Dry eyes cracked open and burned when the blinding sunlight beamed into them, a figure formed in front of her sleepy vision. Her roommate stood at the foot of the bed seeming to be fastening a watch.

His eyes caught hers "Ahh finally you're up," He said, turning to the mirror to do his signature hair sweep.

"What?" Ash choked out slowly rising up to check her phone but it was not coming on.

"What time is it?"

 He once-over his watch. "Nine thirty,"

"WHAT?!" Ash ripped the covers off her body. "Why didn't you wake me up?!"

"I tried to but you sleep like you're dead," He got on all fours and sneaked his way on the bed to her ear. She froze when his slow breathing prickled the shell of her ear.

"And you look so cute when you're drooling," His teasing words stung like hot- itchy embarrassment creeping up her neck.

Pushing him away she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand avoiding his gaze.

Namjoon walked in.

"Hey, are you guys not ready yet?"

"Jimin didn't wake me up!"

"I tried!" He pointed indignantly at them. 

"Whatever, Ash just get ready," He walked out the door.

"Okay give me at least an hour!"

 RM poked his head back in with a blank stare and annoyed eyes. "You get fifteen minutes,"

"Good luck, Kitten." Jimin smirked grabbing his phone from the table before shutting the door leaving her alone to fend for herself.

"EVILLLL!" Ash hurried to the bathroom and took one of the fastest showers of her life. You know when you're late for an event and when you have to brush your teeth in the shower. That kind of shower. Drying off she frantically ran around the room on the hunt for clothes.

"Nope, I got no time for skinny jeans," She tossed the jeans out of the way and came to stop when a beige colour sundress hung beautifully on the rack. It was one of her skimpier attire in her wardrobe not suitable for her work. Why did she pack this again? Oh, right cause Ren told her about his boss's situation ten minutes before she got on the plane.

Ren.

The rules and demands fluttered into her mind.

No kissing.

No inappropriate touching.

No sleeping with them.  

She still has not resolved her issues with the guys, mainly Jimin what she did know is that the old saying 'If you can't be em, join em' was migrating in her psyche.

They were on their way to rehearsals for Billboard since the day was coming in close. So it really did not matter what she wore since she was not going to be on camera.

Although Ren didn't technically say anything about clothing and what she could or could not wear. Time was ticking and decisions needed to be made. 

Wear this revealing dress or opted for her usually fully covered attire.

"Ahh fuck it," She unhooked the dress and threw it on herself. 

Finding easy clothing, check. 

Now on to the face, hair and shoes.

Thank goodness her makeup routine only consisted of moisturizer and tinted chapstick or else she would have been so screwed. Smacking her glossy rosy lips together and combing her fingers through her damp hair a few time she grabbed her converse high tops and bolted for the door.

Running in the hotel was against their policy but she had no choice. She was late. 

Hopefully, the guests would ignore the crazy barefooted girl and go about on their business. Giving the doorman a smile and a thank you for opening the door she quickly found the members in front of a red minivan and not the usual limo.

Coming to a sharp halt she panted out, checking her pulse on her neck. "Made it! The. Flash. Is. Shaking." She said between heavy breaths.

"You ran all the way here barefoot?"

"Yeah... there... was no time.. cramp!" She held on to Yoongi's shoulder for support and her side as the twisting, pulling ache distressed her abdomen.

"You know we would have waited for you, right?"

She waved her hand across her flushed face. "Nah. I don't like to keep people waiting,"

"That's a nice dress," Jhope smiled causing them all to notice her new attire. "No jeans and t-shirt today?"

"Well since someone didn't wake me up on time I had to go with something easy to put on,"

"How about I drop a bucket of cold water on you next time, will that be better?"

Disregarding Jimin she brought up another topic. "Are we driving in a minivan now?"

"Yeah the driver said the limo was having problems but the closest thing that could fit us was this," RM explained. 

"Ahh,"

His eyes discreetly narrowed to her. "Which means there are eight seats in total, counting the driver so somebody's gonna have to sit on someone's lap." They all turned their heads towards the victim.

 Ashley's shoulders dropped and rolled her eyes. "Why is it always the girl?"

"Because you're the girl, now choose a member's lap,"

"Anyone but Jimin,"

"Oh please, I wouldn't want you on my lap even if you paid me," Jimin rolled his eyes.

Ashley clicked her tongue and stuck her nose in the air. "That's rich coming from the guy who practically pulls me in to straddle him every chance he gets,"

"Ooooh," Tae and Jungkook said in unison, holding back their snickers.

"Lovers quarrel?" RM said, eyes flickering playfully. 

"HA HA HA," She laughed dryly. 

"So who decides?" 

"Oh I know, rock paper scissors," Hobi suggested already in position and chanting the words.

In the end, Jimin won the battle. And who could dishonour the rules and regulations of the honourable duel of rock, paper and scissors. 

Ashley did not care to put up a fight since she wasn't really that upset about Jimin not waking her up. 

"Ash put on your shoes the floor is filthy!" Jin ordered loudly pointing to her bare feet on the cracked ground.

"Oh right," She had forgotten about her shoes, apparently her feet on the pavement was not a bother to her. Bouncing and balancing on each foot to put on her converse she bent down to tie her lacing when a man stooped down in front of her.

"Let me help you with that," He smoothly said already bunny hooping her laces.

Taken aback by this stranger's bold yet kind actions he stood up and took her hand in his.

"Oh uhh thank you," She smiled shyly taking in the sight of his intricate tattooed sleeves on his toned arms. Slick back brown hair complementing his ocean-deep blue eyes and chiselled jawline.

He brought her hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles ever so softly. Smirking, he released her.

"Take care." Ash nodded in returned and followed his back until it vanished in the crowded street.

"Wow," She gulped and met the eyes of severally irritated bts members.

Clearing her throat and fanned herself. "What?"

"Please tell me you're not falling for a complete stranger," RM asked.

"What no I'm not that type of person... usually, but damn..." Her head shifted in the direction where he left as if she was searching for him.

RM slung his arm over Jimin's shoulder. "Bet you wish you woke her up earlier huh?" 

His expression hardened. "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh nothing," He looked over to Ash and back at Jimin, giggling in amusement.

" But you might want to fix that sour face,"

Jimin rolled his eyes he knew where RM was coming from it was just annoying to admit to anything.  There was nothing wrong with men talking to your female friends yet after that close and informal greeting with that man, it seemed wrong to him. Witnessing that guy talk and stare at Ashley like that was infuriating to him. But he did not know why. He had no valid reason to be so mad, so bothered and...jealous? 

They all piled in the minivan, Ash and Jimin took the back seat and she tried her best not to put all of her weight on the guy. About fifteen minutes in,  Ash's strength began to wan on her legs while she was barely hovering over Jimin's lap and holding onto the metal bars between headrest.  Adding more of her weight inch by inch at a time was working until all her weight smashed down on him when the car hit a rough bump sending her directly on his crotch.

Her legs would not work to lift her up, the surface of his lap felt too good on her tired legs.

"How are you feeling?" His breezy warm breath exhaled on her neck.

She hummed out quizzically.

"I mean are you feeling car sick?"

"No, I'm alright, thanks," 

He himself did not seem to mind some extra weight so she relaxed on him. His hands were awkwardly hanging down his sides like he didn't know what to with them. Seeing this Ash decided to help him out.

"You can put your hands on my waist," She whispered near his ear. He nodded in return slowly moving his hands up to place on her waist.

"Better?"

He nodded again, Jimin was either having the time of his life or living in his personal hell. He very much enjoyed Ashley's presence but it deemed hard to not pop a boner when her ass kept hitting his crotch every time they hit a bump in the road. It bothered him so much, to distract himself from his lustful thoughts he started digging his fingernails into her hip without knowing.

Harsh shivers iced down her spine when Jimin's fingernails prodded into her flesh. The dress was a semi-thin material itself so it did nothing to protect her. 

Water droplets dropped from a few wet strands from her hair, drizzling on her neck.

"Your hair is still wet," 

"Yeah, I didn't get to blow dry this morning,"

While playing with the hem of her dress he pushed her hair to one side exposing her neck more clearly. Ashley's mind took nothing from that action but her body screamed in alarm. Her anxiety piqued and her breathing came out ragged. He got a better angle on her neck when she turned to face him.

His eyes penetrating her. Just then she saw him inch closer, she could do absolutely nothing to stop him from crashing his lips down on her flesh.

Her breath hitched and her body froze. His tongue coming out to play as it flitted and swivelled under her skin, sapping up the droplets as he did. A throbbing ache expelled in her lower abdomen, causing her thighs to squeezed together and her butt to press and pin divinely against his centre. Her body trembled under his sighs and hushed moans tingling her neck.

Only if she knew that the spontaneous decision of 'fuck it' often leads to troubling side effects to come.