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Masquerade II: Welcome to Burlesque & Balls. PART 2. [BTS x Reader fic]

With a mask, you could be whoever you want to be. You could be someone completely different, or you could be unabashedly yourself.

**DISCLAIMER: Since this is the second saga of MASQUERADE, there will be SPOILERS! So if you haven’t already, it is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED that you read Masquerade first before this for context and for better understanding, plus you won’t spoil the ending of that story for yourself. ;) **

Link to previous story here: MASQUERADE

Summary: Being the receptionist of Club Masquerade and working as a barista wasn’t quite enough to make your ends meet comfortably, so when a new place opens up nearby that’s looking for attractive females to perform in a neo-Burlesque club, you jumped at the chance for a new job and a chance to do something more than sitting behind a desk or counter. But just like your financial status, your love life wasn’t all too great either. When it seemed like all hope was lost, fate had other plans for you. Unexpected suitors waltzed into your life in various ways, and unbeknownst to each of them, you play the field, hoping to overcome your fears and finally find Mr. Right among them…

          But it seems you’re not the only one keeping secrets.    

Link to Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

Club Au, Masquerade Ball Au, Burlesque Au

Taehyung x Reader x Jimin

Fluff & Smut

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Originally posted by chimchams

           "So that’s his name? Just… V?“ Silver giggled into the phone. "It sounds cute already.”

           "Right?“ You grinned. "Oh my gosh. I’m so nervous. Should I message him first or wait for him to message me?”

           "I would wait.“ Silver suggested. "Besides, you’re at work right now. You need to be in a place where you can really be into the messaging. Plus you don’t want to be too eager or come off desperate.”

           "Alright.“ You exhaled excitedly. "I’ll just wait until after work then I’ll message him first.”

           "You go girl! I’m so happy for you!“

           "Ahh! I hope he’s not creepy.” You bit your lip nervously.

           "Keep us updated. Even if he is a creep, you can take him.“ Silver snorted.

           "You’re right.”

           "Get back to work. Who knows what trouble the guys are getting into over there.“

           ”‘Kay ~ I’ll let you know how it goes!“ You hung up and spun your chair around. Immediately, you jumped out of your seat as you finally spotted Jimin blinking cutely and sitting on your desk patiently.

           "Holy shit, Chims!”

           He smiled and swung his legs adorably as he sang. “Who you talking about?”

           You blushed, “Um I got my perfect match on that dating app.”

           "Ahh.“ he nodded. "V?”

           "Just how long were you sitting there?“ You smacked him and he laughed.

           "You should be more aware of your surroundings.” he crossed his arms.

           "Did you finish your client early again? You really need to take it easy!“ You furrowed your brows.

           "Not this time. She actually wanted a Gentleman persona today so I grabbed one of the trainees in the break room.”

           You groaned, “You’re supposed to tell me before you switch people around!”

           "Well, I was but you were on the phone.“ he grinned.

           You glared at him then turned on the monitor. Jimin scooted beside you to take a look too, and his lips curled up smugly.

           "Well looks like things are going well.”

           You sighed and turned it off, relieved yet annoyed.

           "You forget I’m a flexible personality.“ He propped his legs up on the arms of your wheelie chair. "You’re the one who assigned me to be an aggressor.”

           "You’re also the one who said you preferred to be an aggressor because you didn’t want to be the same as Hobi.“ You tried to push his feet away so you could spin in your chair, but he didn’t budge.

           "Back to this V guy.” Jimin smirked.

           "There’s nothing to say yet, Chims. We just got matched with each other.“

           Jimin grabbed your hand and glanced at your watch. "How long has it been since you got the notification?”

           "Umm 15 minutes?“

           He smiled, "He’ll message you in two hours.”

           "Why two hours?“

           "It’s not too long of a time period that he comes off as too nonchalant but it’s not too short that he looks too eager.”

           "I don’t know…“ You were skeptical.

           "That’s just how all guys are.” Jimin shrugged.

           Suddenly, your phone vibrated and both of your eyes zoomed to the screen. Your face brightened while Jimin’s was surprised when you saw:

           V: I finally found you!

           V: Well the app did…but I found you!Yay!

           V: Oh, and Hi perfect match :)

           Your heart fluttered at the light hearted and enthusiastic messages. Jimin’s face contorted to one of judgment as he read over your shoulder.

           "What is he in middle school? What is with that smiley? And all those exclamation points?“

           You elbowed Jimin. "Shut up. It’s cute!”

           Jimin made a face behind you then rested his chin on your shoulder. “What’re you going to reply?”

           "Jimin.“ You scolded. "I know we tell each other everything, but I need your nose out of my texts.”

           He rolled his eyes as he straightened up, “Like I care. I’m just wondering what’s going to happen to your little Tae ~ that brings linner and goodies now that you’ve found your 'perfect match’.”

           You hummed, “Well neither one is anything serious so I don’t see the issue.”

           "That’s my girl.“ Jimin snickered as he patted your head. "Well, I’ll be in the break room then. Make sure I’m awake for my next client, love.”

           You nodded distractedly as you continued to stare at the messages on your screen. He was your perfect match right? So wouldn’t just being yourself be okay?

           "Ah whatever.“ You hissed, choosing to ignore all the preconceptions messaging right away might create.

           Coffeegirl: Hey! Yeah, I was getting anxious that they wouldn’t find anyone for me haha

           Immediately, a reply came, bringing a smile to your face.

           V: Hehe, I had faith I’d find you.

           And so, you two eased into a comfortable conversation. It was frightening, how easily it flowed from topic to topic. Neither of you spared any details to answer each other’s questions. You both shared the belief that honesty is the foundation of any relationship and besides, neither of you had anything to lose by telling a stranger personal things about yourself.

           V, you found, also worked a few odd jobs, but his main career was a veterinarian. He owned a cat and dog, and he had his own apartment. He had to work other jobs because he was only part time at the animal clinic and he wanted to save up to open his own one day. You admired his hard working personality and his aspirations right away.

           Time flew without you noticing.

           "Oh mannn.” Jimin whined as you locked up. “Now that you work after, we can’t walk home together anymore.”

           You rolled your eyes, “Good. So now you can actually stay at your own house for once.”

           Jimin pouted and you shook your head.

           "I have work Chims. Go sleep in your own bed or find someone else to sleep with you.“

           "Fine. Go have fun with your little ball of fluff.” He scrunched his face as he dug his hands into his pockets.

           You laughed, “You know I will. And you better use protection, Mister.”

           "Don’t I always?“ Jimin grinned.

           "Like I would know.” You rolled your eyes. “I’ll catch you later.”

           "See ya.“ Jimin waved as he watched you scurry to the Burlesque Bar, wanting to escape from the cold as fast as possible.

           "Y/N!” Tae spread his arms out and hugged you warmly.

           You were a bit surprised from the open affection, but you welcomed it.

           "We just saw each other earlier, Tae.“ You giggled.

           Tae grinned, "Yeah, but it’s been a few hours.”

           You blushed.

           "Girls, let’s get changed and we’re going to start learning the first few pieces. Let’s go, go, go!“ the manager instructed.

           Tae smiled happily, "Have fun! I’ll be watching ~”

           You nodded as you hurried backstage to get into your first full costume; the scent of Taehyung lingered on your skin.

           The next few days seemed to pass like a dream. Your mood was visibly brighter and you felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, a burden that you didn’t even know was there. You constantly felt butterflies as you waited for V’s replies and you never had to wait long. You talked about random things and deep philosophies, and there was never a boring topic. Sometimes he was a little out there, but that was quite endearing to you too.

           V: You know, sometimes I wonder if people live on the stars and then look at Earth as one of their moons.

           Coffeegirl: V, it’s 4 in the morning.

           V: Sorry, did I wake you?

           Coffeegirl: No, I have to be up cause I didn’t shower last night. Sorry if that’s tmi.

           V: Haha not at all. Sometimes, if I don’t leave my house I don’t shower because I don’t feel dirty.

           You chuckled as you rolled out of bed. It made waking up so much easier when you had something to look forward to.

           V: Since you’re up, GOOD MORNING! :D

           Coffeegirl: Good morning V ~

           V: Are you opposed to corny pick up lines?

           Coffeegirl: I’m opposed to their main purpose of picking up girls with just a line, but I love them if you’re trying to get me to laugh.

           V: Perfect haha I haven’t heard your laugh, but I already know it’s going to be pretty.

           Coffeegirl: Was that the pick up line?

           V: Haha no! Why? Did it work? Did that make you laugh?

           Coffeegirl: It made me smile?

           V: Close enough :)

           V: Okay here’s the pick-up line: Are you coffee? (Say 'why?’)

           Coffeegirl: lol why?

           V: Because you make my heart race and keep me energized ~

           You covered your mouth giddily. It felt stupid to have something so small give you butterflies, but it still made you laugh nonetheless.

           V: Did you laugh? :D

           Coffeegirl: haha I really tried not to, but I did.

           V: Yay ^_^ my mission of the day is complete!

           Coffeegirl: Your mission?

           V: I wanna make you laugh at least once every day!

           Your heart flipped over at his sweet comment.

           Coffeegirl: Why?

           V: Because I think girls are prettiest when they’re laughing or smiling loudly. And it makes ME happy if I’m the one that made them.

           Coffeegirl: You know, sometimes I wonder if stars are just exploding planets, but it happens so slowly that it looks like they’re constantly shining.

           V: Wow, that’s a good point. Beats my star critters theory. Hmmm, I’ll get back to you with a better thought.  

           You couldn’t stop smiling the entire day. Things were just so easy with him.

           When you weren’t chatting with V, you were spending time with Taehyung during work. Even on stage, your eyes naturally gravitated to him working behind the bar. And without fail, he was smiling and watching your performance attentively. It’s not like you were new to having male attention, but it was the first time you couldn’t exactly read their intentions. What did Taehyung think of you exactly? Did he like you? Did he just want to be friends? And what did you want from him?

           During breaks, you made your way to his counter, where he always had food prepared for you, along with a few jokes and compliments. Taehyung was on all the girls’ radar as they continuously complimented his physique and his handsomeness in the changing quarters. It made you giggle internally, knowing that you were the closest to him out of everyone, although you weren’t exactly sure how or why that happened.

           But his subtle skinship didn’t go unnoticed because it always made your heart race without fail. Sometimes, he would help out with putting the microphones on the girls and his fingertips would brush against your bare skin as he adjusted it on you. When you asked for refills, his hand would find its way to cover yours as he grabbed the glass from your grasp. It was driving you insane because you were quite attracted to him– his bright personality and his gentle touches.

           You were usually the last girl to change out of costume, because you ended up practicing a little bit longer to make sure everything was perfect. So most of the time, you were alone in the dressing room as you packed up for the night.

           There was a timid knock on the door.

           "Come in?“ you called out curiously.

           Tae stepped in with his hands over his eyes. "I promise I’m not here to peep!”

           You chuckled as you stood up. “I’m dressed, don’t worry.”

           "Good.“ he grinned as he removed his hand from his eyes.

           "What’re you still doing here?”

           "Well I noticed you hadn’t left yet.“ he walked over and grabbed your scarf while you threw on your coat.

           "And?” You fluttered your eyes as he stepped forward, wrapping your scarf around your neck. Your heart was beating quickly as he reached around you, his face close to yours as he made sure your neck was covered and warm.

           "Just wanted to make sure you weren’t passed out or anything.“ he smiled as he stepped back. "You always work so hard.”

           Your body relaxed. What were you expecting him to do or say anyway? You glanced at his lips then at his face, staring at you curiously.

           "Do I have something on my face?“ he giggled.

           You shook your head. "Let’s go?”

           Taehyung grabbed your bag, which now held your barista clothes, your Club Masquerade clothes, and normal casual wear to enter and leave the Burlesque lounge. Gratefully, you smiled as you led the way out of the lounge and into the freezing tundra of winter.

           "Oh no! You don’t have a hat or anything and you’re still sweating!“ Tae’s eyes widened.

           "What?” You blinked.

           "You’re going to get sick. Here.“ He took off his beanie and pulled it over your head, fixing your hair to make sure it was tucked in and neat.

           "But what about you…” you trailed off.

           It really was warmer with the beanie covering your head and ears, but you worried about him. He waved his hand nonchalantly.

           "I don’t live too far so if I run, I’ll be okay.“ he giggled. "You still have a bit of a travel you said right?”

           You smiled and nodded.

           "You can always give it back to me tomorrow anyway! Get home safe okay?“ he waved.

           "Thanks, Tae!”

           You called out to his figure scurrying away into the direction of the wind. Once he disappeared, you shivered and buried your head into your scarf so that only your eyes were exposed to the frigid weather, smiling underneath it all.

           "So Saturday, you’re still good to come with me right?“ Jimin sat in front of your desk as you slipped into your leather stiletto boots.

           "Yeah. That office Christmas party you and Hoseok planned together?” You questioned. “I’m proud of both of you by the way. He was such a grouch at work, and you would always plan parties for an ulterior motive, but that all went away this year. I could cry.”

           Jimin clutched his chest, “How do you know me so well?”

           You laughed as you stood up, pulling down your skirt. Jimin whistled as you walked around in your heels, breaking them in.

           "I thought you were having a hard time making ends meet?“ he teased.

           "Silver gave these to me.” You rolled your eyes. “She said her best friend gave it to her, but she won’t be using them.”

           "Poor Hobi.“ Jimin frowned as he crossed his legs and eyed you strutting around. "But bless Silver for giving them to you.”

           You laughed, “She figured since I worked here and Burlesque, I’ll make better use of them, which is accurate.”

           "You’re going to wear those here?“ Jimin raised an eyebrow as you took a seat and crossed your legs seductively.

           "Problem?” You smirked.

           He swiftly made his way to you and leaned down, hovering over your face as he placed his hands on the arms of your chair for leverage.

           "And if I attack you because of how good you look in those?“

           "The stilettos go into your leg before your lips touch mine.” You retorted confidently, and he chuckled, straightening up.

           "Be honest. You’re wearing those just in case Taehyung swings by again.“ Jimin smirked.

           You unbuttoned your shirt a little more so that your cleavage was more obvious.

           "Don’t do that. You look like a slut.” Jimin reached over and buttoned it again.

           You glared at him as you fumbled to unbutton it again. “You’re the only one that says that Chims.”

           "Cause I’m the only guy who will say it out loud! Everyone’s thinking it.“ Jimin fought to stop you.

           "They do not!” You yelled as you tried to pull his hands off.

           "They do!“

           "Umm…” a familiar voice echoed in the halls and you both froze.

           Jimin stepped back, keeping his hands up in the air.

           "Tae!“ You breathed, your face turning red immediately at being caught in a weird position.

           "Just in time!” Jimin grinned, already working to smooth things out.

           "Huh?“ Tae blinked.

           "Okay, so Y/N wants to unbutton one more button. What is your opinion on the matter?” Jimin threw his arm around Tae’s shoulder. “I for one say no because it makes her look easy.”

           Tae glanced over at you and you blushed, pulling down your skirt so it wasn’t too revealing. He studied your outfit intently then smiled.

           "Leave it as it is. One more button should be reserved for someone special.“ he winked brightly, leaving both you and Jimin stunned.

           You giggled shyly as you fixed your hair while Jimin was scowling beside Taehyung. This guy was completely unpredictable to him.

           "What’re you here for?” You smiled.

           "Oh right.“ Tae gently placed a box beside your desk. "As a friendly, neighborly gesture, we’re giving you guys some wine and other costumes that we haven’t used in a long time but they’re in almost brand new condition! We only have girl dancers and it felt a shame to throw away all these guy costumes, so maybe you guys will be able to put it to good use.”

           Jimin opened the box excitedly and laughed as he held up silk vests and bow ties, “Oh wow.”

           His eyes glimmered mischievously. Ideas were already brewing in his mind. You and Tae glanced at each other and giggled. Jimin looked like a child opening up his Christmas presents.

           "Take it to the break room and divide it up with the other guys.“ You instructed, knocking on the table to snap Jimin out of his maniacal thoughts.

           "Yes ma'am.” He slapped Tae’s back affably. “Thanks bro.”

           Tae chuckled, “Anytime.”

           Before Jimin stepped behind the veil, he glanced over at you and Taehyung chatting happily. He pursed his lips and headed to the break room.

           Saturday rolled around and you had slipped on a silk red dress, which hugged all your curves well and accentuated your fit figure. It had a subtle v-cut at the front but dipped seductively low at the back. Jimin had asked you to dress classily seductive and well, that was your forte. You styled your hair up so that the back design of your dress was more obvious and embellished the look with simple silver, dangling earrings. You threw on your black trench coat and grabbed your packed bag, since you were going to be sleeping over at the hotel the party was being hosted in.

           Y/N: You better be wearing what I told you to wear. I will legitly leave you if you didn’t.

           Jimin chuckled as he read the message when he pulled up to your house. He hopped out and scurried to your doorstep, knocking a playful rhythm onto your door. You opened it, already anticipating his arrival and smiled, seeing that he was in fact, wearing the black on black attired that you liked on him and had shamelessly requested.

           "Perfect. Come here.“ You ushered him in and pulled something out of your purse.

           He furrowed his brows and you wiggled the silk red skinny tie in front of him.

           "I know you hate ties, but still.”

           "I don’t hate ties.“ he chuckled.

           "Okay, it just reminds you of your fantasies so you don’t wear them often, but make an exception today.” You handed it to him.

           He shook his head. “Put it on me.”

           "What? You can put on your own goddamn tie.“

           "If you’re forcing me to wear it, you have to put it on me.” he stated firmly.

           You exhaled and popped his collar, carefully pulling the tie over his head without ruining his styled hair. Expertly, you tucked it underneath his collar and pulled the knot up. The entire time, he was watching your concentrated expression intently. You caught his gaze and raised an eyebrow.

           "What?“ You blinked. "Is the make-up too much?”

           He shook his head and chuckled. “Just wondering how many guys you did this for to get so good at tying ties.”

           You laughed, “My mother died early on, remember? So I had to help my disheveled father out.”

           Jimin glanced at your sad smile as you patted down his tie.

           "Not too tight?“

           "Will you tighten it if I’m bad?” he smirked.

           "And there he is.“ You patted his cheek playfully. "Please go home Red Mask. I came to escort Jimin today.”

           He chuckled at your teasing. “Let’s go? I brought the expensive car today, just for you.”

           You grinned knowingly and nudged him, “The car that you never let anyone into?”

           "Well Hoseok has ridden in it cause he was there when we did the test drive.“

           "Eh.” You waved your hand nonchalantly. “That’s Hoseok. He doesn’t count.”

           You grabbed your things enthusiastically. “Let’s go! Woo!”

           He laughed as you scurried out before him. You had been begging him to drive you around ever since he had purchased it. He locked your door and followed you to his car, which you were marveling at with your mouth wide open and your eyes sparkling. He walked slowly to let you take pictures of it in awe, quite amused at your reaction.  

           You both arrived at the hotel and stepped out of the car, letting the valet take over from there. Jimin handed you the ticket for safe keeping and the present he was supposed to put up for the company Secret Santa raffle.

           "I swear Jimin. I hope this isn’t a sex toy.“ You chuckled as you shook the box skeptically.

           "What? Everyone secretly wants one for Christmas.” Jimin winked as he grabbed both of your bags from his trunk.

           "Well I hope Silver and Hobi get it.“

           "Oh no.” Jimin shook his head. “Hobi already has the one I gave him last Christmas.”

           "You suck at giving presents.“ You rolled your eyes.

           "Hey that large box of condoms was incredibly useful to you wasn’t it?” he giggled as you both made your way inside. “It’s a practical present. I put a lot of thought into it.”

           "Glow in the dark condoms are NOT fun for your information.“

           "No?” he chuckled. “I thought it was amusing.”

           You glared at him as he made his way to the front desk with an innocent smile plastered onto his face. You wondered how on Earth no one had figured out his true nature in the office. According to Silver though, he was completely different. You had seen his gentle side plenty of times before, but never for a prolonged period of time. It was usually in a public setting but he’d always shoot you a sneaky smirk or two when his conversation partner wasn’t looking.

           He handed the concierge your bags to place inside your room and grabbed the key card from them before returning to your side.

           "Here. I lose things.“ he handed you the key too and you shook your head, stuffing it into your purse along with the valet ticket. He pressed a gentle hand on your back and gestured in a certain direction. "Let’s go.”

           You followed his lead into a large decorated banquet hall. You had to squint with how bright it was when you stepped inside; blinded by the expensive things you would never be able to afford.  

           "Wow. It’s like a treasure chest in here.“ You giggled as you two found your assigned table.

           "People at the company are quite loaded.”

           You shook your head as you slipped your coat off, finally revealing your dress. Jimin’s jaw slackened as he took in your figure. You glanced over at him, feeling his gaze, and you smirked.

           "Does this suit your taste, Mr. Park?“

           Jimin bit his lip and stepped in front of you.

           "Makes me want to skip the party and get to that penthouse.”

           You laughed as you leaned forward, knowing his eyes were watching your every move. Smiling playfully, you reached around him so that your body brushed against his. His hands found its way to your waist to keep you from toppling over, but he stared at you expectantly as you didn’t break the eye contact as you moved closer to his face. He immediately chuckled as you lifted up the present that you had been reaching for.

           "Did I just make THE Park Jimin anticipate something?“ You batted your eyelashes. "I’m honored.”

           "You’re sneaky.“ he grinned as he released your hips so you could step back.

           "You seem to be losing your touch if something like that flustered you.” You smirked as you fixed up your dress.

           But before he could reply, you both heard a loud, congregated,  

           "MR. PARK!“

           A crowd of females hurried to greet him with bright, expectant eyes. You had to cover your face with the present you were holding to hide your amused smile.

           "Hey.” Jimin smiled warmly. “Great job on the decorations! It looks so festive.”

           "Really?“ They clearly hung onto his every word.

           Jimin nodded, "Thanks for taking up the hard work of decorating.”

           "No! Thank you, Mr. Park! We never dreamed we’d be having such an event until you came along.“ they cooed.

           "Yeah, Mr. Jung also turned around ever since you arrived!”

           Jimin laughed and scratched the back of his head, “I don’t think that was any of my doing.”

           "You also clean up very well, Mr. Park.“ Another complimented him, daring to get closer.

           You tried to slowly walk backwards, praying to go unnoticed from his crowd of fans and just go find Silver and Hoseok, but Jimin grabbed your wrist, causing you to stumble forward into his chest. They all gasped a little as he took the present you were hiding behind and revealed your face. They were finally aware of your presence.

           "Oh you must be Mr. Park’s girlfriend!” one of the co-workers clapped, as if a light bulb went off in her mind.

           "Oh n–“ You started but Jimin slipped his arm around your waist and grinned.

           "Yeah, we met in college and well, we’ve been together ever since.”

           "Aww how sweet!“ One of the females squealed and caressed your arm. "You’re gorgeous!”

           "Thanks…“ You blushed, a bit skeptic about the compliment, and glanced at Jimin, who was beaming at you proudly.

           The co-workers then excused themselves, and Jimin led you closer to the open bar.

           "I didn’t know I had been your girlfriend for that long.” You gasped playfully.

           "No?“ Jimin smirked as he watched the dance floor filling up slowly.

           You glared at him, "Alright, spill. Who did you sleep with here that you have to pretend to be taken?”

           Jimin laughed, “No one.”

           You squinted your eyes skeptically, and he caught your look.

           "I swear!“ he insisted. "Have I ever lied to you about who I sleep with?”

           You relaxed your gaze. “True. You’d have gloated right away.”

           "Exactly.“ Jimin turned and called out. "Two shots of vodka please.”

           He handed you one, which you accepted gratefully.

           "I separate work and play, Y/N.“

           "Except when you play for work.” You grinned as you raised your shot glass.

           "You know it.“ He pointed at you. "Which is why I had to become unavailable to them.”

           "Oh boy.“ You exhaled. "I’m going to need more shots.”

           You threw the shot back easily and bellowed.

           "One more over here!“

            Jimin laughed. "Pressured?”

           "If I have to pretend to be your girlfriend for the night, I’m going to need a little buzz.“      You finished your second shot as soon as it came.

           "I’m honored you need to be intoxicated to date me.” he chuckled.

           "Come on, Casanova.“ You smacked his butt. "Let’s show these ladies you’re happily taken. I can feel their judgment from here.”

           Jimin smiled, his eyes turning into those crescents you knew too well. He grabbed your hand as you led him to the dance floor. Hoseok and Silver slipped through the crowd to dance near you guys.

           "Psst. What’re you guys doing?“ Hoseok hissed.

           "Jimin, the playboy, apparently needs a pretend girlfriend so he won’t get tempted to sleep with his co-workers.” You whispered.

           Hoseok rolled his eyes while Silver shook her head disapprovingly.

           "He’s lucky I’m awesome.“

           "They’re already trying to judge when you two are going to break up.” Silver admitted. “I heard them gossiping. He could tell you weren’t super into him and he apparently deserves better. Sorry.”

           All four of you laughed.  

           "Eh, it’s okay. He’ll live with the temptation after I dump him.“ You teased.

           Jimin hummed and pulled you closer to his body. "Who said I was going to let you go?”

           You raised an eyebrow curiously. “How’re we supposed to pretend to be who we’re not?”

           Jimin grinned, “Who says we’re not convincingly attracted to each other?”

           "I do. I say we’re not.“ You retorted.

           "Well then, show me how you burlesque.” Jimin whispered into your ear.

           You chuckled and whispered in return, “Can you keep up?”

           Jimin felt shivers run up his spine as your leg climbed up his languidly while your arms wrapped around his neck. Grinning widely, he slid his hand up to the middle of your back to keep you from falling.

           "Who do you think I am?“ he chuckled.

           You fluttered your eyes at him. "Mr. Park…”

           Jimin’s eyes bore into yours expectantly.

           You leaned forward so that your lips were almost touching, “You can’t show your Red side here.”

           Your breath ghosted over his lips and he leaned forward to kiss you playfully, but you were a step ahead and distanced yourself with a smirk.

           "Play nice kids.“ Hoseok sighed then turned to Silver. "Let’s grab a drink.”

           "Sure.“ Silver smiled and they disappeared into the crowd.  

           "Mr. Park, you’re going to have to play nice.” You giggled as you danced lightly to the upbeat music. “Besides, this is our jam!”

           You bobbed your head and swayed your hips gently as you swung your hands side-to-side. Jimin cracked up at your silly dancing, but it really was one of the songs you both always went wild to.

           "Ah whatever.“

           He exhaled and he hopped around excitedly to the beat as you cheered him on. In no time, he and Hoseok were at the center of the dance floor, showing off their moves. You learned that they had notoriously had a short dance off during one of their company camping trips. You in turn told the DJ to turn on a song that you knew would heat the competition up more. Silver cheered on Hoseok excitedly while most of the other females were fanning themselves at the way Jimin was moving. Both of their bodies were fluid and their techniques skilled. You watched them proudly as you clapped and danced along.

           But you couldn’t lose to the guys so you dragged Silver to the bar and you both hopped on top of it, drawing the male co-workers to your side enthusiastically.

           "Sex is better when they’re jealous.” You whispered to Silver and winked at her.

           She smirked knowingly and you both began dancing sexily on top of the counter. The male hotel workers and the office workers were hooting and hollering at you two. You chugged down two more shots while you were up there so you felt your body slowly loosening up and getting lost in the music.

           In no time, Silver was dragged down by Hoseok and they disappeared from the party soon after. Jimin laughed at you yelling at the crowd to cheer and bounce to the song excitedly. He could visibly see the looks of judgment the female co-workers were giving you, not that you ever cared about what other people thought in the first place. That’s one of the things he admired about you.

           When you bent down to grab another filled shot glass, he slipped in and stole it from you, throwing it back.

           "Alright, come on, babe.“ he urged you down.

           You giggled and grabbed a hold of his hand as you jumped down into him. He caught you easily in his arms.

           "Geezus. I would’ve kept a closer eye on you if you were going to turn this into a strip club.” He laughed as he pushed the pieces of your hair that was sticking to your sweaty face away. “I would’ve gotten my dollar bills ready.”

           "I’m just trying to make sure they know I’m hott, and that you–“ You patted his chest, a little tipsy, and whispered. "You caught yourself a nice catch.”

           He chuckled, “Well I don’t know if that happened with the girls, but you sure as hell attracted my male co-workers. I’m sure they’re WELL aware you’re hott and a nice catch.”

           "Oh.“ You blinked then shrugged. "Eh. Close enough.”

           "No.“ He pulled you flush against him. "Cause now I have to make sure they know you’re MINE.”

           Your eyes widened as your faces were inches apart. Jimin smirked and whispered into your ear.

           "Now who’s losing their touch?“

           You rolled your eyes. "Well, Mr. Park. How does one pretend to be a loving couple?”

           He shook his head and chuckled, “I of all people wouldn’t know.”

           "But…“ he held your hand, "let’s at least have fun dancing, without trying to impress anyone.”

           You grinned and nodded.

           "Sounds perfect.“

           The night ended well. You danced and ate the entire time. Hoseok and Silver returned later on. You and Jimin teased them about how many times they had sex in that time period. It started an argument between them so you both slowly walked away, not wanting to get between that, although you both felt guilty about accidently starting it.

           So once the party officially finished, you and Jimin alone stumbled back to the penthouse suite he had booked.

           "Wahhh.” You exhaled as you finally kicked off your heels and laid on the couch. “That was fun.”

           "Seriously.“ Jimin found his way to the bed.

           "And!” You pointed. “Neither of us went home with strangers. This has got to be a first.”

           Jimin giggled.

           You groaned and rummaged through your bag for your pajamas. “I’ll change first.”

           "Hmm.“ Jimin mumbled, his face morphing into the bed relaxingly.

           "There’s no lock in this bathroom?” You commented as you noticed the sliding door.

           He peeked over and noticed you sliding the door shut and open worriedly. “Just change. I’m too tired to peep.”

           "That’s comforting.“ You rolled your eyes as you began changing hurriedly and taking off your make up. "Out of all the hotel rooms I’ve been to, this is the first without a lock.”

           "It’s cause couples stay here.“ Jimin mumbled.

           "But still.” You retorted as you stepped out in a sweatshirt and shorts while brushing your teeth.

           "Don’t blame the hotel.“

           "You’re right. I should be thankful to be housed in this mansion for a night.” You commented as you finished up your nightly routine.

           Jimin dragged himself out of bed and floated to the bathroom after you. You positioned yourself on the couch and covered yourself in the extra blankets while he changed. He came out just simply wearing sweatpants and ruffling his hair. Glancing at you in a bundled ball as you swiped through your phone nonchalantly, he exhaled.


           "What?” You hummed, not prying your eyes away from your phone.

           "Y/N. Get on the bed.“

           "No thanks, Chims.”

           "Y/N, get on the bed.“

           You glared at him skeptically. "You have alcohol in your system, sir.”

           "I’m not even drunk or anything. I should be far more afraid of you.“ he chuckled.

           You contemplated as he stared at you.

           "I promise I won’t try anything. I’m exhausted and just want to sleep.” Jimin exhaled. “And don’t flatter yourself.”

           You glanced at the bed. Its fluffiness was invitingly tempting.

           "Fine. It’s big enough so we have our sides anyway.“ You smiled as you slipped underneath the fort of blankets and rolled yourself in it.

           Jimin chuckled as he jumped in as well and turned to face you. "Hey.”

           "Hm?“ You hummed as you looked at him too.

           "Thanks for coming with me today.”

           You grinned, “A free penthouse hotel room, free food, open bar, good music. I think that’s just about equivalent payment for my presence.”

           He chuckled, reaching over to ruffle your hair.

           "Oh right.“ You remembered. "Did you know that down the street from Club Masquerade, there’s a place that hosts a Masquerade Ball every Friday?”

           Jimin scrunched his face, “Like as in fairytales?”

           "Well it starts off that way apparently, but they play club music and stuff as the night goes on.“

           "So guys dress up as Princes and grind on girls wearing huge ass ball gowns? Sounds like a lot of work.”

           You rolled your eyes, “Well ANYWAYS, my perfect match V wants to meet me there.”

           "At a BALL?“ He raised an eyebrow, skeptically and repeated. "At a masquerade ball?”

           "Yes, Jimin.“ You giggled. "It’s romantic, isn’t it?”

           "Are you going to wear a crown and wave your wand?“ Jimin teased and you shoved him.

           "Shut up. It’s going to be a cute meeting.”

           "Totally cute ~“ he mimicked in a high-pitched voice. "Do you even have a dress and stuff?”

           "Yeah.“ You rolled onto your back and stared at your ceiling. "I have the perfect dress.”

           Jimin observed as you closed your eyes and yawned.

           "Night night Chims.“

           "Night.” he hummed as he continued to watch you, until he too fell victim to his exhaustion.

            The next morning, Jimin’s eyes sprung open as he realized that someone was lying on his chest and his arms were wrapped around them. He tried to hurriedly recall the events of last night, wondering if he had ended up sleeping with someone. But when he remembered that you two had come back together, his body relaxed. He glanced down to find you resting peaceful in his embrace. He lifted his arms awkwardly, unsure of what to do.

           Slowly, you stirred. It took awhile for your eyes to adjust and realize the situation in front of you. You glanced up, unfazed by your close position, and shoved him away from you gently.

           "Well this is new.“ he laughed.

           "What?” You yawned. “Actually not having to leave after spending the night with someone?”

           Jimin chuckled as he fixed his hair. “Yeah. Didn’t expect it to be with you.”

           "Are you actually perverted 24/7?“

           He reached over and organized your disheveled hair too.

           "Only around you.” he giggled.

           "Lucky me.“ You stated dryly. "When do we have to check out?”

           "Mmm it’s still early. Wanna grab the complimentary breakfast?“

           You perked up. "Um YES. Why is that even a question?”

           Jimin laughed, “Well let me go put a shirt on.”

           "Nah. Just go like that.“ You teased. "Your female co-workers would probably faint on the spot.”

           He flirtatiously lifted his eyebrows and leaned over, “What about you?”

           "What about me?“ You retreated back a little.

           "Aren’t you the least bit attracted?” He glanced down at his toned chest and abs and wiggled the garter of his loose sweatpants.

           "Well tell me then…“ You chuckled as you revealed your exposed legs from beneath the blanket. "Aren’t you the least bit attracted?”

           His lips curled up, “It’s nothing new to me.”

           "Yeah same here.“ you laughed as you threw the blanket off you. "I’ll shower first.”

           "Can I join?“

           You smacked his face with a pillow as you got up. "No, Jimin.”

           "Why not?“ he whined cutely, as he watched you gather fresh clothes.

           You glared at him. "Don’t you dare barge into the bathroom, Park Jimin, or I’ll personally make sure you won’t be able to have sex in the next week.”

           "I wouldn’t dare.“ Jimin blinked innocently and you slid the bathroom door shut.

           You turned on the shower and crossed your arms, letting the water run and waiting. As you predicted, the door slid open a minute or two later, and you chucked a heavily wet towel at Jimin, causing him to fall backwards from its weight. You straddled his body as he coughed from the impact and threw the wet towel off of him.

           "What the hell?” he groaned.

           You stared down at him angrily, “What did I tell you?”

           He laughed, “I can’t believe you’re wasting water, Y/N!”

           "How do you want me to castrate you?“ You threatened.

           "Alright, alright. I won’t peek.” He put his hands behind his head and smiled. “I already got this nice view.”

           You rolled your eyes and slapped his bare chest hard in retaliation. He winced from the sting.

           "You know, in a different context that would’ve totally excited me.“

           "Would you like me to tie you somewhere Mr. Kinky?” You crawled off of him.

           "No thanks.“ he sensed your irritation and decided to stop his teasing. "I’ll be good.”


           You returned to the bathroom and Jimin slid the door slightly to see if he could get a glimpse, but his eyes were poked before they could even look in.

           "AHHH Y/N!” he yelled. “FUCK!”

           "MORE JIMIN! MORE!“ You teasingly moaned, as you shut the door again and finally hopping into the shower. "DON’T STOP!”

           Jimin rubbed his eye and laughed, “Don’t tempt me with your dirty talk!”

           "As if.“ You called out.

           V: You know, I hope this isn’t creepy or too soon. But I really want to meet you.

           Coffeegirl: It’s not creepy at all. I want to meet you too, V.

           You smiled as you re-read the messages.

           V: I hope this isn’t cheesy but you said you liked unique romantic gestures. I walked by a place that hosts Masquerade Balls every Friday.

           Coffeegirl: What? Seriously? That’s a thing?

           V: Right? I was surprised too! It’s been a thing at the place for a long time now! So I immediately thought of you when I found it.

           Coffeegirl: Aww V ~

           V: Would you like to go to a Masquerade Ball? *insert rose emoji*

           Coffeegirl: V, do you not have emojis?

           V: I can’t find them…

           Coffeegirl: LOL.

           V: Hopefully my lack of emojis won’t deter you from saying yes x)

           Coffeegirl: haha of course not, I’d love to go and I really do want to meet you.

           V: I’m so excited! I’ve been wanting to hear your voice and your laugh, and if you totally think I’m awkward, please feel free to run away and leave your slipper behind.

           You giggled.

           Coffeegirl: Will you search the whole kingdom to find me?

           V: I found you once. I’m sure I’ll be able to find you again.

           Coffeegirl: I’ll look forward to receiving a real rose instead of that emoji then.

           V: You know I wouldn’t come empty handed to meet a beautiful lady ^_^

           Coffeegirl: But you don’t even know what I look like?

           V: You’re still beautiful just from getting to know your personality though!

           Suddenly your phone was ripped out of your hand, and Jimin who was munching on a piece of bread, scrolled through your messages.

           "Chims!” You groaned.

           He glanced at you amused while you pouted, embarrassed about your replies.

           "I’m about to upchuck my bread that was so gross.“ he teased.

           "Shut up.” You tried to reach for your phone.          

           But he continued scrolling, keeping it away from you.

           "Ooo ~ he loves animals. How cute. Family oriented, nice. Wowww wants a lot of kids.“ he wiggled his eyebrows. "Then he’s lucky your stamina is great in bed.”

           You punched his stomach and he groaned, conceding and handing you back your phone.

           "Seems like a super nice guy.“ He went back to munching as he rubbed the place you had hit him.

           "He does.” You smiled happily.

           "Not your type though.“ Jimin shook his head.

           "Well what I want may not be what I need.” You shrugged.

           Jimin hummed, “Interesting.”

           "What is?“

           "Well what if you don’t want what you need?” He glanced at you intently. “Will you still force it?”

           "No…“ You hesitated. "I don’t know. Well everything takes some give and take.”

           "Well I think,“ Jimin crossed his legs as he leaned against your desk. "you need to want the need this person is going to give you in order to want him.”

           You squinted your eyes at him, puzzled. “Okay, what?”

           Jimin’s lips curled up. “You’re going to have to want to change, Y/N. This V guy is looking to settle down. Are you?”

           You chuckled and stared straight at him, “Yes, I want to.”

           Jimin was a bit taken aback then he nodded, “Well then, that’s that.”

           He dusted the crumbs off his pants and bowed. “I wish you plentiful babies with your perfect match.”

           "You don’t believe me.“ You glared at him.

           He glanced at you amused, "Look Y/N. You like the bad guys because they were exciting and fun. I really wonder if you’re going to be able to give all that up to be committed. You’re just like me.”

           "I’m not like you Jimin.“ You snapped.

           "No?” He reached for a mint and popped it into his mouth.

           "Definitely not.“

           Jimin smirked and walked away as you stared at him angrily.

           You definitely weren’t like him. You knew this time was different. You were looking for something different than your previous guys. Someone much like V…or Taehyung for that matter.

           "Ahhh.” You groaned as you lay your head onto your desk, frustrated. To be honest, you were curious about both of them. Your emotional connection to V was undeniably yet your physical attraction to Taehyung was gnawing at you.


           You perked up as Tae stepped inside.

           "Tae!” You squeaked, a bit dizzy that the exact person you were thinking of appeared.

           "You didn’t open yet right?“ he looked around.

           "No, not yet.” You smiled. “What brings you here?”

           "No, I just missed you.“ he laughed. "Plus it gets a bit lonely manning the bars when we haven’t opened yet.”

           You blushed at how casually he confessed that he missed you. It was things like this that confused you. You knew he meant it sincerely, but what exactly was the significance behind it?

           "You said you and Chims had a Christmas party? How was that?“

           You blinked, "Chims?”

           "Oh sorry.“ Tae looked down timidly. "I hear you call him that sometimes and I thought it was a cute nickname…”

           You laughed, “Oh I don’t mind. I was just surprised you caught it.”

           Tae grinnned, his eyes smiling along with him. “I remember everything you say, Y/N!”

           "Can I ask you something?“ You tilted your head inquisitively.

           "Sure!” he jumped closer to you, excited that you were finally curious about him.

           "Why did you give me that flyer?“

           "Hmm…” he pondered. “Well like I said you were pretty and two…I guess I just felt a good aura around you…is that weird?”

           "A good aura?“

           He smiled, "Yeah. Like you’re a very warm and trusting person. But I also felt like you underestimate your potential and stay humble, but you’re ready to fight for something you want… which I really like.”

           You beamed. His answer melted you.

           "What aura does Jimin give off?“

           "Mmm he’s a bit confusing.” Tae hummed, thinking about it deeply. “I feel like he’s still kind of lost, you know? I could definitely sense that he’s sweet, but it’s like he’s suffocating that part of him.”

           You chuckled, “Sounds about right.”

           Tae giggled, “Then I’m definitely not wrong about you either.”

           You looked down at your hands hesitantly.


           "Hm?” he tilted his head cutely.

           "Do you think people can change?“

           "Y/N.” he grabbed your hand gently as you glanced up at him. “I think people can grow.”

           You smiled at each other.

           The day of your first meeting with V soon arrived, and for the most part, you had planned out everything you needed to in advance.  

           "What’re you wearing?“ Jimin snickered into the phone as you put him on speaker.

           You exhaled as you roamed your room, gathering your things together. "Are you serious, Chims?”

           "What?“ he giggled.

           "I am going on a date today. I don’t have time to play with you.” You threw off your clothes and slipped into dark blue velvet floor length dress with a high leg slit that rested right about your thigh.

           "You’re wearing your favorite blue dress, aren’t you?“ he grinned as he lay on his bed.

           You glanced around skeptically, "Did you install cameras in my room when you slept over?”

           "Am I right?“

           "You’re a creep.” You rolled your eyes as you finished zipping yourself up.

           "You wear that to every important occasion so I’m not surprised. Oh, also put your hair up.“


           "Guys go crazy for exposed necks.“

           "I’m going to just pull my hair over to one side. I don’t want to look too formal.”

           "What mask are you wearing?“

           "My favorite gold one.” You grinned as you grabbed it from your shelf.

           "This V fellow won’t be able to keep his hands off of you.“

           "That’s the plan.” You smiled as you threw on a few simple accessories.

           "Don’t go having babies now.“

           "Don’t worry.” You smirked. “I’m always classy.”

           "Facetime me so I can seee.“ Jimin whined as he rolled around his bed.

           "Seriously? You’re just going to say something dirty.” You stated, but switched to Facetime anyway.

           Jimin pressed his face closer to his phone as if it would give him the ability to see you better. You cracked up as his face filled up your screen.

           "Jimin. This is not a telescope.“

           He moved back and grinned.

           "Guaranteed. V will drop his balls when he sees you.”

           You smiled gently, “Thanks Jimin.”

           "Also, I’ll have my phone on me in case he’s a creeper.“ He stared at you seriously.

           You laughed, "You’ll be the first I call.”

           "Good.“ he grinned. "Have a good time…but not too good.”

           You snorted, “Bye Chim-Chim.”

           Afterwards, you quickly sent a picture of your mask and outfit to V so that he’d be able to find you and then a silly one to Silver to represent your excitement and nervousness.

           You sighed as you scrolled through your phone. You had been sitting by the bar, rejecting guys who asked you to dance and if you come alone tonight. V wasn’t super late, but you felt a bit awkward waiting alone. He hadn’t texted you yet, so you reassured yourself that he was probably driving.

           You took the time to glance around. It was a club, but decorated with Renaissance era antiques. There was a grand staircase, which you weren’t sure where it led to, and there was a big chandelier in the center of the dance floor.

           You didn’t think a lot of people were going to follow the dress code seriously, but you were surprised to find the guests donning extravagant ball gowns and three piece suits with coattails. A few wore small crowns and others wore large wigs like they did in the olden days. It was intriguing and awe-inspiring. It really felt like you had been sucked into a classical romantic movie, and now all you needed was for your Prince Charming to come find you.


           Someone greeted and you smiled as you spun around, praying it wasn’t someone else hitting on you.


           "Have you been waiting long?“

           A man wearing a Maroon mask bowed and pulled a rose out from behind him suavely, and your grin immediately widened.

           It was him.

           You shook your head, "I was just taking in the view.”

           His lips curled up as he stared at you deeply, “Now it’s my turn to take in the view.”

           You blushed.

           "You wanna dance?“ he asked timidly.

           You nodded as you placed the rose inside your clutch. He held his hand out to you, and you slipped yours into his gently. Leading you right beneath the chandelier, he tightened his hold on your hand and placed the other on your waist cautiously. Since a slow song was playing, you both swayed back and forth, at a loss for words.

           "I can’t believe you’re here right now.” You tried to hide your giddiness and racing heart.

           His hands were warm and your hip tingled at the feeling of his touch. He smiled and continued to lead you in the slow dance mannerly. There was a small space between your bodies that seemed like he didn’t want to cross just yet.

           You weren’t sure what to talk about. All the topics you had planned out seemed to disappear as soon as he was in front of you. But the silence wasn’t awkward. It was comfortable, like you both were simply content listening to the music and having each other’s presence.

           Which you were.

           "You look beautiful.“ he whispered as he placed his cheek on your temple, closing the distance a bit.

           You smiled as you shut your eyes, letting yourself revel in his warmth and closeness. How long had it been since someone you dated just held you without any other thoughts or ideas?

           You heard him humming sweetly, the vibrations of his voice were felt on your skin, and you chuckled.

           "Ah there it is. The laugh I wanted to hear.”

           You fluttered your eyes up at him as you stepped back a bit. He titled his head a bit, questioning you actions, and your hands answered by traveling around his neck. A gentle smile formed on his face as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

           "I was really nervous about coming tonight.“ You admitted as you studied the designs on his Maroon mask.


           "Well, I had a lot of expectations of how it would turn out to be and then I had a lot of fears at the same time…that I would be disappointed.“

           He moved a stray hair away from your eyes. "Are you disappointed?”

           You looked down at his lips then into his eyes, and shook your head. “Not at all… Are you?”

           "I’m dancing with a beautiful girl under a nice, expensive chandelier to one of my favorite classic songs. What is there to be disappointed about?“

           You giggled, "It’s one of my favorites too.”

           He smiled gently as you both continued to sway.

           Suddenly, the music changed into a more upbeat vibe and immediately, you turned yourself around to start moving your body to the song. He was a bit taken aback by your abrupt change but soon followed your lead, keeping his hands on your hips. Every time you tried to back up, he maintained a respectful distance between you two.

           For some reason, that made you fall even harder for him, but it also made you crave more. After a few attempts at trying to grind, you spun around so that you two were face-to-face and you could see that he was alarmed. You grinned as you grabbed his arms to pull him closer to you.

           "Are you afraid of me?“

           He shook his head. "I just didn’t want to do anything you didn’t…”

           You closed the distance and pressed against him, “I don’t mind…if it’s with you.”

           He smiled and you were soon flush against his body. Finding a mutual rhythm, your hips moved along with his sensually. You had had a few shots in your system, but you knew it wasn’t the alcohol. The best way you knew how to communicate was through your body, and his gentle actions increased your desire for him tenfold, so as you pushed even closer to the hardness that you felt in his pants. He gripped your waist worriedly. He soon loosened it as you maintained a seductive eye contact with him, trying to tell him this was what you wanted. Your hand traced his mask, down to the side of his face softly, and he closed his eyes, taking in your touch. You leaned forward, no longer wanting to restrain yourself from finding out how he kissed and how his lips felt on yours. But he pulled back a little and tensed. You opened your eyes.

           "What’s wrong?“

           "Well…we haven’t done this before…”

           "Well of course not. We just met.“ You chuckled then you looked down shyly. "Am I going too fast for you?”

           He shook his head and cupped your face. “Not at all…”

           Slowly, he opened his mouth and captured your lips sweetly.

           And God did he know how to kiss.

           Although his movements were hesitant, they were slow and breathtaking as you both tried to study each other. You pulled his head down so you could deepen the kiss, and you both stumbled back, laughing into the kiss. He stepped forward as you walked backwards, your lips still locked together. You trusted him and he guided you to a wall, gently placing a hand on the back of your head so you didn’t get hurt from the impact. That made you lunge at him more passionately and immediately, tongues became involved. 

           Your hands immediately roamed down his chest and pulled his waist closer to the heat pooling in your lower abdomen. You grinded into his hardness and he groaned. The vibration reached your mouth as you both continued to kiss and it excited your senses even more. You nipped at his lip hungrily and you both paused to stare at each other, catching your breath; bodies still touching dangerously. You were drawn to this man in front of you and you weren’t sure if this was going to scare him off, but you decided to speak your mind anyway.

           "I need you.“

           You whispered, ghosting your breath over his lips.

           "What?” he blinked; you could tell he was a bit worried, but also anticipating.

           Your hand found its way to his bulge and you traced the outline aggressively. His breath hitched as you did so and you repeated yourself, more firmly this time.

           "I need you.“

           His lips crashed into yours immediately and you welcomed the vigor. His hands were soon caressing all your curves and you exhaled needily as he began kissing your neck. You threaded your fingers through his hair as you continued to grind into him.  

           "Follow me.”

           He breathed into your neck and you nodded. Gently, he took your hand and led you away from the crowd, into one of the lounges.

           "Don’t get me wrong.“ he breathed as he took out the key. "I had gotten one just in case we wanted to talk without the blaring music.”

           You giggled.

           The door opened and he awkwardly stepped in. You shut the door behind you and smirked at him playfully.

           "Come here.“ You called as you leaned your back onto the door.

           He licked his lips and slid towards you. As soon as he was close enough, you pulled his tie down and captured his lips hungrily. His hands found its way to your ass and he gave it a light squeeze. Immediately, you wrapped that leg around and heaved him closer to you. Your panties were damp already from anticipation and you needed friction. Judging from how hard he was, he needed it as well.

           You moaned into his mouth as you rubbed yourself onto him, and he groaned, trying to control his urge.

           "Don’t fight it.” You breathed on his lips. “I want you.”

           He bit your lower lip, full of desire. You grabbed his shoulders and spun around, pinning him to the door. He was taken aback, but before he could react or speak, your hands were rubbing his clothed cock as you intensely gazed at him, checking to see if your forwardness was scaring him off. Contrastingly though, you felt yourself getting wetter as he was heaving under your touch, his hips circling to meet your hands.

           "Oh my god.“ he breathed as he grabbed your hand and pressed it harder onto him.

           "Can I?” You fluttered your lidded eyes at him and he glanced at you questioningly.


           You unbuckled his belt easily with one hand, while you continued to please him with your other.

           "Ah fuck.” he cursed and your lips curled up happily.

           You dropped his pants and latched your tongue onto the outline of his cock without hesitation.


           "I like it when you curse.” You smirked as your hand slid underneath his shirt to trace his lower abdomen playfully.

           "Fuck, how are you so good.“ he hissed.

           You glanced up arrogantly, "Baby, I haven’t even started yet.”

           He stared at you eagerly as you climbed back to come face to face with him. His eyes were burning holes into you with lust and desire, and you reveled in the feeling. Swiftly, you stuffed your hands inside his boxers and swallowed his gasp by kissed him. He squirmed as you massaged his dick inconsistently. You would do it for a bit then focus on kissing him senselessly then return to it.

           "You’re teasing.“ he breathed.

           You smirked. "What do you want from me?”

           He stared at you. You slipped your hand out of his boxers and he hissed at the loss of contact.

           "I won’t know what you want me to do unless you tell me.“

           You wanted to hear him beg. You wanted him to tell you he wanted you a certain way. But something seemed to change in him and he smirked back at you.

           "First, my princess.” he caressed your face. “I want you out of that dress.”

           You turned around and lifted your hair up, “You’ll have to get me out of it then.”

           He growled as his gaze was now directed at your exposed neck. Slowly, his hands lay on your waist and he peppered sweet yet passionate kisses down the side of your neck. You sighed and melted into him. In the midst of pleasuring you, his hands found your zipper and pulled it down hurriedly. He slid down your straps, nipping at your neck even more fervently. Your dress fell to the floor and this time, you lunged at him, sucking at his neck expertly. His hands roamed your newly exposed skin, addicted to how soft it felt. He pulled at your underwear playfully and you began walking away, a flirtatious smirk on your face. He watched intently as you crawled onto the bed seductively.

           You lay on your side, displaying your assets that were teasingly hidden by your coordinated black bra and panties. Biting your lip and staring at him, you stuck your index finger into your mouth and sucked on it. His eyes were mesmerized and locked on you as you traced your cleavage with your wet fingers. Languidly, you moved down to your underwear and stroked yourself gently. Swiftly, he marched over and grasped your hand to stop you, and crashed his lips into yours.

           Using the element of surprise, you pushed him into the bed and straddled him, grinding into his hardness. His hips immediately bucked up into you and you moaned. Quickly, your fingers unbutton his shirt and you licked down his torso as you gazed at him with a lustful expression. You felt his dick twitch into your chest as you got closer and he groaned.

           "Still don’t want to tell me what you want?“ you smirked.

           "I want to cum in your mouth.”

           You shook your head. “Please let me cum in to your mouth.”

           "Please.“ he urged.

           "Then be good.”

           He nodded breathlessly.

           "Keep your hands behind your head.“ You ordered and he immediately followed.

           The need was throbbing so much that it was starting to become painful, but still, you weren’t quite satisfied with his begging. Your hands began to trace the skin around his crotch. You playfully caressed his inner thighs, pressing prolonged kisses against his hips, and toyed with the skin above his dick by drawing gentle circles. He writhed underneath your touch, his body begging for more. You knew what he wanted, but you wanted him disheveled, about to come undone with just a simple touch. You smacked his thighs gently to scold him and he stopped his squirming. His breathing was getting more shallow and his hands were curling into the sheets.

           "So needy.” You smirked as you kissed his still clothed cock. It was straining so much that you were afraid it would spring out of his boxers on his own. You crawled over him and smiled.

           "I’ll let you touch one thing.“ You whispered as you pulled down your bra. "Which do you want to touch?”

           Breathlessly, he began massaging one of your breasts and your face contorted into one of pleasure, which only served to escalate his want.

           "Harder.“ You moaned and he groaned as he thumbed your nipple. "Faster.”

           He obliged then as he was getting into a rhythm, you pulled away. His breath hitched with anticipation as you kissed his neck sweetly.

           "You almost got punished.“ You hissed into his ear and he shivered.

           "Please.” he begged. He bucked his hip up and flipped you over so that he was now on top of you. He rolled into you and you breathed pleasurably, which encouraged him. As he grinded into you, your leg slowly made its way up his thigh and his arms weakened. Your hands wrapped around him and tugged down his boxers slightly.

           "You’re close aren’t you?“ You mused.

           He couldn’t do anything but close his eyes and pant heavily, resting his head onto your chest. You knew he needed a release so you grabbed his hands and guided him to massage your breasts. He slowly began kissing and sucking at your neck, and you quickly pried his hands off of you.

           "I’ll give you what you need.”

           He glanced at you desperately, and you smiled gently to reassure him.

           "On your back.“

           Gently, he obeyed and you climbed on top of him, sweetly kissing him, his hands once again finding its way to your waist and to your boobs. You grinded into his clothed cock as you continued to swirl your tongue against his. The kisses soon became more sloppy and heated. Feeling that he was close, you bit his lip and pulled off his boxers. His cock sprung up. You covered your hands with pre-cum and immediately began rubbing his dick. Your hands moved quickly and slickly since he was dripping immensely already.

           "Ah fuck.” He groaned and you sped up. You used your other hand to massage his balls, and that sent him over the edge. You continued your rhythm, letting him ride out his orgasm, as you whispered repeatedly, “You’re cumming so well for me baby boy. Keep going.” Your words only made him fuck your hand harder, until he was out of breath and in a daze.

           "Holy shit.“ he breathed, at a loss.

           You grinned and climbed over him, carefully, trying not to touch his sticky mess. Gently, you pressed a soft kiss on his lips.

           "You’re welcome.”

           You rolled the sheets and cleaned him up as he tried to catch his breath.

           "What about you?“ he questioned.

           You glanced at him, a mischievous glint in your eye. "If I didn’t completely scare you off and you want to see me again, we’ll see how things go.”

           You winked as you chucked the stained sheets to the corner of the room and threw his pants at him.

           "I suggest you go commando, because your boxers are soaked.“

           "Damn.” he pressed his head into the stack of pillows, amazed. “What the fuck was that?”

           Your lips curled up, your heart welling up at his genuine awe.

           As you were about to leave the bed, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you down. His lips found its way to yours and kissed you passionately, making you dizzy. He used your astonishment to climb down so he was face level with your wetness. He flicked his tongue out and you moaned. Playfully, he licked your inner thighs and the crease between your hip bone and legs. It was your turn to be out of breath and needy. His fingers stroked you gently through your panties, until you were pressing down to meeting it instinctively. Then he pulled away, grinning from ear to ear.

           You looked at him desperately as he whispered onto your lips.

           "Let’s meet again then.“

           You swallowed and he chuckled, rolling off the bed. He jumped into his pants and began buttoning up his shirt.

           "Where?” You questioned curiously.

           "Here seems like a nice spot.“ He teased cheekily as he straightened up his Maroon Mask.  

            You giggled as you got up from the bed. You felt his eyes on you as you walked over to the dress he had discarded by the door. Teasingly, you bent down and locked gazes with him. He bit his lip as you slipped into your dress slowly, milking the sight of your exposed skin. Walking over, he zipped you up as he peppered your back with kisses as he did so. He got to your neck and nipped at it, not wanting to leave the room. 

            You turned to face him and immediately, your lips and tongues were battling it out once more, fighting for dominance. He gripped at your wrists so you couldn’t tease him with your hands but your foot playfully stroked his. The slit of your dress exposed your thigh and he released one of your hands so that he could pull your leg up by his waist to trace your skin beneath it.

            You smiled into the kiss excitedly. Both of you were trying to tease each other in order to leave a more lasting impression. Your heart raced. Did you even have that in common?

           You both separated, out of breath.

           "We’ll meet again.” You whispered.

           He simply nodded and you stepped out of the room, glancing back at the Maroon masked man, completely smitten. He was giving you a lopsided grin in return, his eyes also expressing intrigue. You gave a shy smile and disappeared into the crowd, making your way to the exit.    

          Your night didn’t go as you had expected it to.

           It was exceeded your expectations.

            So you were on cloud nine when you finally got to your house. Hurriedly, you changed and curled into your bed, squealing like it was your first time doing any of that. But it felt like the first time; it was different. It was electrifying and exciting. You didn’t completely lead it and he didn’t completely give in to you either. You hadn’t really experienced such an unpredictable time before and it astonished you.

            You stared at the rose you had placed in a vase on your bedside table and smiled.

           V was absolutely perfect.      

           Taehyung arrived at his place and whipped out his phone, hurriedly typing something into it as he took off his suit and tie.

           You immediately shot up from your bed as text from V came in; your eyes widened at the message.

           V: I’m so sorry I didn’t get to make it tonight. I had a sudden work emergency and my phone ran out of battery. Sucky timing, omg. I’M REALLY SORRY! I’LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU!

           V: Did you end up staying and having a good time anyway?

           V: You looked beautiful in the picture you sent me by the way. I’m beating myself up that I didn’t get to see you in person.

            You stared at the texts in horror.


           Jimin whistled happily as he pressed in the pass code of his apartment. He hung his coat and didn’t even flinch when Hoseok appeared in his hallway.

           "Where have you been?“ His best friend questioned. "I tried calling you, but you didn’t answer so I let myself in.”

           "It’s all good.“ Jimin grinned nonchalantly.

           "Wait… why’re you dressed like that?” Hoseok glanced at his attire curiously. “Where the hell did you go?”

           Jimin smirked as he lifted the Maroon Mask off his face.

           "I went to a fucking ball.“


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Scorose Fanfiction #115

Effect by icylemonsquash
Rated T | Complete | Oneshot

Hello, hello! I was going through my fanfiction account and looking for old stories that I’d favourited and this was one of them. It’s quite a funny and cute oneshot and I think you guys will enjoy it!

This is a companion piece to He Fancies You.


Scorpius is well aware that he has feelings for a certain Rose Weasley and seeing her makes him feel things. He’s not exactly sure what to do about his feelings, but will he pull his act together before it’s too late?

My favourites always change, but at this moment, my favourite multichaps are: #2: Excuses, #3: After A Storm, #5: The Dragon Club, #8: Chronicles/Paramnesia#12: Broken#15: Dodge, #31: Art of Seduction, #43: Havoc, #56: 30 Days of You and Me, #62: Bloodline, #81: Compliments, #92: Girl Behind The Curtain, #101: Lessons Learned/Finding the Future, #102: Our Little Secret

Of course, I do enjoy all the stories I recommend, so if you are looking for a good multichapter fic, these are all very good in my opinion.

Masquerade II: Welcome to Burlesque & Balls. PART 5. [BTS x Reader fic]

With a mask, you could be whoever you want to be. You could be someone completely different, or you could be unabashedly yourself.

**DISCLAIMER: Since this is the second saga of MASQUERADE, there will be SPOILERS! So if you haven’t already, it is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED that you read Masquerade first before this for context and for better understanding, plus you won’t spoil the ending of that story for yourself. ;) **

Link to previous story here: MASQUERADE

Summary: Being the receptionist of Club Masquerade and working as a barista wasn’t quite enough to make your ends meet comfortably, so when a new place opens up nearby that’s looking for attractive females to perform in a neo-Burlesque club, you jumped at the chance for a new job and a chance to do something more than sitting behind a desk or counter. But just like your financial status, your love life wasn’t all too great either. When it seemed like all hope was lost, fate had other plans for you. Unexpected suitors waltzed into your life in various ways, and unbeknownst to each of them, you play the field, hoping to overcome your fears and finally find Mr. Right among them…

       But it seems you’re not the only one keeping secrets.    

Link to Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

Club Au, Masquerade Ball Au, Burlesque Au

Taehyung x Reader x Jimin

Fluff & Smut

Originally posted by bwibelle

Originally posted by jeonsshi

         You stepped out of the shower when you heard the ringing of your doorbell. You hadn’t expected anyone to come. Hurriedly, you wrapped a towel around yourself and padded outside to witness Jimin throwing up, wincing at the gross scene.

           Tae carefully guided him around the puke, ushering a limp Jimin into the house.

           "Good Lord, Jimin.“

           You gasped as you grabbed hold of him while Tae went to grab something to clean up the mess. Jimin stared down at your cleavage and groaned, realizing you were simply just in a towel. You were torturing him.

           He whined and leaned into you as you dragged him to your couch. He lay down of his own accord, hugging his favorite pillow tightly. You sniffed him.

           "How much did you drink? Wow.” You wafted the air playfully.

           He cried, kicking his feet cutely. “My head hurts and my stomach. Wahhh!”

           You rolled your eyes and sighed. “Let me go get you stuff.”

           Kicking your garbage can next to his head, you waltzed to your kitchen humming happily. You were used to taking care of Jimin, considering at least one of you was plastered every time you came home from a party in college. That is, if all three of you came home together at all. Contrary to his usual suave and friendly demeanor or even his flirtatiously seductive one, Jimin was an absolute child whenever he wasn’t feeling in tip-top shape.

           Jimin glared at Tae who was kindly cleaning up the mess he had made on your doorstep. The two of you seemed so domestic already, he wanted to insert his head into your trash can and barf all over again.

           His expression immediately contorted back into one of pain when you appeared beside him with water and medicine.

           "Y/N.“ he whined.

           "Yeah, yeah. I’m right here. Stop calling for me.” You exhaled. “Up.”

           He pushed himself up and opened his mouth. You popped the pill in and shoved the glass into his hand.

           "Why’re you here?“ You hissed as you checked that Tae wasn’t within earshot. "You are killing the mood!”

           "Why is HE here?“ Jimin eyed you.

           "He turned out to be V.” You whispered timidly. “We had sex last night…twice.”

           Jimin  began choking on his water violently. You patted his back.

           "Easy there.“ You chuckled.

           "You what?” he stated lowly. “What about the Maroon mask guy? Was he there?”

           "Yeah.“ Your eyes looked around. "I’ll tell you about it another time. Are you really not feeling well?”

           Jimin frowned and held the end of her towel cutely.

           "Fine.“ You believed him. "You stay here. You know where everything is. Walk around with the trash can if you get up from the couch.”

           "Wh-what…?“ He blinked.

           "Tae, you wanna go out somewhere to get ourselves hungry for dinner?” You called out.

           "Yea, sounds good.“ Tae giggled. "I just need some clothes to change into.”

           You glanced down at Jimin, and he shook his head threateningly. Ignoring his gesture, you stood up.

           "Yeah, Jimin left some here just in case he comes back here plastered. He and our close friend Hoseok used to crash here since my house is the closest to the Club. It should still be here from back then.“ Your eyes widened sternly towards Jimin so he wouldn’t refute your statement. Then you gestured for Tae to follow you. "I don’t know if it’ll fit you since you’re taller than him.”

           Jimin’s eye twitched angrily at the comparison.

           "I’m sure I can rock showing my ankles. I don’t mind.“ Tae giggled and your room door shut.

           Jimin scrambled off the couch and tiptoed to your room, pressing his ear against the door.

           "They’re just sweats, but try them on.”

           "Okay.“ Tae beamed and slipped out of his pants as you blushed, averting them respectfully as he changed nonchalantly. You sat on the bed holding your towel together.

           "Good?” he smiled.

           Although, it was oddly baggy but short in length, the style worked on him. You nodded in approval.

           "Lemme go shower first.“ Tae chuckled as he threw the clothes off until he was just left in his boxers. "Sorry, I have a dislike for clothes, especially shoes and socks.”

           You smiled timidly. “I don’t mind.”

           He giggled and came over to kiss you. You leaned back, letting him crawl on top of you as you mirrored the movement of his lips. Jimin coughed and gagged loudly outside, causing them both to jump, finally remembering they weren’t alone. Tae laughed and pecked you chastely before walking out of your room. Jimin hid until the bathroom door shut and the shower was on, and then he marched to your room.

           You raised your eyebrows as he lay on your bed in fetal position.

           "What’re you doing?“

           "If you’re leaving me here, I get your bed.”

           You rolled your eyes.

           "Is my little baby Chim Chims sulky because I can’t take care of him ~“ You cooed, going to pinch his cheeks but he swatted your hand away.

           "Btdubs, we had sex here and the couch.” You smirked.

           "Noooo!“ Jimin groaned and he hurriedly threw your sheets off your bed. "I’m going to do your laundry and wipe down your couch. COME ON! I SLEEP THERE!”

           "You have your OWN house Jimin. But you’re totally welcome to do my laundry when I’m gone.“ You snorted and stuck your tongue out. "Probably the only time you’d get to touch my lingerie anyway.”

           Jimin scoffed as he pulled off your beddings, shoving you off your own bed. “Sperm. Sperm everywhere!”

           "Oh jeez Jimin. Like you don’t have your own sperm.“

           "Yeah it’s mine! I don’t like sleeping in someone else’s!” he retorted.

           "Are we really having this conversation right now?“ You looked at him amused. "What’s really happening Jimin? You don’t like drinking alone.”

           "How do you know I was drinking alone?“ he moped, sitting in your now bare bed.

           "Well, for one, if Hoseok was with you, he would never have let you come over here wasted. And I was also preoccupied as you see, so your two drinking buddies were not available last night. You left a gazillion messages on my phone which meant you weren’t with a girl. So you were drinking your sad ass away.”

           "I wasn’t SAD.“

           You put a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. "Are you upset that I’m getting some action for free?”

           He lunged at you so that he was on all fours looking down at you. You crossed your arms over your towel, unfazed.

           "Are you frustrated over that girl that fucked you good last weekend?“

           He stared at you, debating on how to answer that and you immediately knew you hit the nail on the head.

           "Oh my gosh.” You grinned at his hesitancy. “You can’t forget about her!”

           You laughed out loud. “Oh my gosh. Park Jimin can’t get a girl out of his head. Oh wait – did you sleep with her?”

           "Well no…not exactly…“ he trailed off.

           "She REFUSED to have THE PARK JIMIN ram inside of her? Oh WOW.” You cracked up, smacking his chest happily. “You have found your challenge, sir!”

           He grumbled as he rolled off of you. “Get changed. Unless you’re planning to flash the entire neighborhood.”

           "Well I’m waiting for someone who’s supposed to be hungover to get out of my room.“ You slapped his arm. "I need to dress up decently for this date.”

           "Your date is wearing MY sweatpants. I wouldn’t dress up too much.“ he retaliated.

           "Well I don’t think a towel will be good either.” You argued.

           Jimin smirked and tugged at the end that was squeezed between your breasts to hold it up. You gasped, hugging the towel against yourself, and gave him a strong punch to the arm.

           "Out. Park Jimin. Be glad I’m not kicking you out after hacking on my door mat and ruining a perfectly good chance at afternoon sex.“ You retorted.

           "Well you still can. I’ll watch.” he teased.

           "Out. Now. Go clean the couch if you want.“

           "I’m going on your bed.” He grabbed your beddings defiantly, and scurried out the room.

           You rolled your eyes and locked your door, just in case he had any ideas.

           "Don’t stay too long.“You glared at Jimin. "You had things to do today right?”

           Jimin smirked. “What things?”

           "You know those things you were telling me about that you needed to GO HOME for?“ You gritted your teeth, sending threatening vibes to Jimin.

           Should the night end well with Tae, you didn’t want to be cockblocked in your own apartment. Nor did you want him to think anything weird about yours and Jimin’s relationship.

           "Have fun bro.” Jimin waved.

           "Thanks.“ Tae grinned, waving amiably in return.

           You gave one last pleading look towards Jimin, in which he simply blew you a kiss playfully. You rolled your eyes and shut the door.

           Jimin huffed and whipped out his phone. He had received a billion calls from Hoseok that he had completely ignored and now, his best friend was calling once again.

           "Yo.” he greeted coolly.


           Jimin sighed, figuring that you naturally told Silver, who told Hoseok, who quick-wittedly put two and two together.


           "That doesn’t mean you sleep with her too!“ Hoseok hissed. ” And YOU’RE the sketchy one! What the fuck are you thinking? This could ruin your entire friendship, Jimin.“

           "Well I’m assuming you haven’t told your girlfriend since I’m at her house and she’s still clueless. So as long as we both keep quiet, she won’t find out so don’t worry.”

           "What are you doing in her house?? Leave her alone! Why did you even do that in the first place?? And I didn’t tell my girlfriend because I DON’T WANT OUR FRIENDSHIP TO BE RUINED BECAUSE OF YOUR DICK!“ Hoseok yelled, causing Jimin to pull his phone away from his ear.

           "It’ll be fine, Hoseok. Trust me. This guy looks like he’s going to hurt her. He’s like too perfect. Nobody can be that perfect. So I need to stop that before something happens. And that’s why I’m here.”

           "Why on Earth would you do that? Neither of us have ever done that. Jimin, you need to let her LEARN on her own. She’s a big girl. If she gets hurt, then we’ll be there like we always have. Please, please, PLEASE stop this Maroon mask thing for my sanity.“

           "But you don’t see how into this guy she is. She’s buying the lie of this dating app and believing they’re the perfect match.”

           "And what if they are, Jimin? What if they’re not? Who are you to get involved? And none of this explains why you fucking slept with her!“

           Hoseok paused.

           "Don’t tell me…do you have feelings for Y/N?”

           Jimin cracked up. “What? Me? Oh please Hoseok, ask something plausible. It was all in good fun.”

           Hoseok sighed. “Well if you don’t want a relationship with her then stay the fuck out of her love life Jimin. It’s already messed up enough without you jumping in there.”

           Jimin hummed, no longer paying attention to his nagging friend.

           "And for goodness sake, get the hell out of her house.“

           "You two are close, huh?” Tae giggled.

           "Our friend Hoseok has a girlfriend now so Jimin’s still trying to cope with the loss of the trio.“ You explained shyly. "It was always us three getting into shenanigans since college.”

           Tae grabbed your hand and smiled. “You’re so sweet.”

           You grinned, glad he didn’t take it weirdly. “I’ll try to have you meet Hoseok soon. He used to work at the Club too.”

           "Oh, why doesn’t he now?“

           "Well we have rules in the Club.” You stated. “None of the hosts can be in a steady relationship. So when they find someone they’re really serious about, we call it ‘graduating’ out of the Club.”

           "Wow, that’s such an interesting concept.“ Tae blinked. "I think the whole place is pretty intriguing.”

           "I think so too. I’ll introduce you to the guys next time you swing by.“

           "I’d like that.” he giggled as he led you somewhere. “So I was actually going to take you here later on as well you, not Coffeegirl.”

           You blinked, urging him to go on.

           "I wanted to do something holiday-ie and I found that they decorated this park like a Christmas village. I wanted to see it with you.“ he blushed. "I had a bunch of things I prepared, but obviously, this was so unexpected…”

           You laughed.

           He took his scarf off and wrapped it around your neck, sweetly kissing you on the nose.

           "But I guess I’ll have to improvise.“

           He pulled your hand into his pocket and continued your stroll. Your grin widened, feeling immense butterflies at his romantic actions.

           "We’ll walk around and then grab hot chocolate with marshmallows!” he giggled.

           "I love those!“ You beamed, excitedly hitting his arms as he laughed.

           You leaned your cheek onto his shoulder as you walked through the Christmas village. His eyes twinkled enthusiastically as he watched children running around, playing with the fake snow. You were so busy admiring the intricate designs with the lights and the realistic igloos that you didn’t realize Tae gathering snow.

           "Y/N.” he called out.

           You turned your head and he threw a snowball at your face, giggling. You gasped and laughed in disbelief.


           You bent down to collect snow too and he skipped away, hiding behind the nearby children, and telling them to protect him.

           "She’s an evil monster! We must defeat her!” he cried out.

           The children innocently played along with Tae’s story, so you were pelted and tackled by the adorable kids until they were stacked on top of you, cracking up with glee. Tae snickered as he helped you up, after thanking the kids for their brave fight. You felt yourself melt at how he lifted one of kids up easily and made funny faces to incite fits of laughter from her. He caught you staring and after whispering something to the young girl, handed her over to you.

           "You’re really pretty.“ the girl blushed as you held her warmly.

           "Why thank you.” You smiled then whispered. “Did he tell you to say that?”

           "Yes.“ she laughed.

           "Yah.” Tae whined. “It was supposed to be our secret!”

           The girl squealed and wrapped her arms around your neck as Tae crept over to you two.

           "Run, run, run!“ the girl giggled and you scurried around playfully avoiding Tae.

           In no time, the girl’s mom came to take her, apologizing for the inconvenience.

           "Bye bye~” Tae waved and gave the girl a high-five then he pointed to you, giving the girl a wink.

           She grinned and beckoned you to come down to her level. Curiously, you did so. The girl leaned over and kissed you on the cheek. If you had the ability, you probably would’ve turned into goo at that moment.

           "He told me he’s been wanting to do that to you.“ she giggled.

           The mom scooped her daughter up and you blushed.

           "Kids.” Tae shook his head lightheartedly. “Too honest.”

           You chuckled as you intertwined your fingers into his. “I’ll pass it on then.”


           You pressed your lips onto his cheek, tiptoeing to reach him. Then you hurriedly looked down at the ground. Tae’s grin widened and he skipped to the next section of the village, giddily.

           "Thanks…for everything.” You blushed as Tae walked you out of the Lounge. But this time, your hands were interlocked with his. Everyone was envious of yours and Tae’s new public displays of affection. It was hard to hide how smitten you two were and frankly, neither of you wanted to.

           "I had fun.“ he chuckled. "I’ll see you tomorrow?”

           You nodded, a bit disappointed. But he leaned down and kissed you. You grabbed his shirt to pull him closer. He broke the kiss, smiling goofily, and waved before scurrying to his apartment.


           Dating didn’t guarantee you would have sex every day. It was about more than that. You shook your head, trying to shake off the feeling of disappointment that he didn’t invite you over or ask to stay the night again.

           This was going to be different than your other experiences, because Tae was different than all of the other guys.

           This was good.

           You slipped into your house and you were thoroughly impressed to find that it was spotless.

           "Must’ve been bored.“ You snorted, throwing your coat and keys onto the couch freely.

           Then you spotted a light emerging from your room so you padded over there. You chuckled as you found Jimin curled up inside your freshly washed sheets. Your laundry was neatly folded beside him and some late-night game show was playing on your television. Carefully, you removed your laundry and put them away in their appropriate places. Then you sat beside his peaceful figure, smiling at how innocent he looked for once.

           "Nobody would think you were the spawn of Satan and the enemy of women.” you chuckled as you pulled your blanket up to cover him fully.

           You caressed his shoulder, lulling him to deeper sleep. As you were leaning over to turn off your lamp, you felt his fingers curl around your wrist.

           "You’re home?“ he groggily stated.


           "What about Tae?“ he yawned as he rubbed his eyes.

           "He went home.” you chuckled.

           "Aww I’m sorry.“ he frowned. "It doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to.”

           You laughed, knowing Jimin understood your struggle.

           "I know. This is just different. But do-able.“

           Jimin sat up. "How was it?”

           "Wonderful.“ You smiled fondly.

           "I’m glad.” he patted your hand. “Sorry about my freak out this morning and for intruding.”

           "It’s all good. You were just worried about me.“ You squeezed his cheek. "It was cute.”

           Jimin scoffed.

           "Well rest up.“ You urged. "You’ve had a rough day so get some good sleep. I know you have a special relationship with my mattress.”

           "It’s the best.“ Jimin exhaled as he sunk back into your pillows.

           You shook your head and stood up to grab your pajamas.

           "Just sleep here too.” he offered.

           You glanced at him before you stepped out of the room.

           "I’ll be on the couch.“

           Jimin exhaled as you lightly shut the door.

           "Where are we going Tae?” You giggled as he held your hand and gripped the steering wheel with the other.

           "I told you…“ Tae’s lips curled up as he turned into a new street. ”…it’s a surprise.“

           "I’m curious though.” You pouted and he laughed.

           At a red light, he leaned over and kissed you. You immediately deepened the kiss, but he returned to driving.

           "Okay, you’ve convinced me to tell you.“ he laughed. "We’re going to my workplace.”

           "The animal hospital??“ You gasped. "Oh no!”

           "What?“ he sounded concerned.

           "I should’ve dressed up more.” You teased. “What if they don’t like me? I should’ve brought some treats!”

           He giggled and kissed your hand.

           "They’re going to love you.“

           You smiled.

           Timidly, you walked beside Tae as people bowed to him happily.

           "This is Y/N.” he introduced you to his workers and some of the pet owners he knew well. “I wanted to show her my favorite patients.”

           He winked at you and you giggled as he knelt down and patted a dog that was lying down patiently in the waiting room. The dog perked up, recognizing him.

           "Hand.“ Tae held his hand out and the dog positioned his paw onto his palm obediently. "Good boy. I want to introduce you to my friend.”

           You knelt down, waiting for Tae to instruct you.

           "Here.“ he placed a treat in your hand. "You have to make a food offering first.”

           You giggled and placed your hand near the dog, waiting for it to take the treat. The dog cautiously sniffed your palm and licked the treat out of it.

           "Now you can pet him.“

           You grinned and scratched the dog gently, causing him to move over and lay his head on your lap, enjoying your action.

           "Wow, you’re a natural.” Tae laughed. “He hated me at first.”

           He whispered to the owner. “He knows a pretty girl when he sees one.”

           You cracked up. “Oh Tae.”

           "Come. I’ll show you the rabbits.“

           You perked up. "Rabbits?”

           Tae gave the dog one last treat to free you and took you to the back.

           "If we need to keep a close eye on the pets, they stay here for a couple of days. Of course, families can visit or stay with them.“ Tae led you to a room that was playing soft, classical music. "The music soothes my patients so I like playing it.”

           "Oh my goodness.“ You cooed as he led you to a pen of rabbits.

           Tae grinned as he watched you play with them endearingly.

           Later on, he took you to the hospital cafeteria, where you felt that all eyes were on you. Just like he was at Burlesque, he was probably the object of affection for a lot of his co-workers here. You giggled, reminded of Jimin and his office workers.

           "What’s funny?” he found a table for you two.

           "You must’ve gotten a lot of confessions while working here.“

           "Mostly anonymous though.” Tae laughed. “How’d you know?”

           "I sense these things.“ You flirted playfully. "Am I the first girl you brought here?”

           "Yeah.“ Tae smiled and you blushed, not expecting the answer.


           "Yeah.“ he giggled. "My workplace is important to me so I don’t bring people here casually.”

           You smiled gratefully, feeling extremely special and honored.

           "Let’s eat. Food’s great here.“ he giggled.

           You nodded and did so.

           "What made you want to be a vet, specializing in animal surgery?”

           He hummed as he chewed.

           "I lived on a farm in Daegu so I grew up raising animals. I found myself always wanting to keep them healthy and figuring out ways to help them if they got sick, and well it went from there. I commuted from home while I was working in a different branch of the hospital over there, but I really wanted to move to the city. I told you about my friends who own businesses right?“

           "Yeah, how you became a bartender?”

           "One actually paid for the down payment of my apartment while the other hooked up me with his new enterprise– the Lounge. So I’ve been saving up to pay them back and saving up to open my own hospital.“

           "Wow. You have fantastic friends.” You gawked. “I don’t know if I’d lend Hoseok and Jimin money…well probably, if I had it.” You contemplated. “They should be doing that for me! I’ve been jipped!”

           Taehyung laughed. “If they ever come to visit me, I’ll be sure to introduce you.”

           "I’d like that.“ you grinned. "I have to thank them for bringing you here.”

           You then cringed at your cheesiness.

           "Cute.“ Taehyung grinned as he continued chewing.

           A week later, you finally set up a double date with Hoseok and Silver.

           "You wanna come?” You asked Jimin after work, since the Lounge was closed for the day. “I feel like I haven’t seen you around.”

           "Sure, why not.“ he shrugged. "I don’t wanna miss out on the fun.”

           You smiled and stepped out of the Club, where you both found Tae waiting for you.

           "Chims!“ he greeted as he wrapped his arm around your waist. "Good for you to join us!”

           "Thanks.“ Jimin stated flatly.

           "How was work, sweetie?” Tae looked down at you fondly.

           "Good.“ You giggled as you two walked ahead.

           Jimin snarled and rolled his eyes as he was forced to watch you two act lovey-dovey.

           "Silver! Hoseok!” You beamed as they waved you down.

           Silver squealed and scurried to you, excited to finally meet your perfect match.

           "Oh my goodness. You must be V or Tae.“ she grabbed his hand and shook it frantically. "I’m so happy to finally meet you!”

           Jimin rolled his eyes as Hoseok shrugged apologetically.

           "I’m sorry. She’s just heard a lot of good things about you from Y/N.“ Hoseok appeased and they shook hands.

           You elbowed Silver and mouthed for her to calm down.

           "It’s great to finally meet you! I’ve heard great things about you from Y/N too! She said you really kept her sane throughout college.”

           "I really tried. Really.“ Hoseok snickered and you glared at him. He coughed and gestured to the table they had reserved. "Let’s sit?”

           Naturally, the couples sat in one side of the booth with each other and Jimin slid beside you, ignoring Hoseok’s dangerous gaze. Jimin noticed that there weren’t enough utensils and began cleaning the ones in front of him then sliding it over to you. You nudged him and Hoseok shook his head.

           "Oh no. There aren’t enough utensils!“ You moved the utensils back to Jimin sneakily.

           "Oh here. Have mine.” Tae raised his arm. “Can we get one more set of utensils here?”

           Jimin huffed.

           When the meals came out, Jimin unconsciously started moving the green peppers in his to your plate. It wasn’t until Hoseok kicked him lightly that he looked up to find everyone staring at him.


           He caught your threatening glare and he chuckled.

           "She just has an odd love for green peppers and I don’t care for them, so we like to give them to her. Right guys?” he glanced at Hoseok and Silver, who smiled weakly.

           "Oh.“ Tae laughed. "Then you can have some of mine too!”

           "Oh no. It should totally be fine. I’m not THAT obsessed. He just doesn’t like them so they automatically go to me.“ You nervously explained and glared at Jimin when Tae returned to his food.

           Jimin shrugged, amused, but remained silent the rest of the night, simply listening to you four exchange places you’ve gone to for dates. At the end, you all said your goodbyes. You and Jimin glanced at each other when Tae disappeared back to his apartment close by, and Hoseok had picked up Silver in his car since they parked far.

           "That was fun.” he stated sarcastically.

           "Sorry.“ You chuckled. "You felt a bit left out, huh?”

           He shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. Want me to drive you home? I actually brought my car today.”

           "Is it the nice one?“ you grinned.

           "Come on.” he chuckled, throwing his arm around you.

           "Is it?“ You nudged him as you both walked to the Club parking lot.

           And for weeks on end, there wasn’t a moment without Taehyung. He was in the Club randomly, and he walked you home or stayed over. The only time Jimin had with you was between clients– which was roughly 5 minutes if he hurried the deed.

           Even then, the banter wasn’t completely the same. You were preoccupied with your phone, smiling like an idiot. Your stories were all about what Taehyung did or said, where he took you. So he visited you less frequently, because frankly, he didn’t care for those details.

           Instead, he took on more clients and spent every night hopping clubs around Masquerade Boulevard. He’d sleep with whoever he could get his hands on, sometimes sleeping with two to three girls separately in one night.

           But almost every time, he would leave the girls and slip into your apartment since it was close by.

           "Holy crap.” You flinched when your front door opened as you were heading to the shower. “Jimin!”

           "Oh sorry. I didn’t think you’d be up.“ he chuckled. "It’s a weekend. Why’re you awake so early?”

           "I have work at the cafe. What’re you doing here?“

           "Just wanted to crash.” He stretched and you studied him.

           You smirked. “You got laid again, huh?”

           "Of course.“ he chuckled as he sat on your couch lazily. "When do I not?”

           You rolled your eyes. “And you left her again.”

           "I never said I was going to see them again.“ he yawned. "Why do girls assume things like that when guys sleep with them?”

           You exhaled.

           "Probably cause it’s a big deal to open up our legs and risk getting pregnant?“ You retorted, sitting at the arm of your couch to stare at him challengingly.

           "But you don’t have that issue.” he looked at you questioningly.

           "That’s because I can make it fun without them being inside me.“ You winked playfully and he chuckled, kicking you lightly.

           "You’re such an ass.”

           "Who’s the bigger ass out of us two, huh?“ You slapped his leg.

           "Well I think we have an equal amount of ass.” Jimin turned so that his butt was up. “What do you think?”

           You smacked his butt loudly. “Well if your ass wants to come with me to the cafe to grab breakfast, then you better be ready when I get out of the shower.”

           "Yes, mom ~“ he lounged on your couch, exhausted.

           After a few minutes, you walked into your room to find a half naked Jimin in the middle of it. You squinted your eyes at him and he finally took notice of you.

           "I swear I’m not seducing you.” he laughed then stepped closer. “Unless it’s working?”

           You rolled your eyes as you pulled up the towel securely around you. “Your clothes are in that drawer. Tae returned them and I rewashed them again cause I know you like my laundry smell.”

           "Thanks.“ he chuckled as he grabbed his change of clothes, walking past you and into the bathroom.

           You exhaled and hurried to change.

           Jimin was typing frantically into his computer. He was wearing his glasses and a furrowed brow as he read through lengthy business proposals.

           "I’ve never seen you actually working.” you chuckled as you placed his coffee order on his table.

           He smiled as he sipped it. “Now you can see why my co-workers fall for me.”

           "It is a kinda hott.“ You whispered into his ear playfully.

           He shivered as you walked away to tend to your other customers. His lips curled up as he eyed you before returning to his paperwork.

           Many cups of coffee later, he stretched and spared a glance over at you behind the counter. You were laughing about something your customer had said and he didn’t miss the way the guy’s hands covered yours when he handed you his card. He chuckled and rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his coffee.

           Typical move.

           "Hi babe.”

           He nearly choked when he heard a familiar voice greet you.

           "Hey!“ You beamed as Tae appeared in front of you.

           "I’ll take a hot chocolate.” he grinned.

           Jimin scoffed, judging his taste.

           "Sure thing. Jimin is over there doing some work, if you wanna go wait with him. I’ll bring your drink over to you.“

           Tae turned and waved enthusiastically towards Jimin’s direction. Jimin smiled weakly and raised his hand to acknowledge him.

           "Sounds good. I’ll keep him company.” he giggled and scurried over.

           Jimin was continuously chanting in his mind, don’t come over, don’t come over, don’t come over, don’t fucking come over, oh damnit.

           “You didn’t have to come over!” he greeted Tae, a little too enthusiastically.

           "It’s okay. She said to keep you company.“ Tae giggled.

           "Did she?” Jimin nodded, trying his best to smile. “What’re you doing here?”

           "I work at the animal hospital nearby.“

           "Oh?” Jimin nodded. “My co-worker’s cousin apparently works there too.”

           "Oh who?“ Tae tilted his head.

           "Here is your hot chocolate.” You grinned as you sat down with them. “And I am officially on my break!”

           Jimin smiled and closed his laptop gently. “Well I’m going to head to the office to pick up some things to finish this weekend. Thanks for the coffee, Y/N.”

           "Anytime.“ you grinned and he raised his cup gratefully.

           "See you Tae.”

           "Bye Chim Chims.“

           On his way out, Jimin was stopped by your trainee at the door.

           "Who’s he?” he questioned.

           "I didn’t think we were on 'sharing secret’ terms.“ Jimin smirked.

           "You gonna let him take her like that?” the boy hissed.

           "That is her real boy toy. I’ve been pulling your leg, kiddo.“ Jimin patted his shoulder.

           The boy grumbled under his breath as Jimin turned to leave. "I’d have preferred you better.”

           Jimin froze and walked back to catch up with the boy. “What? Why?”

           "Because I can compete with you, but that guy seems like a legitly good candidate.“ the boy stated nonchalantly.

           Jimin huffed. "I thought we could’ve been friends, but you just crumpled that up. I’m glad I played with you, you fool. Kids aren’t her type so move on.”

           The boy glared at him and Jimin laughed, making his way out of the cafe, catching a glimpse of you and Tae chatting happily with each other as he passed by.

           “Damn you’re so wet.” he whispered as he left open mouth kisses against your skin while digging his fingers inside you.

           "Add another finger.“ you breathed.

           And he stuck two more in there, stretching you out.

           "Fuck.” you writhed as he made his way down to your nipples, licking it tauntingly.

           "How bad do you want my dick inside you?“

           "Not bad enough.” You croaked, trying not to cave into his game.

           "Oh?“ he slipped his fingers out and sucked on it.

           He lined the tip of his cock infront of your hot, soaking entrance and pressed his taut muscles onto of your body.

           "Still don’t want it?”

           "No.“ You breathed although, he was already pressing inside you, and your hips were raising up to meet his.

           "No?” he pulled out. “What about my tongue then?”

           You swallowed.

           "You haven’t seen what I can do just yet.“ he rubbed his body against you as he crawled down. He blew into your core and you cried out of need. "I’m going to have you screaming my name.”

           His tongue licked you torturously slow as you exhaled at the immense pleasure. He stuck three fingers back into you and began ravaging your clit with his tongue simultaneously.

           You gasped and sat up, your core throbbing, and your heart racing. Glancing over worriedly, you found Tae snoring lightly beside you. You groaned as you gently slipped out of bed, naked from your session with Tae just hours before, and made your way to the bathroom. You fanned yourself and splashed water on your face.

           It had been weeks since your last encounter with Maroon mask, yet like a teen in heat, you continually had recurring dreams of having hot sex with him. Even with Tae sleeping beside you, you felt your body burn up and heat pooled down to your lower abdomen whenever you had the dream.

           What was happening?

           Things were so sweet with Tae. You two had a great time hanging out and dating. It was magical and he made you feel precious and wanted. It was everything you dreamed of feeling when you started seriously dating. He was great guy. He looked out for you, never forgot anything you said you liked, and he was incredibly attractive. You made love every so often, but for some reason, you would have hot, realistic dreams about the masked man.

           What was wrong with you? You groaned as you stared at yourself in the mirror.

           This was going to pass.

           It was a bit…hard that Tae seemed to be taking things slowly, but it was just a pace you weren’t used to. Maybe serious relationships started off like this then progressed.

           Right, you guys would grow together.

           Maroon was just a temptation of your old lifestyle. You hadn’t gotten to fully experience him and that left you with some unanswered fantasies seeping into your subconscious.

           It was perfectly normal.

           "Oh. Jimin.“ a high pitched whine emerged as she rocked her hips up. "It feels so good!”

           Jimin grinned as he pulled his face away from his latest conquer.

           "Want to try something for me?“ his eyes twinkled and the girl smiled enthusiastically.


           Jimin pulled out a blindfold from his pocket. “Be a good little girl and put this on.”

           Everyone was crowded in front of that motel room, wondering what the screaming was all about.

           "That was…that was the best sex of my life.“ the woman exhaled, panting heavily.

           Jimin smirked as he pulled the blindfold off her face and chucked out the condom.


           "How was it for you?“ she breathed.

           "Do you want the truth or what you want to hear?”

           The woman turned to him, seductively displaying her body. “Tell me what I want to hear.”

           Jimin traced her figure softly and leaned down to kiss her. “It was perfect.”

           "What’s the truth?“ the girl whispered happily, expecting a romantic line.

           "That it was okay.” Jimin pulled back and her eyes widened.


           Jimin shrugged. "I’ve had better.”

           The girl exhaled incredulously and smacked him with a pillow angrily. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

           "Hey, you asked for the truth!“ Jimin laughed.

           "You’re an asshole! Get out!” she screamed.

           "Was on my way anyway.“ Jimin shrugged, grabbing his pants.

           "No wait.” the woman’s eyes widened fearfully and latched herself onto Jimin. “No wait, I can do better. I promise! Don’t leave.”

           Jimin exhaled. “What’re you going to do for me?”

           The girl smirked as she shimmied in front of his cock and flicked her tongue out. He hummed.

           "Alright. Give it a try. Make me stay.“

           She pinned him against the wall aggressively and began passionately sucking his cock. Jimin put his hands behind his head, wondering how you would take his dick, or how you would do things differently than the stranger in front of him. Would you be good at that too? His body shivered as he ultimately knew you probably would.

           He felt sorry for the woman on her knees in front of him because she was just not getting him aroused. Closing his eyes, he let his imagination run wild to help get to his release faster. Afterwards, she clung onto him as he showered her with fake compliments until she went to sleep. Then as always, he pried himself off and made his escape.

           He stared at the texts he had received from you earlier.

           Y/N: Tae’s sleeping over tonight. You know what that means ;)

           Y/N: So don’t you dare come over.

           He chuckled and started his car to drive back to his house.

           Boy could he not be any more royally fucked up.

           Or so he thought.

           His incessant fantasies of how sex would be with you soon followed himm to the Club and his clients there. He would be in his head, pretending they were you, and then comparing them to how you would be. He was sure he was infatuated with the mystery and novelty of you, but he didn’t have a cure.

           And then he fucked up even more.

           "Y/N.” he moaned as he was grinding into one of his clients. He froze, immediately realizing that he had said that out loud.

           "Oh. My. God.“ you gasped, pulling off your earphones.

           You had been listening in to check in on him and you sat at your desk, stunned.

           Did he just…did you just hear…was that YOUR name??

           Your heart raced and you hurried to shut the monitor frantically to get rid of the evidence.

           As expected, that very client was storming out angrily and you jumped into action.

           "What happened?” you feigned ignorance.

           The woman was in tears. “I’m so embarrassed. He said SOMEONE ELSE’S name. That means he was thinking of someone else while he was IN me. I’ve been his long time client. How could he?”

           "Oh honey I’m sorry.“ You hugged her and gave a look towards Jin, who was eating sweets during his break. "He’s just a bit off today. You have to forgive him. Would you like to use the rest of your time with one of our best gentlemen personas? I’m sure he’ll cheer you up.”

           "Okay.“ she sniffled and Jin swooped in warmly.

           You exhaled, having avoided a crisis.

           "You.” You called out to another host on break. “Man the desk for a sec. I need to see Chims.”

           The host nodded knowingly and you marched to the room you know he had been in.

           But he wasn’t there.

           You hummed then knocked in front of his favorite room.

           "Don’t.“ his muffled voice was heard and you chuckled.

           "Chims, what happened?” You feigned ignorance, praying that it had just been some kind of joke or mistake. Like he was thinking about you because he wanted to eat with you at the diner. Or a funny story about college popped into his mind and he was laughing your name but then it turned into a moan. You shook your head, trying not to delve into it.

           "I said someone else’s name. I fucked up.“ he exhaled.

           You lay a hand on the door.

           "You’re human, Chims. You’ve never made a mistake with a client before, it’s about time.”

           "But that’s ME. I am good at this!“ he whined.

           "And you are FANTASTIC at this. This mistake doesn’t mean you’re sucky in bed. Come on. You know that.”

           He breathed.

           "Are you crying?“

           "Not cause I’m upset. My blue balls is fucking killing me.” he sniffled.

           You chuckled, amused. “I’m coming in.”


           Before he could finish his statement, you stepped into the dark closet and you felt something touch you as you did.

           "Oh shit.” You gasped. “Jimin! Your dick just stabbed me!”

           "I told you! Blue balls.“ he stated shyly as he turned his body away from you.

           "Wait– are you naked?”

           "Do you want me to answer that….“ he sniffled.

           "You’re naked in a dark closet, crying about your blue balls after messing up your time with a client.” You teased. “I can’t wait to tell Hoseok.”

           "Don’t you dare.“ he threatened.

           You laughed, "I won’t. I won’t. What happens at work, stays at work.”

           "Do you think I’ve lost my groove?“ Jimin mumbled.

           "Not from what I’ve seen.” You shrugged. “I’ve been getting great reviews about you recently.”


           "Yeah. You’ve definitely upped the aggressive factor.” You smiled weakly. “Though I was getting concerned about you.”


           "Are you sexually frustrated?” You whispered.

           "What?? I’ve been having plenty of sex!“ he said defensively.

           "I know, I know. But like GOOD sex.” You commented.

           Jimin stayed silent.

           "You know what’ll make you feel better?“ you chuckled. "It’s actually pretty dumb and I haven’t told anyone.”

           "What?“ Jimin murmured.

           You took in a deep breath and shut your eyes. "I’ve been having sex dreams about Maroon mask.”

           There was a dense silence in the closet.

           "Am I totally a terrible person?“ You asked meekly.

           Jimin felt his heart quiver with anticipation at the thought that you were thinking about having sex with him as much as he had with you.

           "It’s been happening almost every day regardless of whether or not Tae had had sex. And don’t get me wrong, the sex is very, very good with Tae. Woo his tongue!” You fanned yourself.

           "Okay, Y/N, Y/N. Focus.“ Jimin snapped his fingers to bring you back. "You’ve been having sex dreams about another man even when one is sleeping next to you.”

           "I can’t help it!“ You groaned. "It’s my dreams! I don’t know how to get them to go away. I tried masturbating. I tried porn. I tried even reading some boring textbooks, and having really, REALLY sweet sex with Tae when he’s over. But Maroon STILL appears. Like he’s lodged in my brain like an annoying tick.” You gushed angrily.

           After a few seconds of silence, Jimin blurted out.

           "Sleep with him.“

           "What?” You gasped then as if it really sunk in, you yelled. “WHAT?”

           "You’re having dreams about him because you want to know what he’s like. Or you have this idea of how well he’s going to please you that you want.“

           "Yeah but…”

           "Are you and Tae exclusive?“

           "No, but…”

           "Has he asked you to be his girlfriend yet?“


           "Then you’re JUST dating and you can just have one hot night of passion with this Maroon mask.“ Jimin emphasized. "You’re body is practically SCREAMING for you to do it. It’s perfectly normal for you to be curious about something you find mysterious. But it’s your human right, to go out there, unravel this mystery, and BANG him like you want to. ”

           "I…I don’t know, Jimin.“ You bit your lip.

           "I’m telling you. Just get it out of your system. One night. Hot sex. Probably multiple times. No strings attached. You don’t even know WHO he is!” Jimin urged. “Then you can find out whether he’s the best random sex you’ve had in your life and then happily settle for your sweet sex with Tae for the rest of your life.”

           You groaned.

           "You know I’m right.“ Jimin smirked.

           You covered your face with your hands as he waited for you to speak.

           After a few more seconds of silence, you looked up.

           "How do I see him again?”

           Jimin smirked triumphantly, not that you could see it in the darkness.

           You slipped on a tight, short black dress, feeling the tingling of excitement course through your body at the thought of what you were going to do.

           It was Friday night– Masquerade Ball night.

           Your dress exposed your collarbones and shoulders seductively and this time, you boldly displayed your legs. It had been weeks since you met Maroon mask. Would he still be interested in you?

           You lined your lips with an alluring red lipstick.

           It didn’t matter if he didn’t want you anymore.

           You would just make him want you all over again. You smirked at yourself in the mirror.

           This was your element after all.

           You adjusted your Gold mask and pushed up your boobs as you entered the Masquerade Ball. You could feel eyes on you as you walked in and you smirked. Surely, Maroon wouldn’t pass up a chance with you, especially if you were garnering this much attention in merely a few seconds. Then your heart sped up when you spotted him, sitting arrogantly once again at the bar.

           You made your way to him, ignoring the caresses on your hips, or the attempts of hollering at you. Your eyes never left him, afraid he was going to disappear and be a hallucination. Then your body heated up when he locked gazes with you. The corner of his lip turned and he chugged the shot in his hand, straightening up as he watched you strut to him.

           "I’ve been waiting for you.“ he smirked.

           You pressed onto him, cupping his face. "Let’s skip the pleasantries, shall we?”

           Immediately, your lips crashed onto each other’s hungrily. Both your hands were roaming any part they could get into, like you guys were on a ticking time bomb. He squeezed your thighs and knowingly, you wrapped your legs around him, neither of you parting from the heated kiss. Both of you were groaning desperately as he led you back into the stall from a few weeks ago. This time though, you jumped off of him, and unbuckled his pants hurriedly, wanting again to see the cock you had been taunting you in your dreams.

           You wrapped your hand around his thickness and began pumping as he moaned and stuck his tongue down your throat. You thumbed the head of his cock and covered your palm with his pre cum.

           "Leaking for me already?“ You smirked.

           "Are you just going to give me a handjob again?” He breathed.

           "Not a chance.“ You bit his bottom lip as you pumped him faster. "Better hold on long enough to see what I can do.”

           Maroon growled and attacked your lips hungrily, traveling down to your collarbones as you whined. You pushed him against the stall wall and kissed him senseless.

           "Me first.“ You raised an eyebrow as your hands traveled down his torso and finally, you knelt in front of him. "How do you like it?”

           "However you want to give it to me.“ Maroon whispered. "Show me what you can do, Gold.”

           "Don’t fall in love with me.“ you chuckled as you swirled your tongue around his tip.

           He groaned.

           "Already whining?” You traced his length with your hand as you continued to toy with the head of cock with your tongue. “Eyes on me, baby boy.”

           Maroon glanced down as you looked at him excitedly.

           "Watch how I take you.“

           His cock was so hard already, from the pent up fantasies and frustrations, and now the added reality of your fucking dirty mouth and tongue. But he watched as you sucked only a section of his dick teasingly, torturously. You swirled your tongue in places that he didn’t think could feel good.

           "You taste good.” You hummed.

           He swallowed as you finally pushed his entire cock into your mouth. He groaned as you swirled your tongue around and then hummed. The vibrations of your voice stimulated him and he bucked his hips forward. Your hands gripped his sides and you pulled away.

           "I move. You don’t.“ You demanded.

           "And if I don’t follow?”

           You stood up and kissed him. “Then you get tortured even more.”

           He exhaled as you took him in again and began bobbing your head. Then he moved his hips forward instinctively and he hissed at the lost contact. You smirked and began kissing his hip, flicking your tongue playfully. He groaned.

           "Get on my cock, now.“ he ordered.

           "I said it was me first. You can have me do whatever you want next.”

           Your voice saying “next” pulsated through his mind and excited him. You wanted a next part to this. This night was going to be longer than he hoped for.

           Taking him by surprise, you began sucking him speedily. He grabbed your head and pushed you forward to take him deeper. You didn’t mind that so you bobbed your head faster as you massaged his balls. He moaned.

           You pulled back, making a lewd sound at the end, and looked at him as your hand replaced your mouth.

           "Would like me to swallow?“

           You hummed as you kissed his hips, his lower abdomen, and his inner things teasingly. He threw his head back as the image flashed in his mind of you swallowing as he cummed.

           "Fuck yeah.”

           "Good boy.“ You smirked.

           "Your tongue feels so good. Don’t stop.”

           A few minutes of dirty talk and cursing later, he came in your mouth and you swallowed happily.

           "Now we’re even.“

           "Not yet.” he grabbed your wrist after zipping his pants up. “It’s my turn.”

           You inhaled sharply as he passionately kissed you and you felt like putty at the way his tongue worked your lips and the inside of your mouth. As if sensing your thoughts, he smirked.

           "I have a pretty gifted tongue.“

           Your eyes twinkled with mischief. "Let’s see if it’s up to my standards.”

           Maroon growled and you jumped back onto him; the tension between you still thick and the lust dripping inside you throbbing needily. With ease, he made his way to a room he had rented inside the venue, carrying your weight easily with one arm as you left love bites on his neck. You wanted to paint his untainted body, leaving your mark as deeply as he had affected you.

           He stumbled into the room eagerly and you both crashed onto the bed, lips still locked, not getting enough of each other.

           "Dance for me.“ Maroon whispered onto your lips and you got shivers from the request.

           "As you wish.”

           You climbed off of him. Luckily, the music from the Ball could still be heard so you swayed your hips, trying to recall moves you found particularly effective from your Burlesque routine. You pulled your hair up, exposing the nape of your neck, as you touched yourself while you danced.

           "Come here.“ he ordered with lidded eyes.

           You smiled and walked to him, but sat on his lap unexpectedly, rubbing your ass on his clothed cock. He groaned, getting hard again.

           "You wanted me to dance.” You flirted.

           You swayed your hips against him and then turned to straddle him. You grinded into him along to the faint music as you gave him a lap dance. His lips found your mouth in no time and you continued to push against him as he trailed your body with kisses. You succumbed your torso to him, but your waist-down was there to tease him.

           Your hands traveled down to his hips and you felt something in his pocket.

           You stopped and pulled out a silk fabric. Your lips curled up as he stared at you.

           "For me or for you?“ You asked before leaning over to kiss him, excitement bubbling inside you. You had had a good feeling about Maroon mask and this just confirmed he was as open to experiments as you had hoped he was.

           Before, Maroon could answer, you were already wrapping the blindfold around his mask. Almost immediately, his senses heightened.

           This was different.

           He got chills when he felt your breath near his ear, and you whispered. "Bet you use this for helpless girls looking for something fun, but you’ve never tried it yourself.”

           Maroon swallowed. She was right. I mean, it was his blindfold, why would he block his own sight?

           "Let me show you how it feels.“

           You licked his neck and he gasped. Without his sight, the rest of his senses were more sensitive. You worked his neck as you unbuttoned his shirt then you pushed him down, pulling his pants off once again.

           He was completely naked in front of you. He didn’t know where you were, what you were doing. His heart was racing.

           "Tell me what you’re doing baby.” he called out.

           "Detail by detail?“ You giggled.

           "Fuck yes.”

           "Tell me what you want me to do.“ you muttered seductively.

           "I want you to unzip your dress.” Maroon breathed and soon, he heard the sound of your zipper.

           His cock twitched, wishing he could see your bare body.

           "And then?“

           "Pull your sleeves down, very slowly, as you stare at me.” he wrapped his hand around his cock. Two could play at this game.

           You moaned as you saw him playing with himself.

           "What next?“ You asked breathlessly.

           "Step out of your dress.”

           He heard the dress lightly hit the floor.

           "And you’re going to come over here and straddle me.“

           The bed dipped and he felt you hover over him. You leaned down and kissed him as he continued to stroke himself. You hummed into his mouth.

           Soon, you felt his hands traveling onto your skin gently. You sighed into his touch as he found your clothed center and hooked his finger up.

           "So wet for me baby.” he smirked then slapped your butt. “Turn for me.”

           You obeyed and he sensually pulled down your underwear, then smoothed his hands out on your ass.

           "Sit on my face.“

           You inhaled sharply."What?”

           "Nervous baby?“ he teased.

           You scoffed as you crawled backwards so that your core was in line with his mouth. Feeling your body still, he flicked his tongue out. You groaned, your arms almost giving way. He gripped your hips and licked a strip into you.

           "Oh my god.” You cried, clutching into the sheets.

           He chuckled and stuck his tongue inside you, pushing in and out as you winced from pleasure. He tickled your clit with the tip of his tongue and you were panting already. You shivered when one of his hands left your hip. As you anticipated, he pushed a finger inside you and hooked his finger, causing you to scream.

           You felt him chuckle as he continued to suck at your clit, and his smugness irritated you. You smirked and he cried out as you dipped your head down his cock. Since he couldn’t see what you were doing, the wave of pleasure was unexpected and it sent electricity throughout his body.

           "Fuck.“ he hissed and he pushed a second finger into you. You groaned against his dick as he scissored into you. "Can you handle a third, baby?”

           "Please.“ You begged as you sucked him, his hips rising up into you. He added a third finger and you grunted, needing to stop to just take in being filled up. Then he began moving his fingers in and out. You gripped his thighs as you rocked into his finger. Then he pulled out and began expertly eating you out.

           You cried out and brought your head down onto his incredibly hard cock.

           With the blindfold, every sound you made, shot straight to his dick. Every moan, every cry, every curse. Then every swipe of your tongue felt intensely more pleasurable with his increased senses.

           "I’m so close.” You whispered.

           "Come for me. Come on my face.“ he smiled as he pressed his face deeper into you while his finger found your clit.

           "Oh fuck.” You hissed as you began riding his face aggressively, forgetting about pleasing him. You orgasmed so hard your body twitched involuntarily and your rhythm was erratic. After you finished, you spun around and reached for your purse.

           "What’re you doing?“ Maroon breathed, the cool air hitting his face now that you weren’t sitting on him, but his sight was still blocked.

           Suddenly, he felt latex roll over his cock and he licked his lips in anticipation. You straddled him, soaking and already stretched, and sat on his dick without a word.

           "FUCK.” You both sighed, neither moving just yet.

           Maroon sat up, reaching for you, and you met him halfway, crashing your lips into him.

           "I’m so close already baby.“ he hissed.

           "I just wanted to feel how you were inside me.” You replied and his mouth covered yours again.

           He flipped you over and bucked into you as you moaned. You were highly sensitive already, but you knew he was close. He couldn’t see your expressions of pleasure so you became more vocal.

           "You fill me up so well.“ You panted. "Keep going. Don’t stop. Faster.”

           Maroon groaned, remembering the last time you had said those words but playfully. Now, he was inside you and it felt incredible. You sat up and kissed his neck, continuing to whisper dirty statements as he continued to push into you until he came.

           "Well damn.“ he cried as he rolled off of you.

           You exhaled as you stared at the ceiling, exhausted. "Damn for real.”

           Maroon pulled off the blindfold, finally seeing your fully naked body heaving beside him. He groaned and threw his head back.


           He had slept with his best friend, and it was fucking fantastic.

           As he recited that realization in his mind, you also had yours. Gasping, you sat up and scrambled to grab your clothes.

           "Where are you going?”

           "I-I-…“ you stammered. "I’m sorry I need to see someone else. This was fucking amazing though, but yeah…”

           You stared at him as you attempted to zip your dress.

           "Okay I’m sorry. Can you zip me up?“ You questioned.

           He chuckled and walked over. "Yeah, of course.”

           "Yeah I’m sorry. I’m kind of seeing someone but I really just needed to get this out of my system and oh my god….“ You exhaled and smiled at him fondly. ”…that was great.“

           Maroon chuckled. "It really was.”

           "But I really like this guy and I don’t know you…“

           "It’s fine. Go.” Maroon stated. “I understand.”

           You grinned. “Thank you.”

           "Yep.“ Maroon waved as you rushed out of the room, disheveled.

           He grumbled as he fell back into the bed.

           It still wasn’t out of his system.

           Your heart was racing as you drove to Tae’s apartment. The sex was every bit as amazing as you had imagined – no it was even better, but it dawned on you that you wanted that. But you wanted that with someone that would hold you afterwards, someone that would chat about your days after giving each other multiple orgasms. You wanted that with Taehyung, and you might’ve just ruined your chances, but you didn’t want to hide it from him.

           You were still confused. Normally, you would have wanted Maroon mask. The bad boy– seductive, mysterious, and oozing sex, but then Tae was a great guy, warm, consistent, reliable, and his feelings were evident for you. You already felt yourself falling for him.

           Tae yawned as he heard frantic pounding at his door. His eyes widened when he found you, staring back at him with big, round, worried eyes.

           "Y/N.” he breathed as he cupped your face. “What is it? Are you okay? What happened?”

           You closed your eyes.

           "Tae, I need to be honest with you.“

           He ushered you in and served you hot chocolate while you frantically tried to collect your thoughts. You were worried he was going to end things, but you didn’t want to hide your confusion from him anymore so you just blurted it out.

           "I slept with someone else.”

           Tae stilled from where he was in his kitchen. He wasn’t sure how to react.

           "I met him when we were first supposed to meet. And I thought he was you so we kinda connected and did stuff.“ You explained. "Then when I actually met you, he was there. That Maroon masked guy that was dancing behind me when we were making out.”

           "Ah.“ he simply nodded, his expression unreadable so you continued.

           "And I just couldn’t get him out of my head. Because the me before I met you, well I slept around a lot and in fact, I’ve never been in a legitimate relationship so I’m not sure how slow or fast we’re supposed to be going.” You gushed. “But I’ve been having dreams about this guy and I just needed to get him out of my head so I found him today. And we slept together.”

           You chugged your hot chocolate, already feeling like a complete ass hearing the story come out of your mouth. You didn’t care that it was burning your throat, but you needed something to hydrate yourself before continuing your explanation.

           "I’m so sorry Tae. Oh my gosh. I just…we weren’t anything official and I didn’t want my dreams of him to come in between us so I was going to hide it, but I didn’t want to lie to you. I really like you, but I just feel like I’m so torn right now. It’s like my past and my future are going at it and making me crazy. I don’t want to lose you, but I know it’s also unfair to you that I’m being like this.“

           You surely felt wide-eyed and crazy at the moment.

           "Shh shh.” Tae smiled as he sat beside you and stroked your hair. “Calm down Y/N. I’m not mad and I’m not going to end things with you.”

           You stared at him. “Excuse me? What?”

           Tae chuckled, repeating. “I’m not mad and I’m not going to end things with you.”

           "But I SLEPT with someone else.“

           "Okay well, that hurt to hear and it was shocking– and the fact that you’re having sex dreams about someone else makes me feel a bit…inferior.”

           You frowned and reached out for his hand.

           "But it’s something we can work on, right?“ he stated. "And you’re right. We’re just dating too. We haven’t even talked about whether we were exclusive or not. I wanted to take it slow, because I also want to be sure about you– and about us– before I committed. I’m sorry for not explaining it to you sooner, why I’m taking things so slow. I think we’re just simply doing the figuring out part a bit differently from each other.”

           He squeezed your hand. “I’m so happy you were honest with me though. If you want and need to date and try both of us out, then do it.”

           You looked at him incredulously. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

           "I can’t say I’m completely okay with it…“ He scratched the back of his head. "But I really care about you. And I know I don’t like the pained look on your face right now, and if this is what’s troubling you, I want you to be able to figure it out so you can smile fully again.”

           Your heart clenched at his sentiment; you leaned forward and kissed him, gratefully and longingly. You had never met anyone like him.

           "I’ll still like you all the same.“ He grinned as he intertwined his fingers into yours. "And I’ll trust that we’re going to be the perfect match in the end.”

           You smiled and squeezed his hand, praying your chemistry with Maroon mask was simply just going to be a temporary phase too. He kissed your forehead and pressed his own against yours.

           "Try me and this Maroon guy out, Y/N.“ 


Masquerade II: Welcome to Burlesque & Balls. PART 4. [BTS x Reader fic]

With a mask, you could be whoever you want to be. You could be someone completely different, or you could be unabashedly yourself.

**DISCLAIMER: Since this is the second saga of MASQUERADE, there will be SPOILERS! So if you haven’t already, it is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED that you read Masquerade first before this for context and for better understanding, plus you won’t spoil the ending of that story for yourself. ;) **

Link to previous story here: MASQUERADE

Summary: Being the receptionist of Club Masquerade and working as a barista wasn’t quite enough to make your ends meet comfortably, so when a new place opens up nearby that’s looking for attractive females to perform in a neo-Burlesque club, you jumped at the chance for a new job and a chance to do something more than sitting behind a desk or counter. But just like your financial status, your love life wasn’t all too great either. When it seemed like all hope was lost, fate had other plans for you. Unexpected suitors waltzed into your life in various ways, and unbeknownst to each of them, you play the field, hoping to overcome your fears and finally find Mr. Right among them…

        But it seems you’re not the only one keeping secrets.    

Link to Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

Club Au, Masquerade Ball Au, Burlesque Au

Taehyung x Reader x Jimin

Fluff & Smut

A/N: Bless your souls. Please stay hydrated lol 

Originally posted by kths

Originally posted by missbaptan

           As planned, you were back at the Masquerade Ball. You had thrown on a royal purple dress with a plunging neck line and a flowing floor-length skirt. You adjusted your Gold mask nervously, knowing that you were going to meet V for the first time today. It felt like you knew him already, but seeing each other in person was nerve-wrecking.

           What if you didn’t find each other physically attractive? What would you do then? What would he do? Would you be his type?

           You exhaled as you carded through the fluffy ball gowns on the dance floor and made your way to the bar, the meeting place you and V had decided on. However, your heart flipped over when you found a familiar stranger leaning against the bar seductively. Confidently, you marched over and sat two stools over from where he was.

           Maroon Mask.

           "Coming back for round 2?“ he smirked.

           And you looked over playfully. "I’m sorry. Have we met?”

           He clutched his chest as he slid closer. “Ouch. I guess I really wasn’t memorable enough.”

           You chuckled. “Remind me again where you’re from?”

           Maroon mask licked his lips and leaned over, grazing your shoulder with his finger. “How about I remind your body about that night right now?”

           You shivered in anticipation as you locked eyes with him seductively. “I need a man who can please me from the get go.”

           "Well then,“ Maroon mask smirked. "since you can’t remember who I am, let’s say this is our first meeting and I’ll show you what I can do from the get go.”

           You glanced him up and down. He was well built and through the dim lighting, he was quite attractive. On any other day, you would have given him a try again, but not today.

           "I’m sorry. I’m here to meet someone else.“

           "How unfortunate.” he whispered and pressed a kiss onto the sensitive part of your neck, having you gasp immediately. “Well, if you’re looking for a quick, good time with no strings attached. I’ll be around all night.”

           You got chills down your spine as he traced your thighs. It would be a lie if you said that you hadn’t thought of this masked man every so often. He was a mystery you wanted to unravel, and the very thought of what else he could offer you had you keeling over with excitement in the lonely hours of the night.

           But you shook your head and waltzed to the other side of the bar, aware Maroon was still eye-ing you from afar. You couldn’t help but feel empowered to have had such an effect on him.

           "Coffeegirl?“ A deep voice called out and your breath stopped for a bit.

           Biting your lip nervously, you turned around and couldn’t help the large grin that splayed on your face. As he had stated in your chat, V was wearing a white mask with a black button up and slacks. Very simple, but it highlighted his height and emphasized his attractive physical features instead– like his handsome side profile for one. His shirt was unbuttoned a bit so you could see his collarbones peeking from underneath the fabric. It had you swallowing down your dirty thoughts.


           He grinned widely. “I found you!”

           You laughed as he outstretched his arms and you simply fell into his embrace. It was like you were reuniting with a long lost friend, which was pretty accurate because he knew you on a level most people didn’t.

           "Oh here.“ He pulled out a small rose from inside his jacket and bowed. "For you.”

           "Why thank you kind sir.“ You curtsied playfully and accepted it.

           "Let me.” he chuckled. “I put a clip on it so you didn’t have to hold it the whole night.”

           He reached for your hair and hesitated, “May I?”

           You blushed and nodded. He gently clipped the flower onto the side of your hair, near your ear.

           "Beautiful.“ he exhaled.

           You chuckled. He glanced at you endearingly.

           "Do you wanna dance?” he questioned.

           You nodded, grinning. “I’d love to.”

           He flipped over his hand and you grabbed it tightly as he pulled you towards the sea of closely-knit bodies. You turned around briefly to spare a glance at Maroon mask, who was still leaning at the bar with a confident smirk. His legs were crossed and his arms outstretched tauntingly, like he knew you would come over eventually. Catching your gaze, he stuck his tongue out and licked his lips languidly as he stared back at you with lidded eyes.

           You gulped and spun your head away from the sensual scene.

           V found a decent enough space where the music was blasting and pulled you to him, so you weren’t touching anyone else. He chuckled and started dancing to the beat, shaking his hips playfully as you laughed and smacked his chest.

           "We gotta loosen up first.“ he shimmied onto you, continuing your parade of laughter.

           After a few minutes of timid dancing in front of each other, catching each other’s eyes and averting them as butterflies raged in your stomach, V took initiative and placed his hands on your hips, turning you around gently. Your lips curled up as your heart flipped over. His hands weren’t needy or rough, but careful and protective. Even the way he grinded into you felt like he just wanted to enjoy having you close to him. It was refreshing, but it wasn’t the time and place for such gentle actions.

           You pressed your back against his chest and slowly circled your hips into his. You felt a groan reverberate in his chest up to his throat and you smirked, repeating the movement.

           He whispered into your ear, "I’m glad we finally got to meet.”

           You smiled and turned around, cupping his face, feeling how soft his skin was against your hand. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, as if it had been the missing piece in his life. Your heart welled up.

           "Kiss me.“ You whispered.

           "Gladly.” he leaned down and softly pressed his lips onto yours.

           You threw your hands around his neck to pull him closer to you. You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. It felt like laying on a meadow with a light breeze and the sun shining, without a care in the world. You both broke the kiss and smiled at each other, ecstatic and grateful that things have so far been absolutely magical.

           "Want a drink?“ Tae whispered and you nodded, telling him what you wanted.

           He kissed your cheek before pushing through the crowd to grab your drink. You continued to dance as you had been. Everybody was so packed together that it was hard to distinguish who came together and who were just strangers pressed up against each other from lack of space. Suddenly, someone slid in front of you, pulling you flush against him by tugging at your waist. Your breath hitched as you came face to face with none other than Maroon mask.

           "I have some time before your lover boy comes back.” he growled.

           You smirked. “You must really like me if you keep coming back.”

           He grabbed your hand and placed in on his chest, smirking at you playfully. “We both know you’ve been thinking about me just as much as I have been about you.”

           You raised an eyebrow curiously then inhaled sharply. He rolled his body sensually as he guided your hand down his torso onto his evident bulge. Without hesitation, he pulled your arm over his shoulder so you were chest to chest, and he grinding himself into you. His arm around your waist pressed your hips forward to increase the contact. The thin fabric of your dress didn’t do much to help you from getting turned on at the feeling of his hard cock teasing your lower region.

           "You can’t tell me you don’t want this.“ he nipped at your ear. "Not after you’ve seen my dick. Don’t you wanna know how it feels…”

           Your knees almost buckled when he slowly body rolled into you.

           "…inside you…“

           You nudged him away carefully, trying to get a hold of yourself. Feigning nonchalance, you chuckled.

           "I’m not sure how many other females that has worked on, but please, try it on someone else.”

           He smirked and crashed his lips onto yours without warning. As much as your head scolded you, your body melted into the kiss. It felt like sitting too close to a fireworks display. It was hot, yet spectacular. His tongue traced your lips and he soon disappeared, leaving you breathless and stunned.

           What the fuck was that?

           "Your drink, milady.“ V returned and you tried hard not to look as dazed as you felt.

           "Thanks.” You squeaked out and chugged your drink as he stared at you in amusement.

           You continued dancing excitedly. It was fun with V. He and you yelled lyrics to each other playfully and screamed along with whatever the DJ was saying. Other times, it became intimate. He caressed your waist and stomach lovingly as you both matched the rhythm of your bodies. You leaned back into his chest, taking in his touches.

           A couple of drinks in, you both were making out on the dance floor like you had been missing each other’s presence for years. He spun you around, holding you close, and began kissing your neck. Your body relaxed and you pressed further into him.

           But suddenly, your eyes locked with Maroon mask from across the room. He was dancing with another girl, but his eyes were on you hungrily. The corner of his lips turned up as he realized he had gotten your attention. He licked his lips again and his hands began roaming the body of the girl in front of him, all while keeping your gaze. He grinded into the girl aggressively and she bent forward needily until she was on the floor. The girl turned around on the ground and you gasped– partially because V had found your sensitive spot and partially because Maroon mask had done a handstand over the girl and languidly rolled his body over hers, in full control. That was incredibly hot.

           The girl was essentially humping him on the floor, but he was still staring over at you. You moaned with pleasure as V continued to lick and kiss that spot on your neck.

           You were extremely turned on.

           Maroon stood up and walked towards the bathrooms knowingly, leaving his partner and everyone that was around them hot and bothered.

           That was all for you.

           "I’ll be right back.“ You whispered, giving V a quick kiss, and he nodded.

           You hurried to the bathroom area, stealing someone’s shot on the way, where you knew Maroon mask was waiting. He was leaning against one of the doors in the secluded bathroom hallway. He smirked as you two spotted each other. Not sparing a moment, you crashed your lips into his.

           "You are driving me crazy.” you hissed.

           "Likewise.“ he smirked.

           You shoved him into an empty stall and jumped on him eagerly. He grinded into you as he lifted your weight up as you wrapped both your legs and your arms in him.

           "Let me ride your thigh.” You demanded.

           "Needy aren’t we?“

           "Shut up.” You hissed as he sat on the covered toilet while you straddled his muscularly bulging thighs. You groaned as you began rocking your hips on his firm muscles. He hurriedly attacked your neck, adding to your pleasure.

           "Don’t make a mark.“ You firmly stated.

           He hummed into your skin as he tensed and pushed his thigh up into you so that there was negative space between your core and his leg. You moaned, but he swallowed your sounds immediately, not that anyone in the bathroom would care, much less hear you with the blaring music. Your hand pressed onto his clothed bulge as you palmed him at the same pace you were rocking, mimicking how it would be if he was inside you. He panted as he kissed you, his hands roaming your body freely.

           Then his fingers made their way to your clit and began rubbing. You began to rock on his thigh faster, feeling your high coming with the added stimulation. When his tongue met your neck once more, you immediately came undone, and you were riding out your orgasm on his thigh unapologetically. You exhaled, not minding that your panties were now extremely soaked, and a spot on his pants was similarly.

           "Well thanks for that.” You breathed as you let your dress flow out again.

           "What about me?“ he breathed needily and you smiled.

           "Maybe if we ever meet again for round 3.” You winked triumphantly. “But I got what I came for.”

           "Where are you going?“ he questioned.

           You simply smirked and disappeared, leaving him in awe, mixed with distraught at the painful need inside him. You scurried back to V, who was dancing with another girl in your absence. Eagerly, you pulled him away and dragged his face down into yours for a passionate kiss. The alcohol and the present need in your lower region for another release was buzzing through your system, and you wanted him. You wanted to see if everything was truly better with an emotional connection.

           V broke the kiss, catching his breath, and staring at you in surprise. You smiled and turned around, backing up into him intently, taking note that he was growing harder with each rub of your ass onto him. He leaned forward so that your back was on his chest and began aggressively grinding into you.

           Soon enough, he began to leave marks of desire on your neck, which had you sighing with pleasure. It had to be a sin to contort your face with raw pleasure publicly, but you prayed your mask covered enough so it didn’t look rated.

           You closed your eyes and took in the bass of the music thumping on your skin and the sensation of V’s mouth on your neck, the feeling of his dick in your ass. All actions screaming that he wanted you.

           Suddenly, you felt a new pair of hands on your waist and your eyes flew open to find Maroon mask dancing in front. You spun around so that you were facing V, in panic.

           "Do you know him?” he asked worriedly.

           "No.“ You shook your head.

           "Do you want me to tell him to stop?” he tilted his head sweetly.

           You pushed your hips forward to grind into V and shook your head. “I don’t mind as long as you’re in front of me.”

           He smiled as he captured your lips. Meanwhile, your hips continued pushing with wanton desire against each other. You were a bit distracted and thrilled by Maroon mask moving closer to you from behind, but you also felt enlightened and high from V’s skillful tongue inside your mouth.

           While you and V were making out, Maroon was leaving kisses on your neck sneakily. You moaned into the kiss, which had V pull you closer to him to deepen it. This was all sorts of wrong, but it was so enthralling.

           Two guys, vying for your attention. Both men needing you.

           Now, you saw the appeal that had drawn even the kind-hearted Silver to the masks. So you milked the moment, your one hand clutched onto V’s shirt while the other pulled at Maroon’s waist so that they were sandwiching you tightly. You started getting dizzy, feeling the alcohol taking its toll on your body. And like all smart drunk people, you decided that getting ANOTHER drink would help.

           "I’m going to grab a drink.“ You slurred to V and shoved Maroon mask away to make room for you to walk.

           You stumbled to the bar, but before you could open your mouth to order, you felt yourself falling backwards. You felt strong arms wrap around you, steadying you, and you smiled, relieved to find a familiar mask in front of you. The last thing you needed was another stranger hitting on you when you were this badly intoxicated.

           "Let’s get you home.” He suggested and you nodded, clutching onto him for stability.

           Holding you close, he hailed a cab and you slowly, yet audibly, recited your address. After that, you laid your head onto his shoulder and the world turned dark.

           Silver squealed excitedly as she was sprawled on Hoseok’s couch, typing up his and Jimin’s schedule for the week. “I hope Y/N is having a good time tonight.”

           "What’s happening with her?“ Hoseok looked up from his phone.

           "Well tonight was when she was going to meet V for real, but the other guy that she had accidentally slept with last time is also there. She doesn’t know what to do because she’s attracted to both. And it reminds me of the good old days when I was with you and Red Mask.”

           Hoseok scowled at the mention of the past.

           "How does she ‘accidentally’ sleep with a guy?“

           "Oh, well cause she thought this Maroon masked guy was V last week at the ball, but then V texted that he had an emergency and didn’t get to show up.” Silver squealed excitedly. “How crazy is that?”

           Hoseok froze. “Wait what. Say that again.”

           "Ummm she slept with a guy she thought was V at the ball last week?“

           "As in a Masquerade Ball?”

           "Yes? Why?“

           "And this guy was wearing a MAROON mask?”


           Hoseok stared at the air, horrified. "Oh. My. God.”

           "What?“ Silver urged. "You’re scaring me.”

           "Is she with this Maroon mask now?!“ he yelled urgently.

           "I don’t know! She hasn’t messaged me. What’s wrong, Hoseok?”

           "Oh no no no. No no.“ Hoseok muttered as he paced, finally putting the pieces together.

           You were shaken awake and you glanced up to see your house outside of the window. You giggled goofily.

           "Oh hey! I flew home!”

           "Get on my back. Come on.“ he urged and you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding onto him like a koala. He piggybacked you and bent over once he got to your door.

           "Plug in your passcode since I don’t have arms.”

           Sleepily, you did so and immediately, you were hit with the familiar fragrance of your abode. You hummed happily.

           "Alright. Just lay down on the couch and I’ll get things to sober you up a bit.“ he gently laid you down and you heard his frantic footsteps running around your house.

           You shut your eyes, still a bit dizzy.

           "The lights are too bright.” You groaned.

           They were immediately dimmed at your requested.

           After a few minutes, you felt something cool and refreshing on your neck. You opened your eyes and finally, your vision adjusted itself. Your lips curled up to find a White mask hovering over you worriedly. You breathed in relief.

           You had gone home with V after all. It hadn’t been a dream.

           You let him wipe you down with a cold towel, welcoming the cool sensation on your hot skin. He guided you to sit up and had you chug a large glass of water and eat a piece of bread.

           "Better?“ he looked at you intently and you nodded.

           He urged you to lie back down and you obeyed with a big sigh. Your head was getting clearer; the alcohol being drained out of your system as you stared at the ceiling.

           "Um…” he started. “Do you mind if I take off your mask?”

           Your eyes glanced over at him.

           "You’d probably feel better if your face was cooled down too?“ he added. "But I don’t want to be creepy or make you uncomfy…”

           You laughed. “You can take my mask off, if you take yours off.”

           He grinned and for some odd reason, it seemed like it was a familiar smile.

           But it might just be the alcohol messing with your mind.

           Gently, he lifted up your mask and when he saw your full face, he blinked.


           You froze as you stared at this man.

           "How do you know my name?”

           He pulled his mask off.

           "Cause it’s me– Tae!“

           You gasped and sat up hurriedly, but regretted your decision as you immediately got dizzy. He urged you back down into the pillow, laughing.

           "Oh my goodness. I can’t believe this!”

           Your head was reeling, and not just because of the alcohol anymore.

           "I’m not dreaming right?“ You blurted out.

           He chuckled and placed his cold hands on your face. "Does it feel like you’re dreaming?”

           You squealed, “Noooo! Tae! It’s freezing!”

           "But you need to wakey, wakey!“

           He cooed as his hands traveled down your neck and you thrashed about playfully. He giggled and hopped on top of you, continuing his teasing until you both realized the position you were in.

           "Oh sorry.” he blushed and was about to get off you when you grabbed his wrist.

           You propped yourself up and gazed at him seriously.

           "I don’t mind.“

           Here he was in front of you. The handsome bartender you were physically attracted to and V, the masked icon that was simply a culmination of print that tugged at your heartstrings until today. He was one and the same. You were delighted, but you needed to know he was real.

           As if reading your mind, he slid his hands onto your face as you shivered.

           "Sorry my hands are cold.” he whispered as he leaned down.

           "I don’t care.“ You answered as you pressed forward, closing the distance between your lips hungrily.

           He pushed you down gently so that his body lay on top of yours. Your lips danced on each other’s, slowly taking in the events of the past few weeks that had led you both to this moment. Your first fateful meeting, your smooth transition into friendship, the meaningful glances, the flirtatious banter, both of your piqued interest in getting to know each other. Now it seemed that you both had surpassed that first step. You knew a lot about each other already from chatting online, and you felt comfortable expressing your feelings openly through physical contact. Both of you had wanted this since you met.

           Your hands flew up to his shirt and began unbuttoning them as you continued your passionate kissing. Immediately, you propped yourself up and pushed him down so he was sitting on the couch. You threw his shirt to the side and was pleased to find that he wore nothing underneath it. Smirking, your hands splayed on his bare chest as you straddled him. He steadied you by your waist and soon, his hands found your dress zipper.

           You smiled into the kiss, finding it amusing that he was always the one zipping you into your costumes and now he was unzipping you out of your dress. He grinned as if understanding your amusement. You stepped back and let your dress slip off of you as he bit his lip, taking you all in. You threw off the rose by your ear and tousled your hair as he deeply grunted at how seductive you were being. You kneeled down and unbuckled his belt, quickly pulling his boxers and pants off. You licked your lips as his length sprung up excitedly. Your hands hooked at your panties and pulled them off hurriedly. You had been soaking wet since the ball, and you were anxious to be satisfied. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you back onto his lap, kissing you sweetly. You lined yourself up over his dick, staring at him, to see if he would stop you.

           "Protection.” he whispered.

           "I’ve got you.“ you breathed onto his lips as you pushed his bare cock inside you.

           He groaned with pleasure as he felt you tighten around him.

           "Y/N.” he breathed and you smiled.

           He captured your lips, pressing his tongue into your mouth hungrily, and you began bouncing on him; your juices making a lewd sound whenever you did so. He unhooked your bra and cupped your breasts with his large hands, massaging them expertly.

           "Tae.“ You exhaled as you rocked into him.

           "Hm.” he hummed as he began sucking into your neck.

           You placed a hand on his chest and you locked gazes as you started riding him more intensely. He bucked into you as heat was traveling down to his lower half as well. You groaned; it was a bit painful because you rushed straight into having him inside you. Although you were wet, you weren’t completely stretched.

           "You okay?“ he caressed your face worriedly, though his face immediately contorted when you pulled out and hurriedly sat into his dick. You both inhaled sharply at the pang of pain and pleasure.

           "Fuck.” you hissed. “It feels so good, Tae.”

           He kissed you needily as he thumbed your nipples and rocked his hips up to meet yours. You winced and groaned as he began filling you up more.

           "Y/N. I’m close.“ he whispered.

           You got on your knees, hurriedly, and dipped your head down his full length. He cried out and arched his back.

           "Fuck.” he breathed as your tongue swirled around his dick.

           Then you bobbed your head quickly, licking the head of his cock, alternatively. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. You continued your rhythm, tightening your throat and mouth as much as you could to give him the sensation he needed, flicking your tongue under and down the sides of his length. His hips began gyrating into your mouth as he panted, and you followed his hurried rhythm until he had cum inside your throat.

           You swallowed and gave him flirtatious smile as he caught his breath.

           "Come here.“ he growled as he scooped you up from the ground.

           You squealed as he barged into your bedroom and threw you down on the bed. He lined his face in front of your throbbing core. His breath hitting you down there was enough to send you into whiles of pleasure. Your hands curled into your sheets as his long tongue licked your strip. You moaned as your hips bucked up. You were super sensitive from all the events of the night, so you felt already so close to your orgasm. He glanced up and as soon as he saw that you were already a needy mess, he pushed his face into you and began eating you out hungrily.

           "Oh my god.”

           You cried as he sucked at your clit and then pushed his tongue as deep as he could inside of you. His hands caressed your thighs gently and you easily rocked into his face in no time. He licked you through your orgasm. He pulled his face away as you heaved, lying on your bed limply.

           He grinned and stood up happily.

           You noticed that he was hard again and your body quivered giddily.

           "Open that drawer.“ You pointed.

           He wiped his mouth and obeyed.

           "Glow in the dark?” he grinned as he found the condom package.

           "Yea…it was a gag gift from a friend.“ You explained, mentally cursing Jimin that his gift would be actually coming in handy.

           Tae laughed. "I guess we’ll have to try it next time.”

           Your heart flipped over. “Next time?”

           He stared at you and smiled, stating firmly. “Yes. Next time.”

           He hovered over you and caressed your face lovingly. “Only if you want a next time of course.”

           You lay your hand on top of his and pressed your face into it.

           "I’d like that.“

           He beamed, fixing up your messy hair. You probably looked incredibly wrecked and unattractive, but his longing gaze was making you believe otherwise.

           "Are you comfortable? Are you sure you want this?”

           You nodded. Gone was all the alcohol in both your systems. Gone was the lust that you had enflamed in each other from your scandalous dancing. Now, the air was different. It seemed to mean more. Now, there were real feelings involved.

           "I’m sure. Tae, I need you inside me.“

           He hummed and positioned himself in front of your core.

           His eyes stayed locked on yours as he slowly dipped inside you. You gasped with pleasure as he stretched you out. His breathing also got heavier with the feeling of being inside you once again. He leaned down and kissed you sweetly, as he gradually made his way deeper into you. You felt intoxicated with everything that he was giving you. His gentle touches, the endearing way he looked at you, and the feeling of his gifted tongue smoothing against yours. You moaned as he filled you up, and you passionately made out with him inside you.

           But you needed more.

           "Tae, you can move.” You said breathlessly.

           He nodded, “Tell me if it hurts.”

           "I’ll be fine.“

           He began gently rocking his hips back and forth, and you writhed under him with pleasure. But what started off as languid, soon picked up the pace. He was pushing into you faster and faster as you kept moaning loudly.

           "Tae. Up and right more.” You instructed and he dug into you.


           He had gone too deep and you wanted to melt immediately, but you wanted him to hit your g-spot. You needed him to.

           "Pull back a bit and try again.” You breathed.

           He did so and you screamed, your toes curling, your body electrified.

           "Oh my god. Yes. Right there. Don’t stop.“ You groaned as he bucked into you.

           "You’re okay?”

           "Yes, holy shit. I’m more than okay. Tae. Don’t fucking stop.“ Your hands roamed his body as he rocked his hips, pleasure after pleasure hitting you like waves with each push forward.

           "Tae, I need you to play with my nipples and my clit. I need you.”

           You moaned loudly as he rammed into you hard, his hips sputtering as he too was getting overwhelming close to his high.

           Obediently, he latched his mouth on your breast and his hand shot down to rub circles into your clit, not stopping his rhythm. You began panting louder, your body riding up to meet his. The symphony of your skins colliding added to your heat. He growled as he felt that he was getting close. So not wanting to finish before you again, he pulled out.

           Before you could hiss at the loss, his tongue and fingers replaced where his dick used to be. He flattened his tongue to lick you clean then tickled your clit with the tip of it aggressively. You squirmed, feeling unbelievably close to your orgasm, but not wanting the pleasure to stop. Then you made the mistake of looking down and the way he was looking at you, full of genuine desire and awe, waiting for your approval, as his tongue played inside you, had your head spinning.

           "Tae.“ you croaked. "I want you to finish inside me.”

           He hummed and immediately pushed his hard cock back into you. He thumbed your nipples and you tried not to shut your eyes to revel in your high, because you were mesmerized by his gaze. He was taking in all of your expressions, like he didn’t want to miss a second of what you were doing, and how he was making you feel.

           "Tae…“ you breathed, feeling your release. "I’m going to cum.”

           He kissed your forehead sweetly. “Cum for me, baby. I got you.”

           You groaned. He rammed into your g-spot continuously as he flicked and smoothed over your sensitive buds. With all of the stimulation, you came undone under him. Pleasure electrified your body. You clenched around him and soon, you were both riding out your orgasms together.             

           After you both finished your release, he pressed his forehead onto yours as you both panted heavily. Sweetly, he planted a chaste kiss on your lips, which sent butterflies straight to your stomach.

           "I’ll take care of you.“ he whispered as he pulled out and threw out the condom.

           He waltzed to your bathroom and came back with a warm towel. You watched him lovingly as he wiped your body down with a small smile on his face. 

           "You’re staying over right?” You asked. Your voice came out smaller than you had expected it to be. Deep down, you were afraid he would leave just like the others.

           He glanced at you surprised. “Do you want me to?”

           You nodded and a grin formed on his face.

           "Then of course!“

           He chucked the towel into your laundry basket and warmly enveloped you in his arms. He threw the blanket over your bare bodies and almost immediately, you fell into a deep, comforting sleep.

           The sound of your phone blaring stirred you awake. Your eyes squinted and you found that Tae was still holding you tightly in his arms, sound asleep. You smiled as you reached up and caressed his face. What were the odds of V being him in the end? You were giddy with the thought that this was all blessed fate.

           Gently, you turned around to reach for your obnoxious phone and Tae instinctively clung onto your back, wanting to remain in the warmth of your closely wound bodies still. You giggled at his adorable action and unlocked your phone. Your eyes widened to find an obnoxious amount of calls from Jimin. You raised your eyebrows and then rolled your eyes as you read his messages acting like a frantic parent, wondering where you were and who you were with.

           You quickly replied for him to calm down, asking what was wrong with him. What had gotten into him lately?  

           Then you gasped slightly as you finally looked at the time. It was almost noon already! Your body had never let you sleep in this much before. Tae stirred behind you, kissing your shoulder.

           "Good morning.” His voice sounded rough and hoarse, and it immediately turned you on. Fuck, this guy was unfair.

           "More like good afternoon.“ you giggled as you turned to face him, his arms never unwrapping from your body. His eyes turned into happy crescents as he finally saw your face. Your heart welled up at his gaze. "Hungry?”

           "Mhm.“ He nodded cutely.

           "I have some gourmet cereal.” You grinned and he chuckled.

           "Sounds perfect.“

           "Let me get dressed first.” You picked up the first thing you could find, which was his black button shirt up. Wasn’t this in the living room? You then vaguely remembered Tae kicking it in front of him as he carried you into the room, since it was in his way.

           Smiling happily, you threw it on as he watched you.

           "How do I look?“ You twirled in his large shirt, knowing that your height differences made it seem like a dress on you.

           "Beautiful.” his eyes twinkled as he took the sight of you in.

           You climbed on the bed to press a kiss on his lips. “Come to the kitchen when you’re ready.”

           "Hm.“ he hummed as he stretched, trying to fully wake himself up.

           You chuckled as you waltzed to your kitchen lightheartedly. But he soon followed as you gathered the bowls, spoons, milk, and different brands of cereal you owned.

           "Do you add the milk first or cereal first?” you grinned.

           "Cereal first.“ he answered.

           "I do milk first.” You batted your eyes. “Is that a deal breaker?”

           He laughed. “No, it means there’s equality. There’s no hierarchy between us when it comes to milk and cereal.”

           You giggled as you poured your milk into your bowl and he, his choice of cereal.

           "Plus we won’t have to fight over it.“ he added.

           You smiled as you exchanged items.

           "I like seeing the cereal rise up. That’s why I put the milk last.” he explained.

           "I just like having more milk.“ You commented.  

           "What’re your plans for the rest of the day?” he questioned.

           You shook your head. “Other than Burlesque, none. Club Masquerade has a holiday weekend.”

           "Great.“ he grinned. "Then can I take you out for dinner?”

           You blushed. “I’d like that.”

           He reached for your hand and smiled, “Then we can head to work together ~”

           Brunch was filled with light hearted conversations and a lot of laughter, so much so that it didn’t seem like it had been the first night you had spent together. You could feel yourself glowing as you watched Tae talk or make jokes, and he looked at you with such fondness that your heart couldn’t stop doing somersaults.        

           After you both finished up your cereal, he grabbed the dishes and kissed your forehead. “I’ll wash these. You go shower.”

           You glanced up at him. “Are you sure? You’re the guest…”

           He nodded firmly. “Go shower first and take your time to relax.”

           "Thanks Tae.“


           He walked to the sink.

           You gently wrapped your arms around his back. “You know…”


           "I’m glad it was you.” you confessed.

           Tae grinned and turned around, sliding his hands onto your face. He leaned down and you both kissed deeply.

           "Me too.“

           You felt your heart soaring as you looked into his eyes. Everything seemed to have happened so fast, but it felt so natural, so easy.

           "I’ll be back.”

           Tae nodded as you floated to the shower giddily.

           Now that you were alone, you had time to recollect all of the events that had occurred last night. You smiled to yourself happily, remembering the sweet, careful sex that you and Tae had had on your bed. The way his arms felt around you as you slept, fully naked and vulnerable, but he had been there when you woke up.

           Then the image of Maroon mask seductively dancing and how you had gotten off just simply by riding his muscularly scrumptious thigh flitted across your mind. You felt heat pool down to your lower abdomen and you shook your head. That man was so alluring and magnetizing, it had to be a sin.

           You hummed. You wondered what Maroon looked like underneath the mask. He certainly had a silver tongue and skillful hands. Who was underneath, and what other skills did he have? You shivered despite warm water enveloping your body.

           But you pushed those thoughts and desires aside. Now that you had Tae, there was no reason to return to the Masquerade Ball anyway. Maroon mask would no longer be part of your life. And it’s not like you knew where and when you would be able to meet him anyway.

           Tae sang a song happily as he dried your dishes and put them away. Suddenly, there was loud, obnoxious knocking on your front door and frantic ringing of your doorbell. He flinched and floated away from the kitchen.  

           "Hm?“ Tae tilted his head as he went to answer the urgent sounds.

           Jimin was breathing heavily as he pounded his fist against your door, praying that you were inside and alright. He had been drinking pretty much until dawn, waiting for your message or call on how the night went, if you had gotten home okay, or if you needed him to come save you. But there was nothing until he was already stumbling to your house.

           You had sent him a cryptic and snippy message, which wasn’t enough to satisfy his worries. He had to see you.

           But when your front door swung open, he felt the wind get knocked out of him as he found a shirtless Kim Taehyung in front of him.

           His jaw dropped.

           "Chim Chims!” he greeted brightly. “Good mornoon!”

           Jimin blinked, wondering if he had knocked on the wrong house.

           "…Tae…“ he tried to greet somewhat enthusiastically, but it came out skeptic and overall confused.  "I came to check on Y/N…she said she was going to meet V last night…but why’re you here?”

           Tae giggled as he flung his arms up ecstatically, “Surprise!”

           Jimin raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

           Tae beamed so brightly that Jimin felt the need to shove his sunglasses over his eyes. But he felt his body freeze and his mouth slacken at Taehyung’s next statement:

           "It turns out we’re each other’s perfect match! I’M V! Isn’t it great, Chims?“

           All of his built-up anxieties and a shit ton of alcohol shot up through his stomach at that exact moment, and Jimin bent over and hurled right onto your doorstep.


Masquerade II: Welcome to Burlesque & Balls. PART 6. [BTS x Reader fic]

With a mask, you could be whoever you want to be. You could be someone completely different, or you could be unabashedly yourself.

**DISCLAIMER: Since this is the second saga of MASQUERADE, there will be SPOILERS! So if you haven’t already, it is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED that you read Masquerade first before this for context and for better understanding, plus you won’t spoil the ending of that story for yourself. ;) **

Link to previous story here: MASQUERADE

Summary: Being the receptionist of Club Masquerade and working as a barista wasn’t quite enough to make your ends meet comfortably, so when a new place opens up nearby that’s looking for attractive females to perform in a neo-Burlesque club, you jumped at the chance for a new job and a chance to do something more than sitting behind a desk or counter. But just like your financial status, your love life wasn’t all too great either. When it seemed like all hope was lost, fate had other plans for you. Unexpected suitors waltzed into your life in various ways, and unbeknownst to each of them, you play the field, hoping to overcome your fears and finally find Mr. Right among them…

      But it seems you’re not the only one keeping secrets.    

Link to Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

Club Au, Masquerade Ball Au, Burlesque Au

Taehyung x Reader x Jimin

Fluff & Smut

A/N: Thank you so much for your continued messages, likes, and reblogs of this story! I am back from the weekend away, and I was so touched when I came back to all your notifications! I absolutely love hearing from you all <3 and it means so much to me that you all take the time to read this ^_^ I hope you continue to enjoy ~

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Originally posted by mc511

         Jimin groaned as he lay on the bed, still feeling the bass on his skin along with your lingering touches. He thought that with this last time the desire for you and your body, your expert ways of pleasing him would dissipate, but it had the completely opposite effect. Now you were ingrained even more into him.

           Had it been the effect of the blindfold? The fact that he felt everything so crisply still, like you remained in the room with him instead of running after Kim Taehyung, the person who had your heart. Why had you so easily walked out of the room when he couldn’t force himself out of this bed?

           Suddenly, his phone rang beside him and as soon as he saw your picture on his caller ID, he sat up hurriedly. Had something happened? He picked up without hesitation.

           "Hey.“ he stated breathlessly.

           "Jimin.” You stated seriously and his heart dropped. Had she found out? Had Tae dumped her?

           "Yes?“ he softly questioned.

           "You’re not busy are you?” You asked hesitantly and he chuckled.

           "Never when you call.“

           You laughed. "Okay so I did what you suggested …and I slept with Maroon mask.”

           "And?“ Jimin held his breath, hoping it was every bit as wonderful as it was for him.

           You took a deep breath that increased his nerves.

           "Oh my goodness, Chims! Wow. It was AMAZING. Like our sexual chemistry was OFF THE CHARTS. Like it wasn’t awkward and no one was leading…it just kinda flowed and you know how like sex can be kinda strange if there are two subs or two doms but like…we just…fit.”

           He grinned widely at hearing her compliments, “Well that’s how sex works. Something has to fit somewhere.”

           You rolled your eyes. “You suck. You know what I mean! Like we’re usually always leading and that gets tiring and routine you know?”

           "Yeah I know the feeling.“ He gently smiled as he grabbed his shirt off the floor.

           "Are you out? Did I interrupt?” You heard the noises in the background and him shuffling around.

           "No we’re done, don’t worry.“

           "Ohohoho.” You cackled. “How was she?”

           Jimin chuckled. “Fantastic. Where are you right now? Need me to pick you up?”

           "Oh no.“ You laughed. "I’m at Tae’s apartment. There’s a second part to my story.”

           "What is it?“

           "Well Tae said he’s fine if I see both him and Maroon mask.”

           Jimin accidentally ran his toe into the bed in surprise at your comment.

           "Fuck.“ He hissed then stammered belatedly. "What??!”

           "RIGHT?“ you gasped. "That was MY reaction!”

           "This guy is too perfect. What is he?“ Jimin snorted.

           "I know.” You cooed.

           Jimin stayed silent for a few seconds before asking. “So what’re you going to do?”

           You exhaled. “I dunno Jimin. How he’s handling this just shows me Tae is a great choice. I mean he invited me to sleep over tonight after I literally knocked on his door as a wreck and confessed I slept with someone else. Like I didn’t think anyone would ever treat me like this. It feels…wonderful. I feel so safe. And I really don’t want to mess this up.”

           Jimin nodded. “That’s great. I’m glad he took it well.”

           "But I also wonder if Maroon mask is really out of my system…“ You hummed hesitantly. "It’s all still fresh so I’m not sure.”

           "You know…“ Jimin trailed off. "Maroon won’t give you the relationship you want, if that’s what you’re looking for.”

           You laughed, “I know. I just might really need to get it out of my system like you said, you know? It’s like shaking off old habits or something. But who knows, maybe this last time did the trick.”

           "Well, good luck with that.“ he chuckled.

           "Thanks Chims.” You smiled happily. “You’re the only who knows about this. I think Hobi would have a field day. He and Silver are really super into Tae being the one for me so if they hear that I– well– jeopardized it, they wouldn’t let me live.”

           "Yeah…let’s just keep this between us. The coupled people won’t understand us like we understand each other.“ Jimin snorted.

           Hoseok would literally murder him if he found out they had slept together… again. And he feared that his best friend would just lose all restraint and tell Silver and Y/N his identity.

           "I’m glad we met Jimin.” You laughed. “And we just totally did not ruin our friendship by being another random person we slept with.”

           Jimin started sweating and laughed nervously, “Yeah…” then paused, wondering. “So would you have slept with me in college if the stars aligned?”

           "Mmm I don’t know…you just didn’t SCREAM bad boy until I got to know you well enough already.“ You laughed. "I actually thought you’d be a romantic.”

           Jimin blinked, hearing your initial impression of him for the first time. “Oh really? Why?”

           "I don’t know, you were just cute and so friendly to everyone. You literally did all the gentlemanly things– opening car doors, compliments, etc. But now I know its cause u had ulterior motives.“

           Jimin giggled. "You thought I was cute?”

           "THATS what you heard? Really?“

           "It’s the most important detail!”

           You chuckled, “Oh! Tae’s out of the shower. Thanks for answering. I’ll see you at the Club.”

           "Mhm.“ Jimin hummed as you ended the call.

           "Was that Jimin?” Tae smiled as he walked over to you, freshly showered, in just his boxers.

           You blushed and nodded. “Yeah. I just told him I was over here. Who knows if he’ll come to my house drunk out of his mind again?”

           Tae kissed you sweetly. “You look adorable in my clothes.”

           You giggled as you flailed in his baggy t-shirt and long sweatpants. “They’re comfy!”

           "You know what would be comfier?“ he wiggled his eyebrows playfully as he crawled on top of you.

           "What?” You smirked.

           His hands traveled under your shirt as he kissed you and you felt yourself shiver in anticipation.

           "If you had no clothes too.“ he grinned.

           "Well that can be arranged.” You smiled as you raised your arms up, in which he easily pulled his shirt off of you, the cold air hitting your nipples.

           "Mmm perfect.“ he hummed as he began massaging your breasts.

           He had never been this forward before and you were literally melting under his touch. He left butterfly kisses all over your torso, worshipping every inch of your skin and you thought your heart was going to explode. You could tell he genuinely liked and cared for you.

           "Tae.” You whispered as you stared down at him draw circles on your hip.

           "Hm?“ he hummed as he embraced you warmly.

           "No one’s ever treated me like this.” You admitted.

           He smiled, “I’m going to from now on. Does it make you feel uncomfortable?”

           You shook your head. “It’s definitely different. But I think I like it.”

           Tae giggled as he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. “Good. I like it too.”

           You yawned and he pressed his lips onto your temple. “You must be tired. Get some rest.”

           You nodded and buried yourself into his comfortable chest as he traced your bare back softly. In no time, you had fallen asleep in his arms with a content smile on your face.

           And for once, you had no dreams of Maroon mask.

           Everything seemed to return to normal after that. You went back to work immensely giddy and smitten with Kim Taehyung. He also seemed to be putting of an effort to take you out on dates often and holding your hand, kissing you– anything to keep you close. He brought up Maroon Mask every so often, wondering when you were going to see that guy again, but you always answered that you weren’t sure; in all honesty, without the dreams, you didn’t feel the need to see him. Taehyung would smile happily and kiss you.

           You were getting used to moving slowly and progressing into commitment. Although, it was still a bit of a challenge, not having sex as often as you’d like, you found that simply being in Tae’s embrace and cuddling with him felt just as satisfying as when you two would make love. You still could not believe the way Taehyung would look at you – like he was seeing the gift he had been asking for all year. He caressed your hands preciously when it was in his. And when you two hadn’t seen each other, he would shower you with kisses like a slobbering puppy.

           Since it was your first resemblance of a relationship, you were still awkward with initiating small acts of skin ship, and you learned that he wasn’t assertive or needy when it came to initiating sex. It was usually you being proactive and he would either go with the mood or turn it into a cuddle session. But it was simply a work in progress, learning about each other. He was always around, and you spent all your spare time together. It was absolutely perfect.

           On his last night before going to visit his family for the holidays, it was pouring.

           You both had talked about it and while he wanted to bring you along, you both agreed that it would be too soon, especially since neither of you had been thinking about labeling whatever was happening between you two.

           "Next year.“ he giggled and it made you blush. Did that mean he wanted you to be his girlfriend by next year?

           That night, you two had gone out with your Burlesque co-workers and played a bunch of drinking games, which resulted in you and Tae stumbling outside in the downpour in nothing but your button-up shirts and pants. But you two were warm from the alcohol, so you laughed side-by-side, holding hands, letting the freezing droplets dampen your clothing and soak your skin.

           You didn’t want to dwell on it, but it made you sad he wasn’t going to be around. You were just getting used to his constant presence. He had literally inserted himself into every day and every moment of your life for the past few weeks. Part of you believed, it was his subtle way of trying to push out Maroon mask from your mind, and it really worked. Your mind had been filled with only thoughts of him, which might’ve not been so healthy, but isn’t that what happens when you’re super into someone? You become crazy over them?

           You were taken from your thoughts when you bumped into his chest, not noticing he had stopped in front and was looming over you. Glancing up, you noticed that he was glistening. His hair was swept to the side from the rain and the precipitation made its way down his skin sensually, making you jealous that it was touching him like that, when you weren’t. Then he reached out and followed the path of a droplet from your neck, down to your cleavage, giving you chills as you felt heat shoot straight down to your core.

           Your black bra was now seen through your white button up, but you didn’t care, since you were with him. In fact, you wanted him to stare at you. You wanted him to want you, to crave you, to need you. In the middle of the sidewalk, with his eyes on you, staring longingly, you began unbuttoning your shirt.

           He gripped your hand to stop you and crashed his lips onto yours. Immediately, you wrapped your arms around his neck and jumped on him. Passionately, you two locked lips and luckily, you were right in front of his apartment so you two stumbled easily inside. Both of you were soaked, your clothes and hair sticking onto your skin. You were shivering, but you were also warm from the lust growing inside you.

           He sat you down on his kitchen table and your fingers flew to unbutton his shirt, spreading your hands out onto his chest immediately. He tugged your pants off as he sucked on your neck, both of you gasping, and trying to press your cold bodies onto each other for any sort of relief. You gripped the table as he traveled down your body licking the remnants of the rain from your skin. His hot breath heating you up and making you moan.

           He pulled you to the edge of the table as he knelt in front your clothed center and your breathing shallowed expectantly. You had wanted him to work you for weeks now, but had always been too hesitant to voice your need. Your heart raced as he flicked his tongue onto your underwear and you groaned at the long-awaited contact.

           You had been so patient that you could probably have cum with three licks of his sinful tongue, but you knew you had to prolong this blessed moment, so you tried not to focus on the way he was kissing your need tenderly and languidly. You wanted nothing more than for him to eat you out like he had been starved for days, but you knew he liked taking things slow, which drove you to the brink of insanity.

           He stroked you with a finger, still over your panties, and the fabric added friction to the touch.

           "Tae.” You cried needily.

           He smiled, understanding your call. You panted as he hooked your panties to the side a bit, exposing you slightly. Tauntingly, he stuck his tongue out and licked you. You bucked forward, needing more.

           "Please, Tae.“ You begged and he began stroking you enthusiastically over your panties. You were so wet that the fabric was sticking to you and you could feel his fingers distinctly toying your clit. He moved up and kissed you.

           Impatiently, you grabbed his hand and stuck it inside your underwear. He giggled and followed your movements as you guided his hands into you, pushing his finger inside you.

           "Another finger, Tae.” You demanded and he obliged, stretching you out.

           He covered your nipples with his mouth, sucking and flicking his tongue out as he pushed into you.

           "I need you in me. Now.“ You stated softly, trying not to sound commanding and harsh.

           He hummed and finally pulled your underwear off.

           "Are you okay? It won’t hurt?” he worried.

           You shook your head as you helped him line up to your core, tightly gripping the table so much that your knuckles were turning white. Slowly, he pushed his length into you and you both exhaled into the feeling.

           "Please move.“ You whined and he gently rocked his hips forward as he peppered your neck with kisses.

           He caressed your sides and found your ticklish spot so you ended up bursting out in to laughter. You glanced at him, embarrassed, but he was grinning at you playfully. He cupped your face lovingly and kissed you as he filled you up. You rolled your body into him, smiling into the kiss. Then you pressed your torso onto his, holding onto his neck tightly.

           "On the floor.” You breathed. “I can’t move much on this table.”

           "Sure.“ he giggled and lifted you, stumbling to figure out how to put you down while he was still inside you.

           You both laughed at his confusion.

           "Pull out.” You instructed and he put you back on the table and did so.

           You slid off the table and lay on the floor, spreading your legs in front of him, beckoning him over with your finger.

           "Are you sure you don’t want to do this on the bed…?“ he questioned hesitantly.

           "Come here and fuck me Kim Taehyung.” You hissed and you could tell he was a bit alarmed at your language, but he grinned, walking over to you.

           He pulled your hips up and bucked back inside you. You screamed at the feeling of a new position.

           "Tae. Oh my god. Yes.“

           He squeezed your thighs as he rocked into you at a steady pace, watching you writhe on the floor as you played with your own nipples to stimulate yourself even further.

           "Y/N.” he groaned with that deep baritone voice of his and it shot into your heat, sending you close to your edge.

           "Tae, I’m close.“ You winced.

           "Me too.” he exhaled and pulled out hurriedly, pumping himself, trying not to lose the momentum.

           You on the other hand, replaced his cock with three of your fingers. You both watched each other pleasuring yourselves hungrily. He began cumming on your stomach and the very sight of him, moaning your name as he erupted, had you reach your climax as well. You both panted in the middle of his kitchen floor, naked; your bodies glistening with a mix of rain and sweat.

           "That was great.“ Tae chuckled as he kissed you. "Let me clean you up.”

           "Mhm.“ You heaved and watched him, leave.

           You didn’t have the heart to say that you wanted more, so you stayed silent and closed your eyes, waiting for him to come and pick you up from the floor. There would be more time to learn and discuss each other’s preferences, though you were a bit nervous to share your skill set with him. It was still too early for it.

           To your surprise, he didn’t place you into his bed, but dipped you inside a warm, prepared tub. Your body melted into the refreshing water comfortably. It smelled like him and it made you smile. He kissed your forehead.

           "Relax and come out when you’re ready.” he whispered.

           "You don’t want to join me?“ You questioned cutely.

           He chuckled and kissed you again. "I totally would love to, but I still haven’t packed. Ugh.”

           You laughed, “This is why I told you to do it early. Now look what you’re missing out on.”

           He grinned and pinched your nose, “I know. But you were such a distraction all the other times too.”  

           "Woops.“ You fluttered your eyes flirtatiously.

           He snorted and stepped out of the bathroom, shutting the door gently to give you some privacy. You exhaled and relaxed into the water, trying to quell your sadness of spending the holidays away from him. He would only be gone for a week. What could possibly change in a week?

           Y/N: What’re you doing?

           Jimin pushed his glasses up and glanced over at his phone curiously.

           "Wow, look who decided to pop up.” he hummed as he saw your name on his phone for the first time in weeks.

           Jimin: I’m doing work. Want to get everything done so I could get plastered by my lonesome on the holidays. All those lonely girls who don’t want to spend Christmas alone are waiting for me ;)

           Y/N: Oh ok.

           He hummed again, knowing something was off. You would usually crack a remark about him being a man hoe or a sleaze bag for his comment, but your reply was curt.

           Jimin: Everything okay?

           Y/N: Yeah

           Jimin: You’re a terrible liar. Where’s your boy wonder Tae?

           Y/N: He went home to spend the holidays with his family :(

           Jimin: Aww poor Y/N. Now you get to spend Christmas like how you’ve always spent it! Alone!

           Y/N: You’re an asshole.

           Jimin: There’s my girl!

           Y/N: I hate you.

           Jimin: So what do I owe this privilege? You haven’t texted me since you’ve solidified your pact of love with your perfect match.

           Y/N: Can we stop making it sound cheesy?

           Jimin: If you’re just using me a means to fill your loneliness, I would be highly offended.

           Y/N: No, you asshole. I’m sick and I wanted you to fucking make me your healing soup, but you’re being a dick so I don’t even want you here anymore.

           Jimin chuckled.

           Jimin: Okay then.

           You pouted angrily and chucked your phone next to you, irritated. Of course, what had you expected from Jimin? You had forgotten how infuriating he could be. Your head was pounding and it felt like a filled garbage truck was pressed on top of you. Every move of your body was a work out, and you were so congested that you weren’t sure how badly you smelled, since you had rubbed every sort of ointment that you could find onto your nose, neck, and chest, in hopes of finding relief.

           Maybe running out into the freezing rain in nothing but a bra and a thin button up shirt in the middle of winter wasn’t the BEST idea. But you had hoped the sex and the bath afterwards had pacified your body. Yet here you were feeling like death, but you had no one to turn to except for your insanely annoying, inconsistent play boy of a best friend.

           Then you wondered if he was really mad that you hadn’t talked to him for weeks. Although you worked together, he hardly came by anymore to your desk, but then again, you were always preoccupied with your phone that you wouldn’t have noticed if he did.

           Maybe you hadn’t been the greatest friend lately.

           Okay, you might’ve deserved that snub.

           You exhaled and shut your eyes. Maybe you’d feel well enough to cook something yourself after getting some more sleep.

           The medicine kicked in and you fell into darkness.

           After replying to you, Jimin had packed to stay over for a couple of days and went to the grocery store to shop for ingredients. He was a horrible cook, but for some reason, you took a liking to the soup he had attempted to make when you had gotten sick back in college. Hoseok, the best cook out of you three, was away with his family for spring break and Jimin was at his wits end, not knowing what to do to help a sick person. But here he was years later, well equipped and knowledgeable on how to take care of you.

           He punched in your pass code and put the groceries on your counter. Carefully, he tiptoed to your room where he found you sleeping quite comfortably. Your mouth was hanging open and one leg was hanging off the edge of the bed. One of your arms was raised above your head and your hair was disheveled. You were lying in a pile of crumpled tissues and there were all sorts of medicine and ointments on your bedside table. Amused, Jimin grabbed a towel and ran it under cold water. Waltzing over, he gently placed it on your forehead and you hissed.


           He giggled as your brow furrowed at the icy feeling then you relaxed and fell back asleep. Pushing your leg back onto the bed, he tucked you in so you were a tiny blanket burrito, to help you sweat out your sickness. Then he scurried back to the kitchen to start making you a meal.

           You were awoken by the sounds of pots and pans clanging. Groggily, you reached for your forehead, wondering what was on it. You realized it was a wet towel and then you became aware that you were rolled up in your blanket. Smiling, you automatically knew that Jimin had come despite his coyness. You sat up and wrapped yourself in your blanket, dragging it behind you as you made your way to the kitchen.

           "Hey.” You croaked out.

           "Hey.“ he greeted casually.

           "Thanks for coming.” You smiled sleepily as you sat at the kitchen table to watch him.

           He chuckled. “You don’t need to watch me. Go lay on the couch.”

           "Mmm…“ You hummed as you observed him moving around your kitchen, grateful for his presence. You spotted his laptop open on the other side of the table and you knew he had stopped doing important work for the office to take care of you. "Sorry, I know you’re so busy this time of year.”

           He laughed, “It’s okay. My subordinates understood when I told them my girlfriend had a fever so I needed to take an hour or so to tend to her.”

           You snorted, almost forgetting about that whole ploy. “Will you ever tell them we broke up?”

           Jimin smiled, “Probably once you get better.”

           "Okay, good.“ You shut your eyes until you felt Jimin shake you and place a bowl down in front of you.

           "Eat up and then take your medicine again.” he instructed.

           You nodded, a bit dazed. Your head was throbbing still, and it felt like it could fall off at any time from its heaviness. But you slowly grabbed the spoon and let the soothing heat of the soup spread throughout your body. It enveloped you with comfort and you felt your senses clear up temporarily. You smiled contently as Jimin eyed your reaction from behind his laptop. He relaxed as he spotted you eating it as eagerly as you could in your weakened state, and he returned to typing. Once you were done, he cleaned up your plate and stared at you.

           "So do you want a bath or do you just want to relax on the couch?“

           "Do I smell?” You questioned honestly.

           Jimin leaned down and sniffed you. “Yeah, a bit. Kinda like my grandma or that woman who lives by me who sells herbs.”

           You scrunched your nose at his candidness. “Fine, I’ll bathe.”

           He laughed and scooped you up easily. You eased into his arms as he walked you into your room.

           "Okay, grab your clothes.“

           You made your way around the room sluggishly while he prepared your bath. He came back afterwards to make sure you weren’t stumbling or passed out.

           "Don’t look.” You hid your undergarments inside your sweater and fleece pajamas.

           He grinned, happy that you were conscious enough of him to finally wear a bra in his presence.

           "Your bath is ready and I already put two towels in there. Make sure you dry your hair before you leave too, okay?“

           "Yes mom.” You rolled your eyes and he shook his head as he made his way back to the living room.

           You dipped yourself inside the tub with a sigh of relief. Smiling, you noticed that Jimin had placed his speakers at the corner of the tub so you could listen to music. You reached for your phone and played some soothing songs as you sunk further into the water.

           When you stepped out, feeling rejuvenated, you heard Jimin talking seriously.

           "No. This isn’t what we agreed to do. No. You need to fix it. I’ll buy us more time by talking to the higher ups, but you need to smooth things out between the clients. This is a big venture. We can’t afford to lose this or do a half-hearted job, okay? No, don’t apologize. Do what you can to placate them and compromise. Yep. Uh-huh.“

           He was talking into his blue tooth headset when you peeked into the living room curiously. It seemed he ended the call and went to another one.

           "Hello good afternoon. I’m sorry to disturb you. This is Mr. Park –yes I’m one of the CEO’s of the branch–” he laughed amiably as he took a seat on the couch. “Yes, yes. Thank you for the kind words. I was calling because I had noticed a few discrepancies in the documents that I wanted to address. I took note of them on file. Do you mind if I send them to you for review? We would like to smooth these details out before speaking further about a merger. Oh yes, of course. Thank you. It was a pleasure speaking with you to. I’ll send it to you and your secretary immediately. Oh no! I’m sure it was just human error. There’s no one to blame. It’s important what we do now, forward. Yes, have a good holiday as well. Good bye.”

           He sighed and took his glasses off, stretching out his arms as you stared at him secretly from your hallway. He shut his laptop and leaned his head back onto the couch. You smiled and scurried to him, plopping yourself horizontally on his lap. He flinched at the sudden attack and chuckled.

           "Geezus. For a sick person, you’re a ninja.“

           "I feel loads better.” You beamed. “My head still hurts but I don’t feel as heavy.”

           "Maybe you should work out.“ he teased as he poked your stomach, and you pinched his arm in retaliation.

           You rested your head comfortably on his thigh, as he glanced down at you.

           "What do you want to do?” he asked.

           You hummed then smirked. “Want to stalk old college people on Facebook, Mr. Park?”

           He cracked up, “Sure I’m down.”

           You whipped out your phone and connected it to your TV. Unconsciously, Jimin began playing with your hair while you recounted your history with certain college acquiantances. He would add in a few details he remembered from the last time you had mentioned the story.

           "Oh the tall guy that had a motorcycle, right?“


           "Damn, I remember that guy at the party. You two were going at it!“

           You laughed at each other as you recalled your past ventures and all the people you each had slept with or rejected to sleep with.

           "Why didn’t you sleep with her? She was hott!” You commented as you got to another Facebook page.

           "Oh I couldn’t because she’s friends with Hoseok’s sister, and that’s just no…“

           "What? It’s not like you’re sleeping with his sister.”

           "Yeah, that’s just–“ Jimin shivered. "Hoseok told me she had a foot fetish and I’m just…that’s where I draw the line.”

           You burst into laughter and raised your leg up. “What’s wrong with feet, huh?”

           "Please Y/N.“ he pushed your leg down and shook his head. "I don’t mind them but the thought of someone licking it just makes my dick soft.”

           Your laughter continued to echo around the apartment as Jimin humorously recounted the parties where you blacked out and how Hoseok had a conniption when you hacked all over his favorite green sweater, but you couldn’t remember a thing the next day. But after the excitement, you were soon lulled to sleep by his gentle strokes through your hair. He massaged your scalp, hoping to ease your headache a bit. You nuzzled into his thigh and fell into a deep sleep.

           When you woke up, it was dark and you were frightened. You never slept into the dark so you scramble to turn on your light and found that no one was next to you. Frantically, you hurried to the living room to find Jimin sprawled out onto the couch, snoring lightly. You relaxed and nudged him. He opened his eyes slightly.


           "Move over.” You frowned. “You know I don’t like the dark.”

           He chuckled as he made room for you on the inside of the couch. “Sorry, I fell asleep too, and I didn’t get to plug in your night light.”

           "It’s okay.“ You squeezed into the space next to him as he was already asleep again. You covered both of you in your large blanket and rested your forehead into his chest, needing to feel someone close to ease your fears and vulnerability.

           In a few days, thankfully right before Christmas, you were finally back to your old self. You skipped around your house feeling lighter than ever, vowing never to take your health for granted. Jimin laughed, having been there for you the countless days you were whining constantly, and bossing him around.

           Although you got into many arguments because of your attitude, he was there for you. He dragged you out of bed when you complained that you felt weak and didn’t want to. He didn’t baby you the whole time, which pissed you off, but he did take care of you in other ways. And every night, you climbed into the couch with him because you didn’t like being alone when you weren’t feeling well. And he let you; although he was always half asleep whenever you asked, so you weren’t sure if he really knew what he was nodding to.

           "Well it looks like I’m not needed here anymore.” he laughed.

           You smiled, gratefully. “I owe you Chims.”

           He shook his head as he threw his bag over his shoulder. “Nah. I’ve been here drunk too many times. I still owe you.”

           "You sure you don’t want to stay for dinner?“

           He ruffled your hair. "It’s a girls’ dinner. I’m pretty sure I don’t have a vagina.”

           "Always so vulgar.“ You shook your head disapprovingly.

           "Plus I need to get ready for my own Christmas festivities.” he winked and you both laughed. “Have a good Christmas, Y/N! Tell Tae for me too.”

           "You too, Jimin.“

           You both smiled and stared at each other for a bit longer than you should’ve, but it seemed weird parting after spending days together.

           "Reminds you of college, huh?” You chuckled as you scratched your head.

           Jimin nodded, “I’ll still be around. Text me once in awhile, bubs. I don’t like being neglected.”

           "Sorry. I’ve been such a bad friend lately.“

           Jimin shook his head. "It’s alright. I’m sure you’re working hard at trying to be someone you’re not.”

           "What?“ You raised an eyebrow.

           "I meant in terms of a girlfriend figure.” Jimin explained. “You’ve never been a legit one so it’s foreign to you.”

           You nodded, realizing he meant no offense. “Thanks for understanding.”

           "I made some food for you in the fridge too. Still take your medicine for two more days, so your fever doesn’t come back.“ he instructed.

           "I know, I know.” you shoved him to the door. “Go, Jimin. I’m not a child.”

           He cackled, “You sure have been acting like one.”

           You smacked his back and he waved as he disappeared through the door. Smiling, you watched him walk to his car through your peephole. You turned around and felt a wave of loneliness as you waltzed through your empty apartment.

           As if on cue, your phone buzzed and you curiously peeked over. You beamed as a message from Taehyung arrived.

           Tae-Tae: Sorry! I warned you it’s hard to find wi-fi around here T_T Jimin messaged me that you had a fever and that he didn’t want to step on toes but he was taking care of you in my absence. Are you okay?! How’re you feeling? I’m so sorry I’m not there!

           You smiled, thankful to Jimin, and your heart raced giddily at finally hearing from Tae. You hurriedly typed into your phone to recount your past few days of imminent death.

           Then the dreams returned.

           You would wake up, sweating from need. It had been so realistic. You felt Maroon mask’s fingers lingering on your body in the middle of the night and you fought hard not to pleasure yourself to the thought of him.

           The dreams were sometimes a detailed recollection of the night when you had truly given yourself to him, unfiltered and unbarred. Other times, it was new. You two were trying new positions and new techniques that you had only ever tried on a few of the guys you had slept with. Your innate needs and desires were reawakened. You had tried to suppress and keep them dormant when you were with Tae, knowing that there was plenty of time to work towards telling him how you liked things.

           You needed spice and adventure. From the weeks of simply sweet love making and the past few days of being sick, your body was yelling at you for a release.

           Y/N: Holy fuck. I need Tae to come back right now.

           Jimin: LOL shouldn’t you be sending this to him?

           Y/N: I’m sexually frustrated, Jimin. WHAT DO I DO?

           Jimin: Um I rarely have that issue but I usually just do what I need to do to relieve it?

           You exhaled, how did you know he was going to say that? I mean, he was right. You heard Tae’s voice flitting inside your head:

           “Try me and this Maroon guy out, Y/N.”

           It was tempting you, taunting you, until you finally gave in. Maybe it wasn’t completely out of your system. You just were trying to resist that part of you because you wanted so much to make things work with Taehyung. But he had given you permission to explore right? You needed to have one long night of guiltless, passionate sex with this Maroon mask and officially close off that chapter in your life. Yes, you needed full-on closure.

           Your heart raced as you scrambled off your bed. Again, you weren’t even sure if he was going to be there today, especially because it was New Year’s Eve. But maybe he WOULD be there BECAUSE it was New Year’s Eve?

           Jimin hummed at the bar happily, back at the Masquerade Ball. He had frequented this venue throughout the holiday season, dressing up according to their different themes, and he had been getting pretty lucky. Everybody was quite in the holiday spirit, which meant everyone was more eager to get laid.

           Well how could he refuse? It was the season for giving after all. And he had A LOT to give these ladies.

           He smirked as he downed another shot and then his stomach dropped. He spotted you making your way down the stairs in a silk, short white dress. The straps did nothing to hide your bra-less torso because there was a gaping hole that showed off your chest. The silk straps covered only part of your breasts and were tied off in a neat bow around your neck. He spun around frantically, his heart racing. What were you doing here? What was he going to do about you being here? He had been sleeping around, trying to forget the gnawing need to bang you again, yet here you were dangling the bait out in front of him.

           Jimin, she might not even be here for you. Get a hold of yourself.

           He coughed and turned back around, posing arrogantly once again. Your lips curled up excitedly as you noticed him in his usual spot. You ran your fingers through your hair seductively as you locked eyes with him and he gulped. Then something inside him clicked, remembering he was behind the safety of the mask, and Taehyung had given you his blessings to try Maroon at your pleasure.

           He smirked as you approached. “What happened to your boy toy?”

           "He said I should try out my options.“ You hissed as you climbed onto his lap, straddling him, and kissing him square in the mouth, knocking the breath out of him. He hands snaked its way to your hips to keep you on him as you two heard the hoots and hollers of the crowd at getting a free show. Maroon’s hands traveled up your thighs and froze when he realized it. You smirked into the kiss when you knew he noticed.

           "Figured I’d help you out by going commando.” You whispered into his ear and started working on his neck.

           "What to do? I don’t have a room for us today.“ Maroon smirked as he grinded into your bare center. You moaned and bit his bottom lip hungrily.

           "I can do you right here if you don’t care.” You stated.

           Maroon felt his insides lurch with enflamed desire. “Fuck, you’re hott.”

           He stuck his tongue inside your mouth and you moaned into the kiss, needing him in any means possible.

           "But for today, I want to see you all for myself.“ Maroon grabbed your wrist and dragged you outside hurriedly. He mentally thanked his lucky stars that he brought one of his cars that you hadn’t seen yet. Pushing you against the car door, he kissed you senselessly as he pinned your arms to the window so you couldn’t taunt him with your dangerous hands. But you rolled your body into his, full of desire and he groaned.

           "In the car, now.” he commanded and opened the door. You climbed obediently inside on all fours, well aware that your short skirt did not to hide your ass.

           "Fuck.“ Maroon hissed as he combed his hands through his hair. "You are going to be the end of me.”

           You smirked as you wiggled your ass for him temptingly. “Are you going to make me wait in the car by myself all day? I even prepped myself to the thought of you before I came here.”

           "Shit.“ Jimin breathed, trying to calm his raging testosterone down.

           "Come here and fuck me.” You demanded and his body followed, though his mind was still scolding him.

           He smacked your ass and you felt electricity run throughout your body at the sting. “You’re such a little slut.”

           "I am.“ You batted your eyes flirtatiously as you turned and crawled to him, happy that his back seat was spacious. "What’re you going to do about it?”

           "Well don’t I have to punish you?“ he smirked as he hooked his finger under your chin, leaning over to plant a chaste kiss on your lips. You didn’t want that, you wanted him rough and raw, but you knew this was going to be your punishment. He was going to be slow, not that you would let him have things his way anyway. He sucked at your neck tenderly as he felt your entire body; the thin fabric of your dress did nothing to hide your erect nipples so he easily thumbed them.

           Eagerly, you unzipped and threw his pants and boxers off as he continued to tease you. You were going to lunge your head onto his hard dick but he stopped you with a big smirk.

           "Nuh-uh, baby girl.” he scolded. “I’m not done with you.”

           You glared at him as he chuckled. He pushed you down onto your back, and once again, pinned your arms over your head. Then he latched his mouth onto your clothed breasts, flicking his tongue out as you whined. He rubbed his dick against your center tauntingly. You wanted him inside you so much that you felt yourself throbbing. With as much strength as you could muster, you tried to free your hands from his grip but he was much stronger than you.

           He smirked as he bit your lower lip. “How badly do you want me?”

           You stared at him through lidded eyes. “Probably as bad as you want me right now.”

           He hummed at your answer happily. With one hand, he pulled out the blindfold in his pocket and you scoffed.

           "That trick again.“

           He shook his head. "Think outside the box, sweetie. This isn’t just a blindfold.”

           You inhaled as you realized what he was going to do. Squirming, you tried once again to get your arms out of his hold, but to no avail. He tied your wrists together and whispered into your ear.

           "You know the safety word, I presume.“

           You nodded in anticipation, and he smiled. Then you gasped as he traveled down in front of your wetness and blew into it. It sent chills throughout your body and you wanted to beg for him so much, but you knew that that would prolong your punishment.

           He teased you, pressing kisses everywhere on your thigh and your abdomen, avoiding that one place you really needed him to take care off. You groaned and rubbed our legs together, praying that it would provide you some needed friction. He smirked and pulled your thighs apart.

           "Nice try, love.”

           You whimpered and he unexpectedly lunged forward licking a strip upwards into you.

           "FUCK.“ You screamed at the long-awaited contact. You struggled with the ties on your wrist, wanting nothing but to grab his face and push him into you.

           He sucked at your clit as you squirmed at his slow actions. Playfully, he pushed his tongue into you and back out. You were a panting mess at this point. You hadn’t been touched in what felt like a long time and you were deprived. You needed to be completely fucked up.

           "What do you want baby girl?” he smirked.

           "Your dick.“ You answered without hesitation.

           "Where do you want it?”

           "In my mouth.“ You breathed and he stared at you, not expecting the answer. You smirked, knowing that it turned him on even more.

           He lay on his back as he helped you sit up and enthusiastically, your hands still tied, you captured his entire length inside your mouth.

           "Shit.” he groaned, not expecting your eagerness to take him all in. You smiled, glad to have a chance to turn the tables and make him beg for you this time. He bucked up into your mouth as you expertly swirled your tongue across the one spot you knew had him writhing from last time.

           "Fuck. Right there.“

           You continued flicking your tongue there, first languidly then hurriedly. He sat up and pushed you back into the car door, knocking the wind out of you as he began roughly handling your breasts. Sneakily, you grinded your wetness into his thigh and he shut your legs using both of his knees to prevent you from doing anything like that. You were completely at his mercy. You were finally out of options.

           "Please.” You moaned. “Please.”

           "Please what?“ he breathed.

           "Please just fuck me.”

           "Where do you want me?“

           "Inside.” You begged.

           Maroon smirked as positioned you onto his lap, lining you up with his cock.

           "Ride me, baby girl.“

           You groaned as you pressed yourself down onto him.

           "Fuck, you’re so tight.” he breathed.

           You looped your tied arms around his neck and pulled him into your breasts needily. Immediately, he began suck and licking your nipples as you rolled into him. Your body was on fire from the immense pleasure he was giving you. He gripped your hip and began pumping into you quickly, both of you reaching your climax soon.

           "Wait.“ You froze. "Condom.”

           "Right.“ he breathed. "Your purse?”


           He found it and was about to put it on himself when you shook your head. He raised an eyebrow.

           "Put it in my mouth.”


           "Do it.”

           "Um okay…“

           He did so and you ducked down pushing it into his length. The sight of it made him harder and you smirked playfully.

           "Well that was hott.”

           "I know.“ You chuckled and sparing no time, pushed back into him.


           You both heaved, returning back to the heated momentum, quickly climbing back to your climaxes. He slapped your ass hard once again and you moaned.

           "Off.“ he patted your hip.

           "What?” You breathed.

           "Off and on your knees. Ass up.“ he ordered.

           You shivered excitedly and hurriedly obeyed. He positioned himself behind you and exhaled before pushing into you.

           "Holy Fuck.” You whined at the new wave of pleasure and he groaned, cupping your breasts with one hand while the other steadied your hip.

           "Good?“ he breathed.

           You nodded and he began rocking into you slowly as you winced at the mix of pain and pleasure. In this new position, he gave your ass a few light slaps as he thrust into you, and you pushed back into him, getting deeper him into you. In no time, you were cumming and moaning. With a few more penetrations inside you and the sound of your pleasure-filled voice, his hips stuttered clumsily as he rode out his orgasm. He pulled out and discarded the condom into his garbage can. You both were panting heavily.

           "Round two?” you teased.

           He chuckled as he sat down, trying to catch his breath. “Give me a minute or two and I’ll be back in the game.”

           You laughed and outstretched your arms. “Can you at least untie me?”

           "Oh right. Sorry.“ He pulled the fabric and kissed your wrists tenderly.

           Your heart flipped at the gentle action. Then he grinned up at you.

           "I can’t say I’m surprised at your preferences.”

           "Really?“ You tilted your head. "Most people would never guess.”

           "I could tell right away.“

           With your hands finally free, you reached out and touched his face, tracing his body as if to remind yourself that this wasn’t one of your dreams anymore. He pressed your palm into his face and you smiled at each other.

           "I’ve never met someone like you, Maroon.” You beamed.


           "Never.” You breathed.

           For split second, your voice flitted through Jimin’s mind: “Have you ever wondered what it felt like to have sex with the added emotional connection?”  

           He stared at you for a bit and wondered if that was why it was so different for him. Shaking his head, he disregarded those thoughts as you continued to marvel at his fit body. He chuckled.

           "Can’t keep your hands off of me, huh?“

           You smiled. "I’m trying to think.”


           "Whether you’re strong enough to do some crazy things I’ve wanted to try.”

           His interest was piqued and he smirked.

           "Try me.“

           And you were soon back at it again, tangling your bodies around each other, trying something different for a second time…and a third time…aaand a fourth time. Soon, you were both limply lying on his backseat, exhausted but immensely satisfied and content. You lay on his chest, feeling his heartbeat as he tried to calm himself down from his last orgasm.

           "Fuck. Your stamina is fantastic.” he was amazed.

           "You’re not so bad yourself.“ You hummed happily, feeling completely at peace. "So this is the part when I usually peace out and leave, but I am insanely tired and my legs feel like jelly.”

           Maroon laughed and wrapped his arms around you. “I totally understand. I would dip too but I’m afraid I won’t be able to drive properly with you on top of me.”

           You smiled as you nuzzled your head into his chest, which felt oddly comfortable and familiar. But your exhaustion got the best of you and your eyes began drooping slowly, as Maroon began drawing circles against your back while he hummed a sweet tune.

           "You sing well.“ You mumbled before succumbing to your slumber.

           Jimin exhaled and closed his eyes. This had to be the last time you two did this. Maroon mask needed to disappear. He was afraid of both of you getting in too deep, and there was just so much he didn’t know, so much he didn’t want to know.

           Pushing his profound thoughts to the side once again, he tightened his embrace around you and fell asleep. Everything could wait until tomorrow.

           The sun beamed through his tinted windows and it woke you up gently. You felt alive. You could feel yourself practically glowing in his arms. Even though he was a stranger, Maroon mask just seemed to understand you without words. Was it because there were no feelings that it was easier to be completely yourself? While you restrained yourself around Tae in the bedroom, you were completely candid with Maroon. Was it because you had no attachment to Maroon mask? Or was it because he was similar to you sexually that you felt so open about your preferences?

           You giggled gently as you remembered the random things you both had tried last night. It wasn’t perfect. It was pretty clumsy like all attempts, but he was careful and reliable. He listened to you well but also knew just when to be demanding and dominant.

           You exhaled and glanced up to finally take a proper look at his features. You two had always been meeting in the dark and dim lighting so you could never completely study him. Now that you were in daylight, you wanted to check him out clearly.

           But your heart raced when your eyes darted to familiar looking moles on his neck and collarbone. You panicked even more when your gaze fell on familiarly shaped lips. It couldn’t be…your mind had to be playing tricks on you. You shook your head frantically.

            It wasn’t. It couldn’t. It WOULDN’T. IT CAN’T BE.

           Cautiously and nervously, you reached out for his mask and lifted it up, praying your recognition was off. You gasped and fell back, your hand covering your mouth as you stared at his face in horror.

           "Oh. My. God.”

           Sleeping peacefully in front of you, in all his naked glory, was none other than your best friend, Park Jimin.


Masquerade II: Welcome to Burlesque & Balls. PART 3. [BTS x Reader fic]

With a mask, you could be whoever you want to be. You could be someone completely different, or you could be unabashedly yourself.

**DISCLAIMER: Since this is the second saga of MASQUERADE, there will be SPOILERS! So if you haven’t already, it is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED that you read Masquerade first before this for context and for better understanding, plus you won’t spoil the ending of that story for yourself. ;) **

Link to previous story here: MASQUERADE

Summary: Being the receptionist of Club Masquerade and working as a barista wasn’t quite enough to make your ends meet comfortably, so when a new place opens up nearby that’s looking for attractive females to perform in a neo-Burlesque club, you jumped at the chance for a new job and a chance to do something more than sitting behind a desk or counter. But just like your financial status, your love life wasn’t all too great either. When it seemed like all hope was lost, fate had other plans for you. Unexpected suitors waltzed into your life in various ways, and unbeknownst to each of them, you play the field, hoping to overcome your fears and finally find Mr. Right among them…

         But it seems you’re not the only one keeping secrets.    

Link to Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

Club Au, Masquerade Ball Au, Burlesque Au

Taehyung x Reader x Jimin

Fluff & Smut

Originally posted by taedamn

Originally posted by suga-com

           Jimin hadn’t intended to take things that far…not with you at least.

           He hopped into the shower while Hoseok was cooking a late-night snack for them, letting the warm water hit his taut muscles as he recalled the events that had happened simply an hour ago.

           Since you had mentioned meeting V at the ball after his company Christmas party, he had planned to check out the place himself, knowing that a lot of girls looking for romance would probably frequent there. Dually, he wanted to see this V guy for himself so he waited in a booth, watching you at the bar. He had thrown on one of the masks he was creating for the trainees at the Club, having kept it instead because it was a masterpiece. He gelled his hair differently, put colored contacts in, and stuck insoles in his shoes, trying to look different.

           Time ticked by and you seemed anxious, turning away guys who approached you and desperately looking around for any sign of your precious perfect match. He glanced at his watch. It was already ten minutes. Judging from your worried expression and wandering eyes, you hadn’t received an assuring text that he was still arriving. So Jimin jumped into action. He grabbed a rose from the center piece and waltzed over to you.

           Honestly, he expected you to figure out his disguise in a short amount of time. But wanting to make the surprise more hysterical, he altered his voice. It was one of his talents, especially since some of his clients had different accents and tones as specified turn-ons. He imagined you smacking him and cracking up at his princely attire, asking what the hell he was doing spying on you.

           But then you thought he was V.

           He missed the timing to reveal himself because he hadn’t seen you so excited and relieved before. He honestly felt guilty breaking the news that you possibly had gotten stood up by someone you truly believed to be your perfect match.

           So as you two danced closely, he hesitantly acted. He pulled back when you tried to grind into him nervously. This was something you had never done with each other and he wasn’t sure what he should do when you were being so forward.

           You grinned as you grabbed his arms to pull him closer to you.

           "Are you afraid of me?“ You had asked him.

           He shook his head, telling the truth. "I just didn’t want to do anything you didn’t…”

           You closed the distance and pressed against him, “I don’t mind…if it’s with you.”

           Although he knew it was directed at V, rather than him, he couldn’t help but smile at your comment. If you never found out it was him, then what was the harm? He wasn’t Jimin or Red Mask at this point. He was Maroon mask, someone different. So he pulled you flush against his body.

           You grinded into him needily and he felt himself grow harder. He tried hard to control his urge, knowing it was you. Gripping at your waist, he attempted to think of an excuse on why you shouldn’t continue. But he couldn’t think of any.

           This was neither of your first times flirting with a complete stranger, and he hadn’t lied about anything. He meant everything he said…although he was leaving out the significant factor of his identity, which for the record, you never asked nor confirmed whether he was V or not.

           Then your hand traced his mask, down to the side of his face softly, and he closed his eyes, taking in your gentle touch. He had only felt this when he was wasted out of his mind and you had to take care of him and Hoseok. Or when he was deathly sick and you had to baby him back to health. This was a completely different situation. You weren’t taking care of him this time, and he wasn’t intoxicated or even ill.

           When you leaned forward, he inhaled sharply and pulled back, his heart racing. Of all the times he joked and flirted with you, he knew that you both had drawn a clear line. You both walked beside the line at times, but there was a distinct barrier. That was why he was so open with fooling around with you. You never seriously took a second look at him or fell for his antics.

           "What’s wrong?“ you had asked him, your eyes filled with worry.

           "Well…we haven’t done this before…” he hesitated, trying to figure out an escape route. He wasn’t lying. You both had had many drunk close calls, but you both came back to your senses and laughed it off. This was going to be a first. He wasn’t sure how to feel about this.

           "Well of course not. We just met.“ You chuckled then you looked down shyly. "Am I going too fast for you?”

           That’s right. He wasn’t Jimin. He had a mask on. He was Maroon mask. You clearly wanted someone tonight, and he would vow to take this night silently to his grave. It was just going to be a one-time thing. As your best friend, he had a duty to help you feel better about being stood up and rejected. What was the harm in a kiss anyway? He had even kissed Hoseok because of a truth or dare game once, so it didn’t– it doesn’t– mean anything.

           So, he shook his head and cupped your face. “Not at all…”

           Slowly, he opened his mouth and captured your lips sweetly. Immediately, you both melted into each other.

           And damn, he knew he was in trouble immediately.

           The images of your essentially bare body, your hands, your neck, your legs, and the things you said to him, the way you sounded, floated around his head.

           "Holy shit.“ he exhaled as he leaned his forehead against the shower glass.

           He had to take this secret to his grave. He could never tell Hoseok or anyone.

           His hands wrapped around his dick as he imagined how you had finished him. Then he froze and raised his hands up.

           "What the hell are you doing Jimin?” he scolded himself.

           He had finally experienced a fraction of how fantastic you were in bed and it sent shivers down his spine. He licked his lips as he shut the water. Hurriedly, he grabbed the lotion by his sink and began stroking himself as he reminisced on how he had come completely undone at the will of your hand alone.

           His body wanted to know what else you could do, but the memory of this night and his rampant imagination coupled with his knowledge of your escapades and talents would have to suffice.

           At least, for now.

           "Jimin! The food is getting cold! Hurry up!“ Hoseok called from the other side of the door.

           "Hold on! I’m jacking myself off!” Jimin answered truthfully.

           "Dammit Jimin! I told you not to tell me these things!“ Hoseok groaned.

           "You wanna help?” Jimin teased.

           "God, Chims. I’m taken! Just hurry up and fucking wash your hands before you come out. I don’t want your jizz on my meal.“

           "Will do ~”

           "Geez, did you not get fucked at this ball you went to?“ Hoseok hissed.

           "I did!”

           "Then why the hell do you need to jack yourself off again?“

           Jimin’s lips curled up, "It was one hell of a hott time.”

           You felt Jimin’s eyes on you as you walked around Club Masquerade, taking inventory of all the new kitchenware that had come in. He hadn’t approached you as he usually did when he walked in so you thought he was just having one of his off days. You didn’t bother him and went about your business, but you could feel his stare from across the room as you moved.

           Exhaling, finally having enough of his ambiguously prolonged gaze, you turned and marched to the table he was sitting in, sipping tea uncharacteristically.

           "Okay, say what you need to say.“

           You slammed your hand onto the table and he grinned. He had been willing you to come over to him first and childishly, he was ecstatic it worked.

           "You’ve been watching me since you arrived, and what the fuck is with you sipping tea?” You raised an eyebrow then gasped. “Did you meet someone?”

           He blinked, “What?”

           "You have that blank look. Oh I know that look. You got hella fucked this weekend!“ You clapped your hands and Jimin blushed, remembering how he didn’t even get to showcase his skills at the ball. What an embarrassment to his title.

           He frowned.

           "I did not get HELLA fucked this weekend.”

           "But you definitely had sex.“ You pointed out happily.

           "Well what about you then?” he smirked, expectantly. “When are you going to tell me about how meeting your Prince Charming went?’

           You stepped back, "Oh, we didn’t get to meet. Something came up.”

           "Oh?“ Jimin pressed. "Then what happened when he didn’t show up?”

           "Nothing.“ You shrugged.

           Jimin pursed his lips. "You’re totally lying to me!”

           You rolled your eyes. “Okay, so I was stupid and thought some other guy was V.”

           "And?“ Jimin blinked, expectantly.

           "Well I gave him a hand job and that was that.” You simply stated.

           "Wait–that was that?“

           "I don’t know what else you want me to say Jimin.” You snorted.

           "I mean,“ he leaned, trying to sound cool and nonchalant. "how was he?”

           You looked at him, amused. “I mean, he was okay.”

           His face fell in horror. “JUST okay?”

           You furrowed your brows, “Yeah. Just okay. I jacked HIM off so it was just okay for me.”

           At least that’s what you swore you would say to people. But in fact, you hadn’t stopped thinking about this mysterious Maroon mask all weekend. Something about him was completely magnetizing, but you pushed that aside, believing it was because you didn’t get to actually sleep with him. You had thought he was V and that you would have more time to get to know him, so you were filled with what ifs. That was simply the reason.

           Jimin glared at you as you walked back to your boxes.

           JUST OKAY? He had never been called ‘just okay’ his entire life. Not when it came to sex at least. He huffed and marched towards her angrily.

           "How could you say that about a guy? Maybe he didn’t get to show his full potential that night.“ he defended.

           You glanced at him, amused. "Why’re you getting so worked up about me having an 'okay’ time with some random guy I jacked off?”

           "Well something about him must’ve drawn you in enough to do that?“

           You laughed as you lifted a box up, "Chims. I didn’t know you were so interested in my sex life.”

           He grabbed the box from you easily and you picked up the other. “I’m not. I’m just saying it could be hurtful to the guy if you tell others that it was 'just okay’.”

           "I wouldn’t tell his friends considering I don’t even know who the hell he was.“ You giggled. "Don’t worry about the poor guy. He probably has forgotten about me already anyway. Boy, was he a smooth talker though. I’ll give him that.”

           Jimin grinned and perked up. “See? He had a good quality. What else did you like about him?”

           You rolled your eyes. “I’m not having this conversation with you, Chims.”

           "Why not? We tell each other everything!“ he pressed.

           "Would you like me to tell you then when I suck V’s dick this coming Friday?” you smirked.

           He halted. “What? V?”

           You turned and nodded, “Yeah. We rescheduled our meeting for this coming Friday. He apologized and I clearly had no right to complain about being stood up if I had mistaken him for some other man.”

           Jimin blinked. “So you’re still set on meeting him?”

           "Yeah.“ You laughed. "They had an emergency surgery for one his pet clients and he rushed to the animal hospital. Who could be mad about that?”

           "That’s true.“ Jimin hummed as you instructed him where to place the box. "Did you tell him about the guy you slept with?”

           "You’re the only one that knows.“ You hushed. "I felt kind of stupid assuming things. Plus he doesn’t need to know about that. We’re not anything yet.”

           "But you don’t regret it right?“

           You shook your head. "Nah, I had a good time so what’s there to regret?”

           "Ha!“ Jimin beamed. "You said you had a good time! So he wasn’t just okay!”

           "Seriously? What has gotten into you?“ You laughed as you ruffled his hair. "Go get changed, Chims.”

           He smiled lightheartedly, “'Kay!”

            You scratched the back of your head, puzzled, as you watched him skip to his dressing room happily.

           V: I know you’re at work, but I found this cute picture of the puppy you said you wanted!

           You smiled as you slipped your heels on and sat at your desk.

           Coffeegirl: IT’S PRECIOUS OMG! Is it one of your clients?

           V: Haha no, I can’t reveal their identities. Each client is protected from their information being leaked. I could become a convict!

           Coffeegirl: LOL. You certainly can’t risk that.

           V: I found it on the internet. Wanna see a video of the puppy doing something cute?

           Coffeegirl: I welcome all fluffy animal videos.

           V: Haha once we finally meet, I want to take you to the animal hospital. I’m sure my pet clients will love you.

           Coffeegirl: I’d really like that :)

           V: Thank you again for understanding about this weekend :/ I can’t get over it.

           Coffeegirl: Honestly it’s fine! haha I’m over it and we’ll start fresh on Friday.

           V: Don’t worry. I bought an external charger and an extra battery for my phone, so something like that will NEVER happen again.

           You giggled. He was as endearing as ever. Your stomach filled with butterflies at the thought of finally meeting him. How tall was he? What did his voice sound like? What did he look like?

           Suddenly, you glanced at the door as it opened expectantly, but it was just one of the hosts. Your face fell and you went back to marking your planner. You didn’t want to admit it, but you had actually grown accustomed to Taehyung’s visits before opening. However, he hadn’t shown up yet and it was almost time for the clients to come in.

           You hummed.

           "CHIMS.“ You called out.

           "Yes, my love?” he popped out from behind the veil at your call.

           You rolled your eyes at his pet name. “I’m going to go to the Burlesque club for a sec. Man the desk for me.”

           Jimin shook his head disapprovingly. “Y/N….”

           "What?“ You mumbled.

           "Once you meet with V, you’re going to have to stop flirting with this Taehyung guy.”

           "Which do you think I should date?“ You smiled.

           "In my opinion… neither.” He rolled his eyes.

           "Well I wasn’t going to listen to your answer anyway.“ You laughed as you grabbed your phone. "I’ll be right back.”

           "Yep.“ Jimin sat in your chair and propped his legs up on the desk.

           "Feet off the planner.” You scolded.

           "Right.“ He put his foot down but put it right back up when you disappeared.

           You hurried over and entered the Burlesque Bar curiously. It was oddly quiet and you finally spotted Taehyung, dozing off on the counter. You swallowed when you noticed that his shirt wasn’t buttoned all the way up and his hair was sexily disheveled.

           How can someone look this attractive sleeping?

           But then again, Taehyung was attractive even when he was making weird faces to get you to laugh out your nerves. You smiled and reached out to touch his hair carefully. It had always looked so fluffy and soft, and you were happy to discover that you were right.

           However, he stirred and you wanted to run away hurriedly before he spotted you. Except when you heard your name emerge from his lips, you found yourself unable to move.

           Had you heard correctly?

           His chocolate eyes opened and glanced over at you. His lips curled up sleepily.

           "I knew it was you.” he hummed, shutting his eyes again.

           He sat up and stretched sluggishly. “What brings you here?”

           You blushed. You couldn’t tell him you were expecting and waiting for him to visit.

           "I just missed you.“ You admitted meekly.

           He grinned widely, despite the drowsiness still evident in his actions.

           "I missed you too!”

           Your heart fluttered.

           "Can I feel your hair too?“ he tilted his head.


           "You felt mine so now I want to feel yours.“ he laughed innocently. "It always looked so soft.”

           Your cheeks turned a shade of pink as you leaned forward. He reached over and gently stroked your hair, his face close to yours.

           "Good Y/N.“ he giggled as he petted your head playfully. "Thanks for checking up on me and sorry I didn’t get to go visit you today.”

           You shook your head. “I should visit you sometimes too.”

           Tae chuckled, “I’m not nearly as busy as you, so you don’t have to do that. Though, some of my alcohol friends like Heineken and Smirnoff might miss me if I’m gone too long.”

           You grinned, “Oh well we can’t have that.”

           You stared at each other intently and you broke the eye contact first, finally remembering that you had put Jimin in charge, and that your Club could possibly be participating in a massive orgy at this point.

           "Well I have to go.“

           Tae nodded, still smiling happily. "It’s opening night woo! I’ll see you later, Y/N.”

           "See you.“ You breathed, forcing yourself to walk away from this handsome man and out the door.

           It was finally Opening Night for the Burlesque Bar & Lounge, and you were frantically pacing back and forth backstage. You were the lead of the Opening act and you suddenly were regretting accepting such a role.

           "Whoa there.” Tae grabbed hold of your shoulders as you almost ran into the curtains. “They aren’t ready for you out there yet.”

           You gave a nervous laugh, but you couldn’t bring yourself to think about anything else but everything that could go wrong during your performance.

           "Hey.“ he softened his tone when he saw the fear in your eyes. "Heyyy.”

           He smiled and rubbed your arms, trying to meet your shy gaze playfully. Your lips curled up as he adorable face came into your line of vision.

           "You’re going to be fantastic.“ he whispered. "You’ve been practicing harder than anyone else here. And I know cause I walk you out.”

           You chuckled.

           "You’re going to blow everyone away.“ he stated confidently and grabbed your hands, giving them a reassuring squeeze. "If you can’t trust yourself, trust in me.”

           You glanced up at him.

           "I believe that your efforts aren’t going to go to waste. And the talents that you have won’t go unnoticed anymore.“

           Your eyes watered from his kind words and he beamed at you.

           "You need to have fun, okay? This stage is for you, not for anyone else.” he continued.

           You nodded. He was right. You wanted to perform for yourself, not for anyone else. But your heart also desired to perform for him to show your gratitude for everything. Tae had discovered you after all and he continually encouraged you when you doubted yourself.

           It made you wonder what your perfect match V would say if you shared your hopes, dreams, and ambitions with him. You had been nervous to do so because it paled in comparison to his selfless goals of saving animals. You knew he wouldn’t judge you; that it was really only your own self underestimating the importance of your dreams.

           "Thank you Tae.“ You squeezed his hand in return.

           He cupped your face gently.

           "Make them all fall for you out there.”

           "Everyone?“ You fluttered your eyes flirtatiously.

           He smiled, "Everyone.”

           Your heart flipped over. Had he just asked you to seduce him? Or was that just what you wanted to hear him say?

           Jimin found himself a seat at the bar comfortably, looking around for any sign of his unpredictable friend and the object of your evident fancy. He spotted Tae scurrying out from backstage and he pursed his lips in annoyance, assuming he had probably been with you.

           "Jimin!“ Tae greeted immediately.

           Jimin hurriedly changed his expression. "Tae!”

           "Thanks for coming, man!“ Tae laughed as he got behind the bar. "First drink’s on me.”

           "Thanks bro.“ Jimin smiled and Tae slid a beer his way. "How’s my girl doing?”

           Tae grinned, Jimin’s purposeful use of possession flying over his head.

           "She was a bit nervous but I calmed her down.“

           Jimin’s eye twitched, "Oh?”

           "She’s so cute.“ Tae giggled. "She’s doing the opening number. So prepare yourself.”

           Jimin was about to reply when the music began. His eyes immediately shot to the stage, waiting for you to emerge. The curtains flew open and the crowd cheered obnoxiously. Jimin swallowed hard as the silhouette of your figure was outlined by the dim lighting. You were wearing the high leather stiletto boots you had been parading in a few weeks ago and essentially leather underwear, cupping your firm ass tightly.

           Tae whistled and clapped along with everyone. Jimin shook his head in disbelief and joined them. The music began and you spun around, belting out the first few notes. You were wearing a leather corset, pushing your breasts upwards and closer together. Confidently, you marched down the decorated steps placed on the stage. Jimin licked his lips as he watched your boobs bounce as you did so.

           Taehyung clutched his heart as you sent a wink in his direction, and Jimin couldn’t help but glare at him. Your lips were seductively red and plump, and they had drawn in a mole under your eye, which made your gaze sexier and more inviting than usual.

           Your voice echoed throughout the lounge excitedly as you began dancing and singing about the things you wanted a man to do to you. Swaying your hips according to the tempo, shimmying deeply towards the audience, demanding their undivided their attention. Your hand traveled down your chest and people raced towards the stage as you smirked and pulled out a handkerchief from between your breasts, throwing it to them.

           Jimin and Tae cracked up at your playfulness.

           You lifted your leg up onto a speaker and caressed it as you fluttered your eyes seductively at the closest men. They reached for you and you flirtatiously walked away, swaying your hips to accentuate it.

           The music slowed down and you stood at center stage belting the last note of your song, holding onto the zipper of your corset. Jimin felt himself at the edge of his seat and everyone was holding their breath anxiously. You winked and bit your lip while you unzipped your corset. The lights shut as soon as it was unzipped and Jimin, along with a few in the crowd loudly exhaled, disappointed he hadn’t seen anything.

           "Damn. She’s hott.“ He heard a group of guys exclaim beside him.

           He smiled happily. That was his best friend after all.

            "She’s really something.” Tae moseyed back to chat with Jimin. “She’s a natural.”

           Jimin snorted. “You can’t even begin to imagine.”

           Tae tilted his head, inquisitively.

           Jimin coughed, “Yeah. She’s always been really good at moving her body.”

           Tae smiled and Jimin turned around, and made a face of panic, praying that his statement didn’t make him sound like a total sleazebag.

           What was he saying?

           "Damn, Tae. Hit me with a shot.“ A customer sat at the bar. "That opening girl has got me hot and bothered already.”

           Tae grinned proudly as he poured the customer a drink, “She’s in every number today, so you’re not out of the steam yet.”

           "Gosh. I’ll be here every night if her ass is shaking on that stage.“

           Tae giggled, "I’m sure she’d appreciate the support.”

           Jimin’s eyes flitted back on stage as the music began once again. His eyes popped out of its sockets as you appeared in simply a red bra and underwear, with matching high leather boots, all topped off with a harness, which hugged your waist and chest snugly.

           Jimin’s eyes locked with yours for a split second, and his mind immediately flashed back to the night at the Masquerade Ball. This time, you were wearing this outfit, but dominating him as you did previously. He gulped.

           "Tae.“ he called.

           Tae didn’t pry his eyes off of you on stage as he slid to Jimin. "Hm?”

           "I need something stronger than this.“ Jimin choked out.

           Tae laughed and handed him a shot of Everclear. Jimin downed it and hissed as it burned his throat, trying to return to his senses.

           Tae was grinning widely as he watched the look of pure joy in your eyes as you continued your performances. While he was reveling in your beauty, Jimin was just plain being tortured by you. Now that he had you once, he wanted to know what else you could do.

           "Hit me again, Tae.” he croaked, trying to get a hold of himself.

           "Take it easy, Chims.“ he chuckled. "Want something to eat?”

           "You’re right. Yeah.“ Jimin nodded as he threw back his second strong shot.

           Tae smiled at him warmly. "I’ll put in the order for you.”

           "Thanks, man.“

           "She’s one of a kind, huh?” Tae questioned, eyes still watching you intently.

           Jimin glanced at Tae and found an expression of pure admiration on his face. Something inside him lurched at the realization. This man had fallen for you and not just for your body, but for you. Jimin chugged a bit of his beer before replying.

           "Yeah, she’s always been one of a kind.“

           Tae beamed. "I’m glad I found her.”

           Coffeegirl: So can I tell you something?
           V: Of course. Anything ^^

           Coffeegirl: Umm I’m kind of embarrassed to say it…

           V: Whenever you’re comfortable to tell me then. Don’t rush :)

           Coffeegirl: I umm well my dream is to perform…

           V: Like a singer?

           Coffeegirl: Yeah…but like, not exactly mainstream. I was hoping Broadway one day.

           V: THAT’S AWESOME! Why’re you embarrassed about that? That’s an amazing dream!

           You smiled as you patted Jimin’s back. You were sitting on a bench out on the sidewalk in front of the Burlesque lounge. Jimin had a few shots too many and Tae took care of him while you were still performing. You laughed, amused, when Tae explained that Jimin was so impressed by you he just kept asking for shots. You were pretty sure that wasn’t the reason, but Tae’s proud expression was something you couldn’t refute. So here you were, waiting for Hoseok to drive a drunk Jimin home.

           "Seriously. This is such an off day for you. What happened this weekend?“ You exhaled as you continued to rub his back.

           He whined about his headache and leaned into your shoulder.

           "Well I’m surprised your liver didn’t explode. Everclear has 95% alcohol! You know that.” You scolded him.

           He pouted and nuzzled into you. “Your voice is too louddd. Stop yelling!”

           You exhaled as you patted his head. “Just sleep, just sleep. You become such a baby when you have too much alcohol.”

           Jimin closed his eyes and immediately fell into slumber in your arms. Using your free hand, you messaged V back.

           Coffeegirl: I always thought it was kind of childish, and I mean…I’m not saving anyone like you are.

           V: No way! Music is universal! It heals more people in a quicker span of time than I ever could for animals.

           Your heart welled up.

           Coffeegirl: That’s definitely a better way to put it. Although, I guess my reasoning is pretty selfish.

           V: What’s your reason?

           Coffeegirl: I just want to sing and perform. It makes me feel good.

           V: Isn’t everyone doing something that makes them feel good though?

           You hummed and nodded. He had a point.

           Suddenly, Hoseok’s car pulled up in front of you and you slipped your phone into your jacket.

           "Geezus.“ Hoseok laughed as he stepped out. "I feel like I’m in college again. What happened?”

           "I was performing so I have no idea what was going on with him. He’s been off all day. Did something happen this weekend?“ You questioned.

           Hoseok pondered. "Well he said he went somewhere– I forgot– but he said he slept with someone. Nothing past that.”

           "Wow. Not describing his conquests? That’s new.“

           "I think she really fucked him good if you asked me.” Hoseok whispered.

           You gasped, your interest piqued. “Seriously? What happened?”

           "He was jacking himself off in the shower.“

           "So he was reminiscing?” You breathed. “This is groundbreaking Hobi.”

           "Right?“ He giggled. "But I don’t want to make a big deal yet.”

           "Chims getting fucked so good that he actually remembered what happened is HUGE.“ You laughed.

           Hoseok pried Jimin off of you, but the latter tightened his embrace around your body. You blushed as he pressed his face into your boobs.

           "Jimin. You perv.” You smacked him and he winced, immediately letting go.

           "Up we go.“ Hoseok stood him up as he wobbled.

           "Oh? Hobi? You’re taking me home?” Jimin giggled and hugged his friend. “Can I sleep with you??”

           "No. My girlfriend is over and you can count your lucky stars we weren’t in the middle of something. Cause you can bet I’d leave your sorry ass on this street.“ Hoseok hissed as he dumped Jimin into his backseat then turned to you, his face kind this time. "Want me to give you a lift?”

           You smiled and shook your head. “I can walk, don’t worry. You have a bit of a drive. And Silver’s waiting for you.”

           "Alright. Be careful, Y/N. It’s late.“ Hoseok worried.

           "I’ll be fine.”

           "Take it easy then.“

           You waved as the car disappeared. Grinning up at the night sky, you finally were alone with your emotions. You had finally performed, and you were without a doubt addicted to it. You remembered the way Tae had kept his eyes on you the entire night. You had been performing for him. You wanted to show everyone that he didn’t make the wrong decision. He believed in you and you didn’t want to let him down. The way he hugged you tightly at the end of the night was the only reward you needed, but then he whispered into your hair.

           "I knew you were something wonderful.”

           You hugged your phone as you giddily made your way home.

           "Hey.“ Jimin was back to normal the next morning and as usual, he stopped by to order coffee from you.

           You smirked. "Hey champ. Back from the dead, huh?”

           He laughed, “4 coffees this time. Usual though.”

           You swiped his card and he stepped to the side slightly as he continued speaking.

           "When do you have your lunch break?“

           "Um lunch time. Noon.” You answered as you pushed in the next customer’s order with ease. “Why?”

           "Eat lunch with me.“


           "I don’t like eating lunch alone.“

           "You have Hoseok, Silver, your fan girls.” You smiled at the next person and took their order.

           "Yeah but I’m a third wheel and I’d rather eat with you.“ he pouted.

           You exhaled and glanced at him, exasperated.  

           "Mr. Park?”

           Jimin turned and you recognized your next customer as one of the co-workers you had met at the Christmas party.

           "Oh my gosh. Hi!“ she spotted you. "Mr. Park’s girlfriend! I can’t remember your name.”

           "I never gave it.“ You mused. "How can I help you?”

           Jimin burst out in laughter at your snark reply and played it off as a cough.

           "He always came in with this brand of coffee so I wanted to try it for myself.“ she explained unnecessarily.

           Peripherally, you could see Jimin cracking up silently.

           "I didn’t think he’d be coming here to see his girlfriend every morning! How sweet!”

           "Yes, very.“ You curtly agreed. "What will you be having today?”

           "Oh right. Whatever Mr. Park gets here.“

           "Coming right up.” You smiled fakely then hurried to make the orders, sparing a glare towards an amused Jimin.

           "You need to stop coming by. Tell them you dumped me or something. I don’t care.“ You hissed as you prepared the coffees.

           "Hey you shouldn’t complain. I’m attracting you customers. They’ll tip you more when I tell them about the baby.” he winked.

           "Don’t you dare…“ you whispered as you handed him the 4 cups in a cup holder tray.

           He took one out, smirking. "One’s for you, babe.”

           You laughed and sipped it happily. “But caffeine isn’t good for the baby.”

           Jimin chuckled, “I’ll pick you up for lunch.”

           You rolled eyes, knowing he wouldn’t have taken no for an answer anyway. And how could you turn down free food? Jimin always paid considering he was rolling in money while you were struggling.

           "See you at the office.“ He pointed at his co-worker and she beamed, excited that he didn’t forget her.

           You handed her her order and whispered, "You should give up. You’re not his type.”

           She looked at you alarmed at her feelings being exposed.

           "Well if you hurry you could probably walk with him to his office.“ You batted your eyes innocently. "Tell him his girlfriend sent you.”

           She blushed and sprinted out of the cafe as you chuckled playfully. The amount of girls Jimin attracted always astounded you.

           "So you admitted to being my girlfriend?“ Jimin grinned cheekily as he slid the seat out for you.

           You sat down at the table and laughed, "I just felt sorry for them. They aren’t your type.”

           Jimin propped his elbow onto the table and cupped his chin. “What is my type to you then?”

           "Mmmm…well…“ you pondered. "sexually it’s anyone with a vagina.”

           The family beside you coughed and gave you two an angry look. Jimin laughed as you bowed apologetically.

           "Okay so you never go for someone who is super into you UNLESS you’re really desperate.“ You lowered your voice. "You go for someone who you think is a challenge.”

           "Do I?“ he smirked.

           "You know you do.” You rolled your eyes as you opened the menu. “Cause it makes you proud when you conquer them.”

           He laughed, “It does.”

           "I swear you’re going to get fucked over one of these days.“ You shook your head.

           Your curse earned another glare from the family so you leaned forward closer to Jimin. He did the same so your faces were inches apart. You whispered so that only you two could hear your conversation.

           "One day, someone’s going to fuck you so good you won’t know what to do with yourself. You’re going to be looking for her, but you’ve already run out on her in the middle of the night. Not even having grabbed her number and not even remembering her face. And suddenly… you realize you can’t keep a woman for too long and you’ve let a damn good one slip through your fingertips because you followed your dick.”

           He moved closer and smirked, “That won’t ever happen, babe.”

           "Don’t come crying to me if it does.“

           You scoffed and leaned back in your chair.

           "I’ll probably just order the usual.” You shut your menu.

           "I figured. So I ordered ahead of time when I made the reservation.“ he smiled, still staring at you with a playful expression.

           "What?” You eyed him.

           "So about the way you performed last night. Woo.“ He fanned himself.

           You cracked up. "Stop.”

           "That was amazing. Seriously.“ he grinned. "I had to get drunk so I wouldn’t jump you afterwards.”

           "Oh how flattering.“ You chuckled.

           Your orders came out in no time, and since you were both were starving, you dug in hurriedly. The family left and you two were finally left alone in your section.

           "Oh good. Now I don’t have to censor myself.” You exhaled.

           He chuckled as he took some of your meal into his plate. “What’s on your mind?”

           You hummed, trying to figure out how to put your thoughts into words.

           "Have you ever wondered what it felt like to have sex with the added emotional connection?“

           He stared at you intently and you tilted your head, expectantly. He smiled gently.

           "I guess I’ve thought about it but then I’d always think –isn’t mutual lust an emotional connection anyway?”

            You shook your head and frowned. “You know what I mean Chims.”

           "Well I think with my dick. You know that.“

           You rolled your eyes. "This is why you’ve never held a legitimate relationship.”

           "It’s not that I can’t.“ He pointed his fork to you. "I just don’t want to.”

           "Why not?“

           "It’s a lot of effort and why would I want to do that? Plus I can’t imagine having sex with just one person my whole life. It’ll probably get boring.”

            “But you’re never boring.”

            “Yeah, but I need someone not boring to keep me entertained too. It’ll get tiring if I’m always the one doing something new. If I had to be tied down to one person for my entire life, they really need to keep me on my toes.”

           "It’s exciting to teach them though.“

           "If they’re willing.”

           "That’s why emotional connection is good! So they’ll want to learn for you.“

           "OR it could scare them.” he stated firmly.

           You two stared at each other intently, neither of you wanting to give up on your opinions. You eased up and exhaled.

           "Well I’m so glad I never slept with you.“

           Jimin immediately choked on his drink.

           You handed him some napkins and waited for him to compose himself.

            "Why?” he strained.

           "Cause sometimes sex isn’t just about the excitement, Chims.“ You shook your head. "Atleast, I’d like to hope. It’s about expressing your feelings for another person.”

           He raised an eyebrow, “By ramming my dick into them?”

           "By making them feel good, cherishing their vulnerability…“

           "Don’t get sappy on me now, Y/N.” he snapped as if trying to bring you back to reality. “I need you with me.”

           You laughed. “I’m just curious why so many people stay with one person. Doesn’t it feel like we’re doing it all wrong?”

           "I, for one, can make a girl feel good without needing that emotional connection.“ Jimin chewed.

           "And when was the last time a girl made you feel good without it?”

           Jimin swallowed too quickly as the image of your hand around his dick flashed across his mind at your question. He began coughing again.

           "What is happening with you?“ You cracked up as you pushed his water closer to him. "Chew slowly, Chims.”

           He glanced at you laughing and decided to change topics for his sanity.


           You groaned as you hopped around, trying to zip up your costume. Everyone was in the current act and your solo was next so no one was backstage to help you.

           "Curse my inflexible shoulders.” You hissed.

           Suddenly, warm hands covered yours and zipped you all the way up. Surprised, you turned around and was taken aback to find Taehyung in front of you.

           "I was going to check to see if you were nervous, but it seems you had bigger issues.“ he teased as he handed you a glass of water.

           You laughed as you took a sip. "Thanks. How am I doing?”

           "Perfect.“ he smiled as he stared at you.

           "Y/N, you’re up!” the manager called you.

           "I’ll be back.“ You breathed.

           "I’ll be watching.” Tae grinned as he watched you hurry away.

           "How was I?“ You scurried to the bar once your half of the performance was over.

           Tae grinned at your welcomed entrance and leaned over the counter.

           "Amazing… as usual.”

           You blushed and gave him a shy smile.

           "Do you want anything?“

           Tae was wiping down a glass as he glanced over at you.

           "Something sour.” You stated.

           "Coming right up, milady.“

           You spun in the stool to watch the stage, wondering if you looked as beautiful as the girls when you were up there.

           "Hey! You’re my favorite girl!” A man pointed you out happily and grabbed your hand. “You’re absolutely fantastic!”

           "Thank you.“ You blushed. "I still have a lot to improve on.”

           The man cackled. “No honey. You turn on everyone in here when you’re up there. If you improve anymore, we’ll get heart attacks!”

           Tae slid you a small glass, his eyes twinkling happily. “Alright, alright. Ease up on the fanboying. She’s on a break.”

           "She yours, Tae?“ The guy chuckled. "Hit me with a beer please.”

           "Coming right up.“ He knocked on the counter and gave you a subtle wink before grabbing a beer from the other side of the bar.

           "He’s a good guy, honey.” the man pointed at you. “I’ve seen many sleazy bartenders, but he is as sweet as they get.”

           You smiled as you watched Taehyung fondly.

           "Your beer, good sir.“ Tae uncapped it for him.

           "Thanks Tae. Keep up the good work.” He patted your leg. “Both of you.”

           You grinned then turned to Tae.

           "Hope he didn’t say anything weird.“

           He worried and you shook your head.

           "He said you weren’t a sleazy bartender.”

           Tae laughed out loud. “I sure hope not.”

           "He said you were actually sweet.“

           "And what do you think?” he flicked his eyebrows up playfully.

           You giggled and cupped your chin with your hand. “I think…”

           "Hm?“ he leaned forward, closer to you.

           ”…that I have to get to know you better before I make that judgment.“ your lips curled up flirtatiously as you took a sip of your drink.

           Tae laughed and shook his head.

           As he usually did, you found Taehyung waiting for you outside your dressing room after everyone had left already.

           "You really don’t have to wait for me.”

           "Cause you’re a slow poke?“ he scrunched his face.

           You chuckled, "Yes, cause I’m a slow poke.”

           "Why do you take forever in there anyway?“

           "Mmm…” You pondered whether to reveal your secret, but his innocently curious face reassured you. “Cause I stare at myself in the mirror.”


           "I just feel beautiful with the clothes and the make-up and the hair.” You admitted shyly. “It seems like such a dream still whenever I’m on stage or getting ready. I wanna savor it just in case it disappears.”

           Tae slid his hands onto your cheeks, smiling down at you warmly.

           "Nobody’s going to take this away from you.“ he whispered.

           Your lips curled up, enjoying the warmth of his hands on your face.

           "And I think you’re always beautiful, so I’m glad we can relate by wanting to stare at you for a long time.”

           You laughed at his comment.

           "Let’s go?“ he blinked cutely, his eyes bright and endearing.

           You nodded and felt a bit forlorn when his hands dropped back down to his sides. As always, he walked you outside and bid you good night. Part of you wanted him to escort you home so you could talk for longer, but you also realized that was a bit foolish considering he lived only a block away from the lounge.

           As always, you watched with a growing sadness as he made his way home, slowly increasing the distance between you two. But not like always, he paused after a few steps and you perked up in anticipation.

           "Hey.” Tae turned around as you averted your eyes, not wanting him to see you staring at him walk away.

           "Hm?“ You blinked.

           "Do you umm…” he scratched the back of his head. “…wanna grab some… dinfast?”

           You laughed and nodded, “Sure. I’d love some dinfast.”

           He grinned widely and outstretched his elbow. “Your hands will be warmer here.”

           Your lips curled up and you scurried over to him, wrapping your hands around the crevice of his elbow.

           "Have you been to that diner down the street?“ he questioned.

           "Yeah. I used to go there after my other work. Hands down the best pancakes I’ve had.” You beamed.

           "I HAVE BRUNCH THERE ALL THE TIME!“ he bellowed excitedly.

           "Ugh. I always wish I lived closer, just for the pancakes.”

           Tae giggled as he opened the door to let you in first. You were both quickly seated since it was such an odd hour to be out.

           "I love these seats.“ Tae bounced in the booth excited and you laughed at him. "Sorry, stopping.”

           You shook your head. “No, it’s fine. I feel like during work hours you seem so chic and mysterious behind the bar, so this is good.”

           Tae grinned. “What about you though?”


           "You definitely don’t act like you do on stage outside of work hours.”

           You blushed. You kinda did…at particular times, but it was too soon to divulge such a secretive part of yourself.

           "So how come you never decided to perform before? You’re such a natural.“ Tae started after you put in your orders.

           "Fear, really.” You hummed. “And also just the whole thought about not being in a stable field. It was always just me and my dad so I’ve always been working to help out. The thought of not having a job was scary.”

           Tae frowned. “Oh I’m sorry.”

           You chuckled and waved your hands. “No, no! It’s not a sad thing. Please, don’t be sorry.”

           Tae smiled. “Well, I like how you turned out.”

           "Me too.“

           "And I feel like everything has a time, you know?” he added. “Like people don’t always meet who they’re meant to be with until a certain time when they can handle it.”

           Your eyes fluttered towards him.

           "And your path may not always be clear until it’s ready for you.“

           You grinned. "You’re right.”

           "I for one am glad that you walked by me when you did.“ he giggled. "I was on my last two minutes of my shift outside and I thought I’d get yelled at for not giving out at least one flyer.”

           "Why didn’t you hand it out to any attractive girl you saw?“ you tilted your head.

           "Not to be cheesy…” he looked around shyly. “…but you were the only girl that passed that I thought was attractive.”

           Your heart raced and your cheeks hurt from the permanent smile that had been plastered on your face since you entered the diner.

           "You’re just saying that.“

           "I promise I’m being honest.” he laughed. “It’s all a matter of preference of course. I’m quite picky about who I give my flyers to.”

           He wiggled his eyebrows teasingly, causing you to crack up. In no time, your pancakes arrived and you two clapped excitedly like children as they were placed in front of you.

           "Syrup first or butter?“ he eyed you.

           "Butter.” You answered.

           "Oh good. We can stay friends.“ he exhaled playfully and you giggled.

           "What brought you to the Burlesque Lounge?” You chewed.

           "Mmm…“ he hummed as he worked on his food. "My good friend runs a bunch of businesses. He asked me if I wanted to make some cash on the side by being a bartender. I’ve always been interested in music and performing so he promised me that it wouldn’t be a boring job.”

           "And has that been true?“

           "It’s been more than I expected.” He stared at you intently but his eyes returned to his food when you glanced up at him curiously.

           You smiled shyly, having caught the end of his lingering gaze. Your stomach was filling up with butterflies the more you spent time with Kim Taehyung. You weren’t exactly sure what to do with yourself, but he made things so easy that you didn’t have to worry about it for too long.

           After dinfast, you essentially floated on clouds back to your home. It was full of laughter, getting to know each other, and flirtatious banter. It gave you hope that maybe he was as interested in you, as you were in him.

           You stepped into your house, humming an upbeat tune, but nearly screamed when you found Jimin sitting on your couch, wearing his glasses and reading.

           "JIMIN.“ You yelled clutching your heart. "What in the world?!”

           "I let myself in.“ he smiled cutely.

           "Clearly!” you exhaled, hanging up your coat; your heart still racing from the shock.

           "Where have you been?“ he sniffed the air. "Did you go to the diner without me?? Who’d you go with?”

           You smiled coyly as you held up your leftovers. “I didn’t finish it if you want.”

           He hopped off the couch and made his way to the kitchen. Then he realized he had gotten distracted.

           "You never answered who you were with.“ he firmly stated.

           You blushed. "Well Tae asked me out for some dinfast…”

           "What the fuck is dinfast?“

           "You know dinner + breakfast? Cause it’s too late for dinner but too early for breakfast…”

           "You actually said yes to someone who says 'dinfast’ and 'linner’?“ Jimin looked at you disapprovingly.

           You rolled your eyes. "He’s cute and sweet. Why shouldn’t I have said yes?”

           "Well for one, he makes up words.“ Jimin chewed as he counted with his fingers. "And second, you’re going to leave him for your 'perfect match’ after Friday anyway. Why’re you leading him on?”

           "I’m just doing what feels right, Jimin.“ you shrugged.

           He squinted. "So you won’t get mad at someone if they’re doing what feels right?”

           "Well I mean, I’m not about to condone murder because 'it feels right’.“ You retorted sharply. "I’m going to change. I’ll tell you about my date after I get into something comfy.”

           "Mmkay.“ He munched on your leftovers nonchalantly. Then he got up and padded to the bathroom, needing to pee. He passed by your room and noticed that the door was slightly ajar. Looking around, he walked backwards lightly and peeked in. He gulped as you unhooked your bra and pulled a tank top over your bare torso. Then he noticed you were wearing a similar pair of black panties that he had seen you in, and he hurriedly stepped away from the door.

           This was dangerous.

           He scurried to the bathroom and splashed water on his face.

           And although he feigned that he was paying attention to your stories, his mind continually wondered back to what he witnessed a few minutes ago. How many years had you been sitting across from him on this very couch, not wearing a bra underneath your pajamas? It drove him crazy. Just how comfortable were you with him to do that? Or did you just do that with anybody? It wouldn’t have been obvious since you always wore an oversized sweatshirt, but now that he was aware, his eyes floated to your chest every so often curiously, until your voice brought him back to focus.

           You were a lot more dangerous than he had thought.

           Jimin slowed down as he spotted the tall, lean bartender standing by the entrance of Club Masquerade the very next day. He squinted curiously as he passed by.

           "Hi Chim-Chims.” Tae grinned.

           "Hi…“ Jimin greeted cautiously. "You know Y/N is inside.”

           "Oh yeah, I popped in to say hi already.“

           "How nice.” Jimin stated flatly and continued walking, but he felt fingers curl around his arm.

           "I was actually waiting for you though.“ Tae smiled shyly.

           "Oh.” Jimin glanced down at his arm then back at the handsome man in front of him. “Sorry, I don’t swing like that…Maybe a one night stand if you make a good enough attempt.”

           Tae giggled light-heartedly at his joke. “That’s good to know. But I wanted to talk to you about Y/N actually.”

           Jimin blinked. “What about her?”

           Tae blushed and looked down at the ground. “Would you like to grab a drink at my bar?”

           Jimin’s lips curled up. “Can’t turn down a free drink.”

           "But let’s stay away from Everclear this time, hm?“ Tae chuckled.

           Jimin laughed, "Yeah. Y/N would probably beat me if I saw my clients drunk.”

           Taehyung waltzed into the empty lounge, which strangely looked like a coffeehouse without the obnoxious flashy lights and scantily-clad women.

           "A beer good?“ Tae asked.

           "Mhm.” Jimin slipped onto a stool, studying the place. “So what’s up?”

           "Um…“ Tae glanced around nervously as he sat beside Jimin. "I’m going to ask her on a date…”

           "Oh.“ Jimin commented. "Oh! You don’t need my permission to ask her –”

           "Oh no. Don’t worry about that.“ Tae laughed. "Since you two are close, I wanted to get a second opinion on whether my date plan will be something she likes.”

           "You sure you don’t want to just ask her if it’s okay?“ Jimin sipped his beer.

           "I want it to be a surprise.” Tae blushed and fiddled with his hands.

           Even Jimin thought this man was adorable. It was hard to dislike him when he was just so damn nice.

           "Well then shoot.“ Jimin nodded, giving Tae his undivided attention. "Let me hear this date plan of yours.”

           Tae explained everything down to the last detail, animatedly. His hand motions were wide and large like he was telling his toddler a bed time story. Jimin listened intently, nodding his head, sifting through the years of information he had stored about you and your previous short relationships…if either of you could call them relationships that is.

           "I’d say it’s a great plan.“ Jimin smiled gently and laid a hand on Tae’s shoulder. "You don’t need to be so worried. She honestly loves everything, especially if it’s so well thought-out like this.”

           Tae beamed brightly and grabbed Jimin’s hands. “Really?”

           Jimin squeezed Taehyung’s hands, reassuringly. “I know so. Believe me when I say that no one’s taken her on something as great as you plan to do.”

           Tae frowned. “That makes me sad.”

           Jimin chuckled, “Why? Wouldn’t that make you happy that you’ll be the first to do that for her?”

           "Well…she’s such a great person…I think she deserves to be treated preciously. It makes me sad that she hasn’t been.“

           Jimin smiled, feeling Tae’s sincerity. "I think so too.”

           He chugged the rest of his beer. “But at least she has you now, Tae. Just be yourself bro.”

           Jimin hopped off the stool and stretched.

           "Oh, and she falls for people who get her flowers.“ he added. "Although she says she likes chocolates better, she just says that so it doesn’t seem like she’s cliché. Getting both is your best option, but it might be overkill for a first date so I’d just go for a single flower.”

           He started walking away then paused.

           "Oh she also gets cold super easily, so to be smooth, bring an extra jacket, gloves, or scarf to bundle her up in. And she loves hot chocolate with those little marshmallows, so I’d take her somewhere where you can get those. It goes along with your festive date plan.“

           Tae grinned. "Thanks, Chim-Chims.”

           Jimin smiled and nodded, knowingly. Without another word, he made his way back to Club Masquerade.

           "Chims!“ You greeted him happily.

           He smiled at you as Tae’s words flitted across his mind.

           I think she deserves to be treated preciously.

           "Where have you been? You’re a little later than usual today?” You chimed. “Busy day at work?”

           He chuckled. “I was with a friend for a bit.”

           "A friend?“ You scrunched your face teasingly. "You have those?”

           Jimin lunged at you playfully, pulling you into a headlock. “Then what do you call yourself, huh??”

           You giggled as you tried to get out of his hold. When he finally let go, you fixed your hair and caught your breath.

           "Oh right. Are you really coming to our college friend’s wedding on Thursday?“

           "Why wouldn’t I?” Jimin smirked.

           "Well I mean you SLEPT with her Jimin. Then left her the next day, claiming that you weren’t ready for commitment.“ You exhaled. "I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

           "Well you know….“ Jimin took a seat on your desk.

           "Oh no. What did you tell her to make things okay?”

           Jimin smiled as he grabbed your hands. “Don’t get mad…”

           You knew immediately. “Jimin!! You didn’t!!”

           He guiltily grinned at you. “I didn’t think she’d still think of us as friends let alone invite us to the wedding.”

           "How many people have you been lying to that we’re in a relationship?“

           "Okay. So here’s the thing.” he shifted in front of you, holding onto your hands tightly in fear of you smacking him. “I didn’t exactly say that. She just assumed.”

           "WHAT did you tell her?“ You glared at him.

           "That I wasn’t ready for commitment because I was in love with you.” he admitted.

           There was silence between you as the words sunk in.


           "Aaand…at the time, you were in one of your friends with benefits escapades…so I thought it was an easy escape. The whole unrequited love thing.” he trailed. “I thought she’d have forgotten it.”

           "So how does that translate to the now?“ You raised your eyebrows.

           "Cause our profile pics are with each other.” He explained.

           "And Hoseok.“ You added.

           "But Hoseok is in an official relationship.”

           You groaned. “I hate being your excuse, Jimin. You know that.”

           "I know.“ He rubbed your hands. "I promise this is the only other time I’ve said that. Can’t we just go with it this last time? So she doesn’t knock me out with a chair?”

           You exhaled then looked up. “You just wanna go cause there’s a chocolate fountain.”

           He grinned. “You caught me.”

           You rolled your eyes. “Alright. As long as you give me a ride in one of your nice cars.”

           Then you pointed at him before he could cheer.

           "AND no drinking cause you’re driving home, got it?“

           "No drinking for you either if I’m bringing the nice car.” he furrowed his brows. “I don’t want you hacking in it.”

           "Fine.“ You stuck out your pinky and he locked his own. "It’s probably for the best so I don’t flirt with anyone else at the wedding and look like a hoe.”

           "Well if you come like this, they’ll immediately think that.“ he pulled at your skirt.

           You slapped his arm and he winced.

           "I’m not stupid Jimin.”

           "I wouldn’t mind if you did.“ he winked.

           "Ugh. This is the LAST TIME, Park Jimin. I won’t keep up this farce anymore after this.”

           "You’re the best.“ he grinned cheekily. "I promise to love you forever ~”

           You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Go change. Shoo. I have things to plan.”

           "You’re my favorite! Remember that!“ he called out as he threw hearts at you gratefully.

           "Yeah, I know.” You snorted as you went back to writing in your planner.

           "I say we clean up nice.“ Jimin grabbed your hand as he opened the car door for you. "Nobody would think I slept with people as a side job and you as a classier stripper.”

           You rolled your eyes. “Jimin, shut up.”

           He grinned as you two were ushered into the wedding venue. The whole ceremony was heartwarming and the look of desire, awe, and sadness on your face didn’t go unnoticed by Jimin. He reached for your hand and gave it a squeeze comfortingly. You smiled at him knowingly. He leaned over and whispered.

           "You’ll be up there soon with your precious V.“ He teased and you elbowed him. "Or will it be Tae?”

           You glared at him and he preferred that look on your face than what you had been displaying.

           After the ceremony, everyone made their way to the reception where you and Jimin waltzed around, engaging in small talk. His arm was around your waist protectively as you chatted with people he knew had a thing for you back in the day. You babysat a glass of champagne to be more social, but it was exhausting for both of you to keep up with the pleasantries.

           "Damn, this is hard.“ Jimin breathed as you both finally sat at your table.

           "Lying?” You smirked.

           "Pretty much.“ he groaned.

           "There, there.” You patted his back. “That’s what you get for being a two-face man hoe.”

           He glared at you. “That’s hurtful.”

           You laughed loudly, “Well I can’t say I’m any better.”

           He smiled and straightened up.

           The entire night, it had been gnawing at him that you looked absolutely breathtaking. And it made him puff out his chest proudly that you two had such a strong bond. He could’ve easily been one of the people that was simply reconnecting with you temporarily, but he wasn’t. You had let him in and he had stayed.

           "I’m gonna head to the bathroom.“ you patted his leg and he nodded.

           Soon your seat was replaced by one of the guys in college that always rubbed Jimin the wrong way at parties.

           "Man, bro. I didn’t think you’d settle down.” he jeered. “Much less with her.”

           Jimin furrowed his brows. “What do you mean by that?”

           "I mean, bro. I heard she’s slept with a shit ton of guys. She must be used and worn by now, huh?“ he nudged Jimin, who was getting more heated with each word.

           "Don’t talk about my girlfriend like that.” Jimin snapped.

           To hell with his nice facade, something inside him stirred.

           "Calm down man.“ the guy chuckled. "If you ever get tired of her, I’d like to give her a try. You think she would?”

           Jimin grabbed his collar threateningly. “If you so much as touch her, I will personally cut your dick off.”

           He pushed the guy away and marched to the bathroom where you had disappeared to. His heart was racing as he worried. He knew he had been a jerk to some girls, but he wasn’t that bad was he? He shook his head. No, he had never talked about a taken woman that way. As rough as he was, he made sure to respect them.


           You stepped out of the bathroom, flapping your hands to dry them and his body acted on its own. Jimin pressed you against the wall, taking you by surprise.

           "What’s going on?“ You blinked.

           He leaned down, putting his face closer to yours. "Would you believe me if I think you look extremely beautiful tonight?”

           You chuckled and smacked his chest. “I am literally wearing a floor length dress. My boobs and legs are covered and–”

           "Exactly why you’re beautiful.“ Jimin smiled and left you silent, seeing that he was being genuine. "I guess I’m just so used to seeing you exposed and being classy sexy that seeing you being classy is absolutely stunning.”

           You stared at him; the air between you guys thickened as your gazes continued to stay locked. His eyes dropped down to your lips as he pulled a strand of hair around your ear gently. You felt your heart flip over at the subtle action. Your eyes stayed on his, trying to read whether he was pulling your leg, if he had gotten drunk in the time span you were gone, or something completely different.

           You weren’t sure what was happening. But your eyes traveled down to his lips, plump and soft-looking. Instinctively, your lips parted and Jimin leaned forward, seeing as how you hadn’t pushed him away yet. You were entranced, yet you knew you couldn’t do this.

           Not with him.

           You felt his breath ghosting over your lips when you placed your hands on his chest to gently nudge him back. He glanced down at you worriedly and you smiled reassuringly.

           "Let’s go get some food from the chocolate fountain before it disappears.“

           He nodded and returned your smile. You outstretched your hand and he grabbed it.

           "Let’s go go go!” You grinned and dragged him down the hallway, ignoring the thumping inside your chest.

           Jimin watched you from behind, relieved that his attempt hadn’t made things awkward between you, but a bit disheartened at your rejection.

           You had known Park Jimin for a long time. You had had many friends who had fallen into his charms, only to be ruined and distraught. And you swore to yourself from the beginning that you would never become one of them. So you always set a clear, strict, and distinct boundary between you two. Though you both danced around it, you always prided yourself in never ever giving in to his attempts. You knew his lust was temporary and that wasn’t worth losing the long lasting friendship you had created.

           You were sure he felt the same way too.

           But why had he tried to cross the line?

           You felt a squeeze on your hand, pulling you out of your thoughts, and you glanced back to find him grinning at you.

           "It’s this way silly.“

           He dragged you to the chocolate fountain and cheered once you had arrived. His eyes twinkled childishly and he hauled you over so he could grab a plate. You laughed as he drenched his entire plate underneath the fountain, too impatient to drizzle one item at a time.

           After he dropped you off, he returned to his apartment, his head full of thoughts. Why had he done that? What was he doing? He knew you were on his mind ever since the Masquerade Ball, but why and in what way? He plopped down on his back, staring up at his room ceiling.

           After some serious contemplation, he sat up in his bed. He was certain now that he absolutely needed to sleep with you in order to save your friendship.

           He needed to get it out of his system like he always had.

           But not as himself of course.

           He glanced over at the Maroon mask that was on his shelf, seemingly staring back at him, waiting to be used again. A smirk formed on his face.

           It was time for him to shine.

PART 4 – Grab Your Water Buckets From Your Wells! Incoming smut ~


Hello, hello!

Please enjoy my photo spam. I got low lights today and it’s the first time I’ve colored my hair in roughly 5 years. And my mom is a cosmetologist.

Then my sisters and I got Panera with sarahspeaksnow before walking for a sweet treat. I sure have missed them.

Anyway, I forgot how green it is here in Minnesota. And humid. And mosquito infested. But beautiful! My friend and I met up to go on a 4+ mile walk through a wooded trail, and then we swam and treaded water for a while.

Solid day if you ask me. Now please excuse me while I go devour a Juicy Lucy from the 5-8 Club…