Sixteen

Layla POV

The sound of light snoring woke me up. I rolled over and stare at the person beside me.

Jungkook has his face into the pillow, his dark hair feathered out on each side.

Last night was wonderful. Last night? It made me realize that life was too short to stay stuck in the same back and forth drama I was in. I was trying my hardest to get over Jackson, but after I would be with someone else, the overwhelming guilt would kick in.

The Layla of yesterday was gone.

Today? The new Layla was doing whatever she wanted and living in the moment.

I took a deep breath and grabbed my phone from beneath my pillow. I had seven missed calls and twenty texts messages.

Missed call from Jimin

Missed call from Jimin

Missed call from Jimin

Missed call from Namjoon

Missed call from Taehyung

Missed call from Hobi

Missed call from Jin

"Missed call from Jin?" I sighed. What did he want. I scrolled through the texts messages and landed on the last one. My eyes widened and I blushed.

Jin

I told them I found Jungkook and he was fine. I know he was with you last night. You owe me😈

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath. I tossed my phone on the nightstand beside me and then rolled over to face Jungkook.

"Kookie," I said while ruffling his hair. He slowly brought his head up and opened his eyes.

"H-hey," he answered; his voice a lot deeper from sleep. "What time is it?"

"Its seven thirty. "

He flops his head back into the pillow and groaned. "I need sleep."

"I'm sorry, but you've got to go to the studio this morning. Black Swan ring a bell?"

"Hmmm."

I rolled my eyes and shook him. "Kook. Get up."

"I have no energy. It your fault."

I blushed and my breath hitched.

We didnt sleep most of the night. What was supposed to be one time, turned into six. I admit. My whole body was sore, but I still had a job to do. So did he.

And the fact that Jin knew, was starting to trouble me.

"If you get up, I'll let you drive my car."

He jumps up from the bed and stretches and then laughs. "Why didnt you say that before?"

My eyes trail up and down his body and I unintentionally bite my bottom lip. I look back up at him and he lifts his brow.

"What?"

I point down, shut my eyes and turn my head. "Uh, you're um- still naked."

"Oh." He giggles. "Sorry, I'm just gonna..yeah. Gonna take a shower. Ten minutes tops."

I open my eyes and catch Jungkooks naked ass walking into my bathroom and shutting the door. I throw myself on the bed and sigh. "These boys are going to kill me."

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Namjoon POV

"Yeah, I like that. Can you show me again?"

Jimin starts off in the corner of the room and turns on the beginning part of Black Swan again. His movements flow perfectly in time with the music. Hoseok started to dance behind him.

"Joon, this is where you'll stand during the number," He said following behind Jimin and pointing to the open space to his left.

I give him a thumbs up. "Got it." I turn to face Jin who's lost in thought. He said he was reading a book, but hasn't turned a single page since we've been here. "Are you okay?"

He shakes his head and then looks back at me. "Yeah. I'm fine. Just reading."

"You have been on that page for an hour."

"Okay and?" He rolled his eyes. "I'm fine, Namjoon."

"Okay, okay," I rolled my eyes back at him. "Lose the attitude, Hyung. You've been a dick since you found Jungkook."

"Speaking of Jungkook, where is he anyway?" Jimin said as he turned off the music. He walked over to where we were sitting and sat on the edge of the couch. "We cant start without him and we need to get into the booth again to record the harmony."

Jin slammed his book and glared at Jimin. I lifted my brow and sighed. "Okay what the fuck, Jin."

"Nothing." He said standing and running his fingers through his hair. I could tell he was agitated; Jin Hyung is never hostile, but something was wrong.

"Everything fine. He'll be here." He huffed.

Just when I was about to press him more, Jungkook walked through the door with Layla trailing a few steps behind him. Instead of him greeting us, he turned to her and gave her a hug.

"I'll be in my office if you need me, okay?" She smiled at him.

"Okay. Thank you for everything. I mean it."

She looked over at the rest of us who were listening in on their conversation. "Boys." She said firmly. When her eyes met Jins, she cast them down and quickly left the room. Jin shoved his hands in his pockets and clenched his jaw.

I'm not stupid.

Something must have happened.

"Now that Jungkook, is here let's start the rehearsal. " He said while glaring at him. Jungkook blushed and walked over to the other side of the room and started to warm up.

"Jin," I began. "What the hell was that?"

"I'll be back." And just like that, he was gone.

Everyone turned their attention to Jungkook who was removing his hoodie  and then tossed it on the floor. He tied his hair up into a bun and looked back at us confused.

"W-what?" He asked. He bit his lip. Oh yeah. He was definitely hiding something. I bet on my life it had something to do with why Jin was acting like a asshole.

Hobi and Yoongi walked over to Jungkook and eyes him up and down. Jimin, Taehyung and I soon followed. We stared at him for a few minutes before Taehyung walked up to him.

"H-hyung." He stuttered. Yep. Definitely hiding something.

Taehyung looked him over and brought his hand to Jungkooks face. He grabbed his chin and tilted his head to one side then the other.

"Huh." Taehyung muttered.

"What?" I asked.

Tae smirked and then looked at the remainder of us. "He had sex."

My eyes widened, Hoseok spit the water he was drinking out, Yoongi smirked, Jimin, well he did some noise that sounded something between a Hyena and Donkey, and Jungkook blushed.

"I-I." He stuttered.

"You fucked Layla." Yoongi said walking close to him. He sniffed Jungkooks hair and laughed. "Oh he definitely did. Jimin smell his hair."

Jimin walked over and took a whiff. "Peaches. Yep. He damn sure did."

"How in the hell is that a sign he slept with her?" I asked. "Feel me in."

"Yeah," Taehyung laughed. "You never got it in so you dont know how she smells," Then he grinned. "And you haven't properly tasted her yet. That's Laylas signature scent and bodywash."

"I thought it was strawberries." I muttered. "What a minute, weren't you and Layla an item Jimin?"

He turns to look at me. "No," he shrugs. "We went on one date and fucked off an on that night and the morning shower." He winks. "Hey that means You, Hobi and Jin are left."

"Didnt we agree on stopping this shit?" I argued back. "Shes not a whore. Despite Jin saying it."

"Jin Hyung is mad because he heard us last night at Laylas new apartment. " Jungkook mumbled.

"She moved out?" I asked. "When?"

"After the fight between her and Jin, I guess. Manager-nim already told her to stay at her new place. I found it only because I snooped in his office and found her file with address." He sighed. "After practice today, shes sitting down with all of us to tell the news. She asked me to help get the remaining of her stuff."

"This our fault." I sighed. "Shes supposed to be our doctor and so far all shes done has-"

"Doctored our dicks?" Yoongi laughed.

I shot him a glare. "We're pieces of shit."

Taehyung stepped in. "Hey hey hey. We're adults. Laylas an adult. I dont care who shes with. If she wants to fuck us all, who cares? Its not like anyone is ever gonna suspect it anyway."

"Hes right, Namjoon," Hobi stated. "Press or fans would never guess it. I mean, if we were all in an open relationship with her, would that really be terrible?"

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Look, I'm not having this conversation right now. I'm going to get Jin, we're going to practice," I turn to Jungkook, "record your Harmony with Jimin and Tae, go back home and then wait for Layla to talk. Got it?"

They all nodded before I turned to the door. "I'll be back in a few minutes. Hoseok, make Jungkook warm up."

"Got it president." He glanced over my should to see him salute. I rolled my eyes and then walked out the door.

I seen Laylas office door cracked open and muffled voices coming from within. I slowed my steps until I reached it. I leaned my head in and saw Layla with her head leaned back against her chair with her hand covering her face.

Just as I was about to knock, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I followed the shadow and saw Jins sneakers slightly sticking out from the bottom of Laylas desk.

I cock my brow and peek in more.

Her breathing was heavy; her chest rising up and down.

"Jin, oh- oh my god."

"You want me to put one more in?"

"Please."

I quickly opened the door and slammed it shut. Jins head hit the desk making it move. The string of curses flew as he crawled out from under, holding his head. Layla quickly stood up, pulling up her underwear and pants. Her face was beet red.

"Namjoon-"

"Save it," I said sternly and looked at Jin. "We've got practice, stupid."

He rolled his eyes and walked out of the room, still holding his head. When I turned back to look at Layla, her head was down and she was pulling at the string on her shirt.

I walked over and grabbed her by her wrists and pulled her close to me. I roughly plant my lips on hers and kiss her hard. She responds after a few seconds, then her tongue joins mine. I kiss her for a few seconds longer then I abruptly stop the kiss.

She looks up at me and pushes a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Hmm, they were right." I said.

She took a deep breath. "About what?"

"You do taste like peaches."