waits for you to answer.“Twice, only twice! I swear! It meant nothing!” you rush, dropping to your knees in front of him, your arms wrapping around his calves, holding him to you as you sob. Yoongi loved you, and you repay him by fucking your ex.“You expect me to believe that?” an incredulous look on his face as he helps you off the floor.“Do you think I believe that? Was I not enough for you?” He asks, eyes glistening with tears and anger, awaiting your response.“It was only twice. He tried it in the restaurant, but I stopped it. He means nothing to me, Yoongi. You’re the only one I want,” you confess, feeling very small.“How could you do that to me?” his voice cracks, you can see all the pain you have caused him, his demeanor falling apart.“It meant nothing, Yoongi. I was just there, he seduced me and I allowed it to happen. It was a mistake. I should have told you the second I got home, but I felt so bad.”“So you thought it was better at the restaurant?!” Yoongi chuckles darkly, getting you onto the bed on your hands and knees.Yoongi stares at your body for a second, he can't think straight. All he's picturing in his mind right now is how Namjoon had his hands on you, his lips, his cock. Yoongi scowls, he can't even fathom the idea of it as he shoves your shoulders down to further expose your ass. He runs his hand over the smooth curve and smacks it hard.You don’t know how many times he smacks your ass with the palm of his hand, but your skin stings. Yoongi stops, rubbing your ass gently. He’s still fuming as he tells you to strip for him and lay on the bed.You do as you’re told, feeling his finger slide up and down your wet slit.“Did being spanked turn you on?”“Yes, sir,” you reply honestly, feeling his finger push in, followed by a second on the next thrust. You moan, loving the way he’s stretching you, pumping in and out into you. He pumps his fingers in and out of you a few more times, before pulling them out and grabbing his tie off of his neck. He binds your wrists together, pushing your hands above your head, “keep them there for me.”Nodding, you watch as he takes off his shirt, pants, and boxers. He jerks his throbbing erection a few times, not wanting to waste any time with you. He rubs the head on your wet slit, allowing you to lubricate him, pausing to look at you for consent. You nod repeatedly before he pushes into you in one swoop.A heady moan falls from your lips as he fills you, your body stretching to accommodate his hard cock. Your body is feeling hot, beads of sweat forming on your forehead. You want nothing more than to be untied so you can dig your nails into Yoongi’s back as he fucks you, but you know better than to disobey his orders, especially today.Yoongi’s hands are firm on your hips, using them to anchor himself as he thrusts into you. He’s glaring at you, you can feel your cheeks burn with shame and embarrassment.“Did he fuck you better than me, princess? Is that why you kept going back?” he barks, you shake your head immediately.“Words, princess. For once in your life use your words!” he growls, rough, hard thrusts following his statement. You can feel him hitting a spot deep within you that has you feeling like jelly.“No, he didn’t fuck me better than you!” you cry, trying to keep your hands above your head, but it proves to be harder than you thought.“Then why fuck him?” he asks, thrusts slowing down, his hips gyrating into yours, causing a wantonly moan of his name to slip from your lips. "I regret it! I love you, only you, Yoongi!” You admit, tears falling from your eyes, Yoongi scoffs, pushing further into you.“Don’t lie to me, princess.” he sneers, his hand coming to wrap around your throat. You feel yourself get wetter, Yoongi noticing and smirking.“Is this turning you on? Do you like getting choked while my cock slams into you? Was Namjoon not enough for my girl?” he asks, a wolfish grin on his face as he delivers a few rough thrusts, causing you to arch your back; he releases your throat.“Words,” he growls.“He wasn’t enough, Yoongi. Never enough. Only you can make me feel so good. Only you can fuck me this well,” you sob, earning a smile from the silver-haired man.You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him closer, he slows his thrusts as he takes you in. Your hands are tied above your head, his hickeys from before a bright red, your chest heaving up and down with your unsteady breathing, your pussy wet and tight wrapped around his hard cock. You looked beautiful in his eyes.“Never again,” he growls, gripping your thighs tightly enough to bruise as he pushes his cock in and out of you. You moan at the feeling, watching Yoongi as he keeps fucking you. He shuts his eyes, groaning as he feels you clench around him.“You’re mine. Is this how he fucked you, huh?” he questions you, panting as his hips meet yours, the sound of skin slapping skin sinfully filling the room. He doesn’t wait for a response, not that you could give him one while he’s pounding into you so hard, only incoherent sounds are coming out of your mouth.“Fuck,” he curses, cock twitching as he cums inside you. He pulls out of you, getting off of the bed and putting his boxers on.“You didn’t cum, did you?” he asks, hand stroking your stomach. You shake your head, ‘no’ and he smirks, “good.”He unties your hands and rubs your wrists a few times. You’re not sure what’s going to happen next, so you sit quietly, staring at your hands in your lap. You feel vulnerable, sitting naked in front of the man you betrayed.“Were you ever going to tell me?” he asks, his voice meek as he gets in bed, staying as far from you as he can.Your heart aches, feeling like the worst person on Earth. “Eventually, I didn’t know how to. Namjoon and I dated for two years, but I wanted to get engaged and married and he didn’t, so we broke up. We started hooking up after, but we were supposed to stop if we dated other people. And we did stop, but then we fucked twice,” you explain, waiting for Yoongi to say something, anything.“I can’t trust you. How do I know you’re not gonna go running back to him once I go home?” Yoongi asks, eyes glistening with unshed tears.“I ended it, Yoongi. I know you don’t believe me, but you’re the one I want to be with. I truly am sorry,” you respond, meeting Yoongi’s eyes with your own, trying to show your sincerity.Yoongi shakes his head, getting off of the bed and pulling on his discarded clothes. You watch him in silence, not knowing if you protesting will make it worse.When he heads out of your bedroom, you scramble off the bed, feet thudding on the tile as you race towards Yoongi. “Please, don’t go! I’ll never do it again! Don’t go!” you shout, grabbing at his shirt, falling on your knees to keep him from leaving when you grab his knees.He pushes you off, kneeling in front of you, noticing the tears falling from your eyes. He studies your face for a moment, your tears falling freely now, scared to lose the man you now love. He pulls you away from him, his thumb wiping your tears before standing, hand on the doorknob, and with one last look at you, naked and sobbing on the floor, he steps out.“Tell Namjoon he can keep you, ___. I’m done.”