Sleep With Me | KNJ x Reader

Ch 60 | Just Friends

Y/N's POV:

"Princess!" Jeffrey beams, wrapping you into a hug and pressing a kiss against your temple.

"Don't kiss her anymore you idiot," Boram snaps, placing a slab of meat on the grill. "Namjoo— I mean, that guy really might end your life."

"Seriously," Nanami snorts, taking a swig of her soju. "Either yours or [Y/N]'s. She couldn't walk straight for two days once he was done with her."

Jeffrey's eyes almost bulge out of his head. "You told him what we did?"

"Wait, did you two fuck?" Boram gasps.

"Yes, Jeffrey, I told him," you sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. "And no Boram, we did not fuck. Just made out a few times."

"If I ever find myself face-to-face with Mr. Beefcake again, I'm taking off," Jeffrey laughs, placing his hand on your knee as he sits down. In fact, Jeffrey keeps his grip on you somewhere throughout the entire dinner, whether it's your knee, thigh, arm, or hand, just like he has the past few weeks.

You'll have to talk to him about that later, because you know damn well Namjoon would not be okay with Jeffrey touching you like this. Not that he has the right to be angry or tell you what to do. You're still technically single. And he probably wouldn't say anything out of respect for you. But you don't want to start out trying to repair things with Namjoon by flirting with other men.

The four of you eat, drink, and laugh with each other for hours; Nanami, Boram, and Jeffrey are pretty hammered by the end of it. Your talk with Jeffrey probably needs to happen when he's sober, so you decide to wait until tomorrow to say anything.

"Let's drink more!" Nanami shouts before stumbling over herself, Boram and Jeffrey agreeing.

"You guys are shit faced," you laugh. "Maybe it's time to call it a night."

You're drunk but you're not on their level. You tried pacing yourself because of Jeffrey. The last thing you need is to have a drunken make-out session right now. You felt so guilty for kissing Jeffrey at all before, so it would eat you alive this time around now that you're trying to fix things with Namjoon.

"Princess," Jeffrey groans, throwing his arms around you from behind. "Don't be a buzzkill." You flinch as you feel his lips press against the nape of your neck.

"Okay, okay," you chuckle, easing yourself out of Jeffrey's grasp. "Let's drink more but let's do it indoors. Someone's house. I don't want to club."

"Deal," they all grin.

"Whose place are we going to?" Boram asks. "Normally I'd invite everyone over but my grandma's here."

"My parents are home," Nanami says.

"You can't come to mine, it's messy," Jeffrey grins, almost falling over himself.

They all turn to look at you. "My place is too far," you frown. "It would take 45 minutes to get the— Nanami what are you doing?"

"I'm calling Taehyung," she smirks, placing the phone to her ear. "You've been staying there, so let's party at his place."

"Nanami we can't just—"

"Hey you fluffy piece of shit, what're you doing right now?" she asks into the phone, completely ignoring you. She and Taehyung have gotten rather close over the past few months since not only are you living with him— she's dating his soulmate. You hear his voice on the other end, possibly sounding a little intoxicated himself.

"Oh really?!" she exclaims. "We're coming over. Don't fall asleep or I'll beat your ass." He says something else into the phone you can't hear. "It's me, [Y/N], Boram, and Jeffrey. Yeah. Yeah. Okay bye."