"J-Jungkook...what are you talking about...? You..." her eyes glisten when I didn't expect or even want to see this occurring because of me. "You're my...you're not my brother...this is impossible...what the hell are you saying?"

"I know this is hard to believe y/n but...I'm telling the truth," I anxiously talk no matter how much I wish this were a nightmare. "D-Don't cry, baby..." I place my hand on her calf to hold it but keep my eyes fixed in hers. "Sangook married my mother but she was pregnant before meeting him so I'm not your brother, don't worry about this..." I try not to cry in front of her sobbing but covering her face as if she was relieved.

I inch closer to her and put my arms around her body, for my lips to press a kiss on her cheek. "I thought we were..." she chokes up on her words as my words must have triggered a real fright and distress into her. "I thought we couldn't be together...I was so scared..." she lets go of her emotions but makes me feel bad for the way I formulated my sentence.

"I'm so sorry baby..." I hold her close but place my hand on the side of her face to kiss her cheekbone as she moved her hands down. "My mom is the one who mentioned it. She told me you looked like him...so...she wanted me to ask you those questions just to know," I tangle my fingers in her hair. "Does that mean he cheated on your mom and that...I was born from this type of thing...?"

I don't answer to not worsen her state but stroke her cheek and look into her eyes. "Then your mother is the reason why he left my mom..." she drops her gaze down but since I cannot say anything about this, I keep quiet. "I feel horrible..." she wipes her tears away but her heartrending expression worsens this anguish felt inside of me. I just want to hold her tight and make her feel better. "Don't feel like that...honestly...I don't want this to sound wrong but...if he didn't do this...you wouldn't be here with me...we wouldn't be together and just the thought of it hurts me."

"But...he hurt your mom..." she gazes up at me with her teary and sorrowful eyes but I maintain this contact. "I know...but..." a sigh runs out of me as my thoughts are mixing up into my head. That would be bad if I was saying that I'm glad this happened that way but I love her a lot, so that would pain me to think of myself living without her on this earth. That really pains me.

Since I don't know what to say, I lean in and join our lips for a sweet kiss. This feeling is more than great, that soothes me, relieves me, and helps me to calm down. I do it slowly and gently for her to feel every little emotion in my touches but then pull apart, for our lips to delicately drift apart. "If you want to talk about it we can, but after this, I want us to not think about it and just keep acting like we were before. I don't want this asshole to ruin something good in our lives again."

She nods, her wet eyelashes softly fluttering as she's gazing away. "Do you need to talk about it? To ask me some questions?" I reach her calf out to caress it. I know my touch appeases her in this kind of moment. She doesn't answer anything, looking through space and probably thinking. Her fingers pass over her warm cheeks and she suddenly leans closer to me, to end in my arms. "Does your mother know about this...?"

"Yes, she does," I comb her hair and rest my back on the wall to be in a more comfortable position with her. "Does she hate me...?"

"No baby, she doesn't hate you," I shake my head and believe in those words. "Are you sure?" she glances up at me with worry and I cup her chin with gentleness to speak while looking at her pink lips, but she goes for it first. "I would hate me if I was her...I'll understand her if she wants to hate me or dislike me from now on..."

"Baby..." I exhale sharply but connect my gaze to hers. "Stop saying such things, hm?" I run my fingers through her hair to comb them back and keep my hands in the back of her hair, with my thumbs on her cheeks. "My mom will not hate you. She will feel a bit weird at the beginning now that she knows this but that's normal, she won't dislike you at all. Don't be worried about this," I stroke her reddish skin. "And no matter what she thinks, I love you. That means I'll stay with you. Ok baby girl?" I brush her eyelashes with my fingers to remove the marks of sadness.

She offers me the most tender smile ever, so I pinch her cheeks in a kind manner and return this smile. She puts her head back on my chest. "I love you Jungkook..."

"I love you too baby," I drop a kiss on the crown of her head and hold her in my arms. Thank god we're both alone so we can have this little moment full of fondness.

I comb her hair but encircle her body to lie down with her, my hand fondling her curves as I'm gently breathing in the scent of her fragrance while combing her hair with the help of my arm wrapped around her neck. "Baby," I ask for her in a whisper and she softly answers me with a humming sound. "Can I call you 'my little one'?"

"Yes, why would you ask that?" she looks up into my eyes but gets them into hers. "Just...like that...to make sure that doesn't make you feel uncomfortable."

She pecks my lips, making them curve up into a smile. I move forth once she pulls apart and joins our lips for the second time, wanting her taste, her sweetness to be in my mouth. I caress the side of her thigh with my hand that I can feel throbbing and kiss her passionately.

I'm so addicted to her taste that I know if I do not put an end to this now, I'm not going to be able to restrain my lust that is growing inside of me degree by degree. In order to have a better position, I push her a bit down on the sheets and slightly get on top of her for our lips to play together. Our bodies still being a bit on one side, I kiss with fondness and let my mind drift away for a moment.

Without holding myself back, I nibble on her bottom lip but give a slight pull on it before taking its softness between both of my hungry ones. I keep one arm around her neck to rest it on the mattress but use my other hand to stroke her jawline while making out with her. Her legs wrap a bit more around my waist so I slide my hand down to the back of her thigh to give some squeezes but caress her skin.

At the feeling and sound of us lacking of air, I take a small break to only give gentle pecks to her lips but open my eyes. I dive right into her soul full of sparkles while my own one must be filled with terrible delight and love. I smile at her, maintaining the eye contact to stay connected. "Jungkook..." she almost whispers my name but doesn't return the same expression. "Yes, baby?"

"Do you think the others are going to come back here?" she asks a weird question as if she wanted us to be totally alone for some time. "I don't think they will, why?"

"You told me...to...tell you..." she breaks the eye contact out of shyness and drops her gaze on my lips. "If I want something..."

"Yeah," I nod but wait for her to let it out. "Do you maybe want something?" I keep my veiny hand on her thigh but stroke it back and forth. She shakes her head up and down but does not reveal the real reason why she's mentioning this. "What do you want baby?" I press a kiss on her lips, the pigmentation of her cheek turns bright red. "Tell me in my ear," I murmur close to her lips but turn my head, to not look at her and maybe cause more nervousness.

"I want to do it..." she says. To be honest, I knew she would say this. I'm not really surprised but only happy about it. "Do what?" I set my eyes back into hers with some tease. She smiles but punches my chest. "You don't want to...?"

"I want to do it, you know it," I hold her against me and join our lips again, but push her entirely on her back to get on top of her. "Let me grab a condom," I smile against her lips but straighten my back to a low degree in order to not hit my head but bend over, to pull my heavy suitcase away from under the bed and rummage through my stuff in a hurried manner. I manage with some eagerness to grab a condom and focus back on y/n.

"I've been wanting to do it for a while already," I tell her the truth but drop the wrapping on the sheets, to kiss her lips but undo my belt. While my lips are busy with hers, I open the zipper of my pants and leave her lips for a short second, to get on my knees and pull my tight pants and underwear down.

I'm already hard as hell just at the thought of us doing it. "Let's kiss a bit more," I get back in my previous position to put some of my weight on her but lay my arms on her pillow, for my fingers to play with her hair while I'm grinding onto her needily. "Keep your legs spread for me," I whisper between the frictions but bring one hand down to lift her skirt up and have my cock against her panties.

She's already wet. I swear to god my touch is powerful on her body and I like this a lot. She's my sensitive baby.

The door opening stops me in my actions. "Fuck-" I heave a sharp sigh but without moving away from y/n, I hurry to pull my clothes back up and look behind me. My eyes fall upon two guys but the wrong ones. Bad timing.

The eye contact lingering with awkwardness, I clear my throat but glance away from Jisung and Samuel to get next to y/n on the bed and fix her skirt. The embarrassment doesn't fade away but only makes the atmosphere in this room tense as ever. I lick my lips and avoid looking at the guys who just ruined a good moment that was about to be lit as hell, I close the zipper of my pants and fasten my belt.

Since I do not know what to do in this situation, I check on y/n but see her cheeks are crimson red, surely not from shyness but unease. I grin but peek at the others, coming across Jisung's glare without willing to.

"Do you find this amusing?" he clenches his jaw but I just sigh and avert my eyes from him. "Just get out of this room."

"No, I'm not," he asserts with a deeper voice, a tone I've never heard before coming from him. Y/n suddenly straightens up as she must not like the tension. "You're a fucking bastard Jungkook."

"Jisung..." y/n speaks for me when the only thing I want to do is ignore him. I know why he feels that way, I understand him so I'm not going to judge him no matter what he says to me.

"What about the 'Do you think I would try to get a girl that my best friend likes and wants to date?'? Uh?" he doesn't leave it but keeps on going while I'm handling it and not reacting. "YA!" his shrieking voice echoes through the room but makes y/n's body jump on its spot just right next to me. For no reason, she stands up. "I'm sorry Jisung..."

"The one who should apologize is this fucking asshole...!" he shouts but gets me to sit at the edge of the bed as I perceived a shakiness in his voice. I gaze up at him but let him take his anger out on me. "I fucking hate you so much..." he tears up before us, burning up in his wrath. "You must be happy to see that I'm going through hell while you got what you wanted. That makes you feel satisfied, doesn't it?"

"Are you gonna do this in front of her?" I keep calm and not try to provoke him but he wipes his tears away while sobbing as quietly as he can. I have to admit, this is painful since this is all my fault. "Yes I am!" the intensity in his voice almost makes the walls tremble. I pull my hair back but rise as a sharp exhalation just left my lungs. "I didn't do this to hurt you, Jisung. Alright...?"

"Then you should have stopped right from the beginning! You knew I was in love with her when you weren't just a bit-"

"Y/n," I grab her arm in a delicate manner but drag her on my right to drift her to the door. "Get out and join Mino," I look into her eyes that reflect a lot of sorrow but she listens to me and leaves. "Jisung, just let me explain to you-"

"Explain what?!" he shouts at my face but gets me to blow up. "Just let me!" I raise my voice when I'm not used to doing it and he shuts it. "I know you're hurt, I know you hate me but..." I block without even knowing why but stare into his teary eyes. "I just love her...Hate me if you want, beat me up, spit at my fucking face if that can make you feel better...but I never did this against you..."

"If I was really a best friend to you..." his quivering voice breaks my heart. "You would have stopped touching her so much...you would have stopped flirting with her and even held back right when you knew I had feelings for her...Now I have to see you kissing her, hugging her and doing all the things I wanted to do with her but that I won't ever be able to do...!"

I can't even answer him. He's right. I should have stopped when he told me to do it, I should never have flirted with her. I knew he was in love with her but yet, I continued only because I was a jerk. I knew she was in love with me, I knew she was liking it, and I couldn't help it. "I'm sorry Jisung..."

"Shut up..." he shakes his head. "I should never have been there for you when you were broken because of Seyoung," he chokes up on his words. "I should have let you struggle in your shit all by yourself..." he looks at me with sorrow and hatred but walks away to leave while crying. I feel like crap.

'YOUR P.O.V'

Once my eyes land on Mino, my heart beats a bit faster with fear at the sight of the three other boys playing with him at some games. Why do I always have to be anxious around men...?

I don't say a word but join him on the sofa. "Y/n?" he smiles at me when I wanted him to avoid me but I glance at him. "Yeah...sorry if I bother you but Jungkook told me to join you..."

"Oh, you're not bothering me don't worry," he smiles but leans forth to rest his forearms on his thighs and lay his eyes on me. "Why did he tell you to come here?"

"He's 'talking' with Jisung..." I tell him, frightened about this whole thing since I know they could go berserk. "Oh...that doesn't sound good," he grimaces but stops his game to place his controller on the coffee table. "Anyway, since we're both alone..." he licks his lips but comes closer. "I want to know what you think of Jungkook, how you find him."

I link my hands together in a timid manner and look down at them. "Well...he's caring, funny, cool, lovely, and...I like him a lot..." the right words don't come up to my mind right away but I still manage to say something. I then look at him but he simply grins. "Do you find him too clingy?"

"Not at all, I love when he hugs me and I feel more clingy than him honestly..." I let out while gazing at him but he nods. "Hm," the sound vibrates through his throat, "I know this is going to sound a bit inappropriate but..." he inches closer with his lips to get them close to my ear. "Do you want to have sex with him?"

My mind goes wild and I grin like an idiot. "I...why do you ask me that?" I don't give him an answer since I'm too shy about it but he chuckles. "I just wanna get your point of view on that."

"You have his?" I don't keep this question to myself. "I do and let me tell you that he's eager to have his first time with you."

"Really?" I raise my eyebrows but kind of like this. "Oh yes, we talked about it yesterday 'cause we often have this type of conversation but he told me he really wants to do it with you. He obviously loves you."

I smile but look away. "So, you didn't give me your answer," he comes back with it but I wrap my hand around my forearm. "I do...I want to."

"Then flirt with him," he speaks without even knowing how I am. "When you're in bed, touch him, try to tease him with your body or hands and act like you're all innocent and don't do it on purpose..." he gives me some ideas that I will certainly not have the guts to use. "I'm really bad at flirting..."

"Do you want me to tell you what could work for sure?" he turns his body in my direction and lowers his voice but I nod out of curiosity. He inches closer for the second time and whispers in my ear, with his hand at the side of it. "When you're in bed, turn your back towards him and make sure your butt sticks out to press against his crotch," he gives me his advices that I take without thinking twice. "Or just make him lie down on his back to be on him and rub yourself onto him a lot, play with his hair and kiss his neck. He will like it, he always says they're his weaknesses."

Well...I'm now well informed but I knew all of those advices already. I'm going to make him believe I didn't. "I'll use those ideas."

He grins but checks his phone.