We're just going to pretend I didn't forget about this story, and therefore haven't updated in over a year.🙊🙈

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"Taehyung. What is that on your neck?" Namjoon questioned, eyebrows raised.

I coughed, thrown off guard. "Um, it's from my violin?"

Namjoon scoffed. "Okay, sure, and I only got 1 papercut this week." He rolled his eyes slightly.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Fine. Jungkook had me over at his place yesterday."

My hyung's eyes grew wider. "Did you two... ya know?"

I laughed. "No! We just... made out a little."

Last night:

After finishing the kabobs, Jungkook guided me to his couch to watch a movie. A Whisker Away, he chose. He stated it was one of his favorites.

At some point during the movie, I ended up sitting on his lap, leaning against his broad chest as his arms wrapped around my waist.

And later on in the movie, I felt a shiver run down my spine as the feeling of his lips on my neck, leaving gentle kisses to start. My head lolled to the side as I let out a drawled out breath.

And a few minutes of this lead to his teeth sinking into my skin, making me release a strangled moan, until his tongue soothed the pain shortly after.

When I felt his lips leave my skin, I turned around on his lap, movie long forgotten. My lips captured his as my hands pulled at the strands of his hair.

He sighed as he pulled away a few moments later. "If we don't stop now, we won't stop, and I think we should make that moment more special than doing it on my couch."

I chuckled with a nod, beginning to climb off his lap until his hands stopped me.

"I didn't say you couldn't sit on my lap."

I bit my lip, cheeks flushing, as I nodded once again.

Namjoon cleared his throat. "So, things are going well between you two then?"

I felt my cheeks burning red. "Um, I guess you could say that."

The older nodded, his lips pursed.

"What's up, Joon?" I asked, now with furrowed eyebrows.

"What? What do you mean?" He spoke fast. Suspiciously fast.

I sighed. "I know you better than that, Joonie. Tell me!"

My best friend closed his eyes tight, exhaling a long breath. "Fine. A-Are you positive you're ready?"

I flinched. "Ready? Really? You're asking me if I'm ready?"

He immediately reached for my hands, making me pull them back. "Tae, hear me out. You hardly even know Jungkook! I just want to make sure you know him better before you get too... attached."

"Why? Because the last person I was with, and thought I knew, ended up being an abusive asshole?" I spit out, already walking away to the front door, slipping my shoes on. "I know Jungkook enough to know he's not like him."

I grabbed my keys off the counter, my hand then reaching for the handle of the front door.

When I turned around to look at Namjoon, he had moved a few feet closer, but he knew when talking about my ex that I preferred my distance.

"I'm just trying to protect you, Taehyung. I love you too much to see you broken like that again." Namjoon's voice had softened, almost like a father talking to their heartbroken child.

I let out a huff. "Sometimes, Joon, you have to let the bird leave the nest to know if they will fall or fly. Let me fly, hyung."

At that, I walked out the front door, feeling the increasing knot between my shoulders.