Warning: Sexual content ahead. Proceed at your own risk.

15 June 2018

It was three in the morning and Victoria didn't really know where she was or what was going on. The only thing she knew for sure was that Hoseok hadn't stopped kissing her since the cab ride and that it took them twice as long to get to his apartment because he simply refused to break away from her lips.

She was pretty drunk, but everything he did, every low grunt he made, every time he bit her bottom lip only to attack her mouth again just turned her on so much she thought she might explode. She found herself tugging at his hair, desperate for his touch.

Hoseok smirked against her lips and slipped a hand under her dress as he closed his apartment door behind them. "You're already dripping for me and I haven't even touched you yet," he muttered against her ear while pushing her against the wall.

He began sucking and biting on her neck, his hands moving around her back to unzip her dress. She moaned and clutched at his shoulders as her dress fell to the floor, along with her bra that he'd managed to unhook as well. He clearly knew what he was doing.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful," he murmured against her skin. "I can't believe Jimin's been hiding you from me this whole time."

Victoria tensed.

Jimin.

The cute way he screws up his face. His giggles and the way he throws himself onto any available surface when something is funny. His plump lips and husky voice when he first wakes up.

Jimin.

Hoseok pulled back, concern in his eyes. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He scanned the marks he had just left on her skin, but she immediately shook her head. She couldn't think about Jimin right now.

"No," she insisted, pulling his lips to hers again. "It feels good. Don't stop."

He definitely didn't need to be told twice. Hoseok grabbed her thighs and hoisted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Still not breaking the kiss, he carried her to his room and threw her on the bed where she landed on her back.

Wasting no time, Hoseok crawled over her and kissed her roughly. She tugged the bottom of his shirt until it was over his head. He snickered while the material fell to the ground and pressed his bare chest against hers, but only for a moment before he moved down and sucked on the skin of her breasts.

"God, just fuck me already," she moaned a while later when he teased his tongue over her dripping heat.

Hoseok pulled away completely, digging his nails into her hips when she whined. "Be careful what you wish for."

Before she could respond, he placed one finger on her clit and began rubbing it mercilessly, watching the way her back arched and in less than a minute, a high-pitched moan left her. He had to hold her hips down with one hand while he continued to stimulate her sensitive bundle of nerves.

The fire in her stomach burned so good as he made her cum over and over again with just his finger. However, it began to become too much because he didn't move away to give her breathing time between orgasms. She whimpered and pushed at his hand, but he only picked up his pace and pulled one more out of her before taking his hand away.

She laid there breathing heavily and whined when he slipped two fingers inside of her only to pull them right out. He licked the wetness on them before groaning. "You taste amazing, baby."

Hoseok crawled on top of her again and smirked. "Now I'm gonna make you cum on my cock. Think you can handle it?"

Victoria only gave him a smirk back and pulled at his bottom lip with her teeth. "Bring it on."

-

She woke that morning with a familiar dull ache in her head and a not so familiar ache between her legs. The night's events flooded back to her and she looked around the room, realizing that she was alone in Hoseok's bedroom. She hated one-night-stands and hadn't had sex in a while because of it. Her last relationship was about a year ago.

There was no getting around it—the night was fantastic. She didn't think she'd ever had so many consecutive orgasms. But then she remembered that she was alone. He'd probably left for work or something and expected her to be gone when he got back. At least it was less cruel than the memory of her first time.

"Well, I will twitter you," he said nonchalantly from his side of the bed where he locked his fingers behind his head. "Or myspace you or whatever....what was your name again?" He only continued to stare at the ceiling in thought. "Nah, I don't think it was that...Valerie?" He shrugged and shooed her with a hand. "Okay, get out."

Her cheeks burned with shame. If she had just stayed with Jimin and Yoongi, she would probably be cuddled between the two right then instead of gathering her clothes from the floor of a stranger's room. Only her underwear was on the floor, though. Her dress was laid out on the edge of the bed along with her bra. That's strange. She distinctly remembered it coming off in the living room.

The closer she ventured to the door, the louder the sound of crackling got. The smell of pancakes wafted through the door. Is...is Hoseok making breakfast? No, it couldn't be. It was probably his roommate or something and Victoria would have to endure the walk of shame that everyone had to do after a one-night-stand.

Sure enough, she exited the room to find the fit dancer whisking away a bowl of batter while a pan crackled with oil next to him. She only stood there, not knowing what to do. What was the proper etiquette in that situation? She would just thank him for his hospitality and be on her way. That seemed fine enough. Right?

Victoria approached him and he must have felt her presence because he set the bowl down and turned around to face her with a wide grin. She opened her mouth to speak, but he grabbed her hips and pulled her flush against him. Only then did she realize that he was still shirtless, cooking in only his boxers. His lips massaged hers with passion and need.

She found herself kissing back—Hoseok was a damn good kisser. But why would he have any interest in a one-night-stand? Did he turn every one of them into this? He let out a long sigh as they pulled away and just stared into her eyes.

"Sorry," he said with a smile. "I just can't get enough of your lips."

A blush crept up her neck at his words and she averted her gaze. Hoseok laughed and dipped his head to catch her gaze again. "Are you getting shy on me, Victoria?" She looked at him wide-eyed. He remembers my name. "You weren't shy last night when you asked me to fuck you."

"I was really drunk," she murmured with a sheepish grin. "Alcohol gives you fake confidence."

He threaded his fingers through her hair and straightened to look down at her. "Clearly. I don't know how the hell I got so lucky with you."

"Hoseok," she said and covered her face in embarrassment.

"Mm." He pulled her closer and licked the shell of her ear. "I love it when you say my name."

She felt his hands on hers, removing them so he could look at her eyes. But then he pulled at the neck of her dress to see the marks he'd left. He smirked to himself before stepping back. His eyes were clearly between her legs and she felt heavily violated.

"Hey!" She waved her arms to make him look back at her. "My eyes are up here."

Hoseok laughed something funny and neared her. "No, no. I'm just checking to see that the hickeys on your thighs aren't noticeable to strangers."

"Oh."

She watched him pick up a strawberry from the cutting board where he was probably about to cut some and hold it up to her mouth. "I'm making American pancakes but I can't guarantee they'll be good. But at least we have strawberries. Try one."

Victoria tried to ignore the fact that his gaze was on her the entire time as she took a small bite out of the strawberry. She only got to chew it once before Hoseok tossed the rest of it to the side and pressed his lips to hers again. He seemed more hungry for her than anything else even though with one swipe of his tongue the strawberry piece was then in his mouth.

She felt him swallow it and then pull away with a pout. "Okay, I didn't mean to do that. Let's—let's try it again." He picked up another strawberry and held it to her mouth, but she was too busy laughing and grabbing at his hands to steady herself. Seeing this, he began laughing as well and leaned into her, their noises of joy echoing through the spacious apartment.

-

The events of the morning may have been unexpected, but it was even more unexpected when Hoseok insisted that Victoria see his favorite part of the city—the design center. It was huge and beautiful and there was so much to do.

He carefully planned it out so they could stay until dark when the lights made everything that much more gorgeous. After they kissed under the lit-up building—he pretty much took every opportunity to kiss her throughout the day—he surprised her with an expensive and fancy dinner that he had made reservations for when she was too engrossed in some pieces of art.

The restaurant was amazing, but the two found themselves having sex in the bathroom halfway through. It was exhilarating and sexy and Victoria had never felt so spontaneous. And Hoseok was just such a sweetheart. He was incredibly romantic and kissed her softly whenever he could.

The day was so perfect that she completely forgot that she had left her phone at his place all day. They were so focused on each other and his phone didn't make an appearance once, so she just forgot. She still didn't remember even when she was being carried through his apartment door, lips locked in a battle for dominance.

Unlike the previous night, Hoseok laid her down on the bed carefully, pressing gentle kisses to her skin. "Can you go for a third round, baby?"

Victoria was about to oblige when she heard a faint buzzing sound. She sat up immediately and listened harder. "Do you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows, but let her get up and search for it anyway. She ran into the kitchen where her purse was on the counter. Her phone was inside, buzzing to no end. "You have remarkable hearing," he noted as she pulled her phone out.

The call changed to missed just as she looked at the screen. She had fifteen missed calls from Jimin and seventeen from Yoongi. Jimin had also texted her a bunch asking where she was and if she was okay and saying how worried they were. There was also a couple from Vernon saying that Jimin was freaking out.

"Shit," she cursed and turned to look at Hoseok apologetically. "I'm sorry, Hoseok. I have to get home. My little brother—"

He cut her off by pressing his lips against hers softly. She melted into the kiss and let him hold her up by the waist. When he pulled away, he smiled gently and moved some hair out of her face. "I understand. We exchanged numbers at the party, so I'll call you tomorrow. Maybe we can do something."

"Thank you," she said quietly, almost getting lost in his eyes.

He pressed one last chaste kiss to her lips before sending her on her way. "Off you go. We don't want your brother getting too worried. And I certainly don't want to get punched in the face for stealing his amazing sister."

-

Victoria called Vernon on the way to Jimin and Yoongi's. He was understandably relieved when she explained that she had spent the day with a friend and forgot her phone at their place. She said she'd be home after she talked to Jimin and Yoongi.

Those two were relieved to see her as well, but they were also pissed. She didn't quite understand—she'd never seen either of them so worked up.

"You spent the entire day together?" Jimin asked, outraged. "This is unbelievable!"

She raised an eyebrow. "Why? I'm a grown ass woman, Jimin. I can make my own decisions."

"Yeah, so you fuck the biggest slut on campus and think he actually likes you," Yoongi retorted coldly, only giving her a hard stare from where he sat at the bar.

Her eyebrows drew in at his accusation. Hoseok certainly didn't seem like a slut. "What do you mean?"

"He's a Gangnam player, Tori!" the younger shouted, desperate for her to understand. "He usually sleeps with a different person every day. He even tried to sleep with me when we first met!"

"But he didn't, right?" Yoongi growled.

Jimin smirked as he turned to look at the older. "Of course not."

Victoria tilted her head at the suddenly new dynamics between them. Yoongi was clearly jealous that Hoseok had tried to sleep with Jimin, and Jimin was loving every second of Yoongi's jealousy. Something had clearly happened, but what? Were they dating?

"Did something happen last night?" she asked suspiciously, eyes narrowed at them.

"Yeah," Yoongi responded dryly. "You ditched us for some horse-looking motherfucker who's just going to break your heart into a million pieces."

She let out an exasperated sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose before facing him again. "Hoseok was a real gentleman today, okay? Honestly, I don't get why you two are so upset about this."

"Because we love you!" Jimin blurted. His face instantly turned a deep shade of red.

Victoria took a step back. There was no way she had heard him correctly. She looked over at Yoongi to see the emotionless man staring at Jimin with no expression, though his cheeks were slightly pink. "What?"

"You—you're our friend, Vic," he hurried to follow up. "We don't want you to get hurt."

She let out a long sigh. She was grateful that they cared about her, but she honestly just wished she could make her own decisions without being ridiculed for them. "I appreciate that you guys care, but..." A smile danced across her lips as she remembered the feeling of Hoseok's on them and how he'd held her hand all day and was so gentle with her by the end of the night as if she was fragile and might break if he was too rough.

"I really like Hoseok," she said quietly. "And I don't know if we're going to date or anything, but I'm having fun. I just hope you guys can accept that."

Jimin and Yoongi exchanged a look that told her they still didn't like it at all, but then Jimin gave a submissive sigh and turned his gaze on her once more. "As long as you're happy, noona."