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My mind was all over the place, the thoughts within piling up, twisting and clouding my judgement and rational thinking. Confusion with a sprinkle of panic took over my senses when I realized what I had least expected.

Jimin and those guys are Taehyung's friends.

They're the ones Areum warned me about. The Playboy league, fuckboys, whatever. The sudden realization slowly started to freak me out. However, I just couldn't wrap my head around the fact how someone like Jimin could be friends with people like them -- he's way too kind. Something definitely didn't add up. Guys like them don't engage in conversations like he did, which is why I find it hard to believe that he could possibly be a playboy. Perhaps Jimin is just misunderstood, trying to fit in with the other ones by forcing himself to be like them. They don't waste their time like that. Or maybe that's what he wants me to believe...

My overthinking had now given me a severe headache, and I was tired and still a little too drunk to even try analyzing this properly.

The final conclusion I could draw was to be cautious around him from now on, even though I still had a sparkle of hope left that kept believing that he has a good heart, deep down.

Suddenly, a hard nudge was delivered to my shoulder, causing me to flinch and break out of the prison that is my thoughts. Areum nod her head towards the bottle, which immediately makes my eyes curiously avert to the crowd that was looking at our direction. I furrow my eyebrows in a confusing manner before warily muttering, "What?"

This caused the room to erupt in laughter.

"You're doing a dare with Jimin," the handsome guy with the plump lips says. It was then I finally noticed that he bottle was indeed pointing directly at me.

My stomach flips nervously.

Fuck.

My eyes travel to the familiar kind gaze that belong to my apparently assigned dare-partner; Jimin. However, there was something behind those dark irises that suddenly made me feel very uneasy. He cracks a small smile, almost apologetically. It would've calmed me down, if it wasn't for the complete opposite vibe that his eyes were radiating that made a cold shiver run down my spine.

"I dare them to do the pepero game!" Suddenly someone from the crowd exclaims, causing the entire room to roar with cheers. The sudden uproar causes me to look back at Areum with a confused look on my face, but my stomach immediately drops in dread when I notice her expression with pure horror written all over it. My eyes scream for help as someone suddenly grabs me by the arm and pulls me over to the center of the room. I watch nervously as Jimin slowly approaches me with a small smirk playing on his plump lips. With my heart pumping and hammering fiercely against my ribcage, he soon stands in front of me, his eyes never leaving mine.

What the hell is a pepero game?

"Um.." I mumble quietly, "what exactly is a pepero game?"

He stares at me in disbelief, but shortly after he cracks a wide smile as he lets out a chuckle in amusement, before turning his head towards his best friend. "Joon, go through the rules. She's never done it before," he says, immediately earning a mischievous smirk from the tall male.

"Alright, the rules are simple. Sit or stand, you choose. Then we put a pepero stick which you hold up with only your teeth. Then you start biting until you both reach the middle, without breaking the stick. The first one to pull away is the loser," Joon explains, then he smirks even wider before ending his tutorial with a sentence that caused the room to once again erupt with cheers, "..kissing does of course not count as cheating."

I'm officially terrified.

HOW.

How were we supposed to reach the middle without kissing?!

Oh, maybe that was the whole point of this game... In that case; I'm completely screwed. It honestly sounded like a fun game to watch, though, so no wonder why everyone got turnt to the roof when it was announced as the dare. However, I was almost shitting myself because I was currently drowning in the great sea that is nervousness and panic.

If I just pretend to go to the toilet for a moment, but instead sneaking out the front door and sprint down the street to get the hell out of this mess, then I'll be able to save my dignity.

The Universe had other plans, of course. Because in midst of plotting my great escape, my thoughts got interrupted by the feeling of a hand being softly placed on my waist -- and that hand belonged to none other than Jimin, who apparently had stepped closer to me. A bit too close.

"It's easier if we sit," he murmurs lowly, while guiding me downwards until I feel the soft fabric of the carpet collide against my knees. Internally, I was still in shock since all my brain was able to do under this sudden malfunction, is allowing me to only stare with my mouth half open at the male in front of me that I might share a kiss with in the short upcoming minutes -- with literally half of the school watching us.

I was not drunk enough for this shit.

Jimin receives the oblong chocolate covered biscuit before turning back to face me. He softly pokes my bottom lip with it, as a cue for me to open my mouth. I immediately obey and carefully bite my end of the stick, without breaking through it. The edge of his lips curve upwards as he's studying my lips, before allowing his eyes to travel up to meet mine, which only made my heart pound even harder against my chest. Without breaking eye-contact, he carefully cups my cheek with his hand and lean towards me, as if he was going in for a kiss. The simple touch of his hand was enough to make my body officially feel on fire. He bites his end of the stick, hovering over me while his other hand was placed on the curve of my back, holding my body close to his.

The game begins.

In this moment, I started wondering if my heart would be able to handle this. But, if I go while having Jimin's plump lips pressed against my own, then that's the way I'll go.

He slowly starts working his way into the middle and I did the same. The nervousness was still present, but excitement suddenly replaced a big portion of it, which actually made me enjoy this heated moment more than I initially thought I would.

Even though we took our time making our way towards each other's lips, we were both reaching the middle soon enough. In the span of only mere seconds, me and Jimin will kiss.

The gap kept closing. The audience started cheering louder as there soon would be nothing left of the stick. Our lips mere millimeters away from touching.

In the heat of the moment, I caught myself actually wanting to kiss him.

Just when I could feel his lips brush against mine, Jimin's body was suddenly hurled out of the way, the withdrawal of his body replaced my excited self with perplexion. Before I had any time to process what was going on, I feel someone firmly grab my arms as they pull me up from the floor before taking hold of my wrist and drags me out of the room with them. With my brain hazed and utterly confused, all I could do was to stare at this person's back while following them in shock.

Suddenly, I feel my back press against a wall behind me. My wrists trapped on each side next to my head. I couldn't move.

My eyes travel upwards to finally meet the ones belonging to my apparent kidnapper. Sort of. I immediately freeze when I lock gazes with the very familiar dark irises that sends a shiver running up my entire spine.

Taehyung.

His body is towering over my smaller frame, eyes burning into mine as my mind goes into complete shutdown. My heart felt like it was literally about to explode in my chest any second. I tried breaking his intense stare, but to no avail as he quickly caught my chin with his hand, keeping it from moving even a millimeter.

He looks furious.

"Don't. Move," he demands with an abnormally deep and raspy voice. My body and mind went completely numb under his intimidating stare. I wasn't able to utter a single word. I almost couldn't breathe.

He slowly leans in, drawing his face closer to my own. My breath hitches in my throat. His lips are now so painfully close to mine that I almost went insane. Then, using the hand that was currently cupping my face, he slowly lifts up my chin, completely exposing my neck before him. His lips were now so close I could feel them gently brush against the skin underneath my ear, before placing the most tender kiss on the same spot. I close my eyes as his lips ever so slowly trace a path down my neck before planting the next soft kiss just above my collarbone. His lips left a trail of fire, completely immersing my body and soul with a sinful sensation. The feeling was simply indescribable.

A small, almost inaudible gasp escapes my lips as he dominates my neck with his mouth. I could feel his tongue play with my skin as he lets his lips part further. Soon he allows his lips to close against my flesh, the previous playful nibbling turning into harsh sucking. When his teeth suddenly graze upon the sore skin, a soft whimper leaves my lips as he kept torturing my skin even further.

And I let him.

Heat engulfs me. I bite my lip as I feel the lower part of my stomach tingle in a sensual way. My breathing becomes shallow, wheezing out in short, irregular intervals as the pleasure of his lips against my tender flesh consumes me whole.

But before the pleasure could completely obliviate all my rational thinking -- or at least the little that was left of it -- he slowly breaks the touch. Still holding me in place, his head lifts up from the crook of my neck and align with my eye-level. My eyes flutter open when I register his sudden withdrawal, locking gazes with his. My frantically beating heart skipped a beat as I let his intimidating stare engulf my soul.

I've never seen his eyes shining with such darkness in them.

The corner of his mouth twitches upward, his head tilted slightly to the side.

"You're mine," he murmurs, his voice sounding several octaves lower than usual. "And everyone will know that now."

My ability to speak, think, breathe and anything a basic human being is capable of doing, was long gone. All that was left of me, was a confused empty shell that was only able to breathe heavily.

What the hell is going on?

An endless amount of questions flooded over me as my brain finally started waking up from the trance Taehyung had enveloped me in.

Why was he here? Why did he interrupt me and Jimin? What the hell is "you're mine" supposed to mean? And why in hell did he give me a... hickey.

My fists clench as the anger starts building up inside me.

"You gave me a hickey?!" I exclaim furiously, my eyes fierce as I glare at him. "Why the fuck would you do that!"

"Like I said, you belong to me." He pauses, allowing his eyes to roam over the area where he had marked me before locking yet another intense gaze with me. "And I don't like anyone touching what's mine.."

I was at loss for words. I stare back, completely baffled and unsure of how to process this entire situation.

"Taehyung, I don't belong to anyone! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"The question is what the fuck is wrong with you!" he suddenly exclaims, unexpectedly raising his voice which took me by surprise, causing me to stay mute. "Do you even have any idea of how manipulative Jimin is?"

An audible exhale escape my lips, much like a laugh with no emotion behind it. "Oh, so you're not manipulative at all?" I scoff sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest as I raise my eyebrows. He sighs, rolling his eyes at me.

Did he just roll his eyes at me?

"He's different. Believe it or not, he's worse than me. Just trust me on this."

"Trust you?" I parrot, unable to believe that he was actually saying this. "You're not making any sense! You're seriously the most bipolar person I've ever met. Honestly, I can take care of myself, why do you even bother?"

"Obviously you can't, since I'm here and just saved you from making a huge mistake."

"Why do you even care? I thought I was just an annoying no-lifer."

"Don't even go there. I told you I was sorry, don't make me repeat myself."

"And you're still a complicated asshole.." I mutter under my breath.

"I heard that."

"Good. Can I go now?"

"You're not going anywhere. I'm taking you home."

"Home? I'm at a party, I want to have fun!"

"It's one am, you need the energy to work with our assignment tomorrow."

"Our assignment? You told me I could do it alone!"

"Do you want me to tell Mr Vong that you did everything by yourself, so he fails us both? Plus detention with me for another week?" he threatens, making my eyes widen at his words.

"You wouldn't."

His lips curve up amusingly, revealing an evil smirk. "Oh I would. So let me drive you home now before I put you over my shoulder and drag you out of here. So, what will it be?"

I was in shock. I've completely lost my mind now, haven't I? How the hell did I even end up in this situation? I swear, this kid is driving me nuts.

But reflecting over the situation, it didn't look like I had much choice, if he were to literally pick me up and force me out of this house while hanging over his shoulder. I sigh internally, realizing that I actually had to follow him. Besides, he did have a point; I needed to study tomorrow.

I finally let out a heavy sigh before looking at him with defeat in my eyes.

"Fine, I'll go home then.." I mumble tiredly, earning a crooked, satisfied smile from him.

"Wise girl. Come, let me take you home," he says softly, taking a step back to let me unglue myself from the wall. He opens the door and we step out of the bedroom we just had infiltrated. His hand rests firmly on my waist as he's guiding me through the hallway. Curious eyes immediately watching us, making me wonder why they were looking at me like that.

That's when I realize I have that goddamn hickey on my neck.

Taehyung, I swear to God I will kill you one day.

Words cannot explain the immense amount of discomfort I was experiencing at this moment. Choosing to ignore the obnoxious stares, we went on a mission to find Areum, just to inform her that I was leaving. When we couldn't find her in the livingroom or kitchen, we went to inspect the backyard -- and that's where my friends were found. However, I was surprised when they were accompanied by a group of familiar males. Their loud talking and roaring laughters could be heard throughout the entire outside area.

Those males were no other than Taehyung's friends.

Jimin is the first one to notice our approach, watching me and Taehyung warily.

"Areum, uh.. Taehyung is driving me home now," I inform her, unable to believe that I was actually uttering these words. Her head tilts slightly to the side as she's watching me with a worried expression, before they widen as she notice the mark on my throat.

"Blue, what the hell is that?!" she hisses at me after hurriedly getting up from her seat to talk to me more privately. "Did he do that to you?" She looks back at Taehyung, shooting him a death-glare.

I sigh before speaking with a low voice, "I can explain this later.."

"Bet your ass you're gonna explain this later! But since you're here now, let me introduce you to these guys, I forgot you haven't officially met them before. This is Jin, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jungkook, Jimin and Yoongi." She gestures to the six handsome boys sitting with them. I smile and bow slightly before them.

"Nice to meet you all! I'm Blue," I happily introduce myself. They all smile as they greet me back. I then lock eyes with Jimin for a few seconds. His lips twitch up slightly, giving me a small smile before it completely died out when his gaze avert to Taehyung, giving him an intense glare.

Taehyung apparently grows impatient, since he starts to drag me away from the scene. I wave goodbye to them before turning back to Taehyung to continuously slap his arm until he lets me go. "Can you not? I can walk by myself, you don't have to treat me like a dog on a goddamn leash."

We reach his car and he opens the passenger door for me, waiting for me to climb inside.

"Oh, so now you're a gentleman?" I question him sarcastically before entering the car. He rolls his eyes while shutting the door for me, before climbing into the driver's seat.

Then we're on the road.

During the ride, I just quietly stare out of the window with a blank facial expression. The anger towards him still lingered inside me, making me refuse to talk to him. Taehyung lets out a sigh after a while.

"You know you can't be silent forever, you have to tell me where you live sooner or later," he says, casting a quick glance at me before averting his eyes back on the road.

"Just let me off somewhere near school and I'll walk the rest of the way," I mutter.

"Fine. I guess you're staying at my house tonight then."

Oh he knew exactly which nerves to stomp on.

"Turn left here and then right," I finally mutter bitterly. A small smirk of triumph was playing on his lips. He's such an ass..

The car eventually comes to a stop in front of my house, which is when I unbuckle my seat belt and put my hand on the door handle. I throw him one last glance before proceeding to open the door, but he was quick to put his hands over mine, preventing me from finishing my action. I groan inwardly.

"No 'thank you' before you leave?" he says, eyebrows raised questioningly at me. I roll my eyes at him, sucking on my lips while thinking of a smart remark.

"Thank you for forcing me out of a party I wanted to stay at and not driving me to your place against my will. You're so considerate," I thank him sarcastically with an exaggerated fake smile, narrowing my eyes while doing so.

This time, he's the one rolling his eyes at me before biting his lower lip.

Oh my god. He looks so hot biting his lip like that.

I mentally slap myself, ignoring my dumb thoughts.

"Why don't you trust me?" he finally asks. I frown slightly at his question, surprised.

"You haven't given me a reason to," I reply simply, shrugging my shoulders. He furrows his eyebrows, appearing to be in deep thought. I continue, "But I really do appreciate that you brought me home. Thank you. Goodnight, Taehyung." I genuinely thank him this time. He gives me a crooked smile before I open the door and climb out of the car.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at eleven," he says with a smirk before driving away, leaving me to watch his car disappear behind the corner.