Bad Luck

Part 1

One day Hoseok invited you as his plus one to a party. You were slightly introverted and didn't have that many friends unlike hobi. You arrived in front of the frat house with Hoseok and you could already hear the music booming across the street. Your stomach clenched and you were nervous because you were socially awkward, and to be honest you didn't really want to go out tonight but Hobi forced you. You weren't going out anymore since your parents had started to have fights, sometimes you would hear them screaming at each other to the top of their lungs and for some reason you thought everything was your fault. Now you were at the party and it was too late to turn back. Hobi felt that you were anxious and took you by the arm as you both entered the house.
Everything was going well, you two were dancing and downing a few shots, sometimes people would stop by to say hi to Hoseok and you interacted with them at your best, being your awkward self. At one point Hoseok had left you by yourself, it had now been a long time since he left you and you guessed that he had gone to have fun with a random girl. You didn't mind much since you were quite drunk now, but you still felt a bit salty about it. Of course it wasn't the first time it happened, almost every time you two went out he would leave you to go fuck, but he would only do it when you were drunk since you became more comfortable around people then. You were having your own fun and someone tapped you gently on the shoulder. You jumped around in surprise and almost fell but a firm grip caught you before you hit the ground. You looked up from the veiny hands on your waist and your eyes met with Yoongi. He grinned down at you and pulled you back up into a normal standing position.
"Having fun I see?" he snickered as he glanced at the empty shot glasses next to you. You didn't answer his question, the alcohol was making you feel bold, and you were once again your drunk extroverted and sassy self.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He looked surprised by your reaction and laughed softly.
"I was invited you see." He answered on the same tone of voice as you. But that wasn't what you wanted to know, you wanted to know why he was talking to you out of all people.
"NOOOO, REALLY? Thank goodness you told me because I seriously had no idea!" you mocked, did he really think you were that stupid? "I meant why the heck are you talking to me?"
He looked perplexed by your question and you were starting to wonder if you were both having the same conversation. His expressions changed drastically and he gave you a smug grin.
"I came to see you because I wanted to." He took a step forward and murmured in your ear, "I have to admit that that dress of yours drew my attention.." You looked down at your dress, it was a short flowy red dress that revealed just the right amount of skin, you were proud about your outfit choice, you had completely forgotten what you were wearing before now. You were drunk but Yoongi was too close at your taste so you pushed him away, he didn't say anything as he took a step back respecting your space. He grinned at you and looked at you from head to toe, if you weren't high on vodka you would feel uneasy but right now it was turning you on. He was surely on of the hottest guys you had ever laid your eyes on, you found yourself wondering how many girls he had slept with. Then your rational self got rid of the idea of fucking him, you didn't want to become one of the whores anyone could fuck whenever and wherever they want. "So what are you doing here? Who invited you?" he asked tipping his head to the side as he looked straight through your eyes.
"I was invited by a friend, Hoseok." As the name Hoseok left your mouth the look on Yoongi's face suddenly shifted to aberration.
"Wait do you really know Hoseok?" he exclaimed.
"Yeah, why do you know him too?"
"He's a good friend of mine." He flashed you a gorgeous gummy smile at those words and you felt your heart melt. But then you came back to your senses, you had never heard of Yoongi before and apparently he was Hoseok's friend. Then again he did have a lot of friends and you were pretty sure you hadn't heard about every single one of them.
"As a matter of fact he's actually my best friend."
"How is it that he has never mentioned someone as hot as you?" he smirked. His attention made you smile. You didn't usually get much attention from boys since you didn't go out much and you simply weren't interested in fucking around but having Yoongi's hungry stare eyeing you from head to toe did wonders for your ego and you wondered why you didn't go out like this more often. He was slowly getting closer to you during your conversation and you were waiting to see how far he was ready to go. You felt excitement pulse through your veins at this new experience. He was now inches away from you and could smell his cologne, and whenever he spoke the sweet scent of alcohol reached your nose and all you wanted to do was grab him and touch him but you restrained yourself trying your best to behave. He touched my waist and you knew you was fucked. He started to close the space between you and you didn't move a muscle, you wanted to see if he would have the guts to kiss you, or if he would back away. He didn't his lips hit yours and you sunk into his touch. Your hands found his chest and slid up to his neck pushing him into a deeper kiss. You were surprised by your own actions, the effect alcohol on you was spectacular you were no more your shy, and introverted self, you had become bold and daring, and you liked that. He whispered with a smirk "Why don't we take this upstairs?". His raspy voice turned you on and you couldn't refuse. He lead you through the crowded room and took you into an empty room that appeared to be someone's bedroom. He closed the door and roughly pushed you against it pinning your hands above your head. He attacked your neck and bit at it roughly before liking the sore spot and starting over, his constant motions sent a tingling feeling down your spine. Your breathing was becoming heavy as you were eager for his touch. His free hand roamed around your body. Slowly it found it's way to your breast, that he started to softly massaged and your nipples were hardening by the second. You rubbed your legs together to get some relief as you couldn't lay your hands on him. He saw that and stopped you by putting his leg in between them grinning at you. You looked at him unimpressed and started to rub yourself up and down his thigh while staring at him straight in the eyes and you licked your lips as you did so just to see the look on face crumble. His pupils dilated and you tell you were turning him on. You continued and you started to moan softly the friction of his jeans against your pussy felt better than you expected. You threw your head back, his thigh felt so good between your legs. He was looking at you intently but then he grabbed you by the shoulders and threw you onto the bed. You laughed at how needy he was and looked at him with lust. You wanted him. He climbed on top of you and grunted when he felt your hand grab his cock over his trousers. Yes, you dared to do that, the alcohol truly made you a different person and you loved it. You could feel how hard he was and that excited you. He took your hand away and snapped at you "On your knees.." You did as you were told and you slid out from under him, and he gazed at you unbuckling his belt in a hurry. When you pulled his jeans down his dick was already throbbing ready for you to take it in. You approached your lips slowly and licked the tip softly. "Don't tease" he grumbled. You looked at him in amusement as you grabbed his length and put your lips around it. You swirled your tongue around his tip licking off the precum and started bobbing your head up and down. "Fuck" he groaned as he grabbed your hair. You loved the feeling of his hard cock in your mouth and you moaned against his dick sending shivers down his body and getting him to jerk. "Do you like my cock you nasty girl?" you couldn't answer but you hummed making him push your head further down his length. You gagged but kept it in your mouth.Your lips were swollen and started to hurt but you couldn't stop, not when you were getting these types of reactions from him. You let one of your hands wander around and grope his balls softly. He grunted once again, he was more vocal than you expected and every grunt he would let escape made your core damper. He started to shudder and you could feel he was already close to coming. He felt it too and pulled you off his cock, and muttered "Your turn..".
He lifted you up from off the ground and pushed you onto the bed and glided down in between your legs as his spread them open. "Fuck you're already soaking wet.." he gasped.
You chuckled at his remark, "Hurry up then.".
He swiftly pulled your panties down leaving your cunt on full display. The look on his face told you his was trying to control himself at the sight laid before his eyes. He trailed a few kisses along your soft thighs, but it wasn't long till he started to lick your juices his tongue sliding up and down your folds. You bit back a moan as you finally felt his touch. The noise of your juices being turned around with his tongue was like music to your ears. Suddenly you felt his warm thumb pressed against your clit, and he started to play with it while you arched your back. You had never done anything like this with a stranger, but now that you were you were regretting not doing it any sooner. He continued licking your now soaking wet core, he was looking straight at you and your eyes locked. He was intimidating but you couldn't turn your gaze away, he looked stunning. His lips were bruised and his hair was sticking to his forehead, he then proceeded to slide two of his fingers in without warning and you moaned. He chuckled "You took my fingers in so well, you're so wet.." Your walls clenched around his fingers as you searched for release. He started pumping his fingers in and out of you and his tongue played with your clit. He curled up his fingers and hit your g-spot you gasped and he knew he had hit the right spot, and started to hit it harder and harder. You started to tremble, and you grabbed his hair as you started rocking your hips into his fingers. You didn't care about your actions all you wanted was to come, you were so close. As he hit the spot one last time you felt yourself reach your breaking point, the waves of pleasure came crashing down on you as you screamed and moaned. The tingling feeling of electricity starting in the pit of your cunt spread through your body and exploded in your mind. All that mattered was the pleasure Yoongi was giving you, his fingers now slowing down. My breathing sped down and I knew it was over. His head popped out from between your legs and he gave you a smile as he got up and went to the bathroom "Wait here.." he muttered. While he was gone you realized what had just happened, you were starting to sober up and you knew you couldn't let anything else happen. You had to get out of here. You got up and pulled your underwear up, you headed for the door but before you could get out you heard Yoongi call out "Hey where are you going?"
You sighed you were trying to avoid this situation but now you didn't have an other choice than to answer. "I'm leaving, sorry Yoongi." and with that you left closing the door firmly behind you.
You went down the stairs, you couldn't believe what had just happened. You had just sucked off Yoongi, Yoongi out of all people, you just had to choose him. You wondered how you found the boldness to just leave him there, he was clearly ready to fuck you and judging by the look on his face he wasn't that happy about you giving him blue balls. When you came down Hoseok rushed into you : "Where were you? I've been looking for you all over!"
You didn't know how to tell him you had just done. You looked down at your feet thinking of something to say but he cut you off in your thoughts "Did you just have some fun with someone upstairs?" he questioned with a rather suggestive grin.
You laughed it off even though you could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks, "Yes.."
"With whom???" he was clearly excited by the news, it wasn't like you to do stuff like this and he had been pushing you to step out of your boundaries and to have fun, so now that you finally did he was all over the place.
"I don't think that's any of your concern hobi.." you chuckled, you didn't want to tell him you almost slept with Yoongi, especially since it turned out he was one of his friends.
He stopped insisting since he knew you wouldn't answer any of his questions and just pouted. You told him you were leaving, you didn't want to confront Yoongi when he came back down. He told you he would see you on monday and joked about you being late again. You left and walked home.
It was monday, you had a hard time recovering from the hangover yesterday and you had slept all day. You tried not thinking about what had happened saturday night.
Your first course was science, you were happy it wasn't history which was the course you shared with Yoongi. When you entered the classroom, you sat in the middle row by yourself while other students were coming in, you started taking your things out. The classroom was already full a part from the seat next to you, and you were fine with that. It meant you wouldn't have to socialize too much. You were sitting their quietly waiting for the teacher to come in, while others were chatting loudly with each other, you listened to their conversations and chuckled a bit when a girl realized that she had took someone else's bag. Everything was going well until you heard a thud next to you. You turned your head, and in front of you was the person you were wishing to avoid, Yoongi. He looked at you and cocked his head when he saw you discompose seeing him sat next to you, "What's the matter?" he smirked. He knew what was the matter you could tell by his smug attitude, that you wanted to slap off of his face. He knew very well you were embarrassed by what had happened. You didn't answer his question and ignored him in the hopes he would leave you alone. He didn't.
The teacher walked in, and started his lesson. You could feel Yoongi's stare the whole time. He would sometimes look away to scribble stuff on his notebook, but he would keep on turning around with a wide conceited smile. You still tried to ignore him, but sometimes you couldn't help yourself from looking his way while he was writing, but he would catch you and look at you teasingly, and you would blush and look back down at your paper pretending nothing had happened. You couldn't believe it, you seriously didn't have any luck, you just had to be next to him. What were the odds of him having science with you? It was like god hated you or something, maybe you were cursed for some stupid reason, or maybe you were just really, really unlucky.
At one point the teacher started mentioning him giving you projects to work on. Group projects. You didn't really mind until he said he would assign the groups. He started saying who he had picked to work together and you could feel your sweat running down your back, anyone but him, anyone but him you prayed.
"Y/N and..." he was looking across the class searching for the person he was going to choose, and your heart raced. "Yoongi! You will both work together."
That was it, the theory was confirmed you were cursed by some kind of crazy witch that hated you. You swore under your breath and Yoongi leaned towards you and muttered only inches away from you, "Looks like we're going to have fun together..."
The bell rang, thank goodness you thought. You packed up your stuff and rushed out of the classroom. You had begun to like that teacher, but now you had to work with Yoongi you absolutely hated him. How could he do this to you? You knew it wasn't his fault but you had to find someone to blame.