Jimin's Whore • PJM

Fifty

Jimin stood stepping in front of you, probably sensing your anger already. Tae shifted his body against yours, Jin looked like he would speak but wanted to see how things were going to proceed before he committed.

"It will be an exclusive invite list." Yoongi was the one to speak, his posture didn't change, he appeared just as relaxed as before with Kookie.

"I'm suddenly not exclusive?" Taemin countered. "Pretty sure I can play bad cop more sincerely than sunshine here." Hobi didn't take the bait, instead just shook his head at the failed shade.

"I would never let you touch me Taemin. Won't you be a little preoccupied anyway? Trying to save your relationship with Eunwoo or at least trying to avoid her parents when she tells them what a fucking asshole you are?" You stood, letting your anger bubble out, you'd leaned around Jimin.

"Shhh, subs don't speak. Get your pet Jimin." Taemin rolled his eyes at you turning back to Jimin.

"Apologize to Y/N right now Taemin." Jimin's voice held heat but not much bite, you felt disappointed that he was still trying to save his friendship over what was right.

"Really Jimin? Apologize to a mouthy sub? I don't think I will." He retorted, Jin stood and put an arm around Taemin as if he was going to tell him something private. It was brotherly and Taemin didn't seem concerned.

"I think you should be more kind to our darling. Ask Irene what happened at the basketball game when she was not." Jin squeezed his shoulder good-naturedly and patted Irene's back who had just been watching the conversation quietly. Even though he'd seemed kind, his voice held twice the bite as Jimin's had, it felt wrong to you that Jin defended you more fiercely.

"I apologize Miss Y/N, but I'm not sure it's your business what happens with my relationship." Taemin begrudgingly apologized, the way he called you 'miss' screaming of condescension.

"I plan on telling her Tuesday, so the clock is counting down. Now I can tell her from first hand experience I saw you at a bdsm party." You finished your glass of wine as if you didn't care at all about him and started toward the door walking as confidently as you could wearing only your underwear. Tae followed you forcing Jimin out of the way where he'd stood in front of Taemin who'd flinched in anger.

"He has a lot of nerve Tae, how did he even get invited?" You turned down the hall toward the dining room, intent on putting as much space between yourself and the two interlopers.

"He showed up with Kihyun, Jin and Yoongi are close to him, I'm not sure they'd deny him any request." You rolled your eyes, much like Taemin had done earlier at you.

"Close to him as a friend or close because of the lifestyle? I have this feeling those two things are very different and distinction between the two matters."

"We're leaving Angel." Jimin spoke before Tae could answer your question. He looped his arm around your waist, you hadn't even heard him come up behind you. It made you turn and look up at him, he was carrying your things from the room where you'd taken them off.

"Really?" Jimin set your heels on the floor and dropped your dress over your head, Tae quickly zipped it as you stepped into your shoes.

"Don't act surprised, I'm never going to pick either of them over you." Jimin spun you into his arms and kissed you his hands gently pressing against your lower back. You wanted his kiss to stir feelings of affection in you, but it didn't for some reason.

"Jimin." He broke away from your kiss, irritation at the person who'd just spoken stiffening both of you.

"We're leaving Irene, what could you possibly want?" You looked to see her alone, arms crossed over her petite frame, you noticed Tae had stepped closer to you.