#7

Her phone was switched off.

Jimin cursed as he almost threw his phone on the ground. He was going insane and his legs were trembling. Without any second thought, he sprinted towards her house. It was only once he visited her house and he barely know the path to reach it. But he didn't mind running like a maniac towards her house.

He wants to meet her no matter what.

As Yoongi was driving the car, his eyes were only on the road, not staring at Destinee who was just staring back at him. She sighed in heavily before speaking to the man. "Why?" she asked and Yoongi just raised his eyebrow, again not staring at her. "You don't have to say that to him. What if she wants to hide that from him? Now he knows it and what if that brings chaos in their relationship?" Destinee said, turning to Yoongi completely.

Yoongi was just taking a deep breath, eyes fixed on the road. "Come on, tell me, why did you tell him?" Destinee pressed her hand around Yoongi's biceps, making him stare at her finally. "What? Why shouldn't I tell him? He was saying my girl for every freaking sentence and he doesn't know about it? And even if he knows it, he should stay by her side. Only if there are in a healthy relationship."

"You are a freak. I don't guess he would stay with her after knowing all of this." Destinee said and Yoongi scoffed at her words. "He will stay if he loves her," Yoongi said and Destinee's eyes widened. "Who would stay if his girlfriend was a call girl?" Destinee said and Yoongi smiled sarcastically. "A guy would love her even if she loves someone else," Yoongi mumbled and that's when Destinee turned to him, gasping at herself.

"Are you talking about us?" Destinee said and that's when Yoongi presses the break, halting the car. He breathed in heavily before dashing out of the car, leaving her alone inside the car. "FUCK YOU, MIN YOONGI," Destinee screamed inside the car and Yoongi was already behind the car, leaning on it.

He took a cigarette from the box and lit it. Once the toxic air went inside his lungs, he released his stress with the smoke through his soft lips. His long fingers were holding the stick firmly and he was regretting whatever he said to her. Now, this cigarette was the only thing makes him forget the thing that happened between them.

He heard the car door opening sound and Destinee's shoes that were walking towards him. He was trying not to stare at her but she was already standing in front of him, folding her arms against her chest. She waited if he would look at her but no, his eyes were everywhere and not her. "Why are you bringing this topic again? I told you like a hundred times but you would never listen to me, right?"

Yoongi who pretended like he heard nothing, kept on smoking right in front of her. Not taking any of his attitude, she pulled his collar harshly, finally making him stare at her. "I'm fucking talking to you," she gritted her teeth, and that's when he released a huge sigh right in front of her face which was just inches away.

"I asked you a question," Destinee said and she was clenching her jaw so badly. Her nails were digging inside his shirt, pulling him closer, almost making him choke. They were sharing their intense eye contact and breathing heavily on each other. His cigarette was still burning and the ashes were falling on the road.

"I don't want this torture anymore," she says before pulling him closer and her hungry lips were already sucking his soft lips. That's when Yoongi threw the stick on the road, his hands were already around her waist, leaving no gap between them. Destinee's fingers went around his nape, injecting her sharp nails into his skin and he was groaning at every kind of satisfaction she gives to him.

In the middle of the night, in the middle of the road, two cops were making out, not caring any shit around them. Soon the ugly realization hits them like a truck, making them pull away from each other. They breathed out heavily, staring at each other with their lustful eyes.

Destinee pulled his collar again and she dragged him inside the car in the back seats. Throwing both of their bodies inside, she closed the door before looking at Yoongi who didn't take his intense eyes off her. Their hot breath was filling inside the car and they felt like there was no one around them. As if only the moon was accompanying them, and the empty road was like a bed of ocean whilst they were sitting on the boat which was floating on the water.

"I don't want this, but I can't stop myself," she whispered in her husky voice which was turning him on with a bullet speed. If there was something beautiful to exist, it would be her. If there was something toxic to exist, it would be only her. Their lust was blinding their eyes and Yoongi was already hovering over her, attaching his lips to hers.

He was in between her thighs and her fingers were stroking his locks as if she hasn't touched them for years. She would be lying if she didn't miss his touch, his scent, his moves on her. His manhood was already grown and thick against her crotch and she wrapped her legs around him, only pulling him closer.

He trailed down to his favourite spot, sucking the skin on her neck, and she was letting out some beautiful moans, making him the happiest. His long fingers were touching her sensitive spots and her curves were making him go insane. His lips moaned loudly when her teeth made a mark on his neck, she was holding herself for her dear life from tearing up his uniform into pieces.

That wasn't their first time. That wasn't their first time to fuck like there was nobody else in this world. That wasn't their first time moaning their names against each other lips. That wasn't their first time doing all the unholy things under the same blanket.

They were reaching their high, moulding their bodies together. Their shirts were unbuttoned completely, out of their pants, hanging freely on their shoulders to let their hands inside by touching everywhere. His lips would never leave her chest without painting them with butterfly kisses made by his pink lips. His feather-like tongue would leave her all wet and suck the soul out of her body.

After committing all their sins, they breathed out heavily on each other faces that were only inches away. She was hovering over him, and was holding his neck softly. Even though the air conditioner was on, the heat shared between them was no joke. The warmth they both needed and longed for 2 weeks and their desires were fulfilled in a few minutes.

Every time they make out, she would go back to the time when they did it for the first time.

Destinee was crying heavily, shutting her bathroom door while Yoongi was banging on the door. Destinee got rejected by Namjoon on that day. It was their high school graduation day and Destinee confessed her feelings to Namjoon. Unfortunately, he rejected her and all she did was rush to her house and cry like a baby.

"Are you fucking crazy to cry for this?" Yoongi banged the door harshly, yelling at her. Her body was going numb as it was been a long time since she cried so badly. Hoseok who was equally worried for Destinee, also standing next to Yoongi, saying every sweet word to her.

"Yah, I know how much you liked him but he wasn't ready, right? You will go to college soon and you will see hot boys who will be after you. Ain't you going to enjoy their stares at you?" Hoseok said and instantly a NO was yelled from the bathroom. Hoseok sighed as she can't be convinced any day. Soon Yoongi broke the door and went inside. He saw her crying in the corner, hugging her knees into her chest which instantly broke his heart.

It was Namjoon who rejected her. How can she be stable after this? He was the only man she loved and now he would be not hers. Her mind was going crazy with that thought and she didn't realise that Yoongi was already hugging her body.

"Bitch, let him go. He will come back for you," Yoongi said, making her stand on her feet. Hoseok who was standing next to Yoongi hugged her, taking her outside the bathroom. Destinee who was still crying, wrapped up with a warm blanket, making her sit on the bed and Hoseok brought a bottle of water to her.

"No, I don't want this," Destinee whined, making Hoseok look at her with wide eyes. "Okay, what do you want? Let me bring you that," Hoseok said and Destinee side-eyed her brother. "I-I want liquor," she said and Hoseok's jaw was already on the floor. "You want what?" Hoseok closed the distance, crossed his arms, looking at his sister. "I saw you buying lots of bottles last night. I know it's still in the refrigerator. Please give me one and I will not cry," she said and Hoseok looked at his side and found Yoongi who was already with the alcoholic bottle she was asked for.

"Go to hell both of you," Hoseok said before going to his room and Yoongi was already opening the bottle cap, shoving it right in front of her face. "Hmm" Yoongi commanded and her eyes finally fell on the glass bottle. Licking her lips and wiping her tears, she snatched the bottle before gulping it down. It was only a few seconds and she instantly spits all the liquid on the floor.

"Fuck you, not on my school pants," Yoongi whined before wiping his pants. "How did you drink it?" she asked, questioning all of her existence. "Give me if you don't want," he snatched it before chugging it down. She looked at him gulping the drink and his adam's apple was going up and down.

"I want it too," she said and Yoongi stopped drinking, looking at her. Her eyes widened when he cupped her cheek before pressing his lips on hers as he was letting all the drink into her mouth from his. No way it was happening and her eyes were only growing large as the alcohol hit her tongue. A new sensation spread all over her body, feeling his lips on hers.

And she knew it was going to last from that day.