Yoongi

I woke up the next morning to an unfamiliar ringtone. I squinted and rolled over in my bed, not wanting to answer it. A pillow was thrown at me, making me sit up. "Answer your phone!" Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows at me.

I did the same thing back at him.

"That's not my phone!" I threw the pillow back to the bed next to mine, completely missing Jungkook as I did so. I looked over to my bedside table and squinted at the phone.

It had a black lock screen and the ringtone sounded familiar. "Who the hell is calling me this early?" I questioned to myself.

"It's past lunch, YoonYoon." Jungkook looked over at the television with sparkly eyes as he smiled, sucking on a popsicle. I groaned and grabbed the phone, recognizing the number that was calling. My number?

I answered the phone after clearing my throat. "Hello?" I said. Some movement was made on the other end and I heard heavy breathing.

"You took my phone instead of yours." I heard the familiar voice, making my heart stop.

When I looked over at Jungkook, he was looking back at me. I held up my hand and shooed him away as I threw the blanket off of me and ran into the bathroom.

"Well, I'll just come get it." I whispered, not wanting anything I said to be heard through the walls of the bathroom. I heard a moan come from the other side of the phone, causing my eyebrow to raise. What the-

"V~" I heard a woman's voice.

Taehyung let out a "Fuck" before he hung up the phone. I glared down at the phone in annoyance. Did he just call me while having sex with someone? Seriously? Already?

A text came through Taehyung's phone.

-I'll get you a taxi-

I rolled my eyes at the message and sent the hotel's address to him. I freshened up in the bathroom and went back into the bedroom to find clothes to wear. "I'm going back to Taehyung's house." I told Jungkook, not wanting to lie any more than I already had.

"Why?" He asked. "Can I come, too?"

  Thoughts of me acting suspicious near the both of them came into my head, answering Jungkook's question easily. "No." I said as I shook my head. I picked out clothes and started heading towards the bathroom to change. "I left my phone. It won't take me long." I told Jungkook. He frowned.

  "Okay, I'll let you go alone only if you get Namjoon and Taehyung's number for me." Jungkook said loudly as I closed the bathroom door. I changed into the different clothes.

When I opened the bathroom door, I smiled weakly at Kook. "Sure, I'll get Namjoon's number for you." I said. He furrowed his eyebrows at me as he turned red.

"That's not what I—"

"Mhm." I stuck my tongue out as I shut the hotel door before he could talk back.

I slowly made my way into the elevator, pressing the button to go down. When I got to the first floor, I went outside and searched for any taxi. Which damn taxi is it? I looked around at about ten taxis around the hotel.

"Min Yoongi?" A man walked up to me. I looked up at him, eyes widening at the black tuxedo and earpiece he was wearing.

What the hell is this?

"Yes, I'm Yoongi." I stared blankly at him.

He stepped back and opened the back door to a black car. I didn't know what type of car it was, but it was shiny and probably expensive.

Stupid idol.

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I arrived at Taehyung's house once again, just like last night. This time the house was much more easy to see since it was daytime. I stepped out of the car as the man in the suit opened the door for me. When I thanked him, he nodded his head and got back in the car.

As I stepped up the stairs to the front door, it suddenly opened. I eventually stood face to face with Taehyung and he look down at me with a slight smirk. I rolled my eyes at him.

This time, instead of wearing his expensive clothes from the concert, he was wearing a black T-shirt with ripped jeans on, showing off his slightly tan skin. "Phone?" He said, making me come back to earth.

I realized that I was staring at him and I frowned as he was looking even more cocky than ever. He held out my phone to me and smiled. As I looked at the phone, I remembered the phone call and the moans on his end.

My eyebrows scrunched together as I stared at the phone. I slowly looked up into Taehyung's eyes as he wiggled the phone and held out his other hand. "Who was the girl from earlier?" I snatched my phone from him.

  He dropped his arms and shrugged nonchalantly. "Just some chick who wanted to fuck." He smiled. "Where's my phone?"

  I rolled my eyes and took his phone out of my pocket. "Wanted to fuck who? Taehyung or V? Because if I'm not mistaken, she obviously only wanted to fuck the idol, V." I scoffed.

She doesn't know him. She obviously thinks she does. My face went blank once I realized my argument. I did the same thing.

  I handed him his phone and he put it in his pocket. "So what? Isn't that a good thing?" Taehyung said as he leaned against the door.

  "No, it's not." I pushed passed him and into his house. He twisted his head as I invited myself in, but I didn't care. "You are such a bad Idol, Taehyung." I argued with him. "You used your fame to get into a girl's pants. Don't you feel guilty at all?" I crossed my arms.

  Taehyung laughed at me.

He looked me dead in the eyes and laughed at me like I'm a clown or a joke. Really?

  "You have no room to talk, Min Yoongi." He said. "I'm sure that your little boyfriend would love to know that I fucked you senseless last night, wouldn't he?" Taehyung smirked.

  My arms dropped. What's he saying?

  "Don't you feel guilty?" He walked closer to me as he closed the door. I stepped back and my heel hit the wall, making me stop. "Don't you feel guilty for being with me last night?" He trapped me against his arms and moved his face closer to my ear.

  I couldn't move, and I didn't know how to feel as his breath hit my skin, making my heart thump loudly in my chest. "Why does it matter who I fuck, Yoongi?" He whispered. "You have a boyfriend," I felt his teeth suddenly sink into my ear, biting it. "It shouldn't matter." His hot breath hit my skin as he pulled away from me, kissing my ear in the process. "Should it?"

  "S-Shut up." I tried to push him away from me, but he pinned me against the wall again and crouched to be eye to eye with me.

  "Don't act like you wouldn't love to bend over for me again, baby boy." Taehyung smirked.

  Footsteps came beside us, making our heads turn. Namjoon stood about five feet away from us, holding an apple as he slowly bit into it. "Is this a wrong time?" He asked with wide eyes.

  I shook my head and took the opportunity to push Taehyung off of me. "Actually, I need your number." I looked up at Namjoon.

  He tilted his head as I pulled out my phone and handed it to him. "Wait, what?" Taehyung stared at me. I nodded my head and decided not to make eye contact with Taehyung.

  Namjoon gave me my phone back after he typed in his number with a smiley face.

  "There ya go." He smiled at me.

  Taehyung squinted at Namjoon. "Why do you want his number? You have a boyfriend—"

  "It's for Jungkook." I put my phone in my pocket and opened the front door.

  Namjoon smiled at that. "Tell him I said hi."

  I gave him a thumbs up. "Maybe I'll see you later or something." I told him. I looked at Taehyung and scoffed as I walked out.

  I hope I never see you again.

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Sorry.... it usually doesn't take me this long to update lmao

(Great job wembley, you guys made me cry two days in a row. A RECORD)