Members react to: Almost Raping Girlfriend (you)
Requested by: @_lovelyparkjimin_
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Jungkook: Sex was definitely not a rush in the relationship. Though you and Jungkook have been together for longer than a year now, he respected your boundaries. He always did.

Though. One night, you and Jungkook had just gotten home from a party, and he had gotten wasted. So drunk that you had to drive. Even though you weren't very sober yourself. You helped him into your apartment that you both share together. "Baby. You look so sexy." He growls in a deep voice as he pushes you against the wall once you two get into the apartment.

You have never seen him this way before. He was always a gentleman. But then again, he's never been this drunk before. He was already kissing at your neck, leaving pink marks where his lips had been. It made you breathless. "J-Jungkook." You said in a shakey voice. His hands were gripping your curves over your dress. "Jungkook." You said more sternly. But he wasn't listening.

His hands now up your dress, touching your skin. Your heart was pounding. He forced his lips back onto yours, the taste of liquor practically made you choke. Before you knew it he had laid you on the couch in the living room. He was in between your legs. Your heart was pounding in your chest, this side of Jungkook wasn't what you liked to see. You didn't want this.

His hand was already touching your womanhood over your panties. He was kissing harshly are your neck. "Jungkook. S-stop." You stutter. You feel him move your panties to the side. His fingers lightly touching your folds. "Jungkook!" You cry. His hand stops. His breath was heavy. He looks you in the eyes, which were watery.

He quickly jumps off of you. And sits at the other end of the couch, away from you. You quickly sit up, pulling your knees to your chest. You knew it wasn't his fault, but at the moment you felt extremely violated. His head hung in between his legs, his hands gripping his hair. He barely moved and it made you flinch.

His eyes had filled with tears. "I'm so sorry Y/n.. I-I wasn't in the right mind." He says. You weren't really sure why, but when he leans forward you moved more into the couch. As if trying to hide from him. Your head knew that it wasn't him, but your body seemed to do something else. The way he touched you.

"Y/n.." He whispers, tears running down his cheeks. "I'm sorry. I really am." He says as he looked at your small body curled into by he far corner of the couch. You hadn't noticed that you were crying yourself. "I should leave. What I've done to you, I wouldn't be able to live with myself..." He doesn't finish.  He's about to stand up and leave when you grab onto him. "No. Don't leave me." You hiccup. He doesn't look at you.

"Y/n. I'm a monster. What I did just seconds ago.. isn't acceptable." He says, his voice shaking. You pull him back onto the couch to sit next to you. He still won't look at you. "Jungkook." You cry. He shuts his eyes tight, tears streaming like crazy. You grab his face. "Look at me baby." You cry more. His eyes slowly open. He seemed to break down more to the sight of your face.

"It wasn't you Jungkook." You whisper. "You told me to stop. You-" He bites his lip. "I hate myself for what I've done to you, y/n." He sobs. "Jungkook. Listen to me." You grip his face, making sure he doesn't look away. "It could have been worse, and you stopped yourself. That's all that matters." You say. "But it took you screaming to-". "JUNGKOOK PLEASE." You cry.

"I won't ever drink like that ever again. I promise. I swear on my life, y/n. I will never touch you like that again, unless you'd want me to." He says. And you knew he was telling you the truth. You kiss his lips, hugging him close. You can sense that he wasn't sure if he should hug you back. "Hold me Jungkook." You say against his lips. But he doesn't, so you grab his arms and wrap them around yourself.

And even though a scary incident happened minutes ago, you still felt safe in his arms. And you knew he'd never hurt you again.

Taehyung: You kiss him back as he pushes up against your body. Your tongues tangoing together. The strong taste of wine and other mixed drinks invaded your taste buds. He carried you to the bed room. Everything felt as if it was moving too fast.

His hands gripped your breast over your tight dress. He kissed you roughly. And it made you think more, you didn't want this. But the second you thought this he yanked off your dress, leaving you in your bra and underwear. His hands were groping you. Usually you liked it when he touched you, but something about this moment, made you dislike it a lot.

He kissed at the curves of your breast. While his hands ran down your sides, slowly making their way to your thighs where he spread them wide for himself. You can feel his tight abs against your core.

"T-" You're about to call him when he forces his lips against yours. You didn't mind the kiss. It's what his hands did that made you definitely not want this. They quickly pulled down your panties. You hadn't noticed that he already had his jeans off.

He unbuttoned his shirt before ripping it off. His hands ran over your body. Usually, being intimate with Taehyung was a complete luxury. But maybe it was the fact that he was drunk. He gets extremely wreck less when he's drunk.

You felt that maybe in the morning would be best, when you two were in better mind. "Taehyung." You call him. His kisses went down your stomach.

Usually, when he did this you loved it. But at the moment, you hated it. You push is head, but he thought it meant for him to go lower. Which it wasn't what you meant. "Taehyung." You called again more sternly. You shut your thighs together tightly.

His hands gripping tightly,  so tightly it began to hurt. You sit up. "Taehyung stop." You say pushing him away. He looks up at you, mad. "Don't push me like that." He growls. You pull away from him, only to have him pull you back underneath him. "You're not listening to me. I don't want this. We can wait till morning, when you're not as drunk." You say.

His eyebrows knit.

"I'm not drunk." He answers with anger in his voice. "Yes you are. You're being too rough. And I don't like it." And it seemed that he didn't listen, even after that. "I'm not drunk." He says. You had almost forgotten. Sometimes when Taehyung got really drunk. He turned into one of those people who don't listen to others, because they think they're not drunk.

"Yes you are Taehyung. Now let me go, I don't want this." You say trying to push his hands away. His hands only gripped tighter into your thighs that were shut. "You love it when I touch you." He says through gritted teeth. With such surprise, he pulls your thighs open. He opened them so rough it hurt your hip bone.

"Taehyung, your hurting me." You tell him, your voice shaking. Your eyes filling with tears. He brings his face to yours. "You know you want me to touch you." His fingers running over your core. "You know it feels good." He whispers. You try to push him away. "I said stop Taehyung." You say with a shakey voice, it was basically cries.

His fingers slowly entering you. Your eyes brimmed with tears. He slowly began to pump you, you hated it. He watched your face as he plunged his fingers into you. His eyebrows knit when he sees that you're crying. He pulls his fingers out and stares at your face closely.

You had your eyes shut, tears uncontrollably streaming down your cheeks. You felt the weight come off of you. You slowly open your eyes. He was sitting at the edge of the bed, and you can hear him sobbing.

"What is wrong with me!!?" He curses himself. It made you cry more. He turns and looks at you, "I'm such a horrible person." He says. He grabs his shirt that laid on the bed and covered your, basically, naked body. "I know an apology won't make things right." He bites his lip. "But the way I violated you tonight.. isn't right. And I hate myself for it."

He gets up and starts to put on his jeans. "Where are you going?" You ask. "I don't know.." He says, unable to look at you. "Taehyung. You're drunk. We can talk about this in the morning. Please come back over here." He shakes his head. "I molested the girl I'm madly in love with, and you want me to act like everything is okay?" He still won't look at you.

"You probably hate me for what I've done." He says. "I'd hate you more if you walk away from me." He slowly turned to finally meet your eyes. Tears falling from his eyes. Your tears made it hard for you to see. "How can you still want me?" He asks. You blink and your tears finally fall. "I'm love with you, you idiot." You whimper. "I raped you with my fingers y/n!!! How is that okay!?" He was choking on his own saliva.

"I have a lot to think about. Now that I know what I'm capable of.. I don't think I deserve you. And what I've done tonight, shows just that." He walks over and takes a tee shirt out of his dresser. You quickly button his shirt that you wore, you knew that he'd try to leave. And he was in no condition to do so.

Before he walks out of the room you run and hug him from behind. You feel his abs tightening and you can feel him sobbing. "Don't leave me Taehyung..." You cried.

Jimin: It was just a regular day. If a 'regular day' meant fighting with your boyfriend Jimin, that's exactly what it was. A regular day. Recently you and Jimin had been having problems. Always starting with the most stupidest thing that would turn into a huge fight.

About five hours ago, Jimin had barged out of the house. You had a slight idea where he was, but because of the stupid conflict, you didn't care. You were laying in bed, watching television when you hear the front door swing open then slam shut. He was definitely home. You brace yourself. He barges into the room. He looks filthy drunk. You get up so that you can go to the bathroom to get away from him, to wait for him to fall asleep.. then go to bed. He runs up to you. "Oh no you don't y/n." He growls.

He grabs you by the waist and tosses you back on the bed. He throws off his shirt. Quickly dropping his shorts. "Jimin. Don't." You say, turning to get off the bed from the other side. But he grabs your waist and pulls you under him, and got on top of you anyways. You kick and push him, only making him more angry. "JIMIN!" You scream, scared. He pins your wrists down onto the bed, your face flying to the side as his hand hits your face.

"Shut UP Y/N!" He yells. Your heart was pounding like crazy, your cheek burning. He had never hit you before. You laid there in complete shock for while, your eyes quickly watering. He pulled up the oversized shirt you always wore to bed, which happened to be his.

Even after everything that would happen, may it be a fight. You'd still wear his clothes. His scent made you feel homey and at ease. But now all you felt was fear. He yanks the waist line of your panties, a ripping sound is all touch hear. You were already sobbing. Your body shaking. You had never been so scared in your life. "Jimin.." You whisper, looking up at the ceiling. Tears blurring your vision.

Your breaths became hiccups. "Please..." You shut your eyes, praying that he wouldn't do it. Your underwear already gone. "Stop.." You sob. "Please stop." You said. Surprisingly his grip on your wrists loosen. You open your eyes. His face was in front of yours. Tears brimmed his bottom eyelashes. He hops off of you faster than he ever had. You quickly sit up, covering yourself.

His chest was elevating quickly. He stared down at the floor in horror. His body shook as he yanked on his hair before turning and plowing his fist into the walk of the room. Leaving a large crack. But he didn't stop there. He continues to punch the wall. You watch him with your hand over your mouth. 

What had become of you two? Is this what you were now? What you've permanently become? Soon blood was coming from his busted knuckles. You shoot off the bed and throw yourself at him. Hugging onto his bicep. The second you touched him he had broke. Falling to his knees and crying, almost screaming.

"I'm a monster.." He whispers. You keep your face against his bicep, crying. Were you crying because you were scared of what would happen next? Because you forgave his actions? Because you loved him? "I'M A MONSTER!!!!" He screams followed by the source of loud thuds. You pick up your face to see him now banging his head into the wall. You stare at him, completely torn.

You pull his shoulders so that he's head is against your chest. His face burying into the fabric of the shirt. His muscular arms wrapping tight around you and he sobs. His hand that he had pounded into the wall repeatedly, was shaking against your back. "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He whispered repeatedly.

Your fingers in his hair, before wrapping your arms around his neck. Pressing your quivering lips against his head. Could you really forgive his actions? Him reacting this way, did it mean that he'd never hurt you again?

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