The smell of galbi and rice fills the apartment and wakes up your stomach, ripping you out of your sleep. You slowly push yourself up off the bed, head pounding into your ears. For the first time since meeting Namjoon, you look over to find his side of the bed empty; you slept longer than he did.

Groggily, you drag yourself out of the bed and into the bathroom to freshen up and brush your teeth. After throwing on one of Namjoon's hoodies, keeping the same pajama bottoms on, you slowly make your way to the door, hearing voices the closer you get.

Upon opening Namjoon's bedroom door you're met with 3 pairs of eyes, all of them happy to see you're alive.

"Good morning sunshine!" Taehyung shouts, causing your face to grimace at how loud he is.

"Yah, don't yell at our hungover patient like that," Jin scolds him as he flips an egg over on the stovetop, turning towards you. "[Y/N] are you feeling up to some bibimbap?"

You slowly move into the kitchen, nodding your head as you rub your eyes, eventually plopping yourself onto the barstool between Namjoon and Taehyung.

From your left, Namjoon slides over a glass of water and two pain pills. "Here," he smiles. "How're you feeling?"

"Honestly," you say before swallowing down the pills with your water, "my head hurts but it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I'm mostly just sleepy."

Namjoon places his hand on your thigh and gently smooths his thumb over your skin. You look down at his hand for a minute, then glance up to meet his eyes.

That was a mistake.

As soon as you made eye contact, every memory from last night came flooding back. From Chul almost assaulting you, to Jimin and Namjoon coming to your rescue, to you pressing your tits onto Namjoon's arm, to him pulling you into his lap, and finally how you straddled him and moaned into his ear.

You can feel your face immediately turn the same color of the red shirt Namjoon is wearing. You lean forward onto the island and place your elbows atop the marble, allowing your head to fall into your hands.

"Oh, fuck me," you groan, pressing your hands against your temples.

"What?" Taehyung smirks. "Do you remember telling Jimin he looks like he fucks well?"

Your head pops up to look at him in shock, "Oh fuck... I did that too."

"Too?!" Taehyung exclaims. "What else did you do?"

"Ugh whatever, I don't have time to think about this," you sigh. "I need to call Nanami."

Like the devil herself had heard her name, your phone lights up.

Call from: Nans 💕

You breathe a heavy sigh as you step away from the island and back into the living room. Namjoon follows you in to make sure you're okay.

He rubs your back for a moment and gives you a reassuring smile. After a few shaky breaths, you slide the bar over to answer her call.

"Hello?"

"Hey bitch! I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye last night, I was super drunk," Nanami chuckles, but it seems a bit forced. "Did you make it home okay?"

"I did, Namjoon came and got me," you answer calmly.

"Ah okay." You hear a slight awkwardness in her voice.

"Nans," you mumble, "I need to talk to you."

You only call her Nans when it's something serious.

She pauses before answering.

"Does it have anything to do with Chul's black eye he won't tell me about?"

You shakily exhale before answering. "Yes, Namjoon punched him."

"Let's meet up," she says, her voice trembling. "I want to see your face when we have this conversation."

"Okay. Can we do it somewhere private? I know your parents are home."

"Where are you now?"

"I'm still at Namjoon's." You pause, trying to think of a good place.

"She's welcome to come here," Namjoon whispers, still rubbing your back.

"Do you want to come over here?"

"Yeah, if that's alright with him. I want to hear what Namjoon witnessed too."

"Okay, I'll send you the address," you smile weakly. "I'll see you in a bit Nans, I love you."

"I love you too," she replies, almost a whisper.

After hanging up you let out a long groan as you pinch the bridge between your eyes. "She's hurt."

Namjoon wraps you into a bear hug, still caressing your back. "She'll be okay. I've only met her once and I could tell she's strong enough to take me in a fight, that's for sure."

You giggle into his shoulder, hugging him back. "You're right. That girl could fight a mountain lion with her bare hands."

"Bibimbap's ready!" Jin cheers. "Come eat. You need a full stomach to take down misogyny."

About 45 minutes later the doorbell rings. Jin and Taehyung had left right after eating to give you all some privacy. You shuffle over to the monitor, not surprised to see Nanami with an unreadable expression. Immediately after opening the door she throws her arms around you into a hug, causing you to stumble backwards.

"Hello to you too," you smile.

"Jesus," Nanami breathes after pulling back, taking a look around the apartment. "This really is Kim Namjoon's apartment."

"It is," Namjoon chimes in, coming out from his room to greet your best friend.

"Hi," he says, extending his hand, "I'm Namjoon. I'm sorry for not properly introducing myself last time."

"It's okay," she smiles sheepishly, taking his hand. "I was kind of aggressive with you so you didn't really get the chance."

"Yeah, what was it?" he thinks out loud. "You cuddle better than me? And fuck better than me?"

"Hey you punched my boyfriend," she smirks. "I think we're even."

"Okay, that's fair," he smiles. "Come on in."

Namjoon begins brewing fresh cups of coffee for Nanami and yourself as he knows the both of you are recovering from a hangover. It always frustrates you how Nanami looks good no matter what. She showed up fresh faced, half her hair up in a bun, sporting her newest leggings and a crop top.

You, on the other hand, look like a homeless man swallowed up in Namjoon's sweatshirt.

"So what happened this morning?" you ask her.

"Well, I totally blacked out last night and have no idea how we got to his home. When I woke up, Chul was passed out next to me," she sighs. "I started to wake him up, wanting to ask what happened, but then I saw the bruise on his face. I immediately asked if he was okay and he just got really angry, telling me it wasn't a big deal, that it was just a stupid bar fight."

Namjoon walks up and places the cups on the coffee table, taking a seat beside you. Nanami notices the cuts on his knuckles as she picks up her cup, inhaling the scent deeply. "Ah, rich people coffee. My favorite thing."

You roll your eyes. Nanami's family is plenty wealthy themselves.

After taking a sip, she sets her cup back down. "I knew something was wrong as soon as you answered my call," she says as she turns to look at you. "What happened?"

You grab the back of your neck, unsure of where to begin. "Well it kind of started when he showed up and was giving me these flirty looks," you admit. "But I didn't want to read too much into it, you know how I can be overly sensitive about that stuff."

She nods and waits for you to continue.

"Then at the bar, while you were in the restroom with Hana, he told me I should slow down my drinking. He moved closer and started coming on to me. He looked like he was trying to be seductive, licking his lips at me," you shudder.

Nanami's mouth opens slightly, unable to find the right words, so she continues to wait for the rest of your story. Namjoon places his hand on your thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze, making you relax a little.

"I basically told him to fuck off, and shortly after that, Namjoon called me, offering to come pick me up. I drank some water while I waited and found Si-Woo outside. I told her to let you know I was leaving with a friend."

You take a sip of your coffee before continuing. "I was just a couple yards from Jimin's car when Chul grabbed me, asking where I was going. I told him to fuck off again, but that's when he got violent."

"Did he hit you?!" her eyes wide in shock.

"No, but..." you pause, then stand up to pull your pajama shorts up just enough for Nanami and Namjoon to see the bruised grip marks on your butt.

"Oh my god," she whispers, covering her mouth.

You see Namjoon's eyes fill with anger. "And that's when Jimin and I stepped in. He was trying to kiss her and I just blanked, I jerked him back and punched him without even thinking."

"Good!" Nanami seethes, standing up. "I'm going to kill that mother fucker."

"Whoa there big mama," you chuckle, standing up with her. "That little bitch is not worth going to jail for."

"But I need him to suffer. I need to get back at him for this," she fumes. Nanami is always the life of the party, unless you cross her. If you're on her shit list, start counting your days.

And suddenly, like god had created the scenario himself, Park Jimin comes waltzing in the door. "Hello friends! Did [Y/N] let everyone know I'm a good fuck? It's the talk of the neighborhood." He laughs, completely oblivious to the situation he's just walked into.

"You," Nanami points to Jimin, making him stop in his tracks, "you're famous and handsome and single, right?"

"Um..." Jimin hesitates, confusion evident on his face. "Yeah I guess?"

"Then I want you to fuck me until I can't walk."

The room falls completely silent, your eyes barely staying in their sockets as you watch your best friend in awe.

"Is this revenge sex?" Jimin asks, remaining unusually calm considering the circumstances.

Nanami nods.

He scratches the back of his head. "So no feelings?"

"None.".

"... and in the middle of the da-"

"Yes," she cuts him off, eyeing him up and down like he's a piece of meat. "I want you right now."

A smirk makes its way across Jimin's face. Instead of seeing Jimin go from adorable to daddy through a screen, you're actually witnessing it in person.

"What the fuck is happening?" you mumble to yourself. You're dumbfounded. Nanami basically just demanded Park Jimin to sleep with her and he's going to say yes.

"Come on baby girl." He extends out his hand. "Let me give you the best revenge sex you'll ever have in your life."

She happily grabs his hand and follows him out the door, leaving you and Namjoon alone in his living room, both of your mouths hanging to the floor.

You and Namjoon are cleaning up the dishes from breakfast earlier, both still stunned from the situation that just happened.

There's a knock on Namjoon's door and you see Taehyung on the other side of the monitor with a grin. You open the door and he gives you a bear hug. Namjoon's getting used to Taehyung hugging you.

"How'd it go?" he asks.

"Well... I think it went as good as it could've," you chuckle. "She's getting her back blown out by your high school friend as we speak."

"What?!" he exclaims. "So that's why that little shit isn't texting me back?"

"Yep, and from the looks of it you won't be getting a response for a while," Namjoom laughs.

"Wow... okay then," he scoffs. "But anyways I'm here to see if you guys are coming to Jennie's party."

"Party?" you question.

"Ah, I wasn't planning on going so I didn't say anything." Namjoon answers. "Jennie from Bl*ckPink is hosting a party tonight. She always invites the whole kpop community."

"Would I even be invited to something like that?" you ask, furrowing your brows.

"Yes, if you're one of our plus ones." V smiles, cocking his head to the side. "If Namjoon doesn't want to go I'd be happy to take you."

You instantly feel the anger emanating off Namjoon's body behind you as he tenses up.

"What?" V pouts, putting his hands on his hips. "Don't be such a grouch. If you don't like that idea just come with us."

Namjoon glances at you as you turn to face him.

"Do you want to go?" he asks.

"I mean, kind of," you shrug, leaning back against the counter. "I think it would be cool to see other idols up close. But I don't really have anything to wear, and I don't want you to feel like you have to go out when you don't want to."

He sighs as he leans against the island. "It's not so much that I don't want to go, it's just that..." he trails off.

"Just what?" You purse your lips together.

"Women come swarming to us at these parties," Taehyung answers for him. "And it's hard to get away from them. Some of them are important clients of the company and we can't ignore them or be rude."

Your mouth makes an O shape as you process what he's saying.

"How about we go for just an hour?" Taehyung proposes. "If it's no fun for anyone we'll leave."

The thought of you having to stand alone at the party doesn't sound appealing.

"Can I bring Nanami?"

"Sure!" Taehyung cheers, almost too excited. "If Jimin doesn't take her as his plus one then she can be mine. I wasn't planning on taking anyone."

You glance at Namjoon and he nods his head in agreement.

"Now that that's settled," Taehyung smirks as he claps his hands together. "I know you have plenty in the bank from your sugar baby endeavors. You said you don't have anything to wear, so let's go shopping."

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Chappy 14 ~

I, too, would like Jimin to fuck me until I can't walk

Might post two chapters today idk

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