part 17

8:03am

You inhaled and exhaled a breath while slowly opening your eyes, shifting slightly in your bed. The sunlight beamed through the window of the unfamiliar room you slept in. Still in a daze, you glanced around and looked down to see an arm wrapped securely around your stomach. You felt soft hair graze against your face when you turned your head and you were met with a handsome sleeping boy right next to you. You smiled tiredly and reached over to caress Taehyung's cheek, finally taking the time to examine his features up close. It felt almost foreign to be so close to him but it also felt so familiar; you wanted this forever. You slowly turned to your side to hold him closer to your body. Although your muscles and joints were still hurting, just holding him in your arms took the pain away. You wrapped your arms around his body as he moaned softly, snuggling into your embrace. You smiled at his actions and slowly dug your hand in his hair, massaging his scalp and earning another satisfied moan from him. "Mm..." Taehyung hummed as he turned his head to rest his face in the crook of your neck. His breath hit your delicate skin as his lips made contact with your jaw, peppering kisses all over. You giggled. "Are you awake?" You didn't get a response as he only continued to press kisses along your neck, making you squirm in his arms. "Taehyung, stop..." you smiled and bit your lower lip to attempt to hide your wide smile but Taehyung didn't stop and only continued to kiss up to your cheek. He hovered and pushed himself up with his elbow, staring down at you with a small smile. You smiled back up at him and chuckled at his messy bed hair, the image of him making your heart go soft. "Good morning, Princess." Taehyung said, his voice gone deep and raspy. "Good morning," you smiled suddenly remembering last night. Nothing inappropriate happened other than Taehyung holding you in his arms all night. You two cuddled and talked for hours about anything and everything; the feeling of love filled up the room. Your heart was content and filled with so much happiness that you couldn't express. "How did you sleep?" Taehyung asked you as he caressed your cheek with his thumb, his palm rest against your jaw. "Does it hurts anywhere?" Although you were in some pain, you shook your head. "I'm fine, Taehyung." He raised a brow and smirked. "Oh, really?" He leaned in and brushed his fingers against your exposed collarbone. "Then you wouldn't mind if I... you know, have a little fun?" He leaned down and kissed your collarbone, smirking when he felt you flinch under his body. Shivers ran down your skin as goosebumps had appeared on your body from the ticklish gesture. He continuously kissed your collarbone and neck, sucking slightly on your soft skin making you blush. "T-Tae, stop it..." you whispered as you tried pushing his shoulders but he had only sucked your skin harder, making you whimper. He finally pulled his lips away and lifted himself up, staring at the red mark he had given to you. It made him greedy and selfish— you were his and no body else's. "It didn't sound like you wanted me to stop, Princess." He chuckled as you rolled your eyes teasingly, hitting his chest with your hand. "You're such dick," you joked. Taehyung only shrugged. "I mean, I have a big dick but—" You covered his mouth with your hands, not letting him finish his sentence. "Don't you fucking dare finish that sentence." You warned him but he only laughed, removing your hand from his face. "You know you like it," he said with a smile as he slowly leaned down, glancing to your lips. You smiled as well, watching him as he inched closer and closer, waiting for his lips to be attached to yours. "Hey, y/n? Are you awake— AH FUCK." Hoseok's voice was heard in the room as you and Taehyung looked over to see him standing right in the door way, his eyes wide and mouth open. His expression showed shock and disgust as Taehyung sighed. "Thanks for ruining the moment, Hoseok." He slowly lifted himself off of your body to sit on the bed, running a hand through his hair. He reached down to help you sit up and combed his hand through your hair to fix the puffy parts. "Why are you two in the same bed?" Hoseok asked but then his face went white. "Oh my god, did you guys..." You rolled your eyes and laughed at his reaction. "No, Hoseok. I asked Taehyung to stay with me last night and we did nothing your dirty mind thought of." You explained, rubbing your bandaged arm. Another person had came into your view; the girl from yesterday. "Oh, you guys are awake!" She smiled. "Breakfast is prepared! Come down whenever you guys are ready." She said and Taehyung nodded, smiling. "Thanks, Luna." She nodded and left. You noticed Hoseok's eyes linger on her as she walked back out which made you raise a brow. He turned back to you two, shaking his head. "Yeah, anyway. Come down soon, and no funny business." He flicked his index finger and middle finger to you and Taehyung before leaving the room as well. You shook your head as you laughed and looked to Taehyung. "We should get ready," you suggested. He nodded. "You'll be okay getting ready by yourself?" He asked worriedly. You nodded your head. He stared at you for a moment before sighing and standing up to head toward his own room. "Ah, wait!" He stopped and turned back around to you, walking back and leaning down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. He pulled away and grinned before running off toward his room, leaving you a blushing mess.

9:10am

"Thanks for the food, guys!" You said as you brought your plate to the sink to wash. Yoongi took the plate out from your hands and began to wash it for you. "I got it," he smiled. "It's okay, I can do it." You tried to grab it back from him but he blocked your reach with his back, turning away from you. "You let me do it and I won't tell everyone about that hickey," he whispered so that only you could hear but his words made you blush like a tomato. Yoongi laughed and bumped your hip with his own, gesturing you to walk off while sending you a teasing glance. "You might want to cover that up," he suggested which caused you to roll your eyes and walk back toward the living room. You saw the rest of the boys sitting around and talking with one another. You scanned the room for Taehyung and saw him sitting next to the girl. You sighed, not wanting to deal with the jealousy building up within yourself. They looked occupied in their conversation, you'd thought. Hoseok glanced over to you and waved a hand, patting the empty spot next to him. You walked over and slowly sat down next to him. "How are you feeling?" He asked while you shrugged. "In a bit of pain but I'm fine," you said. You glanced to Taehyung and your eyes met directly at his. He didn't look away and just continued to stare at you as the girl had talked to him. You blushed and turned back to Hoseok, playing with the edge of your wrap that was coming off. Hoseok looked down to your arm and noticed. "Well," he said. "Why don't I change your bandages and wraps? We don't want you to get an infected wound." You blinked and nodded, just realizing that you hadn't changed them in those few days you were out cold. Hoseok stood up as you followed after him, glancing to Taehyung one more time. His eyes were still staring at you. He winked his eye which caused you to blush and smile but soon turn away as you walked toward the bedroom you were staying in. Hoseok walked in with a box filled with first aid supplies, sitting next to you and grabbing all the materials he needed. "So," you began. "Who's that girl in the living room?" Hoseok started to cough, almost as he if suddenly choked on air. You glanced to him and saw him blushing. "Are you okay?" You asked and he quickly nodded. "Yeah, uh..." he cleared his throat. "Her name is Luna. She's Taehyung's childhood friend and she lives here with some other relatives. She was abandoned, too. Just like all of us." He explained as he unwrapped the wrap from your arm to reveal your cuts and bruises which haven't healed quite yet. You nodded your head and looked to him, seeing his cheeks were still flushed. "So, did you know her back then too?" You asked and you saw him smile. "Yeah, she was so cute when she was little..." he mumbled. "B-but I mean, that doesn't mean she isn't cute now! She's so beautiful— I-I mean, uh..." he stuttered which made you laugh at his nervous state. "Calm down," you said as you watched him rub his face in embarrassment. "Oh god, please don't tell her I said any of that." He begged and you agreed, nodding your head. "I won't as long as you wrap me up. I have wounds you have to treat, remember?" You said to distract him since he seemed a bit uncomfortable and nervous talking about Luna. You didn't know why and you were suspicious but you didn't want to question him. Hoseok gently grabbed your arm to clean your wounds. He stared at your cuts with sad eyes, his expression suddenly turned gloomy. You watched him and looked away. "Don't stare at me as if I'm dying. I've been through this before, you know." You tried to joke to change the mood in the room but you only heard Hoseok sigh. He wrapped up your arm and moved to your other arm, unwrapping the bandage only to see more cuts and bruises. "Y/n," he called out. "Are you really okay?" You raised your eyes to him and see that he's still staring at your arm with a serious expression. "Hoseok, I'm fine. Don't worry about it, my wounds should heal within a month." You tried to convince him. He slowly nodded while caressing your arm, making you feel somewhat fluttery. He wrapped you up as you heard someone clear their throat. You looked up and saw Taehyung standing in the door way, making his way over to you. "Could you give us some privacy?" Taehyung asked Hoseok who seemed just as confused as you were. "Sure thing," Hoseok said before closing up the box and setting it on the nightstand. He left the room and right when the door closed, Taehyung latched himself onto you. "Tae, what are you doing?" You laughed when he peppered kisses all along your neck and jaw, just like before. "I couldn't stop thinking about you..." he whispered and grazed his lips along the hickey he marked on you this morning. The feeling of possession filled him up, making him just want to mark you all over. He wanted everyone to know that you were his and he was yours. He pressed his lips on your neck and softly sucked on your skin, making you moan softly at the intense feeling. You felt his tongue roam all over to his lips sucking on your skin again as he left multiple hickeys all on your now devoured neck. You felt completely submissive to him and you loved it. "Tae..." you mumbled as he pulled away to stare at the artwork he created. The hickeys he painted on you drove his hormones crazy. He wanted to devour you right then and there. He ran a hand through your hair and pulled you close to him as he pressed his lips against yours in a passionate, loving kiss. He kissed you desperately yet softly like you were the most precious thing to him and he made you crave for him more and more. Just as Taehyung lifted your shirt and grazed his fingers against your stomach, the door swung open. "Aye Luna said she wants you— what the fuck guys, come on!" Hoseok said again as he groaned and covered his eyes. You quickly pulled away from Taehyung and sighed in embarrassment while Taehyung seemed pissed, rolling his eyes. "Don't you know what knocking is?" He sighed before letting his hands loose of your clothes and slowly leaning in to whisper in your ear, "We'll finish later, hm?" You blushed as he kissed your cheek and stood up, walking out of the room. You had to admit that you felt quite disappointed that he left but you didn't want to seem clingy. Now that you two were a "thing," you felt so subconscious about how you should act toward him. You looked up as Hoseok spoke, "You might want to wear a scarf from now on," he said before leaving the room as you quickly brought a hand up to your neck that were covered in red and purple marks. You walked over to the mirror and saw how your neck was basically covered— it almost looked like someone strangled you but you knew better. You smiled to yourself, knowing that those marks meant that you were his. You certainly didn't have any problem with that.