Stay (Episode Twenty-Three)
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mochi_jiminie Oh how easy it had seemed. . . it's not
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This is obviously part 23, but theres a little change that is important to the plotline, it'll go back tho.

Stay (Episode Twenty-Three)

(Suga's temporary POV)

I throw the bottle at the pavement, it smashing into a million shards at my feet. (Jimin can just go neck Kook for all I could care.) I sneer as I stomp into the dorm. It's dead silent, and my intoxicated blood boils in my veins like hot oil.

"Hello!" I yell infuriated, slightly dizzy and bothered from the heavy anger I feel. (No one is home apparently). I walk down the hallway to mine and Hoseok's room. Throwing open the door, my roommate nearly falls from his chair when seeing me this mad.

"Y-yoongi. . ." J-Hope says worried. His eyebrows drawn into a hard line of anxiety. I stumble towards him and wrap my arms around him blinded by feeling and emotion. (Whats WRONG with me?) "Hope, where is everyone?" I ask silently, him tensing up.

He shrugs. "They all went to the park to do some of Jiminie's new choreography." I tilt my head sideways onhis shoulder. "But. . . why didn't you?" My insides twist. "Because." he breathes while turning in his chair. "I wanted to wait for you."

My heart clenches. And. . . I kiss Hoseok?! My brain feels like it's exploding as I turn his chair. I grip the armrests on either side of him, his hands somehow working their way into my hair. What the heck am I doing?! (You are drowning your sorrows in the innocent. Pathetic).

I feel mad at myself for thinking and doing such things, but. . . J-Hope is edging my shirt up. My heart launches into my throat as I kiss him deeper, pushing him backwards in the chair. He whines against me as I hook my fingers into his belt loops and drag him forwards.

Before I stop myself, we are on my bed, my shirt discarded and my hands on his thighs. He quickly throws of his own T, letting me pepper his stomach and chest with kisses and licks. (You are USING him Suga!) I shove the screaming in my head away as we unclothe.

There's nothing between us now, just skin and our moans. At least. . . until the door opens. I roll off of Hoseok, Jin, JIN standing in the doorway with earbuds around his neck. "What. The. Heck." he breathes, leaning against the doorframe.

I push off of Hoseok, immediately pulling on my thrown clothes. Pushing past Jin. "I don't have to deal with this." I sniffle, Jin not shutting up as I leave the aparment. asking questions non-stop. It ended as soon as it started, and J-Hope said no one was home. . .

After the house, I get in my car and tear from the driveway, Jin running out to stop me. (As if.) The road greets my tires, my heart greets my anger, my eyes greeting spilling tears. I reach the highway, phone ringing, I pick it up to see Jimin calling. . .

After the house, I get in my car and tear from the driveway, Jin running out to stop me. (As if.) The road greets my tires, my heart greets my anger, my eyes greeting spilling tears. I reach the highway, phone ringing, I pick it up to see Jimin calling. . . my car greets a truck.

Thanks for reading.

"I didn't realize. . . that it was gum." - Jimin

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