"Joon," you whimper, your hands clawing at the wood as you feel your orgasm building again. "I c-can't take it anymore."

"Fuck, your body's incredible," he groans, slamming into you from behind, your chest and stomach lying flat against the breakfast table. "Let go baby."

A stinging sensation courses through you as you take another slap against your ass, the pain and pleasure mixed together earning a loud moan.

"Oh my god!" you cry out right as the knot snaps, your body shuddering around him. You scream out his name as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm, gripping your ass so hard it's going to leave marks.

Your body falls limp against the table as his thrusts start to get sloppy, finishing into the condom.

"Christ, Joon," you pant as he slides himself out of you. "I really can't take anymore. I'm going to die."

"Dramatic as usual," he chuckles, helping you stand up, but he's quick to grip your waist as your legs give out. "Oh, maybe not."

He flashes a smug smile as you glare at him. "We did it two more times last night, then fucked twice first thing this morning. I know I'm built Ford tough but goddamn."

He throws his head back in laughter as he helps you to the bathroom, giving the top of your head a kiss. "I'll make your coffee while you wash up."

You watch him gently close the door as he leaves then turn around only to be scared by your own reflection.

"Good god," you groan, staring at all the bright red hickeys across your chest. Luckily he avoided marking your neck but you won't be able to wear any low cut shirts for a while.

You'd told Namjoon you probably wouldn't be sleeping with Jeffrey anymore but he made sure to mark his territory just in case.

You turn on the shower and rinse off, feeling exhausted but also better than ever. There's still plenty of work ahead for you and Namjoon but last night you felt no ache. There's no longer any pain across your chest, minus the slight burns on your skin from Namjoon's mouth.

You are certain Namjoon is a good man who loves you more than life itself, and you know he was temporarily blinded by his pain that night. You forgive him. Actually, you forgave him a while ago, you just didn't know it. You're not going to rush back into your relationship but you're confident in what you want. And that's him.

After you finish showering you slip into Namjoon's button up and shakily walk back to the kitchen area to find him dressed in a robe, sipping his coffee and looking out the window. It's like a scene out of a movie when he slowly turns around to face you, smiling ear to ear as he watches you walk over to him in his shirt.

"You look beautiful," he grins, handing you a mug. He just had you bent over a table screaming his name, yet him complimenting you makes your face flush.

"Thanks," you mumble, taking a sip and looking out the window. He sets his cup down and moves to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around you, resting his chin on your shoulder.

You both stand there in a comfortable silence, just enjoying the view and each other's company.

"I leave tomorrow for a two week trip," Namjoon says, wrapping you tighter. "I'll be in Vegas to meet a few song writers."

Your stomach drops knowing you won't be able to see him, but you're also a little relieved you'll get some alone time to sort out your thoughts.

"Send me some pictures," you smile, taking another sip.

"I don't want to leave you," he groans, pressing his forehead against you. "I finally have you in my arms again."

"I'll be here when you get back," you say casually, making him stiffen.

"You will?" he asks.

You nod, removing his arms so you can face him. "Joon, I'm not ready to jump back into dating yet, but I forgive you." His eyes sparkle as he hears those words, tears threatening to form as he bites into his cheek. "I know you were just hurting when you made that comment. And I take responsibility for handling the Jungkook situation so poorly."

You set your coffee down to take both of his hands in yours. "I'm so sorry for not telling you about Jungkook immediately." You can tell he wasn't expecting a genuine apology from you by the tear that slips down his cheek. "I talk a big game about communication yet I failed you when you needed it."

"No," he shakes his head, trying to fight the lump in his throat. "I know why you were so hesitant to tell me. You were just worried about my relationship with him."

"I was worried," you smile softly. "But I should've had more faith in you and JK. I should've trusted you and told you. I'm sorry for hurting you like that."

He just shakes his head and looks at the floor, unable to speak because he knows he'll start crying.

"But I do still have a problem with your Nari friend," you scowl, letting go of his hands. "Don't expect me to forgive her anytime soon."

"I understand," he says shakily. "I haven't seen her much lately. Yoongi broke up with her."

Your eyes widen. "He did? Because of what happened?"

"Yeah," Namjoon nods. "Yoongi can't seem to forgive her for causing such a rift between me and Jungkook. We both asked him not to but he wouldn't listen."

Your heart sinks at the thought of the hurt they're both going through.

"I'm not asking you to forgive her," Namjoon frowns. "And I'm not defending her either. But if you'd seen her face after she found out I was poisoned, it would make you sick. She blamed herself for months. I'm still really angry with her too, but there's also this big part of me that can't seem to hate her."

"I understand that," you sigh, looking down at his hands. "And honestly I don't hate her either. I heard she was friends with Hae-Ran, I'm sure it must've been hard. If I found out Nanami was a psycho who poisoned Jimin I'd be sick too."

Namjoon bites into his lip and nods.

"But it'll be a while before I want to see or hear from her," you say sternly, making his eyes meet yours. "I can't avoid her entirely, we work for the same company. I will be cordial. But she is not my friend."

"That's fair," he smiles softly. "I won't have anything to do with her if you don't want me to."

"It's your choice if you want to remain friends with her," you say to him. "You work with her, you don't have to cut her off. But I'd better see some intense boundaries. She's disrespected me multiple times and I don't want her acting chummy with you behind my back."

"Trust me," he chuckles, wrapping you into a hug. "You won't have to worry about a thing. I'll never make you stress out about another woman."

Breaking News:

Kim Namjoon confirmed to be in a relationship with Filipino-American singer Bella Poarch.

"What the fuck?!" the room exclaims, Taehyung, Jimin, and Nanami gaping at the television while you stare blankly at it.

Close sources with Bella Poarch confirmed she and Kim Namjoon have been messaging and meeting up secretly. One confirmed his purpose of visiting Las Vegas was to spend time with her.

Namjoon's been gone for a week in the US. He hasn't had much time to talk but he's made it a point to send an I love you text every day. It's hard to speak much because of the time zone difference.

"You know this isn't true, [Y/N]," Jimin says nervously. "He knows she has a crush on him and has always purposely avoided interactions with her."

"I know," you groan, shoving your face into your Koya pillow. "But it doesn't make it much easier having to see it."

You were cheated on by the first love of your life. You know in your head that Namjoon wouldn't do anything like that but sometimes it's hard for the heart to remember, making your insecurities flood through you.

You're not surprised when your phone lights up next to you with a phone call from Namjoon.

"Ugh," you groan. "I don't want to talk to him."

"Allow me," Nanami grins, sliding the bar on your screen to answer.

"[Y/N]'s answering service, how may I assist you?" she says sarcastically into your phone. You can't make out the words Namjoon is saying but the panic in his voice makes you giggle. You know he's probably shitting himself right now.

"Sorry we don't answer the call for cheaters," Nanami teases.

"Okay," you roll your eyes. "Enough. Give it here. You're going to give the man a heart attack."

Nanami giggles as she hands you the phone.

"Hey," you say flatly.

"Baby I swear that's not true."

"I know," you sigh, messing with the fringe on your sweater. "How did this happen?"

"She messaged me on Instagram the other day asking about a collaboration," he says nervously. "I responded with the email her team can reach out to. She said thanks and that's it."

You feel your phone buzz into your ear.

"I just sent you the screenshots, I swear I'm not lying to you."

"Joon, you don't have to do that," you laugh, feeling your shoulders relax. "I believe you. Thank you for being willing to send them though."

"She's already sent me 100 messages apologizing," he groans. "Apparently she told one of her friends she'd messaged me and that she happens to be in Vegas too, wanting to meet me. That so-called friend literally ran to the press for money."

"I'm fine," you exhale. "Annoyed. But I'm fine."

"I'm sorry baby."

"I'm not annoyed with you," you correct yourself. "Just annoyed with the situation."

"I know but I'm still sorry," he mumbles.

You feel your phone buzz in your hand again, looking down to see an announcement from BigHit Entertainment.

"Looks like it's already being taken care of," you laugh, moving the phone back to your ear. "It's really fine, Joon. We're fine. Just handle things over there and come back to me soon."

You can feel his grin through the phone.

"I love you," he says softly.

"I love you too," you smile before hanging up the phone.

You turn your head to find all three of them gaping at you.

"What?" you ask, furrowing your brows.

"He doesn't deserve you," Taehyung scowls. "The last girl I dated almost ripped my dick off when a fake scandal broke out."

"Seriously," Nanami snorts, stuffing popcorn into her face. "Jimin's fucking dead when the first scandal happens."

You laugh as you see Jimin already stressing out about it.

This past week you've been staying in Taehyung's guest room. He's not really here much so it's kind of like having your own place. Jeffrey got sent on a one week trip out to Jeju Island so you haven't seen him, but he's texted and called every day to make sure you're safe. You told him about you and Namjoon and he said congratulations and told you he was proud of you, making you sob over the phone.

The two of you along with Nanami and Boram plan to grab dinner tomorrow once he returns.

The four of you look over at the door when the keypad starts making noise. A tattooed hand swings the door open. "Hyung do you want to-"

Jungkook stops in his tracks when his eyes lock with yours and you watch the color drain from his face. The whole room immediately gets heavy.

"Oh- um," he stutters, his eyes finding Taehyung and then the floor. "Sorry hyung I didn't know you had people over. I'll come back lat-"

"Don't go," you say to him, standing up off the couch. His doe eyes widen as you make your way towards him.

"Noon- I mean-"

"Hi," you cut him off, reaching your hand out. "I'm [Y/N], but you can call me Noona if you want. It's nice to meet you."

His terrified eyes start to soften as he sees the warm smile on your face. He glances at the rest of the room to see everyone else smiling at him, letting him know it's okay.

"Hi," he says quietly, keeping his eyes down as he completes the handshake. "I'm Jungkook."

"Do you want to watch this movie with us?" Taehyung asks from behind. "It's that sci-fi comedy you've been talking about."

Jungkook's eyes meet yours again as your grip tightens. "Please stay."

You see the tears well in his eyes before he nods, letting go of your hand to take his shoes off.

You all pile onto the couch, Taehyung taking a seat between you and Jungkook. It takes a while for him to relax but halfway through the movie JK's laughing just as hard as everyone else, happily chatting with the others.

The movie finally comes to an end and you see Nanami passed out on Jimin's shoulder.

"Nana wake up," he says softly, the fondness in his eyes as he looks at her making you melt. "Let's go back to my place." She groggily nods and stands up before flipping you off and telling you she loves you. You wave goodbye to them as they walk out the door, leaving you, Jungkook, and Taehyung behind.

"I'm gonna go shower," Taehyung says, standing up. "JK feel free to stay over too if you want."

"Ah no, it's okay," he blushes, looking at the ground again. "I'm going to head back to my place."

"Okay, man," he smiles, ruffling Jungkook's hair as he heads to his room.

Jungkook starts to stand up but you grip his wrist, sitting him back in his seat, making his nervous eyes bore into yours.

"Can I talk to you?" you ask, making him stiffen up.

"Y-yeah," he mutters, looking away again.

"I'm sorry," you say softly, making him tear up immediately. "I'm sorry for not figuring it out sooner."

"Please don't," he chokes out, biting into his lip. "It's my fault. I can't believe I put you guys in such a terrible situation."

"It was just a misunderstanding."

"But I ruined things between you and Namjoon-hyung."

"No you didn't," you snicker. "Apparently you haven't heard, but he was busy blowing my back out last weekend."

Jungkook's jaw almost comes unhinged as he gapes at you.

"So don't worry about us," you smile. "We'll be just fine."

"Oh thank god," he shakily breathes out, burying his face in his hands. "Thank you for forgiving him, [Y/N]. He really loves you."

"I know," you giggle, patting his back. "There's also something else I want to clear up." His brows raise as he meets your gaze again.

"You never made me uncomfortable," you say sternly, your eyes boring into his. "So stop stressing about that."

Your heart breaks as you watch him fighting back his tears, his doe eyes searching yours for any hint of a lie.

"Confused? Sure," you continue, shrugging your shoulders. "But I never thought anything negatively about you. I knew there would be some sort of explanation."

He looks back at the ground and you see a single tear drop fall, but you're relieved to see his shoulders start to relax.

"Being hit on by Jeon Jungkook is an honor," you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. "I even got to see his abs up close. It's an achievement I'll be proud of until I die."

You hear him snort before throwing this head back and laughing. "You're a weirdo, you know that?"

"I get that sometimes," you grin, feeling a warmth spread across your chest as he smiles back.

"Thank you... Noona," he smiles shyly.

"Of course," you say before smacking him on the arm. "Now go home to your twelve mattresses. And say hi if I see you around."

"I will," he grins, standing up off the couch. "Goodnight Noona."

"Goodnight Jungkook."

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Disclaimer: I have nothing against Bella Poarch lmao. She's Army with a big fat crush on Namjoon just like the rest of us.

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