"B-but you d-"

"I'm the worst, I know," I breathed out, moving closer to him as he immediately shook his head.

"No, y-you're not! I-I j-"

"You nothing," I cut him off, pulling him into my arms as his legs went around my waist and he sat over my thighs as my legs were laid out.

His head moved to my neck and I felt his tears. His hold over me was tight and I finally relaxed after so long, needing his touch.

"Minnie."

After I had breathed the name out, his lips roughly landed over mine and I let my hands go to his hair. He let an impatient whine out when I didn't part my lips for his tongue.

Opening my mouth, I sucked on his tongue and he pushed me down, flat against the ground as he grinded over me. The taste of cigarettes was strong, but I missed him too much to care.

Spreading my legs, he stayed on top of me as he thrust against me softly and I let my hands clutch his back.

Rubbing his erection against me, I felt my breath hitch as his hand went to tug my strap down, his lips over my collarbone.

He bit my shoulder softly and I arched my back into him, his hands going around me to rest over my ass. He continued to apply pressure over my collarbone, the skin between his teeth and I couldn't get enough of the feeling.

Leaning up, I pulled him away to kiss his lips, and his tongue darted into my mouth for a quick second before he pulled away completely.

He took deep breaths, his lips redder from the harsh kiss as his hands moved to hold my hips.

"I-I s-sm-smoked," he stuttered out and I nodded, letting my lips flutter over his neck, loving the sound of his sharp breath intake.

"I know, I don't like it, but I'm not letting that come between us right now," I spoke and he gave me a shaky nod, his nails digging deep into my hips as I sucked the skin of his neck roughly, leaving no area untouched by my lips.

He rolled his head over, pressing his hips to mine and a moan slipped past my lips, accidentally biting down over his neck and he groaned.

He cupped my cheeks, locking our lips together and my happiness soared through the roofs to finally be able to be with him again.

Pushing him down, I hovered over him, my hands running up his thighs, slipping under his shirt and he let a sharp gasp out.

I seated myself over his erection, leaning down to kiss him deeply, his tongue over mine and I felt his hands hike my dress up further.

"Fuck, you're not wearing anything underneath, are you?" He groaned out, squeezing my ass and I sucked his tongue.

"Mm, no it's better not to with this dress," I spoke against his lips, letting my fingernails graze his scalp as I ran my hands through his hair.

Sliding the strap down off my other shoulder, his lips latched onto my collarbone and I bit the tip of his ear when he rolled his hips up.

His hands went to unzip my dress, stopping when my phone rang abruptly, jumping up as he clung to me.

His surprise made me laugh, kissing his lips softly before I went to pick it up, my manager's voice sounding out again.

"Did you look over the profiles like I asked you to?"

"No."

"Are you ready for the interview?"

"No."

"Did you get prepared for the meeting?"

"No."

"You are aware that you are the cover of the magazine, yes?"

"Yes."

"Then do a better job. You were the one who wanted to balance both things. Prove to me you can."

The call ended sharply and I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I turned back to Jimin.

"Come on," I took his hand as I went back to my place, seating him down.

Not another second later, Taehyung walked out, sweat over him as his hair was messed with, his boxers thrown on and I only rolled my eyes.

"Great to know you're having fun at my place. I need to go, look after Jimin and don't call strippers again. Need anything and you know where to reach me at," I told him as I set things down, still needing to change my clothes.

"Oh, don't worry. We'll take care of him," he stepped forward to kiss my cheek, an arm around my waist and I called out to Jungkook.

"Kookie, bring me my clothes!! Thanks so much," flashing Taehyung a grin, I saw Jungkook walk out, thankful for him getting me an outfit.

I saw Taehyung lick his lips as he took in the sight of Jungkook, bite marks over his chest and neck, his nipples still erect as he handed me the clothes.

"Thanks Kook," nodding at him, I pulled the shorts on under my dress, yanking the straps down as I put on the shirt, sliding my dress off as I tossed it off my legs.

Taehyung was standing in front of the fridge in looks of what to eat while Jungkook stared bluntly at his ass.

"Hey, can I top again?"

The milk carton slipped from Taehyung's hands as it fell onto the floor and I rolled my eyes.

"You're cleaning that up," I grabbed the house keys.

"If that's what you want babe, but not as rough as last tim-"

"I'm leaving, bye," I waved to Jungkook and Taehyung, not caring for their conversation as I quickly went to Jimin as he was still sitting there. "I'll be home later tonight, don't worry," I gave him a kiss, not expecting him to pull me down onto his thighs and I felt him flex them as I internally screamed.

"Babyboy, not now," I breathed out by his ear, my hands gripping him tightly and my phone rang again.

Groaning, I got off of him, answering the phone as I blew a kiss to Jimin, leaving the place.

"Yeah, I'm on my fucking way, don't worry!" I said first thing as I rushed down the stairs, heading down to the company building.

"Good. Also, that interview, it's not to be forgotten about. Remember that."

He ended the call again and I groaned, pulling the door open as I stepped inside.

"Miss, you're here, let's get started."

I was immediately pulled into the conference room and seated where I would discuss the new plans for the next six hours.

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"Fucking hell," I muttered, hurrying to open my door as I headed inside, tossing the files down onto the table as I kicked my shoes off.

Seeing the clock's bright red numbers of 3:16 am made me sigh.

I'd have to leave for work in another few hours.

About to go in my room to see Jimin, I stopped abruptly as I saw him sleeping on the couch.

I swear to god.

Kim fucking Taehyung.

Going into my room, I opened the door, seeing Taehyung's back as he was thrusting into Jungkook.

"Tae."

Hearing him growl, he turned around, groaning as he saw me.

"Oh, it's you," he tossed the sheets over a naked Jungkook before getting out of bed to pull his boxers on.

"Yeah, the one who lives here. What a shocker," I tapped my foot and he rolled his eyes, clearly irritated I had came between them and I knew how much he hated when someone saw Jungkook in that state.

"Cut the sarcasm, what'd I do this time?"

"Why the fuck is Jimin on the couch?"

"Oh, that. We offered the little guy the bed but he refused, saying he'd stay up to wait for you. He wouldn't listen and I think he thought I was going to rape him or something so I didn't want to scare him any further," he shrugged and I felt my heart ache at the thought of Jimin waiting for me the entire night, passing out from exhaustion.

"Thanks," I breathed out and he nodded, not paying me anymore attention as he pulled his boxers back off, jerking Jungkook towards himself and I heard a sharp moan from him at Taehyung's roughness.

Oh, well.

He liked him rough anyways.

I made my way back out, turning off the tv as I stared at Jimin.

Pulling a spare blanket out from the closet, I tucked him in, laying him down so he wasn't stuck in his seated position as I tucked him in, not wanting him to get cold.

I left a water bottle beside him for whenever he woke up, going to take a seat as I looked over the files I was given.

"Ah, babe, fuck yeah!"