•Thirty-Five [M-ish]•

Loud music was heard from Taehyungs room, trying not to make obvious for the other boys what was going on in there. What they didn't realize, is that the loud music doesn't blur the moans and smell of sex coming from the room.

Jimin moaned uncontrollably as Taehyung pounded in him, again and again. Taehyung smirked, having his hand wrapped around the smallers throat.

Hoseok giggled as he walked past the room and Namjoon groaned. After 15 minutes Yoongi couldn't take it anymore, banging his fist on the door, telling them to tone it down, as he had drunk a lot and he wanted to sleep. "Yes, sorry hyung!" Taehyung yelled at him. But they didn't stop anytime soon.

It was 4am and Jimin swore he came at least 5 times. His whole body was sore and Taehyung quickly fell asleep, just a few minutes after cleaning themselves up. Jimin stroked Taehyungs cheek and giggled. He placed his head on Taehyungs chest and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep.

It was 3 in the afternoon when the couple woke up. Hoseok barged into their room, asking if they needed anything as Hoseok and Seokjin would get groceries. "Yah hyung," Jimin whined at him. "Oops sorry. By the way... You might wanna open a window. It smells like a thousand years of sex in here." With that, Hoseok left the room, leaving the house with Seokjin short after.

"It does smell like sex in here," Taehyung laughed. "Wow, never expected that!" Jimin exclaimed sarcastically, making Taehyung laugh. "Shut up."

Taehyung stood up and opened a window. "Watch out, you're naked," Jimin warned him, "there might be people." "I'm not that shy," Taehyung laughed. Jimin giggled and rolled his eyes. "Not what I meant." "I know, I'm just playing," he said as he laid down again.

The boys cuddled for a while but got interrupted by a pling-sound of Jimins iPhone. Jimin reached over Taehyung to grab his phone off the nightstand. He checked the text message he received and frowned.

"What's up?" Taehyung asked while shifting closer to his boyfriend to see the text.

UnknownIt's not over yet

"Taehyung...," Jimin started. "Let's not freak out. Let's just block that number and tell manager hyung about it, okay Minnie?" Taehyung stroked Jimins hair. Jimin nodded weakly and put his phone down again, still feeling a bit off. The text made him feel quite uncomfortable as he had still been scared about the girl that had stalked him. He didn't want a situation like that again.

Jimin quickly snuggled into the youngers chest and breathed in and out slowly. He listened to Taehyungs heartbeat, trying to calm down. "Stop worrying Jimin. We'll fix it, I promise," Taehyung reassured them. Jimin nodded again and closed his eyes.

That night the boys sat at the dinner table, joined by their manager. Seokjin and Yoongi had cooked some simple ramen dish and the boys deliciously ate it all. Taehyung had started about the weird text message Jimin had received, as Jimin himself was too shy to mention it.

Jimin felt a bit off, although nothing was wrong. Jeongguk somehow seemed to notice and patted his shoulder. "Are you okay? You must've been scared to see that text message." Jimin nodded. "I'll be fine...," he sighed. Jeongguk hugged him, and that was all Jimin needed honestly. He felt his eyes water and not even 5 seconds later he felt a tear roll down his cheek.

"Ah, Jimin-ah, we're gonna fix it. Promise!" Namjoon said as he showed him his pinky finger. Jimin smiled as they made a pinky promise. "We'll dig into it."

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NEWS

"The famous Kpop group BTS seems to be harrassed by sasaengs again. A few months they were stalked by..."

Jimin turned off the television. "Yah, I was watching that," Yoongi whined. "I didn't wanna see it." Yoongi wanted to say something but Namjoon kept him from it and shook his head, mouthing the words 'not now'. Yoongi understood it wasn't the time to argue with Jimin about a stupid television program. Well, it was the news so it wasn't unimportant but Jimin was clearly still upset about the weird text he got from the unknown number.

Jimin stood up and walked to the kitchen. He took a bottle of whiskey out one of the cabinets and poured himself a glass or three, shotting them all. Taehyung had just walked into the kitchen, seeing Jimin in such state. ''You know alcohol ain't gonna fix your worries, Min.'' Taehyung gave him a stern glare. ''I know.'' Jimin continued to pour himself a fourth glass while Taehyung tried to stop him. ''Yah, Taehyung. I may be your boyfriend and yes you may be worried about me but right now I really don't care. I just wanna get drunk and forget what's going on, okay?''

Taehyung looked down, feeling guilty. He knew Jimin wasn't stupid, but he kinda was for 'drinking his problems away'. He knew it wouldn't help him and Taehyung knew it too. When Jimin poured a fifth glass, about to shot it down his throat again, Taehyung was done. ''That's the last one,'' he said before leaving the kitchen, making his way to the bathroom. 

With guilt, Jimin brought the glass to his lips once again and chugged it all down. The bitterness in his throat was killing, it burnt like crazy but Jimin didn't care at that point. Anything to have a night without worries, he had thought to himself.

Unknown

Nice glass of whiskey?

Oh boy that's your third

Can I join u?

OH taetae mad?

fifth?

u daredevil. wow.

Must burn by now.

Don't ruin your pretty throat baby

Jimin saw the texts that showed on his phonescreen. He felt himself getting hot, anger building up slowly. He couldn't believe it was happening again. He didn't wanna go through all this again. Jimin was angry. Mad.

He screamed, throwing his glass to the wall. His anger built up even more and he was ready to smash his phone against the wall as well, but suddenly his arm was stopped by a firm hand. ''You're gonna get therapy again, Jimin.''

Hii everyone! I'm on a break so I had time to write this shitty chapter lmao. Hope you enjoy this anyways. Thank u for reading. lyyy x