PART 4: Epilogue

(yes it hurt writing those words ^^)

~Two Weeks Later || 12:01~

You hum to yourself, starting the dishwasher as Baby licks your toes. "Baby, you're being cute but gross, my toes are not something you want to lick, trust me." The dog doesn't reply, she simply keeps going. "Your funeral," you mumble with a small chuckle. Jimin left today on a 'business trip', and by business trip, he meant 'going out with his boss after an entire war momentarily stopped his company from working'. So, they're in another state. New Jersey you think, scouting for new locations for their business.

Yesterday was you and Jimin's eleven month, and the two of you celebrated by pretty much sleeping all day. That's all you've been doing these entire two weeks. The war is finally over, and the celebration is in five days. The official party the crew is throwing is at a restaurant, then you'll go to a club after. Everything is finally okay. After a full year of this madness, everything is okay.

The crew has officially been together for a year now, so that's why the celebration is now instead of earlier. Not to mention that nothing was open until now. The renovations were made, Binghamton is slowly but surely getting back to normal again. For now, you can relax and wait until the celebration. Jimin and you have been so exhausted that you've been sleeping all day every day for two weeks. No, you guys haven't even fucked. In two fucking weeks.

So, are you horny? Fuck yeah. Is he? Fuck yeah. What's going to happen in five days? Probably a lot of fucking. You wouldn't be surprised if he fingers you in the middle of the dance floor at the club. You seriously wouldn't be surprised. Park Jimin can't go two weeks without sex. He can barely go two days without sex. He's definitely going to make up for lost time that night, and are you excited? Yes. Are your legs going to survive? Hell no.

You sigh, hearing your phone ding from the counter. You perk up, heading over despite Baby sitting on your foot. She comes with you, still trying to lick your bare feet as you pout at her. "Baby," you say, but she of course ignores you. You pick up your phone, seeing a message from Jimin. Huh? Normally he calls you, but this time it's only a message. And not just a message: a video message.

With yet another sigh, you open it, staring at it. It's a video of him, he's sitting in front of the camera, smiling and waving. This must have been recorded a few minutes ago since the sunlight is peeking in. "Hi baby, happy late anniversary. I'm sorry I wasn't here this morning to kiss you and cuddle you the whole day, but I'll be back in two days, don't worry!" You softly smile, unbeknownst to yourself, your fingers are coming closer to the screen as if trying to touch him. He still has his wrist splint from where he got shot, but it doesn't seem to be bothering him thank God.

"I have a present for you," he whispers, slightly smirking. Oh no. You know that look anywhere. "Keep this video whenever I'm gone, baby." He stands, trotting over to his bed and plopping down. Your eyes widen, pausing it.

"Baby?" The dog looks up at you. "I'll be right back." You rush away, trying to remain calm but your heart is racing. Within only a minute, you make it to your bedroom, shutting the door behind you and plopping on your bed.

You press play, Jimin's body moving again. You watch every move closely as he takes off his shirt, smirking at the camera. Yeah, he knows the effect he has on you. He drops his sweatpants, tracing his fingers across his bulge before taking off his boxers as well. You lick your lower lip, laying back on your pillow as you watch him groan, getting to work on himself.

God damn the way his muscles move, the way his hand plays with his length, the way his mouth lets small moans pass. "Fuck baby," he moans, teasing his throbbing tip. "I haven't fucked you in so long, princess. I can't wait to rail you at the club." You freeze. He chuckles as if sensing your reaction. "That's right, baby. I'm not going to touch you until then." He glances at his wrist splint and grunts. "Of course they hit my jacking off hand, but I was given two for a reason."

You laugh, watching as he chuckles at his own joke. "Mmm, I wish it was your pussy, baby," he says with a moan, going back to his movements. You keep your eyes glued to the screen, licking your lower lip as he focuses on pleasuring himself. He goes rapidly up and down his length, letting out soft breaths, his eyes closed. His muscles flex under the sunlight, his abs starting to glisten with sweat as he works harder.

Holy fuck the way his fingers brush over his tip, playing with it gingerly, his mouth letting his rushed breaths pass. "Ah... fuck," he says in a whimper, leaning into the pillows. Oh God, you're turned on to say the least. How you'd love to touch him instead, to jerk him off and listen to him moan into you ears. God dammit, why does he have to be on a stupid business trip? Why can't he be home, in front of you. Granted, he said he wouldn't fuck you until the club, but still. You just want to touch him for hours.

Jimin plays with his skin, giving his dick a small massage as if sensing how much you're loving this. "Baby, I bet you'd love to please your daddy, wouldn't you?" You nod despite the fact that he can't see you. "I bet you'd love to touch his length... to choke on him." It's getting hot in here, that's for damn sure. He keeps going, letting loose and going as fast as he can.

His hair is sprawled out along the pillows, him panting, his muscles flexing with every pump he makes. The slick sounds fill the air, mixing with his soft moans, turning you on even more. He's hot. He's fucking hot, that's for sure. He knows how much you love it when you watch him touch himself, so him sending a whole ass video of him masturbating is quite literally a personal attack. This is damaging your health at this point.

He lets out another moan, almost whining as he jerks off, his body squirming at the pleasure he's feeling. You sit there in silence, watching attentively for another few minutes before you sense him getting close. Oh yeah, you know your fiancé well enough. You know that when he starts slowing down and focusing on going hard, that's when he's close. It doesn't help that his pulsing cock is twitching at this point, begging for its release.

Within only a few seconds, he lets out a loud moan as he cums, the liquid squirting out of him, dripping down his dick. His entire body shakes when he gives himself a few more solid pumps, whining and whimpering at the feeling. Wow. That was beyond hot. Alright. Wow.

As soon as he takes in a few breaths to recover, he licks his lower lip, coming back over to the screen. He blows you a kiss. "Thinking of you, baby. Thinking of how hard I'm gonna fuck you at that club." You squeeze your thighs together. He smirks. "Happy late anniversary, honey. Your second present is in five days when I fuck you raw."

As soon as the video ends, you call him, the ringing almost excruciating. After a few more seconds, he picks up. "Hey baby, how's your day?"

"Park Jimin!" you shout. You hear him burst out laughing, his squeaky sounds coming out. "You bastard! I'm just trying to have a nice, relaxing day, but nooo that's not allowed, someone had to come along and attack me!

"Oh come on, you definitely liked it." You go quiet for a moment, and in that moment, you can feel him smirk. "Mhm, that's what I thought, princess. Wait, now you have to tell me, did you finger yourself while you were watching it?"

"No!" you say in a hiss, causing him to laugh more.

"Yeah right, I don't believe you."

"Okay, you know what? Bye." You hang up with a huff. Two can play this game. You fall back on the bed, stripping before setting up your phone to record a video. Oh yeah, this is gonna be fun.

Best. Video. Ever.

After you're done recording, your entire body keeps shaking while your phone blows up with texts from Jimin, you send him the video and wait. You wait and wait for several minutes. Then, you get a phone call. As soon as you pick up, you smirk. "Hey baby, how's your day?"

"Y/N Park!" Now it's your turn to laugh, falling back on your pillows. "Fuck you," Jimin says in a huff.

"In your video, you sure as hell seemed to want to."

"Why you-" You cut him off by laughing more, giggling like an idiot. "Ugh, you're lucky I like you," he murmurs, causing you to snicker.

"It's not my fault you sent me a video of you jerking off," you murmur back.

"Well I thought you'd like it!"

"As you saw in my return video, I did! A little too much!" There's a pause.

"Shit really? I'll send another tonight give me a bit to recharge-"

"Min!" you interrupt, getting flustered.

He chuckles, making you gulp. "Don't worry, baby. Five days. Five days until I fuck you so hard you'll be seeing stars."

"B-Baby," you whisper, feeling the heat come back to you.

"What's wrong? You don't want me to fuck you? You don't want me to put you on all fours and rail you from behind? Make your cum drip off my dick and soak our bedsheets?" You stare at the ceiling in shock. "You don't want me to pound into you and moan your name as your pussy makes me cum?" He goes quiet, causing you to let out a breath.

"Jimin?"

"Yes baby?" You sigh.

"You're obnoxiously horny."

~Five Days Later || 18:25~

Jimin massages your thigh, humming as he drives. It's been three days. Three fucking days since he's been home, and he kept his promise he said in the video. He didn't fuck you the entire time he was home. He's teasing you, making you wait for it. God damn you've never been so horny in your life. You've been trying so hard to get him to touch you even a little bit, but he'd always chuckle and refuse. You can tell he wants to touch you desperately, but he wants to make you wait. He wants it to feel twenty times better when you finally get what you both want.

"You look gorgeous, baby. I love the dress," he says, motioning to the cute thing.

"Thank you. I love that suit on you, I can't wait to rip it off."

"Mmm, someone's feeling it, huh?"

"I've been feeling it for almost three weeks," you reply.

"Oh yeah?"

You turn on your side, getting a better view of him. "Yeah, but someone hasn't been touching me." He smirks, keeping his eyes on the road as he turns. "I've had to take care of things on my own. Moaning your name while fingering myself, thinking it was you." His left eye twitches, his pants starting to form a familiar bulge. "It felt so good to cum all over my fingers, imagining it was your dick instead." You trail one hand up his thigh, biting your lower lip. "Are you gonna be a good boy and fuck your little girl tonight? Or do I have to take things into my own hands?"

As soon as he stops at the red light, he whips around with wide eyes. "Excuse me? What did you just say?"

You keep your smirk, loving his shocked expression. "Are you gonna be a good boy and fuck me?" you repeat, feeling the confidence flow through you. He blinks as if not believing your words.

"Daddy will fuck you when he thinks you deserve it." His hand goes under your dress, palming your heat. You whimper, staring at him with pleading eyes. "Look at how desperate you are," he murmurs, gently teasing you. His fingers rub up and down, forming circles as he goes. "If you're a good girl, daddy will fuck you nonstop all night long. He'll slam into your wet little pussy and make you cum for hours."

You grab the side of your seat, your fingernails digging into the cushion. "Please," you whisper, staring right at him.

"Are you gonna be a good girl?" he asks, glaring right back at you. Before you can reply, the light turns green, so he starts driving again. "Well?" he adds, slipping your panties aside. You gasp at the sensation you haven't felt in far too long. He plays with your bud gingerly, making sure you don't get too much pleasure yet.

"Yes daddy, I'll be your good girl," you finally reply, wanting him to touch you already.

He softly chuckles, playing with you still. "Do you feel how wet you are already?" he asks, and you're quick to nod.

"I need you," you reply.

"I know baby, if you keep behaving, your cute pussy will be raining for me tonight. I'll fuck you in the middle of the club if that's what you want, just keep being good."

You laugh. "You'd fuck me in the middle of the club?"

He hums, pulling into the restaurant's parking lot. "I'd fuck you anywhere, baby. I don't care who's watching, let them see how hard you cum around my cock." As soon as he parks, he unbuckles, removing his fingers from you. He licks them clean right in front of your eyes, him staring at you. You go weak at the action, unbuckling as well.

As soon as you do, he picks you up and slides you over the center console, bringing you onto his lap. "Min-" He kisses you harshly, thrusting his covered bulge up against you. You moan at his sudden movements, kissing him back. For a few seconds he keeps going, then, he stops his movements.

"Ride my thigh, baby," he whispers. You're quick to obey, grinding yourself against his muscular thigh.

He softly moans into your ear, going down and kissing your neck. You let him, submitting to him completely. He may think he's in control now, but as soon as you get home tonight, you're going to convince him to let you take control. God how you'd love to tie him down and make him beg. How you'd love to tease his cock, rubbing your entrance over his tip for several minutes while marking his abs. You'd love to even wear lipstick, marking him in more than one way.

"You like that, baby?" he asks, and you hum, panting as you go faster. "Mmm, I'm sure you do, but we have to go inside, our reservations are in three minutes."

"Fuck the reservations," you grumble back.

"We're in a parking lot," he replies with a chuckle.

"I don't care," you reply, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"What do you want, baby?"

"Fuck me," you instantly say, and he laughs.

"Sorry, you have to wait a little bit longer."

You groan as he uses his hands to stop you, your movements halting. Before you even know what's happening, he slips something out of his pocket. "What are you-" You moan as he puts it inside you.

"Remember your favorite toy?" he asks, smirking at your reaction. Oh God, not the vibrator again, no no no please no. You don't want to cum at dinner, that's just... no. Park Jimin.

He turns it on with his phone, making you moan again, your body shaking. The pleasure hits you so hard, the feeling you haven't had in forever washing over you. However, he turns it off after a moment.

"Let's go inside, hm?" he asks, using one hand to unlock the door. Despite how badly you want to convince him to take you right here, right now, you open the door and slide out. He follows, adjusting his suit and hair before closing the door and walking over to you. His wrist splint is still there, but it's not a big deal. It's much better now, so there's that.

He straightens your dress and hair, giving you an innocent smile. "Ready?"

"You suck, I'm mad at you," you reply.

He kisses the top of your head with a chuckle. He goes down to your ear, breathing against it. "You won't be for long. In fact, you'll be screaming about how much you love me." You keep your hands on his hips, gulping. "You'll be screaming in pleasure as I fuck you raw, going deep inside you, making you cum all night long."

"B-Baby, stop," you weakly try, squeezing your thighs together.

His good hand squeezes your ass, his other trailing his fingers across your back. "What's wrong? You don't want to cum? You don't want to feel me slamming into you? Cause if so, I can easily stop-"

"Stop teasing," you mumble, causing him to chuckle.

"Mmm, baby. I'll be teasing you all night, better get used to it. You don't get what you want until I'm convinced you deserve it. Tell me, are you daddy's good little girl?"

You rapidly nod. "Yes, please..."

He pulls back, giving you a small smirk. "Good. Keep being good and I'll fuck you every night this month." Without another word, he entwines his good hand with yours, pulling you towards the restaurant. Thank God no one else is in the parking lot so they didn't see that. Not that you would care, but still.

He brings you inside, strolling right past the entrance as if already knowing where he's going. He guides you to the back, where the rest of the crew is waiting. Looks like you're the last ones. Baekhyun is on the end in his wheelchair, staring at the two of you. The others are all gathered around, so Jimin pulls you to the two open chairs right next to each other. Taehyung and Jungkook are across from you, the pair sitting next to each other. Seulgi and Hoseok are next to them, Sapphire and Yoongi next to you. The table has a long tablecloth, and Jimin signals you to move your legs under it. Oh no. Oh fuck no, he's not thinking what you think he's thinking, right?

Regardless, you obey him, pulling your chair closer to the table. "One year of fighting together," Jimin says, his hand falling to your thigh. Of course he made sure to sit on the side with his good hand. That's not coincidence. Oh fuck. The hand on your thigh goes underneath your dress instantly, making you gulp. "I'd like to announce that I'm not paying for all this, we're getting separate checks. I love you guys, but not that much."

"Rude," Jungkook replies with a cheeky smile.

In his other hand, Jimin grabs his phone, keeping it face down on his leg. However, that doesn't stop him from using his thumb to turn the vibrator on, the thing shaking inside you. You plaster a smile on your face despite the way Jimin's pleasuring you under the table, his good hand going up to meet the vibrator. To make things worse, he starts rubbing your bud, playing with it like there's no tomorrow. God you want to just throw your head back and moan, but you resist.

"So, here we are," Jungkook says, motioning to his crew.

"Here we are. Eleven sober assholes," Jimin repeats, keeping the vibrator on inside you.

"Fuck," you mumble, taking a sip from the water already on the table for you.

"We need alcohol to function," Jungkook says, peeking around the table for a bottle.

Jimin hums in agreement. "I wish I had some for you Kook, but I guess we have to wait for now."

Fuck. Waiting.

The two minute wait is excruciating to say the least. Jimin keeps playing with you, rubbing your clit, teasing you. He shoots you a small smirk as if sensing how distressed you are, keeping the vibrator on a steady pace. Chatter breaks out amongst the crew, but right now, you can't pay attention to any of it as he brings you closer by the second. When the two minute wait is finally up and a waiter comes over, you can barely even focus on that either.

Jimin ends up getting multiple bottles of champagne for the crew to share, deciding to pay for that at least. "My last paycheck from the war alone is enough to settle me for life, let me handle this one guys," he says, motioning to the champagne being brought over in ice buckets.

Several flutes are placed around the table, everyone going for the alcohol. You eye it, wanting it badly, but if you move you know you'll moan. It doesn't matter how softly you moan, they'll still be able to hear it. Granted, there's jazz music playing and the chatter from the crew that fills the air, but you don't want to risk it, especially when assholes like Taehyung have enhanced hearing. Wait that's mean, Tae isn't an ass, his enhancements are. There's a difference.

"You're not drinking, babe?" Jimin asks, raising a cocky brow at you. In that moment, you want to flip him off, but you decide to force a smile.

"I thought you were gonna be a gentleman and get one for your fiancée."

"Ooh she's got a point, Min. Be nice to her," Jungkook says with a giggle. Someone's giggly today. You eye him strangely, noticing that Taehyung is oddly quiet. He has his eyes on the table cloth, his hands folded together. Poor Tae is probably tired.

Jimin turns up the vibrator suddenly, making you jump. "M-Maybe I should get it myself, knowing you, you'd probably spill it. You're good at popping champagne, not pouring," you say, covering up your jump.

"I got it, baby. Don't worry," he cheekily replies, kissing your cheek. "Let your big, strong, handsome man handle this."

"You have one hand," you say, but he simply shrugs as he removes his fingers from you, wiping them on your thigh before going up to the bottle. Ugh, gross, he definitely didn't wipe off everything he has stained on his fingers. Oh well, you can't really stop him without revealing what's going on, so you keep your mouth shut. He goes for the bottle, grabbing it with his good hand before turning back to you.

You watch as he pours it successfully into your flute, giving you a cocky grin. "See? I have strong hands," he whispers, placing the bottle back down. Almost instantly, his hand goes back to your thigh, going under your dress and palming you again. Fuck you can't do this. He turns up the vibrator even more, making you clutch the ends of your dress under the table, gritting your teeth.

Yoongi glances at the two of you, making you go still. "So, Yoons," you start, trying to distract him. He has intelligence enhancements, you need to distract him the most. "How are you?"

His left eye twitches. "Uh... what?" Is he okay?

"How are you?"

He blinks, peeping over at Sapphire, who gives him a small smile. "I'm great, how are you?"

"Wonderful," you sarcastically reply, glaring at Jimin.

He pecks your lips. "Love you baby."

"Love you more," you reply, forcing another smile as you shift to Hoseok and Seulgi. Before you can even speak, the pleasure starts to become too much. That familiar knot in your stomach is coming back, causing you to bite your inner cheeks to prevent any sounds from coming out. Fuck this is gonna be so hard to hold back. He knows that, that's exactly why he's doing it.

Seulgi seems to be staring off into space, her biting her cheeks too. Hoseok is glancing around the table with a smile, his eyes going for Baekhyun. "How's the chair treating you?"

"Good actually, it's not as hard as I thought it would be," Baekhyun replies, seemingly the only one at this table not distracted. Speaking of distractions, both Jin and Anya are uncharacteristically quiet. Jin is normally the second loudest one (right behind Jungkook, who's also rather quiet).

Before you can look at them, Jimin moves up and down your clit in circles, making you curse under your breath. Jimin turns to you, watching your face closely since he knows what's coming (ha). You gaze back at him with wide eyes, trying to tell him 'not here', but he ignores you. Your lower half is squirming under the table, your eyes forming tears as you bite back your moans, the feeling both painful and strangely pleasurable.

Soon enough, he leans forward and kisses you, muffling your soft whines as you cum, your thighs squeezed together. "Ewww, if you wanted to make out with each other, get a room," Baekhyun says. Jimin just flips him off with his injured hand, deepening his kiss with you. Thank God he does, he completely muffles the soft moans you're letting out. If anyone can even hear them, they'll probably think it's from the way he's kissing you. Perfect.

As soon as he thinks you've ridden down from your high, he turns off the vibrator and pulls back, shooting you a grin. "Your lips taste so good, baby. Sorry, I couldn't resist."

"Cheeky bastard," you mumble back, softly smiling. You're slightly out of breath, but you try your best to cover it up. It's like when you run up a bunch of stairs and can't breathe but want to seem cool to the ones around you, so you just don't breathe instead, or try taking in small breaths. Yeah, that feeling. It feels like you're dying trying to catch your breath, but oh well.

After another minute of small talk between the members of the crew who seem somewhat mentally present, you feel the vibrations start again. You whip around to look at him, but his eyes are on Baekhyun, nodding to something he said. Your hand falls to his thigh, making him go still. Two can play this game. Two can play it. You unzip his pants, causing him to grab your wrist with his good hand.

You smirk at his reaction. He can't stop this, this is happening one way or another. He almost dropped his phone stopping you, that would've been awkward. You bite back a giggle as he slowly loosens his grip on you, realizing he can't do anything to stop this. What's he gonna do? Turn to you and say 'only daddy can pleasure you under the table'? Is that it? Make it obvious? What, will he hold both your hands with his one good hand to prevent you from doing anything? Pfft, as if.

His zipper lowers, and you reach your hand inside, going under his boxers and feeling his warm cock. God damn he's already getting hard under your touch. You're quick to pump him up and down, teasing his length. You're careful (as always) not to squeeze too tightly, deciding to give him a light handjob. He turns up the vibrator, trying to punish you for doing this, but you don't care. Actually, you've lost the effort to care about anything happening around you.

Jimin clears his throat. "I have to use the bathroom." You glare at him, sensing the smirk he desperately wants to show you. "I'll be back, don't burn the place down. At least not without me." He glances at you, causing you to pout and pull your hand back, zipping him up just in time for him to depart. He hides his boner as best he can as he leaves the party room, leaving you alone with the others. Oh yeah, something you forgot to think about: the vibrator is still popping off inside you, and he took his phone with him.

It turns up, making you squeeze your legs together in an attempt to save yourself, but of course, it doesn't work. "How's the wedding planning coming along?" Hoseok asks you.

You look over at him, noticing Seulgi is still completely dazed. "I-I, uh," you stutter, unable to think straight due to the pleasure between your legs. You gulp down your stutters, letting out a small sigh. "It's hard to find anything yet because of the war," you say, pausing to catch your breath. "Everything's slowly opening up, so we'll make more progress next week."

Hoseok nods in understanding, peeking around at the others. "Everyone's pretty quiet today," Hoseok says. Taehyung is practically passed out, his head on Jungkook's shoulder, his eyes closed. Jungkook is staring at his husband with a slight smirk, causing you to furrow your brows. As soon as you look around, your eyes widen.

Oh you're fucking kidding.

No one's hands are visible on the table except for Baekhyun's. Are you kidding? Is this really happening? As soon as you connect the dots, you stare in shock. Another minute passes of your core being destroyed, you just staring, but eventually Jimin comes back and sits next to you. "Bad girl," he murmurs, his hand finding your clit almost instantly. You bite back your whimper as yet again, he brings you close to the edge.

"I'm not going to kiss you this time. Let me see that gorgeous face hold back your moans," he whispers so only you can hear. You shakily nod, then, look at the others.

"Min," you say, trying not to moan but also trying to get his attention. However, you never get his attention. Instead, he speeds up both his fingers and the vibrator, trying to get you to cum again. Well, fuck. Here it comes.

You place your hand over your mouth, putting your elbow on the table and leaning into it, trying to play it off as you just observing the others rather than hiding your facial expressions. Jimin is quick to make you cum again, your eyes closing to hide the pure pleasure he gives you. You can tell he wants to lick you clean based on how he's cherishing your moisture with his fingers, rubbing the substance around every inch of skin on his index and middle fingers.

As soon as you manage to come down from your high, your teeth biting the skin on your hand to prevent any moans, you let out a breath, turning to him. "We're not the only ones," you mutter, slightly panting. His eyes widen as he processes your words, peering around at the others. There's only small chatter present, most of the couples focusing on doing each other instead.

Jimin looks for a few more seconds before bursting out laughing, nearly falling off his chair. Everyone turns their attention to him, even the dazed members of the crew. "Okay, okay. I'm calm, that's just fucking funny," he says, still softly chuckling. "Are we seriously all playing with each other under the table? Let's be honest." Everyone goes still, the couples mortified. That gives Jimin the answer he needs, him laughing again.

"Oh my God that's fucking hilarious," he says, tears in his eyes from the laughter.

"Are you kidding me?" Baekhyun asks with a groan, looking around at his crewmates. "Are you serious? You can't contain your hormones for one nice family dinner? Seriously?" Baekhyun continues, scoffing.

"So ten out of the eleven of us are horny?" Tae asks. The ten nod. "Alright." He looks around one more time before smiling. "So, uh... orgy?"

~22:01~

"Are you just gonna stare?"

Jimin nods. "She's gorgeous, isn't she?" Taehyung agrees, glancing over at Jungkook. His husband is drunk, but Tae doesn't even care. He shrugs it off, leaning against the bar stool.

"Taaae," Jungkook whines, placing his head on Taehyung's shoulder.

"Whaaaat?" Tae whines back, gently stroking Jungkook's locks.

"Let's go dance!" he says.

Before Taehyung can even comment, Jungkook grabs his hand and pulls him into the crowd. Taehyung sighs, accepting his fate as Jungkook leads them to Y/N's spot, dancing next to her. Are they paying attention to her? No. Mostly since as soon as they get there, Jungkook slams his lips on Taehyung's. He's not even surprised anymore, he just kisses back, the kiss quickly turning into a make out session.

Taehyung knows he doesn't want Jungkook to take control today. Tae wants to pin him down for once. Tae fights back against Jungkook, getting aggressive. Is Tae slightly intoxicated? Maybe. Okay... yeah, but only slightly. So they both have alcohol in their system, that's not a bad thing. Drunk sex hits different, and right now, that's Taehyung's goal. So, he makes the moves he needs to.

He pulls away from Jungkook, about to tell Y/N that they'll be back later, but she's gone. When he looks up, he sees Jimin pulling her out of the crowd. Pfft, looks like Taehyung isn't the only one getting laid tonight. Regardless, Tae grabs Jungkook's hand and follows Jimin. He can't see where his Captain went, but he follows the path he knows Jimin took. Easily enough, they make it out of the crowd in time to see the door to one of the private rooms closing. Poor Y/N is getting destroyed tonight.

"What's going on?" Jungkook asks, blinking rapidly.

"You'll see," Tae replies, equally as dazed but hiding it much better. He pulls Jungkook down the hall, turning knobs on numerous private rooms. They're all locked except for the one in the back, this one small but cute. It has a nice bed, a couch, and LED lights hung up around the ceiling. Jungkook goes in first, Tae closing the door behind him, locking it.

"Strip," Tae says.

Jungkook whips around, raising a brow. "Excuse me?"

"Strip."

"Why?" Jungkook asks.

"I'll give you three guesses, two of which don't count," Tae says with an eye roll, taking off his shirt. Jungkook licks his lower lip, mimicking Tae's actions. "It's my turn tonight," Tae whispers as his enhancements start to glow. The party music faintly heard only turns Tae on even more as he walks closer, smirking. "Get on the bed. I want to be on top of you."

Jungkook returns his smirk. "Yes sir." Tae winks as Jungkook takes off his shoes and pants, leaving his boxers on before Tae strides over to the bed. Jungkook's cocky today, thinking that Tae won't punish him for being a brat. Tae watches, biting his lower lip as Jungkook lays on the bed. Wow, he's really cocky. Taehyung can't help but find the scarring of his hip injury attractive, so much so that he smirks again. Jungkook never let injuries stop him, huh?

Tae approaches his husband, watching Jungkook keep one hand over his bulge, raising a brow at him. "Well? Are you gonna fuck me?" Jungkook asks.

Tae sits in front of him, staring at him with a smug smile. "Only if you're good," Tae replies, moving Jungkook's hand out of the way. He kisses his bulge, looking up at him with a glint of amusement in his eyes. Oh yeah, who's quiet now? Jungkook is holding his breath, watching closely while Tae's enhancements burn brighter.

"Take them off," Tae says, playing with the sides of his boxers. He pulls away, observing Jungkook drop them, tossing them away.

"Your turn," Jungkook teases, a playful look on his face.

"Do it," Tae says, kneeling. Jungkook comes closer, gently pulling down the zipper. "Hurry up."

"Or what?" Jungkook asks.

Tae keeps his expression blank. "You won't like it."

Jungkook only seems more intrigued. "Oh really?"

"Do you want to cum tonight or not?" Jungkook instantly stops being snarky. "That's what I thought. Now, hurry up and take off my clothes and maybe, just maybe, I'll pleasure you."

"Bossy. I like it," Jungkook playfully says, deciding against disobeying Tae. Within a flash, Taehyung and Jungkook are both naked, laying on the bed. "What now?" Jungkook asks. Tae drinks in Jungkook's bare body.

"Just wait, I want to see you first," he murmurs, admiring every detail. He takes his time memorizing Jungkook's soft, pink lips. His hard, strong abs. His thick, large thighs. All these details make Taehyung even more turned on, ready to just hop on Jungkook and show him how good he can make him feel. Regardless of his thoughts, Tae decides to take his time.

"I'm getting on top. Good luck handling this," Tae says with a wink, crawling over Jungkook's body.

"What are you gonna do?" he whisper-asks.

"I'm gonna make you choke."

Jungkook snorts. "Jokes on you-"

"I'd like that," Tae interrupts with a playful eye roll. "Right, got it. I'll be pleasuring you at the same time though. Don't worry, babe. I'll make you feel good."

"Are we seriously sixty-nining cause I'm perfectly fine with-"

"Jungkook."

"Yes?"

"I'm offering you sex right here, right now."

"Shutting up, got it."

Tae rotates his body, staying on top of Jungkook as he gets in position. He finds himself eye-level with Jungkook's erection, his mouth unconsciously opening, ready to take it in. Tae almost wants to submit to Jungkook and let him have his way, but Tae wants to have some fun with Jungkook's body too. So, he takes Jungkook's dick into his mouth, closing his eyes as he focuses on pleasuring his husband.

As soon as Taehyung's lips latch onto Jungkook's throbbing tip, Jungkook grabs Tae's ass and lowers him, mimicking his actions. All at once, Tae feels both his throat and lower half burn. His eyes are tearing up, but his enhancements help with that. He moves faster, Jungkook slightly thrusting his hips up on instinct. Tae does the same, thrusting down into Jungkook. Poor man must be choking back there, he's being mouth-fucked so hard.

Tae softly chuckles against Jungkook's skin, his hand pressing against Jungkook's base. He plays with it, not giving Jungkook any room to breathe as he rapidly licks at his dick. Jungkook is mimicking everything Taehyung is doing, using his hand to grab at what he can, his tongue shooting out and licking every inch of skin it can find, his mouth sucking whenever it can. Absolutely amazing. It's an absolutely amazing feeling.

Jungkook lets out a low groan, Tae returning the sound while he gets to work on trying to get Jungkook to cum. All he wants is to hear Jungkook's muffled moans as he cums into Tae's mouth. The thought turns Tae on, so he goes harder, being careful not to get any teeth in the way as his fingers dance across Jungkook's warm cock, his mouth lathering him up with saliva.

When Tae pulls back to breathe, he keeps pumping his husband's dick with his hand, panting. He didn't realize how out of breath he was. Looks like even with enhancements, Jungkook's dick takes a lot of work. No shit, it's gigantic. How the hell does he walk with this thing between his legs? Regardless of Tae's thoughts, he plays with Jungkook's pink tip, watching as it pulses under his touch.

What a glorious sight. Jungkook's girth right below him, the veins dominant, his skin covered in moisture. Tae licks his lower lip before going right back in, going up and down on the first few inches while his hand covers the rest. Jungkook is working his tongue magic against Tae too, not pausing or taking any breaks. It's safe to say Tae's body is on fire, his mouth letting small moans pass, his face showing his pleasure.

Jungkook's mouth has always been phenomenal. Always. He knows when to lick, when to suck, when to tease. He's just so perfect. It's almost like he reads Tae's mind. Tae reciprocates the way Jungkook takes him, his throat burning from how hard he's going. Jungkook needs to be knocked down a peg or two, he's always too cocky. Maybe this is Tae's strange way of doing that.

Tae pulls back, gasping for air, his eyes probably red from going for so long. He pumps Jungkook still, the man moaning against Tae's dick. Well, if that didn't turn Tae on, he's not sure what the fuck will cause that was the hottest noise in existence. Tae almost came just from that noise.

"Someone's pulsing," Tae says. Tae hears Jungkook gasp as he pulls away from Tae's dick, though it's hard since Tae's on top, he tries his best to escape his husband's length anyway.

"Tae, please..."

Tae smirks, lowering his hips to trail his cock around the outside of Jungkook's lips. Jungkook goes still, letting Tae tease him. "Do you want to cum?"

Jungkook sucks in a breath. "Yes."

"Where are your manners?" Tae asks.

Jungkook lets out a huff. "Please. Yes, please." Taehyung freezes at that.

Is Jeon Jungkook giving Jeon Taehyung sass?

Tae chuckles. "If you want to cum, you're going to have to beg harder than that. Oh, and try without the sass, otherwise I'll have to put you on all fours and punish you." Jungkook goes still, clearly intrigued by the idea, but he ultimately decides to give into Tae's command.

"Tae, please," he says, still out of breath from his sucking. "Please keep going. Make me cum, I'll do whatever you want just... please."

Tae snickers. "Cute."

He gives Jungkook what he wants; he goes back to sucking him, Jungkook doing the same to Tae. As soon as Jungkook's skilled mouth hits Tae's tip, he feels his entire body shake. Uh oh, he's close. Time to get Jungkook there too. Tae steps up his game, doing all the small things he knows Jungkook likes. The little tongue flicks across his tip, the finger trails from his mid-base to his balls, the gagging sounds that come from Tae's throat as he works. Tae starts doing all of those things, making his gagging sounds more prominent while he tries to make Jungkook cum.

Tae feels himself twitching, his body tingling everywhere, his heartbeat going through the roof. After only a few seconds, he releases inside Jungkook's mouth, moaning while slowing his movements, unable to take the pleasure. It hits him so hard, his entire body shaking as Jungkook makes him cum. Tae tries his best with his hand, keeping his pace on Jungkook. A few moments pass, and Tae feels Jungkook twitching, Tae's mouth eagerly sucking and licking at him to get him to release as well.

Since Tae is recovered from his high, he's able to focus on his technique much more, flicking his tongue enough to get Jungkook to become a moaning mess underneath him. Tae can sense he's close, so he doesn't stop until he feels the liquid squirt out and land in Tae's mouth. They both moan, Tae sucking for a few more seconds, lapping up every ounce of Jungkook.

They're both panting as they pull away, Tae sliding off of Jungkook so he doesn't die. That would be bad. He looks at his husband, who's eyes are wide as he stares at the ceiling. "Oops, did I go too hard?" Tae teases, coming closer.

Jungkook shakes his head. "No that was... wow. Post-nut clarity, sorry."

"You might want to come out of it, babe."

Jungkook stares at Tae, raising a brow. "Huh? Why?" Tae smirks in response.

"Get on all fours. We're not done yet..."

~22:03~

Jimin stares at her as she dances in the middle of the floor, Jungkook and Tae next to her. However, they're drunk and sloppily making out with each other, so it doesn't even matter. They're not paying attention to her. But he is. He's watching every move. He already made her cum twice today. Time for another two times. He licks his lower lip, leaning back on the bar stool with his drink in his hand. God damn her curves. They're tempting him to come up and bend her over in front of everyone. He'd love to eat her out from behind, make her cum roll down her thighs...

He blinks, bringing himself out of his imagination. That's the last thing he should think about right now. Not in front of everyone, that's a little obnoxious. Just a little. Now since he's a public figure, if he fucked her in the middle of the dance floor, that recording would be everywhere. He'll have to fuck her somewhere else. There's the private rooms... oh, that's actually a great idea.

He gets up, downing the rest of his drink and placing it on the bar top before storming over. He makes his way through the crowd in time to see a guy approach her. He puts his hands on Y/N's hips, making Jimin's eyes go dark. "Hey beautiful, want to have a good time?" he asks.

She steps away from him. "Sorry." She holds up her ring. "Taken."

"Just one night?" he asks with a smirk.

Y/N dryly laughs. "Sorry, no. I only listen to my husband."

"Oh really?"

As soon as he starts to get closer, Jimin can't take any more. He rushes behind her, the man seeing him. Jimin squeezes her ass with his good hand, making her jump for a moment before relaxing once she sees it's him. "She's mine," he says, glaring right at him.

"Uh huh, sure," the man says, unconvinced.

He grabs Y/N's hand, then motions to the man. "Follow us." Although confused, he does.

Jimin guides them out of the crowd and to the back, where the private rooms are. He listens closely, finding a room that's free before walking inside. The man goes in first, Jimin and Y/N behind him. Jimin kicks the door shut, Y/N looking at him in confusion as he locks it. "Sit," he tells the man, who does, he sits right on the couch.

Jimin brings her to the bench near the wall of the room, pushing her onto it. Almost instantly, he kisses her, her kissing back out of instinct. He sucks on her lips, moaning against her. When he pulls back, he turns to the man. "You really want to see who she belongs to?" Jimin asks, licking his lower lip. The man stares in shock. "You either leave and know your place, or watch me make her cum. Up to you."

He ignores the man completely as he goes back to making out with his girl, who kisses him back. His hand slips under her dress, massaging her clit as he moans. He took the vibrator out before they left the car, so now it's just her. She comes up on his lap, him pressing his hand up against her heat. She whines, needy for more. He pulls his lips away, unzipping her dress while staring at her with lust-filled eyes.

"I told you, baby. As long as you're good, daddy will fuck you all night long," he whispers. He turns to the man, who's sitting there and staring, still surprised. "Well?"

"I'll stay," he says, watching closely.

Jimin smirks, peeking up at Y/N as if asking for permission to remove her dress. She nods, too in the moment to even care about the other one in the room. "You don't care?" he whisper-asks. She grunts, unbuttoning his shirt.

"Just fuck me already. I've waited almost three weeks for this." Well, he can't argue with that.

He takes off her dress, him backing up so she can help strip him. Soon enough, they're both naked, him spinning her around. He stands, placing one of her knees on the bench while her other leg stays on the ground, hoisting her ass up to give Jimin a perfect view. He slaps it with his good hand, unable to help himself. Jimin fulfills his fantasy from earlier, leaning down so he can eat her out from behind, licking over her sensitive area, lapping up her juices. He licks and licks, moaning against her before pulling back slightly.

"Fuck baby, I wanna drown in your pussy. You're so fucking wet, so naughty." He rubs circles against her, then places his mouth over her, sucking up her sweetness again. She moans, her cheek pressed against the bench. After thirty seconds, he pulls back to breathe, fingering her now. "Such a good girl, you like the way daddy pleasures you?" She whimpers, nodding rapidly. He moans to tease her, speeding up the two fingers he has inside her. "Daddy's gonna make you cum, baby," he whispers, squeezing her ass as best as he can with his other hand. "Daddy's gonna make you feel so damn good."

Soon enough, he can feel how needy she is. She's pulsing already, ready to cum again. He removes his fingers, licking them clean while she pleads him to make her cum. He picks her up despite his injury, bringing her to the bed. Jimin tosses her on it, climbing over her as she rotates her body. Almost instantly, he fucks her missionary style, moaning at the contact. She moans as well, her fingers digging into his back.

"Ah, good girl," he says in a groan, fucking her raw. "Take me all in, princess. Focus on the way daddy's cock stretches you." Jimin doesn't waste any time. He pounds into her just like he said he would. She's a moaning mess, whining and begging for more. Of course, he gives in, fucking her as fast as he can, letting his head dive to her neck.

His lips attach themselves to her skin, leaving a trail of open mouth kisses down her neck and collarbone. He licks over his kisses, moisture covering her bare body as he goes deep inside her, making himself moan. "Fuck," he says, desperately thrusting to get more. He blows over the moisture he left, her body shivering at the sudden cold air hitting her wet skin. As soon as he's done blowing on her, he smirks, sensing her pleasure.

"Is that nice, sweetheart?" he asks, holding her hips and slowing his movements, focusing on going harder.

She's dazed, but she manages to reply. "Just like that, daddy."

At her praise, he keeps going, loving the way she makes him feel. The other person in the room becomes an afterthought as Jimin pumps his warm cock in and out of her, making sure to lather himself up with her wetness. Granted, the idea that someone is watching how good Jimin makes her feel turns him on, but he still doesn't pay much attention to it. He doesn't care about the other one, he only cares about the girl beneath him, begging for him.

Jimin keeps treating her like a queen, giving her all the pleasure she desires, moaning right into her ear and thrusting. His hips are sore from the effort, but he doesn't care. The sound of him going in and out of her fills the air, turning him on even more. "Fuck," he says with a whine, knowing that he's waited too long for this. Almost three weeks of waiting, this feels even better than he could ever imagine. His entire lower half is on fire, burning, his stomach tying up.

"Ahh, baby. Can you take my cum?" he asks, and she moans in response, nodding. "Are you gonna cum for daddy?"

"Y-Yes, harder daddy, please."

He does as she asks, surprised she can take this much, but he's not complaining. He feels himself going over, releasing inside her with a loud moan. "Baby," he says, whimpering and desperately going harder to ride out his orgasm. "Fuck!" He gasps and keeps whining, falling to her neck again to suck on her skin. After a few more seconds of pumping, she moans with him, her entire body squirming, her nails digging into his back.

Fucking hell, that was so good. He keeps moaning, his body shaking with hers, the pleasure overwhelming. "Fuck, baby," he says, slowing down his thrusts. She trembles, her body jolting under him. They both pant practically in-sync. He pulls back, gazing at her scrunched up face. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. He kisses her softly, her still trembling while kissing back.

Jimin pulls himself out of her, replacing his dick with his fingers, causing her to lurch. He chuckles as he backs away from her lips, watching her stare at him. "B-Baby," she whispers in shock.

"Shh, let daddy pleasure you," he murmurs, kissing her nose, then her chin, going down more and more until he reaches her center. He licks. She rapidly shakes even more. Damn, she's so overstimulated. What a gorgeous sight. He sucks her lips, playing with her bud with his tongue, flicking at it, his hands on both her thighs to keep them apart.

His lips smack against her juices, the sound blessing his ears, his mouth covered with her cum, some of his smearing across his face as well. "Fuck," he whispers, making sure to blow air on her needy clit. She whines, her hands going for his hair. He lets her play with his blond locks as he works, eating her out, driving her crazy. "You taste so fucking good, darling." He moans, using his good hand to play with her lips. "Look at you, pulsing for me. I bet you want to cum again, don't you?" She gives him doe eyes, nodding. He smirks, giving the top of her clit a quick kiss.

He keeps licking at her like there's no tomorrow, the time passing as he enjoys himself, playing with her sensitive area. "Give me another. Come on, obey your daddy, give me another," he says, going right back in to make her cum. She listens to him, practically screaming as she releases again, him lapping up everything he can get. When she's done climaxing on his lips, he pants, looking up at her. "I'm gonna eat you out all night long. I want you to cum over and over again until your pussy can't take any more. Until you physically have no more cum to give me. Got it?" For a moment, she looks afraid, then, she smirks.

"Let's do it, daddy."

~22:10~

"Are they all fucking?"

Hoseok nods, glancing over at poor Baekhyun. He simply sighs. "I'm not even surprised. Where did Sapphire and Yoongi go?" Baekhyun asks. Hoseok points, Baekhyun's eyes following Hoseok's finger. The two are in the corner of the room, Sapphire pinning Yoongi to the wall and aggressively making out with him. Oh yeah, even from here Hobi can see tongue. Ugh, ew. Granted, Hoseok will be in the same spot in a few minutes, but still.

Seulgi comes back over, handing Baekhyun a drink which he gratefully takes. "I can't handle this crew sober," Hoseok says.

"I guess all the hormones just poured out all at once," she replies with a shrug.

"We've all been so tired we haven't been fucking much so, it makes sense I guess," Hoseok adds, Seulgi nodding in agreement.

"Even Hobi and I haven't fucked. Maybe like once but that's it, I don't even remember."

"You'll definitely remember tonight," he cheekily says, causing Baekhyun to groan.

"I give up with you two. I really, truly do. Why am I friends with everyone?"

Seulgi purses her lips. "Good question. Deep down you love us. When we're not horny as fuck."

"The problem with that is, at least two of you are always horny as fuck," Baekhyun complains.

"Actually, at least four. Jimin, Y/N, Jungkook, and Taehyung," Hoseok corrects.

Baekhyun shakes his head. "I give up with this crew."

"As you should. Alright Seul, is it our turn to get in on this?"

"Hell no!" Seulgi says, causing Hoseok to jump.

"Damn girl, someone's feisty."

"You've been dating me for how long now?"

Hoseok shrugs. "Fair, can't argue with that."

Baekhyun glances up at Hoseok. "You two are insane, you know that?"

"Yet we're hanging out with you while the others are fucking. Taehyung and Jungkook? Saw them going to a private room, same with Jimin and Y/N. We can see Sapphire and Yoongi, and we all know Jin and Anya left early to get the mansion to themselves," Seulgi says.

Baekhyun nods. "So you two really are the only couple not fucking."

Seulgi and Hoseok slowly lock eyes. "Threesome?" Seulgi offers.

Baekhyun chuckles. "In my dreams maybe."

Hoseok smirks. "I'd be fine with that."

"Oh nu uh, I was joking. I'm not sharing," Seulgi replies, shaking her finger at him.

"Oh please, you wouldn't have to share me. Baekhyun can just-"

"I mean me. We're not sharing me. My mouth, my vag-"

"Anyway," Baekhyun interrupts.

Hoseok nods his thanks. "Anyway indeed. How do you think everyone's holding up?"

Baekhyun leans back in his wheelchair, peeking around the club as the LED lights fade overhead, "I'm holding up okay, all thing's considered. I thought the wheelchair life wouldn't be for me, but honestly, it's kind of relaxing. Only thing I'm scared of is relationships, I guess."

"The sexual aspects or the emotional aspects?" Hoseok asks.

"Both. Who would love someone sitting in a chair?"

"You'd be surprised," Seulgi replies. "Have you talked to Aurora since the incident?"

"We haven't met in person. She survived, thank God, but we only talked a little bit. I told her I'd be back soon after dealing with the clean up process and the mental evaluations. We've only texted here and there."

"Byun Baekhyun," Hoseok says with a groan..

He shrugs. "She'll lose interest as soon as she finds out, I'm saving myself here."

"Meet her and find out," Seulgi says. "She seems like a nice girl from what you've told us."

"Yeah, you deserve happiness. You practically put down your life to save another person. I'd say you deserve a whole ass statue made just for you," Hoseok says.

Baekhyun softly smiles at Hoseok and Seulgi's words. "You guys really think so?"

"Are you kidding? We know so," Seulgi replies, nodding.

They fall into a comfortable silence, gazing out at the club. Hoseok's eyes flicker over to Yoongi and Sapphire every once in a while, watching as they shamelessly make out. Looks like it hasn't escalated yet, but it will soon. They're just making out in the corner, not caring about the people around them. Hoseok bites back a snort. Classic Yoongi and Sapphire. Not giving a damn about the rest of the world.

"How are you guys?" Baekhyun asks. "And answer honestly."

"Well, being able to sleep in without worrying about the Martian threat is nice, so I can't complain," Seulgi says. Hoseok quietly nods.

"Hobi?" Baekhyun asks, causing him to sigh.

"I'm okay. I've been better, but also worse. I'm worried for our future, but that's nothing anyone can help with right now, you know? I'm just excited to have a destination in life."

"For the first time in a while, we're on our own. Living, relaxing... no threats. It is pretty weird, that's for sure," Baekhyun says, nodding. Hoseok hums in agreement, peeling his eyes off of the couple in the corner to instead look at his girl. Seulgi stares back, giving him a soft smile that says 'I love you'. He returns the expression, giving her a precious smile. "How do you think the others are?" Baekhyun asks, bringing Hobi out of his thoughts.

"They seem pretty okay. I think we're all just recovering," Hoseok says.

"So is Mars apparently," Seulgi says with a snort.

"So let me get this straight, Earth has patrols set up around Mars, a leader monitoring their transmissions and military, a whole ass relief team going to their civilians and conducting searches and shit?" Baekhyun asks.

Seulgi nods. "Earth is covering Mars 24/7. They're not risking any rebellions or a part 2 of the war. Can't say I blame them, I'd do the same if I was a leader of Earth."

Baekhyun and Hoseok nod. "What about the rest of the solar system?" the Pilot asks.

"The Belt submitted to Earth, sending over all their technology and military strategies. Ganymede was always on our side, same with Sturgeon. The other civilizations remained neutral. Callisto, Titan, Europa... they don't care. None of them do."

"Triton?" Baekhyun asks.

"I wish I had an answer. Earth is apparently sending military teams out there to exterminate the last of the aliens, if there's any left," Seulgi says.

"Maybe we'll get an answer as to what the hell those things are," Hoseok grumbles.

"You know, despite everything, I never lost faith in us," Seulgi suddenly says, peering out at the dance floor.

"Hm?" Hoseok asks, raising a single brow.

"This whole journey, at any time we could have died, or anyone could have given up, but I always knew we'd pull through. I knew the crew wouldn't give up or die. And it looks like I was right. Other than Namjoon, we stayed strong and kept our heads together."

"Do you think maybe there's a reason for that?" Hoseok asks. Seulgi quirks a brow. "Well, Namjoon was the only member of our crew to..." He pauses. "Do you think that wasn't an accident? Maybe in some strange way, he's looking over us ?" Hoseok already knows the answer since he saw Namjoon's ghost. He saw him a few weeks back in the peak of the battle. However, Seulgi's answer still leaves him floored.

"Yeah. Yeah, I think he is."