"[Y/N] is that a hickey?"

All the blood drains from your face as you look into Jeffrey's eyes. You'd completely forgotten about the small hickey Namjoon left on your collarbone yesterday and put on a tank top to sleep in. Your panicked eyes immediately give him the answer to his question.

"[Y/N], what the hell?" Jeffrey says angrily, pulling his hands from yours. "Are you sleeping with someone?"

"No!" you exclaim. He waits for you to make some sort of excuse but you just look at him, unable to form words from your brain being in overdrive.

Fuck fuck fuck. How do I even explain this?

"This is so fucked up," Jeffrey scoffs, rubbing his forehead. "I know I said I didn't expect anything from you, but for you to cuddle with me every night and then fuck someone behind my back the first night we don't spend together?"

"Jeffrey I didn't have sex with anyone," you plead, standing up off the bed.

"Okay sex, a make out session, whatever," he laughs sarcastically. "Whatever you did to get a hickey. Is there some sort of reason I'm not good enough?"

Your stomach sinks, knowing you've hurt one of the most important people in your life right now. "What do you mean, not good enough?"

"[Y/N] do you think I can't tell when a woman in my arms is turned on?"

Your face heats up as your anxiety starts to rise. He knows you've been craving him.

"I know you're attracted to me," he glares. "I know you want me physically, and I want you just as badly. But I was refusing to push it without you being totally sure. And now I just look like a fucking idiot. You know you could've just turned around and kissed me yet you went and found it from someone else."

"Jeffrey I-"

"I'm leaving," he says angrily, picking up his bag and leaving the room.

No no no no no. Not Jeffrey.

"Wait, please," you beg, chasing after him and grabbing his arm. "Let me explain."

He glares at you over his shoulder, giving you a chance to speak.

"It was Namjoon," you say shakily.

"You're fucking Namjoon and still cuddling with me?"

"He didn't fuck me," you whimper. "He didn't even kiss me. He was teasing me."

"[Y/N] either let me go or explain it to where I can understand."

You grip his bicep with both hands and look down to the ground. "I don't know if you'll believe me right now but the woman's house I stayed over at last night was Namjoon's mom's. It was pure coincidence that he was there too."

Jeffrey blinks at you, hurt still evident on his face. "So let's say I believe what you're saying. Then that means you stayed the night with Namjoon last night and purposely didn't tell me," he says angrily. "I still look like an idiot. I was so fucking worried about you for nothing."

He rips his arm from your grasp and turns to leave. You sprint ahead of him, blocking the front door with your body, your hands gripping the door behind you.

No. I can't lose him too.

"Move, [Y/N]," he growls.

"Don't go, I need to fix this," you beg, tears brimming in your eyes. "You can't be mad at me. Anyone but you."

Jeffrey has been your rock. Your person. He's held you every night and wiped every tear. You've been taking him for granted.

He frustratedly runs his hand through his hair. "Look, I know I joke about having no flaws but I am human. I can get hurt too. You have to understand where I'm coming from here. I never asked for your heart, so there was no need to hide this from me."

"I was scared you'd try to come get me in the storm," you say frantically. "I knew you'd worry if I was okay all night and potentially put my safety before yours. That's the only reason I didn't say anything. I swear to god I was going to tell you tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter, [Y/N]," he sighs. "Just let me leave. I don't want to sleep with you tonight. I'll call Jimin and tell him to send a bodyguard over."

Of course he's going to make sure you're still safe, even if he's fuming at you.

You bite into your lip and shake your head, fighting back the tears as your throat tightens so much it's getting hard to breathe.

He holds your gaze as he glares into your eyes. "[Y/N] if you don't move I'm going to stop holding back."

Your breath hitches and your eyes widen, but you remain still. After a few seconds of your stare down your body begins to relax, and you still don't budge.

"I'm not kidding," Jeffrey says sternly, taking a step closer to you. "Get out of the way or I'm going to kiss you for real this time."

Your eyes continue to bore into his, refusing to move an inch.

He takes another step closer, his face just inches from yours as you continue to hold his gaze. You're holding your breath, both nervous and anxious as you lose yourself in his deep blue eyes. You don't know where you stand with Namjoon yet, and you are not about to lose Jeffrey over a teasing hickey. You know exactly what you're doing.

Jeffrey's bag slips from his shoulder and falls to the floor as he cradles your neck, crashing his lips against yours. Your eyes flutter closed as your hands travel up his abs and grip his shirt, his other hand anchoring your hip. The sensation of his mouth on yours makes you hum.

Using the nape of your neck he gently tilts your head right, deepening the kiss. He slips his tongue between your lips as they part, making your knees a little weak. Kissing Jeffrey is incredible. He knows exactly what to do and where to taste you, making you whimper as he presses his body more into yours.

Jeffrey pulls back for air and your hands travel up his biceps and over his shoulders, one hand running through the back of his hair. He doesn't give you much time to catch your breath before pressing his lips back onto yours, groaning as you take his bottom lip between your teeth, the hand that was cradling your neck slowly moving down your spine.

His lips trail across your jaw and make their way to your neck, leaving slow, wet kisses over your skin. He makes it down to the collarbone opposite of Namjoon's mark, and bites down before gently sucking the skin to leave his own mark. You grip his hair at the sting, but it doesn't hurt.

His face travels back up to yours, giving you another deep kiss before gently resting his forehead against yours, the both of you panting from how intense that was. Jeffrey closes his eyes and just feels you against him before pulling back to look at you.

He doesn't see any regret or hesitation in your eyes, but he still doesn't want to rush anything. "We're not going to do anything else tonight," he says, brushing his thumb across your bottom lip. "I'm not taking you until you're 100% sure."

You nod, keeping your eyes locked with his. You know you can't sleep with Jeffrey until you figure out things with Namjoon. The guilt of sleeping with either of them right now would ruin you.

"Don't hide things from me again," he glares. "I have no issues with you returning to Namjoon. You need to do what your heart wants. But don't make me look like a fool who's just being used."

You nod again, tears still threatening to fall down your face. "I'm sorry."

"I know that," he chuckles, grabbing your hand to lead you to bed.

You crawl onto the mattress and keep your eyes glued to him as he moves to turn out all the lights, leaving just the lamp on next to his side. He slides under the covers and turns to you before laughing. "Lay down dummy."

"Are you still mad at me?" Your big eyes stare anxiously into his.

"A little," he smiles arrogantly. "Maybe I'll forgive you if you lay down." You obediently slide yourself down to lay your head on your pillow and face him.

"You're fucking adorable, you know that?" he chuckles, propping himself up on his elbow.

"I do," you nod, making him laugh.

He leans closer to hover himself over you, his hand slipping under the hem of your shirt to trace his fingers over your stomach. You see the smirk cross his face as he feels your goosebumps.

You surprise him by grabbing his face to bring it towards you, pressing his lips against yours. You catch him off guard again by sliding your tongue into his mouth, making him groan as you suckle his tongue, his hand that was over your stomach now pressed against the mattress to hold himself up.

He lowers himself more into you, his tongue continuing to explore the inside of your mouth, shooting a small shiver down your spine.

"We have to stop," he pants, pulling away with his eyes closed and brows pinched together. "I only have a certain amount of self control, [Y/N]."

"Okay," you giggle, releasing his cheeks.

He flops himself onto his back, chest quickly rising and falling as he stares at the ceiling. "Fuck," he breathes out. You stare at him as he calms his breathing.

"So are you going to tell me what happened?" he asks, turning his head towards you.

You begin to tell him everything, from the potatoes to the lemonade to your talk with Namjoon to sleeping next to him last night. You even told him that Namjoon saw him kiss your forehead. The only thing you left out was the reason Namjoon gave you the hickey.

"A coincidence like that is kind of insane," Jeffrey says with his eyes wide, still processing everything. He sees the nervousness in your eyes immediately. "But I believe you," he smiles softly, caressing your cheek. "How do you feel about everything?"

"As confusing and fast as it was, I'm really glad it happened," you say, nestling yourself into his side. "I'm still sad, still madly in love with him. But for the first time in a while I feel like I'm going to be okay."

"That's good, Princess," he smiles, kissing the top of your head. "Maybe you won't need me to sleep next to you much longer."

You squeeze him tighter. You know it's a little odd you're lying here with Jeffrey instead of the man you're in love with. But right now this is where you feel safe. This is where you feel at ease.

"It doesn't bother you that I'm in love with Namjoon and not you?" you ask, keeping your gaze down as you grip his shirt in your fist.

You feel him stiffen slightly before responding. "[Y/N] how do you feel about me?"

You look up and purse your lips as he presses a kiss to your forehead. "I love you," you admit. "But there's a difference between loving someone and being in love with someone."

"I'm in the same boat as you," he chuckles. "I know I love you in some capacity. But the thought of you returning to Namjoon really doesn't bother me. I would happily step back and let you be happy with him. But anyone else? Absolutely fucking not."

You can't help yourself. You grab Jeffrey's face and kiss him again. He reciprocates, keeping a tight grip on your waist. He slips his tongue into your mouth as your body is halfway on top of him. You grind yourself into him, gripping the back of his neck as your tongue dances across his bottom lip.

"[Y/N], please," he groans, pulling away from you. "I'm barely hanging on."

"Fine," you roll your eyes, peeling yourself off of him.

"Please," he sighs. "Let's just go to sleep. I'm regretting kissing you. This is torture."

• • • • • • • •

"You're such a fucking whore!" Nanami laughs, slapping her thigh. "You are incredible. I fucking love it."

You groan as you rest your forehead against the table between you two. "I'm the worst."

"You're better than me," she snorts, taking a bite of her sushi roll. "If I were you I'd be getting dicked down by both of them."

You silently lift your head back up to take a drink of water. "I'm so fucking horny."

"Why are you acting like Mother Teresa? Just have sex with one of them."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

You blink at her, unsure of how to answer. "I don't know. I would just feel guilty."

"Well get over it," she rolls her eyes. "You have two of the hottest men in Korea ready and willing to fuck you senseless. You're being a fool."

"Are you still mad at Namjoon?" you ask nervously.

Nanami looks down at her plate, moving her sushi around mindlessly with her chopsticks.

"No, I'm not," she finally answers, looking back up at you. Your brows shoot up in surprise.

"Really?"

"Yeah," she sighs, leaning back in her chair. "Jimin has been telling me things from Namjoon's perspective. He's really trying. I don't think there's anyone on this earth that loves you more than he does. Except me of course."

You try to contain your smile, but it doesn't work very well.

"Hae-Ran traumatized him twice. Once when she poisoned him and again when she hurt you," Nanami continues, running her hand through her hair. "His comment to you was wrong but I can't imagine the hurt he was experiencing when he walked in on you and JK like that. When he finally thought it was okay to relax, the floor was ripped from underneath him."

You bite into your lip, remembering the look on his face when he first saw you with Jungkook. It makes your stomach churn just thinking about it.

"It's up to you to forgive him or not," she says, leaning forward to rest her elbows on the table. "You always have my support. But Namjoon's a good man. And his attitude towards the situation with you and Jeffrey tells me he really is putting your feelings over his. He could've reacted out of hurt and jealousy but he didn't. He chose to look at it objectively and support you."

"Stop," you groan, putting your face in your hands. "I don't want to cry in public."

You feel your phone vibrate against the table and flip it over to look at the screen, your heart immediately doing backflips.

Mr. Kim:

Just wanted to let you know

I'm thinking of you. I hope

you're having a good day.

"This," you glare at Nanami, showing her your screen. "This is why I'd feel guilty for fucking Jeffrey."

"Okay," she giggles. "That's fair."

You:

I am :) I hope you are too

You stare down at the screen as you see him typing another message.

Mr. Kim:

I'm heading back to Seoul

tomorrow. If you're okay

with it, could I take you to

dinner? I never took you to

that steakhouse like I

promised.

You blink at your phone, Nanami noticing your facial expression and peeking to see his message.

"You gonna say yes?"

"Should I?"

Nanami glares as she leans back and crosses her arms. "It's your decision you dumb bitch," she huffs. "Do you want to go on a date with him?"

You stare down at your phone for a minute before answering. "I think I do," you say softly.

"Then there's your answer," she grins as you look down to type out your message.

You:

It's a date.

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